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 Posted: Wed Mar 31, 2010 3:36 pm
 Tamara
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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Tamara sat there looking around the room, the cold white walls and floor, it was a steril home that she was used to day in and out. A chair in the corner used for tourcher, she got up and paced around the room still topless. Eventually she pulled her cloths back on but some fresh ones from her bag before slipping out of the safe room carefully and headed towards the filing area hoping that some would still be intact. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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Posted: Wed Mar 31, 2010 3:40 pm
 Raven had entered the Penthouse with out setting off any alarms or traps. He looked around and nodded at all the things in the suite. Raven came to this place to dealer something, but it had to be handed off personally. He didn't have any weapons on him except for the switch blade. He took a seat on the couch his back to the door and waited with the briefcase in his lap. He waited for the one named Silver to show up. He took off his shades and started tapping on the briefcase hoping this would good smoothly.
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Posted: Wed Mar 31, 2010 4:36 pm
Silver Silver was glad to be home she thought as she rode the elevator to the top. She walked forward, and paused before the door, and dug from her purse a heat scanner. It was something she always did before she walked in after being away for so long. There was one source, "Seriously..." she breathed as she shook her head. She did not come into her position for being stupid or reckless, she opened the window and jumped out onto the balcony that connected to her penthouse, the jump was quite far for someone without training or guts. She slid open the sliding glass door and trained her gun on the back of Raven's head, "What the ******** are you doing in my flat." she growled. Him being there compromised her safety.
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Posted: Wed Mar 31, 2010 4:45 pm
Raven turned his head slowly toward her. "Ya know, you could have just came through your front door." He said in that deep monotone voice pointing at the door. He stood up with the briefcase and walked over to her. He didn't mind the gun that was aimed at him, because he was just doing as he was told. He knew the risk and with an expressionless face and kept his eyes on her. He raised the briefcase up between himself and her. He didn't say anything but his motion was that of trying to hand her the thing. His eyes looked down the barrel of her pistol. Are you going to shoot? He thought to himself. It was almost as if he was testing her, but even he knew the limits of pushing someone to far.
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Posted: Wed Mar 31, 2010 5:03 pm
Silver "A mere messenger in my house." she growled, "There are other ways of delivering things." she stood behind him with her gun aimed at his head. "You are no mere messengers though, the fact that you're here, unscathed tells me something." She glanced at the briefcase, "Who and where?" she lowered her gun. Silver felt slightly violated as this guy broke into her home, how many more would there be? She'll have to reconsider her securities and possibly killing the messenger to keep her home safe.
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Posted: Wed Mar 31, 2010 5:15 pm
"I'm only permitted to tell you that this is from Edgar." He said to her turning his head to finally face her. "He said his time is short and wanted you to have whatever was in here." Raven placed the briefcase on the floor and stepped away with his arms crossed. Edgar would always speak highly of Silver, but his life was coming to an end because of an illness. All Edgar wanted was for Raven to take some loyal men and serve under Silver. Raven had his suspensions but kept to himself. Raven slowly pulled out his phone to call his boss Edgar, but the message he received made him only stare blankly at the door. "I must go for some unfortunate events have occurred." He said but stopped to look back at her. "It was finally nice to meet you after hearing all the old mans stories about you." He nodded his head to her and left out the front door.
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Posted: Wed Mar 31, 2010 5:38 pm
Silver Silver was about to open the briefcase when Raven stopped short, she knew Edgar, she worked along side him and his guild of assassins for while. He had become a somewhat of a friend, though she didn't know of his illness. She wanted to tell his man to give her blessings to Edgar. She watching the man leave, she hadn't even caught his name. She shut the door behind him and locked the door. Silver glanced at the couch where the briefcase sat. She moved forward and sat at the edge, she ran her fingers over the case in thought.
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Posted: Wed Mar 31, 2010 5:47 pm
 Lance Terrorkall Lance had finally made it to his hideout which didn't look like much from the outside. the outside of it looked like nothing more than a few cardboard boxes. Lance moved them out of the way revealing a trapdoor with a lock and chains. Lance took the ring full of keys out of his pocket and fiddled around until he found the right key. after finding the right one, he unlocked the door and opened it. Lance hit a switch that turned on automatic candles and turned off his security system. Lance smirked at himself as he looked down at the winding staircase. he walked down a few steps before turning around and shutting the door behind him. Lance walked down all of the steps, counting along the way. "102, 103, 104, 105. perfect." Lance smiled to himself and flicked another 3 switches. one to the candles and security, one to the lights in his home, and the last one was to turn all of his switches into fingerprint pads. Lance sighed and sat down on his couch, watching the fire burning in his fireplace.
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Posted: Wed Mar 31, 2010 5:56 pm
Tamara
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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ After an hour or so of frustrated digging she found nothing of use, all the paperwork had been burned beyond use and tapes broken and ransacked. In frustrated anger she screamed slamming the broken down doors shut. She got up and dusted her jeans off and looked around the rubble. Shoving her hand in her pocket she fingered over the device Jace handed to her, taking it out she examined it closer. Tamara leaned against one of the broken walls and evntually used it as a seat as the memories flowed back, she watched ghosts of her past and memories as they went about thier day to day life. Where do i go from here? she thought to herself closing her eyes and just listened to the world outside as the skys opened once again pouring down around the world outside. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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Posted: Wed Mar 31, 2010 6:17 pm
 . . .Jace Lenstarrk. . .The soft clink of the spent .44 casing seemed to be louder in the now-empty warehouse as Jace sighed casually and blew away the smoke leaking from the barrel of The Enslaver, the red one of his two heavily modified magnum handguns. The broken bodies of who would have been calling themselves the Harlem's Hoodlums were laying all around him, their bodies broken and shattered. How unorganized these rabble were. He had been able to slip in undetected aboard a trolley carrying several dozens of liter's of malted liquor. He had arrived right in the center of their group, as expected, and with a quick smoke grenade and a few cherry bombs, he had popped out of the crate he was being moved in and had been able to quickly dispatch the entire group. Criminals, Minorities, disease-ridden degenerates the lot of them. This isn't how Assassin's were to conduct themselves. "Nothing more than hired killers..." He said with disgust as he took out a small packet of matches. He was lucky that schnaps and vodka were so flamable, he thought as he walked away casually down the deserted city street.in "I was afraid I'd have to buy some gasoline." He remarked innocently, his pupils reverting back to their normal human shape.
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Lunar Devoncroix Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Mar 31, 2010 6:45 pm
Silver Silver opened the briefcase and leaned against the couch. There were old correspondence letters towards each other, a necklace she had once refused. She bit her lower lip as she held the chain in her hand, it was silver with a silver pendent of a moon. She closed her fist around and held it close to her heart for a few moments as she remembered their time working together was like, he was a true friend. She opened the clasp and strung it around her neck, her fingers moving down to touch the pendent. At the bottom lay a sealed letter, the seal was that of Edgar.
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Posted: Wed Mar 31, 2010 6:46 pm
Raven made his way back. After a while he arrived at the mansion of Edgar. He walked to his room All of Edgar's men stood in a line down the hall if with their heads bowed. You could even see some with tears escaping their eyes. Raven pushed opened the door. As he made his way to Edgar's body the doctor was walking away shaking his head. Raven saw the lifeless body and knelt down beside him kissing his ring that was the symbol of his loyalty. After awhile he head up still with that empty expression on his face and turned to one of the most trusted men in the organization. Raven nodded and left, he had to found the Silver Bullet's HQ before the Order came in to wipe out the rest of them.
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Posted: Wed Mar 31, 2010 7:22 pm
Tamara
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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hearing some rubble fall to the ground Tamara shot up and ducked behind one of the broken down walls. Easily she slid a 9mm out of her boot before standing and aiming form the direction where the sound came from. She could see a figgure in the shadows. "who are you!" her voice demanding and cold. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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Posted: Wed Mar 31, 2010 7:35 pm
 Jason CrossJason finished his drink, he paid his tap and left. As he walked don't the street, he thought about his next job. "Ok, get in and out, simple enough, but man I really need to get funner jobs. If I keep up these low life jobs I will end up going getting rusty. Besides these jobs are a waste of my time." He said to him self not carring who heard him. He figured they wouldn't have any Idea what he was talking about anyway, so he kept walking past people. He paid no attention to what was around him at the moment as he got lost in his thoughts.
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Lunar Devoncroix Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Mar 31, 2010 7:48 pm
. . .Jace Lenstarrk. . .Jace stopped after a little while and answered his ringing cellphone. His ringtone, the Final Fantasy Victory Chime, never tired him, and he always needed reminding of times when things were simpler. He riddled off something in quick Spanish when he was asked for his voice recognition and password, and suddenly he was on the line with Sir Detrich. "I see, you were never the one to bullshit your agents on the details. She is ordered for extermination then? Right...No, I'll do it. This is my city for the time being..."He growled and smashed his phone in his grip suddenly, his eyes progressing further in their demonic state, the slate grey of his pupil suddenly flooded with a sea of red. He sighed and dropped the remains of his Nokia onto the sidewalk and drew Protector from his pocket. "I'm sorry...Tamara..." He muttered before he vanished.
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