Master_Rollipolly
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Post by Master_Rollipolly on Mar 1, 2009 19:41:59 GMT -5
Raoule held in the cough as he hid behind what used to be a hide away and which was now a half-blown, still on fire mess that used to be a small shed. He slowed his breathing and swallowed the cough, catching what he could of his breath and then stuffing his hands in his coat pockets, seaching for what little ammo he had left. Four sticks of dynamite, a few more rounds of bullets, two pop-guns, a knife, a comb, and 9 viles of B-14, aka the Black Plague. There were a few advantages of using biological war-fare and double the dis-advantages. They only gave the messy jobs to the agents that they wanted dead and his past was more than a good enough reason to hate them, but not enough for them to convict him of treason. No he wasn't a traitor, but he defiantly wasn't going to work under that ol'sonuvabitch and he'd more or less prefer him dead. With those thoughts out of the way, he went back to planning, counting out the steps, where he;d been, where he had to go, and from the looks of it, he was more than ready with the left over nine. If things went according to plan, which they should have; the entire Grey Nation's military base hidden in the lush jungles of Korea, should come down with a very strange disease, which should whipe out half of their connections, giving the Black Nations an advantage, oh it was good to be sneaky. Enough dilly-dallying though, victory dance later, he still had two water pumps and one food bin to poison.
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Post by ShadesofGrey on Mar 1, 2009 19:51:05 GMT -5
A man with long black hair that had few curls to it came in his path as the Black Nation was on his way to poisioning it. He had a slight mustache and gotee and a cup of something in his hand. He hadn't been paying much mind to everything that was going on around him, he really didn't care about the Gray's things. He was just told to be there. Seeing someone though that didn't belong he hide the fact that he knew they were there, a sly deviloush grin on his face. Eventually he was behind this man that was messing with his water supply. Then decided to clear his throat and jump the taller clearly more muscular man holding a dampened cloth to the other's nose.
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Post by Master_Rollipolly on Mar 1, 2009 20:14:38 GMT -5
Raoule was in the middle of setting up the trap, spreading the mix of b-14 and penutbutter in the cornors and edges of the food bin and watching as the rats began to enjoy their feast. "There ya go, eat up and enjoy yur enaguration cuz after this ya gotta job ta do." He had just finished scraping the last of it when something, or more so, someone jumped on his back, causing him to leer backwards and fall out of the bin. "what tha hell!!!? ya fuckin outta yur mind, get the fuck offa me you.." His harsh voice was still rather deep dispite the volume it had just reached and the fact that his mouth was being covered . He tried to pull the cloth away but then tried a different approach and swung around for a moment, finding the closest flat and vertical surface to bang up against, trying to rid himself of this ambusher. A few good hits, then he reached to his back, using a gruff, muscular arm and a rough sausage fingered hand to try and pry the man off of his back while half screaming in english/spanish/and a pinch of german. German was always fun to yell angrily in because it made ya sound tough, more angry than what you really were, and hey who didn't like to be intimidating every now and then. It took a moment or two before the drug kicked in and he began to loose his balance, the strength he had just a minute ago had deflated like a balloon and he came crashing to the ground hard, plowing his face into the dirt and plants, muscles twitching as his mind temporarly shut down and the world went black.
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Post by ShadesofGrey on Mar 1, 2009 20:34:59 GMT -5
The 'Gray agent' gleamed. This was his first outside contact with anyone from the Black nation other than his previous short talks with the embassador. Sighing after those moments of strong abuse Jackie's eyes twinkled as the smaller more slinder man gathered up all his strength to move the larger man that he was getting a sly fondness for. Dragging and pulling at him it only took him a while before he had him in a 'safehouse' where no one would know where they were. Now came the part of waiting. He was sipping at tea, something he had made a while back before their supplies were fucked up. His embassy surely wouldn't try to screw him over, he'd eventually get word of this before it was too late. Sitting infront of the man that was now tied and chained down to a chair he waited with a coy smile painted perfectly on his face.
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Post by Master_Rollipolly on Mar 1, 2009 20:46:25 GMT -5
The Black agent's awakening was anything but calm and quiet. His eyes fluttered open and it took him all but two seconds to recall the last events. He began his struggle, screaming and yelling in mixed languages again, fighting at the chains and ropes, his eyes fixed on the other agent, furiosly glaring a death stare at him, threatening him and fighting to get free. "Let me go you bloody-traitor...I'm going to fuck your face up so bad they won't even recongnize you, then maybe you could come back in all your shame to the Black Nation, not like they'd want you anyway!" He spat on the floor in front of him, only because his depth perception was off and he'd missed his shoe. He saw him as a traitor, a defectant from the Black Nation into the Greys....lower than dirt itself. He eventually ran out of energy and collapsed under his own fatigue body, leaning against the wall, his dry throat cracking with every enhale of musty air. He looked around, getting his mind back together, trying to find a way to do a weapon check without this bastard knowing. He spotted the cup of tea and a sly grin spread across his lips, showing from up under his scruffy whiskers. "Heh, you might as well let me out amigo...before the boils start to pop up and burst, eating away your skin." If he was going to die here, he figured he might as well get a good laugh from his partial success.
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Post by ShadesofGrey on Mar 1, 2009 20:57:32 GMT -5
And he laughed, he was laughing so hard at this man that he was starting to cry and tear up. He wasn't too sure what he was going on about but goddamnit all was this man funny. "Ah!....ohh....hahaha!" He tried to calm down. "You're sorely mistaken agent. I'm not a defectie, I'm undercover, ambassador's orders." He wiped away the tears of laughter from his eyes delicately with the back of his hands. "I just wanted to talk with you, what have I missed, I haven't had the chance to talk to anyone in ages, he said I might be coming back soon though." Excitement had built up in his tone as his eyes twinkled again thinking back to when he was in the embassy. "Oh this? Ha, good luck with me getting that, I made this a week and a half ago. I have more in the fridge, would you like some? I have lemon and stuff to add to it..." He wasn't thinking, this guy didn't even know him, but hell, he had gotten incredibly lonely over the days past.
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Post by Master_Rollipolly on Mar 1, 2009 21:06:54 GMT -5
Hearing these words and that laughter, anger built up inside of him. It swirled and engulfed him from the inside, from his stomach to his chest, his head, he could feel his cheeks burning as his face turned redder from the heated fury. "You........." He clenched his teeth, fists clenched tight enough for his nails to dig into the palms of his hands, his breathing became harsher and he felt as though he was going to explode, his jaws straining to keep his teeth from shattering. " YOU FUCK-ING DICK-HEAD! ARE YOU BLOODY FUCKING OUT OF YOUR FUCKING MIND!! DO YOU HAVE ANY FUCKING IDEA WHAT YOU JUST DID, WHAT YOU INTERUPTED BECAUSE YOU WANTED TO FUCKING CHIT-CHAT OVER TEA!!!>?> " He was more than angry, he was baffled, furious, blow away and about to smash this bastard's head into the floor. He was two wells away, about and hour and a half from completeling this mission and heading back to the embassy with a smile on his face to show up those cowards that he could come back from any hell on earth and then sit back and watch the grey nations slowly fall apart and now he was at a set back, a failure almost, because some bloody moron who claimed to be and double agent for the Black Nation wanted to have.....TEA!!? "LET ME OUT OF HERE SO I CAN SMASH YOUR BLOODY FACE INTO THE GROUND AND SHOW YOU THE FUCKING PERIL YOU JUST CAUSED!!!" His face was beyond red now.
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Post by ShadesofGrey on Mar 1, 2009 21:15:58 GMT -5
"Well I would have let you go but after seeing you have a fit like that I don't think that would be very smart on my behalf. Don't worry though, I finished it for you. You were down for a while so I finished poisioning things and what not. It was less likely for them to see me do it anyway, I look more like them that you do. He felt something strange happening below his belt but didn't think anything of it, hell, he wasn't gay. Or so he thought. "So, tell me what I want to know....What's your name. Call me Jackie." He grinned proudly, he felt mistchevious for some reason right now and he didn't know why. It was the outside person that was here, the other Black agent. He was so excited. "Jackie Black." He carried the famous last name that ran in the Embassy and was so proud.
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Post by Master_Rollipolly on Mar 1, 2009 21:40:43 GMT -5
The anger didn't die down, not one bit, hell this was worse, having someone else finish the mission that you started but he was right, being angry like this wasn't his ticket to freedom, so he had to hold out for awhile, just until he could get some leeway to this rope. "Heh, niave fool....giving out your name like that,....Mr. Crocodile....at your service..." He bowed his head slightly, mocking the other's power in the manner that he did. "Thanks...." He practically hissed the word, trying to sound as sincere as he could. "...your probably......right...I would have been caught eventually...." He looked up at him, trying his defeated face on for size, only to figure out that it was rather two sizes too small and his true hatred for the other agent was about to burst out ripping the false mask apart in two. To hide this, he looked down, crossing his legs in indian style and hiding under his bushy hair. He felt a little bit better, the anger slowly draining from him like an emptying sink, but he held on to a cupful of it, waiting for the need for his extra adrenaline. He pulled in a lung full of air, thankful that it could replenish his throbbing lungs and let out a sigh. "Ehh,....hows about you letting me out and I'll take a cup full of tea." His voice was raspy, sounding as though a crocodile would if he was human; The man never failed to live up to his name, dispite the way he actually received it.
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Post by ShadesofGrey on Mar 1, 2009 21:48:53 GMT -5
He sighed. "You know, I almost fill bad for you. How about this, you take me with you back to the embassy and I'll let you go...?" He asked wanting more than anything to get back. Slipping over behind the other, quickly, he hadn't made much noise in these movements. "You can't really hide your emotions from me, I'm seeing through that mask of your's and it's not fooling anyone. But, I want to return so....What do you say, Raoule?" He asked, having kept up with a few things that he was granted to know about.
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Post by Master_Rollipolly on Mar 1, 2009 22:01:33 GMT -5
Raoule had to hide the fact that he was holding back the urge to growl out a threat and stuggle until he was free and rip the other man's face off. He let out a sigh, half way accepting the defeat and looked away, being the overly proud, stubborn jack-ass he was, before giving him his answer. "Well, I see I have no choice......so then it's a deal......" He really didn't want to give up his pride, but the longer they stayed here, the bigger risk they had of getting caught and who knows where the hell that could take them so he'd settle his grudge against this guy later. "So...a double agent huh, how do I know I can trust you...?" Small talk during the process of getting free seemed to make it go faster...although not fast enough for Croc.'s sake and the longer it took, the more restless he got. He waited until he was completly free and regaining his strength before he swung the other agent around and socked him in the jaw, pushing him with full force to the floor and banging his head onto the floor. "Told ya I would do it......now then, about this deal..." He spit into his hand and offered it to Jackie, to confirm the deal.
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Post by ShadesofGrey on Mar 1, 2009 22:09:50 GMT -5
He was wincing no doubt, the fuck was that. He growled. "I told you my name, why wouldn't that mean you could trust me?" He felt of his jaw for a few moments, checking things out, making sure he hadn't lost and teeth. "Asshole..." He spit in his hand, a bit of blood mixed in with his spit as he reached out and shook the other's hand not giving him the chance to draw back. Standing back up he grimaced. Then a smirk as he leaned back a bit and let on go right where the sun don't shine, into Mr. Crocodiles family jewls. "That was for the hit to the face, it was so unneeded!" He growled. "If I wasn't a Black agent you two timing basterd I would have turned you in and reported everything that I saw. Fucking idot!" Then came a few curses in Russian as he crawled around on the taller man, climbing onto his back again. "Now then, on ward!" He decalared.
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Post by Master_Rollipolly on Mar 1, 2009 22:32:46 GMT -5
Raoule never saw it coming but it hurt like a bitch and he crouched down, holding his hand there to protect his sore spot. "You.....fucking.....asshole..." He grimaced, trying to pull in the pain, trying not to look too hurt from it. When one was too look tough, he had to act it as well, no matter how bad it hurt. He felt the other climb onto his back, feeling like a tree or a horse. He managed to suck it up and stood, shaking a bit, then he pulled the other off his back and dropped him on the floor. "Be a man and walk...for God's sake..." He shook off what was left of the pain and started the walk back, halfway hoping that the other wouldn't follow him.
* * * It was about midnight when they finally decided they were far enough to make camp and replenish they're energy. Croc sat close to the fire, using the flames to light his halfsmoked cigar, when one was in the middle of a war, you learned to conserve. He wanted food more than the cuben flavored smoke that coated his tongue and blackened his lungs but you dealt with what you had and you were greatful. "So...Mr. Black...what brings you to Korea?" He tried to hide his anger towards him again, succeeding more this time.
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Post by ShadesofGrey on Mar 1, 2009 22:43:42 GMT -5
He wasn't all there, he was over here for a moment, rummaging to go over there, hopping a bit, then he took a long run to a different area and got a few more things. It didn't take him but maybe twenty minutes to have gathered a shirt full of fruit and berries, having lost it to gather everything he finally slipped it back on. "Oh well... I was told to go with the Grays so I did." He shrugged looking him over. "I wouldn't do this on a normal occassion but if you're hungry have some...." There was plenty for the two of them and Jackie had to have them all washed first so that they were clean but it was there. "Why don't you like me?" He asked half heartedly but there was a tone that said he was curious. He was sitting on a bag that he had rolled up, one other one next to him that he didn't let out of his sight for too long. But he tired to focus on Mr. Crocodile.
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Post by Master_Rollipolly on Mar 1, 2009 22:59:52 GMT -5
"Thanks...." He murmured taking some greatfully, and passing the cigar towards him. "Here, I don't mind sharing either..." He still didn't trust this guy but he sucked it up and dealt with it. He watched Jackie, taking in his movements, trying to predict him but failing horribly. It pissed him off, since predicting people in his mind was one of his favorite pass times. He liked being one step ahead of his opponent, but with this guy, it was like watching a cherry bomb, you'd throw it one way and it'd pop the right, wrong, and then a completely different way then you could expect...and it pissed him off dearly. "What the hell are you?....you twitch worse than a gittery chipmuck on acid." He grumbled, whiping his nose, and shedding his own layer of clothes........the humidity finally getting to him.
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