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Post by Bannanachair on Jul 22, 2015 19:26:11 GMT -4
I enter the door, quickly replaying the way that I got here so that when it's time to escape I can do so.
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Post by Benzo on Jul 22, 2015 19:33:20 GMT -4
You enter into the, what you assume to be an office judging by the bay window over looking the courtyard and desk lying in front of it. A man, confirmed to be Sr. Vinas by the voice in your ear, looks at you before dismissing the guard who had escorted you. "Welcome, gringo." Sr. Vinas says to you, looking at the remaining guard in the room and motioning him to lower his weapon. "Come. Sit American."
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Post by Bannanachair on Jul 22, 2015 19:36:52 GMT -4
You enter into the, what you assume to be an office judging by the bay window over looking the courtyard and desk lying in front of it. A man, confirmed to be Sr. Vinas by the voice in your ear, looks at you before dismissing the guard who had escorted you. "Welcome, gringo." Sr. Vinas says to you, looking at the remaining guard in the room and motioning him to lower his weapon. "Come. Sit American." I sit as instructed, debating in my head whether killing him in front of this one guard counts as a 'public execution' as far as the bonus is concerned, or if I'll need more witnesses. |
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Post by Benzo on Jul 22, 2015 19:43:59 GMT -4
"That bay window could prove useful, if you are after that bonus. You'll be throwing a rock at a wasp nest, though." you hear the voice whisper into your ear. After sitting down, Sr. Vinas pours a glass of what looks like tequila, no surprise there, before handing you one. "You're the gringo Sermano sent?" he asks you with a slightly suspicious look.
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Post by Bannanachair on Jul 22, 2015 19:48:58 GMT -4
"Indeed," I say, to both HQ and Sr. Vinas. I'll file it under 'coincidence' that I was rewatching some episodes of Battlestar Galctica the other day and that now I'm speaking like Dr. Baltar, and simply continue on with my job.
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Post by Benzo on Jul 22, 2015 19:54:55 GMT -4
Sr. Vinas nods and takes a gulp from his glass. "Where is your vehicle? How do you intend to carry a quarter ton of marijuana on your back?"
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Post by Bannanachair on Jul 22, 2015 20:00:55 GMT -4
"Broke down about a half mile out of town. I didn't want to be late, so I abandoned it temporarily. If we come to an agreement, I'll head off back towards my vehicle, fix it and then come back to collect." How much attention is the guard paying to Vinas and myself?
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Post by Benzo on Jul 22, 2015 20:06:40 GMT -4
The kingpin looks at you for a moment, then looking over to his guard suddenly. Saying something quickly to him, the guard departed, leaving the door open in his quick haste. "Who are you?" he asks you, slowly pulling up a handgun to your face.
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Post by Bannanachair on Jul 22, 2015 20:25:39 GMT -4
(How close is his gun to me? I have two different things in mind depending on how far away he is from me, and I'd like to make the best action that I can.)
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Post by Benzo on Jul 22, 2015 20:29:35 GMT -4
(Across the desk, approximately a 16 inches in front of your face.)
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Post by Bannanachair on Jul 22, 2015 20:37:12 GMT -4
"I really should have come up with a better cover story..." I say under my breath, before proceeding to answer the question. "I'm a member of a highly secretive group of assassins, known as AGE, and I was sent here to kill you. Speaking of which, I should probably get to work." At that, I quickly slide down, underneath the desk until I'm underneath the desk, and I continue sliding until I'm behind Vinas, at which point I take my piano wire out of my pocket and put it around his neck, being extra careful not to kill him. "Now, there's a bonus in it for me if there are witnesses, so please call in some of your men," I say to him.
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Post by Benzo on Jul 22, 2015 20:42:09 GMT -4
Quickly maneuvering yourself behind Sr. Vinas, you begin to hear shouts and gunfire from outside. "Senor, Los Zetas! Los Ze-" someone began to yell, a guard then running in a freezing as he saw you.
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Post by Bannanachair on Jul 22, 2015 21:13:07 GMT -4
"Lead me in the correct direction for escape or I'll kill your boss," I say. Sure, I'm going to kill him anyway, but I can probably find a larger audience by leaving the office for the execution.
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Post by Benzo on Jul 22, 2015 21:17:55 GMT -4
The guard looked at you wildly as gunshots echoed through the compound. "E-escape? There is no escape from war." he says, pulling his rifle up to aim at you as Sr. Vinas tried, though failing, to kick at you as you held him hostage.
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Post by Bannanachair on Jul 22, 2015 21:21:06 GMT -4
"I know that. I was referring to this compound when I had said 'escape'. That line was rather poetic. You know, you should quit your job here and become a poet. I think you'll do quite well in that line of business."
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Post by Benzo on Jul 22, 2015 21:26:40 GMT -4
The guard looked at Sr. Vinas before lowering his weapon. "If I get you out, he lives?" he asked, then turning around quickly and yelling back to you. "Quickly now!"
"Not friends with the Zetas either?" Vinas asked you as you followed the guard.
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Post by Bannanachair on Jul 22, 2015 21:38:25 GMT -4
"They have no idea who I am," I say quite simply, following after the guard, but still keeping Vinas in check with the piano wire.
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Post by Benzo on Jul 22, 2015 21:46:45 GMT -4
The guard leads you out to a back door of the main structure, finding yourself in a small gap between the wall and the actual building. Gunshots echoed all around you as the guard ahead of you slowly peeked around the corner, several shots tearing through him before he fell back to the ground.
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Post by Bannanachair on Jul 22, 2015 21:53:00 GMT -4
I shove Sr. Vinas out as well, hoping that he gets shot at in the same way. That counts as me killing him, right?
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Post by Benzo on Jul 22, 2015 22:03:34 GMT -4
Sure enough, as you shove him you hear a quick yell, followed by a rather excessive spray of gunfire. "Vinas muerto!" you hear shouted repeatedly, which brought both yells of victory as well as yells of anguish. It seems the message became clear, now it's time to leave the gang war. "I... I would suggest the other corner." you hear in your ear.
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Post by Bannanachair on Jul 22, 2015 22:06:59 GMT -4
I take the advice of the voice in my ear.
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Post by Benzo on Jul 22, 2015 22:16:18 GMT -4
Quickly going around to the other corner, you see the gate on the opposite end of the courtyard. Several small crates lying along the edges of the wall between you and the exit, as well as multiple men scattering like ants under a magnifier.
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Post by Bannanachair on Jul 22, 2015 22:22:10 GMT -4
How many men are there? Also, I remove the tape from the clip and put the suppressor on my gun.
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Post by Benzo on Jul 22, 2015 22:25:08 GMT -4
It's hard to get an exact number, though a majority of the fighting seemed to be happening inside the structure itself, rather than the courtyard. Peering around the corner, you find a few men crawling around, while the sole standing soldier walked around putting a shot into anyone still moving.
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Post by Bannanachair on Jul 22, 2015 22:32:08 GMT -4
Shoot that one soldier and make a run for it, climbing over the wall if necessary. With the suppressor nobody should be able to hear it to know that he's dead, but even without the suppressor there's enough shooting for it to not matter particularly much if anyone hears it.
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