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Foka Yuu [1]
By: Noakami Date: March 19, 2021, 12:42 am
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((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: [When we last left off with Foka Yuu]
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: Foka had just settled into his new,
cushy job as Chief Mutant Scientist at Mystek.
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: What was first on the list of things
he was planning to do?
Foka Yuu smiled, recalled he had a meet up to get to, having
amounted 2 million terra of debt, while against his ethics he
had struck up a deal with a peculiar gang.
Foka Yuu and had planned to sell a Zatvor XL and trick the group
of gang members he was selling them to as if it was some high
tech guns he dubbed: The Zervek 665.
Foka Yuu recalling he had gotten this Zatvor originally from a
forensic job, by turning it invisible and smuggling it from the
crime scene, replacing it with a fake.
Foka Yuu came to recall it was about time for the meet up, and
began digging through one of his recent inventions, ''The Foka
Fake Face ID'' or the ''FFF ID.''
Foka Yuu pressing a button on the side of the blank face mask,
he brought up a holographic menu, re-arranging the facial
structure of the hologram to impersonate someone else, before
adorning the blank face plate, and assuming the identity of
someone else, checking the mirror to see if it properly worked.
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: The process worked, as Foka had
impersonated someone else.
Foka Yuu hoping the mask's function had properly changed his
hair, facial structure and voice--Neat.
Foka Yuu taking off their Mystek attire, came into his regular
fit. Which was short of a homeless' attire. taking off their
face mask and pocketing it, he made way outwards out of the
office. Quickly, taking the bus back homr first and foremost.
Foka Yuu having unfortunately lost his priveledge to drive
untill his plead was adhered to in court, after his incident
with the car brought into prison fiasco, he was forced to
commute as most do.
Foka Yuu Making it home, he took on a less homeless attire,
beofre taking it back towards a private warehouse, then adorning
the face mask.
Foka Yuu As he re painted the weapon, slightly modified the
nuzzle to be shorter, and insert a sort of vocal module for the
gun, in order to make it sound as if it was some sort of laser
cannon readying to fire when it someone held placed their hand
onto trigger, a bit of special lights here and there.
Foka Yuu panted, wiping the brow off his sweat. Removing the
glove and mask and apron he had never worn while trying to
re-design the Zatvor XL. Wiping the paint on his shirt.
Foka Yuu flipping the shirt inside out, proceeded to adorn the
face mask. Placing the Zatvor into a dufflebag before making
their way outwards of the warehouse, closing it as he did.
Foka Yuu Making their way towards the commercial area with an
eventual time lapse, came about raising a hand, simply waiting
for a Taxi considering he didn't have much time to get there now
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: After a minute or two, a taxi came by
and stopped near Foka. The driver spoke with a sort of Italian
accent
Foka Yuu :: Bababbidi boobidy.
Foka Yuu :: Bibbidi Boobidy Mariio, Dove eri?
Foka Yuu :: --Sorry, how much to get to Hither Grove on 65th
Avenue?
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: Driver :: 80 terra.
Nathan Shields wants to initiate a trade with you. Accept?
Foka Yuu :: Uh..
Foka Yuu :: Can you go a little lower?
Foka Yuu did a quick sniff check on themselves
Kurumi Tenshi it was confirmed he was in fact, MUSTY
Foka Yuu :: My entire life savings as of now is only 650.
Foka Yuu :: Please sir.
Foka Yuu :: ...Sir?
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: The driver thought for about a minute,
rubbing their cheek. Then they spoke again, though this time
their accent seemed to be entirely gone, strangely. "70 Terra."
Foka Yuu :: ...Can you go to 50? I can try and dance for you.
Foka Yuu checked how much time he had left
Foka Yuu :: Or an IOu?
Foka Yuu :: I.O.U* Or do you want my shirt?
Foka Yuu :: It costs like... 25 Terra originally? I Think?
Foka Yuu :: Thats like a value of 75.
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: Drriver :: ..Fine, you know what, it's
free-- I'll atke you to Hither Drive on 65th Avenue for free,
Foka.
Foka Yuu :: .....Excuse me.
Bryan Cuso :: dawg
Foka Yuu :: Who--
Bryan Cuso (Omit that)
Foka Yuu :: How do you know my name?
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: The driver paused, before letting out
a sigh. "We'll just skip the formalities for you." he said, as
Foka felt a pinch on the side of his neck.
Foka Yuu :: --Huh?
Foka Yuu in the instant reached for his neck, what pinched him?
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: Fokas eyes fluttered as his
consciousness quickly drifted, falling asleep.
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: He had only a second, unable to even
reach for the pinch before he fell.
Foka Yuu :: StRaNgEr DaNgErrrrrrr.......
Trade cancelled.
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: After an non-specific amount of time,
Foka returned to the world of the living, his body strewn across
some kind of chair. As he gathered his senses, he would see a
sort of mostly empty meeting room, with their only being two
people towards the back.
Owl has plugged out!
Owl has plugged in!
Foka Yuu
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Foka Yuu looking around and squinting he pondered... who exactly
did he upset?
Telepath has plugged in!
Nathan Shields has joined the RP.
Nathan Shields :: Rise and shine, buster.
Foka Yuu :: ...I'm sorry... and you are?
((OOC)) Telepath :: A man with short brown hair who wore
glasses. Judging by his apparel and labcoat, he was probably a
scientist.
Foka Yuu :: ..Why.. was I kidnapped?
Nathan Shields turned to show the MysTek Logo on the shoulder of
his coat to Foka.
Foka Yuu :: You know I could sue you people for this-
Foka Yuu :: .
Foka Yuu :: Oh.
Foka Yuu :: ...Okay, I still don't understand---what in the
world is going on?
Foka Yuu :: I"M BUSY! I NEED TO BE SOMEWHERE
Foka Yuu :: OH MY GOD, I COULDVE MADE MONEY
Nathan Shields :: The name's Nathan Shields Chief Researcher of
MysTek and right hand of Page Corbitt, leader of MysTek.
Quan Briggs has plugged in!
Nathan Shields glanced over to the woman on his left. "And
she's.." he said
Foka Yuu :: ....So mind explaining why you've kidnapped your
Chief Mutant Scientist?
((OOC)) Telepath :: The woman by Nathan's side was reserved in
posture but not appearance. She looked out of place with her
flamboyant clothes. "My name's not important. I'm just here to
watch and observe."
Nathan Shields :: Is it really kidnapping? I'd call it more
along the lines of a 'contractual meeting', considering this was
an expectation written into your contract.
Foka Yuu :: ...Say what.
Nathan Shields :: Kurumi didn't properly debrief you; she
couldn't, actually. Because that's my job.
Foka Yuu more curious about the girl in her flamboyant clothes
narrowed his eyes on her.. 1-10 how hot?
((OOC)) Telepath :: Foka felt like she was a 7. Not too crazy
hot, but not ugly or anything.
Foka Yuu :: ....Miss, you want my number?
((OOC)) Telepath :: ''Only if you're willing to submit to my
superior intellect and skill in all capacities, boy.'' she said,
her hand by her phone.
Nathan Shields put up three fingers. "First, let me get the
chain of command and operating procedures out of the way. I'll
do it in three pieces, to make it easy for you.
Pikaman has plugged in!
Foka Yuu :: ...Oooooh Dommy Mommy.
Foka Yuu :: Mmmm..
Foka Yuu :: --WAit.. no. NO. WHATS GOING ON?
Foka Yuu :: HELLO?!
Foka Yuu :: WHATS THIS ABOUT THE CONTRACT
Foka Yuu :: SOMEONE HELLLLLP
Nathan Shields :: MysTek Operating procedure falls into three
camps: Standard, Non-Standard and Emergency. For the sake of
being brief, I'll only cover Standard for now.
Nathan Shields :: Mutant-testing is allowed in, and only within,
the vicinity of one of the ten laboratories labeled with ME.
Labs ME 1-7 are in the Americas. 8-9 in Asia and number 10 is in
Switzerland. The capacity and role of your job is diminished in
effect when you are not within any of these labs.
Foka Yuu :: ---Okay.
Nathan Shields :: Biohazards are to be dealt with appropriately
within the area of the laboratories. In the event of a breach,
quarantine is to be immediately enacted and the scope of damage
reduced at any cost.
Nathan Shields took a stack of papers off the desk and threw a
few infront of Foka. "Skip to the 24th page on Quarantine and
skim it."
Nathan Shields :: After entering the laboratories, even if no
actual work involving mutants was done, full-body sanitization
within the lock-set showers must be done for atleast two
minutes.
Foka Yuu scratching their head, looked over the papers, skippig
towards the 24th page, deadpanning, more stricken that he
could've made money.
Foka Yuu ---pondered did they find the Zatvor in his dufflebag?
Looked around, if it was anywhere in sight
Nathan Shields :: Most of the operating procedure is irrelevant
from here on. As Chief Researcher, I expect you to be
self-sufficient in running the ME laboratories, and managing
your own scientist hires. Which leads to the big point on the
chain of command.
Keith Maverick is being reborn anew!
Foka Yuu :: ..You couldn't tell me this over a phone?
Foka Yuu :: Or an email?
Foka Yuu :: ...granted i dont have a computer at home right
now--
Nathan Shields :: Of course not. I'm obligated to give you that
stack of papers, and tell you that if it falls into anyones
hands but your own, you'll find yourself in prison for multiple
crimes.
Foka Yuu :: ...Say what-
Nathan Shields :: Now why would I give up the opportunity to see
your reaction to that bit of information?
Foka Yuu :: u sus.
Nathan Shields :: Two of the last three Chief Mutant Scientists
had an issue with the chain of command, and the realization that
I would be their boss. I'll let you guess why.
Foka Yuu :: You're insane?
Nathan Shields :: Hint: they were both human. Full human.
Foka Yuu :: .
Foka Yuu :: Ah.
Foka Yuu :: Racists.
Foka Yuu :: Maybe?
Foka Yuu :: ...Are you indonesian?
Foka Yuu :: I can't tell.
Nathan Shields flicked his hand forward as a screen popped up,
and hacking effects occured around himself. A moment later, a
digital signature appeared infront of him, and rotated to where
Foka could see it.
Nathan Shields rolled a 41 from a 100-sided die.
Nathan Shields rolled a 66 from a 100-sided die.
((OOC)) Telepath :: [Nathan succeeds the hack with no issue.]
Foka Yuu :: ...What is this?
Foka Yuu :: Am I supposed to sign this??
Foka Yuu :: Can't I just sign on paper?
Foka Yuu :: Why are you people so extra
((OOC)) Telepath :: <<4R887A009F1C-90KJ578AM5>>
Nathan Shields :: No, dingus. It's the answer to the question I
just gave you. They couldn't stand working under a Livein. Which
leads me to another question: does this change how you feel
about this job?
Foka Yuu :: No, not really.
Foka Yuu :: I couldn't care less honestly.
Pikaman has plugged out!
Foka Yuu :: ...But what do you mean I will go to prison for
multiple sentences?
Foka Yuu :: What if someone accidentally sees this?
Foka Yuu :: Like under no circumstances my fault?
Nathan Shields :: That'd be on you still. The information given
in your operating procedure is top-secret. Guard this like it's
your contract.
Pikaman has plugged in!
Foka Yuu :: .
Foka Yuu :: Can't I just memorize it and burn this paper up?
Nathan Shields :: That's the only copy. If it gets destroyed,
then what about your eventual successor?
Foka Yuu :: Ill just rewrite it, no biggie.
Nathan Shields "Do what you will then. That concludes your
official debriefing, Foka Yuu, Chief Mutant Scientist."
declared, waving his hand in the air twice to signal Foka off
towards the door.
Foka Yuu :: ...Also how long was I out?
Foka Yuu :: ..And where's my duffle bag?
((OOC)) Telepath :: The woman spoke again, looking at the clock.
"Exactly nine minutes and thirteen-seconds since the mind meld
began."
Foka Yuu :: mind meld?
Foka Yuu :: Oh.. am I still in the taxi?
Nathan Shields :: Uhuh.
Foka Yuu :: Huh. Neat.
Foka Yuu :: Thsi maybe extra, but it's convenient.
Foka Yuu :: ..WAit doesnt that mean I wont have this contract
when I come to?
Foka Yuu :: Or does the driver have the copy I need?
Foka Yuu :: ...Wait, hold on. Why how does this work? Are you
somehow transmitting my brainwaves into some kind of server?
Nathan Shields :: The contracts laying in your actual lap as we
speak. Arnolds already reached your destination
Foka Yuu :: He didn't look into my duffle bag did he?
Nathan Shields :: No, he didn't. Arnold is very big on privacy
and stuff. Him and his bleeding heart.
Foka Yuu :: Hm. Good to know.
Nathan Shields :: By the way.. The Crustaceans probably weren't
going to fall for whatever you did to that Zatvor. Billy
Madchekzvelek joined them recently, and that guy can sniff out
the most pristine of fakes.
Foka Yuu :: ----How the.
Foka Yuu :: And who is this Billy
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Nathan Shields :: Arnold has a bleeding heart, I don't. While
you work for MysTek, your business is our business. Benefits of
a mind meld.
Foka Yuu :: ..You really are sus.
Nathan Shields turned towards the woman and nodded. "Misty?" he
said in a questioning manner.
Foka Yuu :: MISTY, EH?
((OOC)) Telepath :: Misty :: Deactivating the Mind Meld. Have a
nice day, Foka Yuu.
Foka Yuu :: WAIT YOUR NUMBER
Nathan Shields :: Heh. Foka. Yuu. It's kind of like you're
saying fuc--
Nathan Shields has left the RP.
Foka Yuu snapped back to reality.. But there was still gravity
((OOC)) Telepath :: In a snap, Foka fell 'unconscious once
more'. Or wasi t actually regaining consciousness in this case?
Eitehr way, it was a brief blank nothing-- before he returned to
the taxi.
Foka Yuu quickly looked aorund, patting themselves to see
everything was still in check
Foka Yuu looking around he checked through the windows, trying
to ascertain he had arrived at Grove.
Foka Yuu :: .Arnold?
Foka Yuu :: I'm gonna need your assisstance.
Foka Yuu :: Think you can wait for me for a return drive?
Foka Yuu :: If this goes well I can pay you double the price you
demanded earlier.
((OOC)) Telepath :: Arnold :: 'Kay. How was my itallian accent,
by the way?
Foka Yuu :: It was.. ....good.
Foka Yuu :: Why'd you flop after speaking in it once?
Foka Yuu :: Still new?
Foka Yuu :: Also.
Foka Yuu :: Can you shoot?
Foka Yuu :: Like a gun.
Foka Yuu :: A Gun gun.
((OOC)) Telepath :: Arnold :: 'fraid not. I need to go pick up
one of your co-workers, so are you ready to go in and do
whatever you're planning?
Foka Yuu :: ..Ah. Yeah..
Foka Yuu thought to themselves ''****.''
Foka Yuu :: B-be right back.
==
Foka Yuu with the case in hand, stepped out of the car, ''So
you're going to wait, right?''
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: Foka took his first steps out of the
taxi, having just had a very weird experience with his boss
having him drugged, then mind-melded, then told he needed to
keep this pieceo f information safe, or else. Just normal MysTek
stuff.
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: Arnold :: Yep. I don't have anything
better to do, bub.
Foka Yuu walking forward, he turned around, double checking if
he was still there... taking another few steps and tuning back
to check once more... he waved.
Foka Yuu taking a deep breath, he made himself forward, using
the what basis he had on how gangsters acted.. he began
searching his head of the movies. As he mentally prepared
himself, walking towards the meeting spot.
Nathan Shields ye
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: Foka headed to the location, finding
the entrance locked with a peephole
Foka Yuu suddenly dropping their hair, made sure their FFF ID
was adorned correctly before fixing their fake hair, smelling
their hands before stepping forward into the visual reception of
the peephole.
Owl has plugged out!
Foka Yuu knocking on it twice, he stepped back with the case in
hand.
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: Foka's hands smelled of sugar, sweat
and lotion. After he came into view of the peephole, he heard a
voice. "Name?"
Foka Yuu :: Fok----in Raw, Eh? The name's...
Foka Yuu :: The name's...
Foka Yuu :: Terry.
Foka Yuu :: ..May I ask yours?
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: The door slid open as the inside of
the warehouse lit up bit by bit, illuminating Fokas path.
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: He received no other response.
Foka Yuu eyes widenned at this, as he slowly stepped in, looking
around. Making use of their forensic aide to discern the
material used for the door, the materials holding up the area
and just about any substances he could find around, expecting a
heap of drugs as the movies entailed.
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: Crates, barrels and machines were
strewn throughout the warehouse, many of them labeled as
biohazards or 'not for civillian use'. Continuing on, Foka would
see two paths-- a large door and a blue-red airlock.
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: ''Go through the door, not the
airlock, Terry.." said a voice on a speaker.
Foka Yuu doubled back at seeing how just about mundane the place
looked, he was expecting club music, some girls a heap of drugs
and some dealer named Carl that would've been thrown out the
door by now---
Foka Yuu :: Huh?
Foka Yuu :: Oh.
Foka Yuu heading this proceeded forward, wincing... as he
approached the air lock with the case in hand, he squinted try
to get a better view inside the airlock from outside the door
Foka Yuu looking, was he able to see what was outside the
airlock?
Foka Yuu looked for a window
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: As Foka approached the airlock, he
could hear a banging sound from behind it..
Foka Yuu suddenly stepped back, making a U-turn instantly making
way towards the correct door in a panic.
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: ''Wise choice, Terry.'
Foka Yuu :: Thanks.. you too.
Foka Yuu :: Err--.
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: The door opened up infront of Foka,.
Foka Yuu Making their way in, looked around, using their
forensic aide and switching into their heat vision in order to
try and make out as many people that were within the warehouse
in its entirety, wondering how many of them were there
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: Three people sat a table, with one of
them holding a briefcase. Though in reality, there were six--
three were out of direct view.
Foka Yuu assumed this was in case something went wrong. So
proceeded with caution, using what knowledge he knew from the
movies ''Aight, I've got the iffy teh blicky and the glizzy,
what yall want?''
Foka Yuu hoping in the worst case scenario they think he was
just quirky-
Foka Yuu tapping the suitcase for reaffirmance, he began to draw
a cummulative amount of cold sweat, hoping he didn't set anyone
off as he walked forward-
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: None of them looked very
notable/interesting, though the one carrying the briefcase
stared at Foka. "Glizzy? The **** is with you?"
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: Briefcas-ecarrying Gangster :: You a
glowie?
Foka Yuu in the instant tried to recall onto his gangster movie
lingo... what was a glowie?
Foka Yuu :: ...Ye-no?
Foka Yuu seconds away from leaking into their pants, took a
second to take a deep breath, inadvertently making grand gesture
of breathing as he tried repressing his nerves, with a slightly
coquettish smile he straddled forward, tripping over his own
foot.
Foka Yuu quickyl scrambling back up he made his way towards the
table, as he neared the table and its characters..''I...believe
we... were here for a trade, yes--Well I have the new..gGgUn.''
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: The gangster scoffed. "Here's the two
mill." he said, pushing the briefcase towards Foka.
Foka Yuu :: D-Do ya have the ca-TWO MI-
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: Gangster :: Hand over the gun.
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: Gangster :: Don't leave until my buddy
here verifies it.
Foka Yuu looked back at the three before him.. did they look
strong..? Were they armed?
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: [Gangster 1 - Armed (Physically
stronger then you)]
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: [Gangster 2 - Armed (Physically on par
with you)]
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: [Briefcase Gangster - Unarmed
(Physically weaker then you)]
Foka Yuu :: ..Do you guys have a bathroom?
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: Gangster :: ..Huh..
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: Gangster 2 :: ..You take us for fools?
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: Gangster :: Maybe this one really is a
glowie. Should I shoot him dead, boss?
Foka Yuu :: ..NO-Noo, it's just that-
Foka Yuu :: I've been really holding this for a while-
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: Briefcase Gangster :: Naw. We're
respectable salesman today. As long as this one here stays
respectable too.
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: Briefcase Gangster :: If it's that
urgent, then hurry up-- or **** yourself. Won't make much of a
difference, with how you smell now.
Foka Yuu straining a smile, simply stepped forward bringing the
suitcase upward for the trade.
Foka Yuu hoping the cold sweat hopefully detterring them from
thinking him straining to keep from peeing himself wasn't a lie.
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: The first gangster checks the gun from
to bottom, moving various gun parts.
Foka Yuu in the instant, returned back to his position with the
case with the supposed 2million, using his forensic aide in
order to scout any electricity running through the warehouse
powering the lights.
Foka Yuu :: ....It'd probably be best if you dont test it
although, the fire power is very strong.
Foka Yuu :: You'-You'll need a b-bracer for the guns recoil,
something fit enough to handle c-cc-c-cannon.
Foka Yuu hoping the growing ring audio on gun's trigger would
suddenly ring as they put their finger ontop of it, hoping the
flashing lights mimicking a charge would deter them from further
investigation.
Foka Yuu(Noakami) <---- A seventh person comes by.
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: The first gangster continues to look
over it a bit more before stopping. "It looks good to me, Boss."
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: The briefcase-gangster looks at Foka,
breathing a sigh as they began to speak before being
interrupted. "You're free to g-"
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: ??? :: Hold it. Allow me to inspect
it.
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: Briefcase Gangster :: If it isn't
Billy Madchekzvelek I thought you didn't like being here for the
boring stuff?
Bryan Cuso has plugged in!
Foka Yuu acting as if he couldn't quite hear untill the last
minute of the end of the sentence, simply walked untill he had
fulyl completed it as fast as he could trying to edge near to
the door as close as possible before stopping.
Foka Yuu :: Oh..HuH?
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: Foka recognized that name..
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: //Nathan Shields :: By the way.. The
Crustaceans probably weren't going to fall for whatever you did
to that Zatvor. Billy Madchekzvelek joined them recently, and
that guy can sniff out the most pristine of fakes.//
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: Billy moves his finger along the gun,
checking its magazine, grip, scope and barrel as he furrowed his
brow. "0.3cm, solid steel here, probably some level of alloy
here, an EN-decharger.."
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: Billy pressed his finger along the
laser-burst--- an action that would likely be the coup de grace
of Fokas attempt if Billy knew what he was doing.
Foka Yuu Using their forensic aide, looked for a circuit nearby
connected to the lights, inching their way closre and closer to
it, as the Billy continued his inspection, ready to use their
finger's SCFM to break the lights.
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: Although Foka could fake everything
else; he could not fake the actual laser burst mechanism scope
DID-Code. So much as tampering with it would make it obvious it
was tampered.
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: And if it looked tampered, then the
Crustaceans would be more likely to deny the transaction.
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: Billy rubbed the mechanism, right
where the code was-- and then put the gun down onto the table, a
realization appearing in his eyes. "Terry, was it?"
Foka Yuu In the instant attempted to to portray a look of shock
as he shouted towards the wall closest towards the airlock ''IS
THAT A MUTANT?!'' Hysterically pointing towards the wall as he
held another towards the circuit to sddenly break the lights.
Foka Yuu in the instant grabbing the suitcase and making their
way through the dark with their forensic aide's night vision,
closing the door on his way out in a hurry.
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: As Foka did, he heard a whirring
sound-- followed by the lights coming back on.
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: Foka's SCFM allowed him to interface
with technology from afar; but it didn't exactly work as well if
the technology had a backup that didn't run off electricity.
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: If only he had realized or checked
before hand..
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: The next thing Foka knew, there were
two guns pointed at his face. "I'm guessing that was you?" said
the Briefcase carrying gangster.
Foka Yuu Seeing as how the lights immediately turned back on,
looked towards the airlock, using their psychokinesis to
immediately open it as he shot forward towards the front
entrance. As he raised his hands in fear ''W-What?! No-no way!''
Foka Yuu :: The lights suddenly turned off after I saw that one
the wall! Of course I'd start running!
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: The airlock's motors resist the
psychokinetic force-- capable of withstanding 4 tons of force.
Foka Yuu :: that on)*)
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: Billy :: That power outage looked more
like it was the place breaking apart to me. This warehouse is
not up to the standards it used to be, ja?
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: Billy :: I don't think it could store
nukes like it used to.
Foka Yuu :: ---Umm, what about the mutant?
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: Billy :: Not to mention, why bother
trying to escape when he already gave us a real Zervek 665?
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: Billy held up the gun as Billy began
to emphasize a few. Specific. Words to Foka in an exaggerated
manner. "This one specifically-- the DID-Code matches top MysTek
brass. Like Page Corbitt. Or. NATHAN. SHIELDS."
Vladimir Karamazov has plugged in!
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: Briefcase Gangster :: So those coats
really are making weapons?! Hot damn, this is the good stuff
then.
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: Billy winked at Foka.
Foka Yuu in noting this, winced. Not completely understanding
although, considered Bilyl was actually working with Mystek, and
so proceeded to nod affirmingly, as he made his way out the
door.
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: The armed gangsters escort Foka back
to the entrance of the warehouse, with more banging happening
behind the airlock.
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: But-- the instant he reached the
entrance with the gangsters, the banging behind the airlock grew
louder-- more concerete as he heard the sound of bending metal.
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: A giant claw breaks through the
airlock as you hear the two gangsters start shouting expletives.
Foka Yuu giddy with excitement over the 2million in his case
couldn't help but feel elated, the impending sound of death that
was held behind the airlock although wasn't too pleasing. So
Foka makes like a tree and leaves-
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: Gangster :: `tchyo za ga`lima?
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: Foka runs as quickly as he can outside
of the building, a monsterous, inhuman sound coming from behind
him as he hears gunfire.
Foka Yuu by left, he began sprinting frantically down the road,
briefcase over their chest, looking for any eletric bikes or
cars-
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: As Foka nears the car, he hears giant
footsteps, claw slashing sounds and the liquidy, fleshy sounds
from behind him.
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: Foka sees the exact same car Arnold
drove him here in.
Gemini The Duplicate simply waddled out of of the car, two small
children to be exact, carrying a heavy gatling laser a pop
Gemini The Duplicate :: We will be extracting our payment
momentarily...Terry.
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: Foka sees two children exit the car
with a heavy gatling laser.
Foka Yuu in the instant drew their hand backward,
psychokiunetically opening the car door and flinging the case
inside the trunk, as he shot forward making their way around the
car frantically speeding down the streets.
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: Arnold is in the car. "Holy mother of
god, that's a mutant. Get the **** in the car, Foka!"
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: A hand comes out the window, telling
Gemini to pause as the mutant approaches the car. Now inside,
Foka looks infront and sees a familiar face sitting in the other
front seat.
Foka Yuu quickly jumping into the passenger seat as he could not
care less what the kids were doin g
Foka Yuu :: DRIVE DRIVE DRIVE
Gemini The Duplicate simply waited next to the car after seeing
the signalling hand.
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: Misty :: Hello, Foka Yuu. We'll be
extracting 1,800,000T as recompense for requiring us to burn an
asset for your survival in this mission.
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: The mutant continues to approach the
car as everyone except Foka calmly sits and waits.
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: Misty :: Is this understood?
Foka Yuu deadpanned
Foka Yuu :: S-Sure.
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: Misty nods and lowers her hand,
signalling Gemini to finish the mutant as it leaps towards the
car, its claw outstretched towards Foka Yuu!
Gemini The Duplicate lit into the mutant
Foka Yuu bringing his head down into his hands in
lament---quickly jumping backwards in the passenger seat,
pushing forward towards the front kicking frantically
Time has run out!
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: The geminis fired the gatling cannon
straight into it, a large red laser blasting forward and gibbing
the creature, burning it from the inside out as its limbs
blasted off in various directions.
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: Its claw flew by, brekaing one of the
cars windows and narrowly missing Fokas heart, the tip of one of
its claws scratching Fokas cheek.
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: Its lower half fell ontop of the car,
bending the top of the car before rolling of.f
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: Misty sighed.
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: Arnold :: Should we return to Lab M-4,
Ms. Mystique?
Gemini The Duplicate :: Ta-Daaaaaa!
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: Misty :: Yes. Good work, Gemini.
((OOC)) Nathan Shields :: Misty :: You as well, Arnold.
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