RPG The Secret Society of Le Marc [M-LSV]

[tainted_blood]

Amaya stretched, then climbed out of bed.

[I]i've got to look inconspicuous for the museum[/I].

She pulled on a grey t-shirt and baggy trousers, before dragging a brush through her hair. Pulling her knives from the table, she strapped them round her where they couldn't be seen.

[I]Better safe than sorry.[/I]

She opened her door and strolled into the main room of the penthouses. Picking up an apple, she began to munch thoughtfully. She glanced up and nodded as Lai walked past. They'd be getting an early start today. At last, a chance to scout out the area.

[I]I'll feel better at ease after this.[/I]

[Redemption]

[COLOR=Blue][FONT=Trebuchet MS]Selene walked the outside of the museum with curious eyes. Raison's invention was marvelous for their cause. Just what they needed.

Her long pure white hair attracted a lot of attention from tourists, mostly Japanese. They came up and asked her for photographs in their language. She would smile and reply in their language and agree. It would seem suspicious if she didn't. Her hair and her eyes were her trademark - the Silver Shadow.

Some of the others were walking around inside, inspecting their parts of the assignment. Xander was currently seducing the museum curator and Robbie was working his charm. All was going to plan.

Walking around into the alleyway beside the museum, Selene let her eyes wander up to the roof of the magnificent looking building. Suddenly, someone came up behind her, a knife to her throat.

" So....the infamous Society is here..." a voice hissed from behind her. Selene's eyes narrowed dangerously.
" One with such a foul way of speech could only be an insect," Selene spat. She grabbed the attacker's knive hand and flipped them over. She put a foot on the attacker's back, pinning them down. " Why are you here, slug?"
The greasy-haired man squirmed under her foot. " You bitch..."
" That's no way to speak to a lady. You should know that. Doesn't your Boss tell you those things?"
" Heh. Its because of your kind that the Boss hates your Society so much. Because a woman is running it."

Selene pushed her foot into the back of the man, her heel digging in. " You tell your Boss that we are not intimidated by your threats. This is our territory."
" It won't be for long. You know your precious Guild that your grandfather made will soon be just another syndicate under him."
Selene kicked the man in the ribs, hard. " Remember who you are dealing with. I'm sure I could hurt you enough so that you could never reproduce." She brought up the man by his collar. " Go home slug!"
She let him go and he scurried off.

[i]Something's happening.....why else would he be here........[/i]

Walking back out of the alleyway, Selene rearranged herself and walked back to the hotel.

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[b]OOC: Come on people. Where's the creativity? Well, if you read my post, there is something happening behind the scenes. Hee hee hee. Now have your posts do something, and have something exciting happen. Get caught by the people, have someone hit on you, something. I'm letting you have free reign here!![/b][/COLOR][/FONT]

[Sakura]

[font=Verdana][size=2][color=navy]Lai was greeted to the morning by the first bright rays of light for the day. She stretched her arms above her head as she yawned, rolling out of bed she donned a t-shirt that was striped horizontally by two different shades of blue and black cargos. She checked everything in her bag and slung it over her shoulder, snatching the list of items off her table too.[/color][/size][/font]
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[font=Verdana][size=2][color=#000080]Lai whistled happily as she moved around the kitchen, making up a simple breakfast. Sitting at the table to eat, she thought about the plan that she'd formulated, she'd share it with Amaya before they left. Lai finished up and washed her things, putting them on the rack to dry.[/color][/size][/font]
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[font=Verdana][size=2][color=#000080]Lai was walking around when Amaya came out wearing a grey t-shirt and baggy pants. She nodded at her, but Lai held out the list. The items she already had had been scribbled out.[/color][/size][/font]
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[font=Verdana][size=2][color=#000080][b]"These are some items I think will come in useful. You should have most of the stuff here right, just pack whatever you can." [/b]Lai told her, handing it to her.[/color][/size][/font]
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[font=Verdana][size=2][color=#000080][b]"And we need to talk about our plan, so we'll do that when you've secured your items, k?" [/b]Lai finished, brushing past her.[/color][/size][/font]
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[font=Verdana][size=2][color=#000080]Lai opened her bag and pulled out her items, she frowned, if a guard opened her bag to check it, they'd be caught for sure. Lai laid out her usual black shirt that she would change into later and lay the items on it. Lai then wrapped the shirt up so it was like a bundle and put it back into her bag. Her guns and holsters didn't fit on the shirt so she opened her large thigh pockets of her cargo pants and put one in each, sliding the guns out of their holsters and into the holding straps in the pockets. The pants were specially made for her with enough room to fit her guns, and they also had holders inside so she didn't have to carry her holsters, put she prefered her holsters because they usually sat on her hips in an easily accessible place.[/color][/size][/font]
[font=Verdana][size=2][color=#000080]Lai pat her pockets to see if they would outline her guns, the didn't the pockets were quite thick so they didn't meld to any shape that she had in her pockets.[/color][/size][/font]
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[font=Verdana][size=2][color=#000080]Amaya came back out from her room with a small bag and put the list on the table. She had marked the items she had with ticks. They were missing one or two, but they weren't important, they had everything they needed. Next they sat at the table and Lai retrieved the hologram from where she'd left it, turning it on and setting it in front of them. Lai told Amaya her plan and Amaya wrote some things on paper to her, some of her ideas.[/color][/size][/font]
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[font=Verdana][size=2][color=#000080]When they'd finished planning, they turned off the hologram and set out.[/color][/size][/font]
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[font=Verdana][size=2][color=#000080]After arriving at the museum, they put on their tourist act and followed the group that was travelling around. Lai and Amaya were walking along when they spotted the exhibition featuring the mask. The two of them fell behind and was heading over when they heard a voice.[/color][/size][/font]
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[b][font=Verdana][size=2][color=#000080]"Hey! What are you doing?" [/color][/size][/font][/b]
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[font=Verdana][size=2][color=#000080]The two of them whirled around and saw a guard coming toward them.[/color][/size][/font]
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[font=Verdana][size=2][color=#000080][b]"You should stay with the tourist group or you'll get lost." [/b]he said.[/color][/size][/font]
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[font=Verdana][size=2][color=#000080][b]"Uh, sorry, my friend wanted to use the bathroom and we must've gotten seperated." [/b]Lai replied nervously, lying through her teeth.[/color][/size][/font]
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[font=Verdana][size=2][color=#000080][b]"I see, well the bathrooms are over here." [/b]he said, walking over to a hallway with a sign that read 'Toilets' above it.[/color][/size][/font]
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[b][font=Verdana][size=2][color=#000080]"Ok, thanks."[/color][/size][/font][/b]
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[font=Verdana][size=2][color=#000080][b]"I'll stay around until you're done so I can lead you back to the group." [/b]the guard said, standing in the hall near the door to the toilets.[/color][/size][/font]
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[font=Verdana][size=2][color=#000080]Lai and Amaya walked in. They sighed in relief and they didn't know what to do, the guards were very aware. They would have to break away later.[/color][/size][/font]
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[font=Verdana][size=2][color=#000080]Spending some time in the bathroom wasting time, the two of them came out and were led back to the tourist group they'd been with. The guard informed the tour guide that they'd gotten lost, and she apologised, saying she hadn't noticed.[/color][/size][/font]
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[font=Verdana][size=2][color=#000080]When the procision continued, the two rolled their eyes at each other and kept walking.[/color][/size][/font]
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[font=Verdana][size=2][color=black][b]OOC: [/b]Just taking one of Reiku's ideas about getting caught.[/color][/size][/font]

[Kairi]

[SIZE=1][COLOR=DarkSlateGray]Michael rose from his bedroom given to him by Selene the night before...he had slept to almost 3pm in the afternoon. His trip from Australia was exhausting...the job wasn't the easiest one to pull off. Reaching under the pillow to grab his two pistols which had been cleaned of blood that night in the mini bathroom attached to the room...he quickly checked the mag. and put them into the inside of his white/silver trench coat.

He didn't bother changing out of his clothes...cause...he didn't have any with him...only that which he carried on his back. Taking off the coat and setting it onto a chair...wearing only a black muscle shirt underneathe; Michael walked out of his bedroom to get something to eat in the common area of the hotel. [/COLOR] [/SIZE]

OCC: sorry that it's a little short...just wanted to introduce my character a little...the more important aspects of Michael can be read in my profile which I put up in the Adventure Square for you all to read. Danko again Reiku for letting me come back...since I am a co-creator;)

[Redemption]

[COLOR=Blue][FONT=Trebuchet MS]Selene sat at a large desk in the common area of one of the penthouses. She heard soft bootsteps come out of a bedroom. Without looking up, Selene greeted the person.

" Nice to see you up Michael..." she said, looking over the plans of the museum. She had a worried look on her face.
" Morning Selene," Michael replied back stiffly as he gathered some food for him to eat. " What do you wish me to do?"
" We have a problem," Selene said, finally looking up at him. " I trust that your assignment in Australia was difficult."
Michael looked unamused. Selene continued. " No doubt that would have been by the courtesy of Sergei Miranz. One of his slugs tried to accost me at the museum before and gave me a warning."

Michael looked at her with more interest than usual. Selene flicked her silvery-white hair behind her shoulders and looked Michael in the eyes with her piercing silver ones.
" What should we do?" he asked.
" I'm not entirely sure." She looked worried - worried for the safety of the guild members.

Ricco Miranz, Sergei's father, and Ethan Le Marc were great rivals in their day. Usually their rivalry was just competing for artifacts and who was the best thief. However, Ricco took their rivalry one step over the line. In one job, Ricco killed three thieves that were on the same job and came from Le Marc's guild. Ethan could not believe the lengths that Ricco would go to to claim the artifact. And now, Sergei took his father's place, and was even more ruthless than Ricco.

" Michael, I want you to get Julia, Zeddrick and Raison. I'll get Xander, Robbie, Sakura and Amaya," Selene said. " This will be dangerous."
Michael nodded and collected his white trenchcoat. Selene grabbed her silver mid-length trenchcoat with her H&K P8s in a gun strap.
" Lets go."

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[b]OOC: Ok people. Get attacked by one of Sergei's slugs. Then have either Michael or Selene come and get you and take you back to the hotel.[/b][/COLOR][/FONT]

[Sakura]

[color=Navy]Lai kept yawning as the tour continued, it felt like the thing was lasting forever instead of just an hour. She looked over at Amaya to see a look of boredom plastered on her face. The cheerful voice of their tourguide could continually be heard as they walked along, she pointed to several of the different glass cases and exhibitions, with the real tourists 'ahh'ing and nodding.

The group was walking past a large exhibition when someone jumped out, holding a gun at the tourguide and the rest of the group.

[b]"Kuta!" [/b]Lai cursed loudly, putting her bag down and pretending to get on the ground like the others had. She reached into her thigh pockets and pulled out her two guns, seeing that Amaya had drawn her daggers from their hiding places.

Lai watched the man, he was a slug, one of [/color][font=Verdana][color=Navy]Sergei Miranz's flunkies. He was looking through the group for them most probably. Lai took aim and shot, getting him in the kneecap. The tour group and guide cried out in alarm at the gunshot. The slug roared in pain and put a hand to his knee. The two of them jumped up and Lai tackled him to the ground, pinning him so he couldn't move. He had a look of anger and hatred on his face.

He smirked and moved his wrist, aiming his gun, but Lai leaned to her side, using her weight on her elbow to press against the vein on his wrist, he fought against the pressure but gave up, letting go of the gun with a mumble. Amaya moved from where she was standing and picked the weapon up. Lai reached over with her right hand that still held her gun and thwapped him across the forehead, making him unconscious.

The tourgroup got up slowly and stared at them. Lai slipped her guns away, as Amaya did with her daggers. She retrieved her bag and heard someone calling their names. Lai looked over to see Selene coming toward them.

[b]"What's going on?" [/b]Lai asked her, shouldering the bag again.

[b]"I guess you've already encountered a slug." [/b]Selene noted, seeing the man on the ground unconscious with security guards coming toward them. [b]"Come on, we're going back to the hotel to re-group." [/b]she told them.

They nodded and the three left, Lai and Amaya returned to the hotel but Selene disappeared, they guessed that she was going to find some of the others.
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[Gelgoog Pilot]

He had finally gotten away from that creepy woman in the tour group. Apparently she found him very attractive, as such she just wouldn't shut up.
[B]"My ears will never be the same...they feel as if they're pounding...ugh...how can I concentrate on this now."[/B]
Working quickly he began setting up in the small maintanece room he had found. Luckily he had heard the sweet hum of servers while the woman had been talking. Now his hands were busy booting up encoding programs and attempting to access the data net.

[I]Hmmmm it's not as if she was ugly...she was actually pretty good looking. Argh, if only I wasn't too preoccupied on this job, I've been meaning to find a girlfriend.[/I]

He was just bringing up some of the key information when he heard a creak. He dismissed it however, seeing as the room was full of noise. Besides, it was proabably a tour group passing by.

Behind him a husky yet still built man reached out for the scruff of Zeddrick's neck. When he grabbed it he recieved a jolt to the face. Before the man's eyes lolled off into unconsiousness he looked and saw that his target was the now broken laptop in his hand. "Funny." The man thought. "He looks more pissed about the computer than about being attacked."

[B]"Argh, God damn it Zeddrick... you have blades...why didn't you use them...stupid reflexes...now how am I suppose to work?"[/B]

As he finished his question he was answered by a loud gunshot not far off, obviously inside the building.

[B]"Oh shit..."[/B]

He collected his things in a whirlwind and bursted through the door, not caring if anyone saw him come from it. He turned a corner and plowed Michael over. As they both untangled themselves from one another Michael gave Zeddrick the update.

Nodding as if saying he understood Zeddrick started off [B]"We need to find Raison..."[/B]

[dMage]

OOC: My apologies for having taken so long with this, I have been busy with midterms, but all is over, and its nothing but smooth sailing from now on. It seems like we?re still in the same day, so I will continue were I left off from.
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[COLOR=DarkGreen][SIZE=3][FONT=Arial Narrow]Xander smiled wistfully as he glanced at his watch and noticed the time. If all was to go according to plan, than the oh-so lovely curator would be walking out of the cleverly hidden door to his immediate left in less than a minutes time. He smiled as he ran over the initial dialogue and the bridges he would form in this first meeting. Curator Viviana Wei, it turned out, was a sucker for smart men. She loved intellects, and while she was a bit active, a good discussion left her more impressed than anything else. This had only reinforced Xander in keeping the professor?s outfit. He was currently wearing tan slacks, with a blue shirt and a khaki colored coat. His glasses were a sleek rectangular shape, framing his eyes with a pensive and reflective look.

Just as expected, Ms. Wei walked out of the door, and he gave a small leap of surprise as she he saw her come out. Noticing his reaction, the curator gave him a warm apologetic smile, ?I?m so sorry about that sir, most people tend to ignore this corridor, and I?m sure my sudden appearance startled you? She spoke in a soft sweet voice, which had a slight musical lilt, due to her French upbringing. Xander couldn?t help but smile back at the lovely lady. ?Easy here tiger,? he thought to himself as he looked her over for the first time, ?there?s a mission you?re on, and you can?t be compromising yourself.? Regaining his composure, he smiled back. ?Oh no, there is no need for any apologies. I was simply so engrossed in this work of art that I failed to note the doors outline.?

The curator gave him a curious gaze as she moved over to the vase that Xander had pointed out. ?You mean this Etruscan vase??
Smiling inwardly, he moved forward with a small frown on his face as he contemplated her answer. ?Well, yes, this vase, but it seemed to me that it was an early-style Greek vase. I mean, there were no identifying labels near it, and seeing as the artwork uses a bit less of an angular motif, which, if I remember correctly was what separated Etruscan art from Greek art. Of course, you being the curator, you would know better than myself.?

Viviana broke out into a smile as he finished his answer. ?No, you?re right, its just that often, people tend to just look at art and really not appreciate it for what its worth, nor for its history.? Still smiling, she looked him over and with a quick glance at the notebook she carried in her hands and asked ?You know, its not often that I ever meet anyone who actually knows how to differentiate Greek and Etruscan art, and much less truly appreciate it. If you have no plans, how would you feel about meeting for lunch??

Xander smiled as he offered his hand to the beautiful lady. ?It would be my pleasure.?
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Whistling lightly to himself, Xander made his way back to the apartment, reveling in the fresh air and slight victory he had just gained. Lunch with Viviana in the museum?s restaurant had gone better than planned. He had established himself as an Art instructor from Berkeley, who was currently on a field trip woth some of his graduate students. Though he had a Masters in Impressionism and taught this course, he had always been fascinated with Greek sculpture and metal-work. She had eaten up the story easily enough, and they had spent the rest of the lunch discussing differences between Greek metalworking styles and those of other cultures. After the lunch, she had given him a brief tour of the museum, which she promised to finish the following day and maybe some dinner, if he was nice.
Feeling accomplished, he almost didn?t notice the tail he had apparently picked up. It was only when a small boy from Max?s gang.... a kid named Pietro if he wasn?t mistaken, bumped him as he went running by, dropping a small note. Bending down quickly, he picked up the paper and read it over once and continued on his way. Sergei?s men were in town?no doubt with the same intention as his own Society, and unlike the members of the Society, Sergei would use [I]very[/I] unorthodox methods to get things done. He was mulling this over when he noticed the tail, who was speeding up to catch up with him. Thinking quickly, Xander moved into an alley, looked around, and found a nook that he could hide behind. Waiting patiently, he saw the tail come into the alleyway, and then look around, wondering where his prey had disappeared to. Gripping the cane in his hand lightly, Xander watched as the tail un holstered his gun and walked down the alley cautiously. Right before he reached his hiding spot, Xander jumped out and struck the man hard in the shins. As he doubled over in pain, he slammed the cane against the back of the man?s head, knocking him out cold. He then proceeded to disarm him and bind him with zip the zip ties he always carried in case a situation like this presented itself. After searching the man?s pockets and only finding a piece of paper with a phone number on it, he got up, threw the man unceremoniously into the nearest dumpster, and then jumped into a taxi, quickly making his way back to headquarters.[/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR]

[Delta]

[COLOR=#FF5646][SIZE=1][b][i]To Do List
[STRIKE]1) Test Jason-kun[/STRIKE]
2) Shop[/i][/b]

Now that Jason-kun is out of the way, shopping has become top priority in Raison?s agenda. Due to time constraints brought about by last-minute tinkering with Jason-kun, she actually forgot to bring the one item she should have brought? a formal dress. The nearest thing she had was the white summer dress then she had on.

A boutique. Propitious. She walked in, expecting the undivided attention a pleasant saleslady who?ll sell her that lovely ocher dress on display.

[b][i]?Parakalo mipos milate Anglika??[/i][/b]
That voice.
Frequency 167.34, was it? Contacted her many times during her recent mission. After she beat him to Mission #9?s target relic, he has made it his hobby to show up in the most unlikely places and engage her in what often sounded like competitive repartees.

[b]?Deuce!? [/b]
He stood beside a rack marked ?New Arrivals?, puffing away on a cigarette with a lust for lung cancer. The piercing emerald eyes, the ruffled blonde hair, the cocky look. [i]Yep, that?s him alright. My goodness, he still looks like a cat,[/i] she thought. [b]?What the hel??[/b]

[b]?GET DOWN!?[/b]
Rest assured that Deuce meant nothing but the best when he clotheslined Raison to the floor. His full weight came down on her as they dove to avoid a volley of ammunition from across the street. Bullets and broken glass rained upon the display, ripping the [i]trés chic[/i] gowns into grungy threads.

Deuce leaned on a pile of shoeboxes as Raison crawled to his side. He murmured something like [b]?Keh. Snipers,?[/b] which merited him an elbow to the rib.

Raison took out a compact from her purse and surveyed the street from her mirror. [b]?Let?s see? We?ve two at 2 o?clock, another at 11 and,?[/b] she focused the mirror on Deuce, [b]?a thief at my right.?[/b] After a last pat on the nose, she threw her compact at the mannequin with the ocher dress, which prompted the snipers to shoot it down. [b]?Cover, Deuce??[/b]

[b]?Clever, Stellvia, but by any chance, do you happen to have a gun in that purse??
?What, and rob you of the chance to play hero??[/b]
With a gallant sweep of his arm, Deuce drew a .45 from his holster and felled another dummy. [i]Sergei?ll give me hell for this[/i], he thought. He advanced to the display window and opened fire. Six shots and the snipers were silenced.

[b]?Ah, Deuce. Didn?t know you love me this much.?
?Hmph. Now you do.?[/b] He turned to face her with a crooked smile on his face, the same smile she long ago said was cute. [b]?Besides, I?m not gonna let you die now. Not when I?m a relic behind your count.? [/b]

[i]Good ol? Deuce. Barely a minute after an encounter and the prick?s at it again.[/i] Raison made her way to the display window and examined the area. The boutique looked like something out of a war movie?very post-apocalyptic.

[b]?So,?[/b] Deuce lit another cigarette and picked up a wide silver box from the floor. [b]?Heard your team?s gonna crash the opening. You coming??[/b]

Raison sighed. [b]?That would be a negative.?[/b] Silk tatters were strewn all over the floor, along with bits of tulle and lace that came from the décor. What remained of the ocher dress was now riddled with bullet holes and looked more hoochie than formal. Damn those snipers! Ruined a perfectly good dress, they did.

[b]?Here.? [/b]
Deuce?s silver box, as it turned out, was for her. The cover was dirty but she could still read the boutique?s name on it. He opened it and pulled out the same ocher dress from the display window. [b]?My bribe. I believe it?s your size.?[/b][/SIZE][/COLOR]

[Redemption]

[COLOR=Blue][FONT=Trebuchet Ms]Selene's feet hit the pavement hard as she streaked along the footpath away from the museum and towards the hotel. Her weapons were clearly visible, but she didn't care.

Sakura and Amaya were on their way back to the hotel. She had received a message from Xander and Raison saying they were all right and on their way back to the hotel. Sergei's slugs had somehow gained the knowledge of the Society's workings and their plan to steal the Mask of Agamemnon.

[i]But how? All the members are loyal to my knowledge. Could have they had bugs in our room? Could they have followed us from the Society? Could they be at the estate right now?[/i]

There was just too mainly possibilites to contemplate at this moment.

Selene, not looking where she was going, ran across a busy street. A taxi came to a screeching halt. Hearing the sound, Selene reacted accordingly. Pressing her hand against the bonnet of the vehicle, she used the taxi's momentum to flip onto the roof. She landed easily in a crouching position. Many people on the sidewalks gasped in astonishment. They all thought she was going to be injured.

Standing up on her perch, Selene looked around when she heard the faintest click of a gun from one of the roofs above her. Leaping off the taxi, Selene tucked and rolled as a gunshot ran out in the street. The crowd instantly dropped to the ground. The bullet pierced the roof of the taxi and barely missed the driver.

Sprinting down the street, Selene weaved her way through the halted traffic. The sniper was following her, running across the rooves.
" Damn slugs..." Selene cursed. Running between a small truck and a large SUV, she stopped, losing the sniper.
" Idiot."

Warily stepping out of the traffic, Selene made her way back to the hotel, a bit sore in the lung department. Taking the lift up to their penthouses, everything ran through her mind as she gained back her breath.

[i]What should I do? Things are getting dangerous. I don't want the guild to become a guild of murderers. Should we return back to the estate? Things have become too much out of hand.[/i]

The elevator doors opened. Selene looked up into the face of a sombre Michael.
" I think you should see this."
Wondering what he was on about, the two walked into the main lounge area to find it trashed. Amaya, Sakura, Raison, Zeddrick, Julia and Xander searched through the room, fixing up things and tidying up. Shock was evident on Selene's face.
" They left something," Michael said. He gave Selene a note that had been left behind.
It said:

[i]Miss Le Marc,

A pleasure to know that you are visiting my territory with your loving guild members. I'm sure the one I have held hostage would certainly agree that this is a lovely place. I believe his name is Robbie. You know the deal.

You steal that Mask, in return of your guild member, safe and alive.
Always a pleasure doing business with you.

Signed,
Sergio Miranz[/i]

Selene growled as she tore up the note. Michael looked at her.
" What are we going to do?" he asked, already knowing the answer.
" Exactly what we planned to do."

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[b]OOC: Ok everyone. Start your post at the ball. Take your respective positions. Julia will be seducing the guards to the new exhibit before it goes on show.[/b][/COLOR][/FONT]

[Kairi]

[COLOR=DarkSlateGray][SIZE=1]Selene was quite upset at the fact that Nicholas and Robbie were now being held by the Slugs. She was determined to complete their objective and get that mask.

Michael agreed with her that they should follow through with their plans.......but...Michael had a different plan.

Everyone in the guild began to prepare themselves for the ball when Michael came walking out of his room fully prepared for what looked like a war. With gun holsters underneathe his trench coat, and two more clipped to his belt; all 9mm automatic pistols, two which were silent. And of course the duel daggers at his side, and the shotgun strapped to his back. Putting on his black gloves, Selene approached him in confusion...

"What the hell are you doing Michael...we're to be at the ball in 2 hours. I pray that you don't plan on wearing that to the ball..."

"Of course not...that's why I'm not going to the ball." as he continued to get himself ready; picking up the keys to his BMW.

"Then what the hell are you planning on doing then?" Selene had a high respect for Michael, though she only knew him personally...her father always spoke highly of him...in his abilities...and as a man. But she was concerned at his actions at the moment...

"Selene..." as he turned his eye towards hers..."I just got here...and I haven't been given any assignment in this mission. However, I do know that these slugs will never give up Nicholas once they have the mask in their possession. The slugs haven't seen me yet...nor do they know that I've come back. So...why'll you all continue with the mission objective so that they don't suspect anything...I'll find and kill the men who are holding Nicholas and Robbie."

Selene was speechless for a moment as the rest of the guild filtered out of their respectable bedrooms all dressed up for the ball.

"Xander...I need a favor..." as Michael walked away from Selene who was now deep in thought about the idea.

"Sure..." Xander had never spoken a word to the guy...but he seemed friendly and honorable enough.

"I need a list of all the contacts you got whom might have information about the Sergio and the Slugs."

"Not a problem...here...the met get a piece of paper to write on" as Xander pulled out a black pen. He began to right the names down for Michael as Selene walked up behind him.

"Are you sure about this?" she asked...concerned for him.

"Yes...you know better than anyone that they will never let those two go so freely. We've got to try..."

"And what if you're caught...or killed?"

"Then do what you need to do Selene..." as he gave her a reasurring look that he was going to be ok.

"Here you go..." Xander accidently interrupted.

"Thanks a lot man...I owe ya." as Michael showed the piece of paper into his trench coat pocket and began to walk out the door.

Finding himself in the parking lot of the hotel complex...looking at his silver BMW...he took a moment to focus his thoughts and energy, concentrating at the objective at hand.

[I]I will not fail......take care everyone....[/I] as he got into the car and drove into the city.

[I]I've got two hours to find them...and about four hours after that to free them. [/I] [/SIZE] [/COLOR]

OCC: I know Nicholas hasn't posted...but I figured it would be more interesting have both he and Robbie being kidnapped....

[Redemption]

[FONT=Trebuchet MS][COLOR=Blue]Selene watched uneasily as Michael exited the room. She never liked to see bloodshed, or be the cause of it. But when your life was at stake, things change.

Shifting her weight to her other leg, Selene ran over the plan in her mind. Hopefully there would be nothing to hinder the escapade, but knowing Sergei as he was, he never showed his full hand at first glance.

[b]At the museum...[/b]

The museum was extravagently decorated with elegant cream silk streamers and two magnificent looking candeliers. All must have cost a pretty penny to put up. Continuing on into the exhibit that was cordined off, the decorations became more and more elabourate. It was a gathering for the high society of Athens. Pity the main artifact on show had to go to Sergei.

Selene stepped out of a silver Porsche Carrera with the aid of her escort, a Mr Dane Azerish, one of the museum's curators close friends. Taking the arm that was offered her, Selene was escorted down the red carpet. Being careful to avoid the press covering the event, Selene and Mr Azerish made their way into the museum.

Dressed in a body tight, simple-yet-elegant black dress with diamonds around her neck and on her ears, Selene made sure that everything that was expected, was there. The guards at the front of the new exhibit. The security cameras. Where the tables of drinks and food was laid out. Everything.
" Are you impressed my dear?" the young man said, a smile on his lips.
" Very. The decorations must have cost a small fortune," Selene replied, putting on an act.
" Yes. They did."

Breaking away from Mr Azerish, Selene wandered over to get herself a drink. She always became rather thirsty on a job. Her grandfather would scold her for not focusing and allowing her body to take over her mind, but he would always relent - possibly not the best thing.

Campagne bubbled in the flute glasses excitedly. Selene gently grabbed a glass and took a sip. The bubbles excited her tongue and throat as the liquid went down. It was quite a shock.
" Interesting..." Selene said softly. Making her way over to near the entrance, she waited for the others to enter.

However, her mind wandered to Michael.
[i]I wish he was here so I could watch over him.....I don't feel like I'm doing my job.......I never felt like I was doing it, now that Robbie and Nicholas had been kidnapped.........I should have protected them.....[/i]
She continued this trend of beating herself up with insults mentally until another of the Guild arrived.[/COLOR][/FONT]

[tainted_blood]

Amaya walked in to the ball, wearing a long suit jacket an skirt.

[I]You wouldn't catch me dead in a dress.[/I]

She nodded to Slene as she walked past.

[I]She doesn't look to happy. Who can blame her? Two of her people have been kidnapped, and those slugs are hanging around. And to top it all off, we have to steal the mask for them, and Micheals going to get into a lot of trouble too. How much more can one women stand?[/I]

Amaya began walking to the exhibition, where it was stood, surrounded by fellow ballgoers wanting to see. She managed to sneak a glance through the crowd.

[I]Ugly thing isn't it? But it looks expensive, and its an artifact. Can't argue with that.[/I]

She scanned the area, looking for security systems.

They have a lot of security gadgets for this thing. But Raisons jammer would sort those. It was just up to Lai and her to get to the mask and remove it, without anyone noticing. The crowds would be a good cover, with plenty of people to merge into and disappear. But then again, it meant more eyes that could see the operation, and so more risk. The whole thing was a blessing and a curse rolled into one.

But they needed to get the mask, so they could get Sergies captives back. The operation had to go well, because two lives depended upon it, unless Micheal could get them first.

[I]It should go well though. After all, we're profesionals in this.[/I]

She nodded to Lai who was also scanning the exhibition. She checked her knives were all safetly strapped in place, beneath her suit jacket. They needed to get this underway soon.

[B]OOC:sorry it isn't much, not many ideas.[/B]

[Gelgoog Pilot]

Zeddrick was glad he didn't have to mess much with the ball. All had to do was get in, find his position and set up some simple programs to track the steps of the security systems. He smiled to himself as he sat down taking off the constricting jacket. Taking out his new laptop he had to outfit in a hurry he started to hook up to the network.

[B]"This should be a simple task for me...I always get the easier jobs."[/B] He chuckled.

He looke dto his watch and saw the reamining time before the device of Raison's would go into operation. He bagan to count down as it got close.

[B]"Five...four...three...two...one...bingo we have....what the hell!"[/B]

He jumped up with an astonished and confused look oh his face. All of his equipemnt which had just been humming with tasks went silent.

[B]"Oh....DAMN IT! That thing wasn't suppose to blind us as well! I better find Selene...or someone for christ sake."[/B]

He left the server room in ah hurry just getting the annoying jacket back over his sholders as others at the party spotted him. He changed from running into a hurried walk to not draw too much attention. Thankfully Selene was still in the main room with her date. He walked up to her, took her by the arm and pulled her away from him.

[B]"We've got a problem ma'am....We'll be running this blind..."[/B]


[B]"I thought you were going to tap into the system to monitor it all, and then monitor local police as well!?"[/B]

[B]"I was...it seemes that jammer was a bit too good...it traveled right through my link and into our equipement...I have the looping program established for the cameras...but its only a matter of time before someone sees things happening over and over again."[/B]

[B]"Go find and tell the others...We'll have to do this ahead of schedule..."[/B]

Zeddrick nodded and walked off towards the exhibition. Selene returned to her date for the evening, he of course had a concerned look on his face.

[B]"Are you ok? Do you want me to call security on him?"[/B]

[B]"There'll be no need dear. He was an ex of mine just a little jealous."[/B]

[B]"Oh I see..."[/B]


OOC: Take it away someone!

[Sakura]

[color=Navy]Lai was frowning as she wore female dress suit. She refused to wear a skirt or dress, and under her clothes was her usual outfit so she could change later. Her guns were in arm holsters now, being covered by the jacket she wore, she felt safe feeling their presence against her arms.

She looked around, looking in the direction of the exhibition. She saw Amaya a distance away and signalled her over discretely. They met up and Lai started to tell her that when the main commotion of the ball happened, for them to split away and go for the mask. Amaya seemed to agree with the plan and they seperated again. Lai picked up a glass of champagne, she wasn't a drinker but she did so to blend in with the other upper class people.

Lai looked around again, spotting the other members of their group, she found Selene amongst the crowd and she didn't look happy. Though Lai wasn't surprised, not a lot had gone well for her so far.

Lai jumped slightly when she was tapped on the shoulder, she whirled around to see Zeddrick. He leaned in and whispered to her about the problem they were facing and that Selene had told him to tell them that they would have to go ahead of schedule. Lai nodded and told him that she'd find Amaya and tell her, so they could change the plan slightly. Zeddrick nodded and walked off, getting lost in the crowd. Lai searched around for Amaya finally finding her she told her about what was happening, just changing the plan slightly. Amaya nodded and they stayed together this time, waiting for a good time to go into action.

[b]"We just have to bide our time until the moment's right..." [/b]Lai said quietly.
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