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 Posted: Sun Nov 16, 2008 11:39 am
*again the change of cargo in mid ocean, though the suit didnt seem to be there this time, making the process quicker than before, Iden unnoticed, before the black boat again took off for Duba, making excellent time and apparently with no tampered with cargo*
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Posted: Sun Nov 16, 2008 11:53 am
The process went exactly as last time. Iden moved from boat to boat. This time, though, he left a little something behind. A single brick of C4...easily enough to reduce the boat to splinters. It was set on a 72 hour timer, and would detonate once it counted down to zero if it wasn't otherwise tampered with.
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Posted: Sun Nov 16, 2008 12:06 pm
*As the black boat headed for Duba, something different happened this time. Another engine sounded in the water. Another boat - a Big one from the sounds of things. The black boat slowed as the hull of the other came into view. It was armoured, massive, and as black as the boat Iden clung to.
It came up alongside the black boat, the sounds of many feet coming on board echoing from above. Moments later, the little black boat rocked as more feet went ack to the larger boat. If Leila came out to see what was happening, she'd see just two men left on the black ship, evenryon else shepareded at gun point onto the larger ship. And then Mathieu would come down the plank onto the smaller ship*
Where are you, my foreign friend?
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Posted: Sun Nov 16, 2008 12:12 pm
The first sign Iden would get was the pressure in the water, and the noise brought about by the other boat. Being in the water himself, he was keenly aware of such things. His head tilted enough to see the approaching hull, and his brow furrowed in thought at the implications.
Liela then chose to leave her haven, in favor of finding another hole to nestle up in. It was a boat...there were no end of places for a small creature to hide. The key here was for the ability to hear...so a small niche at the bow sufficed well enough. From the crevice in the hull itself, Liela was all but invisible to traditional senses, while being able to hear everything on deck.
Mathieu's arrival did not ease the tension Iden felt in the slightest. If anything he was even more alert now that he knew whom it was that had arrived.
:: Where I choose to be. Quite the entrance. ::
It was all Mathieu would get. Iden had no intention of showing himself.
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Posted: Sun Nov 16, 2008 12:23 pm
That is not what I wish to hear, my little fish.
*Matheiu snapped his fingers. At the far end of the bigger boat, a loud thump was heard. A gun of some form, but.....
WHHHUUUMMPPPPP......
Depth charge. Fired out far enough that it wouldnt really damage either of the two ships. So what was the point then? The shock wave of course. AND the subsequent one that followed. ALL Cainites had enhanced hearing. And all sound carried under water. At the very LEAST the charge should totally disorientate Iden and make him lose his grip on the hull, at the best, it would practically knock him out. In the wake of the charge, four men entered the water in wetsuits, no masks, no heartbeats, carrying harpoons. They were coming for him*
I only ask nicely once.
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Posted: Sun Nov 16, 2008 12:30 pm
The sound of the splash had Iden curse to himself. Rather than allow himself to be so easily dealt with, Iden's grip tightened, literally crushing into the metal. He would not be shaken, not when his hands were tearing into the hull.
It took him a second to recover from the blast, but his reaction was instinctive. His hand ripped to his chest, and pulled a small grip out.
:: Trust me when I say you want your men to stand down. Only warning, my friend. ::
It wasn't a bluff. Iden was rigged up with enough C4 to blow both boats apart from where he was. And while he may be at the mercy of the ones with the harpoons, they were ALL at the mercy of his deathgrip.
:: Now...shall we put our respective arms aside and speak in a more civil manner? ::
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Posted: Sun Nov 16, 2008 12:34 pm
Then show yourself as asked, my friend. I did not threaten you until you refused, and now you threaten us all in turn. Come aboard, and we shall indeed talk.
*Matheiu seemed amused, leaning on the rail on the bigger boat, looking into the water by the smaller one. Maybe he coudl see IDen from there, maybe not. He watche don regardless, the men keeping a slight distance, but not putting their weapons up*
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Posted: Sun Nov 16, 2008 12:42 pm
:: I could argue this all day. ::
It was only when he was assured that he wasn't about to be shot that Iden lowered his hand, and returned the detonator to his pocket.
Slowly, he released his hold on the boat. He sunk just a little, before powering his way to the surface. He literally launched from the water, and sailed towards the boat. He slammed into the side with a noteworthy impact, before catching hold of the rail and slowly hauling himself aboard.
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Posted: Sun Nov 16, 2008 12:49 pm
This way, Brujah.
*Matheiu bowed slightly and made his way into the open hold of the larger ship, no one standing by Iden or levelloing weapons at him, the men emerging from teh water and moving away form him, as if disinterested. Matheiu went into teh darkness of the hold, flicked up the lights and sat himself at a table, facing something out of Iden's sight behind a stack of boxes*
Do come and join me. You will not be harmed.
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Posted: Sun Nov 16, 2008 12:57 pm
Iden stood, and shook off the water briefly. He still looked little like himself...he wasn't too worried of his cover being busted. But he was cautious for being in hostile territory. Even though he held no weapon in hand, and walked with the calm, casual manner of a man in supreme confidence, he was well alert.
I'm not worried for my own safety.
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Posted: Sun Nov 16, 2008 1:03 pm
I wouldnt think you would be.
*As Iden roudne dthe crates... he would see the Suit, strung up from the high ceiling, bleeding. His eye shad been put out, claws pulled form his fingers, stomach ripped open and back flayed to pieces. The deck was awash with his blood, his screams silent as his throat was absent, leeches crawling around the ragged edges*
Mind you... those that take from us and do not give back to the Family what they owe... we can be unkind, when necessary, Iden.
*Matheiu's strange eyes rested on Iden calmly as he raised a glass to sip from and leant back in his chair*
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Posted: Sun Nov 16, 2008 1:07 pm
Iden's eyes narrowed, and turned to glare at Mathieu. This was getting to be a bit much. Iden had a suspicion, but not enough to make it an open accusation. Not yet, at least.
So I can see. An interesting spectacle you've set up.
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Posted: Sun Nov 16, 2008 1:14 pm
It is never wise to remove assets form the Family. You were quite right in your accusation. And did I not promise you your target in turn? You are after the Setite who is making all this possible, looking to stop the flow of money into your home town thats funding the Sabbat activities you are fighting there. It took me a little to trace just what was happening to all the money of course. Turns out, it was this one here sending money to the Sabbat, NOT the Setite you were sent after. However... I will give you both if you so desire. Or would you like US to finish our friend here off in our time and save you getting your hands dirty?
*Mathieu's spaced out smile was sinister as he watche dIden, sipping vitae quite casually*
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Posted: Sun Nov 16, 2008 1:21 pm
Iden stood, with his arms folded over his chest. If he wasn't wary before, now he certainly was. It was nice that he knew he had his failsafe, but beyond that point, being put on the spot wasn't doing much good for him. His fingers were beginning to twitch against his folded arm.
I do my own work. If you've made the offer, then...
Iden's hand was drifting towards his handgun as he spoke.
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Posted: Sun Nov 16, 2008 1:27 pm
By all means... do as you please. He is your target, and you will only be helping us as well as yourself. Isnt that nice? We can all play happy family again.
*Matheiu stood upa nd walked to the door, looking out into the night with his back to Iden, letting him kill the Suit as he pleased with some privacy*
Then we shall go to Duba, yes? And you can press the trigger on the Jude and no one will ever know what happened here.
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