"Niel" Samuelson
New Comer
Wrath Soldier
Hatred is the greatest gift of mankind; mercy is a sign of weakness.
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Post by "Niel" Samuelson on Jul 1, 2008 19:32:36 GMT -5
Niel casually produced a knife from somewhere on his being. He gave the blade a long look, so that Linnea would be sure to imagine what it would feel like on the other side of that knife if he didn't get what he wanted. Niel sheathed the knife and turned a piercing glare Linnea's way. He ventured another trick from one of his manuals.
"I know what your thinking, Ms. Korpela. You'd like to know what would happen to you if I fail." The books all said that it put targets off balance if you 'knew' what they were thinking. "Well, you should venture a care to what will happen to you should you refuse." He smoothed back into his chilling smile, a toothful and grim thing, giving more weight to his glare. "Besides, what I want from you will put you at no risk at all. If you do it on the first chance."
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Post by Tuesday DeCastro on Jul 1, 2008 19:40:55 GMT -5
Truth be told, Tuesday feels a little apprehensive at the thought of being left alone for such a long time. She doesn't really mind walking by herself, but staying in her room and just waiting while Maeve and Alexei get the weapons and wait for her...that makes her nervous. She hides it well though.
She looks at Alexei. "Oh, I thought you knew where it was. You just take the first left after the hotel," She says, pointing in the direction that the road to take a left on is. "And take that road all the way down, then take the fourth right, the warehouse is a little way down that road, big stone building, looks a little run down, you can't miss it."
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Post by Linnea Korpela on Jul 1, 2008 19:42:31 GMT -5
Linnea looked at him with a look that was nearly comparable to Niel's own. "Actually that wasn't what I was thinking, and as for what you just felt compelled to tell me it isn't you I'm worried about it is Keito. He has put me through far more then what you can imagine. I'm a little more tolerable to certain things then you realize." Normally Linnea was very weak and timid but once pushed she can become someone that is quite the opposite. "And I'm sure what you want will put me at a great risk." She sat back in her chair and folded her arms over her chest. "I'll help you but you won't threaten me." she paused again. "And I'm not sticking me neck out very far for you. "You seem to take this very seriously. Your quite the different person then who walked in here. Perhaps I should think twice about who I let into my home next time. It seems that nobody can be trusted." She softened her persona as she sat there with her arms still folded across her chest.
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Post by Alexei Nacharade on Jul 1, 2008 19:47:14 GMT -5
Alexei nods slowly and reaches behind him, taking out his pistol from the waistband of his pants.
"You have a purse or something?" He asks, walking next to her, gripping it by the barrel and holding it out to her.
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Post by Tuesday DeCastro on Jul 1, 2008 19:57:22 GMT -5
Tuesday nods. "A pretty large one at that." She says, standing quickly. After a moment of looking she sees her purse sitting on the armchair that she'd tossed it onto earlier.
Picking it up, she peers into it, its empty enough, she accepts the pistol from him, and inspects it. "Is there a safety on it or anything?"
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Post by Alexei Nacharade on Jul 1, 2008 20:08:28 GMT -5
Alexei shook his head.
"Don't bother with that, just keep it ready. Look down the barrel and pull the trigger. I'm not sure if you've shot guns before, but don't bother with the sights, just point."
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Post by Tuesday DeCastro on Jul 1, 2008 20:12:42 GMT -5
"I have." Tuesday states, nodding. "I don't have the deadest shot in the world, but I'm alright." Truth be told, she didn't shoot much, not having a gun of her own. But there had been circumstances in the past when she'd learned to shoot, even though she didn't like shooting much.
She carefully conceals the pistol in her purse, before looking back to Alexei. "I suppose you'll be going...wherever you have to go to get what we need now?"
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Post by Jack Kruschev on Jul 1, 2008 20:25:09 GMT -5
(To Bambi Engel)
Anthony was working, and working hard. Things were not going as planned. The plant Anthony was working on refused to come to life, unlike as Anthony planned. Things were not going well. Anthony wiped his eyes and stood up.
Leaving his office, Anthony saw a rather attractive woman asking for him at his secretarie's desk. "I'll take care of this," Anthony yawned to his secretary. His secretary acknowledged this and returned to furiously typing on her computer.
"Please come with me," Anthony said as he walked behind Bambi. "Bambi, right?" He said, turning to face the woman. "I heard you were coming and can't remember what we were going to discuss. Care to enlighten me?"
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Post by Alexei Nacharade on Jul 1, 2008 20:30:02 GMT -5
Alexei nods.
"I guess so." He says and pauses. He isn't quite sure what else to say. It occured to him this was a rather dangerous undertaking, and she was being pretty brave about it.
"Be careful." Alexei says slowly.
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Post by Tuesday DeCastro on Jul 1, 2008 20:34:54 GMT -5
Tuesday smiles. "I will be, don't worry about me. You be careful, yourself." She says.
She looks at Maeve, wondering if she'll be going with Alexei or staying with her, before looking back to Alexei. "You'll call when you get to the warehouse so I know to leave, right?" She asks, just to reassure herself.
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Post by wyvernlord on Jul 1, 2008 20:35:37 GMT -5
Tyler watched as the meeting began. He shapeshifted into a human just a few minutes ago and could wait to begin the slaughter. He took his place in the corner of the room and made an announcement.
"My name is Tyler, and you're all about to die. Please do not run, you'll just die tired."
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Post by Dr. Lonnrot Kukkanen on Jul 1, 2008 20:39:28 GMT -5
I sit in my desk at Moscow and observe the outside world. I love this office, it's always so peaceful for some reason. True, noise came in from outside every now and then and that smell of trash was never completely filtered out, but the world was beautiful and Lonnrot loved his office.
I step into my coat and head outside. "Time for a walk," I tell my secretary as I leave.
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Post by Alexei Nacharade on Jul 1, 2008 20:52:12 GMT -5
Alexei nods at Tuesday. This may have been a lie, he wasn't quite sure what he planned to do precisely. He looked at Maeve to see if she was going with him, or staying with Tuesday.
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"Niel" Samuelson
New Comer
Wrath Soldier
Hatred is the greatest gift of mankind; mercy is a sign of weakness.
Posts: 30
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Post by "Niel" Samuelson on Jul 1, 2008 20:56:53 GMT -5
"When I walked in here, I wanted your help and was willing to look passed you not being human." Niel responded, meeting Linnea's look evenly. "Now, though, you are starting to look greatly like a liability to my operation and that is unacceptable."
He paced slowly, toying with his knife. A short flip, balancing the tip on his finger and back to a casual grip. He repeated the motion, refusing to blink first.
"Now, to my understanding, you have conceeded to aid me. You will do that by luring Keitoleinen out into the open."
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Maeve Cullen
Regular
New Objective Employee/Tattoo Artist
Cogito, ergo ink! (Translation: "I think, therefore I ink!")
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Post by Maeve Cullen on Jul 1, 2008 21:14:03 GMT -5
Maeve felt better leaving Tuesday alone now that she had a gun. "Yeah, Alexei's advice is good. Watch out for guys in gas masks." She stands, deciding to leave with Alexei. "You got any articles around I could hand to you?"
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