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Post by Scorpio on Sept 11, 2009 16:05:51 GMT -5
"Sorry if I alarmed you, your daughter was asking if I would be able to teach you or her some self defense methods that I know, pressure points and the like, all non lethal of course."
Joe finished off his burger as Thornton talked about the transport he'd arranged, and his offer for a lift to Hawaii.
"Well if it wouldn't be too much trouble I'd like to visit some members of my order in that part of the world, also I'd like to see that you two get home without any further problems."
He finished his burger and tossed the wrapper over his shoulder, bouncing it around the edge of a bin before it dropped in.
"Two points as they say?"
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Post by Reaper on Sept 11, 2009 16:17:01 GMT -5
Andreya grinned as she looked at Joe. "I would think that would be a three pointer," she said as she stood up. She sretched her arms a bit before looking down at Shocks who at some point had fallen asleep, with her head on the cap full of water. "I'm done eating. I'll save the rest for later. I want to go look around for a bit, and no I wont be late," she said as she looked at Thorton with a smile. "I don't plan on being that long. Maybe walk from one end to the other, and strech my legs. Then I'll meet back with you. Hour tops," she said as she walked over to him and gave him a hug.
She picked up Shocks and stuck her in the pants pocket again, and started cleaning up her mess. She put the left overs back into the bag, and looked at Joe and Thorton. "I'll see you two in an hour. Then maybe we can go be look around together," she said. Giving Thorton a hug once more she waved by as she trotted off into the crowed, and made her way across the airport terminal.
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Post by OompaLoompaFan75 on Sept 11, 2009 18:19:16 GMT -5
Louis caught a glimpse of Thorton sitting a table from far across the terminal, while Andreya was just leaving. He was talking to another guy that didnt look famillier. He hoped that it wasnt one of the organizations disposable gun, who really knows how things are going down now. But that wasnt important, what was important was putting on a show for the critics, and making sure they thought everything was according to plan. Louis had to contact Andreya, but he couldnt do it out in the open, it would look to suspicious. Zipping down his coat, he fished around inside his coat, and then placed the suppersor onto his .45 in privacy. In the middle of an airport, discretion was all of importance on the job.
After waiting for her to leave the terminal, Louis walked through the crowd, making sure not to search around. Giving himself away wouldnt be a good idea. He didnt follow Andreya closely enough for her to notice him, keeping distance was the key. In the passage between the terminals, there would be a set of bathrooms, that would be his opportunity. As Andreya walked down, she approached the bathroom entrance, not needing to go inside, but just passing it by. Louis walked quickly toward her from behind, and then, dragging her into the bathroom, but not forcefully enough to cause any pain. Holding her with one hand and covering her mouth from screaming, he aimed the sidearm with one hand around the bathroom, checking for anyone else inside.
Speaking in a serious, dull voice. "Dont draw attention to yourself, and keep facing the wall." Dropping grip from Andreya, Louis kicked the door over with his foot, and then locked it from the inside. Stilling aiming around the room with the gun, he alternated his eyes between the gun sights and Andreya. Once he was confidence nobody was inside, Louis put away his gun, and then gently spun Andreya around to face him. He didnt really know what to say, or even how he could say what he would need to say, keeping quiet was what he was good at. Tossing the bag beside her, he motioned toward it, wanting her to look inside at the contents. Not just the money, but the request given to him by the unknown organization. Louis waited for a response from Andreya before even opening his mouth.
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Post by Reaper on Sept 11, 2009 20:02:33 GMT -5
Andreya looked up at Louis with tears in her eyes. She looked down at the bag, and then back to him. For some reason she was scared . . . scared of the man who had helped her and protected her since the start of all this. Even knowing what he did she still wasn't scared of him, but now she was terrified of him. Even though he didn't have his gun out now she knew it was still there, and she knew what he was here for. She closed her eyes as a new set of tears streamed down her cheek. She sighed heavily before wiping the tears from her eyes.
She looked down at the bag for a moment and then looked up at Louis and smiled as best as she could. "They told you to kill me, didn't they?" she asked lightly. Hanging her head a bit as she leaned back against the wall. "It's okay if you have to. I don't want them hurting anyone else," she said lightly. It was about then that a head popped out of her pocket and let out a small 'mew.' Andreya smiled as she pulled the kitten from her pocket. "I named it Shocks. Cuz her feet are the only thing white," she explained. She looked up at Louis and smiled again. "It's okay," she spoke again. More softly than before and it was evident that she was trying to hid her tears.
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Post by OompaLoompaFan75 on Sept 12, 2009 0:22:18 GMT -5
Her tears were a horrible thing to witness. It wasnt pain, it was because of himself. She was scared of him, something he never wanted anyone to be again. He didnt want thing to be this way, but they had to, it was unavoidable at this point. The worst of it was, if they say Andreya walk out of this bathroom, they would be onto him. There was no way out of it now. Louis looked at the small cat, after hearing Andreya speak with a smile. She was willing to put herself on the line for everyone else? I dont know if its heroism or just plain stupidity, but whatever happened, it would be on his consience forever.
Louis pulled out the forty five handgun slowly from his side, make sure Andreya was with his every move. There might not be any cameras in the bathroom, but people could still hear everything if they were in the right spot. He had to make Andreya play along, for both of their causes. Louis spoke out very quietly, he couldnt tell Andreya the truth, but he could put her on the right line. "Take the bag, and get out of here... Tell Thorton what you know. Dont ask me questons, not go!" Louis watched Andreya nod, and then leave the bathroom, running. He didnt know what was going through her head, but he hoped whoever was watching from the outside gave him a second chance.
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Post by Reaper on Sept 12, 2009 4:15:54 GMT -5
Andreya ran from the bathroom hard and fast. As she hit the crowd she felt someone grab onto her arm nearly causing her to drop Shocks as she did. She turned around without thinking, and stomped hard onto the guy's foot causing him to yelp and let go of her. She stuck Shocks back into her pocket as she continued to run. Her tears streaming down her cheek burning her eyes as she continued to force her way threw the crowd. She was wheezing and panting heavily when she seen Thorton. The duffel bag dropped from her hands at his feet as she wrapped her arms around him and started crying even harder.
She wheezed and gasped in between breaths as she tried to get a good enough breath to speak. Soon she was coughing heavily as well. "T- they hired . . . They hired . . . L- Louis t- to kill me," she cried into Thorton's shirt as she gripped his shirt tightly. "H- he let . . . m- me go. T- told me t- to tell you," she said as she continued to cry and cough. She was already starting to feel light headed, but she continued to hold onto Thorton for the life of her. An at his feet was the black duffel back with the file and the two million that was given to Louis.
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The same man as before walked into the bathroom, and stood in the doorway looking at Louis. "We do not tolerate to many failures," he explained. "It's either you kill her fast and quick or we do it the slow and painful way. We are letting you decide her means of death, but to many more failures and we'll take back over," he said as he turned to leave. "An you'll also be there to watch her suffer," he said as he walked out of the bathroom leaving Louis there to ponder on what to do next.
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Post by OompaLoompaFan75 on Sept 12, 2009 14:05:39 GMT -5
Before the man got the chance to fully open the bathroom door, Louis grabbed him by the collar, and pulled him onto the floor. Slamming his foot down on his throat to prevent him from speaking anything more then low gurgles, he took out the .45 from his side, and then popped a round into his head. Quickly slipping off the mans jacket, Louis lifted him up from the floor, and set him inside the bathroom stall, and locking it shut from the inside. Climbing back out onto the floor, he looked at the mess on the floor, and took a deep breath. It was a long time since he last did something like that, a little nostalgic when he thought about it. Louis just wanted Andreya to get out of here, and if scaring her was the quickest way, then so be it.
After picking up the jacket, he searched it for anything that might connect to who these people are. A 9mm handgun, only one magazine. No sort of identification on him, nothing at all. A goon. Then it looks like he wouldnt be missed by very many people, not that he had much of a consience about that stuff anyways. After taking what he could, Louis laid the jacket on top of the "mess", and then left the bathroom. Thorton would probably be on his ass now, but hopefully they would understand, its not like he had a choice. If its a matter of trust, thats what Louis was scared of. He had about fifteen minuts before they realize theyre little goon was missing, and that would conclude that it was Louis that did it. But thats what he was good at, right? Playing on both sides? Its all he was ever good at...
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Post by Mikey on Sept 13, 2009 11:46:56 GMT -5
Thorton hadnt moved from the food court for a while. He hadnt been interested in looking around the airport, but after being seated for about ten minutes, he stood up to take his trash to the bin. Afterword, he had started to wander around, not straying too far so Andreya could find him when she came back.
She came back much sooner than expected, tears in her eyes and hysterical. He made out most of what she said, and he gripped her tightly. He started to herd her to another part of the airport, a more secluded part. The crowd wasnt as large, but the security was still thick. He took her to a bench against a wall and sat her down, telling her to take a puff from her inhaler. It looked like the best thing to do was wait. He sat down with her and looked at the guards, Army grunts with M4A1's and M9's. Full body armor, comm gear, the full combat load. It was suicide for anyone save for a professional fighting force of greater number to come in here with the hundreds of men that patrolled this building.
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Post by Reaper on Sept 13, 2009 16:38:35 GMT -5
Andreya continued to cry, and with shaky hands she used her inhaler like Thorton had told her to. Her breathing calmed down a bit as did her crying. She pulled her feet up onto the bench and laid right down resting her head in his lap. Because of the way she had her feet up it made it a tad bit difficult for Shocks to move around, and the small kitten had to wiggle her way out of the pocket. She turned around, and let out a small 'mew' then walked up Andreya's leg a bit before sitting on her waist. "W- where d- did Joe go?" she asked as she looked up at Thorton threw her tears.
She didn't even notice that Shocks had gotten out of her pocket. All she did was sniff and fight back her tears. One of her hands gripping Thorton's pantleg tightly. She couldn't understand why Louis let her go. She knew that if they wanted her dead that they wouldn't stop at anything. An now Louis was in the midst of it, and if he didn't kill her he would be in danger. She didn't want that. She didn't want that for anyone she knew. Andreya sniffed again before looking around for Joe. She couldn't see him anywhere, and even for him she was a bit worried as well.
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Post by Scorpio on Sept 13, 2009 18:17:57 GMT -5
When Andreya rushed back to Joe and Thornton crying, Joe decided to look around for any further danger before they left, such as anything out of place. He took a quick walk around the area watching out for anyone observing his friends too closely, one in particular stood out, keeping his hand tucked into his coat. As he followed Thorton and Andreya, Joe grabbed the bag that she'd left behind and slid it across the floor. The hitman tripped over it, falling flat on his face and letting his gun slip loose.
"Hey, that's where I left that. Thanks for your help sir." Joe scooped up the bag and gun. "You might not want to rush getting up, accidents happen."
He walked to the nearest security officer and handed the gun over, giving a loose truth about how he found it lying around. On his way over to the military checkpoint the hitman followed close.
"Cute trick, you think I won't get that gun back though? Maybe I'll tell him about the trouble you're starting, give that girl one less bodygua..oogh" Joe passed the bag back, hitting the man in the stomach.
"Good word sir, you seem to be more hurt from the fall than you let on." He 'helped' the man over to a seat. "I may not be a doctor but I recommend sitting here for a while and thinking of what other mishaps could occur if you go anywhere near that girl."
The hitman nodded in shock as Joe took the bags past the soldiers, informing them who he was with as he caught up with the other two.
"I'm right here, just had a little trouble with our luggage." He was slightly troubled how fast he was getting aggresive, even if it was to help others.
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Post by OompaLoompaFan75 on Sept 14, 2009 1:12:19 GMT -5
Louis stepped outside of the bathroom, but as he did, two other men stepped inside behind him as he left. As the door closed, he saw a man wearing black shades looking his way from across the terminal hall. As soon as he caught his attention, Louis made a dash back to the Hawaii terminal. Hopefully these guys wouldnt be stupid enough to shoot at him with all these people around, it would definitly cause a scene. Moving quickly through a crowd wasnt exactly a weird thing in the situation everyone could be in, but the ones watching him already knew he was getting out of the building.
As Louis passed by a lineup, he entered a less crowded part of the area, this was a bad idea as he was out in the open now. Sprinting toward the entrance, he caught a glimpse of Andreya and Thorton, nearly bumping into a man standing near them. As Louis passed y this man, the room went slow, as his focus adjusted to all three of them. But he couldnt stop, he had to get out of the airport before anyone did anything drastic. Nearing the entrance, he slipped out into the from of the airport, weaving down to the side section away from public. He was hoping that they would follow him, "they" not being Thorton. He needed to stay with Andreya, make sure she was alright. It was those people that were after him now, but she was still the main target.
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Post by Mikey on Sept 14, 2009 3:55:50 GMT -5
Thorton held onto Andreya as he looked around the low population of the airport area they were in, thankful that Joe had gotten back. Sure, Joe could handle himself, but he had come to like the guy. Reminded him of an old friend from boot camp, soft spoken guy who was the stealth specialist in his platoon.
He kept his eye on the crowd, mindful of anyone who stood out. For a while, it was average people. Some just wandering around, some cutting through the area to get somewhere else. Nothing interesting or noteworthy. Until he saw him. Louis, cutting through and heading outside. Their eyes met for a moment, and Thortons hand jerked to his pistol. He watched Louis ignore them and move out of view, and he relaxed his hand. He checked his watch to see how long it was until the plane was ready, and sighed in annoyance when he saw it had only been half an hour since he had spoken to the pilot. Another two and a half hours until it was time.
He started to think, about Louis and who might be with him, and moved Andreya to a sitting position. "We gotta get out of the open. There's a checkpoint not too far, old security office. We'll go there." He said, pulling her up and pointing in the direction of the office. Seemed like a safe place to him, plenty of people manning the camera systems and just guys in general, probably either off duty or taking a break.
They made their way to the checkpoint, and a guard strolled out to meet them to see what they wanted. Thorton pulled out his military ID and told him they needed to use the office. The man noted his rank and unit and nodded, leading them inside. He led Andreya to a seat against the wall and spoke to the Sergeant in charge of the checkpoint.
"Sergeant, we have a situation." He said. "There are armed men in the terminal, contract hitmen, after my daughter." He said, motioning to her. He looked over at her and couldnt decide what to do. Should he report Louis as one of them, or not? If he did and he was found, he be detained, tried, probably put to death for whatever it was he had done. There were still governments established, including the United States government. Who knew who wanted him for whatever.
"I have reason to bileive that..." He said, looking back at the Sergeant. "... their next target is a man named Louis Johnson." He said, wondering if he was going to regret this. He gave Louis' description to the man and watched as he put out a call to the soldiers in the area. The Sergeant left the room to give them some privacy, and he took a seat near Andreya.
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Post by Reaper on Sept 14, 2009 20:09:56 GMT -5
Andreya rubbed her eyes a bit causing them to turn red slightly. She pulled up her inhaler and used it again before letting it linger around her neck. She looked down at Shocks as she stretched her claws on her pant leg. She smiled lightly as she scratched the back of the kittens head. Looking up at Thorton she looked a bit worried as she did. "I'm sorry," she said lightly as she turned to look down at the ground. "This is all my fault," she said lightly. She looked up at Joe who had followed them into the office. The black bag laid against the wall. She sighed heavily as she felt more tears falling. "Your probably wondering why they are putting out a hit on me," she said lightly.
"My family wasn't the best family. I was a slave to them, and in turn I became very sick. Still that didn't stop them. I was a slave to my father, my brothers, and my uncles that work and own part of the Irish Mafia. I finally had enough and ran away. It soon lead me to Raccoon city," she explained. "I ran into Thorton there who protected me, and tried to help me get out. Because of me several of his friends were killed by my brother's and father. They had followed me here. Thorton had killed my brothers to save me, and as awful as it may sound I am grateful for that. I ended up in the hospital by the end of our stay here, and my father followed. I ended up killing him with his own gun. It didn't take to long before my uncles found out. An ever since then the Irish Mafia has been after me," she said as she looked up at him with tears in his eyes. "This is all my fault," she cried and buried her face in her hands.
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Post by Scorpio on Sept 14, 2009 20:30:17 GMT -5
Joe listened to Andreya as she told her life story, clenching a fist as she mentioned her mistreatment from her family. When she started crying he knelt down and patted her on the shoulder.
"Hey, don't cry. and don't blame yourself either, you're not at fault. Besides...."
He nodded towards Thornton.
"Seems you've got your own choice of who you want to call your real family. and from what I've seen it's going to take a lot more than a few cowards hiding behind guns to get anywhere near you. So, cheer up........plus I think Shocks is getting soaked."
He looked at the kitten as it padded about Andreyas lap trying to avoid falling tears.
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Post by OompaLoompaFan75 on Sept 15, 2009 12:34:30 GMT -5
Louis flung his .45 behind him, pointing it at the footsteps that chased him out into the area away from any civil harm. Three men rushing around the corner, only to find the area empty. But they knew he couldnt have gone far. Louis popped up from behind cover of an old parked car, and fired two shots at one of the men, dropping him to the ground as blood soaked into his suit. The other two fired with theyre handguns, both equiped with suppresors, toward the vehicle. Louis ducked under the passenger door, hearing the pings hit the other side.
But after they stopped firing, Louis kept silent, waiting for them to close in. He snuck around the car, and quietly dashed across to the second parked a few lots away. Manuvering around to theyre backside, Louis shot another round into one of the mens leg from the backside, hearing him yell out in pain and fall to the ground, shooting round aimlessly into the air. As the other man turned around, Louis fired around into his head, spattering blood onto the car windshield. Looking down to see the 9mm from the previous man laying on the ground, he saw a trail of blood going back into the open.
Louis followed the man crawling away, and then put the .45 to the back of his head, ready to pull the trigger. But there was a loud voice yelling toward him, security had followed them outside. They were assisted by two military guards aswell, both trained theire guns on him. Louis looked up at them, stilling pointing his gun toward the dirty man squirming on the ground. The guy was still yelling out with what energy he had left, Louis spoke out loud. "Do it, or I will!" After five seconds, and still staring at the security, Louis then put his gun away and placed his hands on the back of his neck while the military men moved in. Staring at the man on the ground, he knew they wouldnt get away with what they were doing...
[Edited Ending]
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