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 Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2005 8:11 pm
"Ok." She replied to Yoh as she was still holding onto him, with her arms wrapped around his neck and her legs clung to him. She didn't mind bieng carried, anything was better than always walking all the time.
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Posted: Mon Sep 05, 2005 3:30 pm
*Ruen and Yoh set up camp as Rune had suggested, the lights of the viallge showing up as night fell. Rune however kept his eyes on the forest, waiting to see if any eyes appeared there*
Gonna be a long night. Dont worry though - the dragons will keep watch.
Alright. I trust you.
*The Cangarin loped over to Sadia and crouched next to her. After covering her with a blanket, he closed his eyes, spear wrapped in his tail*
You should get some sleep too Sadia. No telling what'll happen tomorrow.
*Poking the fire, Yoh then leant back against a log and seemed to drift to sleep also, the bright eyes of Yin and Yang watching all directions as the group rested*
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Posted: Mon Sep 05, 2005 6:51 pm
Sadia sat up watching the dancing flames of the fire and the sparks that shot up as Yoh poked the fire a few times. She was sitting up with the blanket around her as she snuggled up with the blanket as she stared off into the flames. Yoh and Rune were already asleep by the time as Sadia just ignored the suggestion to sleep since she was entertaining herself with watching the flames of the fire. Soon enough, her head was starting to feel slightly dizzy and headacky, so she lyed her head down on the ground, curling up so the blanket was as well resting under her head to prevent the dirt from bothering with her skin or her nose. Her eyes shut as it seemed to calm down the feelings and soon enough she passed out into an unconsious sleep.
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Posted: Sat Apr 03, 2010 10:18 am
*Venice. Land of water, gondolas, and the Giovanni. The streets were as they had always been, busy and unchanging, people and refined tastes on display wherever one looked, the gilt veneer of the general city during the day, revealed for the rotting debauchered corpse it truly was by night as opium, herione, coke and weed circled the city, and Giovanni pedalled death on every corner.
For Black Ops, the target identified as the first base of investigation was a noble house on the north of the city, or more specifically, a reported arcane lab on the next story down, accessible only by gondola. By night, it was lit and assumable populated. By day.. deathly quiet.*
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Dagoth DeSeer Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Apr 03, 2010 11:25 am
Within west Venice the warehouses used to service and build the local shipping and gondolas, it had been for the last few days operated by Dagoth's Black Ops the mens equipment being easily smuggled in underneath the Giovanni's noses being that their own focus was their drug trade. The centre of the lead warehouse bathed for a second in a sapphire hue, the Cainite General and Miss Lerai appeared in the centre Dagoth not taking his hand of Sidney's shoulder incase the trip had sapped to much of her strength. A young blonde haired man ran over to the two snapping to attention in front of the General.
"General, equipment is all accounted for and ready for inspection. Squad leaders are also ready for their briefings."
"Very good, I shall call the briefing in five minutes."
Dagoth would nod as the solider dismissed himself, he turned to Sidney leaning over to her and whispering gently. He would advise her that there was a comfortable office across to their left and ask that she wait there for a moment, he would also pass her a small data stick with several notes regarding who and what the Giovann where. The Crimson haired General knew of the woman's need for information, least this way she would be able to understand the beasts she would be fighting.
Dagoth however would walk off to the breifiing room and speak with his troops giving them a briefing on them current situation. The cainite would have them all study the building from the outside, drawing on their experiences to build a mental image of what the inside could be. He'd also have them study the second entrance from distance during the day, useing the cover as tourists to get close.
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Posted: Sat Apr 03, 2010 10:34 pm
The pale haired demon merely remained quiet while she watched the exchange and mainly worked to reorient herself with her surroundings. It was not the first time she'd ever been transported in that manner but, it always took her just a moment or two to regain her bearings; the exact reason why she was not opposed to his hand on her shoulder. It was merely an anchor of sorts while she glanced around the room and remembered that she was now in a new place, with new surroundings, things which she must take in and be aware of.
Within the space of a few breaths, mismatched eyes scanned over the room, taking in as many details as possible and never lingering on one for too long. If anything, Dagoth was very spot on when it came to her desire for knowledge. Heaving a soft sigh she pursed her lips in thought as she inclined her head towards the General as he spoke to her and carefully grasped the stick in her palm. She gave the slightest nod before turning on her heel and moving into the office to review the information she'd been given.
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Dagoth DeSeer Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Apr 06, 2010 4:15 pm
It had been several quiet days in the city, Dagoth had been out a few times to get the lay of the land. Meeting with a few more lower generation kindred than he would have liked, being told where the best places where for drugs, parties and girls. Several high ranking names being through around as they where best pals with these cattle, he even smirked when someone claimed that the DeSeer's had joined in the smuggling operation and where selling the stuff in Gaia.
During one of his rounds of the warehouse the cainite was stopped by one of his squad leaders, an unasuming NCO with grey hair and rough skin. The General would nod and whisper something to him before return to the office where he had last seen Sidney. He hadn;t of course been a bad host infact, he had entertained him the best the conditions would allow. Making sure she never went without what she wanted and provided information to her when it was required, the detail of which was always down to Dagoth's discression.
"You ready Miss Lerai?"
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Posted: Tue Apr 06, 2010 4:58 pm
Well, she hadn't gone without, that much was certain; even though she still attempted to teach the General manners when she had the chance. A bold move on her behalf but, it provided her with as much entertainment as she could gain for the time being. Though she wasn't as sure it was quite so entertaining for him as it was for her. Regardless, the pale haired demon sat on the desk, idly drumming her nails as she waited. Clicking the ring in her lip between her teeth she turned mismatched eyes to the door and watched him carefully. Swinging her legs almost like a child, she considered him before slipping off the desk and crossing the room.
"Well. I suppose so."
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Dagoth DeSeer Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Apr 14, 2010 9:54 am
"Follow me please."
Dagoth would like Sidney into the Main Hall the solider's would salute as they ran off into their starting positions, the middle of the warehouse stood Dagoth's four squad leaders. They joked between themselves until the spotted the crimson cainite, they snapped to attention saluting both Dagoth and Sidney. The cainite would nod and they would stand at ease, with a sick grin Dagoth would clear his throat his deep british voice echoing off the emptying walls of the warehouse.
"Squad Alpha will take the Chinook and fast rope onto the building roof, Bravo and Charlie will take the rear and front entrances and Delta you shall accompany me. Standard Rules of Engagement, you are weapons free gentlemen. I do not expect to find anyone of interest within the main building, no one walks out understood?"
"YES BOSS!"
"Move to starting position, go on my signal. Dismissed. Miss Lerai I ask that during the Op please do not refer to me by my name. I do not expect you to call me General or Boss but I must ensure that this is clearly a black operation."
Dagoth would give her a quick bow before walking over to the table he had set up earlier in the day. He pulled on the thinner body armour than his men wore, his own disiplines and demon genes making a more effective shield. Dagoth wore on his right hip a single holster with his original issue .45, the webbing contained his spare magazines, flash bangs, two fragmentation grenades, the standard first aid kit and two injectors of morphine. The cainite grinned as he fitted his blade to hang just below the BDU and webbing, the abyssal blade giggling to the Cainite general happily in his mind. All of Dagoth's men and himself where armed with SCAR-H 7.62mm anti DB and Haemox rounds. The cainite would have prefered to use lighter CQB weapons but he didn't feel comfortable without the shear stopping power 7.62 provided. Sidney would find a simliar gear make up, but a huge array of weapons and ammunition types to choose from, the General being his most accommodating.
Once Sidney was ready the operation would begin, the soft to harsh whirring of the rotor blades as the Chinook took the skys. The two trucks roaring in unison as they pullled away from the warehouse, to sliently wait at the starting position. Dagoth's two boats waiting for the General and Sidney, once they had both boarded they would set out sliently towards the building. It took them only ten minutes to reach the opening the shadows hiding the group from the two guards sight. Dagoth nodded at his squad commander who ordered his two divers into the water. They swarm deeply towards the opening, Dagoth's Obfuscate ensuring the at the two where not spotted. They worked quickly and efficiently removing teh underwater traps, evening redirecting the trip beams so that they would not sound any alarms to early and finally tagging the camera's with a little looping so that at least they wouldn't know he was there until after the breech. When they returned to the boat, the Squad Captain gave them a well done slap on the shoulder. Dagoth touched the throat Radio, advising all that the op would begin in one minute. He would step onto the water himself, the temporis kicking in almost instantly the cainite porting towards the two guards. His deadly accuracy allowing him to sliently snap the neck of both the guards. With a quick radio* signal the boats moved up, the men would drop on to the sideplanks whilst Dagoth stood in front of the door. 30 seconds by the General's internal count, he would grin as he reached back the Temporis fading for the Cainites maxed Potence. The time limit passed, the cainite stuck the door sending the reenforced steel flying backwards. The same moment Alpha dropped from the Chinook, breaching in through the roof entrance, Bravo and Charile's trucks roaring towards the gates with an almighty smash breaking into inner grounds. The truck hadn't even stopped before his men had dropped out of it, sprinting towards the main doors, fitting their breeching charges and triggering them for the sweeping and clearing.
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Posted: Wed Apr 14, 2010 5:01 pm
With the slightest nod of her head she followed him in the same silence she normally held as watchful eyes carefully took note of the details she felt she'd need. Her eyes wandered to the men, noting details about them in doing so; attire, weaponry, idle conversation. Anything she felt could be useful, her attention snapped to. With a sharp exhale through her nose, she turned to the General and merely raised a pale brow momentarily before she decided it best to crack a smile and nod in response. Best not to heckle him now and bite her tongue.
She idly adjusted her gloves as she watched him move to the table, tightening the straps around her wrists carefully before idly taking a mental inventory of her own weaponry. Blades at her hip, thigh, spine and calf, guns at the small of her back, shoulder holster, hip and a derringer tucked safely in her boot; force of habit really. Each gun was close by its ammunition, which she made sure was easy to access. After she was satisfied with her own artillery, she moved over to the table herself, overlooking the array of choices before her. Grenades were always a nice alternative, explosions a good distraction and caused decent destruction, this logic alone was enough to make her pick up a few and add them to her collection.
Once satisfied with her new arsenal, she crossed the space to the General once more and merely moved to the boats. The operation was almost typical compared to the ones she'd had the chance to participate in, though she was slightly envious of those who commanded. She had in the past but, it was never something she made it a point to pursue, her interests and ideals far too varied throughout her life for her to have ever effectively settled into anything else than a mercenary lifestyle. If one cannot command, it is better to be good at taking orders. With that thought in mind, she pulled the hood up over her head, watching the men storm the area before pulling the second piece of the hood over her mouth, settling it on the bridge of her nose, her free hand removing the gun in the shoulder holster from its rightful place as she departed the boat as well.
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Posted: Fri Apr 16, 2010 2:39 pm
*The warehouse was quiet. Right up until Dag's teams arrived.
The rooftop teams would have a series of pressure plate alarms to worry about, some of which would activate automated gun points.
For those accessing by road, a series of manned road blocks and similar plates at the rear land entrance would be their challenge. A total of 6 men would accost them before entrance.
And at the water side.... seemingly the least resistance. Beyond the entrance, the first entry chamber seemed clear enough but...
The next room in, so easy to access, was a mire of trip wires and silent alarms. Two pressure plates also lingered in this room, but the effect of them would remain to be seen... unlike the others, if triggered, they would NOT deploy gun turrets. On the wall, a carved snake decorated the room*
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