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 Posted: Tue Aug 04, 2009 11:52 pm
This Rp is now OPEN!
I hope everyone is just as excited as me!!!!
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Posted: Mon Aug 10, 2009 11:45 pm
Kat stood against a tree in the park, and looked around. She saw a little kitten shake off a layer of snow as it tried to hide under a bench. Kat curiously went to the kitten and set it in her coat for warmth. "We felines gotta stick together.." she said softly. "I'll call you Snow.." She sat on the bench and waited for her her traveling companion to return. She thought about the other assistant that worked for her mother.. Tatum.. she had disappeared after helping her and Scotty escape. I wonder if she is alright... As she sat curled on the bench, keeping warm with the kitten as she waited for Scotty.
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Posted: Tue Aug 11, 2009 2:22 am
A man in black leather sat atop a hill in a park, a hand running slowly through his muddy blond hair as he stared down into the area. Slowly, his eyes searched people in the area, deciding who might be a threat, and who might have involvement with his mission.
Slowly, the military man pulled a bottle of coke from his jacket, popping the cap and taking a slow sip. His eyes lighted upon a girl sitting on a bench nearby. He stared at her for a moment, before turning away, and looking up at the tree behind him, quietly saying to no one in particular, "I should probably be gettin' to meet up for that mission."
A sigh, and roll of his shoulders, and Thrynnic 'Bad-eye' Kaine sauntered out of the park, wandering into a nearby cafe, and taking a seat, waiting for his partners who had the info on their target.
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Posted: Tue Aug 11, 2009 12:14 pm
Walking down the street, thinking about the mission he'd been assigned to, Graham Harper wondered who he would be working with. He had only heard about one of them, a Thrynnic Kaine, who had quite the reputation. The other was a mystery to him.
He took a left turn and continued walking. He kept an eye out for anyone suspicious, anyone who looked out of place. He stopped walking out side a cafe, having reached his destination.
He looked inside, and saw about 8 people, but one stood out in particular. He had blond hair and a black leather jacket on. "That has to be him," Graham muttered to himself. He smoothed his shirt to make himself look presentable, then entered the cafe and walked over to the blond haired man. "Thrynnic Kaine I presume?" said Graham.
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Posted: Tue Aug 11, 2009 12:28 pm
Leo was in his own lab, studying the cell fuse with two organism, the animal cell and the human cell, thinking if the gene of an animal can past on to a human genetically, giving the human the ability of the animal. Leo not quite sure yet so he took a sample of his blood and a cobra's he bought somewhere in africa, but it wasn't enough for him, he need more DNA from different subject and still need to hunt some human with animal abilitys
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Posted: Tue Aug 11, 2009 2:27 pm
Kat stood up off the bench, shaking off the layer of snow, "Well, Scotty sure is taking his time.." She looked down at the little kitten. "If you stay quiet and don't move, we can stay somewhere warmer.." She then walked over to the street, crossed it and entered a sweet smelling cafe. She sat down at the counter and looked at the menu. Her eyes went wide as she saw on the lunch menu.. Ohh, they have fishsticks..!! "Miss, I'll take 2 orders of this.." she said happily. She didn't notice the strange men that seemed to have gathered in a corner table.
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Posted: Tue Aug 11, 2009 2:44 pm
Terry woke up with a tremendous yawn. He sat up, stretched, and scratched his chin. He then looked at his watch. "Uhhhhh... that was a nice nap." Then he noticed what day it was. "Jeez, only four days? Weak." He sighed, remembering he had another mission for him lined up, and today was the briefing slash meet up with his teammates for this assignment. He got out of bed, and walked over to the table where he had the files for his partners, and looked through them for the umpteenth time. So we got a f*****t Brit, an a*****e sniper who has a tendency to disobey, and a snotty teenage brat. Joy, just what I need in such an important mission.
He got dressed, just now realizing he was nude. "Gah, I must've slept with some other bimbo again. I'm gonna have to get to the clinic one of these days to make sure I don't have anything." He put on his black wife beater, short sleeve hoodie, black slacks, socks and shoes, grabbed his knapsack that he kept all his mission essentials in, and walked over to his kitchenette. Grabbing a donut from a box of the counter, he refilled his flask with some scotch from the fridge, put it in his pants pocket, and walked out the door to the cafe he was supposed to meet his partners at. "This is going to be another long, sleepless mission," he mumbled to himself, opening the door to the cafe and walking inside.
He got in line behind some girl who seemed to be a bit abnormal. After she got done with her order, he ordered a cup of regular black coffee, and made his way to where "Badeye" and Graham were sitting, and sat down himself. He reached into his pocket, took out his flask, poured some of the scotch into the coffee, capped it, and put it back into his pocket. He took a sip of his coffee, looked up at the two, and introduced himself. "I'm Terry Richardsons, most people call me 'Freddie Krueger' because of my fight style. I'm here to do reconnaissance work and scout things out. Can't tell ya much else, 'cause half the time I'm drifting in between states of ocd and drunken stupor. If you need to know anything else about me, just look at my file. As he said this last part, he took off his knapsack pulled out a manila envelope which had been labeled in big bold letters 'CLASSIFIED,' but was scribbled out with permanent marker. He opened it up, took the contents out, and laid them on the table. After doing so, he took a long drink of his coffee.
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Posted: Tue Aug 11, 2009 3:06 pm
"Ai, I'm Thrynnic," the man said, holding out a hand to the Brit, his other hanging limply at his side. His head twisted about as he spotted the girl from the park come in, taking a second to see what she was ordering.
The door opened again, and he turned, spotting a man who quickly came over to the pair of them with a cup of coffee. He listened to the man's introduction, not bothering to look at the contents of the file, his eyes narrowing as he held out his hand to the man, "I'd be Thrynnic Kaine. Bad-eye if you're lookin' to say it quick."
He leaned over the table, a wide, mad grin upon on his lips, getting closer and saying quietly, "So what's our mark, Freddie, and how we dealin' with them?"
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Posted: Tue Aug 11, 2009 3:17 pm
Graham shook Thrynnic's hand and released it. Then, someone who Graham assumed was the third person they were meeting appeared with a cup of coffee. He explained who he was and a bit about himself. He pulled out a folder with something scribbled over on it with black marker. He put the folder on the table.
Graham listened as Thrynnic asked who they were all after, and Graham took a second to introduce himself to the both of them. "My name is Graham Harper, its nice to meet both of you." said Graham.
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Posted: Tue Aug 11, 2009 3:52 pm
When the waitress came back with the fish sticks, Katie made a slight unusual request to the waitress, "Can I get some warm milk in a to-go cup please..?" She then ate the fish sticks as though there wasn't a tomorrow and then stood up. A few moments later the waitress came back with the to-go cup filled with warm milk. "Thank you.." Katie only had a 50 dollar bill on her, though her meal was less than twenty. She set it on the tab pallet and then headed out. "He should be back soon..." she said to herself as she headed back towards the park. When returned to the bench she realized that Scotty was still not there and she was beginning to get a little worried. "Well Snow, here's a little treat for you.." she said with a warm smile, as she pulled the kitten out of the coat just enough to be able to lap the milk with it's tongue. "Don't eat it too fast or you'll get a tummy ache.." she giggled.
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Posted: Tue Aug 11, 2009 5:00 pm
Meh, neither of them read through the file. And I went through all the trouble of photocopying those too, Terry thought to himself, sighing. "It is good to meet both you, he said with a smile. He took another sip of his coffee, and produced yet another manila envelope from his knapsack. "This right here is a copy of the information on our subject. Not much is known other then the basics, but the higher ups are fairly certain that if we find him, we'll find the main target, so we need to bring him in alive," he explained, pulling the file out of the envelope. File"That is all that we know about him as of this moment, but there is a team working on tracing his location. Our mission, is to essentially 'tag him and bag him'. And as I know from reading ya'll records, this is going to be difficult since your preferred weapons tend to be lethal, mine included. Although, Badeye, this shouldn't be as difficult transition for you, since instead of regular sniper bullets, you'll be using tranc darts."
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Posted: Tue Aug 11, 2009 5:19 pm
Bad-eye listened to the man, taking a couple moments to read the file. After several seconds, he asked, in a voice that carried a weight very different from the one he'd used mere moments prior, "No harm allowed at all then. Good to know there is some honour in this job, once in a while."
As he waited for a response, he gave a nod to Graham, to acknowledge that he'd caught the man's name. His eyes flickered away from the pair of men with him, spotting the girl he'd seen earlier walk back out of the cafe, a cup of milk in her hand. His eyes narrowed as he tried to figure out why that might be, before he returned to the task at hand.
"Alright. I got some tranc's, and I'm good to go on this info... So I say we split up, and try to find this guy. Most likely he's in town, and the best option is if we all spread out to find him, rather than stick together... I'll take this area, you two decide which way's you're headin'. Contact me if you need me," The man said, standing and dropping a piece of paper with a cell phone number written on it on the table. With a nod, he walked out of the cafe, mind shifting between finding the target, and investigating that girl.
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Posted: Tue Aug 11, 2009 5:50 pm
"Alright then, we'll split up," Graham said. "I'll take a 30 block radius north of here. Before I get out there I'll return to my hotel room and pick up a couple of tranq magazines to take with me." Graham took a few seconds to enter Thrynnic's cell number into his own phone, then took off.
He walked the 5 blocks back to his hotel room and went up 3 floors. He unlocked his door and walked over to the duffel bag he took with him. He pulled out two special magazines, loaded with powerful sedative darts. Graham snorted. "Unharmed. Pathetic." He placed the two magazines on the inside of his jacket, made sure that the safety was on for both of his Glock's, then headed out of his room, made his way outside, and went north.
Graham considered hailing a taxi, but decided against it, on the basis that it was unlikely that a cab driver would follow his orders in the event that he saw his quarry. He walked in the area he designated to the others, starting on the first few blocks. He kept his eye out for anyone looking out of place, or looking like they didn't want to be bothered by higher authority. After about 20 minutes, he decided to head over to the next two blocks, and hoped that the others were having better luck then him.
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