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Post by JazzBuddah on Nov 19, 2008 22:40:50 GMT -5
Though EDEN corp. works hand in hand with Umbrella they still keep up a front as a run of the mill security company. Here they have digitized security systems displayed on the walls, specialized locks, key-card readers, and audio locking devices placed on various glass podiums around the storefront. They also have an array of offensive security measures such as pepper spray, and tasers. On the left side of the building is the storeroom where they keep stock and the security repair vehicles they use for on location jobs.
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Prussian
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Post by Prussian on Jun 13, 2010 22:48:06 GMT -5
"Note the cameras. If it looks like I'm not getting results, knock them out." Nathanos whispered to Hicks, who nodded dutifully.
Nathanos twirled his walking stick extravagantly as he approached the front desk. Sobczak noting Hick's action quickly stood under the room's second security camera.
Nathanos slammed his stick on the desk, waking up the sleeping clerk.
"Ahh-- what--what." the Clerk said, "Oh-- sorry, sir? Umm.. who are you?" he asked.
"Nathanos Rivendare. I represent a few interests in London. We'd like to see some of the details of your operations. I represent several very prominent investors." said Nathanos.
"Oh... well let me check with my supervisor." said the Clerk.
Nathanos let out a sharp whistle, Hicks & Sobczak wincing despite being a good several yards away.
"You might notice a helicopter outside the window. I'm very busy and my time is extremely valuable. I've already spoken to the on-site manager via telephone and really have no such times for foolish games." said Nathanos, his tone sharp and serious.
"I'll ring up security then, they'll check your appointment and I'll have you right in." said the Clerk.
"Excellent." said Nathanos, turning and nodding to Hicks and Sobczak as he quietly twisted the top of his walking stick.
The Clerk dropped the phone in shock as Hicks and Sobczak fired silenced pistols upward into the Security cameras.
"Just what the f---" the Clerk began.
Nathanos whipped around, whipping a blade from his walking stick and slitting the Clerk's throat in one swift movement. He then hopped over the desk as Hicks and Sobczak covered the doors. Nathanos stood over the dying, looking into the eyes of the man he'd just killed.
"You my friend are a good employee. It's a pity. So concerned over loosing your job and now you've gone and lost your life." he said casually as he checked the dying clerk for anything of use.
"Ah, brilliant." Nathanos pulled out a key-card from the Clerk's pocket. "Thanks mate." he said, patting him on the chest lightly as he got up.
Nathanos touched the PPR radio in his ear. "Gambhir do a once around. Ito get over here, we're going to need someone on clean-up." said Nathanos.
Nathanos began digging through the Clerk's desk. He found a map of the place used to detail how to exit for a fire-drill.
"Given the look of the area, the computers are going to be in this area." he said, drawing a circle around the small cubicle room using a nearby pen.
"Now, methinks the area over here is where security is. That'll be our first step." Nathanos said.
Nathanos pulled three bandannas from his pocket, putting one on and tossing two to Hicks and Sobczak.
"Aim for the heads, we can't be walking around in bloody uniforms." said Nathanos as he opened the door and the three proceeded.
They kept to the walls, Sobczak and Hicks taking out every camera with well-placed shots.
"Hey what the--" a Security guard crossing the corner said, a bullet riping through his head before he could finish.
"Nice shot. Change quickly. Marksman gets dibs." Nathanos ordered.
"Holy shi-- Ahh!" an employee said around the corner, Nathanos whipped a throwing-knife into his back as he turned to flee.
Nathanos promptly closed in, un-lodging the blade from the man's back and slitting the employee's throat with it. Wiping it on the man's shirt and then slipping it back under his belt. As he completed cleaning his blade another employee walked by, stopping briefly to view the scene and then sprinting away screaming (quite appropriately) bloody murder. Nathanos immediately gave chase.
"Help!" the man screamed, running down the hallways.
A Security Guard leaped out in front of Nathanos, taser in hand. Nathanos flung the wooden-casing of his walking-stick at the Security Guard's face as he unsheathed the blade, running it through the man's chest. He withdrew it and growled as an alarm began to ring out. He rushed back to Sobczak and Hicks.
"We're going loud then." said Nathanos.
"f**king A." Hicks said, Sobczak and Hicks pulling sub-machines hidden within the sides of their coats.
"Sobczak, open the door for Ito. Lets do this quick." said Nathanos as he rushed too the stair-case with Hicks, Ido & Sobczak shortly thereafter.
"Gambhir, we're going to need you to pull extraction. Be in position, airborne, near our position in eight minutes." ordered Nathanos over the PPR.
Hicks kicked in the door to the stair-well as they all hurriedly made their way up the stairs to the second floor.
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Prussian
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Post by Prussian on Jun 19, 2010 17:32:35 GMT -5
[Nathanos has entered Eden Corp. Buisness/Warehouses]
Nathanos kicked in the door and immediately fired his silenced P22G pistol, a bullet flying dead-center through the surprised Clerk's brain, right between the eyes. Nathanos briefly lamented how no-one else was around to see that shot and then approached the door marked 'Employee's Only'. He held his breath as he grasped the door-knob and turned it down. He pulled back and smiled as the door opened. The electronic lock system had been knocked out with the IED as well.
He walked quietly down the hallways, pistol drawn and eyes scanning the darkness for any sign of movement. He'd always had good vision in the dark, and viewed it as a cloak of shadows ((+10 if you catch that reference)), but a child with a be-be gun could get the drop on him now with night-vision.
He looked down at his phone, following the complex 3D schematic. He traced the hallways with his finger, figuring out which elevator would take him to the bottom floors. Establishing it was the one closest to him, he moved quietly to it. Still no noise, no movement. Had everyone been evacuated. Then again it was late-- perhaps people weren't in their offices? Either way less witnesses was a good thing.
He approached the elevator, attempting to pry it open. After several failed attempts to do this by hand he drew the blade from his walking stick (which was now held to his back by the same strap that held the metal casing) and attempted to jam the elevator open with it. As he brought the blade close however, it was pulled to the center of the elevator. Nathanos managed to pry it off with some amount of effort and slipped it back into it's sheath.
"Touche Eden Corp." Nathanos said.
It appeared magnetic locks had been placed on the elevators going to the bottom floors to act as a safe-guard in case the power ever went out. Nathanos thought for a moment, taking the oak-casing from his walking stick and grabbing one of the frag grenades he'd stolen from the soldiers he'd killed outside the walls. He jammed the casing into the elevator, and quickly shoved the grenade into the crack, pulling the pin as he did so. He grabbed the casing and ran, the pressure from the doors causing the grenade to explode seconds after it'd been placed there.
The shock of the explosion sent Nathanos into one of the walls with some force. He hit the ground, his ears ringing in a daze. He stood up and cracked his back and neck, checking himself for any fragments that might have found it's way into him. He screwed the wooden casing back onto the blade and approached the elevator.
He approached the edge and starred down the long elevator shaft. He silently thanked Christ for the US Army having Kevlar padded gloves as he grasped hold of the elevator's wire with both hands wrapped both his legs around it, slowly descending the elevator shaft. He briefly considered attempting to slide down this quicker, but the idea of speeding down a metal wire so close to his family jewels made him opt for the slow & steady pace to this operation.
[Nathanos has left the 1st Floor of the Den Corp. Buisness / Warehouse]
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Post by Mikey on Jun 19, 2010 19:53:57 GMT -5
He made his way into the lobby of the Eden Corp. building, initially worried he might set a panic after losing his sweater and only means of hiding the weapons he carried. That was when he saw the dead man at the desk. A single bullet in his head. Fit the pattern, the guy had to be here. He had no idea where to look, a trail to the bad guy being nowhere to be found. The power was out, he couldn’t check security cameras. Seemed he was going to have to do this the old fashioned way.
He began to scour the area, starting at this first floor. He went any way he could, ignoring doors that were closed. He had kicked in the front doors to the area and left them that way, it didn’t seem like he was in the mood to cover his tracks. That kept Richard going, somehow knowing that if he was going to find a trace, it was going to be in a big way. And he wasn’t disappointed.
Bits of metal and smoke first, followed by some fire and finally the door to the elevator shaft blown open by an explosive that wasn’t meant for door breeching. He could see all the small holes in the area, knowing it had to have been a grenade. He drew his Sig Sauer and took a look into the shaft with its flashlight. Empty, and he couldn’t see any car. He didn’t take the elevator with the power out, he must have slid down.
Making sure everything was strapped firmly in place, Richard reached out and grabbed the cable, taking the faster route of slipping down the cable at a high speed.
(Richard is now at the Basement 5 Level.)
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Post by Avatar on Jun 26, 2010 12:30:07 GMT -5
Michael Summers had been surviving on the move staying as stealthy as possible whilst making his way around the city gathering any sort of information he could about his family. Unfortunately leads were very few but he did happen across one clue that was worthy of at least investigating before he thought better of leaving the city. Apparently there was a private sector security company called EDEN which may well have helped participate in evacuation procedures. Not to mention that they most likely had weaponry on site that could prove useful for one who is unfortunately stuck in hell at the moment. This meant that checking the EDEN facility would serve dual purposes nad thus was the logical destination.
Upon approaching the exterior of the facility, Michael's keen ears picked up a very high pitched mechanical sound in the distance. He hunkered down low to some shrubberies in the courtyard while curiously scanning the surroundings for the source of the noise, but could ultimately see nothing. Peering back towards the facility, all appeared to be within the realm of order, even somewhat inviting despite the lack of any visible movement. It was around a hundred yards or so from his current position to the general foyer entrance and he made his approach appear as casual and non threatening as possible. With the city in the state it was, tensions and suspicions would be incredibly high and there was no sense in provoking those who could be close to breaking under the current crisis. As he neared, the sound grew louder and the direction seemed to be the far side of the complex, however still no visible source. Something was telling him not all was right, but he forged forward nonetheless.
Inside the foyer, was relatively well lit, with a reception desk and a clerk slumped over it appearing to be asleep on the job. Michael smiled as pleasantly as he could while he closed distance and called out to the attendant.
"Excuse me, I was wondering if you coul-"
Michael abruptly topped talking as he came into full view of the clerk, slumped over and in a pool of blood. He immediately turned and searched about the area, looking for any signs of the assailant. He noticed that the security cameras had been shot, disabling them.
He paid more attention to the dead clerk. Judging from the condition of the corpse , Michael surmised that this happened very recently. Upon further investigating it seemed the man had his person searched over as well. Obviously not some random act of violence, and definitely not a result of a zombie attack. His death was due to a very precise puncture wound. Possibly a professional job.
Michael had encounters with such professionals before while on the run, and they never went well. Now more than ever, he wished he had a firearm of some sort to increase his odds. There was no telling what kind of weaponry the assailants were packing if in fact they were still there. Michael quickly browsed through the desk finding a fire escape routine map with a very generic layout of the facility. If there was in fact a room which held some of the information or resources he was looking for, then it would be best to know how to get there and back out as quickly as possible. A sinking feeling began to set in as he stood there.
[Michael Summers has entered the EDEN Facility]
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Post by Prussian on Jun 26, 2010 15:39:27 GMT -5
The ground rumbled slightly outside the Eden Corps warehouse, a few street lights flickering on and off as the tremors stopped and started. Suddenly it stopped outside, and instead the 1st Floor of the Eden Corp building began to shake.
Phones, files and pens fell off desks, the dead clerk fell from the chair and into the pool of his own blood. And then it stopped. Lights in the elevator shaft flickered on and off, flashing as a tremor hit B1, B2, B3. The tremors stopped briefly, a huge claw flying through the metal wall of the elevator shaft, breaking down the elevator doors of B3. A loud roar echoed through the first floors of the complex before the claw retracted back into the earth. The lights on the B4 briefly flashed on and off, before stopping, the tremors shaking the shaft and finally stopping at the final floor. The hidden B5 floor.
[Krall has entered the area around the Eden Corp buisness / warehouses, digging around B5]
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Post by Prussian on Jun 28, 2010 23:34:35 GMT -5
[B4]
Nathanos ushered the stampede of confused employees up the ramp, the roars of the creatures, moans of the infected, gunfire, explosions, and now lieutenant crawling out of a hole in the ground proving excellent motivation to swiftly move up the stair-well from B4 to the first floor. Not even Managers who perhaps knew of the Umbrella connections questioning the circumstances with self-preservation at stake.
[Nathanos has entered the 1st Floor]
Nathanos needed to say no more words, the employees bursting out the stair-case doors to the front-floor and scrambling out the exit as fast as their legs could carry. Nathanos calmly walked out after the stampede of Office-Workers, two squads of confused American soldiers standing outside.
"What the f**k is--- oh, apologies sir. What's the situation?" A Sergeant walked up to him and ask.
"No need to apologize Sergeant. Situation is completely FUBAR in there. I came in chasing someone I thought might be connected to the terrorist activity. A f**king Russian spy. Posing as a Goddamn' BSAA agent." Nathanos said in a perfect Southern accent.
"No s***?" the Sergeant said "I always know those Russkis would try something. Those Soviet insurgent groups they got marchin' around there these days. Sonofab*tch." he growled, Nathanos attempting not to chuckle, 'Just how little you know you vulgar little Colonist' Nathanos thought.
"There's also a B.O.W. there, big ass thing. Nothing I've ever seen before. It might have caused the explosion, s***'s... saw Infected in Umbrella uniforms down there. Whatever that terrorist is up to it's some A class f**ked up s***." Nathanos said, still catching his breath.
"God damn. Alright thank-you sir, your sure he's still down there?" the Sergeant asked.
"Unless that thing got him." Nathanos responded.
"Alright we'll put up a perimeter, you better get to HQ you look pretty beat-up, no offense sir." the Sergeant said.
"None taken. Just keep your eyes peeled... that thing." Nathanos said, having no need to fake the slightest bit of fear or confusion at just what the f**k that was.
The Sergeant saluted, the two squads taking up positions. Nathanos wasted no time making for the nearest exit. Noting that the gates we're now on lock-down, he disappeared into an alleyway and climped-up a fire-escape. Takinga running a jump over the east wall, hitting the wall, slipping off and falling fifteen feet flat on his back.
"Aww.... I should have done this when I was younger." Nathanos said, standing up and looking for his walking-cain to only find the blade.
He sighed seeing four infected lumbering toward him. He killed three with the remaining rounds in his now one pistol, and used a throwing knife to kill the last one. He didn't want to bend-over to pick it up.
He used his radio, contacting his men.
"East-Gate. Need a pick-up. Now." he hissed, shambling away from the east-gate in a good-amount of pain.
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