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Posted by: CrazyHobo
« on: August 10, 2009, 01:13:28 am »
Shaking hands with his comrade, Viktor replies.
"War my friend. War. At first we thought, that Ascending Dawn was attacking us, but then it turned out, that someone else, someone unknown is trying to take us down. Carter brought an envelope from an unknown location, which tells, that the enemy is preparing to lure in a behemoth to this building, which I find rather impossible. It must be another fog in our eyes. I believe, that once Thugg returns with his team, he can tell us what he saw, then we can get a clear picture of what's trully going to happen"
With those words sayed, Viktor walks back into the interogation room. Vik needs to find out who these people are, what clan are they.
Posted by: Meldon
« on: August 09, 2009, 04:23:38 pm »
Nathan almost walked right past the bar, it had changed so much. When he left it a week and a half ago, there were not so many search lights, machine gun nests, sniper hideouts or barricades. It had turned from Fenrir's Fangs' bar to a fortress rivaling Lerwilbury.
He knocked on the door to be asked, "What's the password?" to which he replied, "We have no **** password, open the door before I shoot you." Before he could shoot the doorman, it opened.
On his way up to the bar, Nathan passed Fenrir's troops armed to the teeth, odd, he thought, for people at the bar. Something big's going on.
Upon entering the bar, he gave a quick salute to the surrounding officers, then grasped Viktor's hand. "Hey Comrade, long time no see. What the Hell is going on here?"
Posted by: Superchaos2585
« on: August 09, 2009, 04:06:58 pm »
Sam, after doing some thinking, returns to the bar Advil bottle in hand.
"Hey Vik, hey Carter..."
He takes a seat next to Carter.
"What's this?" Sam asks pointing to the blood-stained envelope
Posted by: TRHeadshot
« on: August 09, 2009, 04:05:00 pm »
Carter bursts into the room, lugging all of his gear behind him. He always hated ordering around lower members like pack mules... Who knows, one day they could be equals. His face is grim, stark pale, and full of urgency.
"James, Flynn... you've got to **** see this..." Draping his loot over a table, he lays out a large parchment in front of his superiors. "I found this within the bloody letter I found... this is bad.... real **** serious ****." He sighs deeply, apparently stressed out. "That, was just the beginning. That little 'distraction' of theirs has bought them enough time, for this...." He points to a diagram... "These documents... are war plans, supply lists, the whole shebang.
He slams his fist down into the table, half-drunk glasses spill out onto the floor boards. "The time on this document says 3 days from now... We must prepare for anything." Gasps of fear... and of excitement... circulate throughout the tight cluster of Fangs. Shotguns cocking, and machine guns being loaded all around him. "We need to set up defensive lines, and fortify the main gate. Our best bet, is to culminate in the windows, and just fire.
As Jack calmly polishes glasses, Carter stands up on top of the counter. "We are the Fenrir's Fangs! We have survived against insurmountable odds... we MUST survive this. Ascending Dawn shall feel our fury! FOR THE FANGS!" *Cheers, whooping* Cocking his rifle, he steps down.. affirmed.
Posted by: TRHeadshot
« on: August 09, 2009, 04:01:27 pm »
((TR, read the **** 4 last posts of the last page, we know, that this wasn't AD. And 500 soldiers? Don't you think it's a bit too much?))
Viktor turns to Carter, who relays the plans he got.
"A behemoth with longarms, supported by ordinary human foot soldiers? Hell, they'll just kill each other. Carter, where did you find this envelope?"
((Eheemm.... I meant the people behind this ****.... not who we fought))
Posted by: TRHeadshot
« on: August 09, 2009, 03:59:04 pm »
((Grumble...grumble but it was coooooo!!!! T_T Fine... but you owe me T_T))
Posted by: TRHeadshot
« on: August 09, 2009, 03:15:56 pm »
((Well, I wanted this to be epic? I can tone it down a bit...Pretty much, the zeds attack, the humies mop us up,))
Posted by: Sir Modemkill, Cyborg!
« on: August 09, 2009, 03:14:09 pm »
((Okay, now im confused, what the **** just happened? will delete later))
Posted by: CrazyHobo
« on: August 09, 2009, 03:05:20 pm »
((TR, read the **** 4 last posts of the last page, we know, that this wasn't AD. And 500 soldiers? Don't you think it's a bit too much?))
Viktor turns to Carter, who relays the plans he got.
"A behemoth with longarms, supported by ordinary human foot soldiers? Hell, they'll just kill each other. Carter, where did you find this envelope?"
Posted by: TRHeadshot
« on: August 09, 2009, 02:59:47 pm »
"There is... one other possiblity..." Breathes Carter, beneath his breath. "They may not, in fact, be AD at all."
"What are you saying?" Replies Vik, confused.
"It may be yet another clan, leading us into war with AD, to reap the spoils..." He laughs emotionlessly, " This is all.... speculation of course. But you can't rule out the possibility..."
Posted by: Sir Modemkill, Cyborg!
« on: August 09, 2009, 02:51:21 pm »
James thinks for a moment "Keep them in holding for now under tight observation" James did not want to execute them yet, they may be usefull "This thing seemed off from the very start...If it were up to me I would send an emmisary to AD to see what we can find out, but that requires full counsil permission..." James stopped to take another drink of whiskey and stubb out his smoke "I don't know what is going on here but I don't like it...Step up patrols in the area and issue an order that any sentry cought sleeping on duty is to be shot on sight instead of taken to holding"
Posted by: CrazyHobo
« on: August 09, 2009, 02:38:40 pm »
Putting the paper back on the table, Vik turns to James.
"It's exactly what I thought. But what anyone find pricefull in these corners of the city? Listen, Thugg is taking too long, must have found something usefull. We need to establish a radio transmission with him."
Viktor walks to the radio man and tells him.
"Get Thugg and his team on the radio, I want a report on what they found"
Then he turns to James, who is once again smoking, then taking a shot of whiskey.
"What should I do with the prisoners?"
Posted by: Sir Modemkill, Cyborg!
« on: August 09, 2009, 02:34:03 pm »
"It's not good whatever it is, It does not exactly give much detail of anything but something bigger is definatly going on here" James takes the paper from his pocket and hands it to Viktor to read, while he waits for him to read it he lights up another one of his seemingly endless supply of ciggarettes Im going to need another lighter soon he thinks to himself as he pockets the nearly empty bic lighter.
Posted by: CrazyHobo
« on: August 09, 2009, 02:24:21 pm »
Viktor makes his way back to the bar.
Once there, he tells James from the other end of the room.
"They are not real Ascending Dawn soldiers. They are too afraid of death and you and I both know, that Ascending Dawn is a worthy enemy, that will rather die, then have a life of shame and embarassment. This is all a set up. A distraction from something bigger.".
James's eyes are the same as usual, but Vik is guessing, that James has already read the envelope.
"What does it say?" - came from the lips of Vik.
Posted by: Sir Modemkill, Cyborg!
« on: August 09, 2009, 02:15:12 pm »
As Viktor and Thomas make their way out the door James lights up another ciggarette then picls up the envelope that was taken from an AD officer, he opens it and reads the contents.
Team four.
Your orders are simple, you are to provide distraction to the local power here known as Fenrirs Fangs under the guise of their enemy Ascending Dawn, Several crates full of AD Armorments are at your disposal taken from our search earlier this year in their territory, wear them, The purpose of your mission is to keep suspicion from falling on the other teams as they search the ruins for it, we cannot let anything stand in the way of us finding it, you know as well as I what would happen were it to fall into anyone elses hands
Do not fail me.
No signature is given I don't like the looks of this... James pockets the letter and orders another drink.
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