Adventurers RP

[Scorpio]

ooc: Who's Quinn?

"Hell, I'll let you off with that one considering how close you were to removing them earlier."

I take a few gulps of the Matcha, I suddenly feel relaxed.

"So, any idea where they'd take the armour?"

[Delacroix(Rei)]

OC: Its the short version of your name right?

My brows furrow for a second as I think.
"I would say the Advanced Weaponary Division at Berlin...Its highly fortified...We can't go against them easily...It has enough men to resist a Large scale infantry attack..." I say with one breath as I stare blankly at the wall.
"Who knew I was going to become a fugitive..." I say holding the tea in my hands chuckling to myself.

[Scorpio]

ooc: I dunno, I just named my character Quentin after the prison. But yeah, Quinn is good.

"Every problem is an opportunity in disguise."

I pat Mayumi on the shoulder trying to be supportive.

"You were wasting your talents with them anyway, here take these"

I hand her the keys to the hanger I rented to store my plane.

"After this is over, travel the world, make a name for yourself."

[Valentine]

Val smirked walking into the room still clutching the sword. He decised that after trying to kill him he could stand a little hospitality. Avter looking the room over for a while he settled on the basics well at least to him they were. 2 Colt 1911, 2 Colt .45 Peace makers, A winchester 30-30 lever action, Assorted knives and a fairly new invention when it came to guns a .357 magnum. He placed his pile in a cornere along with enough ammo to keep him happy for a while. He looked down at what he was wearing and had a thought. "Quinten Guess who has a senior Gestapos papers and uniform. I could infiltrate and cause a commotion. . . hold on scratch that I am no hero. Lets just sneak in. I need new clothes. I feel like a tightarse in this."

[Delacroix(Rei)]

I look at Quinn and then at the keys.
"Thats very sweet...But who's going to come with me?" I say with a half smile half forlorn look.

[Scorpio]

(completly oblivious) "Well what about your assistant?"

I take another drink and nearly choke as realisation sinks in.

"Oh. Wow......Are you sure you wouldn't prefer a guy who doesn't go treasure hunting carrying a small arsenal?."

[Khallos]

Khallos, in the meantime, would have started disassembling the rife, still cooing affectionately as he did so. Khallos had some SERIOUS mental issues, and it was questionable as to if he should be using a gun at all.. buuut.. let the baby have its bottle, hmm?

Also, someone with sharp eyes might notice Small objects - Keys, mats, ammo clips and even small pistols from the rack - Would be disappearing when Khallos passed by, and his pockets seemed to be bulging more than usual...

[Delacroix(Rei)]

I look at Khallos with a raised eyebrow.
"Hey Don't take EVERYTHING...." I say with a glare.
I look back at Quinn.
"Well...a man with a certain taste for adventure is what I enjoy and besides He's only my assistant not my companion." I say as I walk towards the kitchen again.

[Scorpio]

man, of all the people she could have, I mean Val is a little more level headed, and the new guy....at least he isn't trying to kill us.

I finish my drink and take a look a Vals stolen papers.

"Hey Khallos. How deep are you in with the nazis?"

[Khallos]

Khallos looked over to the woman, acting indignant all of a sudden. "Taking? Am not taking anything more than rifle." He declared, as the contents of the nearby penny jar "miraculously" appeared in his pockets... hiding the artifact he'd almost forgotten about. Seems Kahllos had sticky fingers...

He jumped a little when Quinn asked the question. "AH! How are knowing name?!" He blinked a few times, and then frowned slightly. "Nazi? Nooo... not a Nazi." He raised a brow again. "Who am telling....?" He then looked down to the swastika. "Ah... uhh... is not mine, am assuring you..." He sighed. "...Am just someone who did something he shouldnt..."

[Scorpio]

"Jesus, calm down, do you always look like the fox caught with the chickens?"

I look over the papers again.

"I meant is there any chance of you sneaking into the base?"

[Khallos]

Khallos blinked a few times, cocking his head. "Uhh.. Da?" He scuffed hsi feet. "Sorry.. am used too.. belch."

Looking up at the question he srhugged a little. "Am supposing so.. was supposed to be meeting top brass today there. Uhhh." Khallos leaned over to try and read the papers over Quinn's shoulder.. which would be a whole lot easier if he could read english. "..Why are you asking?"

[Scorpio]

"Because I want you to sabotage the base, stir up some chaos while the rest of us get inside."

I sit down, taking Vals hat and drapping it over my face, trying to get some rest before we go.

"And take that gun out of your trousers before you blow your d*ck off!"

[Khallos]

Kahllos blinked a few times and, then, actually whimpered, like a dog... or a wolf. "Whaaaat?! Why are you to be going back inside! You just alerted security forces all over city! They is to be killing you trying! WHY ARE YOU GOING BACK INTO THE VIPERS NEST?!" Kahllos wouldn't have noticed that his voice sounded hysterical.. or that he was trying to grab Quinn by the lapels and shake him.

"And.. wait, wa?" Khallos blinked AGAIN. "...No guns here..." He muttered, shortly before 8 ammo clips, various parts of the rifle, a pistol, the contents of the jar of pennies and an incense stand from the oriental lady's table all fell out of his inside pockets.

[Scorpio]

I raise an eyebrow as a large amount of items drop from Khallos coat, then look him in the eye.

"Because they don't think we can."

[Khallos]

Khallos bit his lip. "But.. i.. er... If they catch me in there again.. I mean.. i snuck away, and when they work out what i..." he trailed off, looking up to the stranger (Quinn) mistrustfully. "...Please to be telling why am risking life for you?"

[Scorpio]

"Because sometimes we have to strive every moment of our lives to make ourselves better and better to the best of our abilities so that all may profit by it. We must think of the right and lend our assistance to all who may need it, with no regard for anything but justice. Take what comes with a smile, without loss of courage. Be considerate of our country, our fellow citizens, and our associates in everything we say and do. Do right to all - and wrong no man."

I recieve a blank stare.

"A very nasty person has my briefcase, it contains 75,000 pounds, help us in and it's yours."

ooc: I'd like to thank the academy.

[Khallos]

Khallos would have been collecting up the rifle components and pistol clips while Quinn was speaking, and by the time he was done hed have sraightened up, the equipment and various other valuable objects were back in his pockets. "Uhh... dont know about..."

At the mention of the money, Khallos straightened up and allmost clicked his heals. "Heheh, DEAL!" With that kinda money Khallos wouldnt have to go scrounging around for the Nazi's anymore... he could go home to his family again!

"But.. anything wanting to be done in particular?"

[Scorpio]

"Nothing special, just go in, try to make a distraction, get the doors open, then hide until you stop hearing gunfire."

I check my rifle, I hope anti-tank is good enough for the Destroyer.

"and you'll be hearing a lot of gunfire."

[Khallos]

Khallos sniffed a little. He didn't mind violence.. but he was used to having a wall of Nazi's in front of him to soak up the bullets for him... such are the perks of employment from the Fuhrer.. "Uhh.. umm... Ok... Will try?"

OOC:[Gotta log for the night guys, See ya]

[Scorpio]

Strange guy

I sit down and put the hat over my eyes again tying to catch forty winks.

[Delacroix(Rei)]

I'm up in my master bedroom asleep.
I hear something in the closet.
"Ste-Stefan?" I say slightly scared, I never liked the dark.
I hear another bump and then a something...chittering.
"Quinn is...that you?" I ask now terrified.
I walk to the closet whimpering in fear and I open it.
"Ahh Mayumi..." I turn around and I see La Rouge staring right down at me.
"AHHH!!!!" I Scream at the top of my lungs and the moment I do I'm awake.
I continue screaming my head off.

[Scorpio]

I hear a scream from upstairs.

Mayumi

I sprint upstairs trying to focus on finding the right room.

If anything happens to her I'm gonna level this country.

I kick in a bedroom door, I can't find the light switch so I stumble in the dark for a bit.

"Mayumi, where are you?"

[Khallos]

Khallos turned to the scream as well, watching his "captor" run off towards the stairs, getting up himself to rest at the foot of them. "Umm.. What is to be on going?" He called up quietly, half not wanting to be heard... and then looking around for Valentine, seeing if he can leg it.

[Delacroix(Rei)]

I turn on my bedroom light and I see a man at the door and I continue screaming(Thats you Scorpio).

[Valentine]

Val was sitting in a corner watching Khallos. He did not sleep much anymore since the death. He just sat up thinking. He heard the scream and saw Quinn run off so he pulled his 1911 and pointed it at Khallos "Not a move Komrad or I will ship your body to the russias siberia. They may trust you but I do not fully yet." He tossed the man a pack of cigarettes. "That is why we are going to be friends understand. We will stick together you and me. Now lets go upstairs to check on the love birds."

When they got to the bedroom he made sure khallos was in first before he entered the room standing by the door. "Sorry to barge in like this Miss but I think we were all a little worried." He grabbed his hat of Khallos head grinning "I look better in this hat by the way." In the short time he had been with them he had gone out to find himself some clothes. Now he was dressed in a pair of imported cowboy boots. They had cost him a bundle. A button up shirt with a pair of well fitting jeans. He had bought a new belt but still had his old buckle thank goodness. It was a family herloom from his great grandfather. He wore the two colts on his hips with the 1911s in shoulder holsters under his Duster (cowboy trenchcoat) The 30-30 was slun over his shoulder and the knives and ammo placed in pockets and other places that were easy to acess. The sword was now strapped down his spine to where it was not seen under the coat. He glaned at his pocket watch that had a dent in it from the train explosion. "Well lady and gents what time shall we do this? I rethought it and I want to go in and cause the diversion. I can cause a lot bigger one and not be killed thanks to my little sword here. Any objections?"

[Scorpio]

"Mayumi, it's me Quinn, stop screaming."

It takes some effort to calm her down, and a little more to block a punch aimed at my head.

"Look, everythings alright. Now what happened?"

[Khallos]

Khallos would raise his hands when the gun was pointed at him, letting out another nervous "yelp" and trying to retreat back into his jacket at far as possible. "Please, don't shoot!" he yelled almost from instinct... in Russian. A native might recognize that while his accent wasn't Russian.. it wasn't really German either... perhaps somewhere in the USSR?

Catching the cigarettes, he looked down to them and then back up to the man, blinking once or twice and then nodding slowly. Well.. better this guy's Friend than his enemy... So he fell into stop in front of him, poking his head round to door to the oriental woman's room. "...To be being decent you are?" He asked, avoiding looking at the woman and man from earlier in the bed and casting around the room, trying to work out why she'd screamed.

[Valentine]

Val pats Khallos on the shoulder. "Lets go down stairs and have a chat shall we?" He guieds Khallos down to the kitchen firmly sitting him in a chair going to the small cooler in the corner helping himself to two beers sliding one to Khallos. Almost in perfect Russian " Well know I know you are not German but you do not have the accent of a Russian eather " He grins a little and then in German " You might want to tell me who and what you are my friend that way I might feel enclined to save you if there is trouble. The nazi armband did not help matters [/b]"

[Khallos]

Sighed a little, letting himself be steered around again. What was he, a sack of potatoes?! At least he got to sit down... and, oh, beer! Khallos took it, trusting the man (just) enough to not suspect it was poisned and took a sip... only to swallow it much too quickly, lowering the bottle again... this guy could speak Russian... and German?

"Uhh.. can we stick to one language please..." Khallos mumbled, the russian he was talking in sounding a little rusty. "And... Who am i? I am just Khallos, comrade..." he shrugged. Am just someone doing my job... and, the armband.. blech, they made me wear it." He frowned and spat, in the sink, luckily enough. Only reason i'd ever wear one was if i had to..."