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Operation: X - Jeremy Hunter - 08-28-2011
Unity sighed. Moving up to Reaper, she slid next to Kiera.
"Hey, I'm Unity." She smiled softly.
Wayland looked at the mustache-wearing idiots.
"Take those off dammit, we're terrorists, not a bunch of Timmy Turners. Get serious, get your asses in gear, or if you come back I demote you to Rear Admiral of the Latrine. I also set up a burrito night."
Wayland crossed her arms.
"Reaper. Take your team, make the destraction. Then we all go in."
Wayland turned to her team of dark-helmeted commandos.
"Let us go. For Lord Gothera."
Operation: X - Pyromaniac - 08-28-2011
"Alright, let's go." Reaper started the engines and took off heading towards the city.
"So, I'm thinking we stage a bank robbery or something." Reaper told them. "It'll draw away tons of cops from all over the city, give everyone else a good shot at getting in. But of course getting out of the bank ourselves would be a problem..." Reaper lit a cigarette before continuing.
"So, I'm open to suggestions or ideas, that was just mine. Anyone?" She looked back at the other two to see if they had any ideas.
Operation: X - Pancakes - 08-28-2011
Amanda looked at reaper with the army uniforms in her hands, she smiled. "Well, you could surrender yourselves and will be taken to custody, the question is who will drive the secured car to the jail. Hijacking one shouldn't be too much problem for us would it?" She looked at her rookies whom node to her.
Operation: X - Death.RunningVerminator - 08-31-2011
CW looked around at the talkative bunch, pacing back and forth while pondering his next move. He stopped then looked at the latest rookie, Tariq. They had found him on Riuz and let him tag along, now it was time for him to show his skill alongside CW and Noland.
"Tariq, you're with me and Noland Grey over here.. And take off that damn mustache!"
Suddenly, some random agent came up to him and opened a briefcase in front of him. Inside it was one of the finest fake handlebar mustaches he had ever seen.
"WOULD YOU GET THAT OUT OF MY FACE BEFORE I KILL YOU!"
CW lowered his head a bit and sighed.
"Alright, we'll be going soon you two. Get your stuff ready. Reaper, Kiera, and Unity already left. I won't let some sissy girls kill more than me!"
The Agent walked over to their ship, nodding to Constable Wayland and Amanda on the way.
Operation: X - Araevin Teshurr - 09-03-2011
Bart looked at the crowd of soldiers who had formed around him, nobody of particular interest, he doubted any of them actually piloted ships, grunts. He watched as Reaper left, wondering what she had in plan, and then looked over to Noland and CW.
He chuckled at it all, but he figured this was not the time to be joking. He felt a nervous ping as he thought about the job, he would be working with a bunch he had no association with.
"Well, at least we all serve Gothera" He muttered to himself.
"Sir?" Said one of the soldiers, Jeffery, if he remembered rightly.
"Nothing, load up into the ship, we have a job to do."
Within minutes the soldiers had loaded into the tiny Startracker.
"A startracker, how quaint, I can see no expense was spared on this operation... Oh well, lets get going....All hail Gothera!"
All the soldiers echoed it as the engines started, and the ship began liftoff.
Operation: X - RAL - 09-08-2011
Noland nodded his head at CW. As CW turned to address the others, he walked over to his ship where his crew members were standing. He made a hand motion to the three of them, and then walked over behind the ship, where he opened up a panel just on the side. His three crew members looked at him strangely and then looked around. They all nodded and he pulled out a piece of equipment from within his ship. He stuffed the device into his duffel bag, and looked around before zipping up the bag again.
"I am tired gentlemen. Our friend has contacted me, and I plan to continue as discussed," Noland said to his men.
Noland looked them straight in the eye.
"Lets go finish this... If not, I will see you on the other side."
Noland walked back to the gathering of CrossBones Agents, he had a profound look in his eye. One he might not of even recognized himself with. He slung the duffel bag over his shoulder.
"We are ready..."
Operation: X - unlucky - 09-10-2011
- Hi - Kiera replied to Unity giving an innocent smile, only to wipe it off a moment later for taking up a wide grin. That did not last long either, and so she decided to remain silent for the duration of the trip. An other short-lived decision, as she heard Unity's remark of the moustaches what urged her to add her thoughts, even though she might not have heard it
- Why would that be a problem? At least we will not distract too much attention at first, they will do it for us until we can... do what actually?
When Reaper mentioned the bank robbery, Kiera's eyes brightened up
- BANK ROBBERY! - she sqeeked in the closed cockpit, what made her voice a bit more deafening that what it would have been back on the ground - that would be just plain awesome, maybe we can even keep the loot! I can't wait for my spending tour
Operation: X - Pyromaniac - 09-11-2011
Reaper shrugged.
"If we do manage to snag some cash the constables will probably just take it all to fund the next attack." She said with a sigh. "But hell, what's the harm in hoping?"
Reaper set course heading for a bank near their target. The plan was already forming in her head. This would be different from last time.
"I'm guessing I'm the only one who's ever robbed a bank before." She commented as she flew. "If you have please, let me know. It'll influence the plan."
Operation: X - RAL - 09-11-2011
[font=Impact][color=#000000]Noland walked over to CW's transport and entered it. He sat down in the transport, the duffel bag on the floor. He looked at the bag and slide it under his seat. He looked at his men standing by the shuttle door, then turned his attention to the floor of the shuttle. How had it gotten to this? He sat there thinking to himself...
He had never invisioned this for his life, he was born into this. For years he could not understand the reasons behind his drinking problems, but it was becoming obviously clear day by day. It was not the job that he had a problem with, he found himself quite capable of murder, it was the overal goal. He could no longer see himself following the orders of a false prophet. No more...
Now he was in a city, ready to kill all of it's inhabitants all for what? The orders of some man who claims himself as if he was a god, leading them to a unreachable city? No, he could not do it anymore. For any other reason he would of easily gone into that city and leveled it, but he could not worship a false dream any longer.
He looked up at his men.
If they could not see the truth, then they would surely not see what was about to happen next. He reached into the duffel bag, before pulling his hand out again. Noland stood up and nodded at his men. He walked out of the shuttle looking around at the gathering and then looking once more over his shoulder at CW.
"Goodbye old friend," Noland said under his breath.
Noland and his men walked off into the distance unnoticed by the rest of the group. It was not the end for Valravn, but rather the beginning. Noland and his men slowly disappeared into the distance. His duffel bag sat there.... in CW's transport... ticking.....
He had never invisioned this for his life, he was born into this. For years he could not understand the reasons behind his drinking problems, but it was becoming obviously clear day by day. It was not the job that he had a problem with, he found himself quite capable of murder, it was the overal goal. He could no longer see himself following the orders of a false prophet. No more...
Now he was in a city, ready to kill all of it's inhabitants all for what? The orders of some man who claims himself as if he was a god, leading them to a unreachable city? No, he could not do it anymore. For any other reason he would of easily gone into that city and leveled it, but he could not worship a false dream any longer.
He looked up at his men.
If they could not see the truth, then they would surely not see what was about to happen next. He reached into the duffel bag, before pulling his hand out again. Noland stood up and nodded at his men. He walked out of the shuttle looking around at the gathering and then looking once more over his shoulder at CW.
"Goodbye old friend," Noland said under his breath.
Noland and his men walked off into the distance unnoticed by the rest of the group. It was not the end for Valravn, but rather the beginning. Noland and his men slowly disappeared into the distance. His duffel bag sat there.... in CW's transport... ticking.....
Operation: X - Jeremy Hunter - 09-12-2011
Unity sighed, checking over her SMG continually. She was nervous, but knew Reaper would look after her in Wayland's stead.
"I have experience sneaking out of heavily defended orphanages, guarded by the most strict, evil, and dastardly force imaginable."
She took a breath.
"Madame Mcreed..."
Unity wracked a clip into her SMG.
"I'm ready."