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Immortal Protocol

(Yup. Was going to wait a bit, but now is alright)


Police arrive at Crimson Dragon's door, and knock on the door. "Open up, police!" The man shouts.
 
"You have three seconds!" The man yells, and when there is no response he begins to count. "Three! Two! One!" The man kicks down the door, and they begin to stream in, rifles at the ready. (Is his GF at the apartment by any chance?)
 
When the police have thoroughly searched all the rooms, they turn on all the lights. "Nothing, sir." A man reports to the squad leader. "Damn." The squad leader says, looking around the room one last time. "I want two men here at all times. If he comes back, arrest him. He is in hiding, and we have to assume he is a public threat." With that all the men leave, except for two.


 
(Does he have any pictures of her in his apartment?)
 
Two guards where positioned in Crimson Dragon's room. One stood by the door, watching the hall, while the other patrolled the rooms. The one patrolling the rooms went into the bedroom, and began to search it. Finally he came to a picture of Crimson Dragon and a girl. He picked it up, and grinned, his eyes glowed yellow, as he set it back on the nightstand. "Hey, I need to go, can you cover for me?" The man asked the guard at the door. The guard at the door nodded, so the man left.


 
@Talkus Repta "I heard that you are having trouble capturing Crimson Dragon." The man at the desk said. "I have something of great value to you." He said, as a person stepped out from the shadows. (Crimson Dragon's girlfriend.) Lockdown looked at her, then at the man. "What's the catch?" He asked, suddenly suspicious. "No catch," The man said, "A gift."
 
"Crimson dragon is being caught as we speak, we set up a scheme to make it apprear he had killed another hero, as a traitor. if you had that girl that before I was promised to be able to kill..." he shot FeAr a look, despising that he'd let cypher get away. "...I'd accept that. A few explosives would come in handy too, planning to blow up the prison, after letting the criminals out of course. Also, Who's these rivals your talking 'bout, don't know about the others but killing is something I enjoy." he smiled, twirling his poisoned knife in his fingers, letting the blade cut into his skin, he did it often so that he became immune to it's poison, but only the type on his blade. Blood trickled down his fingers to his wrist, where it was absorbed into his cuff of his sweater.
 
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Shojiro grabbed a backpack and put the battery in the bag, also putting in some cable ties, a gas mask and wire before closing the bag. He put a long coat on before grabbing his phone and razor, leaving afterwards. He walked out of the alley and headed left, turning into 5th street as he headed for an isolated sewage shaft. Shojiro turned to make sure no one was looking before he headed down.
 
Shoken Fujirama exits a building of a local Community college after teaching Adults the basics of Physics, taking a scenic route to his home in a nicer part of the City. Police sirens can be heard in the distance, not surprising seeing as the ruffs were in fact near by. Though there walked the middle aged Japanese man stopping at a pretzel vendor purchasing a convection before muttering "Zank cue" In a heavily accented English. As distance grew between himself and the lonely vendor. A dark shaped crept up behind Shoken. The figure lowered a gun to the teachers head saying "Move and your dead slant eyes" In which Mr.Fujirama stops in his tracks, he takes a bite of the pretzel chewing slowly then swallowing, before responding "Sant aizu?..."


Shoken's super human reflexes kick in, he whirls around grabbing the assailants gun wrist, using karate turns him around getting the criminal into a lock grab. The Japanese gentleman utters a dry hmph before continuing "No surprize dat sooch idiocy comes from a Roundo Ai" With a forward sweeping motion the criminal is slammed to the floor unconscious. Grabbing the gun removing the mag Mr.fujirama heats up his hand, melting the weapon reducing it to a molten puddle of iron. Turning away from the simpleton he takes another bite of the pretzel muttering "Baka" continuing his leisurely stroll home.


(Welcoming any interaction, wasn't sure how to jump into the other gentleman's situation.)
 
(Check the character sheets and neutral characters, that way you get an idea of who exists, the neutral chars atm are rped by Rand and me, for we created them, the difference between a neutral char and a signed up char is the neutral chars can be used by whoever wants them instead of signing up one themselves, at least that's what I can tell, anyways check out both the CS and the neutral chars, so you can choose somebody you wish to interact with.)


 
(God damn i think this rp died, either that or rand died and everybody's waiting on him.)
 
(Yes we are waiting on Rand, but how does five hours make an RP dead? There's been longer gaps than that on this RP and many others.)
 
(Wow I'm sorry guys, I have a job during the days, and wake up pretty early, so I go to sleep early.)


Lockdown reached his hand out, and shook Mr. Blayze's. "A contract is a contract." He said, and stood up. Crimson Dragon's girlfriend moved to follow Lockdown.


Mr. Blayze turned to @Talkus Repta and spoke. "My rivals are weapons designers, I will pay you to kill them."
 
The smile on Ender's face widened, seeming to spread all the way across his face "Deal." he said, finally putting the knife back into his pocket, and stuck out his bloody hand to Blayze. "Shake on it? My blood on your hands, to prove I accepted this." He waited paitently for a reply. (Ender's a dark villain, A bit more dark than I orignally planned.)
 
Mr. Blayze shook Enders hand. "Then it is settled." He said, wiping the blood off on a towel his assistant brought him. "The file on the table is your contact." He continued. "I hope you will be able to deal with him..... swiftly."
 
Talkus opened the file, he frowned... "This is the detective we saw earlier... we could've been done this job if we were here earlier. Either way..." His smile returned. "Next place you'll see him will probably be hell." he grabbed the 10k off the table with his clean hand as he left, shoving it in his pocket. (Should I introduce Clue?)
 
Mr. Blayze looked at the file, and shook his head. "That must have been the wrong file." He fished in the drawer in his desk, and handed Ender another file. "That man was an old contract.... been a nuisance to me. I'll give you 5 thousand to kill that man, but this is the real contract." He handed them a slim file, with one page. It was a picture of a man in a suit, his name being 'Malthus Drake', and under it a small description of him. A time was also on the file at the bottom.


12:18 PM.
 
Shojiro unlocked his phone, using the light to see his way through the dark sewer. He found the pressure valve after a while and slowly turned it, seeing the water slowly rise in the corner of his eyes. He eventually finished turning it, running and climbing back out of the sewer tunnel. He rung and left a voicemail for lockdown. "Get all of your friends above ground level, the city's about to get a shock. If you go outside your suit will be fried and so will you, and that's not a threat."
 
"Oh..." Ender noticed Lockdown's phone, there was a voicemail, and he reconized the number. "That other guy who had a contract with you left you a voicemail." (Don't want us getting shocked for ignorance) he turned to Blayze, "Last time the person said get off the streets or we'd get electrocuted, so this may be important."
 
Mr. Blayze nodded, as if he already knew this. Maybe that was just them being paranoid. "I will remember that." He said. "Thank you for telling me." He said. "You three should go, before anyone sees you. I'd like to keep my reputation clean, if you don't mind." Mr. Blayze said. "After you complete the contract, meet my associate at this address, (He gives them an address, a building on main street.) try to come at night." He finished.


 
Lockdown turned to Ender. "Mind if we hitch a ride?" He asked.
 
Ender Shrugged, "Aren't you already in the same contract?" He asked... "I guess so... If you don't mind walking. Also, Blayze, what's the time on the contract for?"
 
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