MOrtis does a mental check on his inventory. He shifts in his chair waiting for something to happen. He can feel his cougar long blad on the small his back. Mortis looks around noting exits and possible security that could get in the way.
Post by shawnevarts on Sept 23, 2009 11:20:54 GMT -5
So, I can "distract" one of the drivers. Someone can get the other one? The excitement is getting to be too much for David. This thoughts are racing, jumping from topic to topic like someone else has a hold of the trid remote flipping the channels. Steady, old boy David thinks to himself. Gotta keep it under control
Grim’s hands sat on the table the cigarette in between his pointer finger and the middle smoke dancing off it as the wind, light breeze that it was, hit it. His left hand, the non dominant one, tapped softly on the table. He was sitting with his ass forward and his back against the chair leaning into it. He was in a relaxed position and all his muscles were at the position of most comfort. He knew when to relax and that was this time.
“Anything? Whats the area look like? Hey kid, so what are your specialties?” He kept his voice low but loud enough so as the other could hear him, he had guns and from the looks of the Troll, he had guns too course what kind Grim had no clue. But that gave him some comfort, plus Trolls had a Knack for making good meat shields. He moved his hand so the smoke touched his lips, he inhaled as the ashes began a faint glow as the fire moved its way slowly up the paper walls and tobacco. He dropped his arm inhaling some more letting the smoke sit in his lungs a minute before he blew it all out.
Post by shawnevarts on Sept 23, 2009 22:50:46 GMT -5
Me? Oh, I'm just an investigator. I've been on hiatus for the past couple of months. I'm very good at finding things out one way... David lets the mana crackle between his fingers or another. He lets a sly grin play off is face.
Mortis looks over at grim. "I have a military background. Alot of travel and just looking for work. I am good at what I do so might as well get paid for it. Trying to save up to get some tools to keep up with my weapon tinkering. It was my specialty in the military. Cleaning and fixing our armoury. So back on topic. What's the plan?
Post by mylesthetroll on Sept 24, 2009 15:31:13 GMT -5
30 minutes til Barje's Barge closes. 1 hour til vans arrive
Batz noticing the time, and running out of some of his favorite songs to play, returns to the table where the group is along with two pitchers of beer.
"Well, it would seem that we need to rely on ourselves. No use in waiting around for the other two to grace us with their presence." Batz says snidely. "Ok, here's how we go about this. Grim, do you have anything that could incapacitate the drivers? Does anyone for that matter? I mean, it's going to save us the trouble of disposing of bodies in the end if we don't kill them therefore, less work required of us."
Batz takes a few seconds to think some more while sipping on his beer.
"I think the best course of action would be to make it look as if The Enforcers were the ones who stole the shipment. Which brings up another possible dilemma....how do we go about getting rid of them without drawing too much attention? I'm open to ideas." he says patiently taking another swig of his beer.
Military Troll, fuck and hes somewhat Literate. Holy shit I think ive found a breakthrough in Goblinization, fuck my life. I could sell him to the circus and be set for life… Grim’s lips twitched into what looked like a small grin, funny shit as it was. So The Troll plus someone who can get info, fuck the Matrix for me. Good to go, but we got a Magic user, shit I hate magic so unsuitable…. Grim straightened himself up a little looking at the other two, he took a drag of his smoke as the DJ man walked up and took a chair. So the closet to a leader would be myself,[/i] Grim looked down closing his eyes with a sigh under his breath, Fuck not again… maybe I wont have to be later.[/i]
“Good, I suck with the Matrix. Your on searches try and get streets outta here I want at least two routes that can be enter changed and if possible three things might go wrong and we gots ta e’pect the worst while hopin for the best.” [/i] He took a drag from his cigarette and set his hand back down as the BSC or whatever the fuck his name was, was babbling about something.
“I think I can cover that without causing too much of a riot, Mr. Troll you will be my second but you stay in the shadows here, He pointed at a corner a distance from where the drop off was supposed to be but close enough for a good shot with a Pred, “Think you can handle it? Ill be here,” He pointed at a spot closer where there was an out cropping, “This is where Batz’s will be and the Kid here. Kid you got to watch Batz back, once we get the hit in me and Troll man will cover the trucks while you two do your thing. Once were ready I will be in the second truck with the Kid and Troll man your with Batz, he’ll need your ability to take a beating.”
Another drag, a release of air as his mind raced through what he was doing. He had been trained as a leader but nothing too serious after all most the Cops these days are like corporate drones. “Once were in the trucks were gone as fast as possible but make sure not to arouse suspicion if we don’t gotta. Drive towards the lot here, “ He pointed at the parking lot just outside the place of the barge. “Then turn onto the street here and head towards the drop location. Ill give ques over the comm. So just keep eyes peeled. If you see anything that looks like bad news inform me immediately, im not bout to give my life for some job that’s rigged in any manner not saying I is, “ He looked at Batz with a nod of his head.
“Hows that sound?” Course he let everyone give their say, it would make them all feel better. Plus he needed to make sure they were fine with this. “On the way out I want Big Man here watching the whole time, as Batz drives past youll jump in keep an eye all around, do not let your guard down. Eyes on the Mirrors and let the Driver drive. Are you getting both Trucks or just the first one? If so Kid here will follow you and ill watch your backs. You know how to drive truck Kid? If not then ill substitute.
Alexis arrives to the Barje's Barge a little late, but hopefully not too late. She stands at the entrance of the bar and mutters to herself, "What a dump. I hope this job gives me some leads to follow on." In addition to this, she notices that her partner isn't here either. "I wonder where he is. He said he would meet me here at the entrance," as she says to herself, "Wonder if he is inside." So she heads towards the entrance to the bar hoping that he would be inside.
Post by shawnevarts on Sept 24, 2009 22:54:31 GMT -5
Sounds okay with me. David tells the chain smoker. I can drive well enough as the next guy, but don't look for no stunts from me. David feels a flashback coming on, but is able to surpress it. I would rather do cover.
“Wait, don’t go yet. You need to wait, in thirty we can start. From you Kid I want some more information, are there any boats in the area big enough to carry two vans? See if any are available, if not that sucks but if there re or even two boats we got a back up plan as well. Many options out if something goes wrong. Batz can you drive boats?” This was just how it should be, an exit from an exit just in case something goes wrong, they can hotwire or get some boats hopefully thus allowing an escape at last resort.
He took another drag of his cigarette and blew the smoke upwards. The smoke was gone, all that was left was the butt which he put out in the ash tray provided on the table. He pulled the respirator off the straps on his back and fixed it over his mouth looking a lot like Darth Vader without the entire helmet and just the voice change box thing. Whatever it was called, those trids had been remade so long ago that it was hard to remember everything about them. The nice thing though about it was that he had comm. Hooked up inside the jaw only mask thus allowing him to speak on comm. Even with the thing on.
“You all got the same channel? The one that mine is on. Make sure to keep it secure, keep communications between everyone thus if something happens we all know. This won’t be an easy job; I got a feelin but the pays good too.” He coughed as the respirator started to work but it was only one. The downfall to the stupid piece of shit was he couldn’t smoke, funny that he was allergic to Pollution but not cigarette smoke maybe its cause he’s been smoking long before he was allergic. At least as long as hes known.
Grim pulled his goggles out of his bag and the gloves slipping them over his hands and placing the goggles over his eyes. His comm. Checked the goggles hardware running through each set of functions while he clicked it. Everything was a go, finally he turned the Smart systems on for both his weapons running though through the check course he couldn’t actually check all of it without holding the weapon up and that would cause a scene. His goggles had a slimmer design than others thus didn’t look as odd but they could hold more functions and were a lot more durable than contacts or glasses. The Image link was up too, good.
He flexed his hands getting used to the weight of the syntech gloves, hard as fuck but still pretty light. They were all black so they looked mostly normal, at least from a distance. People might wonder looking at him but hes seen people who look even stranger than he himself.
“Test. Good look like everything’s working.” He tested the connection between the others making sure they worked.
Post by shawnevarts on Sept 27, 2009 0:53:40 GMT -5
I'll see what I can come up with, David tells the apparent leader of the group. He makes a check with the local marina using his Sensei commlink. While that is running, David also takes the time to check his Ares Viper Silvergun, Hardliner gloves and glasses. He also makes another mental check of the spells he as learned over the years chasing cults and studying old, forbidden tomes. The info should be coming soon. My hardware is ready as well as my magical "distraction."
Post by mylesthetroll on Sept 27, 2009 10:54:40 GMT -5
ToDavid You find out through browsing that there is a place called The Hallows Marina, 10 miles down the shoreline from your current location. It was built a few years after the Cermak Blast as a way to boost the morale of the city though it hasn't been used in nearly 2 years after the company went bankrupt.
To Grim "If it has an engine, I can drive it." Batz says reassuringly.
His attention is drawn towards the entrance when a lady enters. "I believe she is one of us." Batz declares. He then raises his glowing hand and motions her to come over to the table as he finishes off his beer.