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 Posted: Sun Jul 03, 2005 2:50 pm
With a great heave, Nick jumped out of shotgun and closed the truck door behind him. He slightly jogged to catch up with Tomy, waiting for Forest to catch up too. "Ok, we'll want to head up to the second floor, where all the mission records and other miscellanious information is stored. We'll be able to find a contact list of S.T.A.R.S. agents and other important documents. Once we've analized the necessities, we can think about planning our next move."
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Posted: Sun Jul 03, 2005 11:14 pm
Forest ran in, hurrying to ctach up.
"Ok, so whats the plan here?"
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Posted: Wed Jul 06, 2005 3:19 am
Tomy gave a gentle nod as her answer to his reply. She allowed Nick to fill Forest in as they entered a cracked iron gate. Tomy inwardly snorted at the lack of security for such a secured place.
Of course, not like she could honestly blame them, they were probably off doing what she was, or dead.
Her thoughts drifted toward the two men beside her, who occasionally whispered as they crossed the desolate grassy yard to the main door. As a police officer, she felt obligated to protect these men at all costs. She didn't doubt the men couldn't protect themselves, as she was sure they were more than capable. Though, she was trained and taught to protect people at all costs, even at the cost of her very life. Tomy couldn't help but feel uncomfortable at the thought of their lives resting on her shoulders.
But, straightening her shoulders Tomy gave an inward nod of agreement, it was her job; alive or dead, she would protect them and at least go down in a blaze of glory.
Shaking her head and focusing on the task at hand, Tomy trailed beside the men, gripping her handgun protectively in front of her as their feet patted softly against the stone floor toward the entrance.
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Posted: Wed Jul 06, 2005 4:16 am
The man began to check through the desk situated in front of him for anything that could be used. His primary task was finding any ammunition the man may have stored in his desk in case of emergency while food would probably be a second priority. He was getting quite hungry, Reeve had not had anything to eat since he left his home and it was starting to get to him.
Each drawer slid out easy, none of them had a lock on it so that was really helpful. He didn't have to waste time trying to find the correct key or waste ammo simply blasting them open. Though of course, none of them contained the firearm he was looking for nor food. Jason must have stashed it elsewhere before he had turned into one of those creatures.
Why can't anything be easy for me?
He asked himself, pushing up from the seat after closing the last drawer stuffed to the top with papers. Once standing, Reeve moved himself around the desk quietly and over to the main door of the office. Once more withdrawing his Revolver, the man held it with his right hand this time as he used his left to push the door open slowly. Once it had open enough for him, he popped out with his back against it and checked down the hallway. Clear. He quickly swurved around the doorway to look the opposite way down the hall - also thankful that it was clear.
Reeve proceeded to retrace his steps back through the halls of the back, locating the ammo storage that he had passed by earlier. He checked both ways around him once more before kneeling and beginning to fiddle with the locks upon the door. He was only using his left hand for the time being, so he had to find the correct key with that hand and use it to undo the lock.
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Posted: Wed Jul 06, 2005 9:19 pm
Nick holstered his Desert Eagle to switch to his M3. He kept that out when situations were getting dicey, and this was no acception. He would have been surprised if they didn't encounter anything deadish of the sorts at any point in time. They reached the revolving glass door to the S.T.A.R.S. building, having Tomy and Forest on either side, covering Nick as he entered. The office was abbandoned, no surprise there, with random papers here and there and desks lining up to the back wall where there was a stairwell leading to the second floor. "All clear," Nick said to the other two. As they entered, Nick proceeded to the back of the first floor, checking desk areas for anything living or non-living. Finding nothing, he breathed a sigh of relief. "Well at least the first floor is safe for the moment. Before we head upstairs, any of you got questions?"
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Posted: Wed Jul 06, 2005 10:30 pm
Tomy shook her head, not daring to speak up and break the cold chill of dead silence around them. It was unnaturally quiet the kind that made goosebumbs run along your arms.
Gripping her gun almost unconsciously following Nick, Tomy darted her eyes around cautiously at each flutter of loose paper or howl of wind from on of the windows. It was like a scary movie, Tomy could even picture the eerie music playing ironically in the background as they trudged lightly through the seemingly empty building.
Something was wrong with this picture.
Tomy's brow furrowed in confusion. Shouldn't there be zombies? Or at least some sort of noise or sign of death? Where was everyone?
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Posted: Thu Jul 07, 2005 12:40 pm
Nick and Forest were searching through folder after folder on each desk, while Tomy was keeping watch. Nick found nothing that would help him answer his questions, and it looked as though Forest was having the same amount of luck. "Just as I thought," Nick said in a low whisper, "Nothing. At least down here. The main files I want to look at are on the second floor, in both squad leader's offices. They're both in the same area, so it should be safe to cover both at the same time. Follow me." He motioned both Forest and Tomy to follow him up the marble stairwell, M3 still in hand, and they proceeded to head up to the second floor.
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Posted: Fri Jul 08, 2005 10:58 am
Reeve undid the last padlock, pushing it free and letting it drop to the floor with a clang with the others. Once he had, the keys found their way back into his pocket as the hand that held them found the doorknob. Turning it slowly, he pushed it inward and entered inside of the storage room. He was hoping to see quite a few boxes, which he did, along with a bunch of ammo, which he did not. The room was practically empty.
"The hell?"
He asked, turning around and pushing the door closed behind him in case one of those creatures came wondering by. If they tried to open the door or opened it now it would be easier to notice.
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Posted: Fri Jul 08, 2005 1:48 pm
Forest moved to his desk in the office, having made it up past the rest of the little band he was with. He opened a small panel on his desk, lifting out a heavy .357 Colt Python Magnum Revolver, and a pair of machine pistols he'd found a few days ago were still here. He took everything,and he was glad nobody had taken his ammunition...guess not many suvivors around to noticed a few boxes of .380 rounds or .357 magnum round either...he still wondered..how many virus carriers were still inside the sttion? how many of Umbrella's freak creations?
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Posted: Sat Jul 09, 2005 10:47 am
Nick and Tomy made their way up to the second floor. This was where the main officers had their seperate desks and filing cabinets. Nick specifically wanted to take a look in both squad leaders offices, because that's where the most information would be. He noticed Forest had gone ahead and was sitting at his own desk with a .357 Colt Python Magnum in his hand. "Nice gun," he said to Forest, "But the recoil's a b***h."
He then addressed both Tomy and Forest. "Ok, I want to look in both squad leader's offices for files concerned with the last Raccoon City incident and recent news in Umbrella. I know that both the last time and the current incident are Umbrella related, but I'm not sure if it's the same guy. So Tomy, I want you to look in Alpha files for the first Raccoon City, and I want you Forest to do the same for Bravo. In the mean time, I'm gonna try and hack into the Umbrella mainframe to dig up any recent news. If my theory's right, then we're in deeper s**t than we may realize."
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Posted: Sat Jul 09, 2005 5:19 pm
Tomy gave a silent nod and began for the squad leader for the Alpha team's office. It wasn't particularly hard to find as the huge golden plaque along the doors seemed to draw her to each of them.
Tomy gave a disgruntled snort and slowly opened the door, her handgun placed tightly in her hands as she advanced inside the dimly lit office. It was small, with a desk, a few random plastic plants, a file cabinet and a few chairs along the wall.
And yet Tomy couldn't help but feel intimidated at the homely room. Her gaze lowered to the floor as she walked around the desk, checking for any sign of blood or the occasional dead body. There wasn't any. Good.
Shuffling along the table, she found few unimportant papers, pictures, office supplies and a few handbooks. Reaching for the filing cabinet, she was amazed to find it unlocked. Setting her gun on the sturdy oak table, she fingered the files in search for her particular target.
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Posted: Sat Jul 09, 2005 9:29 pm
Seeing both Tomy and Forest getting busy with their search, Nick walked over to the Alpha squad leader's desk and sat infront of the computer. He cracked his nuckles, wrists, arms, and neck, then said, "Ok, here we go." He began to type equations and commands, flying past windows and other mainframes, non-stop. Any faster, he would probably break the keys on the keyboard. After a few minutes of this, he stopped and hit the enter key, coming upon the Umbrella hardrive. A small screen came up asking for a password. "Ok, now for the hard part."
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Posted: Sun Jul 10, 2005 8:40 am
Reevinja Reeve undid the last padlock, pushing it free and letting it drop to the floor with a clang with the others. Once he had, the keys found their way back into his pocket as the hand that held them found the doorknob. Turning it slowly, he pushed it inward and entered inside of the storage room. He was hoping to see quite a few boxes, which he did, along with a bunch of ammo, which he did not. The room was practically empty.
"The hell?"
He asked, turning around and pushing the door closed behind him in case one of those creatures came wondering by. If they tried to open the door or opened it now it would be easier to notice. Reeve holstered his revolver, moving over to a stack of boxes and pushing them off from the top downward right to the bottom one. The ones he pushed off were nothing more but empty boxes and the one remaining, as Reeve checked it, was empty also. There was still quite a few more boxes that he needed to check but so far it wasn't looking too great. The man began to check every box, shelf, or cabinent in the room. It took quite a while but nobody disturbed him - which he was thankful for. However, he also found no ammo atall within the boxes. Had the police department already been here and used all of it or what? Surely they would have called him though unless the phones were down... "Alright, screw it." He muttered, heading over to the door and pulling it open. From there, he headed down the hallway and to the front doors of the rifle range. There was a few creatures around, but not en masse like they had been back where he was. "C'mon, Damn it!" He called over to Carrie, kicking one of the creatures down and moving around it to reach the car. He pulled the tore open quickly, taking a seat inside of the police vehicle and starting it up while Carrie returned to the passenger seat. Backing away from the range, he turned left and headed off down the street. There wasn't much left here and it would probably be a better idea to get the hell out of town before trying to contact anyone for help.
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Posted: Sun Jul 10, 2005 10:24 pm
As Tomy sat quietly inside the small office, her eyes began to droop at the silence. Her body wanted nothing more than to rest it's eyes, just for a moment..
No. Tomy shook her head. She needed to be strong, she had a job to do.
Returning back to the paper she held in her hands, her green eyes roamed over the contents in fine black ink. From the paragraph she just skimmed, already her mind was swirling in confusion. Tests? Under ground laboratory? Virus?
Blinking several times, she set the paper on top of the desk. This one might be important. Returning to the cabinet, Tomy fingered the files one by one in complete silence.
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Posted: Tue Jul 12, 2005 10:10 am
He had been at the damn thing for about ten minutes. Everything was wrong. Not even attempting the number combinations, because they were endless. He thought of related words to Umbrella, but not a thing was correct. "Damn it all..." He leaned back into the chair, nearly bumping into a bustling Tomy, who in turn gave him a dirty look. "Sorry," he said quickly. He placed his hands behind his head to give the password a new thought. "Well I suppose that it can't be all that hard. Probably something evil and crap like that, because of the whole T-viru.....wait." He had it. He typed in Black Plague and, "I'm in."
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