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Post by Deleted on Jan 2, 2016 19:37:59 GMT 2
❝ Got a Smoke? ❞ The next mission was taking place in one of the many shady corners of Chicago, an abandoned complex of buildings inside the Bianchi's territory, so this was very dangerous. This was actually the very reason Brann was sent to this mission, because the Enigma hacker couldn't fight and do his job too. He was tasked with securing the area while the other member did his part. Smoke wasn't at all salty about the mission. This was actually something pretty important, and the hacker certainly needed the help of a bodyguard. He appreciated men dedicated to one thing and one thing only, everyone has a role in this big play we call fate, and no matter how much you improvise you're still playing your role.
At first he had to meet up with this person, he was called Ruin, interesting name at a rendezvous not very far from the Enigma secret center of operations. It was a smart move on Ryan's part, setting the meeting point close to home so this person of importance couldn't get kidnapped on his way to the building complex. Brann would also escort this man to the building complex.
Smoke arrived half an hour earlier than planned. He'd take his mission of protection very seriously, even if it meant catching a bullet or two. Arriving earlier would stop any attempts of killing or capturing the guy from the actual rendezvous. Now he only had to wait until the Ruin arrived and let the job start. While he was alone he quietly checked his weaponry again, for the tenth time: Two small caliber handguns for dual wielding tied to each of his boots, a modified revolver which could kill someone from 100 feet away...through a wall, held in a skin strap on his right leg, a 12 gauge automatic shotgun held by a strap across his neck, and finally two submachine guns strapped to each side of his upper body. He also brought his tomahawk which was in a bind across his back as usual but that didn't need to be checked. Of course none o this was visible, everything being covered up by his long coat.
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Post by Ruin Reginald on Jan 2, 2016 20:17:13 GMT 2
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"All the scars on my body, They won't keep me far from love" In the earlier hours of the meeting place of where he was intending to meet his partner, Ruin had been by the Enigma headquarters to gather his equipment for the mission he had been assigned. He knew how important it was so details were specific for Ruin, bringing what he knew would be dire importance than stressing in the vehicle about getting caught or something going wrong because there was something he didn't have.
With a small duffer bag, Ruin had thrown this over his back, bringing his notepad of notes of the process with him that could be burned later like he normally did with his completed tasks; hopefully this one would be another one. He knew where he had to go from here and rather than taking his car, Ruin walked instead, not leaving any sign of evidence behind especially in Bianchi territory.
Taking a taxi instead, Ruin ordered to go to an area that was on the borders of the location he was intending to go to; again, leaving next to no evidence of his whereabouts due to the camera in the back of the taxi. Once he had arrived, Ruin hopped out of the car, paying his fees and now beginning to walk to the meeting place where he knew this rendezvous would be.
Eventually he reached it and on time of the meeting too although he didn't know this when he could see his partner in the distance. A small hum escaped him quietly as he already felt uneasy in the area they were in but Ruin ignored his discontent and came up towards the man named "Smoke", stopping a good enough distance to speak quietly but in range.
"We should... probably run through the plan once more now... before we head off." He murmured to the man, eyeing him with his pale grey eyes, keeping the duffer bag hoisted over his back for the time being. Ruin still felt uncomfortable with the idea of having a partner - nothing personally - but he knew this mission would never work with one man involved, especially in such a dangerous area.
Ruin knew he physically couldn't handle such a mission on his own, he still had a lot to learn, but thankfully he was given a seemingly experienced member of Enigma that he was grateful to have as much as he was socially uncomfortable thanks to his anxiety but he kept these thoughts aside. When it came to his life, Ruin ignored his disorders as much as possible for the sake of getting a task such as this done and without too much trouble.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 2, 2016 21:19:18 GMT 2
❝ Got a Smoke? ❞ The man appeared on time, and murmured something to Brann about going over the plan again. He read and reread the information on the mission time and time again like he always does, but there was little to none information on what Ruin was going to do. It was probably for the better really, Brann didn't "know" that much about tech and gadgets...he didn't even have a phone after all.
"I was told to escort you to the first location, where you will do what you're supposed to do, after that we have to go to the second location and rinse and repeat. At each location I will set up a defensive area around you and make sure nothing even touches you. After we finish I'll escort you out of Bianchi territory and safely back to the warehouse. I do not know what you will do or how much time it will take, and I assume I wouldn't understand anyway. We each have a job to do, let's get crackin...unless you have something else to add?" Brann said in a fluent speech, emphasizing some words here and there and making an inquisitive look at the end.
The man in front of him seemed capable enough, more of the bookish type really. He didn't mind, maybe he could even start up an interesting discussion with him. Some intelligent dialogue once in a while made sure his other skills didn't get rusty which was nice. No one really expect an intellectual to hide behind all the brawn. His childhood was not only composed of killing. He did receive a very good education from his step father until he was ten and after that he used to have friendly arguments with him.
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Post by Ruin Reginald on Jan 2, 2016 22:04:48 GMT 2
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"All the scars on my body, They won't keep me far from love" Ruin nodded towards the man as he began to explain the plan. It concerned him that he didn't appear to even know what Ruin was doing, thankfully Ruin had some earpieces that - hopefully - wouldn't be picked up by any kind of radio waves or get caught by on nearby radios of any sort and detect their conversation.
"Hm... I'm assuming that it's going to be mainly doors and cameras," He informed, wishing he had mapped the area they were heading first but there was no time for that now. "We can get going... I can er- discuss more things on the way there... earpieces and such for when you need me to crack something." He informed again, beginning to make his way over to the car that apparently was given to them; probably something needing to be destroyed afterwards.
With that, Ruin began to get his way into the car to set up his stuff in the back and prepare while they drove to their destination. Setting up the laptop and the equipment, Ruin made sure he was secured inside, keeping his head low as he crouched on the floor of the car diagonally so he wasn't squished directly behind the seats. From there, he began to set up the laptop furthermore, letting Smoke drive to where they intended to head to.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 2, 2016 22:28:02 GMT 2
❝ Got a Smoke? ❞ The man headed to the car provided by Enigma, setting all his equipment up in a clever way, in order to be protected from any stray bullets that may come his way. Looked like Smoke was driving. He knew where he was supposed to go by heart, probably could manage with his eyes closed if he tried hard enough. Setting a moderate speed for the car, not to seem to out of place by driving too fast or too slow, Brann got out his powerful revolver just in case. The powerful gun packed enough of a punch to go through a car, maybe not the other side, but close to that though.
He waited until Ruin finished and started going towards the first objective, where he was going to defend his partner until he finished hacking into the firewall of the Bianchi database, establishing a link with which he gather information, after that they were headed towards the second location, which was heavily guarded for that was where the physical computers were, from which Ruin could use that link to crack the database completely, offering Enigma information on all of the main objectives and power holds the Bianchi had...of course Brann knew nothing of this, he knew the locations and that he was supposed to defend Ruin at any cost, but that was it.
The streets were quiet, exactly as they were supposed to be in this shady part of town. It was very much abandoned, and they would most likely get trouble after the first checkpoint, Brann knew that much. Still you could never be too cautious regarding your opponent.
This could be a good time for a little friendly chat: Say, Ruin, you've been with Enigma for long? Brann said, he knew it was a stupid question, small talk really but he couldn't ask any interesting questions straight out of the blue.
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Post by Ruin Reginald on Jan 9, 2016 17:05:02 GMT 2
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"All the scars on my body, They won't keep me far from love" Seated in the back of the car as intended, Ruin began to plug everything together, grateful Smoke did not shoot off driving so soon and let his equipment fly all of the joint. Plugging up, setting up and beginning to type away, Ruin kept his little notepad beside him of everything he needed to do: Firewall firstly.
Now that they had began to drive, Ruin was silent as night, his eyes fixtrated on the bright screen that lightened his pale skin in the darkness of the car and streets with the occasional glare of street lights coming over the roof of the car and through the windows. It was a little tough what he was hacking into, but boosts of confidence came whenever something was going right, especially in such a stressful situation.
For a moment, it was as if Ruin didn't hear what the man in the front had said and even the sounds of weaponry seemed ignored whereas beforehand Ruin would of been uncomfortable to the click of the safety trigger. Somehow he snapped out of his trance of concentration and glanced up from the laptop screen where he saw the man's eyes in the rear-view mirror.
He panicked, not really from nerves but more of the fact he may have came off a bit rude. "Oh- s-sorry," He apologised first of all but carried on to his question. "A-a-about a month? I'm sure it has been a month now." He told Smoke, briefly checking his screen as lines and lines of green coding text was being generated on a small window he had open, waiting patiently for the all clear to the next step.
During this time of waiting, he decided to join in the small talk, thinking nothing of it because it was only small talk... no deep discussions or anything personal, just general which he normally preferred. "W-what about you? I'm judging by us meeting longer than me?" He inquired, unsure whether he had joined the same time or even after and kept himself hidden after all.
Everyone in Enigma so far seemed interesting, have interesting backgrounds, but he wasn't going to dwell into them unless he got too interested which developed into an obsession... that was Ruin's problem especially with being so socially deprived and his anxiety with generally socialising.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 9, 2016 19:13:35 GMT 2
❝ Got a Smoke? ❞ The man was not quick to react to Smoke's question, though he wasn't upset by it. He was focused on his work, it was pretty nice of him to even respond. Smoke appreciated that. He was not one to appreciate any small things like these but still, it was nice to be acknowledged, even though it was only small talk.
"I'd say about the same time as you...So why?" It was a vague question, but the man would be able to tell he was referring to why he joined Enigma...""or maybe not, I better make it clearer"" "Why'd'ya join Enigma? A man with your skills could surely find work on the bright side of the world" Maybe it was a tad too personal, but Smoke didn't really realize that. He didn't quite had a full understatement of how socializing worked. And he didn't want to learn either, it was something pretty boring for him after all.
He'd find out the man's goals, that was if he didn't mind sharing them of course. As for the mission...if it was needed of him he could fully focus on the situation at the drop of a hat so he wasn't too worried. There was still a while until they reached the first checkpoint; and until the fun began.So making conversation was the only thing he could do right about now.
"Sorry if I'm bothering you while you're working" Smoke found himself saying. It was not something usual for him to apologize, but for some reason he felt like telling that to the man. It may have been something to reassure the other, since he seemed uncomfortable with the situation.
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Post by Ruin Reginald on Jan 15, 2016 1:48:56 GMT 2
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"All the scars on my body, They won't keep me far from love" Ruin had finally cracked into one of the security parts he had been working on and with this open, Ruin quickly slotted in one of his USB sticks that specifically drew out more of what Ruin could physically could do to save time. Opening the file, he allowed it to interact with the window he had open and to assist being able to have options to disable, open, whatever certain areas of the exterior of where they were heading. It was small but it was a start.
Whilst he waited for that to code through, Ruin glanced once more up at Smoke with a confused stare until what he asked processed through, his mind being so focused that the small talk took awhile to get to his brain to respond it seemed. "Why?" He questioned and even to that, Ruin began to think back on the days when he asked himself the same thing... why he wanted to join Enigma.
A small tsk escaped Ruin's mouth as he softly shrugged and spoke up once more after a couple of seconds from speaking. "I'm not the most... normal person when it comes to society these days and I'm not sure if you already assumed that but I won't be offended if you already did or agree," He began with a small huff of amusement to himself. "I'm not a fan of this current society... what it has came to in comparison to a century to go... normality... a normal lifestyle never really agreed with me... I've worked with engineering companies before and it's the same shit." He somewhat spat his final words. Ruin was surprisingly becoming more passionate.
"Like anywhere else, people just use you for your skills. They don't acknowledge your potential as a person... only to get things done and to earn more than you will ever in your lifetime... I joined Enigma for a better future... and when I was told their proposition for it, I fully agreed to their views... I think it's time for a change." He grunted, leaning back into the seat with the laptop still against his lap, his eyes falling back onto the bright screen he continued working on, everything so smoothly.
With silence that had passed, Ruin suddenly looked back over at Smoke as he apologised. It seemed even Ruin forgot how much he was blabbering on which was surprising for the socially-awkward, anxiety-filled man. "No need. It's good to know I'm working with somebody who isn't rushing me and is patient with my pace..." He admitted, knowing that Ruin could be painfully slow due to his concentration and focus, his precision at wanting everything perfect and no slip ups.
A moment's thought past once more and Ruin decided to carry on with the conversation, being comfortable with it surprisingly again. "So... how about you? What made you want to join Enigma? You seem to know your... guns..." He commented, his eyes briefly flickering up at the weaponry from what he could see peeking out from him whenever a streetlight shined over the car as they drove.
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❝ Got a Smoke? ❞ The man got surprisingly passionate in his response, taking Smoke a little by surprise. He didn't expect the supposedly shy man to talk so much in response to a question as simple as that. He did appreciate his openness though, it was not something people in this day and age shared, the ability to say things as they are without trying to sugarcoat or hide the meaning.
"It's nice to see there are still people like you, those who don't hide behind words but embrace the truth and anything that can be understood from that" Smoke said as a sign of his appreciation. ""What the man had said was strangely in sync with some ideals of my own"" "Why would I rush someone? There is a time when we must think and a time when we must act. Those two are very much separated from each other." Smoke didn't think expressing one's thoughts slower meant also a slower mind, and it didn't disturb him in any kind of way.
"You said that today's society is wrong, I think so too but maybe not for the same reasons. You said that they used you for your talents and didn't care for anything else while getting a fortune off your back, and with that I agree, but still, are we not being used right now by Enigma? It may be under a different pretext but we are in no way equals to Mr. King. I myself like to think that I always have a choice and that I'm not being used without a higher purpose of my own. As for society, it hasn't really changed that much from ancient times...it's just that today people hide their greed and their lack of care for the value of life while in the past that kind of thinking was not frowned upon so much." Smoke said in two long breaths.
Those were his views, maybe some wrong maybe some right but nevertheless they were his and his alone to follow. If the other man agreed it would prove some things that Brann had hinted about in his way of thinking, if not it was no big deal. He met people with different ideals around each corner of this town.
"To answer why I joined Enigma, I didn't really join it, more like I got recruited, being new to town and all that. I don't think change can ever be bad if you think about it long term, so I didn't have anything against a switch in power between the Mafia in this town." As Brann had finished saying this they had reached the first checkpoint where they were supposed to proceed on foot, after Ruin finished the first part of his assignment. "Finish there and let's get a move on. Surprise won't be in our favor forever." He put simply.
Another check of his weaponry and he waited for Ruin to finish. All seemed to be in check. ""It is a good night this one. The cold air will help me think, let us hope not too much blood will be shed" Brann thought in a poetic manner which he chose sometimes for his own inner thoughts, to give it a more calm demeanor while his physical part tensed up at the hint of danger, ready to pounce.
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Post by Ruin Reginald on Jan 18, 2016 2:06:06 GMT 2
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"All the scars on my body, They won't keep me far from love" There was that word again... embrace... it honestly made Ruin shudder to the core to the thought of such a word, more so because whoever said it was not close even if the word was not meant in that scenario and just a general expression. Still, Ruin cringed a little to himself but quickly let it vanish before Smoke may presume he was being rude.
Though, Ruin actually seemed to like Smoke, so far. It seemed they had the same views so far as he talked with him along with being appreciative that he did not rush and agreed with his pace. A small sigh of relief escaped Ruin yet he listened attentively as he typed and half focused on what he was doing, still obviously being proactive on the task at hand but still not wanting to be rude to his fellow and new partner.
As he listened closely to his views, Ruin nodded slowly in acknowledgement, agreeing with most of what he was saying but that still did not ease his own views towards general society; his indifference being unacceptable in most places he had been to, whether they were right or wrong about it. "You are right about it never really changing... and that is what bothers me. I would like to see us all as equals as you said about Mr. King. Though I've never felt more comfortable doing my 'duty' in a 'cooperation' and without feeling remorse or reconsideration for what I do. I'm happy here and I want that to resume." He told Smoke in return.
Now that time had passed and they reached their destination - or well one of them firstly - Ruin nodded in response followed by a small grunt to his words. Thankfully, most of the work had been done while Ruin was sorting things out on the journey, so within around five minutes, Ruin was finished. "The first checkpoint is breached," He began, lowering his screen down from the brightness against his face, just in case as he went on more quietly. "What's next?" He questioned, eyeing the dangerous location suspiciously and warily.
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