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Post by John Smith on Mar 16, 2007 0:55:57 GMT 1
He pushed open the door and was on the roof of Kvist's apartment building. For some reason, the cameras never worked in this building. Maybe some 18 year old sociopath, with other fun mental "problems", had crushed them in the darkness of the night, or perhaps it was just rats? Who could tell. A breeze brought a scent of pollution to Kvist as he spoke in to the celly, apparently his raid on the girl dressing room had gone successfully. Group two's morale was near the end and they would go to death for Kvist now. The other group had met resistance and had covered their faces after getting orders from Kvist and couldn't be picked out on the cameras. Only one loose end remained. Darren somehow easily overtaking trained fighters that outnumbered him twenty-five-to-one. No matter.
“I see. So, most of them will be back in fighting shape in a couple of days? Good good. Oh, and well done.”
He closed his cell phone and threw it into his pocket before reaching the edge of the roof looking over the school. A short look told him that no real damage had happened, and they were removing the last of the faculty down there. He closed his eyes and pushed away the need for a childish remark. He had to re-mature again.
“Damn nice work down there, Dean…”
He let that remark hang dryly in the air for some moments before he got back to words again. He turned his body around, but his face was a bit slower as it took another glance at the school again, so much fuzz for no reason at all. Nothing had been gained, except some irritations had been worked out.
“Tell me something Dean, did you notice anything odd about today’s event?”
He raised a curious eyebrow at Dean… Waiting patiently for his reply.
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Post by Dean on Mar 16, 2007 1:18:27 GMT 1
Dean followed closely behind Kvist as he walked to the roof of his apartment building. Dean waited patiently for Kvist to stop talking on his phone before he even tried to do anything, so Dean waited against the wall until he was spoken too, no less than 30 seconds later and Kvist spoke to Dean.
“Damn nice work down there, Dean…”
Dean walked slightly closer to Kvist and took a quick look over the side at the school, not much property damage but there were still people being helped to their feet and out the school grounds. When Kvist looked at Dean after his comment Dean simply bowed his head and with a quick “Thank you sir.” Stood back up straight again.
“Tell me something Dean, did you notice anything odd about today’s event?”
Dean smiled slightly and gave a small chuckle then answered “The only thing I noticed was that Kurtz decided to break up the fun a little too early, but the speech he gave was a little interesting. What did you notice about it?” Dean stared at Kvist with a straight face and put his hands in his pockets waiting to hear what his leader had to say.
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Post by John Smith on Mar 16, 2007 1:36:38 GMT 1
”… Kurtz just tried to save face there. But it is nice to know that he’d rather punish his own than his enemies. But fuck that for now. Didn’t you notice how sporadic the pillars showed up? And how little power they had on their own? How can we exploit this?”
Kvist wondered what kind of plan Dean could come up with in the matter of moments. It would require some abstract thinking if Dean were to reach the best possible end, and most plausible way of dealing with the pillars. If Dean decided to use more than five seconds of thinking, Kvist would start to tap with his left foot to urge Dean on to saying something Kvist might use. After all, having someone else’s opinion about the matter helped, or just some ideas that he could use. He leaned back against the back lean and prepared himself for either cramping up his stomach if Dean proposed something completely stupid and he had to hold back laughter and at the same time prepared to give him a compliment if it was anywhere near smart.
See this as the test of your mind Dean… I need to see if you can handle some simple planning.
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Post by Dean on Mar 16, 2007 1:58:40 GMT 1
Dean paced back and forth as Kvist spoke and then a couple of seconds later Dean had come up with an idea, he didn’t know if it was any good or needed more explanation. “The first thing that comes to mind for me is an ambush, jump them while their bitches aint around to save them. But taking all three on together could be trouble, Tiao appears to be the main fighter, he is quick to jump into a fight so he would be a good one to take out first.”
Dean took a quick breather and looked a Kvist to see if he had anything to add or any reaction at all before Dean continued to speak
“From what I have been told Kurtz is the smartest of the three, choosing to stop fighting completely instead of joining in or slowing it down, he would be a good second target.”
Dean took another quick breather and waited for anything to be added. Dean began to imagine what would happen if all the pillars and the captain were to lose their ranks, while imagining this Dean would say the last part of his quickly thought up plan
“That leaves Darren, I’m almost positive he is a good fighter, how else would he have kept captainship for this long if he was weak, but he isn’t stupid either. I say we save him for last, surly his and the school moral would have dropped knowing that the pillars have been broken, and soon the school will fall beneath you.”
Dean smiled after he said this last part as he began to wonder about how the school would be if The Hand of Fate controlled the pillar and captain ranks. After a few seconds of silence Dean would look at Kvist again and wait for any sort of response.
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Post by John Smith on Mar 16, 2007 14:45:41 GMT 1
"Well done. And what about the football team? And the baseball team? And the rest of the school teams that seem to be puppetered by the puppets?"
Kvist was slowly leading Dean to the right answer for Kvist, dealing with 3 people wasn't fun, when you could completely annihilate the entire school system, and besides, the school teams would support their former oppresors, they had to be removed, for good. There was a reason Kvist had remade the Hand of Fate, despite that he first had planned on keeping things a bit more simple. He had already sat on Varron City before his fall had come about and learned a lot of usefull stuff from that short month. The following month in prison had been equally interesting and learning. A simple rule was in his mind: Always expect the unexpected and deal with it with something unexpected. The way to the top. AND the bottom.
"And remember the good ol' principal..."
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Post by Dean on Mar 17, 2007 1:34:14 GMT 1
Dean chuckled slightly after Kvist finished speaking. ~The principal should be last to take out. Ill talk about him at the end~ Dean chuckled once more then began talking
“We could go straight for the puppet master, but why kill the spider when you can rip all its legs of first?” Dean walked over to the edge of the roof and looked over it as the last few people outside were escorted off the site.
“Wouldn’t you rather watch their dear principal lose all his influence before finally crushing him? Heck you wouldn’t even need to do it, just send me, Tank or Trent, but where is the satisfaction in that eh?” Dean turned around and faced Kvist once more.
“Leave the teams to your soldiers, I don’t think they would have too much trouble, you could always send me, JT and Tank out after them. I have been looking for an excuse to boss them around. Or if you get really lazy, you could always pull a Marcus and blow the ten tonnes of shit out of the school. Either way suits me just fine.”
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Post by John Smith on Mar 18, 2007 0:46:37 GMT 1
”And that just made it complicated. From dealing with 3 people, we ended up with a plan that involves the ruin of hundreds of people. A plan that turns the entire school hostile to us. A plan that would eventually come and tear us apart.”
Kvist ended his short speech and started to walk over to a different part of the roof. Casting a long shade across the roof. He watched the parking lot. There were hundreds of student cars and motorcycles parked there. He had some ideas about ruining some of them in order to keep some people in line, and to get some revenge at Leon for him turning down Kvist’s offer of peace. Now, once again he would be in the middle of things. Things Kvist would be responsible for.
“The Watchmen must take the blame. We get what we want and the school will hate our enemies. A win/win situation for us. But for now, I have some things I’d like you to do: First: Find me a good hacker/cracker/computer-wiz or whatever you call ‘em. Second: Make the German Swastika in fire, on the pillars table, tonight. Don’t get fucking caught. Third: Find a arms supplier for me to meet. I heard a man at the docks might be dangerous. Can’t have him spoil everything. Once you've found the people, met me at an adress I'll give you later...”
Kvist turned around and took a closer look at his officer. Three very simple orders, but hard to carry out. The aftermath would be even harder.
“Once the teams are down, we go by your list, Tiao, Kurtz, and as the grand finale Darren. He will hang like Kira did. From there on, Liam Macmillan is powerless. We beat the system. And after that, we milk it for all it’s worth.”
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Post by Dean on Mar 18, 2007 1:59:47 GMT 1
Dean knew Kvist had a point about everyone hating them if they just rampaged and beat everyone up, but Dean just wanted to cause damage, and Kvist was going to let him do that ~A Swastika eh? That could piss a few people off~ Dean smiled and faced Kvist.
“You just get that address ready, you will have your hacker, Swastika and your arms dealer ready by tomorrow night.”
Dean turned to face the door and walked up to it, stopping just before it.
“You just make sure the address is ready for me by tomorrow night, at about 11 o’clock.”
Dean then left the roof and slowly made his way out of the building
“This could be a fun couple of weeks.”
(It's crap i know)
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Post by John Smith on Mar 20, 2007 16:29:42 GMT 1
[... Well, it is you Sonny  ] "You will get it when it's ready..." Kvist said flat and emotionless. He took a last glance at Dean before he left the roof and Kvist could stay there alone. A couple of moments passed without anything happening, then his phone started to buzz and he picked it up. "About time you called back..." 'yeah sorry, had some trouble getting away from the party... What is it?' "Shadow Dean for me, get different Hand members you can trust to do it for you, make sure they are relatively unknown to Dean..." 'Why?' "... Just do it. I have to make sure about something..." 'Yeah sure.' "Use the guys from the second group... They are still fresh. And satisfied." He put the cell phone away and took one last glance at Hircine High. Seems... hollow compared to Varron Academy... A moment of nostalgia passed by him before he pushed it away for more ressourceful thinking. |
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