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Post by ShadesofGrey on Jan 6, 2009 19:57:21 GMT -5
The Red agent was now getting off his flight to the biggest Gray Nation continent, that's right, Australia. He stretched and cracked his neck. "Ahh..." He ground out as he stretched more, it was a cat like one at that were your arms extend way over your head. Walking over to the luggage area and found his bags picking them up and waltzing out of there. No one asked questions, his equipment was well hidden. This wasn't a big mission just a stakeout.
"Now...a place of board...si." He was rather happy, he had recovered from his last mission very nicely and was more than excited to be getting something he found as to being so easy. Flagging down a taxi he was taken to a strip of businesses and hotels where the Spaniard would choose to stay. Heading up to a room that was assigned to him sometime later he fell onto the bed to have a little nap before beginning his mission. He had to spy on some little Grey agent, big deal. Waking a few hours later he got up and showered, not too quickly Red didn't see why he wasn't allowed to enjoy himself here. And then it was time to start.
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Post by Master_Rollipolly on Jan 6, 2009 20:13:00 GMT -5
An all too well known blue agent had also been asked to serve his embassy in Australia and frankly he was more than pissed about it. His last failure was a big gap in the Blue Nation's future plans to increase their defenses and who better to take the blame than the blue nation rookie who so much as pleaded his boss for the mission and swore he wouldn't let them down, hah how he had them convinced then, but now, now his boss would hardly even trust him on a simple delivery mission. If he had told them about what happened, he'd probably gotten off the hook but that was too far back and it was useless coming up with excuses now.
Lets face it, he was getting off to a bad start but things were getting better. With the mission already complete, that gave him at least two days of free time to goof off and fool around in another country, buying this and that and trying out the local foods, nightlife etc. In his process of 'working' he stumbled across a rather familiar face. He wasn't sure at first but after some snooping it turned out to be that Red Agent that costed him the trust of the entire embassy, tch that bastard. Avoiding him would be absolutely easy, of course....who would want to do that. Revenge, now that's an idea, besides, there's nothing sweeter than revenge....of course..it has some bitter consequences but those were worth it. He grinned watching him through binoculars and planning, oh this was perfect.
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Post by ShadesofGrey on Jan 6, 2009 20:35:44 GMT -5
After having done some investigating on his Grey agent his Embassy sent him to spy on. Locating the other's residential area he went a hum on his lips and a skip in his step...well almost a skip. He was setting up, one moment in sight then out of it in another blink of the eye. A microphone here, a small out of sight camera there, another bug here and there throughout the agents rooms of the unknown man's apartment, he even bugged the bathroom knowing as it should be a private place it was just the right place for someone to spill information to a leader over the phone or just rehearse in front of the mirror for what could be a big meeting with other agents. Adjustments were going to be needed, so he got out his small tool kit and began on the bathroom monitors.
"There..." He said after fixing those to blur out certain images that the Spanish male wasn't very interested in seeing. After bugging a few articles of clothing, like micro bugging in the stitches, he nodded. "Job well done." The picking his next location he nodded getting out the rest of his gear. A pen and note pad, it was very reliable that way. Incase someone ambushed him, though he saw it unlikely that if that did happen that he would lose, it could be burned and then the assaulter would have nothing to go off of. Victory was always so sweet and enjoyable. Putting a headset on he also attached a wire to something that was in a hidden location, record-able just incase he missed something, you know bathroom breaks are needed for everyone as was food. The monitors were the next items he had to set up to get the visual images. Then a cozy chair to sit in after shutting all blinds, arming the door with it's own locking system and making sure that the windows were locked. He sat and waited.
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Post by Master_Rollipolly on Jan 6, 2009 21:07:50 GMT -5
Paulie watched the red nation very carefully, getting an idea of what he was doing. He had shut all the blinds so that made things a little harder but not impossible. He made his way, carefully, into the building, a floor above him and climbed into the venting system. Vents came in so handy for a spy and without a doubt, anyone would tell you it's the best way to enter a building, a little dusty and some spiders but other wise it was perfect. It took him a little while but soon he found the vent that led to the room and he had a perfect veiw of the Red Nation's back. He watched him, waiting patently, learning everything he needed, and preparing himself for the attack.
He had an old red nation poison that would knock you out in an instant if inhaled deeply, how handy the red nations could be sometimes. He waited until he felt enough time had past and he silently unscrewed the vent and pulled it off, making sure to keep silent. He seemed interested in what was happening on the screen anyway but still. He jumped down, landing with ease and pulling out his weapon. He dabbed a good amount on the cloth and krept up behind him. One fast movement, thats all it would take. He grabbed him around the neck with one hand and pressed the cloth to his nose and mouth holding him there until he felt the body go limp. Success.
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Post by ShadesofGrey on Jan 6, 2009 21:20:53 GMT -5
There was a struggle that was assured, hand scratching and trying to pull at the Blue Nation man's arms and hands, a look of slight terror on his face...no that was just surprise. Even though his attempts failed him horribly, the wall would never go down without a fight. How inconveniant though, his own Nation's chemicals being used against him. He was heavy, that too was assured, nothing but muscle and attitude made up the man that was limp in the Blue agent's arms. Head drooping and body slumping, it was now the man Red had named Azul to have his revenge. Needless to say someone wouldn't be a happy camper upon awakening.
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Post by Master_Rollipolly on Jan 6, 2009 21:34:24 GMT -5
Paulie smiled at his success, but nearly fell upon holding him up. It was rather late and he was able to get him into a taxi telling the cab driver that he was out cold from drinking. That work beautifully fore the driver, for a little extra cash, helped him get red into the hotel room he was staying at. He thanked him and waited for the car to pull away before he got to work. Getting revenge, not just ordanary revenge, but the really sweet, 'I'll never forget this', revenge required a little extra time and efforts, but it was all worth it.
It took him awhile, but by the time he was done, the red nation was strapped by numorous ropes, belts and chains his arms to the ceiling, standing up on his knees with his legs chained to the floor in several different places. He removed his shirt, mainly because he had a cool tattoo on his back and he wanted to get a good look at it while he still had a chance. He would most likely have a horrible headache when he woke up but that was just an add on and he would make it ten times worse. He double checked everything, making sure the other wouldn't be able to move before he left him to make a cup of tea and relax a bit. His muscles were sore just from carrying him up there, oh how he would pay.
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Post by ShadesofGrey on Jan 6, 2009 22:20:30 GMT -5
There was a cold, smooth and a harsh feeling on his arms and legs as the Red agent started to come back around. He held in a groan as the headache slapped him in the face and wobbled around a bit, the clinking of chains, the swaying of ropes and the movement of belts sang in the air as he did so. 'Where the hell am I?" Red thought to himself, he didn't recognize his surroundings and wasn't feeling too good right now. Peeping down and closing his eyes quickly to let the spinning stop he noticed his shirt was gone, along with his coat. "Damn...." He groaned waiting for what he would assume to be his captor to come in to see him.
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Post by Master_Rollipolly on Jan 8, 2009 19:49:41 GMT -5
Paulie heard movement in the other room and cleaned himself up a bit, putting his jacket back on and walked into the room with a smile placed gently upon his lips. "Bonjour, Monsieur Rouge..." He let the words flow like velvet, as if he were greeting a company client instead of the man he was about to torture for ruining his name in his own embassy. "Did you have a nice nap?" He asked, walking around in the room, fixing lamps, other things like that, as if the red nation wasn't even there. He glanced over at him, examining his expression. "What, do you not remember me?" He blinked a few times with an almost shocked expression, as if Red should know him very well. "...well thats funny you see because, I thought for sure you'd remember the agent that you.." He trailed off for a moment, as if he were searching for the right words, then came back, his voice getting angrier with every word. "...that you..made look like a damned fool in front of his boss and his embassador when you fucked up my damn mission!!" He wasn't so angry besides the rape part, otherwise, he probably would have let it go.
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Post by ShadesofGrey on Jan 8, 2009 20:05:47 GMT -5
Red was steadying his breathing, there was a sick feeling in the pit of his stomach as the room was still wobbling a bit and he was trying to look around it. Then a cunning grin. "No, senior Azul. I remember you very ...." He paused, imitating the blue agent, as though he was searching for the correct word. "Vividly." He chuckled. "Don't take me as a pushover or a fool, I didn't fuck up your mission, I just simply completed mine, don't you agree?" He asked with a sly tone, he was doing nothing more than correctingly mocking the other. This would be interesting and definatly painful. "Nap? I had no nap, naps don't cause one to wake up aching in the head...." He snarled a bit, glaring at the man that held him captive.
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Post by Master_Rollipolly on Jan 8, 2009 20:18:02 GMT -5
"I doubt it was anyone's fucking orders to do that to me!" He snapped at him, wishing he could ruin this guys life just as much as he did his. Okay so it was a slight over-reaction but still, he deserved it after all. He fixed his hair, pulling it out of his face before turning away from him. He went over to one of the tables and opened the small drawer just under it, looking through. "No matter..." He murmured, getting his relaxed feeling back. "...From the way you reacted to what you did, I'm assuming I'm not the only one who had to deal with that,....but I assure you." He turned around lighting a cigarette in his mouth and enhailing the much needed smoke, letting the ribbons curl in the air as he exhaled. He walked over to him taking another puff on the cancer stick. "....I assure you, if no one else, I will get revenge for that." With that he took one more, then put it out with a twist into Red's side, twisting it slowly and firm.
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Post by ShadesofGrey on Jan 8, 2009 20:35:31 GMT -5
He chuckled. "No one else lived to do so...I was nice to you, you should be thankful really..." The Spaniard said smugly. Watching the slender man dressed in blue carefully, his breathing picking up a bit. Biting down hard on his lower lip getting a little blood drawn form it, holding back a groaned yelp of pain. Jerking on the ropes and chains to try and free himself from the bindings and move out of the cigarettes reach. It was to no avil though, glaring fouriously he hocked back and spat at the blue agent, landing it over the other's lovely brown eyes. Smirking he gave a slight huff, his own mohogany eyes seeming darker than usual.
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Post by Master_Rollipolly on Jan 8, 2009 21:04:13 GMT -5
Paulie grimaced, whiping his eyes, then glaring at him more. "Alright fine, I guess I am greatful that I could live to get revenge on a Red Nation bastard like you, so I guess a thankyou is in order." He puled a knife from the shealth that he had securely hidden in his coat pocket and running it lightly down his chest. "So......thankyou, Meerci~... for taking my dignity..." With the word dignity said, he put a little more pressure, just enough to barley slice the skin except for a nip here and there. "....and merci....for making me look like a fool to my boss and ambassador." A little more pressure, enough to cut shallow slices in the skin, still moving slowly. "....and merci...merci for fucking up my chances of getting another good mission in the next fucking eight months." With that snapped, he stabbed him deeply, in the shoulder and cut deep into the muscle, twisting the knife.
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Post by ShadesofGrey on Jan 8, 2009 21:17:08 GMT -5
He whailed out a horrible cry of pain as the knife was twisted, panting, injured arm twitching, a horrid burning sensation running throughout his chest from his shoulder. Having his eyes screwed shut he managed a grin. "I...." A slight coldsweat starting to appear on his tanned skin. "I suppose....you deserve a.....you're welcome, huh....Azul?" He managed to get out through pants as he slightly opened his eyes. There went his headach, this pain brought him to complete reality and that was the only thing that was hurting right now. "Tell...tell me Azul.....did you enjoy it?.....In the end it felt good right?" He asked, voice low and husky.
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Post by Master_Rollipolly on Jan 8, 2009 21:31:52 GMT -5
"NO! Never!" He snarled pulling the knife sharply and qucikly out of his shoulder. "I hate it, every goddamned second,...." He took a few deep breaths, before regaining his cool once more. "...besides, it was hardly what I call satisfying..." Even if it was an insult, it was halfway true. "You can't just fuck someone and expect them to feel something as well....it just hurts and..." He stopped himself there, lighting another cigarette and taking a seat on a small table. "...besides, what would make you think the victem would enjoy rape....not very good sex at that." He took a long drag on the cigarette, savoring it's taste and leaning his head back, slowly blowing the smoke into the air. "Fuck..., I'm getting tired of you already...dammit, and revenge was supposed to be fun too."
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Post by ShadesofGrey on Jan 8, 2009 21:37:49 GMT -5
Teeth clenched, body jerking as a few muscels constricted time and time again, coughing. "You would be surprised...." He manged to choke out, the pain intensifying, burning sering pain with warm blood to show on his chest. "Heh...." He hung his head letting the chains, belts, and ropes hold him up. Staring down at the ground he smirked. Cocky son'uv'a bitch. "You just don't know how to get revenge!" He snapped.
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