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originally posted in:The New Dojo
Edited by The WORLD1897:
3/12/2017 6:22:52 PM
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[u]A mile out of the Dojo, Midnight[/u]
A cargo truck rolled to a stop on the dirt road. Ahead of them, a small van approached. The truck began to unload kilos of coke and the van driver stepped out, handing over a briefcase of cash. The nodded and after the exchange, the van drove off, back to the Dojo. The truck team decided to rest for a bit after the four hour drive.
The driver lit a cigarette, sighing.
[i]It was going to be a long night.[/i]
One of the Sicarios flipped on the radio, and cranked up the volume.
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=PtJ6yAGjsIs
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As the van drove along the road to Dojoville, the currently wrecked city that was practically empty, a gun-goose trailed behind them, the headlights off (as well as any other lights). The Spartan had his NV VISR on, tracking the heat signatures in the van. He was planning on stopping the truck, as his companion was already tracking the delivery truck.
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The men climbed back into the truck and began the four hour drive back to La Catedral.
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The Spartan was still following the van, as Steel was following the Truck.
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The van drove to an unharmed building and unloaded in an open garage. The truck drove down a bumpy path to la Catedral, the source of this.
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Enforcer Steel, unbekowst to the Truck crew, sat in a bush around Twenty meters away. Peering through the scope of his rifle, he watched the crew from a distance. After a moment of contemplation, he used a shot of compressed gas to propel a very small tracker into the wheel well of the truck. He continued to observe.
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They got back in and began the long drive to La Catedral.
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Steel tracked them through the countryside, taking note of landmarks, ambush sites, and useful staging areas. He began to slow his pacing when La Catedral drew close.
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The large, 30 foot high perimeter wall drew into vision. The wall itself was a mile from the actual building and fields. A gate opened and the truck drove in, the gate closing behind it.
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Stopping just behind a tree, Steel pulled Ananke from an armor pouch. Tossing the potato chip-sized drone into the air, it quietly whirred over the wall, scanning the general area.
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They saw workers in the fields working tirelessly to harvest the crop from the ground.
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Ananke flew in closer, closing in on whatever holding system they had for the crops in. If any worker came within ear shot, it would drop to the ground, becoming invisible in the dirt.
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The crops were stored in the cellar of the mansion, locked underground until it was needed for transfer.
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(I meant the storage on the fields, where they would be collected for movement to the cellar)
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(o) A small cart was wheeled down to the cellar, carrying loads of the crop
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Edited by JayTea: 3/12/2017 7:35:15 PM[i]A woman walked nearby. The woman there was... Well, stunningly beautiful could be applied, and tempting also fit the bill quite nicely. The woman was about five foot ten with a slim yet athletic figure, with a pair of DD breasts and an arse that looked rather out of place on the more lithe frame of woman but still amazing. She had fiery red hair on her head which came to the centre of her upper back, currently draped over her left shoulder to give a nice look. Her almost cyan eyes twinkled like diamonds in the sea of white that was her pale-skinned face, and the rest of her body went well with the black combat boots, forest green cargo pants, and ill-fitting grey undershirt that allowed her cleavage to be well seen. She had a brown satchel on her left hip, with a few items situated inside, namely her beret, knife, and money as well. [/i]
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One if the Sicarios walked over, doing a cat call. "My my, are you an angel?" He asked, lowering his glasses to the bridge of his nose to gaze at her breasts.
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[i]"Pay me well enough and I'm your own angel," the woman responded with a grin, and a light British accent that accompanied a rather seductive tone. [/i]
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He thought for a second. "I'm working right now."
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[i]"And? Get your co-workers, we can make it a party." [/i]
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"Nah, just you and me." He pulled out a wad of cash.
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[i]Diana takes the cash and puts it in her satchel. [/i] [spoiler]PM or TimeSkip? [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Hm. I'll go with timeskip because I'm not in the mood for erp.[/spoiler] They do the do.
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[i]Diana wakes up, steals some drugs, and escapes unnoticed. [/i] [spoiler]>Literally the reason I put Diana down K[/spoiler]
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Sadly, no drugs remained as they sold all of them. ._. [spoiler]well, that sucks[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Yeah, so I got a godmod moment and screwed out of my reason to interact in the end lmao. [/spoiler]
