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OOC: Think World Trade Center, only smaller and without a terrorist attack. About 50 stories high, with a fairly flat roof with your general vent equipment there. It is an office building mostly, but there is a daycare (filled with kids) and of course several dozen office personel per story. There is also 3 basement floors, the bottommose filled with computors. /OOC

/Yossi's team, which is in a safehouse several blocks from the actual building, is quietly eating some chinese takeout, as they don't think anything is going to happen in the middle of NYC. Jewish paraphenila is spread throughout the apartments, though in several Green Boxes there is their equipment- assault carbines along with the traditional .45 calibre handguns and MP-5 submachineguns.


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*Inside the building, two figures slowly clambered down the air vents between the ground floor and the first basement level. The orkish sniper/surveilence expert/brawler Deuce, and his young pilot/hacker companion Cale. A la "Mission Impossible", the two slowly made their way down, heading towards the computer room in the bottom level.

Deuce's usual sniper rifle and M16 had been swapped out for a silenced MP5, although his 1911A1 pistols were in their usual hip holsters. While it was not a change he liked, the close-quarters nature of the job dictated the switch in firepower. He did feel better after modifying the SMG to fit a cut-down M203 grenade launcher under the barrel. Cale, below him, carried a silenced MP5 sans grenade launcher and a silenced 9mm Beretta, as well as a laptop and other computer gear.

Cale signaled another halt as he set to work disabling yet another security alarm, with Deuce keeping an eye (and barrel) trained on things above. While this mission was dangerous, the data in the computers would prove to be valuable if they succeeded.

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(Gotta have an odd man out. ^_~)

And then you've got your average Joe Rent-a-Cop, leaning against the wall near an elevator, shiny badge pinned to his chest, and a corporate-issue Beretta 9mm holstered at his waist. He'd been on duty since morning, chugged probably two cups of coffee, and eaten a half-dozen donuts. No breakfast, no nothing. Stifling a yawn, Jake folds his arms over his chest and tilts his head down for a quick snooze.

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Drachen slipped into the basemnt of the high rise building, scanning the area, ensuring no life forms waited inside. This had been designated a solo mission by Legacy, and since he was an infitration specialist, he got to be the lucky guy. His traditional caster pistol and headset equipped, he had snuck into the building in search of a single man. A high money smuggler, who was into more than just the occasional stolen goodie. People, drugs, weapons, you name it. His employer for this mission had long ben troubled by the criminal, and had finally resorted to this, hiring outside help.

Replacing the grate over the duct, Drachen moved to the service stairs, scanning through a blueprint of the building on his eyepiece before beginning his ascent. The clip of stun rounds was loaded and primed, so as to minimize collateral loss of life in thie operation.

But just in case, a full three rounds of lethal rounds sat snug inside his vest. Something told him this wasn't going to go the way it had been planned...

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pro transmogrifyierhacker nick lilton aka lilnicky backed by youshi mon, best toy sniper money can buy and a non invincible bablyon sp? Jones clone given to me by jordan so kirby wouldn't swallow her again with all the armaments and battle armour.
LN:youshi mon, hide on top of the building or the american flag and snipe to your heart's content, babsy...
BJ: i hate it when you call me that
LN:cover me, I'm moving out
i go into the manager's office, while babs,packed with a custom colt.55 and a submachine gun looks for trouble
LN: if you're in trouble anyone call on the two way.
YM: i'm heading to alpha point
LM&BJ:roger that
youshi mon heads to the top but detours and hides in a snackmachine on the 40th floor
YM: come and get me. :cool:

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*Young playa and all around man about town SHO likes to spends his afternoon with the ladies. One such lady happens to work in said High Rise. Sure she's not rich and working for this allhole in the buidling eats up a lot of time better spent humping like bunnies but they have pretty current magazines in the waiting room and SHO dont really mind waiting for the tail if the tail is worth waiting for. Sitting in the lobby he notices a security guard with a shiny badge and a little drool starting to gather at the corner of his mouth.*

"Boy that guy must really not need this job."

* A ringing in his left pocket cause SHO to snatch out his cell phone.*

SHO: yeah?

Girl: Sorry baby but I have to work late.

SHO: No, I was gonna be all nice to you so I could sleep with you tonight.

Girl: Oh, youre sweet.

SHO: yeah, I am, so why you working late?

Girl: promise you want tell anybody?

SHO: Just the guys on the EN board, but I tell them everything.

Girl: Ok, I'm really an undercover cop and the guy I'm working for is a smuggler who dabbles in petty theft and human slavery, I'm gonna bring him down tonight but his got a gang load of ninja in here and I'm not waiting for back up.

SHO: .......

Girl: you still there?

SHO: Why did you tell me all of that?

Girl: Well I figure he's got lots of enemies and somebodies bound to come gunning for him and then I'll be caught in the cross fire and your love for me will bring you into the fray kicking butt like Bruce Willis in Die Hard.

SHO: Well, I dont really know you that well.

Girl: The hero always gets to sleep with the girl.

SHO: On my way!

*SHO hangs up and makes his way to the elevators.*

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Drachen stopped on the landing. Seomthing was moving on the other side of the door. Looking up, he spied a entrance into the ventilation system conveniently placed just where he needed it.

A few seconds later and he was inside, crawling along the dusty shaft, his hearing was confused by the reverberation qualities of the ducting. Not to mention the sheer drop off that awaited him around the next blind corner.

Slipping over the edge, he catches himself as he tumbles out, his hands snagging onto a protruding. conveniently placed for proper dramatic suspense, duct. Drachen had just enough time to notice the pair of figures below him before his handhold gave way and he dropped the 25 or so feet straight down at them...

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Jake continues to sleep, oblivious of any goings on in the rest of the building. His mind is fully occupied with the donuts, the next coffee break, and the prospect of more donuts to come. Even in his semi-unconcious state, he manages a Homer Simpson-esque "Mmm... donuts..." in sleeptalk.

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*SHO pushes the up button and hums Limp Bizkit tunes to himself waiting for the lift. He leans over to the sleeping rent a cop.*

SHO: Man it's like waiting for sex on the first date, I mean you know it's gonna come but when huh?

Guard: ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ

SHO: You said it brother! Hey you work here long?

guard: ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ

SHO: fascinating!

SX: DING!

SHO: Well that's my ride, hey catch you later dude, it's been real, it's a converstaion I will always cherish for as long as it takes me to finish this sentence.

*Backing into the elevator SHO doesnt notice the two men in bussiness suit and ninja mask standing behind him.*

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Oh, wow, this old thing... This brings back memories...

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Okay, no, it doesn't.

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*Mea walks in and looks around she sees an elevator close.* that's my ticket *she walks up to the door* wow your a real looker arn't cha'? *she says to the sleeping gaurd. presses button for elevator it comes and she gets in* see ya hun *she winks at the sleeping man as the elevater closes.*

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