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Post by Reaper on Dec 19, 2008 22:24:32 GMT -5
Alex looked up at Jonathan with a weak smile. She then looked at Jason with a slight frown on her face. If she hadn't been threw so much in her life she wouldn't be able to believe that someone would go threw so much to get to a person. Yet there was what little was left of Umbrella, and what ever trouble they had managed to run along over the years. Alex sighed heavily as she leaned up against the wall, and slid down. She wrapped her arms around her knees, and just looked out at the wall. "What do we do now?" she asked lightly looking back to the door. Everything she had was left in her room, she wasn't like Jonathan an travel the world. She had been locked away for four years, and everything that Jonathan had gotten her was in her room. Which was probably under water by now. She looked up at Jonathan again and smiled lightly. "Can't ever be left in peace, can we?" she asked lightly.
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Post by Mikey on Dec 21, 2008 2:33:43 GMT -5
Jason finished his thurogh sweep of the tunnel before turning back at Jonathon. He was looking for anything from hidden Delta Force commandos to piles of leaves that hid a pit fall. He wouldnt put anything past Jonathon. Even a hole in solid concrete.
Still not totally convinced that Jonathon was with the good guys...the less then bad guys, Jason didnt take his eyes off the man. If he was lying through his teeth, it would be a fatal mistake. And he still didnt give Jonathon the gun from the bunker. It was his ace in the hole.
Turning to Jonathon with the Beretta at his side, ready to raise and fire, he spoke. "Exactly what kind of work are you thinking of?" He asked.
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Post by Colonel Mystery on Jan 18, 2009 22:59:48 GMT -5
Jonathan then glanced at Alex and smiled at her before returning his gaze to Jason, "You will watch after my little girl and make sure that no harm comes to her. After knowing you for years, I don't think that you will have a problem doing that."
Jonathan didn't want to be shot, but all the same wasn't afraid of Jason, nor the fact that he had the silver bullets in the gun. The silver took time to react and in that time, Jonathan could rip Jason apart if it came to it, but Jonathan hoped that his old ally wouldn't attack him.
Jonathan then walked past Jason and toward a ladder leading to the streets of Chicago. He stopped just short of the ladder and turned to Jason, "No need to tell me where you will be taking her - I will find you. I have some things to attend to in Raccoon City...some...'loose ends' if you may. I will return. If I do not, you are welcome to find me and kill me."
Jonathan smirked as he took his sunglasses from his pocket and put them snuggly onto his face before straightening his coat.
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Post by Mikey on Jan 19, 2009 21:18:53 GMT -5
"Well, if you dont return I wouldnt be in a hurry to track you down." Jason said, raising the Beretta. He didnt point it at Jonathon, but held it by the barrel and handed it to him. A small gesture of trust now would go miles later, no matter how Jonathon took it. Jason wasnt going to let himself be a target, but working in conjunction with Jonathon would be good.
"So, you said this tunnel would lead to your boat? Sounds like a plan, but what about your personal security stationed there? Are they on your wagon and not your companies, or am I going to have to take care of them?" He asked. He had to resist the urge to add the word 'again' to his statement.
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Post by Colonel Mystery on Jan 19, 2009 21:24:02 GMT -5
Jonathan put the gun into the shoulder holster beneath his coat and shook his head assuringly at Jason, "They won't be a problem. They're on my personal pay roll and are better than the one's you killed. They'll let us through."
Jonathan then climbed halfway up the hatch and looked back down at Jason and Alex, "Shall we?"
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Post by Reaper on Jan 20, 2009 1:46:09 GMT -5
Alex looked up at Jonathan and nodded slightly. She walked over to the ladder and started climbing up behind him. Strangely enough her head started growing light, and she gripped the ladder tightly. She followed rather shakily up the ladder. Knowing well enough what was coming. She bit her lip as she could feel a the pain setting in as she moved. It was like trying to climb a thousand stairs without stopping. She pulled herself up to the top, and stepped away from the whole in the ground.
It was almost instant as Alex collapsed to the floor. A small cry escaping her lips as her body started shaking sporadicly. Her eyes rolling to the back of her head as she started chocking on the small amount of blood that settled in the back of her throat. Her hair plastered to her face as her body continued to shake uncontrollably.
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Post by Colonel Mystery on Jan 24, 2009 13:29:16 GMT -5
"D*** it," Jonathan exclaimed as he rushed over toward Alex. The guards noticed as well and rushed over to them. Jonathan pinned her arms down to prevent her from injuring herself or others as the guards arrived.
"Mr. Black! How can we be of assistance," one of them asked. Jonathan looked up at him as Alex's siezure began to subside and shook his head.
"Nothing, Sergeant. Return to your post. I have everything under control."
"Yes, Sir."
The guards then moved back to their positions guarding the dock gates to the private dock and in front of the gangplank to Jonathan's boat. Jonathan released Alex as her siezing ceased and moved her hair from her face, "I have a doctor on board the boat that will be able to give you something for those, Alex."
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Post by Mikey on Jan 26, 2009 7:12:15 GMT -5
Jason looked down at Alex with a small bit of pity in his eyes. He felt sorry for her. Half the time she was sickly and sometimes on the verge of death. The other half, she was a killer with no concious or qualm's about who she killed. A miserable exsistance to say the least.
He surveyed the guards in front of him, glad to know they were on "his" side. For now. He took time to take a look at their gear, mainly the chinks in their armor, so to speak. He guessed they were wearing INTERCEPTOR over armor, cleared to stop up to 7.62 sniper rounds. His own .460 armor peircing rounds would punch through them like paper. In the time since the last outbreak, he had upgraded his weapons. He'd gone from his .45's with many bells and whistles to a pair of 10 shot .460 Magnum rounds. He'd also swapped out his M4 for a W2000 Sniper Rifle. Only threeof them made in the world, and he had one that was able to puncture a man's skull from up to 2000 meters.
He noticed the sound of shuffling feet of the monsters in the air, and looked at Jonathon. Drawing one of his guns, he held it in the air and looked toward the sound.
"I highly suggest leaving. Their going to be hee very soon, and private army or not, it would be smart to be gone." He said simply.
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Post by Reaper on Jan 26, 2009 8:08:44 GMT -5
Alex nodded slightly as she looked up at Jonathan. She continued to pant heavily, and closed her eyes for a bit. She felt swimmy headed, but she knew that it would go away in a bit. She hated her seizers they were unpredicatable, and sometimes showed at the worst possible time. With Jonathan's help she was able to climb to her feet, but still she felt weak in the knees. So she just used him as a crutch. With his help she was able to make it back to the boat. She sat down on the sofa in the lounge room.
"I'll be okay now," she said lightly as she watched Jonathan head for the helm just as Jason made his way into the back. It wasn't to much longer before the sound of gunfire erupted from the soldiers guarding the dock. It was an announcment of the undead making their appearance. Alex looked up at Jason for a moment, before she laid back down on the sofa. She pulled her knees up to her chest, and just laid there staring at one of the chairs.
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Post by Mikey on Jan 28, 2009 3:56:35 GMT -5
Jason boarded the boat and instantly went on a walk. He went all the way up to the top of the boat, to what could be considered a crows nest of sorts, and looked around the top. In true fashion of a man who trusted his people and who was prepared for everything, Jonathon had the makeshift high ground equipped as such. In a crate on the ground, Jason almost know what was going to be inside. And he wasnt dissapointed.
Inside the crate, neatly arranged with magazines and spare rounds in small cardboard boxes, were two SVD russian sniper's rifles. Picking up one of the very lightweight 7.62mm weapons, he grabbed a magazine and shoved it into the empty magazine well. He figured that now was the best time to remind Jonathon why it was he was keeping Jason around.
The clutter of men and monsters ahead were no obstical for Jason. He trusted the rifles to be sighted in right, and he knew this weapon well. It took him less than four seconds to load it, jack a round into the chamber, sight in the first zombie that looked like it was going to be a problem, and send that round flying out of the barrel and into the monster's eyesocket. The reduced resistance of the perfect shot caused the high powered round to rupture brain and skull matter, exiting the back of its head and embedding in one of the zombies behind it.
Silently wishing he would have made that shot in a living person and gotten two kills for one round, which was harder to do than imagined, he reaimed and fired once more. The rounds came out about one per second and a half, slightly slow for Jason. If the other men wernt down there with the monsters, he was sure that with all this ammo, he could have the entire crowd redead in a matter of a minute fourty seven seconds. Give or take, depending on how long into the second he started. He was never good at calculating milliseconds in his head on the fly.
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Post by Misty on Jan 29, 2009 0:13:07 GMT -5
Ariana heard the sound of people on the boat. She was sitting on a bed in the back reading through some medical paperwork. Ariana came out of the room and saw Alex laying on the couch, she was glad Jonathan and Jason were able to get her out safely. Ariana smiled at Alex as she rubbed her head. She didn't know if Alex remembered her from the labs since they were only around each other for a short time.
Ariana stood next to Alex for a moment, feeling that her head was quite warm. She decided to find Jonathan and see how Alex has been doing. She didn't have to travel far since Jonathan was in the next room talking to someone. Ariana looked at him and smiled as he glanced over at her. It was good to see he was ok too, ''Thought you forgot about me..'' she said with a laugh. She then looked back in the direction Alex was in and looked back to Jonathan... ''How has she been with the seizures?''
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Post by Colonel Mystery on Feb 3, 2009 18:20:47 GMT -5
Jonathan glanced at Ariana, "She had one before we boarded. I got it calmed down. We have to keep working on that cure...so help me I will find it! I have made her strong, but weak all the same."
Jonathan was, of course, referring to the A Syrum, named after his daughter that would help her seizures. He was using former Umbrella and current Organization equipment to do it with at an undisclosed location known only to him and the scientists working there.
Jonathan had set the course for Raccoon City and they were underway. It wouldn't be long now.
(Everyone now at Raccoon City Docks)
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