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Post by Brown Devil on Mar 10, 2009 13:40:09 GMT -5
Comming from Naval Air BaseDaniel felt the decent. He knew before one of the crew came to tell them that they were landing momentarily that they were in Raccoon City. This place was Hell for everyone who entered. It was the source of the outbreak last time, one of Umbrella's many outposts. Deep down he feared this place, a fear he would probably never get over. The plane trembled a bit, but it shook like crazy as soon as the wheels touched the deck. He hated these big bulky things. The plane slowed and soon after came to a stop far away from the terminals, they didn't want to be greated with anykind of police of civilians wanting military protection. Even if that was their job, their mission was to get to the base in the mountains so that they could really help. Taking on crew they couldn't hold would help no one. They loaded up on the trucks and loaded them off the C-130. They drove them safely away from the cargo plane, giving it room to leave and go back to the Naval Air Base back on the west coast. After they packed, Daniel got out and sat on the hood, waiting for their escort from the Arklay Base. Hopefully it wouldn't be too long. He didn't want the airport security bothering them too much. He had no doubt that they had been informed about their landing there, but he doubted they were happy about it. Supplies and soldiers not going towards the safety of the airport was allowed to be transported, but it wasn't something they liked doing. Daniel pulled out his canteen and took a gulp of water, placing it back in it's holster before looking around, keeping his M4 at the ready. No need to get careless, even in a safe place like this. There was nowhere safe in this world anymore, just places more dangerous than the next. Thats how he saw things.
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Post by Brown Devil on Mar 11, 2009 14:45:23 GMT -5
Daniel was starting to get impatient. The helo was s'posed to be here almost half an hour ago. From what he knew, Arklay wasn't that far away. He turned to the others, and knew most of them knew what he knew. There were a couple, including Sam that just thought they were going farther than they had first thought. Daniel smiled and touched Sam's hand, squeezing it gently. She smiled back and for a split second, Daniel was in heaven, like nothing could ever go wrong. Those moments never last now days... A set of headlights appeared infront of them, comming dead at them. Daniel let go of Sam's hand and stood up, his rifle at the ready. "Look sharp..."He said simply, almost too quietly. They all stood in formation around their respected vehicles. Sam stood right behind Daniel. They all watched in silence as the vehicle closed in on them all. It started to slow down as it came within 30ft of the group, then stopped 13ft away from them. They didn't turn off their headlights. "Sgt. Brown?!" Someone shouted as the door opened. Daniel thought about not answering, but decided against it. "Who's asking?" He said, hand still tight around the carbine. "I'm Specialist Martin, here to escort you to the Arklay Base. Your 7ton will follow behind me, and you take the rear. Do you understand?" Daniel didn't like it. Too many uncertainties. And this wasn't how everything was s'posed to go down. "I wan't to see some credentials, you wern't s'posed to be our escort you see." The man stepped forward, but Daniel held his hand up, his men holding up their rifles. "Lights off first." The man paused and turned towards his vic. The lights were cut off, then after a moment of his eyes adjusting, he could see the man. He stepped up and held out his I.D. Daniel took it and looked it over while the man spoke. "Our pilot for the helicopter has gone UA so I'm plane B" Daniel nodded and handed the I.D. back. "Load up." He said, watching the army ranger get back into his truck. They all loaded up and started to follow the humvee out. Off to the Arklay Military Base
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Post by Warsteiner on Mar 19, 2009 14:42:56 GMT -5
(Chris and his party enter) Chris drives his ford fast into the airport. He has been chased by a group of easily 20 zombies. The trip here from the apartment complex in Downtown was a killer, almost literally. Chris drives slower as he realises that he's on the runway, he stops the car slowly. They all take a deep breath. BJ is completely ignorant of the surrounding areas. Chris looks at Downy and Josie, they seem to have been holding their seats. Chris asks Downy to reach in the back and take out the duvets and covers. They can rest in the car for a moment. Chris turns the car off, shuts the door and locks it. Downy rolls down his window. "Where are you going?" He asks. "Well, we're not gonna get out of here without a plane, now are we?" He says, "I'm going to look for one." He says. Chris expected nothing, he knew that no plane would be there but he still hoped. Chris noticed a humvee a couple hundred yards away. It seemed to travelling fast, Chris ignored it, he knew he couldn't catch them and he was on a mission anyway. Chris was round the back of a building. He took his deagle out, reloaded what was left of his current clip, 7 bullets. He leaned round the corner of the pillar and gasped. He'd expected nothing but saw a huge jumbo jet, it was probably left by the military. Chris saw no-one guarding it. He ran over to it, the ramp to the seats and cockpit were still open. It said NAB on the side then underneath; Naval Air Base. He armed his deagle and went in, he checked the plane for about 5 to 6 minutes. He find a couple of bullets here or there, but everything was taken. Chris looked in the cockpit, it was obvious it was abandoned what with a few keys in their slots and the plane still humming down. Chris had a pilots license but had never flown anything so big before. He quickly grabbed every set of keys he could find and ran back out. He crossed the concrete, went round the corner and went up to the car. Downy rolled down his window again. "Anything?" He asked. "..." Chris held up his keys, he said whatever he needed to with his eyes. Downy smiled and laughed. There was a way out. "Out now you lot, we're on our way to Egypt. Oh, but by the way, I've never flown anything this big before!" Chris said. They all walked off and left the car. Chris kept the keys, he didn't know why, he just needed a reminder of his safety. "Wait, big?" Josie said. "Oh yeah!" He said back. Josie stopped for a microsecond before jogging round the corner in front of everyone and gasping at the size. Downy stopped at the look on her face. He turned to Chris and said; "...What is wrong with it?" He asked quite glumly. "Nothing's wrong with it. Just look!" He said back, he knew the curiosity would overcome him. Downy made a sly look, but then decided to carry on, he looked round the corner and gasped also. The hugeness of the aeroplane had overtaken him. Chris walked casually round the corner, passing him and gently tapping him on the back. BJ, Chris and Josie walk over to the plane whilst Downy is lost for words, he quickly follows them. They enter the plane and Chris closes the door. He locks it and walks up to the cockpit. They all walk up, as they do, they spot several seats along the way. He pointed at them and said. "If you can, make yourself some extra baggage, this may be bumpy." They all looked at each other. They were scared, little did they know, so was Chris. Chris sits down, locks his seatbelt and takes the keys out. He knows which ones go where and how to flow it, the only setback was that he needed a co-polit, unfortunately he was the only pilot there and so couldn't have one. He put his flight vizor on, including headphones and microphone. He was nervous. He started the plane, hearing the rumbling, feeling the engines spin. He calmed himself, turned on the autopilot GPS. He took a swig of water that he found in the seat next to him, it was still cold when he got there. He clicked his fingers and limbered himself. Then he set off, but it wasn't long before he realised that there wasn't enough fuel in the plane. "Guys, change of plans, we're got enough for...England, no further than that, we'll have to restock there." Chris said. "But, Egypts safe!" Josie answered back angrily. "I know Josie! I know! But we only have enough fuel for England. Plus, I haven't told you lot this but, well, England is my heritage, I may sound it but I'm not from America at all!" "Well, then it's down to you Chris, let's go see your new home...chaps, hehehe." Downy chuckled with a ridiculous British accent.
(Chris and his party hijacked the military plane and are heading for the London airport)
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Post by Lance on Mar 19, 2009 22:55:10 GMT -5
Lance landed the plane he had stolen from the Portland airport and reached into the back of the plane and grabbed his AR15 and his three extra clips of ammo and hoped out of the stolen plane with his AR15 hanging from its strap by his side. Lance started to look around to see what raccoon city was all about. Once Lance looked around for a little bit he started walking towards the exit.
Before Lance left the airport he stopped to try and get something to eat, but sadly couldnt find anything. So he decided to hang around the airport for a little bit to give himself time to stretch his legs and to be fully propared for anything that flew at him. A half hour had pass since Lance had landed in raccoon city. So he finally decided to leave the airport and start out on his self made mission.
(Lance is now at the pawn shop.)
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Post by Mikey on Mar 27, 2009 0:30:21 GMT -5
The TFP squad commanded by Sergeant Middleton fell into the airport in a quick and efficient manner. They stayed single file, stopped to speak to no one. They simply moved from the entrance to the Tarmac where an Osprey waited for them. They boarded, flying off to their new assighnment area. Washington DC. More specifically, Fort Belvoir.
(TFP team is now in Fort Belvoir, Washington DC.)
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Post by ragnell on Apr 11, 2009 6:44:43 GMT -5
(OOC: Sarah and Joe are coming from La Bronse Car Dealership)
As Joe drove the car smoothly up to the blockade around the airport She reached into her back pocket and pulled out her I.D. she looked to Joe and wondered what his I.D. would say on it, Once they made it to the wall itself two officers came up to the car Sarah again rolled down her window as the first cop started to say something.
"What business are we doing today?" He asked in a nice tone looking between the two of them has the other one took Sarah I.D. and started to look it over.
Sarah stay in he chair and didn't say anything deciding it would be better if Joe handled the questions, She turned and looked at him wondering if he would lie or not-he'd probably tell the truth from what Sarah saw of him earlier.
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Post by Scorpio on Apr 11, 2009 17:54:39 GMT -5
"We're just delivering this car to representatives of a Mr Stanton officer. He asked us to bring it up to the airport."
"Those suits that hang around all day offering jobs? Man, they were trying to pay us to go get his car, you two should find something better to do than run errands for some Scrooge. Anyway, you got ID?"
Joe pulled his medallion out.
"This is the closest thing I have. I'm a monk with the Sinanju order."
"......a monk in a sports car with a girl?"
Joe looked at Sarah, around the inside of the car and back to the policeman.
"Is something wrong with that?"
"I'm keeping an eye on you buddy." The car was waved in. Joe parked it at the first spot he could find.
"Wonder what that was about?"
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Post by ragnell on Apr 11, 2009 20:25:21 GMT -5
Sarah looked over at Joe thinking that he most be joking, She opened her door, Got out and looked at him again in a way that said, "Are you kidding me?" not actually saying anything, Once out she checked her guns reloading the two Handguns, She pulled her shotgun out even it this place was "Safe" Nothing was ever truly safe, Sarah looked around the airport turning to face Joe and asking him.
"Soooo where is this guy anyway?" As she spoke she placed both hands on her jacket and gave it a whip to refresh it and clear and wrinkles from it, She then dusted off her denim jeans making shore there was no blood on her-to bad there was more on her boots and the the bottom of her jeans then anywhere else.
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Post by Scorpio on Apr 13, 2009 7:10:38 GMT -5
Joe retrieved his bag from the back seat and threw it over his shoulder.
"I'm not actually sure, I was just asked to meet them back here."
"and you did well at that mister Joe."
Stantons representatives stepped out from hiding, one carrying a case whilst another two looked over the car for any damage, eventually giving a thumbs up to the first man.
"You've outdone yourself, we've got your payment right here? 1 million dollars as promised."
"Hold on a minute. I had a look around the offices in that showroom. Your boss hasn't actually paid for this car has he?"
The man furrowed his brow. "It was his intent to pay for the car fully, but now that the salespersons are no longer reachable, there is no real problem in him paying you to recover it."
The two other men stood to either side of Joe and Sarah, reaching into their jackets to indicate they were armed.
"However, should you have a little guilt trip and try to turn us in. I'd suggest you remember that WE were not anywhere near the showroom. YOU and your partner stole it and are now selling it to us."
He laid the briefcase on top of another car hood and opened it, showing several stacks of cash. He slid it over in Joe's direction.
"Just take your blood money holy man, and walk away. No hard feelings."
Before he could take his hand away, Joe slammed the case shut on the suits fingers. He yelled out in pain as the other two pulled their guns, hesitant to shoot given the heavy police and military airport security.
"No hard feelings." Joe released the mans hand and close the case over, handing it to Sarah. "You earned this. I can't take it."
He walked towards the main terminal building, slightly disillusioned at the world outside the village he came from.
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Post by ragnell on Apr 13, 2009 7:45:20 GMT -5
Sarah thought for once everything could g easy but as son has she heard Joe say. "Hold on a minute." She knew it could only go downhill from there, When they put there hands into there jackets clearly trying to intimidate herself and Joe, Sarah grabbed both her Semi-auto Chief's Special handguns not pulling them out and aiming to could primped a unneeded reaction it was more to show she had guns too, And has there conversion continued it only got worse, In the end Joe slammed the briefcase shut on the mans fingers and once the two other guy started to aim one at her the other at Joe, Sarah aim one of her guns on both men.
Once Joe told the man that there where, "No hard feelings." Sarah put away her guns and took the case from him, Before she could ask him if he was sure he'd already started towards the main building possibly to got on a plane and leave this f***ed up city called Raccoon City, On a normal day Sarah would've taken the money and just leave but Joe was a good guy and he needed it for his church or whatever she she would go ask him one last time, Her dad called it the 60 second role what someone said or did they may want to take back in a minute once they had a chance to think it over.
She ran over to where Joe was and ask in a hard tone. "Are you sure you want to give up what you worked for?" She held the briefcase in front of him by the handle and looked at him with her shining blue eyes.
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Post by Scorpio on Apr 14, 2009 7:23:51 GMT -5
"I couldn't take it knowing what I did for it. Wouldn't feel right sending it home either, we've never been hurting for anything we need, just as long as there are good people willing to help each other out."
He sat down in the waiting area once he got inside, looking at the flight times deciding where to go next.
"Besides, you did just as much as I did. Can you think of someone you know who you could help with the money?"
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Post by ragnell on Apr 15, 2009 20:05:53 GMT -5
Sarah thought about in for a moment, She never really knew anyone outside of her family thanks to the first outbreak the only place she ever stayed the only people she eve knew where the few at her uncle's house and she already knew them anyway, She had met some other people in her journeys from place to place but no one who deserved the money has much has Joe did, So the simplest answer would be the best.
"No." Sarah said a little coldly and in a even tone, "No i haven't, Other then you that is." Sarah finished still looking at Joe.
"But if you wont take the money would you at lest tell me what church it is you were going to give this too? so i car get in contact with you again." The last part was a lie if he told her where this place was she would send some money over there for them.
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Post by Scorpio on Apr 16, 2009 14:55:51 GMT -5
ooc: We aren't gonna be stuck in this politeness battle forever are we?
ic: "Not so much a church, just a monastory, few of them all over the place. I grew up with the hong kong chapter. We may have lost the brothers in spain during the first outbreak though."
He thought about the best way for Sarah to make contact. "Hmm, I don't even have a phone, never really went beyond the village."
He looked around the various shops in the terminal from his seat. He still had his travelling cash, since plane travel was so easy and cheap nowadays with all the military units and mercs jumping around, you could seemingly just barter a ticket.
"We're pretty much everywhere currently. Lots of the able members are travelling on good will missions like me." and probably doing better at it he didn't add. "Just tell any of them you meet and they'll keep the message going."
He looked up at the flight time board, so many choices. "So where are you heading next?
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Post by MaDneSS on Apr 16, 2009 15:22:37 GMT -5
Finally they had gotten through, wearing his aviator sunglasses, Brian would walk through the lobby of the airport, once again being stopped by men from the military and asked to show ID. After they let him pass he and Duke would walk up to the flight board, reading over the possible places he could go. Glancing over to the other people that were checking aswell, he would approach them, attempting to make abit of conversation. "So.. where're you all from?" his accent kicking in as he asked harmlessly. Duke would walk over to the people and sniff at their hands, expecting food to be handed over as it had been when Brian still worked the pub. It had been a few weeks since either of them had even been in contact with uninfected people.
Shouldering his bag to get into a better position, Brian would stand and look around, observing the marines and people passing through. Reaching into his pocket, he would pull out a slightly bent cigarette. Sliding it into his mouth, he would dig around his pants and bag for his lucky lighter. Eventually pulling out an old and scratched silver zippo, he would flick the top open and ignite the wheel with his thumb. After holding the flame up to ignite the cancer stick, Brian would flick it shut, extinguishing the flame and tucking it away in his pocket.
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Post by ragnell on Apr 18, 2009 8:05:28 GMT -5
Sarah was not surprised to hear that he "don't even have a phone" and that they were "pretty much everywhere" no matter what there was something Joe could say to negate her good will and it started to get on her last nerve, Sarah let out a sigh while dropping her head shaking it from left to right then she stopped put her hands on her hips and looked at Joe.
"Fine you don't want any money then fine i"ll just take it all!" She said not rising her voice but still sounding angry, She once again pulled her jacket giving it a whip not for any reason except to show that she could, Then she pick up the briefcase gave him one more look and walked away bumping into the man behind her on her way out.
(Sarah Shepard has left the airport)
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