The Vanguard

[Aqualung]

Femme Fatale nodded curtly, looking around the group. "Sounds like the matter is settled, then." She turned south, towards the location of the hidden base. "Unless any of you have some magical tracking powers... It looks like we'll be taking the slow walk.

She stepped forward, and seemingly without notice, called forth the golden translucent path beneath her feet once more, keeping her hovering an inch or two above the muddy ground as she walked, her white boots without a smear. Growing suddenly hot from the intense stickiness, she plucked her gloves from her fingers and tucked them into her belt, and began the trek forward, the little glowing road appearing a few feet ahead at a time.

 

[Berethond]

Nietzsche disappeared, then reappeared on a tree branch a hundred yards aware. He looked back at the others, and saw the Femme Fatale walking on her golden path.

"Heh." He snorted to himself. "Like they won't see that coming."

Nietzsche checked his knives, starting with the two strapped to his ankles, then the one on the back of his belt, the small one in his pocket, and the two tied to both his wrists. He was ready.

He watched the group advance from the safety and privacy of his trees.

 

[AWC Viper]

mark Pulled the Cigar from his belt and proceeded to light it, Seeing the others starting to move out, he followed staying close to the tree line while leaving as little trace as possible.

 

[Captainguy42]

In the Interrogation and Holding Room

The Untouchable was strapped onto a metal table, his hands and feet encased in steel locks, his midsection held with an steel band. He was stripped down to the waste, and on his body were numerous cuts, bruises, and welts. What little clothing he was wearing was ragged, save for his mask, which still in place over his face. A lone figure walked into the room pushing a cart, he was thin and tall, wearing a black lab coat, and his face was wearing a expression that a small boy would wear as he got ready to play.

"Greeting Doc'" The Untouchable said non-chalantly as he braced himself for another round of torture.

"Chipper as ever I see. I think today we'll try something different today." The Torturer replied.

"Oh boy! Another one of you twisted torture plans! Wait do I have to clean my room first?" Untouchable said with his voice dripping in sarcasm.

" You know my first reaction is to assume your being sarcastic but after two months of torture without any real change I'm starting to think your enjoying our little play-dates."

"Ya I just love getting the shit beating out of by some sadistic Neo-Nazi, It's like Christmas came early."

"Well lets see if this doesn't change things." As he talked, The Torturer glued two electrodes onto the Untouchables chest. Without a word he pushed a button and thousands of volts arced through The Untouchable's chest. He writhed silently in pain, making sure not to let a single noise out of his mouth.

"Tell me what you know!" The Torturer screamed.

"The Harry Potter series was suppose to be ten books long, but the Parliament didn't want Rowling to get that much popularity so they cut it at seven." Growled The Untouchable through clenched teeth.

"Your stalling! Tell us!"

"All sales tax goes to fund top secret federal weapons projects."

"Meaningless blithering! You know what I want!"

"Sorry Doc, must have slipped my mind."

"The snitch! Who told were to find us!" The Torturer asked his face going red with irritation.

"Alright, alright, stop, I'll tell!" Untouchable pleaded. The Torturer stopped the electricity and leaned in closely to hear what The Untouchable was going to say.

"The Snitch, is" The Untouchable said between gasping for breaths, "Your mother!" Behind his mask he smiled.

The Torturer look down and resumed the electricity slowly reaching a lethal charge.

 

[Aqualung]

Femme Fatale looked up to Neitzsche on his branch. As she did, the golden path dimmed darker and darker, until the pathway was entirely transparent. She appeared to be floating in mid air. She raised an eyebrow, staring at him quite simply.

"Less noticeable than footprints, isn't it? And doesn't smell as repugnant as cigars, either," she said, making no notice of Mark but a mildly bothered face by the scent of his treat. The people of my country smoke like there's no tomorrow... Yet I still can't stand the taste.

Maybe I've seen one too many burning buildings in my time.

She continued walking onward, her gaze focused ahead. "We may not get along on this little adventure, but it would do us all some good to at least cooperate."

 

[AWC Viper]

Mark looked at femme fetal with a blank stare, and proceeded to extinguish his cigar "maybe i should wait until the mission is complete?".

 

[Aqualung]

She smiled coyly, looking at Mark for a moment before speaking. "It makes no difference to me. Should we be caught by the enemy, we could always capture and interrogate one of them to help us inside- maybe with an ID pass, or the like.

But then, that might make a nice celebratory treat, would it not?"

 

[AWC Viper]

"im all for the Capture and torture of the enemy, Pain get's all information we need" said mark as he pulled his knife from it's Sheath checking it's blade for dullness and strength. "so....we going to capture one or what?"

 

[Sporky111]

"Honestly. . ." Jared said under his breath. Then louder he said, "We have to find an entrance to this place first. Don't get ahead of yourself."

He stepped onto the spot where the base was supposed to be and looked around. It was very well disguised. He scuffed his foot across the ground a few times until he found concrete under the mulch. "Very nice."

He whipped a 6' wide circle around himself clear of debris with little effort, and found only more uniform concrete. "Any ideas?"

 

[Captainguy42]

The walls were approximately 2 feet thick of reinforced concrete. The base had only one entrance on the surface, and no regular patrols, although the area was covered in camera's and sensors. It was only a matter of time, and one will spot you and send out a squad to dispatch you.

Spoiler: Challenge

Gain entrance into the base by any means.
Post count: 5

 

[AWC Viper]

"well i got some C-4. i say we Blast a hole in and Get the Untouchable out, maybe not as stealthy as i would like but it would work." Mark said, Pulling the 1/2 pound Brick of C-4 out of his pack

 

[Time Travelling Toaster]

"Or the guy that can teleport goes in and opens the door?" Chris grunts pulling down a small tree that blocked his path.

"Or I could try and fly over the wall and do it," he glances at Mark, "we have more options than blowing up the wall."

 

[AWC Viper]

"alright" mark Sighed as he put the Explosive compound away "we'll do it your way" as he Scanned for any disturbances in the distance.

 

[Time Travelling Toaster]

"Right," nods Chris before muttering something in an unknown tongue.

His body starts to twist as his skin turns a metallic grey colour. The skin splits at the joints and a new materiel takes their place.

"I'll be quick," Xion growls as two barbs begin to take shape as wings on his back, after a few seconds they erupt to form full wings.

10 seconds later he's in flight over the wall of the compound. And falling with a thump onto one of the gate guards, "Good night," he snarls pushing a small blade from his finger through his eye killing him silently.

Flipping the switch the the gate draws open slowly as he changes back to Chris, "nice to see you again," he smirks pulling his glasses back on.

Spoiler: OOC

Hope that's alright

 

[AWC Viper]

"Alright then........i guess we go inside now?" said mark as he pulled his Ghillie's hood over his head.

Mark took point and Entered the compound Hoping that no one else saw Chris Attack the guard, He Stood there, Just listening for any footsteps from the Guards, "Sounds like no one will miss him." mark said looking over at Chris "Now What do we do about the Sensors?"

 

[Sporky111]

"Good job." Jared said as he stepped inside and started to look around. I need some armor. A quick search of the room, which seemed to be only a foyer, led him to a large weapon rack. A dozen rifles and sidearms leapt off the rack and floated in a circle around him. He then focused on tearing the rack from the wall and twisting it around his chest and torso. A pair of doors from the bottom of the setup found themselves wrapped around his thighs and covering his knees.

Satisfied but still vulnerable from behind, he simultaneously stripped each of the guns down to their components and arranged the varied parts on his back. The stocks and grips laid flat against his back while the magazines and other small parts stood up in a triple row of spikes on his spine. He fell in behind the others as they moved ahead.

EDIT: Okay, ninja'd. I don't think it's worth changing, though.

Spoiler

I wanted to go into detail here for fun because we seem to have time, but in the future it will be more spontaneous.

 

[AWC Viper]

Mark looked at Jared, "subtle mate, very subtle" as he searched the Guard for any information.

 

[Aqualung]

"If you can locate all of the cameras and sensors, I should be able to isolate the electric current within the circuit and cut off the power long enough for us to slip through." She scanned the area, her eyes narrowed sharply. In no time at all, she spotted a small rotating camera perched on the wall like a metal raven, staring away from them.

She raised a hand, palm facing the camera. A dim golden bubbled appeared around its body; the small blinking red light on the camera faded, and it stopped swiveling back and forth. She lowered her arm, but the field remained.

"Point out any other sensors or cameras you see or hear. I'll silence them- but we should move quickly, before someone decides to investigate."

Spoiler: OOC

So basically, just walk freely and assume that she silences anything we stumble upon, if that's alright.

EDIT: Alright, ninja's also. Assume my post went before yours, then?

 

[Berethond]

"Sorry guys." Nietzsche said. "I was out killing sentries and I didn't hear you ask for help with the door."

Nietzsche vanished and reappeared, this time with a dead body at his feet. "See?" He said before vanishing and reappearing, without the body this time.

"Anyways, I'm here now."

 

[Sporky111]

"Mark, you're the one wearing a Ghillie suit indoors" He retorted. Mark finished his search and they walked past the disabled camera and down a staircase, listening closely for any more guards. Despite the amount of metal on him, Jared was surprisingly quiet as he moved.