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 Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 1:26 pm
*Appearing on a rooftop a few buildings away from the town hall, Azraels eyes widened as he surveyed the damage in the streets below. Camarilla agents ran around everywhere, shepherding canites away and kine into managable areas, likely to be mind wiped. He smirked, his own exploits in his youth had led to numerous 'clean ups' like this.
The fact that this was the scene that greeted him, instantly kicked up Azraels suspicion another few notches. Deciding it was best to get inside the HQ unannounced he closed his eyes, and set his disciplines to work.
Quietus became active, and shadows swirled around his feet. They snaked up his body and covered him in a shadowy mantle, leaving him clothed in a ninja like garb. The 'uniform' was complete with Sabbat insignias, he may as well be undercover as well as disguised. Then he channelled Kagu to block out his aura, and mental presence, now any guards he ran into would have no way of knowing who he was.
Flash stepping towards the roof Azrael planned to enter through the ducts, wary to see if the rooftop held any resistance.*
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 3:04 pm
*The black out was much as others Az had been part OF, so it was all working as he was familiar with.
Everyone was so busy with the kine, an effectively obfuscated dark patch that carried silence with it wasnt noted. The ducts werent being defended since everyone KNEW where the hostile was.
All in all, it'd be an easy journey into the building*
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 3:08 pm
*A few more 'steps' later and Az was on the room, making his way into the air duct system. He was able to move quickly since his quietus would cancel out any bumping and clanging. At the first possible oppurtunity he would drop into an unoccupied room, and try and get his bearings on where he was, he hadn't been here that many times.*
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 3:26 pm
*First floor, offices. A long corridor of them. Most were empty, but two had people in them, desperately typing away - possibly media coverage. In the room nearest Azrael, acros sthe hall from him, a guy sat doing just that.
His name badge read: Darren*
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 3:33 pm
*Azrael eyes lit up with nostalgic wickedness at the sight of the name tag, he had his target. Ghosting in behind the man he would soon find an unsheated katana appear over his shoulder from behind, and come to rest at his throat. Shadows snaked out and closed the door, locking it. Quietus was dropped just enough that the man would hear words, garbled in a Christian Bale Batman voice, though a little easier to understand.*
"What's going on here? Try to turn around, or call out, I'll be spraying the walls with you..."
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 3:39 pm
... crap.
*The word was said very carefully and quietly around the razor blade at his throat, Darren carefully lifting his hands from his keyboard and leaning back INTO his aggressor to get space to speak without bleeding*
I dont know NOTHING man... I just do my day job. Some explosion went off outside, probably those Paddy bastards fault again... and next thing I know, we got suits everywhere and someone shouting about hostiles in the building. Dont know who, dont know where from, I just got told to carry on working so there's a normal flow of internet traffic going out of here while they cover up whatever the ******** going on.
Heard another explosion a while back from the boss's office, down a level. Dunno what caused it, just kept working like I was told, alright?
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 3:42 pm
"Paddy Bastards? and what do you mean again?"
*Azrael would give the man space to speak, but he would see the blade shimmer closer by milimetres, every second.
"Your boss? That wouldn't happen to be a man named Raoul would it?"
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 3:46 pm
Whoa there buddy, ease off... I'll answer anything you ask, I swear. I dont get PAID enough for this, not like the bloody DOOR guards who are ******** brown nosers...
*Darren was kine. And he was scared, the smell of it radiating off his body as he leaned further away from the shiny death razor*
I NOMINALLY work for Raoul, we ALL do, and yeah thats who I meant, but I never get to go see him personally, Im too low down. Bottom feeder. I just do data entry four days a week, thats all.
Two weeks ago there was some shindig going on across the road at O'Neil's and those irish wankstains let off rockets or some such in the street. Caused a RIGHT ******** mess and guess who had to help clear it all up and put the expenses and charges through? Me. This is going to mean SO much overtime again...
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 3:53 pm
*Azrael smirked, the beast in him revelling in the stench of fear. Sharply he brought the katana right back to the throat, leaving only enough room to speak, carefully.*
Oh Darren, I do hope you're not telling me you're useless to me? If you can't help me get further into the building then I guess you are..."
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 3:55 pm
I know where his office is, Im just saying I never get to go down there, I dont know him well. It aint like there's security locks, but would you PLEASE move that blade away? I'm not even TRYING to be difficult....
*Somehow, hazard pay was NEVER going ot cover this. SOmehow... he didnt think the company would be paying it out ANYWAY. He wouldnt be around to claim it*
I'll take yu there, alright? Just... back off and dont kill me.
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 3:59 pm
"I want to trust you Darren, really, but you people do silly things when you're scared..."
*Stepping back, Azrael shrank into Darrens shadow, if he were to look back all he would see in it would be a toothy grin where his mouth would be.*
"Better head there now, spit spot. Oh and please, try and remember it would take me all of about 2 seconds to kill you in a way so painful words haven't been invented for it yet."
*And so Az would ride 'shotgun' in Darrens shadow, the fanged grin hidden from all others of course.*
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 4:07 pm
Oh bloody hell...
*Darren looked back at his shadow and actually had the decency to quake with fear instead of wetting himself.
He pushed himself up slowly off the chair, grabbed a clipboard and shoved paperwork on it, then headed out and down the corridor.
Everyone was busy and elsewhere, making it easy enough to get to the main hall, then it got difficult.*
Oi! Where'd you think you're going? You're supposed to be processing!
Sorry sir, but I need the details from room 3B to finish the report. I cant send it out withut it, the data coding wont be correct and it'll just get thrown back at me by the servers - there wont BE any outgoing traffic.
Make it quick! This isnt an drill!
Yes sir...
*Darren hugged his clipboard t his chest and almost RAN down the corridor towards room 3B, then turned off and headed deeper, clambering over the wreckage of the corridor to the room Fenrir had ice'd over. Stepping into Raoul's office, and seeing the VERY recently exploded desk, Darren just stood and stared, mouth open*
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 4:15 pm
"I've got to hand it to you Darren" Came the voice in his ear, "You did quite well, keep it up and you get to live."
*Azrael chuckled to himself and then surveyed the damage. Whatever the hell had happened it was over now, and the room was empty.*
"So then Darren, where to now? Don't tell me you don't know the evac plans, or at least how to get them..."
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 4:20 pm
The only computer I could have got them off of is..
*he held up a charred shard of motherboard*
...fried. Terminally. But, considering the path of destruction and the gaping hole? I think they went thataway boss....
*Darren gulped, pocketed the sharp shard of plastic, then climbed through the opening Fenrir had made and followed the trail down to the door at the far end, carefully avoiding standing on the spreading glyphs Fenrir started putting out.
He couldnt go past the door though*
It...locked? Something weird is going on... I cant open it. Its not my fault! Dont kill me!
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 4:22 pm
"What's behind this door? and don't tell me you don't know"
*Azrael eyed the door, and the glyphs, all very curious. Looking over the door he checked for structural weaknesess, Darren couldnt open it, but he probably could...*
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