The Valiants (Rated 12) - RPG Thread

[Scotty Rave]

Lionman nodded, hearing the decision of his colleagues.
“Michael, there are three more disguises in the case beneath your seat,” he said, “for me, you and Sakura. Two black tuxedos and a white dress. Gloves, shoes, the works. Hoodies and jeans would make us stick out in this place. We’ll go in, but with less damage to the bouncers this time.” He offered them a sheepish smile through his mask at that. “This also means…” He took his mask and wig off again, “…that I’ll have to drop this part of my disguise, but for the sake of keeping our identities secret, there are three eye masks with the outfits too Meanwhile…”

He turned to Luciano, “Lucy, I want you to follow us in stealth, like before. If you can stop that American from following, do so. We can’t risk another cock-up like what happened at The Black Kat Club. If he tries to poke his nose in, lead him away. Don’t get into a fight unless it’s necessary.”

 

[MagiPink]

Sakura (White Dream) smiled softly at Lionman for his idea of handling the young man, should he decide to continue following them. They all agreed that Kyle was no mistakenly following them, and it was best to keep him out of trouble. Reaching up, Sakura pull the ribbon that held her hair in place, letting the raven-hair fall down upon her shoulders.

 

[xin]

He turned to Luciano, “Lucy, I want you to follow us in stealth, like before. If you can stop that American from following, do so. We can’t risk another cock-up like what happened at The Black Kat Club. If he tries to poke his nose in, lead him away. Don’t get into a fight unless it’s necessary.â€

Luciano did not look into Lionman's eyes. Upon listening to instructions given, he only noded indicating a yes or acknowledgement. Then Luciano suddenly sounded:" Does my mission include killing the target if necessary? Killing him will not get into unwanted fights."

 

[Henshiner]

The Combatant sat cross legged on the ledge of the abandoned builing, his arm keeping his head from falling into sleep, the camera still pointed at the unmoving vehicle. The Combatant had to pinch himself to stay awake.

Geez, these guys take their sweet time. What the heck are they doing in there? I expected them to burst in, guns a blazin', and just tear the place to bits. (Sigh) God I'm bored. At least it's a nice night out. Suddenly, a crack of thunder resounded throughout the air, heavy rain acompaning strong wind poured down, drenching him in rain.

This country blows.

 

[Scotty Rave]

Luciano did not look into Lionman's eyes. Upon listening to instructions given, he only noded indicating a yes or acknowledgement. Then Luciano suddenly sounded:" Does my mission include killing the target if necessary? Killing him will not get into unwanted fights."

“If you really get trigger-happy,” Lionman sighed, “then shoot to disable. Don’t kill him. I’ve got enough blood on my hands for one night.” He looked at the casino, “My guess is that Diodorus’ office up on the top floor. These rich types are always at the top. Guess it gives them a sense of surveying everything around ‘em…big-headed bastards.” While not much time had passed, he said a little impatiently, “Come on, make with the disguises for the love of God. I want to get inside before we risk drowning. It doesn't matter how much of the planet is under the Empire, our poxy weather is still the worst.”

 

[Tigerhawk21]

Michael quickly nodded, reaching under his seat and removing the case. "Sorry" He said sheepishly for he'd dozed off again while everyone was talking. Quickly he handed out the clothes before changing into his.

Replaying the conversation in his mind, Michael was glad that Lionman didn't want to kill Kyle. The rain didn't bother him, since he was in human form. But in tiger form... the rain would mat his fur and make him stink for hours. Not a pleasant for anyone that he was near.

 

[Scotty Rave]

When they had changed into their disguises, Prince Harry Goddard stowed his regular costume underneath his chair and stuffed his mask under his shirt. He climbed out of the Phantom and headed for the doors of The Russian Coat. Unlike those at the The Black Kat Club, these bouncers were not brutes, but well-dressed, well-trimmed men with sunglasses and radio mics.
“Do you carry I.D. sir?†one of the bouncers asked. “I’m afraid this place only accepts a certain sort of patron.â€
“Certainly,†Harry reached into his jacket pocket and revealed an I.D. card that said he was a ‘Dr. John Smith of G.O.B.S.’ – the Global Organisation of Biogenetic Studies. The organisation’s insignia, a big gold-and-purple question mark, was printed beside the name.
“That seems all well and good, Dr. Smith,†said the doorman, handing the card back.
“These are my research team, by the way,†said Harry, “my research partner Dr. Windra, my assistant Dr. Chiba, and my bodyguard Mr. Valentino. We have a meeting with Mr. Diodorus.â€

The bouncer pressed the button on his mic, “We’ve got some people from G.O.B.S…no, don’t laugh, the real organisation…they say they’ve got a meeting with Mr. Diodorus…I guess it’s a funding thing…all right, I’ll tell them. Cheers, Charlie.â€
He released the button and looked at the heroes-in-disguise, “Mr. Diodorus is having a late supper at the moment, but he’ll be free in about ten minutes. Charlie will be waiting inside for you, he’ll take you up to the house.â€
“Ah, lives close to work,†Harry chuckled, “that’s very wise of him.â€
“Yes, indeed,†the bouncer nodded. He pushed open the door of the casino and allowed them entrance. “Um…one thing, Dr. Smith, your assistant is very young, isn’t she? In fact, you look rather young for a ‘doctor’ position.â€
“Child prodigies,†Harry explained after a moment of thought. “We’re part of the GooD.â€
“Eh?â€
“Graduate Division. Nowlease, sir, we do have business.â€
“Oh, sorry.â€
Harry quickly walked inside. The bouncer gave a slight, polite nod to each of the others as they followed.

 

[Henshiner]

The Combatant stood up at the sight of movement from the car. Zooming in on the camera, the Combatant was able to get a good look at the group enter the building, this time in dress wear. Wait, there's four of them? I thought there was only The Combatant went back to the group as the bouncer stood aside, letting them in. It was time to act. Flipping back the screen and placing the camera in his vest pocket, The Combatant left his scouting point on the abandoned building, jumping from it's rooftop to the casino's, the rain hiding his silouette from sight. With a firm landing and a quick roll to break the fall, The Combatant peered around. No cameras. Keeping to a low crouch, he came upon an airduct, 3 by 3 feet sticking out of the ground. A smirk appeared under his mask, this would be easier than expected. The Combatant then opened another vest pocket and pulled out an army issue knife, it's blade glistening in the night light. Slowly, he began unscrewing the metal grate and throwing the screws to the ground.

 

[xin]

Luciano lowered his head when the bouncer politely nodded towards him. Hastly Luciano followed Harry entering the door, slowly Luciano faded out into the dark corners. Following the group in stealth mode cautiously and at the same time looking for traces of the presence of that American mentioned earlier.

 

[Tigerhawk21]

(OOC: Power went out last night and now we're not going out of town either...:shakefist )

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Michael nodded to the bouncer and followed Harry inside the casino. The sounds of slot machines and roulette spins pounded his ears. But you'd never know, for Michael showed no distress at the sounds. He could be in pain later, for the mission came first.

He tried to avoid making contact with people as the group followed the man toward their goal.