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Post by Mikey on Feb 16, 2009 9:45:30 GMT -5
"All righty." Quicksilver said, running to the plane for a quick recovery session. He wished he had time to go into his shutdown mode. All of his injuries would be healed up and he'd be back at one hundred percent. Sadly, he didnt have 12 hours to, essentially, sleep.
Instead, he went into the infirmary and stripped the top half of his suit off. His skin was tightly stretched accross his bones, giving him the impression of a starving person. He didnt know why this was, but it did make it easy to asses where broken bones were. He could see several of them in his chest and arms, and took the time to pop them back into place. The sickening cracks made him extra glad he couldnt feel any of it.
After his bones were at least in their right places, he suited back up and went back out into the desert airport. He noticed an improvment in his movement as he ran toward the building. He wasnt perfect, but he was far better off than he had been just a bit ago.
He reached the side of the building and started his climb. Like a spider he stuck to the smooth wall and climbed the side with no issues. When he reached the roof, he looked over the side and at the town. It was huge, and chaos was ensuing in some parts. He activated the magnification feature on his goggles and zoomed in on buildings die north until he found the NADAS crest.
Zooming out a bit, he scanned the area from himself to the building, taking in several routes. When he mentally mapped out two of them, he sent a signal to Seth.
"I have two paths for us. The first is through the back alley ways. It's a bit scenic, but its all clear for now. The other is a straight shot to the outpost, but we'd have to cross a few problem areas. It's your call."
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Post by Reaper on Feb 19, 2009 17:46:02 GMT -5
Art shook her head slightly as she looked up at Seth. Her head was still spinning, and everything seemed to be coming back to her at a slow pace. She gripped his arm as he helped her to sit up, and at that point she started gasping for air. Her chest screamed out in pain as she sat there feeling the pressure alone on her lungs as she tried to breath. She looked up at Seth and around at what havoc had become the airport. They had a job to do, and she needed to be strong. Her only problem was that sitting up her breathing was short shallow and raspy. "H- he- help me u- up," she chocked as she looked at him.
When she was up on her feet she nearly collapsed into his arms. Her body felt like jello and her knees just didn't seem like they were there. Though she found that when she stood her breathing became a tad better. As she brought her hand up to cough after taking in to much air. When she pulled it away she could see the speckles of blood. She shook her head and realized then why it was so hard to breath. The evidence being the blood. She had blood in her lungs which was placing pressure and other problems on her. Though considering that she was up with Seth's help the damage must have not been as bad as she thought.
"W- we . . . we need to move," she said as she looked at him. When she tried to move she only found that the ground wasn't that far from her, but Seth had caught her before she hit. She just rested in his arms as she closed her eyes. "G- give me a bit," she spoke tiredly as she opened her eyes. The world once more seeming to spin. She looked around as she finally looked at Seth. Her head resting against his shoulder as she closed her eyes and just rested against him.
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Post by thegunny on Feb 22, 2009 0:40:29 GMT -5
As Karl was addressed, before he could reply suddenly one of the personnel in the outpost walked in and handed him a cell phone, then motioned for him to step out. Karl raised an eyebrow and stood up, walking out quietly as he listens to the cell phones instructions.
Karl Reinhardt, your work in N.A.D.A.S has caught the eye of INTERPOL and we have been able to secure a position for you here. NADAS has agreed to let you go. We already have an assignment sitting on your desk for when you get to Japan.
Karl blinked, and mumbled under his breath
Japan....?
The man on the other side replied
Japan. Theres already a flight leaving with foreign nationals... your to board it immediately. Walk now, I suggest you run. Your former teammates will be informed of your departure and why you couldn't say anything as you left.
Karl blinks and growls, suddenly feeling outraged that he'd just been pulled from his current mission and had just been told to run without saying a word, and without knowing what that assignment was
Whens it leaving?
The man's response was crisp
The planes actually moving now.
Karl turned and ran, running his a** off to get to the plane without knowing fully why he was running.
(Karl is now in the emotives base)
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Post by JazzBuddah on Feb 23, 2009 2:20:42 GMT -5
OOC: Mikey, are you still interested in playing if its just u me and dar?
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Post by Mikey on Feb 24, 2009 6:46:13 GMT -5
(Just posting to say that Quicksilver is going to pull a dissapearing act and end up in an unknown at this time area.)
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Post by JazzBuddah on Mar 5, 2009 17:28:44 GMT -5
Helping Art to her feet, he slowly began making his way to the terminal. They were both injured so they were not making very good time but from what he could tell the gunfire inside had stopped after they had taken out the controlling stone creature. It took some time but finally he managed to push open the doors. Inside was a strange sight. Men and women were laying dead here and there, some of them the mind controlled soldiers dressed in the outer village rags. Some with the stone neck armor. Many of the people had been chained up and the military personell was trying to help free them.
After taking in the sights he laid Art down on a nearby bench and looked around. He wanted to help but at the same time couldn't leave Art's side. He looked down and stroked Art's hair. "I'm going to go and try to find a doctor. I wont be long." After kissing her on the forehead he got up and walked further into the facility. There were many people injured and all around the local military was doing there best. After a few minutes he spotted a medic, walked up and showed his NADAS badge. "I have an agent thats been critically wounded. We could use some assistance." The man then nodded at him.
"Lead the way." he said
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Post by Reaper on Mar 5, 2009 19:35:13 GMT -5
Art looked up at Seth as he stood up. She nodded lightly and watched him walk away. She sighed heavily before letting out a heavy cough. Closing her eyes she just laid there with her hand resting against her stomach. She occasionally took in a deep breath that was followed by several small gasp. It wasn't to long before she could feel herself drifting to sleep. Her mind feeling heavy, and her body feeling a bit relaxed with all things considered. It was the sound of heavy footsteps that caused her eyes to shoot open. She looked up as a solider knelt down beside her with a medic back. She looked up at Seth as he stood behind the man.
"What happened?" he asked as he pulled out several items. One he placed a blood pressure cuff around her arm and started taking her blood pressure. Though his eyes were trained on her body mostly her chest as he watched her chest rise and fall. When he was done he put the blood pressure cuff back in the bag and started checking her pulse. "So, are you doing to tell me?" he asked as he looked back up at Art.
"D- decided to w- wrap a tanker t- truck around a wall," she said with a raspy tone, and grinning slightly as she looked back up at Seth. "W- wall won."
"I can see that . . . now take the deepest breath's you can," he said as he put the stethoscope up to her chest. Going over several areas as Art struggled to take deep breaths many of which were followed by coughs. After finishing he started moving his hands over several parts of her body asking her if they hurt. "Alright, sir," he said as he looked up at Seth, before turning back to Art and started wrapping several parts of her body. "In all she's fine for what happened. She does have several bruised ribs, and the blood she's coughing up is more from the impact and the jarring of her lungs. That should pass soon. I'm not feeling anything broken, but I'm most certain that she has spranged her right wrist and severely brused her left knee. Her head will be fine. No signs of concussion which is good. After some rest she should be back up on her feet," he said as he stood up to face Seth. "Now Sir, should I tend to you?"
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Post by JazzBuddah on Mar 6, 2009 2:13:31 GMT -5
Seth sat down setting his equipment down at the side. He slid his shoe off aand immediatly blood began pouring out. The medic worked quick to stop the bleeding. "I was shot...And I think I sprained it. I was able to walk to it's probably just a graze." He soon felt him inject something into his ankle causing him to flinch slightly. It was odd but he felt the injection more then he had felt it when he had gotten shot. Most likely the adreniline kick had made him ignore it. Before another thought could enter his mind the man was wrapping his ankle.
"I'm giving you a temporary cast. Neither one of you is fit for duty anymore. I'll see if I can get you to a private area around here." Seth was just about to oppose the suggestion when he noticed Art. He then stopped himself and eased up a bit.
"Yeah, yeah that would be nice." He said leaning back. "Listen, those soldiers are being controlled by stone BOWs locked in the back of school buses. Send out an order to rig them with explosives and a matter of your problem should be taken care of. Also, the only way to kill them is to destroy the insect on their necks." The man nodded and pressed the button on his radio as he walked off. Sighing he leaned over on Art.
"I'm sorry babe. I've been wrecklace. I should have ignored Wade when he called us in. I know this isn't our war anymore it's just that this is what I was brought up to do. It's hard to fight my nature. I never expected the infection to spread again like this." He then held her hand. "We're running out of places to run. I've only have two homes that are infection free." He then laughed and smiled. "And your parents are living at one of them now. Not that I don't mind of course but I've always enjoyed my level of privacy...our privacy." Sliding over he laid down Art so her head was in his lap.
"I'll have them fuel us up. We can go see your family. I know you've missed seeing them. Sometimes I worry they don't approve of me. I guess I can't entirely blame them. I'm not your average boyfriend I suppose. Maybe I should get them some new furniture to make them feel more at home." He then realised how quiet Art was. "Art, hun are you alright?"
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Post by Reaper on Mar 6, 2009 2:46:32 GMT -5
Art looked up at Seth and smiled lightly. "I'm fine," she said with a shortness of breath. She looked out at the runway and smiled lightly. "As for my parents don't worry about them. I don't care weather they approve of you or not. I love you and that's all I care about . . . that's all you should care about." She smiled as she looked back up at him. Brining her hand up to rub the side of his cheek. "Your all I care about," she said lightly before resting her hands on her stomach. She looked up at him again before closing her eyes, and drifting to sleep on his lap.
It wasn't to much longer before there was a winding screeching sound as several busses pulled up to the building. Again the mind controlled humans started piling out of the buss. Several of them went straight to fighting as many of the civilians once more started screaming and running for their life. Though it was strange that none of them even attempted to take the humans like they had previously before. It was almost as if they were searching for something. Finally several of them approached Seth, and as he stood to fight several of them tackled him to the ground.
Art's eyes shot open at the sudden movement. She was awake to see Seth being pinned to the ground. She reached for her gun, when one of the zombie like humans back handed her. The force alone enough to over turn the bench with her in it. The creature climbed over the bench, and straddled Art as he wrapped his hands around her neck. Art gasped out as she struggled to break his grip. Even now she was to weak to fight back, and their un human strength would have made it difficult if she was at full strength. She gasped heavily as she found breathing to become even more difficult. Her hands hitting everything she could possibly reach. An finally her hands stopped fighting as they fell to her side as she passed out.
The creature stood up, pulling Art with him and turned to the others. As he hand several started to drag Art out of the room the army of mind controlled humans started pilling back onto the bus slowly. Though a handful staying behind to finish off the only threat that would befall their master.
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Post by JazzBuddah on Mar 7, 2009 3:45:25 GMT -5
Seth struggled as three gouls held him down. It was then that he saw Art being carried away. "NO!" He yelled out. With new found strength he kicked his right foot up kicking one in the groin making him ease up. After headbutting a second he pushed the three off and stood up. With the three on the ground he soon was surrounded by three others holding semi-automatics. With the speed of lighting he drew his revolver and dropped all three firing off his magnum revolver from his hip. After kicking one still struggling on the ground he grabbed his rifle and jumped through one of the windows crashing down with sharps of galss, some of which stuck into him.
He landed just in time to see the bus start to make off. Lifting up his rifle he took aimand fired taking out one tire, unfortunately it had more to spare. Luckily he found himself in the parkinglot. Unfortunately his only means of transportation were on the other side of the complex. Thats when he spotted someone in a jeep nearby. Not wasting anytime he dashed out, jumped onto the backbed were he dropped his rifle before jumping into the driverseat. He looked to the person next to him.
"Sorry but we're going for a ride." With that said he put the vehicle in gear and peeled out of the driveway, cut threw a field and knocked down a chainlink fence as he went in hot persuit of the bus. While there was no traffic, havoc filled the city and there were plenty of obstacles. As he closed in on the bus he took the butt of his revolver, smashed the windshield and pushed it off as he formulated a plan. Reloading his revolver he spotted the small ladder on the back of the bus. He then looked back at the passanger.
"I'm going to need you to take the wheel. I'm going to get on the hood and your going to get me as close to that bus as you can, understand?"
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Post by Reaper on Mar 8, 2009 2:31:56 GMT -5
The man nodded in fear as he did as he was told. He kept the jeep up with the bus on occasion the nose hitting the back end and causing it to jerk. He watched as Seth moved to the hood to steady himself, trying his best to avoid falling to the ground. Once Seth had jumped from the hood of the jeep to the ladder on the bus. He slammed on his breaks, and took off down another road to get away from the mad man, and the bus full of killers.
From the bus two of the ghouls made their way onto the roof of the bus by the hatches. One carrying a bat and the other a chain. They stood ready for Seth to make his move, and for them to put an end to this before he became even more of a burden. The bus shook violently as they made their way across the city. Every now and again the ghouls having to readjust their footing in order to stay steady on top of the bus.
Art stirred slightly in the bus seat. She moaned slightly as she opened her eyes to a fairly crowded bus. Inside were several mind controlled humans. She happened to notice a few civilians still on the bus. Though from the screaming and crying that was even evident. She reached up and rubbed her neck slightly which burned from being chocked unconscious. Looking back she couldn't see out the back of the bus. Art cursed slightly as she watched two of the ghouls make their way to the roof. That only meant one thing.
She had to do something. If Seth made his way into the bus it would only be suicide for him. Thinking quickly, but recklessly she reached out grabbing the nearest ghoul. She brought her hand up and quickly snapped his neck before he could do anything. Using his body as a shield from the gun fire she in turn used his weapon against the other ghouls. Dropping three instantly she turned the weapon on the ones in the back of the bus. Though her actions were reckless and let alone slow. She received a butt of a shotgun up side her head.
Art hit the ground hard, and continued to struggle as two of the ghouls pinned her to the ground. A third proceeded to tie her up, and gag her so she wouldn't pose anymore problems. Still even with minimal movement she was squirming a lot. In the process kicking one of them to the back of the bus. In turn she received another hit form the butt of the shotgun. This time rendering her unconscious. They then picked her up off the ground, and stuck her back in the seat.
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Post by JazzBuddah on Mar 8, 2009 17:50:56 GMT -5
As the wind flowed through his hair Seth grinned. He wasn't thinking, just acting off pure adreniline. The creatures were stong but not smart. The one with the bat was on the right side of the bus while the other approached from his left. Putting his hand on his hip he quick drew his revolver and slung it out pointing it at the creature with the bat. The first shot rang out and soon the bat splintered into pieces catching the goul off guard. Next he aimed low and sent a bullet into the creatures left leg causing him to faulter. Finally he fired dead center impacting it's sternum, the sheer force pushing him over the side.
Seth then turned his attention on the goul with the chain, aimed and with a pull of his trigger blasted the things head clean off with his hollow point rounds. He then dashed forward sending a second volley to its shoulder of the arm holding the chain crippling it. Upon reaching the creature he shoved it with his full weight sending him off the bus and into the windshield of a parked car. Without hesitation he made his way to the front of the bus.
Pacing his movements, he slid down the windshield of the bus landing wrecklessly on the hood. He then turned to face the driver which was a second level goul with a stone armored plate around his neck. Seth winked and blew a kiss before drawing out his semi-automatic. The first thing he did was blast the corners of the windshield and kicked it in causing the driver to swerve. In responce, Seth dug his combat knife into the hood of the car to keep from falling off.
The driver soon pushed the piece of glass away and Seth took aim agaiin. Yelling out he unloaded a full clip into the creature which seemed to do little due to the low caliber of the bullets and the creatures regenerative capabilities. Without warning, the driver hit the breaks sending Seth flying onto the pavement, luckily he knew how to tumble properly or he would have been horribly injured. The bus then revved its engien and came at Seth full force. Acting quick he jumped out of the way just in time to see the bus begin to head down the road.
Acting quickly, Seth reached into his jacket pocket pulling out a tracking bullet which he slid into his revolver. Taking a few seconds to take aim he squeezed off the round which soon embedded itself in the bumper. "I'm coming for you you f*ckers!" He yelled out. Getting up he dusted himself off and headed for a nearby car to hotwire. He needed suplise. His next destination was NADAS headquarters.
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Post by Reaper on Mar 9, 2009 6:02:03 GMT -5
Art didn't wake up for quite some time, and when she did her head was pounding. Her vision was blurry, and everything around her was muffled. Her mind wasn't really able to catch up to her, and it almost felt like it didn't want to catch up. She felt the bus jerk to a stop, and when she looked out the window she could see several tents and tarps surrounding a large pyramid. It almost seemed like an excavation site from the looks of it. Art was jerked from her sea, and forced to move almost with the other civilian passengers of the bus.
Stepping out into the hot desert sun made her realize that there was a greater temperature difference from the desert and the airport. This one nearly made her sick on her stomach as soon as she hit it. She shook her head as she was shoved forward, and soon fell in step with the other civilians that were taken. They were lead down the long walk up to the pyramid doors. Her eyes gazed around the camp taking in everything, and finding that it was a larger version of he camp they had stopped. Her best guess that it was the main camp, and that the person heading it all was somewhere around.
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A helicopter landed just briefly at the NADAS headquarters located in Cairo. Supplies were dropped off along with another agent. A tall over grown man with short cropped hair made his way into the building. He had an appearance of authority, but that only came from his size. He was a man that almost looked like he ate several dumb bells a day. He saluted the commanding officer on duty, but that came from his many years in the marines. He would have probably served them till he died at a reckless young age. That was until Wade and his NADAS team came to his rescue. Now he was a loyal and faithful member just like so many others.
"Trevor Conover reporting, sir," he said as he was lead further in to drop off his weapons. "I was called in to assist Seth Philmore in his operation here. I was informed that several of his members just up and left him in the middle of the fight," he explained as he followed the commanding officer to the lounge.
"I'm Joe Lowman, and true we were expecting your arrival. Just wait here and they'll come. We're expecting them to arrive soon. There just dealing with an outbreak that occurred at the airport. Hopefully it wont be to long before they get here," Joe explained.
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Post by JazzBuddah on Mar 10, 2009 20:36:35 GMT -5
Seth walked into the facility looking like hell. He had been shot, hit by a golem, almost run over and had a gunfight on a bus. People all around were staring at him. Somewhat because no-body knew him and also because of the way he looked. When he was approached he lifted up his badge. The man nodded.
"We have some backup for you, the explosives have been collected and we have a vehicle standing by." Seth went up and looked at his new member. "He's new, a '0' member but shows great promise." Seth looked at him in bewliderment. "Wheres the rest of your team?"
"They're making 'em big these days arnt they?" He said in his thick british accent. Seth himself was tall but wirey, no-where as strong as the man in front of him. "The other.." He said shaking his head. "The others are either hospitolized captured or AWOL. I'm the last of my team." He then gestured for the two men to follow him. "I won't be rigging the local busses. I leave that to you. I will need a heavily armored vehicle though. I placed a tracker on one of those things before it left for the desert. I'm going to follow and see where it leads." he then entered the armory and started looking over the weaponry.
"You can't go in a two man team that's suicide." The man objected. Once again Seth held up his badge pulling rank. The man sighed. "Fine, but I'm sending you in with two more agents." Seth nodded taking an ammo belt out of the lockers and draped it over his shoulder. Unlike his usual choice in weapons, Seth pulled out a heavy duty MM-1 40mm grenade launcher. He began filling each slot with a frag round.
"The weak spot is on the back of the vertibrea, near impossible to hit even with hollowpoint or armor piercing rounds. Best bet for close quarters combit is explosives. They regenerate but not that fast." When he was done filling the grenade launcher he started filling his ammo belt. Next he filled up on magnum rounds grabbing another revolver. He then replaced his antique sub-machine gun with a SA Vz.58 assault rifle. He then chose out two half moon clips containing 90 rounds each. Seth then pulled down a backpack and began loading it with medical equipment and ammo as well as a few other tools and NADAS toys.
"Hey hulk, meet me in the motorpool." He said as he strapped up. As he started to leave he handed the recruit a headset just before putting his in. He soon met up with the person who had spoken to him earlier. "We have an armored humvee waiting for you." He said handing him a key. "It has a mounted machine gun in the back. I've been informed on your history with vehicles and we'd perfer this one back in one piece." He then turned around and stared.
"The only vehicles I've destroyed were my own. I donate millions to this organisation every year. I could buy your entire opperation here with a single penstroke." He said raising his voice. "No either get a gun, or get out of my face." After staring him down he turned around and headed to his vehicle where two agents waited for him.
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Post by Reaper on Mar 12, 2009 18:33:43 GMT -5
Trevor grinned a bit as he listened to Seth. It almost sounded like a man who had lost everything and was searching to get something back. He wasn't really informed on what his mission was except to help Seth in anyway possible. Once he approached the vehicle he stuck his hand out and shook it. "Trevor Conover, sir," he introduced himself as they climbed into the vehicle. They waited until the other two NADAS members. With everyone set and everything secured they took off into the desert.
Trevor turned on the GPS device located on the conceal of the vehicle and turned to look at Seth. "For a man willing to throw his life away for such a deadly escapade there must be something worth it in the end," he said as he turned look out the window. "Back in the Marines my CO stated that it was highly frowned upon to have a relationship within the same organization. Said that it drives a person mad if something happened to the other." He paused for a moment before looking to Seth and grinned a bit. "Never liked my co. He was always full of it, but I do hope she's worth the risk," he said as he directed his attention back to the road. "So what is the plan?"
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