2007-03-30

<Renegade> RPG Start!

<Shades> ::can play pretty much whoever XD::

<McGrath> :: arrives at Felony’s rundown place in the bad part of town that’s populated by her lowlife peers XD ::

<Countrykat> ::same here. lol!::

<Renegade> ::they are my minions! MINIONS. -g- or is what I mentally think of them as::

<Renegade> ((::can do MBI charas if y’all wanna go the good guy route for when Sagey returns too?:: <Fel> Shady, you are my minion. ::snaps fingers for her to serve her:: <Tony> I know I ain’t yer minion.  I’m YER boss. <Fel> Minion. Don’t talk back now and help Shady rub my feet.))

<McGrath> :: enters the place with a duffel bag slung over his shoulder. Takes in the scenerey ::

<Countrykat> ((::DIIIES!::))

<Renegade> <Scene>::for McGrath or anyone else who may be there, run down abandoned hotel in bad part of town. grrr bad! lot of the younger thugs who’ve run away hang out there, or kats lookin’ for ‘nip.  Ren’s “office” is there on top floor in one of the suites that’s one of the few places fixed up nicely.  rest is graffitied up, lot of windows busted out and such. electricity is rigged with generator or some other means.::

<Shades> (( ::snorks and dies:: ))

<Shades> ::is heading towards Ren’s rundown den of pwnage. Was told by Ren to come here to collect her dress (that better not be Dirty!)::

<Renegade> <lotsa gangstahs>::hanging around in the halls, or directly outside the place. know Shady so let her go on in. look at McGrath suspiciously though.  remember him coming by before::

<Renegade> ::it may have some cocktail sauce from shrimp on it -g- NO it is not dirty.::

<McGrath> :: walks by them, making his way upstairs ::

<Shades> ::doesn’t know how McGrath is, but is probably not to far behind him. Eyeing the strange tom since she isn’t sure who all works for Ren::

<Renegade> ::in her office suite upstairs.  sometimes stays there when in between apartments or what not.  counting up the pay so far made on the doubled ‘nip quantity at a desk::

<McGrath> :: knocks on Ren’s door once he gets there ::

<Renegade> Who is it? ::pauses in counting::

<Shades> (( <Shades> takeout! ))

<Renegade> ((LOL!))

<Countrykat> ((<Tony> If you’d have SEEN how she ate that shrimp in your dress you’d have freaked!))

<Renegade> ((LOL! <Tony> Don’t even get me started on the chocolate cake afterwards… ::shudders remembering the bad manners and open mouth chewing::))

<McGrath> Me.

<Countrykat> ((<Tony>::wails:: and the wine! She….drank it! you don’t DRINK wine!! You sip it!!))

<Renegade> … Come in then, Me. ::smirks. continues counting and writes in figures in a ledger. hair pulled back in ponytail, wearing usual get up without coat.  stacks of money on her desk::

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<Renegade> ((::busts up:: <Ren>::chugged it from the bottle!::))

<Renegade> ((wb!))

<Sagey_BRB> ((Back, oy.xd))

<Sagey_BRB> ((XD))

<Sagey_BRB> ((TY!))

<Countrykat> ((WB!))

<McGrath> :: enters the room, notes the money :: Get what you planned?

<Countrykat> ((::DIIIES!::))

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<McGrath> Trina_Korat

<Renegade> We’ve more than we know what to do with.  It’ll take awhile before the full amount’s in but so far so good.

<Trina_Korat> ((Thankies!))

<McGrath> ((M’oops XD ))

<Trina_Korat> ((Yes? XD))

<Renegade> ((<Fel> … What did you call me?!?! ::pulls out shotgun, aiming it::))

<Joseph_Forge> ((<Trina>yeeeeess Satan?  <McGrath> I’ve been called a lot of things, but never that….))

<Renegade> ((<Joe> Oh no dear… he called out your name… it means DOOM and DESTRUCTION for you!))

<Renegade> ((::diies::))

<Joseph_Forge> ((::diiies!::))

<Trina_Korat> ((DEAD))

<Trina_Korat> ::where are you, oh sweet husband of mine?::

<Shades> ::now ends up the door to Ren’s penthouse. Knocks on the door herself::

<Joseph_Forge> ::I yam in my office yonder ways my dear wife! muns all gag at moosh!::

<McGrath> :: notes the door knock ::

<Trina_Korat> ::oh, goody! I know on your office door then, darling. XD::

<Renegade> Who is it?! ::pauses once again in her counting::

<Joseph_Forge> ::and no..I can’t save you from MoDaD’s horrible plots…sorry::

<Renegade> ((LOL!!))

<Joseph_Forge> ::you know on it huh? I assume thats knock and I assum I say…:: Come in!

<Trina_Korat> ::pokes her head in:: Busy?

<Shades> Shades, here to drop off lovelies for you and to collect my dress.

<Joseph_Forge> not really. Come in. ::smiles::

<Renegade> Excuse me a moment, McGrath. ::motions for him to step aside:: Come in! ::starts putting the stacks of money now in a breifcase::

<McGrath> :: steps aside, setting duffel bag on the floor ::

<Trina_Korat> ::is carrying some papers with her:: Mark… showed this to me. ::gives him the memo that McGrath sent to Mark::

<Shades> ::comes in, mun won’t bother about clotheshorsing tonight. typical shirt and pants tonight and shoes XD for her. Walks in now::

<Joseph_Forge> ::blinks and hands it over, reading it and frowns:: Told them to not interfere? Why would they not interfere?

<Shades> ::pulls out a white envelope full of something, and offers it to Ren:: Part of the profits I have already. The rest will come in the next few days.

<Renegade> ::stands up and shuts the case:: You make anymore sales since last night? ::not bothering to introduce McGrath to Shady.  goes over to closet and opens it up to get her dress::

<Renegade> ::er my line before yours XD::

<Trina_Korat> I don’t know. But, it’s better this way. I rather we concentrate on the issue more.

<Renegade> ::takes the envelope and hands over the dress. it isn’t dirty but it’s a bit wrinkled::

<McGrath> :: is not introduced, remains quiet and still, the stance many mafia thugs and hitmen take XD ::

<Joseph_Forge> ::nods:: True. and if we’ve got the info in hand we can be watching for his return and nail him before he can get too far ahead.

<Shades> Profit is going really well. Better then I expected. A wedding full of ‘nip addicts does nicely for my pocketbook. ::takes the dress, glance sat it before folding it over a arm. Glances at McGrath a moment before Eyein’ Ren again:: …. Does your Harem have alot of toms, Ren?

<Trina_Korat> There’s… also something else…

<Renegade> ::opens it and grins seeing the cash:: Good.  I’ve got a lot more from where that came from.  I’m sure you’ve heard about the Triads trying to head off with that shipment of ours and me ending up doubling it. ::ha is happy to take credit for everything -g- even in front of McGrath::

<Renegade> ::then frowns:: He’s none of your concern.

<Shades> Of course I heard about it ::Mun thinks Enzo told her XD:: I’m joking, about the harem

<Joseph_Forge> ((brb!))

<Trina_Korat> ((kies!))

<Shades> ((K!))

<McGrath> :: takes out army-style combat knife in one hand and an apple in another. Starts peeling the apple, taking a bite every so often ::

<Renegade> <Enzo>::did:: <Ren> Just keep your mind on the job at hand.  I’m going to be keeping you busy the next week or two.

<Shades> Good, keeping me busy will amuse me ::and keep Enzo from pawing me::

<Renegade> I’ll have someone drop off another load for you later if I can’t do it myself.

<Shades> That’s fine. ::waiting for Ren to pass over her cut:: I’ll work to get the product out as quickly as I can. ::like when have I not?::

<Renegade> ((<McGrath> Apple a day keeps the doctor away.  <Shady> ::throws an apple at McGrath beaning him upside the head:: <McGrath> Meh. I’ve had worse wounds than that and didn’t see a doctor. ::arm suddenly falls off. bends down and reattaches it. munches s’more on apple::))

<Trina_Korat> ((DEAD))

<Renegade> ::after fully counting out the money, hands Shady her cut for that much:: See that you do.

<Shades> (( ::Cracks up:: ))

<Shades> ::pockets the cash, deciding that the broody guy could just stay broody and not introduce himself.:: right. Later, Ren. ::small curt wave then begans to exit::

<Renegade> Yeah later. ::watches her exit as she sits back down at the desk::

<McGrath> :: once Shades leaves, puts the knife away, pockets the apple core :: She’s going to be the medium.

<Renegade> She’s a psychic? ::smirks, putting the money Shady just gave her in a metal locked box::

<McGrath> The method of your rise to power, or your descent into failure.

<Renegade> And HOW is she going to be that?

<Renegade> She’s just one of my dealers.

<Joseph_Forge> ((back!))

<Renegade> ((WB!))

<McGrath> She was at the restaurant with you and the Katpones.

<Shades> ((welcome back))

<Joseph_Forge> and what is this something else?

<Trina_Korat> ((WB!))

<McGrath> She’s close to him. Too close for your comfort. You weren’t hiding it well that night.

<Joseph_Forge> ((TY!))

<Trina_Korat> Latvia. ::crosses her arms:: That’s where Razor was headed when I caught him at the airport.

<Joseph_Forge> ::Frowns:: you don’t think….

<Renegade> Hiding what well?  Look I made up with Tony. ::smirks and leans back in chair:: Figure I can overthrow him by getting his guard down about me and in my pocket.

<Trina_Korat> That’s what I’m afraid of.

<Joseph_Forge> mmmm….we’d not idea where in Latvia he went though to try and find him.

<McGrath> An alliance with him won’t be sufficient. You cannot take sides. Antonio and Enzo need to be put at odds with one another.

<Renegade> Why them?

<McGrath> A house divided against itself cannot stand.

<Trina_Korat> It’s not just that. DId you read the part about psychological manipulation?

<Renegade> And how do you propose I get them at odds?

<McGrath> ((<Joe> I’m not really what you’d call a “reader,” unless there’s lots of pics, and if they pop-up that’s cool ))

<Joseph_Forge> Yeah. Thats why I’m starting to think like you. YOu said Razor wasn’t acting like himself.

<Joseph_Forge> ((::DIIIIIES!::))

<Renegade> ((::diies!!::))

<Trina_Korat> ((;;DEAD::)))

<Shades> ( ::giggles:: ))

<McGrath> Her. :: referring to Shades ::

<Trina_Korat> ::nods:: I gotta tell T-Bone.

<Renegade> … how’s some dealer going to get those two at odds?

<Joseph_Forge> Do what you gotta do and see how he wants to approach this. I’m willing to send a couple of agents….you and me if it has to be…to find him and get Razor home.

<McGrath> He likes her. Let the relationship develop. Let son begin to think he can do without the father. Provide circumstances to support this. Then, setup father in a compromising situation with her. Son finds out, son enacts the end of the Katpone family.

<Trina_Korat> Hang on. ::takes out her celphone and heads out, calls Chance if someone wishes to play him::

<Shades> ((::waits to see if anyone will:: ))

<McGrath> <Chance> :: answers XD ::

<Trina_Korat> Chance, it’s Trina.

<McGrath> <Chance> Megakat Salvage, where the trash of yesterday can become your treasures today :: hears her :: Trina. Hi.

<Trina_Korat> ((::dies, Chance. XD))

<Renegade> ::snorks now and laughs a bit:: My, aren’t you devious.  Heck, Enzo already thinks he can run things without his old man.  Thing is, Antonio’s already got a girl according to Tony.  He and Enzo think that this she-kat bodyguard is more than a bodyguard to their pops.

<Renegade> ((::dies!::))

<Trina_Korat> Listen, I’ve… got something that you need to look at. Thing is, I want to bring Joe with me, but I haven’t told him yet about, well… you. ::means their identities:: Is it alright if I bring him along?

<Joseph_Forge> ((::DIIIES!::))

<McGrath> That’s irrelevant. It works to our advantage. Antonio having a girl on the side makes it better.

<Renegade> ::shrugs:: Well we’ll have to see first if Nightshade wants to even go for Enzo.  He’s interested in her but she’s playin’ hard to get.

<McGrath> <Chance> I uh…I can show up in-character somewhere if you want. I can’t really do a whole lot anyway… :: sounds depressed ::

<Shades> ;:will play hard to get until the mun gets  tired of it XD::

<Renegade> ((::dies!:: <Chance> Or I can show up out of character.  You know anyone named Mary Sue who can date with me?))

<Trina_Korat> :sighs:: I understand. Look, if you can, come to the Bureau. I’ll meet you on the roof.

<Trina_Korat> ((::DEAD::))

<Joseph_Forge> ((::DIIIES!::))

<McGrath> Assign her to be his personal bodyguard, attendant, house-maid or whatever’s appropriate. Give her incentive to be nice to him. It doesn’t matter if she likes him or not, as long as *he* does.

<Joseph_Forge> ((<Mary Sue>::SQUEEEEEEES! oh wait….I no want chance..hes dumb…. <Chance> ;_;  <Fat Mary Sue> I”ll take him! ::comes runnning…all 300

pounds of her!:: <CHance> O_O ::Flees!::))

<Trina_Korat> ((DEAD!))

<McGrath> <T-Bone> :: soon arrives in front on the MBI riding a cyclotron. Dismounts and fires his glovatrix grappling hook and arrives atop the roof ::

<Shades> (( ::dying:: ))

<Trina_Korat> ::tells Joe, drags him up to the roof with her. XD::

<Joseph_Forge> ::lol! is drug up there! will be waiting when he arrives::

<Renegade> Hmm… you got a point.  ::nods:: Thing is, what you think is gonna happen?  Enzo goes after Katpone, that bodyguard of his might finish him off… she… :;quietly:: she has this weird power.  Can shoot a bolt of lightning outta her hand.

<Renegade> ((LOL!!))

<Renegade> ((::dies CK::))

<McGrath> <T-Bone> :: sees the two :: How can I help you?

<Trina_Korat> ::gives him Mark’s memo::

<Trina_Korat> ::without a word, that is. XD::

<Renegade> ((<Joe> Can you do my shopping for me? ::hands T-Bone a list::))

<Joseph_Forge> ((::DIIIES!::))

<McGrath> When the time comes, you let me worry about her.

<Joseph_Forge> ((<Joe> I’d like a number 2, hold the onions.  <Chance>………. <Joe> NO I DON”T WANT A HOT APPLE PIE WITH THAT!! <Chance>……..::walks away::))

<Trina_Korat> ((DEAD))

<Renegade> ::shrugs:: Fine by me then.  What about Tony?

<Renegade> ((::DIIIES:: Your McDonald’s harrasses you about getting apple pies too? XDD))

<Joseph_Forge> ((I think they all do. XD))

<Renegade> ((EVIL.))

<McGrath> Enzo may kill Antonio, Antonio may kill Enzo. Regardless, neither will be unscathed afterwards. A few well placed phone calls and some incriminating evidence at the scene will seal their fates.

<McGrath> <T-Bone> :: looks them over :: Huh… you know, now that I think about it…

<Trina_Korat> Yeah?

<Renegade> All three of them?

<Renegade> ::meaning the Katpone boys::

<McGrath> He’ll be caught in the middle, not knowing which side to pick. If he’s present as a mediator he’ll have to choose a side. He’ll become part of the bloodbath.

<Renegade> ((<T-Bone> Now that I think about it, I’ve always wanted to go to Latvia.  I think Turmoil was from there. ::sighs dreamy:: <Trina>::shoots T-Bone:: <Joe> Trina!?! <Trina> That WASN’T T-Bone.))

<McGrath> With any luck, Enzo will take care of his sibling before this happens, but it doesn’t really matter.

<Joseph_Forge> ((::DIIIIES!::))

<Trina_Korat> ((DEAD!!!))

<McGrath> <T-Bone> Well, a few days before we tried to install a new computer operating system in the Turbokat, we went to check out something on a routine patrol.

<Renegade> And why will Enzo be taking care of his sibling before then?

<Trina_Korat> ::exchanges a look with Joe:: What was that?

<McGrath> Because once he’s convinced of his ascent to power he won’t want anyone else to be able to claim the top level position.

<Joseph_Forge> ::glaces at her as well. is listening!::

<McGrath> <T-Bone> We were checking out this abandonned warehouse where Razor got some strange thermal readings. Thought it might be a fire, but it wasn’t. So we landed and decided to investigate on foot.

<Renegade> ((<T-Bone> It was in the back of the fridge in the garage’s breakroom… an ugly foul beast that was once a harmless food item from when Burke and Murray lived there…. we battled the fuzzy, green, slimy beast but Razor got bit by it, smelled like rotten pepperoni for aday or two then went nuts.))

<Trina_Korat> ::sits, has a feeling this will take a while::

<Trina_Korat> ((DEAD))

<Joseph_Forge> You split up then where he’d be alone?

<McGrath> <T-Bone> Once we went inside, we were ambushed by a bunch of suited thugs. Mafia types. Nothing too hard or unusual, at least in our line of work, but for a moment there Razor and I were seperated.

<Joseph_Forge> ((::DIIIIES!::))

<Renegade> ::smirks and nods:: I can see that from Enzo… Heh, i’ll talk it over with him and suggest the idea subtly for him to get his girl by having her do whatever.  I can most likely pay Nightshade nicely to do it.  Or get Enzo to.

<McGrath> <T-Bone> I only lost sight of him for a few minutes. Which is what was strange, because they all abruptly left and ran away. I found Razor standing off in a corner by himself, frozen, like he was in a trance or something. I snapped my fingers to get his attention, and that worked. It was like he was distracted by something. i didn’t think much about it till now.

<McGrath> Your choice.

<Joseph_Forge> ::Frowning:: sounds a lot like someone got to him.

<Trina_Korat> Someone like Dark Kat… or someone the creep sent.

<McGrath> <T-Bone> He was a bit distant after that. I don’t know if someone said something to him or what. I haven’t seen him like that since he thought he’d hurt that elderly couple a long time ago…

<Renegade> ::chuckles now:: Once they’re all dead or in prison… I’ll be next in line to run things in their abscence.  Tony was talking like he was gonna promote me as high up as I can get.  :;wiiide grin now::  This isn’t as impossible as I thought it was.

<McGrath> Don’t get overconfident. If you’re discovered, you’ll be killed, or worse.

<Trina_Korat> This is getting worse. If Dark Kat’s done that to him and he’s personally gone to Latvia… ::shudders:: He could be helping the cause, too…

<Renegade> I won’t be.  I’m not stupid.

<McGrath> <T-Bone> Thing is, I have no idea how Razor managed to afford to pay for his, uh :: noting Joe :: traveling expenses. I’m not missing any cash.

<Joseph_Forge> if he’s working with Dark Kat he could have funded the trip himself.

<Shades> (( hey guys I’m gonna duck out. I desperately need sleep ))

<McGrath> <T-Bone> But if that’s true, then Dark Kat would already know our secret identities.

<Trina_Korat> ::nods: And, he may’ve tried to get to the two of you, but only got Razor…

<Joseph_Forge> ((mawww okay Shadey! Night! ::hugloafs::))

<Trina_Korat> ((nights!))

<Shades> (( I had alot of fun! ::glomps a;; around:: ))

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<McGrath> You should start as soon as possible. Further develop your creditability so you’re not suspected.

<Trina_Korat> That’s what makes no sense. ::To T-Bone’s statement::

<Renegade> And what will you be doing in the meantime?

<McGrath> <T-Bone> … I want to take a look at that warehouse again… but…:: noticing his buzzer going off :: I’m pulling two shifts. I don’t have the time.

<Trina_Korat> Tell us where the warehouse is, T-Bone. We’ll take care of it.

<Joseph_Forge> We can look at it if you want.  I told Trina we’d spare a couple agents.  Though I don’t want to cut TOO many loose. Especially if DK is gonna try to make a comeback. Though if our guess is right its all tied together.

<McGrath> <T-Bone> :: gives them the location :: Good luck :: leaps off the rooftop, rapeling down and landing on the cyclotron. Speeds off ::

<Trina_Korat> ::rubs at her eyes:

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<Trina_Korat> ((WB!))

<Joseph_Forge> ((WB!))

<Joseph_Forge> Lets get going. ::pats at her back and will head back inside::

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<Trina_Korat> ::nods, goes after him::

<Trina_Korat>  And, I better head to bed as Mom and Dad crashed over an hour ago. ))

<Joseph_Forge> ((::gives ChanServ a swift kick! ooh look! it worked!))

<Joseph_Forge> ((mawwww okay! nights! ::hugs!::))

<Trina_Korat> (Night all! ::loafs!::))

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<McGrath> :: wonders if his last post made it XD ::

<Joseph_Forge> ((Fel if your net ain’t acting up, you’re lagging by 7 seconds))

<Joseph_Forge> ((it made it Matt.  I think its her ISP))

<Renegade> ((sorry ’bout that))

<Joseph_Forge> ((lol! thar she is!))

<Renegade> ((had to attend to child a moment as he woke up and blanket was “gone” (fell between bed and wall) but he’s fine now.))

<Joseph_Forge> ((lol! mawww poor baby!))

<Renegade> I’m still wanting to know what position you’ll be asking for once I take over.

<McGrath> I’m not asking for a position. I’m only asking you to make the right decision.

<McGrath> <Warehouse> :: available for MBI investigation ::

<Renegade> So you say. ::stands::

<Renegade> <Hans>::available! is heading now outta the locker room, just got there and in uniform::

<Joseph_Forge> ::is it okay if I grab a free agen to tag along? Or what?::

<McGrath> By the way. There’s a hit out on you. :: turns away ::

<McGrath> ((Anyone timin’ out?))

<Joseph_Forge> ((I’m still good here))

<Renegade> ((I’m good!))

<Renegade> A hit out on me?

<Joseph_Forge> ::will grab Hans then if its okay to bring him along. Didn’t wanna tred on plotties :: Hans! you busy?

<McGrath> The Triad guard who you let see you ID’d you. They’re going to try to take you out, quietly. They’ve hired a professional.

<Renegade> <Hans> Noooo… why? ::smirks::

<Joseph_Forge> ((<Joe> I SWEAR ITS NOT ME! ))

<Joseph_Forge> I need a helping hand. Come on. ::motioning, heading out the front doors::

<Renegade> ::snorks:: I’m a professional.  I’ll be fine.

<McGrath> They hired me.

<Renegade> ((LOL!))

<Renegade> <Hans> Sure thing.  With what exactly? ::following!::

<Renegade> You? ::frowns at that::

<Renegade> I thought you were a Meg?  What’s the Triad doin’ hiring a Meg?

<Joseph_Forge> ::hands him a copy of the intercepted message McGrath sent.:: Read up.

<Renegade> <Hans>::takes said papers and reads ‘em over as he gets into Joe’s truck if that’s what they’re gonna go in::

<Joseph_Forge> ::it is! will let him read while he gets into truck and heads out!::

<Renegade> <Hans> As if things couldn’t get more complicated… ::says after finished reading::

<McGrath> I told you before. I’m not a Meg. I’ve been able to gather information on the Triads by infiltrating them as a hitman.

<Joseph_Forge> Oh it gets better. ::explains to him about the Razor stuff and what they are doing now by going to the warehouse and such::

<Renegade> So let me guess.  ::hands on hips:: If I don’t make the right choice that you keep goin’ on about, you’ll take me out and deliver me to the Triads, is that it?

<McGrath> They’ll see me with you at some point and know they’ve been had. This will further worsen their creditability. I have no intention of killing you.

<Renegade> <Hans>::sighs after the explination:: I can’t believe anyone could get to Razor like that… I mean… he’s Razor!  A SWAT Kat, he’s been face to face with ‘im.  And why’d they just get him and not T-Bone too?

<McGrath> <Warehouse> :: wow, there’s lots of these empty things around the city XD. Main door is ajar. Looks thoroughly abandonned ::

<Joseph_Forge> That we’re not sure about.  We’re not sure if they were going to and got interupted or what. ::will park outside and get out. Notes the door ajar. So long as its not an annoying lil buzzer going “door ajar! door ajar!’ THE DOOR IS NOT A JAR! ITS A DOOR! XD anyway….::

<Renegade> … how can I be sure about that?

<Renegade> ((LOL!))

<Renegade> <Hans> ::gets out after Joe’s parked. heads on inside, mun dies at door ajar::

<McGrath> There’s only one way :: takes out a black, semi-auto pistol. Pulls the slide back and letting it go foward, loading a round in the chamber. Hands it to her, handle first ::

<Joseph_Forge> ::heads on inside as well. grabbed a flashlight and turns it on so they can see in all the darker places as well:: Alright. so keep your eyes open. If razor got jumped here, we easilly could.

<Renegade> ::blinks, eying the pistol::

<McGrath> <Warehouse> :: is poorly illuminated. The dingy, dirty windows cast a sepia-like shade of light :: <Palettes> :: all of them empty, lay stacked in various positions :: <Ground> :: is mostly a concrete floor, with patches of dirt where it’s been worn away ::

<Renegade> <Hans> ::left the papers in the car.  pulls out his gun:: Right. ::says quietly::

<McGrath> You can end it now. Cut your losses. You kill me, you ensure the status quo.

<Renegade> ::takes the pistol, aims it at him, just to see if he’s bluffing.:: You’re willing to get killed for this? ::smirks::

<McGrath> I have nothing else to live for :: seems oddly convincing ::

<Renegade> <Hans> What was this warehouse used for, you know? ::quietly sticking close to Joe::

<McGrath> <Pidgeons> :: abruptly flutter out of the place as Hans and Joe walk in ::

<Renegade> ::removes safety if it wasn’t already.  stares at him, trying to read him. raises weapon to aim at his head where she’s sure there’s no BPV to protect him XD::

<Joseph_Forge> ::starts to answer then jerks and pulls gun up at pidgeons. one like to have lost his life XD breaths a sigh of relief:: no clue..yet.I”ll be finding out soon though.

<McGrath> :: doesn’t do anything, remains expresionless ::

<Renegade> <Hans>::whips ’round to where the pidgeons just flew lol aiming. huffs at being startled by birds::

<Renegade> ::flicks safety back on and lowers the gun. tosses it to McGrath:: I admire your passion towards your little secret cause too much to off you.  Besides.  I don’t want to bloody up my office.  ::turns from him now and goes over to her desk. puts on her coat:: Much less have the Triads send another hitman after me right now.

<Renegade> <Hans> Any idea exactly where Razor was in here?

<Renegade> <Hans> Which corner?

<McGrath> <Warehouse> :: upon further investigation, is revealed to be an old steel mill. As apparent by various machinery towards the back, and some old scorch marks, along with a large concrete basin ::

<McGrath> :: catches it and puts it away ::

<Joseph_Forge> Not a clue. Just look everywhere. Especially if you see a sign of struggle. ::moving on in. keeping gun in one hand and flashlight in the other:: Shoulda grabbed the rifle…::saying to himself. lol! coulda cliped on a flashlight::

<Renegade> <Hans> ::staying close to Joe still, looking around the dimly lit place:: Appears to have been a steel mill…

<McGrath> <Footprints> :: some in the dirt on the ground. One set it particular appears newer than the rest. It leads towards the back end of the place ::

<Renegade> ::takes up the case fulla money:: Find yerself a room, just not this one.  I need to go and see Enzo.

<McGrath> :: picks up the duffel bag he’d set down :: I’ll be across the hall. :: exits ::

<Joseph_Forge> ::nods:: and look at these. ::points flash light at the footprints. walks to the side of them to not disturb evidence::

<Renegade> ::exits after he does, locking things up.  then heads on out to speak with Enzo::

*** Renegade is now known as Hans_Lynx

<Hans_Lynx> ::continues after, avoiding stepping in the prints:: Wonder how recently someone’s been in here. ::in a near whisper.::

*** McGrath is now known as Warehouse

<Joseph_Forge> ::quietly:: recent. These tracks are fresher than the others. Note the imprint.  crisp and undamaged.

<Warehouse> <footprings> :: lead to a wall, disappearing into it. One of the footprings is partially obscured by the wall… ::

<Warehouse> ((footprints^))

<Hans_Lynx> Yeah but today recent? ::trying to guard their backs as best he can::

<Joseph_Forge> hard to tell…possible. ::blinks:: Well now thats odd….::noting the track, then flashes the light up at the wall to look at it closer::

<Hans_Lynx> ((<Joe> Mmm foot shaped Pringles! ::munches the trail up:: <Hans> That is waaaay beyond five seconds.))

<Joseph_Forge> ((::DIIIES!::))

<Warehouse> <Wall> :: only upon close scrutiny, looks like it’s newer than the rest of the surrounding features. ::

<Hans_Lynx> What is it? ::turns ’round and sees what Joe sees:: hoookay.

<Joseph_Forge> ::holds out his flashlight:: Unless you got some experience breaking and entering, hold this. ::holsters his gun::

<Hans_Lynx> ::takes the flashlight. does XD but figures Joe may know more considering his background::

<Joseph_Forge> ::lol! XD will run fingers lightly over the wall, feeling for any crack or something that feels out of the ordinary::

<Hans_Lynx> Question, how are you going to break into a wall?  There’s no where to enter.

<Warehouse> <Wall> :: a small crease can be found, kind of like a handle on a sliding door ::

<Joseph_Forge> ::smirks:: just like this. ::will grab the crease and try to pull door to the side::

<Warehouse> <Wall> :: slides wide open :: <Interior> :: is a well-lit, stainless-steel space, about 12ft by 12ft by 12ft cube interior. A large device rests atop a tripod. ::

<Hans_Lynx> ::eyes narrow some as they get used to the new light source there.  turns off flashlight. looooks into the room and at this device:: The heck…?

<Warehouse> <Device> :: looks similar to a movie projector. Upon closer inspection, an engraving can be seen on it. Reads as “EVAL R&D” ::

<Joseph_Forge> ::will walk inside and look at device:: now ya got me. I’m not much on electronics and junk. I just get into places and shoot things. ::smirks::

<Hans_Lynx> ::cautiously goes after Joe:: Reminds me of a movie projector… ::then reads:: Look. EVAL R&D.  Eval Corp.

<Hans_Lynx> This is the device McGrath mentioned in his reports.

<Warehouse> <Car> :: can be heard pulling up outside at the other end of the warehouse. Not where they parked ::

<Joseph_Forge> Must be. ::looking around and frowns:: Crud. Hans, move! ::whispered. will motion him out of the room quickly!::

<Warehouse> <Car> :: engine can be heard turning off and its doors opening. Two sets of footsteps approaching from outside ::

<Hans_Lynx> ::rushes out with Joe!:: Shut the door. ::whispers at him then finds ‘em a hiding spot behind some of the warehouse’s contents::

<Joseph_Forge> ::will shut the door and hurries over to join Hans in hiding, peeking out to see who’s comin’!::

<Hans_Lynx> ::still has his firearm out. put aside the flashlight at his belt which is still turned off::

<Warehouse> <Door> :: is loudly opened as two guys in suits come walking in, conversation already in process :: <Guy 1> … look, let’s just take care of this quick. The boss is already mad that we didn’t get the both of them with this thing <Guy 2> It’s not like it matters. They broke up, didn’t they? <Guy 1> Boss wanted both of em’ hit with it. He was very specific. :: both approach towards the secret door ::

<Joseph_Forge> ::listening. glances at Hans when they talk about not getting both::

<Hans_Lynx> ::nods at Joe, knowing who these guys are talking about and who the boss is::

<Warehouse> <Guy 2> It doesn’t matter! We’re going to be torching this thing anyway :: can be seen carrying a large gasoline can :: <Guy 1> :: opens the secret door, allowing the light to illuminate them fully. Can be recognized as Triads by those in the know XD ::

<Joseph_Forge> ::Frowns. spots the Triads!  confused now. glances at Hans again to see if he knows who they are like he does::

<Hans_Lynx> ::frowns now <You idiots don’t realize you’re nothing but pawns to Dark Kat…> mouths to Joe “Triads” and nods to the door ‘n all. has read files on these guys before::

<Joseph_Forge> ::nods to Hans then looks back. slowly draws his gun. knows they can’t let these guys burn up the evidence:

<Warehouse> <Guy 2> :: starts to pour gasoline on the device and around the room :: Did you bring the accelerant? <Guy 1> Of course :: takes out chrome container. Looks like a thermos ::

<Hans_Lynx> ::staying where he is. determined to get that device soon as these guys are outta sight.  tense. hopes he CAN.  thinks it’d be best if they think they’ve destroyed the device::

<Joseph_Forge> :::Frowns at the mention of accelerant. looks to hans and makes a motion. figures they better move now or the device won’t be there.::

<Hans_Lynx> <Crud… wonder what they’ve got as an accelerant…> ::doesn’t wanna get roasted XD::

<Hans_Lynx> ::nods at Joe’s motion, will follow his lead as he’s the Cap’n::

<Joseph_Forge> ::leads out into the warehouse some, aiming at the two thugs:: Alright hold it right there! MBI!

<Warehouse> <Guy 1> :: opens the thermos, taking a whiff of it :: Oh man, that’s the real thing alright. good ol’ fashioned napalm :: pours the jelly-like substance on top of the device ::

<Hans_Lynx> ::rushes out and stands near Joe, aiming as well::

<Joseph_Forge> ((<Muns>::palmface and start writing obits for their charas since MoDaD plotting their demise::))

<Hans_Lynx> ((::DIIES!:: <Hans> But… but… he called Trina’s name! Not ours!  She should be the one here about to go KaBoom!))

<Warehouse> <Guy 2> :: freezes, spinning around, still holding the gas can :: <Guy 1> :: drops the thermos, it goes clattering on the ground. He turns around too ::

<Joseph_Forge> ((::DIIIES!::))

<Hans_Lynx> Hands in the air and back up to the wall.

<Hans_Lynx> ::moving forward::

<Joseph_Forge> ::keeping good aim on one of them. eases forward along with Hans::

<Warehouse> <Guy 2> :: looks at Guy 1 :: <Guy 1> :: looks at Guy 2 ::

<Hans_Lynx> Don’t EVEN think about it.  ::keeping aim at Guy 2 if Joe has Guy 1.  worried they’re gonna sacrifice themselves for this::

<Hans_Lynx> ::has met some crazies in his day XD::

<Joseph_Forge> Step away from one another..and NOT close to that device. ::has guy 1!:

<Warehouse> <Guy 2> :: darts left, running with the gas can in hand. It’s still leaking out gasoline behind him as he goes :: <Guy 1> :: darts the other direction ::

<Joseph_Forge> ::will dart after the first guy!:: stop or I shoot!

<Warehouse> <Guy 1> :: running out towards where Joe and Hans entered ::

<Hans_Lynx> ::about how big is the Eval Corp device?::

<Warehouse> <Guy 2> :: with the gas can, running back towards where his car is parked ::

<Joseph_Forge> ::will run after!  pulling gum up in stride and aims at a leg and fires!::

<Warehouse> <Device> :: looks to be about 100 to 200 pounds ::

<Hans_Lynx> ::lol then rushes after Guy 2! mrrrs, doesn’t wanna fire and chance a ricochet shot ignighting the gas::

<Warehouse> <Guy 1> :: is hit in the leg. Falls down and rolls off one of the walkways, falling into the empty basin that once had molten metal in it. :: Gah! :: lands with a loud thud and sound of bones breaking ::

<Joseph_Forge> ::Cringes. peers down inside and looks to see if there’s a ladder down::

<Warehouse> <Guy 2> :: makes it to the door, and drops the gas can, and takes out a lighter, turning around to look at Hans :: Stop! :: ignites it, holding it up. The flame very visible in the low light ::

<Hans_Lynx> ::skids to a stop seeing Guy 2:: You drop that I’ll shoot. ::aiming::

<Warehouse> <Guy 1> :: can be seen crawling into a drainage pipe ::

<Warehouse> <Guy 2> Heh :: smiles, drops the lighter ::

<Joseph_Forge> ::will spot a side ladder and go down inside the basin.  going after the guy. will start crawling in the drain pipe after him and tries to grab his leg to pull him back!:: get back here!

<Hans_Lynx> ::fires a lethal shot at guy 2′s chest, aim isn’t the greatest so may be off::

<Warehouse> <Guy 2> :: is shot in the torso, and goes flying back :: <Lighter> :: in slow motion, can be seen falling to the ground. Hits the concrete floor, near the trail of gasoline. ::

<Warehouse> <Guy 1> :: is grabbed, tries to kick Forge away with his good foot XD ::

<Warehouse> <Lighter> :: slight breeze must’ve been blowing, as the flame flickers :: <Gasoline Trail> :: ignites! ::

<Joseph_Forge> Mmph! ::is keeked! wil try to grab both legs! lol! and pull!::

<Hans_Lynx> ::growls, runs to the side and the trail of gasoline further back from where the lighter is. attempts to swipe his foot at the ground enough  there to thin that part out, stir up dirt if there’s enough to head it off::

<Warehouse> <Fire> :: spreads fast back across the warehouse, heading towards the device. Is moving quickly, but he may be able to outrun it and save it…with help… ::

<Hans_Lynx> FORGE!  ::hisses and rushes now further into the warehouse:: Forget that guy we gotta get the device!!

<Warehouse> <Guy 2> :: clutching his chest with one hand, and slowly crawling away with use of the other ::

<Joseph_Forge> :lol! prolly can’t hear in that pipe….depends on how far away and if is in a basin and down a pipe….::

<Joseph_Forge> ::unless muns want him to hear then will totally hear!::

<Warehouse> <Guy 1> :: struggling ::

<Warehouse> :: prolly XD ::

<Warehouse> <Fire> :: right behind Hans XD ::

<Hans_Lynx> ::rushes, reaches the device and attempts to pick it up off the tripod:: UGH! ::heavy! lifts it but can’t carry it:: FORGE!! ::lol the chara wants Joe to hear XD so mun is biased -g-::

<Joseph_Forge> ::hisses some and lets guy go and will crawl outta pipe:: WHAT?! ::eyes wide at flames:: awww crud….::will hurry to crawl out of basin!:

<Warehouse> <Guy 1> :: once Joe releases, continues to crawl into the pipe, disapearing from sight ::

<Hans_Lynx> ::slowly walking, or more like waddling lol with the heavy thing, that napalm jelly seeping down. gonna get a hernia:: I swear I’ll haunt you if I go with this thing!! JOE!!

<Warehouse> <Fire> :: as it passes by the many random palettes, ignites them as well, growing in size ::

<Joseph_Forge> ::will hurry over to grab it and help him carry it! :: sorry! geez! I was in a pipe for goodness sakes! ::carry carry! heading for his truck!:: We gotta get this thing out of here! and call a bomb squad when we do….::no like that napalm all over it. lol!::

<Warehouse> <Fire> :: engulfs that steel room where they just were… and now follows them as the device is leaking a napalm and gasoline trail behind them as they hurry away XD ::

<Hans_Lynx> ::huffs and puffs:: Less talking, more moving! ::able to hurry more now with Joe’s help!, glances behind them, quickens his pace as much as he can with that lol::

<Joseph_Forge> ::Will hurry to his truck and reach over with one hand to drop the tailgate and set it in!:: Lets go!

<Warehouse> <Napalm Chunks> :: that slide off the device and onto the floor behind them, errupt into small flame explosions of their own in their wake ::

<Hans_Lynx> ::tosses it in lol, running now to get in the truck, flinging door open and jumping inside!::

<Joseph_Forge> ::runs and jumps in truck, starting up and peeling out like his sis would! lol! gonna get some distance between them and that fire!::

<Warehouse> <Fire> :: doesn’t quite manage to reach them :: <Warehouse> :: is now fully engulfed in flames behind them ::

<Joseph_Forge> ::gets a safe distance away and skids them to a stop, turning to look at warehouse, then turns and sighs:: well..at least we got the

device…. ((<joes Truck> ::explodes!:: <Hans and Joe>::cough, charred black:: <Hans> you were saying…?))

<Hans_Lynx> ((::diiies::))

<Hans_Lynx> Keep driving! If that warehouse explodes and flaming debris hits it, we don’t have the device, much less your truck.

<Warehouse> :: will soon be a smoldering pile of ashes ::

<Joseph_Forge> We should be safe here.  Its mostly dying out.  ::watching in the rearview::besides…we don’t need to take this thing into the main part of the city. not with napalm all over us and it. we need to call the fire department and find someone that can get it off of us and it without damaging it.  I’m sure Mark doesn’t want us tracking Napalm in the bureau either.

<Hans_Lynx> ::nods:: Want me to contact them or you?

<Warehouse> <Napalm> :: residue is like molasses ::

<Joseph_Forge> You go ahead. I’m driving. ::smirks::

<Hans_Lynx> ::pulls out radio comm and contacts the fire dept.! gives them a location to meet them at that’s safe for the removal of the napalm which he asks of Joe to give::

<Warehouse> ((And, that’s probably all you’ve got the energy for XD ))

<Hans_Lynx> ((lol I’m still awake. -g-))

<Joseph_Forge> ((I’m still here for a bit. Not a super long time but I’m still here!))

<Joseph_Forge> ::will give a remote dock by some more of those infamous warehouses.  parking out there in case things get bad and they have to dive in the water::

<Warehouse> <Fire Dept> :: arrives on the scene then, taking care of the warehouse in the BG :: <Fire Marshall> :: approaches the two :: Water won’t wash off Napalm. It sticks to anything. We’re gonna have to use a solvent. Something natural :: holds up a can of tomato juice ::

<Joseph_Forge> Hey whatever it takes.  I’m not fond of napalm…at least tomato juice don’t blow up.

<Warehouse> <Fire Marshall> Your clothes are gonna have to be destroyed.

<Hans_Lynx> So long as you don’t damage the device go ahead. <Firefighter>::one of ‘em is Leon Lyons lol mun for heck of it having him do a small guest role. aiding in putting out the fire::

<Hans_Lynx> Well… good thing we’ve got a good budget for replacing uniforms.

<Warehouse> ((<Announcer> Hey kids, it’s special guest star Leon Lyons! <Canned Applause> :: applauses :: <Lyons> :: smiles at the camera, white teeth sparkle for a moment ::))

<Joseph_Forge> yeah the device is evidence. ::will get his guns out and lays them in the trucks back end with the device and his badge and such:: I might have some spare clothes in the truck.

<Joseph_Forge> ((::DIIES!:))

<Hans_Lynx> ((::DIIES baps Matt -g- mun might have Josie mention in LJ lol wants him to actually have been there::))

<Hans_Lynx> ::removes his BPV and MBI outter shirt::

<Warehouse> <Fire Marshall> :: leaves them with the tomato juice and a few other household beverages that should clear it out ::

<Joseph_Forge> ::will take the stuff! doing like hans there!::

<Warehouse> <Fire Fighters> :: leave the device alone. Are too busy taking care of the warehouse ::

<Hans_Lynx> ::takes a bag that may’ve been included to put his clothing and bpv in::

<Hans_Lynx> Ever cleaned napalm off of a device of mindbending evil before? ::smirks. got down to boxers in the truck. gimmie spare pants!::

<Warehouse> ((<Hans> This looks like a job for emergency pants! ))

<Joseph_Forge> ::did the same! putting  clothes in bag. tosses Hans some clean pants:: Nope. that one is a bit out of my expertise as well. But  i bet I know an agent that’d know how.

<Joseph_Forge> ((::DIIIIES!::))

<Hans_Lynx> ((::dead!::))

<Joseph_Forge> ((<Hans> Oh nooez! I had a blow out! Quick! the spare pants! <Joe>::Trying to get them unlocked from their storage compartment:: Razzin frazzin….I can’t get them loose! ))

<Hans_Lynx> ::catches and puts ‘em on.:: Who?

<Joseph_Forge> That new agent.  Gracie Patterson.  She’s an explosives specialist. I bet she’s know how to handle this stuff properly.

<Hans_Lynx> ((::DEAD!!:: <Hans> I knew I should’ve waited until I got home to drink that Mylanta and prunejuice for my … problem!))

<Joseph_Forge> ((<Joe> She’s an arsenic! ^___^ ::ah la sage!::))

<Joseph_Forge> ((::DIIIIIES!::))

<Hans_Lynx> ((::snorks!::))

<Hans_Lynx> Good idea.  I think she’s in today too. ::or she will be tomorrow night in mun time ::

<Hans_Lynx> ((<Hans>:;can relate to poor Feral not hitting the litterbox in a week. doesn’t think it’s funny either! it is a serious issue! emos about his IBS in his LJ in private entries::))

<Warehouse> ((::snorks ::))

<Joseph_Forge> Good.  We’ll get this to her to see. ::will use things the firefighters gave ‘em to clean rest of napalm off himself, then slips into a t=shirt::

<Joseph_Forge> ((::DEADDEAD!::))

<Hans_Lynx> ::needs no t-shirt! will redneck it and go in just jean pants. -g- no okay gets hold of another shirt and puts it on::

<Joseph_Forge> ((<Hans Journal entry> Day 10  ::sighs:: Yet another day coping with my…problem.  I sit and I sit and still nothing.  I think its tasha’s cheesy casserole…..I got my good ole buddy Milk of Magnesia though…::cuddles:: on a side note…Tasha said something about not sleeping with me for a few nights and going to her house…something about the stench. myeh..))

<Hans_Lynx> ((::DIIIIES::))

<Warehouse> ((::dies::))

<Joseph_Forge> ::once all is cleared, will take their leave to head back to the MBI! unless they still needed at the scene::

<Hans_Lynx> ((“It was all sound and no fury!” ::clench fist::))

<Joseph_Forge> ((::DEADDEAD!::))

<Warehouse> ((“Signifying nothing!”))

<Hans_Lynx> ::weary of going through town with alla that::

<Warehouse> ((I recall making that joke whilst reaind MacBeth XD ))

<Hans_Lynx> ((LOL!))

<Warehouse> ((reading^))

<Joseph_Forge> (<Hans’ LJ> Day 23  WHEW! Tasha fixed me right up!  Three drops of Phenylthaline (sp?) in my milk. I asked her what that was and she just grinned. Something about being the active ingrediant in Ex-Lax.  OMG! It worked! Now….how do you make it stop….? Location: Litter box))

<Hans_Lynx> ((::DEADDEAD:: Listening To: The sound of Riley and Tasha gagging and quickly packing hollering they can’t stand it anymore.))

<Joseph_Forge> ((::Rolling!::))

<Joseph_Forge> ((And thus the RPG goes down the toilet…))

<Hans_Lynx> ((Mood: Relieved))

<Joseph_Forge> ((::DEADDEAD!::))

<Hans_Lynx> ((::laughs:: Okay I think my energy as well as concentration on anything serious is now gone. XD ::going to head off to bed now::))

<Joseph_Forge> ((Icon: <picture of Mylanta Bottle> My Lan’s Mylanta!))

<Hans_Lynx> ((::busts up!::))

<Hans_Lynx> ((::hugs for you two:: Night guys!  Catch y’all tomorrow.))

<Warehouse> ((::snorks::))

<Warehouse> ((Nights))

<Joseph_Forge> ((lol! night Fels!::Hugs!::))

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