Fate

[Amakusa Takehiro]

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- Right now he felt like the strongest fighter here.[/ul][/teal]

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Kiyoshi halted his personal assault to hear out the Crow that had been dispatched to relay him the information. Another heavy sigh left him as the wheels of his mind processed the information and plotted, the Crows were still relatively new and could not afford nor were they capable of bearing the brunt of this war in Long Beach. He turned to the member to relay the strategy.

“Return to the front, tell the others to wait and hold the fighting within the school grounds. Hopefully Fett will show in time.”

In time for what? A strike. For the immediate time the smaller Crows could let the larger SLF and its members take the brunt of the battle… and casualties. Was it cold and calculating? Perhaps, but he wasn’t the leader of the SLF, he wasn’t captain. He would protect those who he was bound to protect and those he could but he would not risk what he’d worked so hard to create on this. That was the plan he had, and undoubtedly the German (should he arrive) would pick up on that given the orders given to the Crows. Whatever his tactician figured from there would be fine.

With the Crow heading off to do as commanded, Kiyoshi once again took to his ritualistic march through the battlefield. A rounded corner or two and he came upon the sight he was afraid off, a man standing beside several dead students who’d been shot. There was no honor in this, but this was what was to be expected from Barker and his ilk. He halted just about ten feet from the scene, his two wooden swords held firmly in hand (one in each), as he stared through his glasses at the man.

“So this is what it has come to, huh…”

A brief pause as his eyes narrowed.

“… Patrick.”

It took until now for the former student of 552 to put the pieces together. The chaos this situation had created was all too reminiscent of the attack they had on the correctional facility. Finally Kiyoshi had figured out that Daniel Heart was Patrick O’Connor…

… and now the two were going to duel.


Kiyoshi relays orders to the Crows and confronts Patrick.

[Patrick O'Connor]

When Patrick said, weapons free he had meant it. From this point on anyone and everyone that was not a friendly to Barker's forces was liable to get shot. In fact that was the intention. As an underground hub for qi users the school was a symbol of hope. If there were a massacre here that would be extinguished, even if the undoubtedly few survivors were bound to make it out alive. And when Patrick told eagle group to go loud, that was the command for two of the groups members to begin firing M82A2 rifles. This meant that for anyone entertaining the idea of staying on that roof behind a wall would find a hole in the wall and pieces of them here there and everywhere. The rounds that hit students would likely leave those still alive terrified. For those remaining on the roof there would be no option but to make a mad dash to the door or some other means of getting away from the rifle fire. Eagle group was under orders that once they had eliminated the threat on the roof they were to open fire on any available target, inside the school or out to thin the numbers of the opposition and generally cause panic.

The soldiers of Barker's crew made it in as one Mekiel Echigo came down a hallway throwing a table that didn't amount to terribly too much. Patrick nodded at the experiment that had made his way in as explosions began to openly go off in the city. The six men who were armed were equipped with FN P90's in addition to more terrifying assortments, but it was the P90's that were of note. Patrick knew from looking at Mekiel that his shield for him and his double would likely afford some protection against regular bullets but the rounds from the P90's that was really a question for Mekiel's Qi as the rounds from the P90's were designed for some armor penetration. Regardless of that fact it would be irrelevant as the presence of the experiment would seem to indicate that he was here to fight the qi users. It was likely that the six soldiers were meant to sweep and secure the school along with additional troops.

Patrick was on his way down another hallway leaving the experiment to deal with Mekiel while he went to do his own thing when he heard a familiar voice calling out to him.

“So this is what it has come to, huh… Patrick.”

"Ye finally pieced it together Kiyoshi," Patrick replied in his irish accent, no longer hiding who he was. The Irishman turned to the Japanese student revealing his new golden eyes, in contrast to their original green. Patrick spoke with no emotion in his voice, no remorse for killing those students, nor any sick pleasure, his words were simply, empty, "So, how did ye figure me out?"

Patrick honestly was pretty curious to find that one out. He had been able to live here for a fairly long time, right under the nose of quite a few familiar 552 faces. Though he had looked a lot different Patrick O'Connor ever would it definitely would be difficult to hide the fact that Daniel and Patrick had the exact same facial scar. One that he had been fairly sure wasn't all to common.

All curiosity aside Patrick also wondered what brought Kiyoshi here. He knew that the kid never shied away from a fight but this was plain idiotic. He had to have known that this situation was coming. To know that anyone left at 259 would be fighting for their lives, literally. Kiyoshi had been through school wars where they had been supposedly fighting for their lives but this time it was for real. If he lost this fight there was very little chance of survival. Kiyoshi wasn't possibly that stupid was he? Or Patrick had to consider the alternative, that he had some sort of plan which made this whole escapade worthwhile and necessary. Regardless of the questions swimming in his head he figured that they would come in time as he awaited kiyoshi's response to his first question.

But even all this earnest curiosity was hidden. He played the facade of being an emotionless shell, which he played beautifully by the way, while underneath found distaste in his actions. No remorse, simply distaste that it had to be this way. He knew the importance of the message being sent by the massacre but that didn't mean he liked the way it was being sent. All the same he played the part of being fine with it. Patrick wondered if he was just fooling himself though, with all these "thoughts, distastes and curiosities". Maybe they were just fabricated for him to keep what little of his sanity he had regain. Maybe he was just the empty shell he had been.

Anyway that was not important at the moment, the Japanese man in front of him was the important thing at the moment. There to satisfy his curiosities for the time being...

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In a more casual situation Kiyoshi would have nodded in agreement when Patrick mentioned his piecing it together, but it wasn’t casual. Instead he kept the cool hard stare as the follow up question came. Granted Kiyoshi had never claimed to be the smartest man in the world, far from it in fact. Often he claimed to be nothing more than an ignorant ruffian, which was completely fine with him. That is to say it had been completely fine with him. Now things were changing, not only within the school but world wide like a tidal wave they couldn’t even comprehend, and as the leader of the Crows, as Auroth’s protégé, as a man… he had to become more. Kiyoshi took a solemn breath before answering.

“Before I never paid much attention. When you said you were Daniel Heart, despite any similarities, I took it at face value. Guess I was just too caught up in living my life the way I wanted to see what was going on.”

A small admission of guilt. He should have seen how quickly Jayr and the SLF were moving, he should have known Barker would make a move. But he didn’t because he was caught up in his freedom. Moving forward no one could be certain, but today Kiyoshi had moved from chaotic neutral to chaotic good.

“I even came here thinking it would be just like old times… just like the assault on the correctional facility back in New York. It was truly sobering to see how wrong I was. With that clarity, the chaos, everything just fell into place… or maybe it was there all along in the back of my mind, I just never cared to pull it out.”

Kiyoshi wasn’t really sure, but it was the sobering smell and sounds of gunfire and death combined with old memories. He took another deep breath, gloved hands tightening on the handles of his wooden swords as he debated switching to the wakizashi sheathed at his waist. Patrick was undoubtedly armed and ready to kill, chances were Kiyoshi would have to match that. Vicious vs. Spike anyone?

“Why?”

Now Patrick could be cute and start the old villain speech about his reasons, philosophy, or whatever… or he could retain the spirit they both once had and be straight up honest. The obvious question being what made Patrick be a part of this. Kiyoshi would wait for the answer, hoping for something that wasn’t completely damning as there wasn’t many words left between the two beyond this, he’d rather not end this completely despising someone how was in many ways his mirror image.

[Zack Asiv]

@amakusa:

The boy would look so frail, and weakly up at the man before him, this towering tank of a man would HURL him to the side into some bushes, a small light escaping before what stood up DEFFINITLY wasn't that little boy... In fact.

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- The man looked to Amakusa.... Amakusa looked at Amakusa. Admin is confused.[/ul][/teal]

[Amakusa Takehiro]

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- Both hands would clench into fists, each knuckle popping with a sickening crack before he grinned and charged at his opponent, sending his right leg out for a sweep at the knees and his right elbow to come crashing into his.. other self's right cheek. It'd kind of look like a Z, Takehiro's leg being the bottom _, the elbow being the top -, and the / being the other him. Simple attack, yeah?[/teal][/ul]

[Patrick O'Connor]

"Guess I was just too caught up in living my life the way I wanted to see what was going on.”

"Ignorance is bliss," Patrick replied to Kiyoshi's answer as devoid of emotion as the irishman felt. Patrick's reply came without condoning or condemning. Though that wasn't the way the irishman lived he could not deny that he had done the same as Kiyoshi. Apathy and ignorance were easier to swallow then the truth. Patrick too had lived in apathy and ignorance, caring more about what he was doing without considering the effects of his actions on himself and others. It had actually been that lifestyle that had led him here after some disgruntling realizations, perhaps much like Kiyoshi was feeling now. That was something that Patrick regretted more then anything else, he wished he could take it all back but he couldn't. He was left with shattered dreams and lives with nothing to do but pick up the innumerable pieces. The weight was unbearable but for some reason, he wanted to see a new tomorrow, whatever that meant.

Kiyoshi would continue to beat around the bush and explain his actions and how he had pieced everything together. As interesting as it was it wasn't nearly as interesting as his one word question, "Why?". When Kiyoshi asked the question Patrick chuckled, not because he was being some cliche villain that laughed at the distress of the hero. He chuckled because Kiyoshi was looking for a real answer. One that did not have the cliched villian speech, but you see, that was only answer Patrick had for Kiyoshi. Cliche or not, that was Patrick's answer, one that had something to do with philosophy.

"The world is kill or be killed," Patrick explained, "Barker understands that and exemplifies it and so he is going to bring the world under his control under that truth."

That wasn't the answer as to why Patrick was doing this but he needed to explain that before he could give his reasoning. With an exasperated sigh Patrick admitted truthfully, "I am tired of the lying."

"The lying all these bullshit schools give us. Make the world a better place, it starts with ye. Ye can be anything you want to. Work hard and ye can do anything. American dream, blah blah blah. It's all a bunch of bullshit!"

Patrick was giving Kiyoshi this whole spiel so that he would believe him and solidify his position with Barker gaining the hate of Barker's enemies. While Patrick was trying to take barker down from the inside he had to play the part of the loyal lackey in front of the man and others. Sure Kiyoshi was against Barker and that made him on Patrick's side in its own right. But the whole undercover deal meant that Kiyoshi had to treat Patrick like an enemy. Sure Kiyoshi could attempt to act like he hated Patrick but not everyone was a good actor and everyone that was not on Barker's side had to treat Patrick like the sworn enemy and monster he was and was portraying himself to be. In this case the fewer that knew his true allegiance, the better. And so Patrick gave his spiel and tore away what may have been a good friend.

"The world is kill or be killed, ye'd think a school like 552 would just out and say that, but no they feed ye false hope like every other person in power desperate to feed the lie that keeps the masses in line. I bought into that bullshit for more then fifteen years and while I escaped the fate others suffered in my place as we fought thinking that we really could make the school, world a more hospitable place. Kill or be killed that's what is and you can't change what is. Yer putting yerself in more risk then necessary if ye can't see that truth. Barker in his own way will inadvertently bring that to light when he takes over and it will remain that way. The strong live and the weak die. The sooner people realize this the better so people stop struggling on for naive ideals that are unachievable anyway."

And there it was. Patrick's bullshit story on why he was following Barker. That was not the truly sinister thing though. The thing that made his speech truly heinous was the fact that he believed and on some level agreed with it. He may not agree with what he said morally, but there were so few morals left in Patrick he really could swing either way. He wasn't really sure if he believed in morality anyway, which, in conjunction with everything else, made the speech he gave believable. He wasn't doing too much acting here, if any at all.

As Patrick spoke he would place the pistol in his right hand in its holster. When he had finished speaking he would shoot out the remaining lights in their already darkened section of hallway, after which he would reload saying, "And there ye have it kiyoshi, that is why."

[Krane Asiv]

A large explosion would rock most of the city as Spike is dispatching soldiers left and right. Quick and easy movements as he dodged blows, disabled limbs, and knocked most if not all his opponents unconcious with rib strikes and shots tot he head. He hadn't even started using his weapons yet.

The explosion its self would make Spike trip up and land on his hands and knee's. Getting up quickly as he noticed the fire and smoke coming from the city surrounding them. Choppers where now over head, police sirens, echoed gun fire in the distance.

[Zack Asiv]

Once the explosion had rocked the city, Mitsoumi and his team moved onwards, while Mr. Asiv himself got on the loud speaker.

"Everyone, I'd like to thank you for doing your best today, but I am now no longer asking, I am ordering you to escape, escape now and band together, help everyone you can, but we have lost. As I speak Barker's forces are taking not just this area, or this city, they are attacking parts of the world, this is no longer just a fight, you must survive."

Another large explosion would hit the city, this one much closer, as a chopper is visibly hit by a Qi powered expirament and comes crashing down into some buildings in the distance.

((OoC: I'd suggest posting your character's trying to leave, maybe grabbing other characters on the way out as a kind of stick together thing. You have a few posts to do so, the updated story will be posted soon and whats going on after this thread.))

["Unfettered"]

Fight Against Fate

~Minutemen: Men of the Minute~[/b][/center]

The day had arrived. There was to be no more drilling. There was to be no more training. This was it. Glass shattered, guns fired, people actually dying and not being knocked out...

These were not the fights that 259 was known for.

Certainly, you could argue, it was the fights that had perhaps caused all of this in the end...

Where had Militia gone? Disbanded, re-organized, made into a subsidiary of Crows. What had the old members been up to? Many occurrences (Quests) had occurred without so much as a whisper from Militia... that had been busy for four very long, underground years.

Having established ties with the Mafia with Victor D'Arim after meeting with the man several years ago, Militia had gained access to more manpower and imported various illegal weaponry and rather expensive gear so as to pull off the hits demanded of it. However, as Victor D'Arim became more distant, never having fully affiliated with Militia, "Unfettered's" low position in the Mafia was decreased in power rather rapidly. In turn, he turned towards making new allies in Chinatown, Long Angeles, Militia maintained a healthy, if distant relationship with the Chinese Gang, headed by Xia Jiao, Militia underwent active recruitment with high gang turnovers to acquire the machines and the manpower to transport a large majority of 259ers lost to 42 back down to 259's region.

While plausible as the paperwork was tended to and a majority of these students were without parents (considering the large majority of orphans that went to 259 originally), a large number of these students found themselves displaced and recruited by local gangs around 259. Forced to persist in shady work, Militia became a shadow of its former self, the 42 Branch ceasing to exist... much less recognized in the first place.

However, virtually complete disappearance of the entire original Militia's core members, the soldiers continued to rally around "Unfettered's" leadership and were welcomed back into its field of operations as Militia's members under "Unfettered"... now playing the part of an organization kept afloat as a subsidiary to Crows.

Being a gang and then an organization with seniority of four years, they have retained their combat training and consistent drilling, are hardened fighters, and while weak in comparison to the average 259 powerhouse, are more experienced and hardened then fledgling soldiers.

Up until about one day ago had the training only intensified, with more emphasis on using actual firearms under the intensive and strict drilling of Dora White and Tai in the underground garage of apartment complex (which had been completely rented out by Militia), in response to the Mass Intercom message that had been intercepted by "Green," Marina Wolf, and "Unfettered" during their stay at 259, providing several days of advantageous conditioning emphasis. The day prior was the final day of rest.

The teams had been created. The ambushes were set. The school had been prepped with the traps and the ploys of "Unfettered" and "Teal"... All that was left for was the timing.

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Fight Against Fate

~Watch of the Crows~[/b][/center]

"Teal" sat in his wheelchair in his S.S. uniform on top of the 7-story hotel. In his ear was a Bluetooth. On his lap was a Remington 700P, "borrowed" by their Italian mobsters from the local Swat Team and provided for this mission. The safety was switched on, but a live 5-bullet magazine was already set in place. It rested horizontally on the German observer's lap, as Marina Wolf, in her typical uniform, seemed slightly buffer today. What was not apparent at first glance to the onlooker was that both were wearing Kevlar. Marina herself also had a Beretta 92 holstered at her side... Which was far less important then the Bluetooth in her ear and the binoculars in her right hand.

Obviously, for such an arrangement and for the door to roof to be locked and the key given to "Teal," a bribe had occurred.

From their 7-story observatory, the sniper and the spotter observed...

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OOC: The following is a summary on all of the past posts to try to simplify the clutter for everyone involved:

• 10 Students (NPCs) w/ Leon Sudeki Posted Around School
  
  
• 10 Students (NPCs) w/ Spike Posted Around School
  
  
• 10 Students (NPCs) w/ John Ong Posted In Building A, First Floor (Outside Main Office)
  
  
• 55 Experiments (Enemies) Attack from Behind Lot B, Pushing South
  
  
• >100 (Almost 100) Enhanced Enforcers (Enemies) Attack from Behind Lot B, Pushing South
  
  
• Leon Sudeki + John Ong + 20 Students (NPCs) engaged by 55 Experiments (Enemies) + >100 Enhanced Enforcers
  
  
• 259's Defenses/Battles Occur Bordering Primarily On The Northern 259 Border.
  
  
• Mr. Amakusa Engages (Strong Entry, Armed Melee, Charges Northern Border)
  
  
• Orion/Shadow's Preliminary Defenses:
  
  • 86 SLF Students w/ Tranq Guns Atop Building C's Roof
    
  • Supplies Established Atop Building C's Roof
    
  • Surveillance Cameras Established Throughout The School
    
  • Monitoring Computer Established Atop Building C's Roof
  
  
  
• 86 SLF Students Loose A Volley of Tranqs Onto Northern Battlelines
  
  
• The Entire School's Sprinkler System Is Set Off (Entire School Is Wet)
  
  
• Orion/Shadow Maintains Surveillance of Entire School Via Rooftop Building C-Based Computer
  
  
• Roth O'Roak Engages (Strong Entry, Armed Melee, Charges Northern Border)
  
  
• Jaus Valentine Engages (Strong Entry, Armed Melee, Charges Northern Border)
  
  
• Gabriel Seran Engages (Passive Entry, Unarmed Melee, Charges Northern Border)
  
  
• Adam Silver Liability(?)/Evacuated(?) (Unknown)
  
  
• Mir Engages (Medium Entry, Armed Melee, Charges Northern Border)
  
  
• J Lethal Engages (Medium Entry, Armed Melee, Charges Northern Border)
  
  
• Ark (Enemy?) Engages (Medium Entry, Unarmed Melee, Rooftop Building C)
  
  
• SLF Students Down 86 -> 85
  
  
• Patrick O'Connor Preliminary Offenses:
  
  • Eagle Group - 8 Armed Men, Crackshots, Silenced, Placed On Rooftop D)
    
  • Patrick & Eagle Group Both Armed w/ SR-25
    
  • 2 of Eagle Group Armed w/ M95
    
  • Patrick Armed w/ Two Mk 23's
  
  
  
• Patrick O'Connor Destroys Orion's/Shadow's Surveillance Computer
  
  
• Patrick O'Connor + Eagle Group Open Fire On SLF Students, Good RP, SLF Students Heavily Devastated IC-Wise (Drops 85 -> Significantly Low Number [174+/- Maximum Rounds Fired At SLF Via Single Clip, Not Counting Eagle Group Potentially Reloading More Clips])
  
  
• Patrick O'Connor Destroys Light At An Entrance, Enter 259 Building D
  
  
• 7 Confirmed Student (NPCs, Non-Mentioned) Kills by Patrick O'Connor
  
  
• Partial of the 55 Experiments (Enemies) + >100 Enhanced Enforcers Flood 259 Through Building D
  
  
• Patrick Clears Weapon Restrictions With All Forces
  
  
• 2 of Eagle Group Switches to M95s, Clearing Rooftops of Buildings A, B, C, D (Targets Include Remaining >85 SLF Students, Orion/Shadow, Ark(?)
  
  
• Mekiel Echigo Engages Patrick O'Connor (?)(Strong Entry, Armed Melee, Charges Building D)
  
  
• Kiyoshi Akechi Preliminary Offenses/Defenses:
  
  • 41 Crows On Standby (Idle, Unarmed Melee, Maintaining Lot A)
    
  • Kiyoshi Heavily Armed Melee
  
  
  
• Kiyoshi Marches Solo Into Building A (Medium Entry, Armed Melee, Securing Building A)
  
  
• Lisa "Delacroix" Liability(?)/Evacuated(?) (Unknown)
  
  
• Takehero Counter-Challenged - Lanky 13-Year Old(?)
  
  
• Mekiel Counter-Challenged - Experiment, Suited In Armor(?)
  
  
• Jaus Valentine - Confirmed Engaging Northern Battle Lines (North of Building C)
  
  
• Gabriel Seran - Confirmed Engaging Northern Battle Lines (North of Building C)
  
  
• The State of California/The USA is Under Attack By Sean Barker
  
  
• Fire + Gunfire Erupts In City Of Long Beach
  
  
• Attacks Occur Globally
  
  
• Kiyoshi Issues Orders For Crows To Maintain
  
  
• Kiyoshi Marches Building D, Attempts To Engage Duel w/ Patrick O'Connor
  
  
• Eagle Team Splits Into Two:
  
  • Two Rooftoppers
    
  • Six Sweepers
  
  
  
• Sweepers Move Into Lower Building D Open Armor-Penetrative Fire On Mekiel
  
  
• Patrick Counter-Challenges Kiyoshi
  
  
• Mr. Asiv Issues Order To Retreat & Survive
  
  
• Militia Politely Declines And Moves In

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"Seventy-Five."

"Seventy-Five... Firing."

"Fire."

Fires were raging on in the city behind them. Firetrucks and police filled the streets and the screams of blood, death, and war resounded. "Teal" slowly steadied his rifle, aiming carefully at one of the two people on the rooftop who were wiping everyone else out on the 259 Building rooftops. His left hand was on the body of the rifle, steadying it over the ledge as Marina stood over the ledge next to him, binoculars studying them. If one of the two so much as even looked as them, they would duck. But they were off by about approximately 300 yards away... up 105 feet down at the 60 feet high roofs of 259. 7 stories high of 10 feet versus 4 stories high of 15 feet. The shot was steady and careful... And with the bipod resting gently on the ledge and the stock of the rifle resting quite still under his arm in the wheelchair, "Teal" looked very carefully through the telescopic sight...

...Before squeezing the trigger, right at the fellow's head.

Marina would confirm the kill or the failure. Regardless, the German's hands would quickly reach set the bolt-action rifle up and eject the spent shell, scrambling to get the next bullet aligned.

Marina would be careful, relaying to him the coordinates.

...However, "Teal" would never stop muttering to himself as he aimed, getting ready to duck, getting ready to fire, as he attempted to bring in another headshot lined up, provided the man hadn't started running into the building---which, granted, he was carrying about 3-4 guns and was summarily weighted down. In fact, the entire firing team that destroyed the SLF were carrying gratuitous amounts of ammo and weaponry.

The low vision in Building D was concerning... Except not really. The windows would still let in enough light, only to make the lack of light bothersome at best---until the sun fell completely. That made this a race against time.

"Teal" clicked his tongue, cursing silently to himself, as he prayed... and would squeeze the trigger and the bullet into the remaining rooftop sweeper's head, given the chance... Or, if he was fleeing, his back.

*"Ambush Team A und B---Kristelnacht."*

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Fight Against Fate

~Arrival of the Old Guard~[/b][/center]

Ploy #1 & 2 - 20/70 Intelligence - Ambush Teams Deployment

*"Kristelnacht."*

As the Sweeping Team would pass by, trying to sweep the rooms and probably firing in them first, the room nearest to them in the hallway would suddenly appear with a face followed by fire coming from the other side of the door. The door following after it would suddenly open up, followed by a man sliding on his stomach, firing with his Beretta 92 in both his hands, steadying his aim.

He was the distraction... and wearing Kevlar over his back and chest.

The man who strode took a step behind him and had his MP5's stock in his right armpit and his hands at the ready began unloading into the faces, necks, and upper torsos of Eagle Team, while Ambush Team A continued to fire from behind the door, through the door, the glass window shattering and leaving clear visibility.

Eagle Team was carrying a full payload of 3-4 weapons and tons of ammo. While well trained, they too were going against some hardened soldiers themselves.

Following the outright destruction, Ambush Team A and Ambush Team B would step out from their respective rooms.

Ploy #3 - 30/70 Intelligence - Molotovs Per NPC

Fire Team A Consisted Of:

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Dora White (Forward Main)
Strength: 10
Dexterity: 15 + 5 = 20
Constitution: 10 + 5 = 20
Intelligence: 5
Wisdom: 15 + 5 = 20
Charisma: 5
Equipped w/:
MP5
4 Extra SMG Clips
Beretta 92
5 Extra Pistol Clips
Blue Tooth
Chest Kevlar
2 Molotovs
Combat Knife

Tai (Forward Support)
Strength: 15 + 5 = 20
Dexterity: 10
Constitution: 15 + 5 = 20
Intelligence: 5
Wisdom: 10 + 5 = 15
Charisma: 5
Equipped w/:
MP5
4 Extra SMG Clips
Beretta 92
5 Extra Pistol Clips
Blue Tooth
Chest Kevlar
2 Molotovs
Combat Knife

Mr. Bear (Center Position)
Strength: 10
Dexterity: 10 + 5 = 15
Constitution: 10 + 5 = 15
Intelligence: 10
Wisdom: 10 + 5 = 15
Charisma: 10
Equipped w/:
MP5
4 Extra SMG Clips
Beretta 92
5 Extra Pistol Clips
Blue Tooth
Chest Kevlar
2 Molotovs
Combat Knife

Hans 'Hands' Chu (Rear Guard)
Strength: 10
Dexterity: 10 + 5 = 15
Constitution: 10 + 5 = 15
Intelligence: 10
Wisdom: 10 + 5 = 15
Charisma: 10
Equipped w/:
MP5
4 Extra SMG Clips
Beretta 92
5 Extra Pistol Clips
Blue Tooth
Chest Kevlar
2 Molotovs
Combat Knife

Fire Team B Consisted Of:

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"Green" (Center Position)
Strength: 5 + 4 = 9
Dexterity: 20 + 9 = 29
Constitution: 10 + 4 = 14
Intelligence: 10 + 4 = 14
Wisdom: 5 + 4 = 9
Charisma: 10 + 4 = 14
Equipped w/:
MP5
4 Extra SMG Clips
Beretta 92
5 Extra Pistol Clips
Blue Tooth
Chest Kevlar
2 Molotovs
Combat Knife

"Sword" (Rear Guard)
Strength: 10
Dexterity: 10 + 5 = 15
Constitution: 10 + 5 = 15
Intelligence: 10
Wisdom: 10 + 5 = 15
Charisma: 10
Equipped w/:
MP5
4 Extra SMG Clips
Beretta 92
5 Extra Pistol Clips
Blue Tooth
Chest Kevlar
2 Molotovs
Combat Knife

Tracey Elkins (Forward Main)
Strength: 10
Dexterity: 10 + 5 = 15
Constitution: 10 + 5 = 15
Intelligence: 10
Wisdom: 10 + 5 = 15
Charisma: 10
Equipped w/:
MP5
4 Extra SMG Clips
Beretta 92
5 Extra Pistol Clips
Blue Tooth
Chest Kevlar
2 Molotovs
Combat Knife

Lauren Dales (Forward Support)
Strength: 10
Dexterity: 10 + 5 = 15
Constitution: 10 + 5 = 15
Intelligence: 10
Wisdom: 10 + 5 = 15
Charisma: 10
Equipped w/:
MP5
4 Extra SMG Clips
Beretta 92
5 Extra Pistol Clips
Blue Tooth
Chest Kevlar
2 Molotovs
Combat Knife

The two squads took up their positions, saluting off to each other. "Green" and Mr. Bear would go to the bodies of Eagle Team, ensuring their deaths and looting their corpses while the rest would remain on guard, taking cover naturally where they could. Any threats that moved in on their position would be acknowledged and fired upon, but the perimeter defense of the two Ambush Teams would be able to cover all angles of defense. When all was done, "Green" tuned in his Blue Tooth.

"Green reporting in... Area secure. Ambush Team A and Ambush Team B proceeding to clear this floor. Orders?"

*"Proceed. Fire Team(s) are moving into position. Initiate your floor sweepz und direct all 259ers to and through Building A to Lot A. Ich have confirmed ze Crows have kept that area secure und are not engaging in combat."*

*"Ambush Team A. Maintain sweep towards und through Building C. Finish sweeping in Building B, und exit to Lot A."*

*"Ambush Team B. Maintain sweep towards und through Building A. Ze double-back to ze courtyard is still in place, und your exit ist still through between Buildings A und D."*

"Green" would look up to the others. All the others had heard it via their own Blue Tooths. Dora was the one to initiate.

"Keep the guard up. This is skirmish, we do not engage major targets, we're just here to thin the ranks, rescue the students, get out.

With a sign-off, the two Ambush Teams would proceed to make their sweeps while maintaining their defensive formations, taking cover with their heightened senses via the canister drugs...

And if they encountered Patrick O' Connor or an experiment that too obviously too powerful, they would reroute, create holes in the walls with their punches and avoid like hell, while providing each other with cover fire. The primary objective was that they all get out alive... even if casualties on the enemy were minimal at best. All they were there to do was to bloody the nose. No, that wasn't their job...

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Fight Against Fate

~Strike of Fire Team~[/i][/b][/center]

* * * * * * FLASHBACK 3 HOURS * * * * * *

Not everyone could be assembled. "Teal" and Vespyr were in the Car Shop still, where Marina Wolf and Hugh Bottleneck were driving over to. Their papers had been provided to sign, if they so chose.

Meanwhile, the rest of the company of Militia sat around the large table, their Wills and testaments drawn up, signed. A Chinese lawyer stood, overlooking it all, with round, black glasses, nodding, whispering in Chinese to "Unfettered," who sat at the very end, looking at the door, nodding.

"Unfettered" drew up his own will... and looked up to Vincent. And then the others as they finished up. It was time to get ready, to get themselves in place. He had chosen his survivor inheritor without a lick of hesitation. The Chinese man would walk around and pick up the documents, finishing up the final processes, everyone witness to everyone else.

Simultaneously, Vespyr and "Teal" would be offered their own. Hugh would drive Marina and those two to the nearby Law Firm to drop off the signees documents before dropping off "Teal" and Marina Wolf at the hotel. After the two were situated atop the hotel's roof, it was on "Unfettered's" mark for when Hugh would deliver his payload... Vespyr.

"It'z time."

* * * * * * END FLASHBACK * * * * * *

Theme Song: Madness 9 by Cheshyre

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*"Mein comrades!"*

*"Mein soldiers!"*

*"Mein 'Militia!'"*

As he spoke, the several cars that trailed after them all came in in big, black, windowless vans. The interior of all the vans were simple, most of them empty, with cushioned seats lined up against the walls of the vans. Two large big-rig trucks were sailing after them.

*"A battle line has been established north of Building C! Our enemies possess multiple Qis und carry guns. Their training is exceptional. Death is a possibility today."*

*"Our job is not to annihlate ze enemy. Today's mission objective is to bloody zer noses, clear out 259, get ze remaining students out, und to secure ze school for as long as possible. Retreat und survival will be today's primary objective, unless notified othervise."*

The trucks arrived in Lot A... but one black van was headed through the fields, to Lot B... to deliver its payload to between buildings B & C. Vespyr was on the way.

*"Ambush Team A und Ambush Team B have already notified us to ze beginning of their sweep."*

*"Vespyr is being delivered between Buildings B und C to thin ze ranks of ze enemies within ze school walls. Hugh Bottleneck will be staying on as a driver und provide ze transport to Lot A."*

*"Vincent! Ve have hit ze time limit! Initiate your drive through Lot B und deliver ze payload! You vill drive through ze Field as planned und rendezvous vith us in ETA 4 minutes."*

*"Black Hoods vill be delivering ze transport vehicles to Lot A to ze members of Crows. They vill zen take four vans vith zem und proceed on foot. Ze city is in a state of chaos now, so they vill be ransacking burning buildings of coffee shops, groceries, und other places for ze supplies for ze aftermath."*

*"Ve must secure ze school grounds before Barker's forces can create a pincer move. Zis vill destroy morale. Zis must not happen."*

Ploy #3 - 40/70 Intelligence - 4 Gasoline Drums W/ Vincent

Orders/Notes:
-Vincent Has Been Ordered To Create A Fire Wall On The Battle Line, North Of Building C, To Cut The Enemies Effective Fighting Numbers In Half/Provide A Time To Fall Back To The School Grounds.
-Vincent Will Travel Through Lot B To Deliver The Payload, Go Through The Sidewalk West Of The Field, And Rendezvous With Fire Team Between Buildings A & B.
-Two Big Rig Trucks & 15 Big Black Vans Are Providing Transport
-Crows Gang Members Delegated To Provide Escapees With Transport & Protection.
-Crows Gang Members Provided With 10 Big Black Vans.
-Black Hoods Deployed W/ Auxilary Functions Of Obtaining Supplies From The City (Obtaining Supplies From 1 Store Per Post Henceforth Every Post After This One) W/ 4 Big Black Vans.
-Fire Team Has Been Deployed Between Buildings A & B, Waiting To Rendezvous With Vincent.

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Fight Against Fate

Counter Sweep: Preventing The Pincer[/b][/u][/center][/size]

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"Dogs, we deliver these transports to, holmes."

Ryan: "...What..."

"We sent from 'Fettered."

Mikey: "...Oh. So these trucks are for us?"

"Yea. Protect escapists and shit, git 'em fuck out, y'hear?"

Ryan: "...Uh. Okay. Sure. Are you going to be---"

"We gunna steal shit now. Word."

Mikey: "What."

10 Transports Delivered To Crows Members!
Black Hoods Proceed To The City W/ 4 Transports For Supplies!

* * * * * * * * * * * * *

Richard Stock was driving Vincent. Hugh Bottleneck was delivering Vespyr before he would come to rendezvous in Lot A with the Crows, to provide live fire support, along with Richard after Vincent was delivered to Fire Team.

Meanwhile... Fire Team touched down between Buildings A & B.

Any hostiles that was spotted by them would be immediatly fired upon without hesitation from tactical usage of formations and cover fire.

Fire Team B Consisted Of:

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"Unfettered" Winters (Center Forward Position)
Strength: 55 + 30 - 32 = 53
Dexterity: 40 + 15 + 6 - 24 = 37
Constitution: 65 + 40 = 105
Intelligence: 71 + 6 = 77
Wisdom: 65 + 11 = 76
Charisma: 75 + 5% = 79 + 16 - 46 = 49 - 4 = 45
Equipped w/:
"Reno's Black Goggles"
Poseidon’s Chest Plate
Hades Coat
Phoenix Lion Medallion
Neon Beaded Bracelet
Ares War Gloves
C.F. Enforcer Badge
Artemis’ Hunting Shoes
"Adventure Beltbag"
Maxwell's Silver Hammer
Cupid's Arrow Badge
"Ambition"
2x "Vampacandy" Consumed (+10 Constitution)
2x Pink Canister Used (+10 Charisma)
2x Teal Canister Used (+50% Pain Resistance)
1x Purple Canister Used (-1 O.D.)
MP5
4 Extra SMG Clips
Beretta 92
5 Extra Pistol Clips
Blue Tooth
10 Extra Blue Tooths
Chest Kevlar
2 Molotovs
Combat Knife

• "Rally" Used On:
  
  • 1. Vespyr (+20% All Statistics)
    
  • 2. Kiyoshi Akechi (+20% All Statistics)
    
  • 3. Vincent (+20% All Statistics)
    
  • 4. Not Used
    
  • 5. Not Used

Roger Summers (Rear Guard)
Strength: 10
Dexterity: 10 + 5 = 15
Constitution: 10 + 5 = 15
Intelligence: 10
Wisdom: 10 + 5 = 15
Charisma: 10
Equipped w/:
MP5
4 Extra SMG Clips
Beretta 92
5 Extra Pistol Clips
Blue Tooth
Chest Kevlar
2 Molotovs
Combat Knife

Taylor Hawkins (Flank Guard)
Strength: 10
Dexterity: 10 + 5 = 15
Constitution: 10 + 5 = 15
Intelligence: 10
Wisdom: 10 + 5 = 15
Charisma: 10
Equipped w/:
MP5
4 Extra SMG Clips
Beretta 92
5 Extra Pistol Clips
Blue Tooth
Chest Kevlar
2 Molotovs
Combat Knife

Rear Guard Consisted Of:

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Richard Stock (Guarding Lot A)
Strength: 10
Dexterity: 10 + 5 = 15
Constitution: 10 + 5 = 15
Intelligence: 10
Wisdom: 10 + 5 = 15
Charisma: 10
Equipped w/:
MP5
4 Extra SMG Clips
Beretta 92
5 Extra Pistol Clips
Blue Tooth
Chest Kevlar
2 Molotovs
Combat Knife

Hugh Bottleneck (Guarding Lot A)
Strength: 10
Dexterity: 10 + 5 = 15
Constitution: 10 + 5 = 15
Intelligence: 10
Wisdom: 10 + 5 = 15
Charisma: 10
Equipped w/:
MP5
4 Extra SMG Clips
Beretta 92
5 Extra Pistol Clips
Blue Tooth
Chest Kevlar
2 Molotovs
Combat Knife

Operator Team Consisted Of:

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Richard Stock (Operator)
Strength: 5 + 6 = 11
Dexterity: 5 + 6 = 11
Constitution: 5 + 6 = 11
Intelligence: 35 + 6 = 41
Wisdom: 5 + 6 = 11
Charisma: 5 + 6 = 11
Equipped w/:
Remington 700P
5 Extra Sniper Clips
Blue Tooth
Laptop
Chest Kevlar
2 Molotovs (Provided To Vespyr)
Combat Knife

Marina Wolf (Operator Guard, Spotter)
Strength: 10
Dexterity: 10 + 5 = 15
Constitution: 10 + 5 = 15
Intelligence: 10
Wisdom: 10 + 5 = 15
Charisma: 10
Equipped w/:
MP5
4 Extra SMG Clips
Beretta 92
5 Extra Pistol Clips
Blue Tooth
Chest Kevlar
Binoculars
2 Molotovs (Provided To Vespyr)
Combat Knife

[Vespyr]

Today We Are All Demons

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A black, windowless van entered 259’s front parking lot, driving ominously toward the school; delivering a deadly weapon directly to its target. It drove without stopping toward the field, jarring slightly as it screeched over the sidewalk and across the grass, and passed through a gap in the fence. It stopped between buildings B and C, and the two back doors opened.

Out stepped…

Vespyr, well-dressed in a sleek black SS-style uniform, beneath which was a 50% bulletproof vest made of Kevlar. Her black leather steel-toed boots were tightly laced. The ring of Authority on her right middle finger glinted in the sunlight, and the Soul Ring on the left; in each hand were twin 27-inch serrated blades. A machete was slung over her back. Sheathed at her hips were her saber claws. But the weapons were by far less intimidating than her mask—the face of Death.

“I’m in,” she muttered to the Bluetooth device on her right ear. A wide grin spread her dark lips as the sound of screams surrounded her—everywhere lingered the scent of blood and death and fear, heightening her keen senses with a lust for violence and chaos. She licked her sharp teeth and strode toward the fray, holding the swords out at her sides. Students fled past her, some of them badly injured, others struggling to drag their bloodied comrades along. Very few were likely to make it out alive; whatever was going on in the courtyard, it wasn’t pretty. But Vespyr would—quite literally—leap into battle, bursting into the crowded square from between buildings B and C.

She lunged at the nearest Experiment with its back turned, bringing hilt of the right-handed sword toward her left shoulder, and then swiftly arcing back to bury the piercing tip in his neck. Her right foot would lash out at the back if this unlucky Experiment’s knee to force him toward the ground, simultaneously pulling out her blade. She would quickly move onto the next one if he was dead— ready to slice through anything that challenged her.

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Current Stats with Items (+ Color Drugs + 20% Boosts from “Unfettered”’s ‘Ambition’)
STR: 62 + 6 = 68
DEX: 70 + 5 + 8 = 83
CON: 52 + 5(x2) + 8 = 70
INT: 41 + 6 = 47
WIS: 66 + 6 = 72
CHA: 51 + 8 = 59

Current Location:

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Weapons

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Twin Blades
Machete
Saber Claws

Molotov Cocktails Used: 0/6

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Post Theme: Idyll's End

Ignorance is bliss. An old, old saying that still held quite a power, the catch of it being the price one paid for that bliss. Nothing in the world was truly free, nor free of consequence that was a painful lesson to learn again. It may have been a faulty pride that made the Crows leader believe he could have stopped all of this from happening at any point along the past that had brought them here, but it was how he felt nonetheless. Now kids were getting shot up while believing in a movement that its leaders had left long ago… no one was going to die for him.

Kiyoshi couldn’t resist the initial snarl as Patrick began to answer the question. “Kill or be killed” a far too familiar to him. It was how the Japanese student had lived, more so how he had survived as a young child. The Yakuza boss who took him away from the alleyway in Osaka the young Akechi had scrounged through in his early years, made it very clear that he only had the purpose of killing targets and anything less would result in the boy’s violent disposal. And he accepted that because leftover scraps of food and a dingy mattress were far better than bits of garbage and a cold cardboard box. But two people had taken that killing tool of a boy and taught him to be a person, the same person who found joy in the battles of 552, 259, and the various other schools like it. All the excitement and challenge of battle without the bloodshed and death, the ability to live to fight another day. Now… that was all slipping away.

Beyond the initial twitch, Kiyoshi calmly listened to Patrick as the Irishman explained his reasoning, which could not be readily faulted. A small shift and he could very well be in the same position, instead he was living the dream he had, the Crows. As for the “American Dream”, he wasn’t American and really knew or cared little for it as, to him, it came from a place of privilege that he could never understand. But in any matter, he could agree with most of what Patrick said. However the idea of joining the Devil to subvert him was not one he would approve of, if you want to stop the Devil you grab hold your courage and stand before him and his armies to the last moment.

When Patrick moved to shoot out the lights, Kiyoshi made no movement. The “Shades of the Bad Man” allowed him the small glimpse of foresight to see the intended target, or at least the intention Patrick had. Though it was good they also had infrared. Additionally, as the explosions rocked the city, Kiyoshi stood steadfast in his own intentions… no matter how short their time may be becoming.

“I see. So… shall we?”

Again Kiyoshi’s hands tightened on the handle of the wooden swords he held. They were both four feet long total, three quarters of an inch wide at the blunt end tapering to a edge, and just over an inch deep of hardwood. They weren’t perfectly bullet proof but could help somewhat if it came to that. Anyway, Kiyoshi waited for a simple response from Patrick to signify he was ready.

Upon receiving that signal, Kiyoshi would dart forward with weapons raised as a barrier, mimicking any motion of a gun with the shades as a brief hint. Of course, his dash would also be a zigzagging pattern to add some difficulty to any shots. Once the distance was closed, Kiyoshi would take a swipe with one of the swords to knock away any gun from Patrick’s hands, the other would rest and the possibility that it had been shattered from shots fired.

Summation: Kiyoshi engages Patrick in combat...

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OOC: Making this post for Gabriel & Jaus

The sound of gunfire would otherwise allure Gabriel's attention first before Jaus, though they would both turn instinctively in the brief break of battle backing themselves into the coverage of the treeline. With their frames sheathed beneath the coverage they'd take a moment to look around, Gabriel's attention otherwise focused forward at the amassing enemies whereas Jaus' was instinctively backed at the fire fight occurring by the school. While the two of them could hold off by themselves he had the feeling that Gabriel would over extend himself otherwise forgetting about the concerns of the school. While having investments there he had little holding him here, Jaus however had concern for the students.

"I think its best we retreat back to the school."

A gasp and a pause of concern from Jaus considering what Gabriel was thinking, the man was otherwise calm in the face of battle. A sincere look of interest overcoming his face as he considered the options in his head. Strategy was after all his favored appeal.

"At least there we have the advantage to draw these enemies into a choke-point, or even ambushes assuming the students are well organized."

Gabriel nodded a foul smirk assuming that someone had to have some plan as to how to respond to these attacks, his bets were on Kiyoshi or Johnathan. Those two were by far the ones he respected as mental equals.

Both would nod to the other before backtracking towards the buildings. Their blades drawn in that instant cutting down whatever foes stood in their path before a pitch of light would fire from the doorway.

*BANG!*

In the doorway would be a rather tall blonde woman. Her hands gripped tightly around a longbow in her hands made up of pure light, the ammunition in fact was the very same way. *Bang!* Another explosion from behind them as the bolts hit their targets inching behind them. A smooth smirk across Jaus' lips as he recognized her. *Click*

Their feet crossing the threshold of the doorway before turning around to face the desecration of enemies scoured by the bow. Bodies and the marching armies still in the distance he'd presume to see.

"Thanks Nyx. Whats the situation?"

A grim look on her face as she lowered her arms. "They're shooting SLF members on the roof."

A disgusted look on Jaus' face, while one of anger on Gabriel's. People were going to die!

[Adam Silver]

Derp....

Adam, in his current position was by no means going to fight with anyone over a squabble of the school. However what he was going to do is slowly make his way out of the school and onto his eternal weekend. Of course there were a few things in his way of accomplishing said things. First of which was the conflict in which he just walked into, a battle between Mr. A. and .....Mr. A.

A glance between the two, then a hand to his mouth and a breath to check if he hadn't been drinking before looking up to Mekky and waving like a retard. All the same his little smudge on the forehead and underwear still draped to his brows left him suspiciously vulnerable.

Of course he'd hoped that by some chance his foes may think him "Captain Underpants," and flee in terror of his presence.

[Lucas Delacroix]

Kent wouldn't make it far. Lucas was there just down the hall coming to "Save" Lisa. His intentions however were far more perverse as he saw this as an opportunity, violence only strengthened humanity's growth, that being said Lucas had ploys in mind. Flanked at either side by Talon and Adrian he'd make his way to the room stopping Kent and taking Lisa from her hands, but that was not all no. He had a gift to present.

Blood dripped firstly, then the limp body of Kent. He was gone and Lucas felt nothing from it but the pulsing adrenaline of lust lurking beneath his flesh.

"Quickly now, to the offices."

Lucas would walk at an even pace carrying Lisa in his arms before trailed by Talon. Adrian however led the way, his bulking facade scaring students out of his way and otherwise being used as the force to press through. Once in the office Lucas would set her down on Asiv's desk allowing her the time to rest and perhaps sit this one out. Alternatively Lucas was planning his own regime's rise in power out of the ashes of 259.