The Valiants (Rated 12) - RPG Thread

[Henshiner]

(OOC: Hey kids! Count the Die Hard quotes!)


The Combatant pulled the last of the screws from the grate and set it on the ground gently, the rain making a soft ringing noise on the metal. Placing his knife back into his holster, The Combatant squeezed in, feet first, and slid down the air duct, his wet clothing working as a lubricant. Soon, he gently hit the bottom and fell to his belly. In front of him lay a giant maze of ducts, each leading to a place unknown. The Combatant chuckled as he began crawling through, his clothing quietly squeaking.

"Man, now I know how a tv dinner feels."

 

[MagiPink]

Sakura smiled quite relieved that the cover-up story given to the bouncer had been accepted and granted admission. Keeping very close to Harry, Saukra had occassionally took a few glances around. It seem like no different from any other casino in presentation, except for the patrons who dressed formality if they were attending something of quite regal.

 

[Scotty Rave]

With Luciano taking off into the crowd and the shadows, unseen by all, Harry led Michael and Sakura to the man who was no doubt Charlie – another big bolshy bouncer, this one with a curly mop of straw-coloured hair and a pink tie.
“Right this way, sir, sir and madame,†said Charlie. “I’m sure your lungs cannot quite handle thirty flights, so we’ll take the reserved lift.â€

The lift was large on the inside. For comfort within the giant building, it had even been fitted with seats around the edges, and a small jukebox system built into the wall. Charlie remained standing, but Harry made himself comfortable. They reached the top within five or six minutes, and entered a well-lit corridor with a red carpet. Other employees, mainly security, were littered around, talking to each other to escape their boredom.
“Diodorus likes to keep well secure, I see,†Harry observed.
“He is very cautious, sir,†said Charlie. “This far up, nobody could get to him unless they flew in or took the lift, which can only be done with certain keys. Even if they got in, I doubt they would leave.â€
“Why’s that?â€
“I wish I knew, but nobody who has seen Mr. Diodorus’ dark little secrets have lived to tell the tale except his late wife. I was a pleasure to serve her.â€

 

[Tigerhawk21]

Michael merely nodded at the bouncers remarks.

"I assure you, we have no intention of upsetting Mr. Diodorus. We only wish to enlist his aid in a very profitable venture. And... my sincere condolences on the ladies passing." Michael ended sadly

The only truth he'd spoken was his condolence on her death. Michael fell quiet, seemingly mourning. But he wasn't. Michael was listening, trying to get an approximation of how many were up here. And in turn, trying to find a way out, after the deed was done.

 

[MagiPink]

Moving into the corridor, Sakura couldn't help the comparison between what Charlie had informed them so kindly and that of one of her favorite novels. No doubt that the keys were entrusted to those who could also handle any trouble should it arise, that couldn't be control. The only difference that this was quite real and even more dangerous. Sakura couldn't help wonder if his wife's passing was natural or....

No, don't even think about it, Sakura.

Sakura nodded her head slightly, sharing the same condolences

 

[xin]

Luciano's tip top cautiousness led him to nearby airducts. As he felt some noises had been unusual in the airduct. Slowly as Luciano planned his path to follow his other teamates who was on the lift.

 

[Henshiner]

As The Combatant crawled slowly through the air vent, which became suprsingly humid despite the temperature outside, a slight realization went through his mind.

He was lost.

Wandering from vent to vent with no clear destination in sight, The Combatant was clearly getting pissed. Being in a new country, beaten up by so-called superheros, and having to squeeze through a vent would classify as a sucky day. So far, he had gotten nowhere in this metal hell box. It was about time he got some payback. That being thought, The Combatant came upon a metal grate, the room beyond a seemigly office like place, yet was very classy and looked like something a celebrity would own.

"Jackpot."

 

[Scotty Rave]

Stavros Diodorus chewed happily on the steak set out in front of him. He always ate in his office. Eating in privacy was a welcome break after those ‘working lunches’ and such like. He was the crime boss of all of London. There was no businessman more important than him. What was the point in these meetings? Diodorus was a giant of a man, almost ten feet tall and built like a brick shithouse. He had a handsome, olive-skinned face, a trimmed black goatee and a black mullet. The pleasant expression on his face looked alien on such a powerful titan as he. There were obvious reasons for why he had earned nicknames like ‘Muscleman’ and ‘The Mad Greek.’ He was well aware that there were people from G.O.B.S. here to see him, but even the prospect of another stupid meeting couldn’t take away his appreciation for this absolutely delicious meal. He was blissfully unaware that two confrontations were drawing close – one in his very office, and one in the vents up above.

 

[MagiPink]

Keeping her hands clasped in front, Sakura turn her attention back towards the long corridor, following their ever-so ‘gracious’ guide down to their destination. Without showing any traces amongst their guide nor comrades, Sakura was relieved towards the designed of the lift to say at least. No mistakenly designed by Diodorus to be elaborated like the rest of the casino itself. If it had been a standard size, Sakura would be of no use for the team. “He definitely has fine taste. Are most of the interior imports, perhaps?â€

 

[Tigerhawk21]

Michael remained quiet. So far, the only thing he'd heard was the loud chewing of someone eating, further down the hall. They were headed toward the person, so it was probably Diodorus. It would be his last meal.