A dark night in the city.

[ominipotentgoldfish]

The night was long started, and along with it the rain. The city, usually bustling with life was rather quiet this quiet rainy night. On a lonely street corner stood a lone red panda in a black trench coat. He casually glanced up and waited. He knew not for what, perhaps salvation, perhaps damnation. He had some questions that he wanted answers to. He knew were he had to look. He just needed some help.

He pulled his coat tighter against the wind and rain. Waiting.

[Ruwrak]

In the light of the streetlamps, he unfolded his umbrella. He just finished working at the lawyers office. Why they kept him so late, noone knew. Not even he did. He started to move to his home a few blocks away.

Did he see someone in the streetlight, just a bit further?

[ominipotentgoldfish]

He looked up from under the stoplight he was standing under. In the faint light, he could see an outline of someone. He minded reached into a pocket and produced a ciggarette. He put it in his mouth but did not light it.

[Ruwrak]

He pulled up his suit a bit more. Something about that figure gave him the creeps. His eyes saw movement. *Whats he getting out of his pocket*


"I don't like this... Maybe I shouldn't have defended the Jackson Case last week."

[ominipotentgoldfish]

He stepped away from the corner towards the figure nearby. He walked slowly.

[Ruwrak]

*He's coming at me* He realised, with a shock. His right hand in his pocket opened his slide phone. 911 was under his paw. He was planning on passing the figure on his right side, he started to walk again. Not to fast or to slow.

[ominipotentgoldfish]

He stopped.

"Hey, buddy, you got a light?"

He turned to the man next to him.

"I think I lost my lighter."

[Ruwrak]

*Hehe.. no need to panic.. He's just asking for a light. Remember to pick up new medication soon.*

"Ehrm, yes sure of course." *Held out his lighter, a zippo weatherproof one.*

[ominipotentgoldfish]

*This guy looks familiar... where have I seen him*
He holds his cigarette in the flame to ignite it.

"Thanks. Hey, do I know you from somewhere?"

He puffs on his cig illuminating his face. He has a scar under his right eye.

[Ruwrak]

*That scar... That red furr.. The trenchcoat... Oh no.. not him* The hairs in his neck stood up. *It's him again...* He started to shake a bit.

"E....E...Excuse me.." He took out a transparant orange bottle, opened it and took a yellow colored pill out of it wich he swallowed whole. The shaking stopped.

"Yes... Y....Y....you do look familliar.. Heh.. Heh.. Did.. Did I ever defend your case once?"

[ominipotentgoldfish]

"It... It is you. I... Never got a chance to thank you for that."

He extends a paw to shake.

(I gotta get going now but continue on, I'll be on saturday at 10:00 am Minnesota time)

[Ruwrak]

He took the paw, shook it.
*Oh thank god he's not the one I send of to prison for life... hehe... caaaalm..*

"How you doing these days?"

((Going to bed myself so, see ya in ~6 hours for me))

[Whitescar]

(Mind if I join in?)

[Ruwrak]

He didn't like the silence. But then again. There were more things he didn't like. Like the hairs in his neck standing up. Someone else was around here...

[alive]

Seemingly out of darkness a black figure with a pimp suit walks out and says. Don't you owe me Money?

[ominipotentgoldfish]

He took the paw, shook it.
*Oh thank god he's not the one I send of to prison for life... hehe... caaaalm..*

"How you doing these days?"

((Going to bed myself so, see ya in ~6 hours for me))


"Honestly, I've been better. After that trial some bad things happened to me."

He takes another draw from his cig and exhales deeply

"You remember the details of that trial right?"

[Silvac]

Standing Upon a rooftop watching the exchange was a copper dragon wearing a jacket with a skull upon it. His lip parted in a toothy grin, Change was going to happen of that he was sure. He ran a finder over his jacket to check if the rain was getting through anywhere before watching the exchange once again. He recognized the panda but the other one he was not so sure.

[ominipotentgoldfish]

He left a card with with the the lawyer.

"It's not safe to talk here. Call me sometime."

He took one last draw off his cig and tossed it aside as he walked away.

[Silvac]

He slowly followed him sticking closely to the edge of the rooftops. Something about this panda seemed... right. Curesing himself for being so foolish he peered at the panda taking in it's features so he could follow him more closely if he got lost in the crowd. Looking back at his own wings the dragon sighed and turned back to follow the panda....

[ominipotentgoldfish]

He stopped for a moment. He had a feeling he was being followed. He looked around but saw nothing. So he kept walking. He pulled his coat tighter when a gust of wind hit him. To avoid it he cut into a dark back alley.

[Silvac]

He saw the panda go into a dark alley and figured he had seen him. Swearing to himself he jumped off the building and glided down to the ground surprising a couple and knocking over a trash bin. He pushed pass the couple and peered into the alley...

[ominipotentgoldfish]

He froze hearing the trash bin fall. He reached into the left breast of his coat, waiting.

[Silvac]

Muttering to himself he walked into the alley. Where is that panda? Looking up he saw a network of ladders, shaking his head he continued walking down the alley...

[ominipotentgoldfish]

He stood as still as a statue. His hand still in his coat. He squinted his eyes and sniffed.

[Silvac]

He walked past where the panda was hiding still looking at the network of ladders farther on not even thinking that there might be danger nearby...

[ominipotentgoldfish]

His ear twitched.

"Who's there? I can hear you!"

From his coat he drew a silver .44 magnum. It had an eerie glow in the night.
*Don't let me down now baby...*

[Silvac]

He stiffined at the voice and whirled, his eyes went to the gun then to hsi face. Eyes narrowed he calmly adressed him.
"Let me guess you knew I was following you?"

[ominipotentgoldfish]

He whirled around to the voice.

"...You. What do you want?"

He raised the gun.

"Well?"

[Ruwrak]

(( my bad, had plumming issue's >.> ))

He took the card from his former client, tucked it in his inside pocket. "Yes... It's been creeping me out ever since. I wish you well. I'll ring you up once it's safer."

He continued his way. And once he was home he realised he left his lighter with the Panda. "Aww man.. That was a good lighter.." *Takes out his seethrough vail and picks another two tablets and swallows them whole"

[Silvac]

He whirled around to the voice.

"...You. What do you want?"

He raised the gun.

"Well?"

"It just seems to me that something is going to happen and I like to be were the action is" he the dragon said sternly

[ominipotentgoldfish]

He quickly glanced around, looking for methods of escape. Looking up, he noticed a fire escape. He lowered his gun and looked at the dragon.

"You know the best part of being a red panda is?"

He removed his trench coat. And looked with a grin.

[Silvac]

"No..." the drgon said looking slightly confused

[ominipotentgoldfish]

"We're good climbers!"

He kiced over a trash can and jumped to the fire escape. He grabbed the bottom rung of the ladder and began to climb.

[Silvac]

Chuckling to himself he yelled at the panda
"What are dragons good a buddy?"

[ominipotentgoldfish]

"What does that mean?" He yelled back, still climbing.

[Silvac]

"Hello I have wings!" the dragon said flying up a bit of the way

[ominipotentgoldfish]

*Damn! I should have thought of that.*

He reached the roof, and took off his over shirt.

"Hope you can keep up!"

He began running across the roofs.

[Silvac]

Chuckling to himself he continued climbing till he was sure the panda wouldn't spot him. Keeping one eye to the skys and another following the panda as though a hawk would a mouse.

[ominipotentgoldfish]

He kept running acroos the rooftops, looking for a safe place to hide, then, suddenly somthing caught his attention.

*I never gave that guy his lighter back... Damn. Well, whatever.*

He jumped to a drain pipe and slid down into an alley.

[Silvac]

Seeing the panda go down into the alley was all he need. Grinning to himself he started to dive...

[ominipotentgoldfish]

He cut into a building. Not moving, barely breathing. hopeing the dragon would pass him by.

[Silvac]

He landed onto the building where he last saw the panda disapear down. Looking over the side he gave a snarl when he din't see the panda.
"Damn and here I thought I was going to have it easy..." He muttered to himself.

[ominipotentgoldfish]

He stood frozen. Gun clenched tightly still barely breathing.

*Please go away, please go away, please go away*

[Silvac]

He looked over the edge before he sighed and said to himself
"Damn this guy is slippery as an eel..."
Jumping down to ground level he ending up slipping and smashing his head agaisnt the side of the wall knocking himself sensless.

[ominipotentgoldfish]

He peeked out of the door.

*I'd better get out of here while he's down.*

He put his gun in his pants, and headed for the road. He hailed a taxi and for the first time that night, he was able to slightly relax. He let out a heavy sigh and began to think about the lawyer he had talked to earlier.

[Silvac]

Snorting furriously as consciousness came to him he saw that a considerable amount of time had passed. Shaking his head he put his hands into his pockets and walked off into the street...

[ominipotentgoldfish]

The taxi pulled up to his loft. He paid the driver and went up. He sat on his couch and thought.

[Silvac]

He gave a sigh and walked to his house he didn't even bother to look that the panda was straight across the street from his apartment.

[Ruwrak]

He woke up from a troubled sleep. The bottle still opened on the table.

"What could happen... I don't know. Would I take the chance that I might not see the end of this.." He reached for the phone. Hesitated a minute while staring at the card.



He dialed the number

[Whitescar]

A man in an anckle-long brown leather coat stood on top of a high sky-scraper and aimed at the trio moving around nearby with his G36K's ACOG scope. The heavy rain rolled down his coat and pattered on the concrete roof he stood upon. His shooting gloves were drenched and his fingers were cold, but he still kept his aim steady. What his agenda was was uncertain to even him. He had taken a contract for following one of them and to be ready for further orders. Weather or not those orders were to protect or to neutralize, he did not know yet.

[ominipotentgoldfish]

He looked at the lighter he had obtained earlier that night.

*I'll have to get this back to him. It's the right thing to do. I wonder if he knows it's missing?*

He hear his phone ring. He picked it up.

"Hello?"

[Silvac]

Rubbing his sore head the dragon decided to call it a day and sleep.

[ominipotentgoldfish]

"Is anyone there?" He said. "I can hear you breathing!"

[Whitescar]

Seeing the people disperse, the man raised his silenced rifle and walked back inside the building. Stopping to shake off the excess water, he replaced the 30-round sickle mag with a 15-round mini mag, took off the silencer and replaced the ACOG with a reflex sight. The now shortened rifle fit snuggly below the man's leather coat on a tactical three-point strap and did not show any sharp edges, keeping the rifle's presence a secret.
Drinking some water from a plastic bottle he had with him, the man squeezed the rain water from his gloves and pressed the elevator call button. By the time he had emptied the 0.5 litre bottle, the elevator had arrived and he stepped inside, selecting the G-floor and pressing on the forced door closure button.
As the doors closed and the carriage began its descent, Nestor brushed a stray hair from foreheat. This mission was easy, but he didn't enjoy it...

[Ruwrak]

"Is anyone there?" He said. "I can hear you breathing!"

"Yes... Yes I am here. You know who. What was your rush earlier?"


((arg issues pull me away again, back later tonight (~2 hours I think it takes to solve the matters))

[Whitescar]

Nestor got to the ground floor and walked over to the bike parked outside. He brushed the worst of the water from the seat and sat on it, grabbing the helmet from the small stowage box at the rear. Putting in the key, he turned the powers on and kicked the ignition pedal. Nothing happened. Putting the choke on and turning the gas handle a tiny bit, he tried again. This time the engine coughed and died. Giving it another kick, the engine sputtered to life. Nursing the throttle, Nestor held the engine alive until it was well warmed up and disengaged the choke.
Lowering the visor of the biker helmet, Nestor gave the bike a bit of throttle and put in to first gear. Releasing the clutch, the bike's rear wheel rolled on the spot, throwing water from a slick spot on the wet asphalt before it found grip and the bike sped away in a spray of water.

[Ruwrak]

"Yes well it's me, Jack Fieldings, in case you forgot. I defended that assault case?"

[ominipotentgoldfish]

"Yea, double murder. How could I forget? That was the day the ruined my life. You know I was a cop before that happened? Well, when that shit hit the fan, my life went down the tubes. You were the only one who trusted me. Who believed me."

[Whitescar]

Nestor's bike sped through the dark streets, the lights of the street lamps reflecting from his biker helmet. The target was safe, for the moment. He was taking the scenery route to his house so he could stop by to grab a few bottles of Evian.

[ominipotentgoldfish]

"Anyway, I've got your number, I'll have to call you back, phone's almost dead."

He hung up his phone and switched it off. He plugged into the charger and took of his shirt. He noticed he had a large cut across his chest.

*Ahhh hell. Better do somthing about this*

[Ruwrak]

"Yes. My medicine's are running low." *Tuut-tuuut-tuuut* The repeative sound of a dead line whispered in his ear.


"Figures.."

[ominipotentgoldfish]

*Oh crap! I forgot to tell him about his lighter! I'd best call him back!*

He dashed back to the living room and pushed the callback button.

[Ruwrak]

Just as he put down the phone. It started ringing again. He looked at it as if it was about to explode.

"Oh for crying out loud... Pick it up weakling"
He picked up.

"This is the answering machine of Jack Jamerson, Lawyer. Leave a message after the beep." He hoped the caller didn't see through his trick.

[ominipotentgoldfish]

"Hey it me. Just thought I'd let you know you left me with your lighter. Any place I can give it back? It looks pretty nice so I figured you'd want it back."

[Ruwrak]

-Crap... He saw through it... Well I guess im fortunate it's him.-

"Yeah, erm. Amitay Vile Hawrawr Lane the big house with the red curtains. If I don't open it's because I've fallen asleep. Key's under one of the potplants"

[ominipotentgoldfish]

"Alright I'll swing by"

He hung up the phone and looked at the wound on his chest.

*It's still bleeding, crap.*

He put a bandage on his wound and threw on a white dress shirt as well as a black coat. He looked out the window.

"Man, it's really raining out."

He turned out the lights and headed out the door.

He got in a taxi and said "To Amity Vile lane please."

[Ruwrak]

((Hope you noticed the Amity Vile Hawrawr Lane wordplay.. Amity Ville Horror, seen it? :P ))

He hang up the phone again.
-Fool... Why did you give him your adress..-
"Hell if I know! Stop looking at me!"
-Get it together, weakling..-

He paced his corridor.

[ominipotentgoldfish]

((Yea I caught that, well played sir))

As the cab pulled up to the house he looked at his shirt.

*Ahhh crap, got blood on my good shirt.*

He got out and walked up to the front door and knocked.

[Ruwrak]

*Knock knock knock*

He walked to the door and peered through the looking hole. He opened the door.

"Well hello again what.... Not again... come in quick I get the first aid kit."

[ominipotentgoldfish]

"Okay."

He followed him into the house.

"You know, it looks worse than it feels."

[Ruwrak]

"Make sure you lock the door behind you!" He yelled from he second floor.

Once he got down. He took out the bandages. "Shirt. Take it off now." He said abruptly while he got out the bandages.

[ominipotentgoldfish]

He pulled off the shirt to reveal a bleeding wound

"Oh God, I didn't think it was that bad."

[Ruwrak]

"Oh that's nasty." *Puts on rubber gloves* "Let's see here. If I apply this here *smears an ointment* and keep this patch pressed here. Hold that for me will you? *grabs a large roll of bandage and rolls it over the bleeding panda."

"Right, keep pressure on that" He took off his gloves and threw them in the bin. He cleaned up the mess and sat down in a chair, opposite of the couch where the Panda was seated.

"What brings you here?"

[ominipotentgoldfish]

He pulled out the man's lighter and put it on the table.

"I believe this is yours. Just thought I should bring it back to you."

He tried to stand but stumbled.

"Oh man, I feel really light headed."

(I gotta go, need some sleep, maybe on tomorrow)

[Ruwrak]

"Crash on the cough tonight." He replied absently. He looked outside the window. -Surely you're not suggesting someone is out there?- Silentl he whispered "You never know... You never know"

[Whitescar]

Nestor sat in a tree outside a normal-looking house on Amity Vile. It was not the target building, but he wasn't born yesterday. Eyeing at the scene taking place in the target building across the street and three houses up, he turned the zoom on his scope to maximum in order to get a good view. He had received orders to watch this location and await further orders.

He was concealed by the leaves and darkness and even his scope had an anti-reflective covering to keep him from being spotted. He had chosen this tree due to the street lights being out at this spot and because it had a decent view of things. He had changed his mag to the 30-rounder and replaced the silencer too.

He waited for orders to proceed.

(The Amity ville toaster! Make breakfast spooky! :D)

[Ruwrak]

He shut his curtains. "On second thought. Move up to the guestrooms. And keep your curtains closed. I don't trust this night." he said, paws on his back, staring at the wall.


((http://www.illwillpress.com/toast.html if you like amity ville and know Foamy the squirrel))

[Whitescar]

(I tried to get that reference with the "make breakfast spooky..." XD)

Nestor cursed his luck and decided to change tactics. Dropping down, he ran across the street to the neighbouring house after spotting a few news papers sticking out of the mail box. The inhabitants were away somewhere.
He climbed to the roof and went flat on it, taking a look. Thought the curtain was drawn here too, he could still see the target's silhouette being cast on the curtain due to a light source within the room. That was the best he had for now.

[Ruwrak]

( just watched it again, see what you mean hehe.)

He moved over to the window in the guestrooms, making sure the curtains were shut tightly. "What is it with it all tonight" He muttered to himself.

[Whitescar]

Either one of the two was at the window. He wasn't really sure weather it was the target or not, but either way, this person was easy to see, since the closer one was to the curtains, the clearer the silhouette was.

[Ruwrak]

The hairs in his neck stood up, again this night

-Did you check the back door?-
"Oh...." He started... "I need my medication." He walked out the guestrooms and into the bathroom in the other room.

"Hurgh... It won't keep quiet"

[ominipotentgoldfish]

"Thanks for letting me stay, I don't want to go out in this weather again."

He gave a cough and wandered to the couch. He laid down and tried to get some rest.

[Ruwrak]

He walked back into the room and saw that the Panda was already sound asleep.

"Hmmm... Why do I keep doing this."

[ominipotentgoldfish]

He slept for a few hours only. He awakened with a burning pain in his head. He got up and stumbled to the bathroom.

*Arggh, whats wrong with me?*

[Ruwrak]

Ruwrak was having a troubled sleep in his bedroom. The dreams of years ago haunted him. He shook awake with great force, eyes wide.

He stumbled into the bathroom, to see the panda bend over to the sink. "What's wrong?" He yawned deep..

[ominipotentgoldfish]

"I'm... I'm not sure. My head feels like it's on fire. This has been happening since... well... never mind about that now."

He splashed some water on his face and looked in the mirror.

"It's just that... some bad things have happened to me."

[Ruwrak]

"Really....." He looked at him. "Care to share?"

[ominipotentgoldfish]

"It's not a pretty story, you sure you want to hear it?"

[Ruwrak]

He stretched, revealing a waxboard stomach, and said "Well, we're not going anywhere aer we? Want a cup of coco in the meanwhile?"

[ominipotentgoldfish]

"Just a glass of water for me."

He followed him into the kitchen and began talking.

"It all started one year ago. I was a cop, respected by my peers, and hated by scum. I had a pretty good record and was offered a chance to move up in the world. I refused because, well, I liked working the street. One day, I got wraped up in somthing over my head."

He paused and held his head.

[Whitescar]

Nestor lay low on the rooftop, the cold and the rain slashing at him, but with little effect. He was a seal. Not a SEAL as in Navy SEAL, but a Ringed Seal, maybe the last of his kind. Where he had grown up, the waters were arctic and the winds cold enough to freeze wild animals where they stood if they did not have a thick enough pelt.
The only thing he needed was at his side, five bottles of Evian water.

Eyeing movement through the ACOG, he blinked as a light was turned on and then a second, smaller one. He presumed that the target couldn't sleep. Taking a deep breath, he lay still and waited.

[Ruwrak]

He put a glass of water in front of him.

"So you patroleld the streets? That had to do anything with your scar?" He nodded to the forehead.

[ominipotentgoldfish]

He took a sip off the glass.

"Yea. Some crazy guy with a razor blade caught me off gaurd."

He takes another sip.

"Anyway, it was a routine stop, busted tail light. The guy driving had a warrant out on him, so I did the right thing. Turns out the guy was a high up in a crime family. He got put away for a long time. Then they came after me... and my family."

He tears up and finishes off the glass.

"May I have another please?"

[Ruwrak]

"Of course" He put down his hot coco and filled the glass with some cold water. "Here you go."

He sighed. "Busted taillights are really bad. It's always the minor things that cause the biggest problems. At least your head is still on straight isn't it?"

[XxMoonlightWeaselxX]

~Walks up

May i join you? I overheard that thrilling story and thought to join you.

[ominipotentgoldfish]

"Literally, yes. My life was twisted upsidedown. Three weeks after he was locked up my wife disappeared. We never found who took her, but we did find her body though..."

He began trying to hold back tears.

"Then... there was that case. Two people dead, and everything pointing at me. A set up to get me put away, and probably killed by the same crime family. But you... you trusted me. You were the only one. After the trial I went into hiding with my daughter. We managed to stay off the mob's radar. Until a week ago."

Tears began to run down his face.

"They took her. The only thing I have left. And I vowed, that they will not get away with hurting her. I'm looking for someone. ANYONE, who can give me any sort of help with this. I haven't been well since she's been gone."

He pulls out his wallet and produces a picture of a young female red panda.

"That's her, my daughter. My sweet Arianna..."

He breaks down crying.

[Ruwrak]

"Allright, allright big guy." He hugged him. Tell you what. Tomorrow we are going to do something about this tricky deal. ((and I do mean tomorrow, I'm about to tuck in for the night))


"Hi I heard an interresting story, mind if I join in?" An unfamilliar voice from behind.

He jumped in the air, the hairs in his back stood up and his lower back tensed.

"J...jus... just how did you get in my h-h-h-home?" He took out his transparent bottle again. His pills were going down really fast...

[Whitescar]

(A friendly note, read as much as you can before posting. In a topic as short as this one, you could bother reading everything. The two are inside Ruwrak's house. It would be really odd if you just walked up into his kitchen. If the topic's creator is OK with it, I think we could find a "door" in for you.
If you are unfamiliar with the term, a door means an opening in the RP that allows new characters to join fluently into the story, so that it doesn't look stupid. Like meeting on the street and not greeting someone when they open their trunk or appear into their kitchen... ;) )

[ominipotentgoldfish]

He quickly drew his trusty .44 magnum from the back of his jeans.

"Who is that? Are you one of them?"

[Ruwrak]

"Now now... let's not use that just yet" *Pushes the gun down with a single finger*
"SHe's probably just as scared as I am right now.." He wispered "Keep it close and fireready"

((hihi adding me to your friendslist? You naughty naughty panda :> ))

[ominipotentgoldfish]

"Okay."

He lowered the gun. And Kept his eyes straight ahead.

[ominipotentgoldfish]

(Sorry for Double Postin' in advance)

He slid the gun out of sight, but kept the saftey off, hopeing he wouldn't have to use it.

[Ruwrak]

"Yes. It seems you scared her off with that big piece of yours."

[ominipotentgoldfish]

"Yea, most get pretty nervous. I don't really like using it all that much though."

[Ruwrak]

"Right. Where were we again. I seem to have lost my marmbles again."

[ominipotentgoldfish]

"Some very bad men have my daughter... If I don't get her back..."

He can't finish his sentance. He breaks down into tears.

[Ruwrak]

"Oh yeah, right. Any idea who they are or where I can find them?"

[ominipotentgoldfish]

"One guy, he goes by the name of Fontaine. He spends his night's down at the diner over on 48th street. If we could get to him, we could get to the men who have my little girl."

He looks at the picture in the wallet.

"We can get her back."

[Ruwrak]

((Fontaine... Played Bioshock recently? :p))

"Well, let's go then." He opened up a drawer with a key from his keyring. He took out a desert eagle and several clips. "Well? What are you waiting for?"

[ominipotentgoldfish]

(Why yes, I have!)

He checked the bullets in his gun.

"Let's move."

[Whitescar]

Nestor heard the door click open and he turned to aim into its direction. The two were leaving, at this hour? He still hadn't gotten his orders, so he would follow them until he got a confirmation. He had already emptied two of the three Evians and would have to re-stock again.
Keeping in the shadows, Nestor was as still as a rock, taking cover behind the chimney so that he would be almost impossible to spot by accident and even knowing that he was there would lead to at least a ten-second search.

[Ruwrak]

He locked and loaded his gun. "There, that should hold it." He took out his pill bottle and swallowed another three. "Lead on. We are going to have a chit-chat"

[Whitescar]

Nestor heard the men step out and close the door after them, the rain pattering on the roofs and on the driveways. He felt water run down his rifle's barrel and unto his fingers, but he didn't care. He wasn't even that cold. Taking aim, he waited for the two to show their heads. If he suddenly got an order to execute the target, he would not want to miss this perfect shot...

[Ruwrak]

"Hold on. I realised that my car is around the back and a block away. Let's take the back door." They walked past the closed curtains in the now darkened house and snuck out the backdoor, wich was located away from the street.

[Whitescar]

What was this. Had they stopped in the rain? They had not emerged from behind the shed that denied a clear view to the front door and Nestor was sure he had counted more than five seconds. Something was off... He scanned the area, moving his rifle slowly to look around but still stay hidden. Movement gave one so easily away...
No, there were still inside the house. Why had they gone back? Had they forgotten something? Likely, but also unlikely. He tried to find where they were, finger on the trigger...

[ominipotentgoldfish]

"All right."

He took out his pack of cigarettes but looked at them with contempt. He tossed them aside.

"Think now is a good time to quit."

[Ruwrak]

They walke through the alleyway and stopped at a Lambourghini Diabol. He tossed the keys to the panda. "You do know how to drive right?" he added with a grin.

"Take us there. I'll have a little "chat" with our friends"

[ominipotentgoldfish]

He smiled and got in the drivers seat.

"You might want to buckle up."

He turns the key in the ignition and the car roars to life.

[Ruwrak]

He wished he never had given up his keys. Strapped into the buckle he feared for his life. The panda couldn't drive like you're supposed to.

-Sweet Mary, full of grace. Please let not this panda ruin my face-

[ominipotentgoldfish]

"Now remember I use to be a cop."

He floors it, driving like crazy to the diner.

"How are you holding up?"

[Ruwrak]

"Holding what up? My supper? LOOK OUT FOR THAT TRUCK!!!" The truck nearly hit them, the panda driving like a mad man.


"Did you have special driving lessons? Just curious."

[ominipotentgoldfish]

"Let's just say you learn a few things on the force."

He continued to drive wrecklessly through town.

[Whitescar]

Nestor had had a rough time getting down from the roof and to his bike, but once he was speeding through the streets, it was no great feat to tune in on the sports car's signature engine humm. He was really glad that the driver seemed to enjoy the sound of the car as much as the Seal did, if it wasn't for the constant high-rev roar and screeches of locking brakes and burning rubber, he would have had a real hard time trying to follow them. Right now he could stay out of sight, driving on the alley next to them and just listen to where they were going.

[ominipotentgoldfish]

He continued to fly down the streets.

"YEEAAAAAAHHHH!!! I haven't had this much fun in a long time!"

He pulled a hard left onto the freeway.

[Ruwrak]

"I'm going to die tonight am I not?" He asked with a wimper. He got out his bottle of pills again and swallowed another 3...


"Hurrr...... Better..."

[Whitescar]

Nestor followed the two, keeping out of sight. <Wonder where they are going... Well no matter, the target is yet neutral...> His cell phone vibrated. <Scratch that...>

[ominipotentgoldfish]

"Nahh, I need you alive man." he said with a grin.

[Ruwrak]

He prayed it wouldn't be to far from now.
"Do you feel we're beeing watched all the time?"

[ominipotentgoldfish]

He looked over at him.

"You know, I kind of have. What's up with th- Hold on this is our exit!"

He veered right and pulled off the freeway, just missing hitting a semi.

[Whitescar]

Guiding his bike down the exit ramp a few cars after the sports one, Nestor flicked his phone open and read the message. <This just got interesting...>

[ominipotentgoldfish]

He swung onto 48th street and drove to the diner. He pulled up and turned of the engine.

"It's time we got some answers."

[Ruwrak]

He got out, never more happy to be on solid not moving ground. He loaded through his PPK 9MM. "Right... Who are we looking for again? Just pop them or go look for something incriminating?"

[ominipotentgoldfish]

"Guy's name is Fontaine. If my sources are correct, he should be sitting in the corner, enjoying a cup of coffee. Too bad for him I'm here. He might have lived to finish it. But let's keep this quiet."

He checked his .44 magnum. The saftey was off.

"Follow my lead."

[Ruwrak]

"Quiet he says" He looked at the .44 Magnum.

"Shame."

[ominipotentgoldfish]

"Funny."

He holsterd the gun and walked in the front door. He looked to the left, then to the right. He saw who he was looking for. He walked over and sat down.

"Hello Fontaine. Remember me?"

[Whitescar]

<Oh great, a café and up to no good...> Nestor thought as he walked past the café, having parked his bike down an alley. That was going to make his job a tad more difficult.

[Ruwrak]

He stood behind the panda, with a silencer on his gun behind his back. Waiting for what was about to happen. He looked around for cover. There was none.

-This is bad.- He thought to himself..

[XxMoonlightWeaselxX]

"hello panda," takes a sip from his coffee," I can't say im suprised to see you."

"If your expecting to get your daughter back then you should holster that weapon now! She isn't here, and if my man doesn't hear back from me by tonight then she will be dead."

[ominipotentgoldfish]

"Fool, I know she isn't here. But you know where she is. And your going to tell me."

[XxMoonlightWeaselxX]

"You are not in a position to argue with me! Look around my friend"

*everyone in the dinner is staring at them with weapons on hand*

"You will have to do a favor for me if you even want to see her again" *stops to adjust his tie*

[Whitescar]

Nestor's sights rested squarely on the head of his target. The situation was not good, but it could be worse... He felt his hands grip the gun tighter and he steadied it against the side of a building.

[Ruwrak]

He walked next to the panda, and he got the feeling he was blocking someone's view. "Well we got enough dirt on you.. Not to mention a gun aimed at the place where it will hurt."

[ominipotentgoldfish]

He looked about the diner, he saw maybe 8 others with guns.

*Just like the old days*

He felt his gun in his shirt, hoping he wouldnt have to use it.

[Whitescar]

Nestor held the gun steady. Though a 5.56 mm round might not have too much in penetrating power, it could easily punch through a throat and injure the target behind. Right now he was aiming for such a shot. <Don't do anything stupid...>

[ominipotentgoldfish]

In one swift move, he stood up and drew the gun on Fontaine.

"Go ahead, make a move."

He cocked the hammer on his .44 back.

"Try me..."

[Whitescar]

<Oh dear... Stupid, stupid move...> Nestor's finger tightened around the trigger and he began to pull, getting into the brink after which the gun would go off. He waited. He was not to take the first shot.

[ominipotentgoldfish]

He stared down the barrel of the cold steel cannon he was holding.

"All I want is my daughter..."

[XxMoonlightWeaselxX]

"Get that gun out of my face!"

~calming himself he starts to look outside

"I need help" sounding almost vulnerable "i can't sleep im so afraid for my life, and not many have that effect on me...."

"I'll give your daughter back.... "

[ominipotentgoldfish]

He loward the gun.

"What are you afraid of? And why should I help you?"

[XxMoonlightWeaselxX]

"I'm afraid of death"
~sinks into his chair~

[Whitescar]

<Good boy, disarm the situation...> Nestor thought as he released the tension on the trigger. He oversaw the situation with an eagle's eyes, but was sadly unable to hear what they discussed. Though it was of no matter to him. He had his orders and he would execute them, no matter what...

[ominipotentgoldfish]

"What the hell are you talking about?"

He once again raised his gun.

"You have until three to tell me! One..."

[Whitescar]

<Oh nononononooo... Not good...> Nestor was not anxious to start shooting anyone, his chilly blood never flowing fast enough for quick and mindless actions. Though not being a replite and hence not a real cold-blood, his arctic heritage showed when he stood in the cold rain, drenched and still aiming without a quiver.

[XxMoonlightWeaselxX]

"Fine! You dont want your daughter back?" "Fuck you!"
Pulls out gun as do the other people in the bar

[ominipotentgoldfish]

He dosen't look phased at all.

"...Two..."

He cocked the hammer back.

"I'm getting tired of playing games..."

[Whitescar]

<He has got to be frigging kidding me...> Nestor was again ready to shoot, throat lined with a head shot. He could take out two targets with one shot.

[ominipotentgoldfish]

He looked slowly around the bar.

*Fuck. There's too many.*

He loward his gun.

"Your lucky day."

[Ruwrak]

He had been analyzing the situation, decided it was best to holster his gun and he took out his cup of pills out again. Only five remained. He took two.

"Almost out...."

[ominipotentgoldfish]

The situation had taken it's toll on him. He grabbed Fontaine by the collar of his shirt.

"If you get me my daughter, I'll think about helping you with your problem... but, if, AND ONLY if, she's okay. You got that?"

[Whitescar]

<Wish I could disarm this situation somehow, but it seems unlikely...> Nestor thought to himself as he strained to keep his aim steady so that in the case of the air's lead percentage quickly rising, he could at least try and do his job.

[XxMoonlightWeaselxX]

buzzed conversation comes from his radio. picking up he has a quick word with the person on the other line..

"we have a problem.. someone has been spotted by my snipers outside."
"dont turn around, he's watching and aimed at me. Shit!"

[Ruwrak]

He froze, the hair on his neck stood up and he had to try to resist all urges to look around.



To late. He stared to his left out the window.

[Whitescar]

Nestor saw someone look into vaguely his direction. Too bad, the man could not see him. The man was in a brightly-lit café and behind double-windows. The reflection along with the fact that his night-vision was at zero would keep him safe...

However, the fact that there were two other men on the roofs and looking around was not a good thing. He decided to brave the odds and stayed put.
<Just lower your guns and let me take a new position...> He thought to himself. Those snipers on the roofs could technically pose a threat, though he doubted it.

[ominipotentgoldfish]

"Get DOWN!" he yelled at Fontaine.

"I need you alive!"

[Ruwrak]

He drew his pistol and pointed in the area, hoping not to find any threats.

[ominipotentgoldfish]

He spun to look out the window to see if he could see anyone in the distance.

[XxMoonlightWeaselxX]

"Everyone! Find the merc!" he yells at the armed men around the diner.

[Whitescar]

Nestor saw that people around him began to shift around like they were looking for something, looking for him...
He saw his moment gone and sighed in his mind, rolling the silencer off, he concealed his rifle beneath his long coat and disappeared into the shadows. He sought to find a new vantage point...

[ominipotentgoldfish]

"Okay Fontaine, we're gonna get you out of here."

He looked to the lawyer.

"Can you pull the car around back?"

[Whitescar]

Nestor found a good place and sat himself down. He rolled the silencer back on and looked at the diner. It seemed that the targets were getting ready to move. He smiled to himself and waited for them to make the move, his bike close enough.

[Ruwrak]

He catched the keys with a grin. "Hah, finally someone with sense gets to drive." He jumped into the car where it was parked and drove it to the front. After they got in he sped away, in the direction of the highway to the docks.

[XxMoonlightWeaselxX]

"where the hell are you taking me?" he yelled; felling extremely vulnerable without his armed guard...

"And do you have any idea who the fuck is hunting me... I mean... Besides you??

[ominipotentgoldfish]

"Just shut your mouth. Right now, we're your best friends."

[Ruwrak]

He put the pedal to the metal. They zipped through the dark night as a hot fox in the freezing cold. Dodging cars and other rif-raf on the roads he took the turn to the docks. He stopped at an old abandoned warehouse.

"I think we are not beeing followed so far."

[ominipotentgoldfish]

"Good. Pull in here."

[Whitescar]

Trailing the trio had not been too much of a chore. Once again, reckless driving was a good way to make your position known. He had just followed the sound of honking horns and screeching brakes to find them. Driving his bike up to the docks, Nestor hid it behind some shipment crates and looked around, finding a vantage point in one of the port authority buildings' towers.

[Ruwrak]

He parked and walked tot he other door to let the panda and Fontaine out.
"Right this should be desereted so we can do our.... Business..."

[XxMoonlightWeaselxX]

"Look, I'll make the call now.. your daughter isn't to be harmed...., but i need your help with my hunter. "

"how do i know you just won't kill me after you get her back?"

[ominipotentgoldfish]

"I'm a man of my word. If she's unharmed, I'll let you live. But if she's not... well, I hope you've made peace with whatever God you believe in."

[XxMoonlightWeaselxX]

"ok then I need a phone to call her in."

[Ruwrak]

He threw his cellphone. "Here, now call."

[ominipotentgoldfish]

He walked away from the two for a minute, just to stand alone. He looked down at the dressing on his chest.

*How long is this night going to last?*

[Whitescar]

Nestor was thinking the exact same thing as he aimed at the trio from his vantage point. His sights were adjusted for the wind and range, aimed now squarely on the man who was being handed the cellphone. <No sudden moves now...> He thought to himself and waited.

[ominipotentgoldfish]

He looked to the sky and let the rain fall on his face he closed his eyes.