The Machine [Open/Accepting]

[Eternal_PrinceOfFire]

"If this is supposed to be an exclusive, high class club, then why is it always getting shot up when I'm here?" Damien commented. He peeked out from behind the bar and took a couple shots at the assailants. He then ducked back down. He thought of lighting some alcohol up and throwing it at the enemy, but that might set the club on fire...with them trapped inside.  

[lil_lollypop1]

"Why do you think? This is big corrupt money territory." Shadow replied. "And as luck goes for these types of things, I'm your black cat. Still, it's strange. They shot perspective undercover soldiers and the televisions, but they aren't from the rebel organization. They must be anti-government radicals. That's... not good..."  

[Eternal_PrinceOfFire]

((He didn't light up and throw the alcohol. He thought about it, but knew what would happen so he didn't do it.))  

[lil_lollypop1]

((Oh... oops... my bad. I guess I read it too fast. *goes to edit*))  

[lil_lollypop1]

((Ok, I edited))  

[Eternal_PrinceOfFire]

"Well even more reason to eradicate them" 'David' said, though Damien's own personality was starting to show through. "If we can find a way to escape, we could probably light up some alcohol and throw it at them" he said. He needed to be sure they could escape first.


A military van pulled up and armed soldiers burst in. They began firing on the radicals with automatic machine guns while helping others to escape.  

[lil_lollypop1]

"Well, we could take the kitchen door down and take the emergency exit, but I don't think burning down the whole building with all the people in it is a good idea." She replied.

((Aren't they in one of the top floors of a nice hotel?))  

[Eternal_PrinceOfFire]

((I was thinking the club was its own building...unless it was stated somewhere else that it wasn't. I'm really bad at remembering minor details.))


"No. That would be highly irresponsible. We'll head out that way then. Even if you're a fugitive, it's my duty as a Diethelmian soldier to make sure you stay safe until you're in custody. Shall we go now?" Damien asked. He turned his head to the bartender and nodded. The bartender took a few shots as well.  

[lil_lollypop1]

((Well, you said to meet at the first place they met, which was a club in a fancy hotel))

"Sure." She giggled, thinking it was his way of flirting. She led him into the kitchen and out one of the back doors. Not too far from the club, in the corridors of the hotel, people and guards were watching the patriotic moment as if nothing was going on. "s**t... so that's why they waited." She then turned to David with alarm. "This isn't an anti-government act. This is a tower heist. They probably took over security communication and are sealing off the areas with the most wealth and opposition during the time when legally we should be watching the program. Everyone's occupied and stuck in one place with the patriotic moment, and security won't think silence from the other end is abnormal."  

[Eternal_PrinceOfFire]

((Like I said, I suck at remembering small details.))


Damien fumbled with his suit to try and find the communicator he took with him, but all he got was static. "s**t. They did jam the signal. All I have is a handgun. I don't have any heavy weapons with me. This is going to get difficult" he said.  

[lil_lollypop1]

"My cell phone's blocked too. Crap." She muttered, realizing that neither the rebels nor Helmshire got her info. She turned off her cell phone, and pushing the button to make sure none of what happened within the next twenty minutes was recorded. Suddenly, a prerecorded message from Damien started over every loudspeakers, and she turned to David. "Did you say something?" She asked, but the voice kept talking. "Oh, it's just a prerecording of your voice." She finished, trying to mentally remain calm when she realized that the drunk Zil was right. "Well, do you have a plan?" She asked, trying to quickly change the subject before she could process that the man she was with was her worst enemy.  

[Eternal_PrinceOfFire]

"My voice? That's the Absolute Leader. Yes, I've been told I sound a lot like him...actually I even filled in for a couple announcements that people thought were him while he was busy, but don't tell anyone else" Damien said, trying to keep the ruse as best as he could. He then thought of a plan. "Chances are they're guarding all exits so that no one can escape. The control room will probably be the most heavily guarded section of the place, so we'll have to try and avoid that...at least for now. What's the closest exit? Do you know? Is it the kitchen?" he asked. He was hoping Monica was doing alright. She was one of his best officers and he didn't want her killed on duty.  

[lil_lollypop1]

"That's quite a different story from earlier, though I suppose now is not the time." She told him. "We could take the window, but the problem is that you're with me. Second option would be to take the employees elevator to the second floor and use the fire escape out the back."  

[Eternal_PrinceOfFire]

"Yeah, if the elevator is even working now. We can always try though" Damien said. "Let's go. Waiting around here any longer will make us easy targets".  

[Ayame-Yuura]

Zil was still reading through the reports and almost about to doze off from information overload when he his communicator beeped. "Lost signal? You kidding me?" He said to himself when he noticed that Shadow's communicator signal had gone out. He began mass messaging the rebels who were stationed to collect information in Diethelm to check on Shadow's last location and send him a report when they did.


Once the shooting started, Monica was embraced by her 'boyfriend' who had ordered their drinks and given the message to the barkeeper. The rest of the secret police also set up a protective human barrier for her as they shot down the enemies with utmost accuracy common to all those trained personally by Monica. They had all brought handguns as rifles and shotguns would be too suspicious. Once the club was cleared, scouts were sent the way Damien and Shadow exited with Monica trailing after them, surrounded by secret police. 'Crap. This isn't good.' She thought to herself.

((OOC: ))