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Post by Natalie Green on Feb 29, 2016 2:51:59 GMT 2
[✿] ..my pretty sleeper.. [✿]
Night set on down town Chicago. Street lights flickered on with their shades of gold and blue, and cars sped from work to homes with bustling families and small children. People said the city never slept, and they were right. Sitting atop a small building, Natalie peered through 'borrowed' binoculars at the warehouse she had been spying on for a week. The guards clocked in and out at 12 every afternoon and evening. They rotated shifts between twelve hands in total. Natalie had seen what was inside that warehouse, she knew well what they kept in there -- and she wanted some of it.
Slowly she adjusts her mask over her face. It was a Mardi Gras harlequin mask styled in black and white--split down the center. She wore it with a large, baggy hoodie. With a light slip of her right and dominant hand into her pocket, Natalie allowed herself to run her thumbs over the hunting knife she hid. With a slow breath in she departed from the top of the building and down the stairs, she turned her eyes up quickly and made way to the alley.
Beside the warehouse there was a metal stairway that lead up to a window. It was a fire exit. The thing probably hadn't been used in ten years, judging the appearance of the building itself. So all she had to do now was properly bust in and take what she wanted. Now, she wasn't dumb enough to be noisy with this. She'd done her work of information on who exactly protected the building, and she didn't want any bad business.
So with a long breath she undid the screws that held the window in place. With two careful, black gloved hands, she removes the window in utter silence and sets it down beside her on the metal balcony. With elegance and swiftness, the masked thief swung her legs one at a time through the window. Her eyes flicked through the dark and she carefully jumped down from the windowsill.
With a deep breath she sheathes her knife back into her pocket and swipes a palm over the back of her belt in which she hid her gun. With quiet confidence she advances silently toward a box. |
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Post by Jacob Pierce on Feb 29, 2016 5:24:42 GMT 2
---- A star in the city. -----  --- Everyday shining --- Last time Jacob had been assigned a box, it turned out to be a bomb. He wasn’t too keen on getting into that warehouse right now, but he did what he must with only mild complaints and a few glares. The difference between then and now, was that instead of delivering the mysterious box to someone, Jacob had to fetch it. He had no idea what contained inside it, it could be another bomb, could be something valuable, could be something of no value the Bianchi wanted anyway. He hoped the first option wasn’t the case, but otherwise he didn’t care.
The night was cool, street lights and buildings rendering the cover of darkness almost useless. It wasn’t so late that that the streets started to empty, but nobody paid attention to the lone mercenary who roamed where he shouldn’t, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. This was actually the kind of job he was good at, slaughtering and bursting in guns blazing was fun from time to time, but Jacob’s strength always had been stealth. The clock struck twelve, and with it came shift change, or so he had been told, it was the opportunity Jacob had to slip in.
He did just that, picking the lock open, he sneaked inside, taking the first look into the warehouse. It was big, as to be expected from such place. It wouldn’t be easy to locate the target, but he should have enough time if he kept quiet and didn’t alert the guards. His steps were silent as he searched around, his gloved hand adjusted the black and white mask on his face. Inside was dark, but not impossible to see, there was a movement from the corner of his eye, coming somewhere from the window and he turned quickly. There wasn’t supposed to be anyone here.
Cautiously he approached where he thought he saw the movement, silently hoping it was his imagination or some lost animal. His hand went to the knife he always carried, it would be counterproductive to shoot a gun right now. There was some sort of metal pipe loose on the ground, and Jacob kicked it away from him, making noise on the opposite direction from where he stood, not loud enough to attract too much attention, but enough to hopefully lure out whatever was here with him.
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Post by Natalie Green on Feb 29, 2016 6:24:11 GMT 2
[✿] ..my pretty sleeper.. [✿]
Natalie had made it just 3 feet from where the box was, until she heard noise. It was familiar and made the hair on the back of her neck rise--it was the indistinguishable sound of a person. 'Shit,' she could only think to herself, frozen in place with a hand settled on the holster of her gun. For a tense half minute she didn't breathe, and stood as still as a statue with her pale eyes staring from behind her black and white harlequin mask. As her gaze adjusted to the darkness, she made out the very faint outlines of perhaps a head and shoulders roughly ten feet away. 'No one was supposed to be here! It's mid shift!' Nat angrily hissed internally, her right hand curling it's fingers around the stock of her gun. With a fluid and well practiced swing of her arm the gun was pointed in the direction of the figure, and she made quick work to flick on the small light on the side of the handgun's barrel.
Stark, white light filled the room--Natalie found herself wincing. It was oddly tempting to just blindly fire, but she knew better. She was more disciplined and hardened than to let anxiety win and to begin making so much noise that she'd just bring more on her hands. So instead, as her eyes opened she took a cautious step back and let her index finger rest over the curve of the trigger. Beneath the mask she was covered by a full white bodysuit. It was skin tight and hidden majorly by her clothes. The only holes cut into it were two for her eyes and one for her nose. Not even her mouth was revealed. Over her head was a black hood that was a simple extension of the large, black hoodie she wore. Paired with that was torn blue jeans, and a pair of tall, black, leather boots.
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Post by Jacob Pierce on Mar 1, 2016 1:27:03 GMT 2
---- A star in the city. ----- --- Everyday shining ---
The loud noise made everything tense, the silence that followed could almost be but by a sharp knife. Jacob held his breath, listening for any more noise, attentive for movements. He saw a figure a few meters away and apparently the figure saw him as well, because soon there was a blinding light shooting on his direction, he raised his arms to block it, squinting towards the light to try to make out who was here to ruin his day. That definitely was a gun pointed towards him, but his luck held so far that the person didn’t shoot. He couldn’t make much on appearance, but it didn’t look to be a guard.
Quickly taking advantage from the fact the figure didn’t attack him, Jacob lifted his gun, pointing towards the person, making an impasse. Another criminal, perhaps? Here? Today? He had the worst luck. “Listen friend, I don’t know about you, but I’d rather not call the security army here.” Maybe it was a reasonable criminal, maybe they weren’t here for the same reason as him. “I just want to grab a thing and leave, couldn’t we just stay out of each other’s way?” His voice wasn’t very loud, but the spacious warehouse made the sound echo around. The light was bothersome, not as bad as it first got to his face as his eyes adjusted to it, but if the person was hoping to make him half blind, they were doing an excellent job right now.
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Post by Natalie Green on Mar 1, 2016 1:45:39 GMT 2
[✿] ..my pretty sleeper.. [✿]
Natalie breathed a slow sigh. Well, it was better than getting busted by a guard. Her eyes flickered over him in uncertainty, and she lightly dulled the blinding light of the flash light. It was a lot better than being caught in her opinion. She, luckily, had never been caught -- at least, until now. She had a good reputation of getting what she wanted, though, this seemed different. It was obvious this guy that she was standing just a few feet from came here for something. It couldn't be the same thing she had come for! .. Right?
Turning her head slowly toward the box, she points and clears her throat. "I just came here to search this box." The masked woman states firmly, her eyes turning to him slowly. If there wasn't anything good in it, she'd just search the others until she found something that would sell for a pretty penny. Or at least, that had been her train of thought before she came toe to toe with another .. robber?
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Post by Jacob Pierce on Mar 1, 2016 2:17:51 GMT 2
---- A star in the city. ----- --- Everyday shining ---
The light diminished, and Jacob could finally take his first look at the person. Someone dressed to blend in the dark, covered from head to toe. Their face was obscured still, but Jacob could swear he could see a mask…? Maybe. If that was true, it could only mean the person had good character. No one who used masks could be a terrible person, it increased his odds of walking way with the box without a fight… Well, not really, but Jacob could dream.
His dreams were crushed as soon as the other spoke, the unmistakable voice of a woman as she said she wanted a box, the same box Jacob was after, he saw as soon as pointed, the description fit perfectly. Of course his life couldn’t be very easy. He lowered his gun, betting the woman wouldn’t want to shoot as much as him, and put it back on its holster, his movements slow and non-threatening “Oh, nevermind then. I’m afraid I can’t let you do that, I need that exact box.” At least he wouldn’t have to find it by himself in the dark. “Thank you for find it, thought” He’d smile at her if she could see his face. Immediately after he was done talking, Jacob dashed towards the box, hoping to grab it before the woman could. He still held his knife on his main hand, doubting she would just give up without a fight.
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Post by Natalie Green on Mar 1, 2016 2:23:56 GMT 2
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Natalie swore under her breath. She quickly drew her knife from her back pocket - though she let him run at the box. Why tackle someone head on, anyways? 'Why the hell am I fighting over a box?' She'd have to question her motives later, because now obviously wasn't the time.
Gritting her teeth, but hiding all emotion behind the face covering mask, Natalie lunged at him in an attempt to tackle him before he reached the box. If she was successful, she'd try to slam her elbow into the side of his head.
You know, it became really easy to question your reasons when you were lunging at someone over a box that you had no idea what it carried inside. What if it held nothing, and what if this was just a clever trap set up by the guards? No -- no, she was overthinking again. It had to have something important in it! All of the boxes did, or, why the hell would they be so heavily guarded? .. Ugh, why did she do this to herself? |
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Post by Jacob Pierce on Mar 1, 2016 3:49:06 GMT 2
---- A star in the city. ----- --- Everyday shining ---
Jacob hoped from the depths of the withered blackhole he believed he had where his heart should be, that the contents of the box were worth it. He’d punch a rich snob in the face if it turned out to be another trap. This was way too much work for deceit. It crossed his mind that the Bianchi could have hired this girl to guard the box and make his life more difficult, but not even they could be that petty, right? It was more likely the box contained something precious that attracted all sorts of people to try to steal it, and they wanted to place it somewhere more secure.
His movements were fast, but apparently so was the girl. He felt her body collide with his in a well timed tackle that brought both of them to the ground. His instinctive reaction was to slice with the knife, aiming at anything he could reach. He saw she move her arm in what he thought was a punch and attempted to block with his off hand. It turned out to be her elbow and it still connected painfully, leaving him a bit dazed, but with less force than it would have, had he not reacted.
Dully he noted the girl was in fact wearing a mask, a beautiful black and white harlequin mask. Very feminine, so he wouldn’t wear it himself, but he certainly would have got it for his collection if he had the chance.
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Post by Natalie Green on Mar 1, 2016 4:03:21 GMT 2
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Natalie grinned behind the mask that concealed her face so well. She felt a growing sense of pride for herself, but she had time to gloat later. She kept her body atop him, using her weight to try to keep him pinned against the dusty stone floor of the warehouse. She had to think of a plan - she had to think of a plan, fast. As much as her mind was racing, her movements were fluid and without break. It was obvious she had done this more than once, a dance of death so to speak. She was trained in what she did, and she knew her ways around hand to hand combat. Heavens knew how good she was with a gun --hopefully he wouldn't have to find out.
Swinging a fist at him, she attempted to hit him in the jaw. While this blow may of hit, or he would of been preoccupied blocking it -- she surfaced a knife. It was long and intricate, with a black handle and red leather to help more with grip. Though, now obviously wasn't the time to be lingering on details. If she was successful in preoccupying him, Natalie would attempt to place the sharp end of the blade against his throat.
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Post by Jacob Pierce on Mar 1, 2016 18:30:38 GMT 2
---- A star in the city. ----- --- Everyday shining --- This was become truly complicate. The girl knew how to fight, she was skilled and fast, but Jacob for once was the one with the size advantage, and as such stronger. He kicked himself from the floor, lifting himself in an attempt to make the girl lose balance and get off from him and using his hands to push her away.
He saw her attack with her fists, actually a punch this time. He managed to block her attacks, and used the knife to counter, aiming for her arm, That would probably slow her attacks down if it hit. He felt the cold metal of her blade on his throat, his first reaction was to try to slap her hand out of the way and counterattack with a headbutt. He needed the girl away from him and away from his box, he still rather not use a gun, but if he had to he wouldn’t hesitate.
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Post by Natalie Green on Mar 2, 2016 0:40:13 GMT 2
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Natalie grunted; she would of clung to him, but she couldn't quite arrange her arms in time before she was thrown off. In the span of seconds she was cut, and then promptly head-butted. This was a pretty normal occurrence. Her knife slid from her hand to clatter noisily across the floor and she slid backward a few feet to bump into the box they were fighting over. In the time her back hit the ground and she slid, her gun came free from it's holster and fired with a loud bang that sounded through the walls.
The bullet connected with a wall, and for a treasured moment there was nothing but sweet silence and the sound of her trying to furiously regain her composure. Once she was upright she snapped her eyes to Jacob, and just as she was about to lunge for him again, she heard the hurried footsteps of the guards rushing up the stairs. Behind her mask her features shrunk, and she had half the nerve to turn and bail before they made it up the stairs. Though, what good sportsmanship was that?
Natalie stands up and runs forward. At first it seemed like she was going in to attack him again, but she simply slid and grabbed her knife before turning and snatching her gun off of the ground. With a huff she drops behind the largest box in the room, gun clutched in her hands as the guards - twelve in total - burst into the room. |
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Post by Jacob Pierce on Mar 2, 2016 1:37:48 GMT 2
---- A star in the city. ----- --- Everyday shining --- This was shaping to be a messy fight, both of them skilled enough, armed with knives and guns. His attempt to shove her away was successful and he quickly lifted himself from the ground. Unfortunately his shove brought the girl close to the box they both wanted, it’d be the perfect opportunity for her to snatch it, if only he managed to run and stop her bef-.
A loud bang echoed through the room, a gun sliding across the floor. There was a minute of silence where everything went still. Jacob frantically looking around, waiting for the inevitable to happen. Soon enough footsteps sounded from the exit as the guards approached fast. This was exactly what he wanted to avoid, there was only one ground exit in the warehouse and it was soon to be filled with armed guards now. He couldn’t even dash thought the entrance, he’d get a face full of bullets if he tried that, and he couldn’t exactly fly through the window. Fight or fight were the options.
Jacob moved out the door’s line of sight at the same time he saw the girl lunge for him, he didn’t care about her anymore, he just wanted to bail, better if it was with the box, but if not he wouldn’t spill any tears over that. The girl wasn’t going for him, but for her weapons instead. He dived behind one of the large boxes, noting he ended beside the girl, adrenaline rushing on his blood as the door slammed open to allow dozen or so guards to pass through. He heard someone scream something, an order for them or for the other guards, he didn’t know. He peeked from behind the box, grabbing his pistol from the holster on his hip, no need to save bullets anymore. “I blame this on you, wait until we deal with the guards before shooting me on the back.” He informed the girl, taking aim at one of the guards and shooting.
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Post by Natalie Green on Mar 2, 2016 1:53:58 GMT 2
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"I never wanted to shoot you." Natalie huffs as she readies her pistol. She lets him take the first few shots, only popping her own head up as the guard he shot fell to the ground with a resounding thud against the ground. The guards didn't seem ready to deal with someone falling as soon as they got up there, and they all turned to their injured comrade in slight shock. One guard rushed to grab the fallen fellow, and Nat took her shot. Square in temple -- the guard that had rushed to try and drag the wounded away fell dead as stone to the ground atop the other.
Bullets whizzed over their heads and Natalie ducked to the floor. She appeared to be readying the flashlight she had used earlier. The bright light had hurt both of their eyes in the dark, and she assumed the same would happen to the guards at the abrupt light in the dark. So, Natalie sprung back up and aimed the flashlight at their eyes. As she predicted a few cowered and quickly hid their faces in the bright light. Again she took the opportunity to shoot another guard in the chest, one of her bullets skimming across another man's leg.
Just when she wanted to take another shot, nothing came from her gun but a click. Grumbling under her breath she ducks behind the relative safety of the box to begin reloading. Her eyes turn to Jacob just as a bullet hits her flashlight that she had left up on the top of the box. "Shoot them, will you?" Nat snaps, furiously loading another clip to her handgun. |
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Post by Jacob Pierce on Mar 2, 2016 2:30:46 GMT 2
---- A star in the city. ----- --- Everyday shining --- Her words were not something Jacob believed, she had no reason to spare him, they both wanted the same thing, it was natural they’d want to kill each other. He could pause on that will for now, but he was sure as soon as the guard problem was dealt with, they’d have to resume the fight for the box. Jacob was starting to think at this point whatever it was inside it was not worth the trouble.
The guards didn’t hesitate to start shooting, and neither did Jacob, his first bullet hit squarely on the guy’s torso, blood spilling on the ground as if painting it with his life. He was a good shot, but the warehouse was dark, it was difficult to make out the lethal points on the guards. Every other bullet he shot hit something, but he could tell not all of them were fatal. He saw only one man fall dead by his hand before the girl started shooting as well. One more guard fell and it was like the men realized they weren’t petty thieves that could be easily dealt with. This fight seemed to not be too hard after all, Jacob had severely overestimated these people.
The girl grabbed the flashlight and turned it on once more, turning it towards the guards who squinted and hid away from the sudden brightness. Jacob had to squint until his eyes adjusted to the light once again, but this time it was easier since it wasn’t shining directly at him. He took opportunity of the distraction to shoot one guy who had fallen with a leg injury, the man slumped on the ground and Jacob heard someone scream in distress.
One of the guards jumped from behind the boxes and Jacob shot him on the head as well. If everyone came at them like that one by one it’d easy to pick them out. He heard the same voice who had given orders say something else again, but the bullets and gunshots made it impossible to make out any words. The girl’s flashlight was proving to be valuable to not only blind the enemy, but also to show Jacob their position, he shot one more man down before the flashlight exploded from the top of the box. “What do you think I’m doing? Laundry?” He snapped at the girl, not appreciating orders from someone who was his enemy not five minutes ago. A bullet whizzed to his left, right where they had left the prize box. It hit the mysterious thing squarely, making it fall from where it was and break open on the ground. He didn’t have time to look at the damage before he had to duck behind the boxes to avoid being shot, but hoped whatever it was did not broke.
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Post by Natalie Green on Mar 2, 2016 3:38:53 GMT 2
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"Fine, fine! Don't get pissy with me!" Natalie growls back, quick to duck as a bullet grazed the box and hit the far wall. She would of been so dead had she not taken cover behind this thing. Her eyes flew wide open behind her mask when she saw the box that they had tussled over be shot and fall to the ground. She noted something fuzzy poking out of the box, but it was too dark to really make out the contents. Though, luckily for the pair they seemed to share the same thought process about it. 'Was this even worth it?'
"Oh, fuck this shit." The girl whispers under her breath. She takes five pot shots at the guards before hurdling over the box. In a limbo like position, she slid beneath the arm of one man before swinging around to hit him upside the head with the butt of her gun. The way she laughed when the body of the guy went limp like a fish out of water was a little -- well -- unnerving. Maybe she enjoyed this just a bit too much? Who knew.
Nat was quick to yelp when several bullets skimmed her arms. They tore through the fabric beneath and left bloodied cuts, but she was lucky to not have a bullet lodged in her shoulder or something. She turned quickly with limber and well practiced skill, her gun leveling with the head of another man. His blood sprayed in a wet, warm mist as he slumped backward into the stone floor. In the same movement she uprooted the legs of another so he was sent staggering in Jacob's direction for a clear shot.
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