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 Posted: Sun Dec 21, 2008 7:40 pm
Aurelio laughed.
"They'll rebuild it. They have the technology. They can make it better, faster, stronger."
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Posted: Sun Dec 21, 2008 7:44 pm
Kate stiffened. "Impossible," she accused. "You can't improve perfection. That vehicle was perfection." Kate sniffed, but the iron in her voice was evident. She was obviously very adamant about her vehicle, and very loving of the object.
"So," Kate said, leaving no room for argument, "did Sheo... did she say why my apartment would be such a great place to stay?"
The woman didn't seem surprised, or confused, she just seemed... inquisitive.
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Posted: Sun Dec 21, 2008 7:46 pm
"Like hell she did! She just said it was better than our former hideout."
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Posted: Sun Dec 21, 2008 7:55 pm
Kate cursed. "That idiot woman; she thinks she can control my life and interfere with my home!"
Then, shaking her head miserably, Kate began walking over to a bronze statue next to the television.
Suddenly, the windows broke as a tear gas grenade was launched inside of the apartment. Kate cursed again and opened the mouth of the statue (of a naked man) and pressed a button inside.
The windows of the apartment immediately sealed with metal sheets protecting them, and steel bars closed down on the door, preventing entry or exit.
The tear gas was spreading, but Kate had it covered. She ran to the sofa, flipped it, and crawled into a manhole-like opening, down the rungs of a ladder, and disappeared into some room beyond.
She didn't wait to see if Aurelio and the others would follow.
((I'll play as some NPC Carrasquillo (sp) Lab grunts for a while, if you don't mind. You can play as some too, for all I care.))
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Posted: Sun Dec 21, 2008 8:12 pm
(F*** CL!)
"Freakin' CL!"
Aurelio grew angry.
"I'm lucky none of these computer parts are open, but that makes my life my first priority. Why did you block the windows? How else is the gas supposed to escape? Don't you at least know grade school physics?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 21, 2008 8:17 pm
Kate poked her head back up out of the manhole and blinked. "The gas floats, doesn't it? The metal is to block bullets. Now get down here!" Then she was gone again.
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Posted: Sun Dec 21, 2008 8:20 pm
Aurelio sighed.
"Those computer parts had damn well better be intact when I come back up, or you can say goodbye to your credit rating."
He ran to the manhole, and climbed down.
"Well, what now?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 21, 2008 8:37 pm
"Go get your stupid computer parts," Kate called back up to him. She was currently entering in a security code on a touch screen keypad, which was attached to a solid steel vault door.
"I have a bunker down here with... lot's of stuff. The parts'll be safe here," she murmured, already gaining access and walking inside.
"And hurry," she called out from the bright room, "the door closes in sixty seconds."
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Posted: Mon Dec 22, 2008 4:07 pm
"Can do!"
Fifty-nine seconds later, Aurelio got back to the bunker with his parts.
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Posted: Mon Dec 22, 2008 5:12 pm
Inside the blast door was a large, rectangular room. The walls and floor were a drab gray, but the ceiling was painted white or was unpainted at all. The room was large - the whole floor was taken up by the bunker. Roomy doorways lead to different parts of the bunker, as well.
For that room, there was a table standing in the middle of the room, and against one unused wall, a computer terminal sat, turned off. Three doorways were each on a different side of the wall from the computer - one was the blast door, and the other two each led elsewhere.
All in all, in the bunker, there was the empty room with the table, there was an armory, a restroom, a dormitory (just a row of bunks), a kitchen, a library, and a room that was, unlike the rest of the rooms, carpeted.
The carpeted room was like a living room, except that there was no television. Cushy sofas lined the walls, and there were mahogany coffee and end tables, and a large map covered an entire wall. There was also an artificial fireplace, which created no smoke, and there was a shelf full of board games, cards, two poker sets, and other various games for entertainment over long periods of time.
The armory was divided into four closed sections, three of them locked. The fourth was an empty closet of some kind, and there were also dressers and wardrobes in the dormitory.
Kate immediately walked over to the computer terminal in the first room and pressed a big red button. The manhole cover outside sealed itself and erased any trace of it being there in the first place. The sofa flipped itself back over, and to anyone who broke into the apartment above, it would seem as if the place was empty.
Kate had no idea how Sheo had managed to create the bunker, nor where it fit, for the floor below Kate's apartment was occupied by residents, and Kate told Aurelio (and company, assuming they came down) as much.
Then Kate was sitting down at the computer, opening up security systems. It was, overall, much more secure than possibly the entire CL laboratories.
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Posted: Mon Dec 22, 2008 8:52 pm
"I can't think of a way she could, either. My experience is with Electronics, not Architechtute."
Kate's phone rang.
(Answer it, it's Daisuke!)
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Posted: Mon Dec 22, 2008 9:13 pm
Kate froze. She didn't have a phone, not down there. The cell phone was laying on the table, and Kate had never seen the device in here life.
Quickly, without hesitation, Kate crushed the phone with her fist. Then she took the chip from within and entered it into a slot on the computer.
Then Kate had to get out an instruction manual, look up 'cell tracer' (the manual was from Sheo), then click the appropriate colorful icon and BAM; the number calling was traced. Sheo hit another button and the computer terminal redialed the number as if it were a phone itself; when (if) it answered, it would be on speaker and the call, if possible, would be automatically traced, along with the entire conversation being automatically recorded.
Of course, Kate didn't know that last bit, but it was Sheo's device, not hers.
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Posted: Mon Dec 22, 2008 9:19 pm
A voice speaking in japanese spoke.
<"Aurelio-kun? We'll be there in a few hours.">
Aurelio responded, also in japanese.
<"Daisuke-san! That's awesome! That should give us plenty of time to prepare. Thanks! Later!">
Aurelio ended the call.
"Do you understand japanese?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 22, 2008 9:40 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 22, 2008 10:28 pm
Aurelio sighed. He hated being a translator, but it was necessary, and it wasn't much of a translation.
"That," Aurelio began, pointing to the remains of Sheo's phone, "was Sheo's phone. And the call was from my friend in the yakuza, or japanese mafia, and they'll be here in a few hours."
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