Xander
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Post by Xander on Jun 29, 2006 11:26:10 GMT -5
[The fifty-first Templeton Warehouse stands in a dilapidated part of Lassert Barrens, just barely outside of the Limelight District. Like its surroundings, it's covered with a thick layer of grime and rust. The concrete is notched and worn from the elements.
It appears as straight-forward as warehouses are, with two large doors in the front for loading. Windows here and there dot the buildingscape, one about 40 feet up is open. The padlocked single doors have rust built up on the locks and handles. It appears largely unused.]
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|[guth]|
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Post by |[guth]| on Jun 29, 2006 13:36:58 GMT -5
Trevor raised an eyebrow slightly, thoughtfully, almost sarcastically.
"Well, apparently my parents thought so. And keep talking like that and I've got the perfect implant for your head." He smirked and continued to walk beside Vlad, though just a bit back so as not to be in the way if the Pysker turned right.
"But anyway, know much about this warehouse we're supposed to be raiding? Security of any sort, or do we get to invite ourselves in?"
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Xander
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Post by Xander on Jun 29, 2006 13:44:39 GMT -5
Vlad smirked, "You know you like being complemented by a hot guy. You just don't want to show it. 'S alright. I understand it takes some getting used to."
He gestured toward the warehouse, which was now in view, "The physical security is--well, not exactly stellar. It'll take some breaking-and-entering. The tough part for us will be getting to the server room so you can jack the mainframe. They did a little better with their Matrix Security than with their padlocks."
He paused briefly, "Oh, and there might be guards. But they can probably just be avoided."
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|[guth]|
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Post by |[guth]| on Jun 29, 2006 13:52:16 GMT -5
"Hmmm..." The Decker frowned. "Well, the more time we can buy, the better. I've rushed jobs before, but they usually aren't fun."
As they continued to walk along, Guth undid his bandanna and shook his hair out. He brushed it back, then began to wrap the cloth around his left palm. Knotting it in the palm, he unsheathed his knife and slid it between the layers of cloth on the back of the hand, handle towards the knuckles. Always good to have an edge if possible, and sheathing the blade on his hand instead of on his leg would give a shorter reaction time. Hopefully, anyway.
"What about these mercs? Know when they're supposed to show up or anything about them?"
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Xander
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Post by Xander on Jun 29, 2006 16:35:29 GMT -5
Vlad checked his timepiece, doing some quick mental calculations, "It's almost 10pm now. My source said the mercs' ETA was 11pm. It's when the night watch comes on duty. We have a little over an hour to get in and hack the system."
He stopped, inspecting the warehouse from around the street one up.
"Hm. I wonder...see that window up there?" he pointed to the one slightly open latch. "If one of us got through that window, we could then open the side doors for the other."
A slight smile came across his lips, "Can you jump 13 meters in the air?"
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|[guth]|
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Post by |[guth]| on Jun 29, 2006 16:52:32 GMT -5
"And get out," Guth added, following Vlad's line of sight. He cleared his throat at the query, but didn't look away.
"Never tried, though I'm told there's a first time for everything. On a completely different note, have you ever hurled a seventy kilogram object thirteen metres into the air with enough accuracy to not kill it on delivery?"
He looked at Vlad out of the corner of his eye with a smirk.
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Xander
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Post by Xander on Jun 29, 2006 17:10:31 GMT -5
Vlad grinned, "Getting out's gonna be the fun part."
He backed away from the man as he spoke, "Don't even think about trying to hurl me anywhere."
A small grin spread across his face, "If only...oh wait. Follow me."
He crept forward, staying in the shadows of the burnt out streetlights until he was at the face of the Warehouse. Checking to make sure Trevor was watching, he bent his knees slightly. He took a single, deep breath.
"This is why I'm inhuman," he said quietly.
With the release of his bent legs, his body suddenly rocketed into the air. The charge carried him up the side of the building, as his arc started to slow. He slammed (albeit a little hard) into the wall of the warehouse, his hands gripping the window sill. He pulled himself up and inside in one smooth motion.
Moments passed before the padlock on the door seemed to shift and pop open. The door creaked quietly, as Vlad's head appeared out the door.
"So, Trev...you comin'?"
[Jump]: Psyker creates a feedback of energy against gravitational forces, increasing their jump height by 40 feet. Duration: 1 round, PP Cost: 12, Level 1, Force 2
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|[guth]|
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Post by |[guth]| on Jun 29, 2006 17:27:07 GMT -5
Guth watched Vlad impassively. He'd seen it done before, it was nothing new. Combined with his slight prejudice against Psykers, he wasn't particularly interested in watching the boy flaunt himself, so while he was still midjump the Decker strolled over to the door and leaned against the wall.
"Yes, well, actually I was talking about you throwing me up. But bravo and whatnot."
He shoved past Vlad and ducked into the building, whereupon his eyes immediately began scurrying across the entirety of the interior.
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Xander
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Post by Xander on Jun 29, 2006 17:36:52 GMT -5
Vlad rolled his eyes, "Drek, Trev, no need to be all pissy."
He closed the door behind them, eyeing their surroundings, "From the blueprints I copied, the mainframe is in the basement. You'll have to jack into it using one of the jacks there. Now, we just get to dodge the guards."
#################### #S-------+--------G# #--------|---------# #________|______+__# #--------|---------# #---G----|--------T# #--------|--------V+ #--------|---------# #---G----+---------# ####################
V = Vlad T = Trevor + = Door | or _ = Wall G = Guard. S = Stairs
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|[guth]|
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Post by |[guth]| on Jun 29, 2006 17:56:54 GMT -5
Trevor brushed off Vlad's comment and glanced over the schem.
"Doesn't look too bad," he mused. "Depending on how many guards are at each location and how awake they are."
He strode over to the door on their right and tried to peer through the presumed crack between the door and the frame.
"Got anything in your bag of tricks that dopes people?"
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Xander
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Post by Xander on Jun 29, 2006 18:01:25 GMT -5
Vlad shook his head, "Nope. I'm a Type II Psyker; my powers are strictly limited to physical manifestations. I don't have any mind-influencing powers."
He opened the flap of his jacket, showing the silvery handle of a monofilament whip, "This is what I use to dope people. 'Course, sometimes it's from bloodloss rather than drugs."
[What Trevor saw in the small crack was only a sliver of the room's occupancy. A shadow moved on the left edge of the crack, just a bit back and forth. Apparently, the guard had moved from the schematic's location. Vlad made a note on the schematic.]
#################### #S-------+-----G---# #--------|---------# #________|______+__# #--------|-----T---# #---G----|-----V---# #--------|---------+ #--------|---------# #---G----+---------# ####################
V = Vlad T = Trevor + = Door | or _ = Wall G = Guard S = Stairs
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|[guth]|
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Post by |[guth]| on Jun 29, 2006 18:05:55 GMT -5
"Hm," the Decker grunted. "Or you could just hit him in the head with his own gun. Provided he doesn't sound the alert first."
Either way, they were going to need the door open to do anything. Couldn't see a damn thing right now. Besides, Trevor didn't know about Vlad but his gut reactions were always better than his planned ones. And so, gripping the handle, he pushed it open as softly as he could about two inches. Not enough to be noticeable if the guard wasn't looking right at it.
Unless it needed oil.
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Xander
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Post by Xander on Jun 29, 2006 18:27:59 GMT -5
Vlad winced, slightly, waiting for the creak of the door to sound and alert the guard. But Trevor apparently stopped it before it reached its creaking point. The two inches were there, and no sound had been made from the guard. Vlad opened his eyes, releasing a slight breath of relief.
He slid the handle of the whip out of his jacket, not yet releasing the strand.
#################### #S-------+-----G---# #--------|---------# #________|______+__# #--------|-----T---# #---G----|-----V---# #--------|---------+ #--------|---------# #---G----+---------# ####################
V = Vlad T = Trevor + = Door | or _ = Wall G = Guard S = Stairs
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|[guth]|
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Post by |[guth]| on Jun 29, 2006 18:37:46 GMT -5
Trevor stepped back from the door so his voice didn't carry.
"So...neither one of us has any distance weaponry, and even if we did they probably wouldn't be silenced. The best thing I can think of at this point is to rush him. We can't really sneak around with him this close, and the shock might be enough for you to knock him down or some such before one of us finishes him."
He paused and turned back to the door. "It's not like the floor wasn't going to have a few red spots tonight anyway. What think you?"
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Xander
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Post by Xander on Jun 29, 2006 18:42:35 GMT -5
Vlad nodded, "It sounds like a plan to me. I don't know if you've ever seen a monofilament whip in action, but it's a bit of a finesse weapon but deadly if used properly. If you can distract him for a moment, I can use a little trick of mine to incapacitate him."
He gripped the handle lightly, letting the monofilament cord and counterweight drop into his hand, "Ready?"
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