Tokyoronto

Yoko laughed just as sarcastically at Nina's words. She liked the gal, she was sort of like a sister she could identify with. "Hopefully, Mister Priest Guy doesn't get into trouble for mercy killing someone or something."
When Jack came in, she smirked and leaned back on the table a bit. "Hello, Samurai Jack." she said. "Thanks for the whiskey. I needed it, I had a long night." She took a swig, and then looked at the weapons he brought in. "So, we got another job on our hands. Sweet, I get to kick some more ass."

I've gathered one of the bounty hunter is a religious man and would do almost anything to destroy evil. Though his thoughts seem conflicted. He wants to avenge innocent people, but it requires killing one of his fellow bounty hunters. I can't place my finger on it, but if we try hard enough he might be convinced to join our cause, and Circus is acting up again. Not a surprise. I'll relay new information as I get it. Landerson out. Amelia severed the connection and put up a mental barrier. She didn't like that fact she was taking orders. "I'll play nice for now Brando, but at the first moment that you show weakness. Then and only then will I strike." She muttered. Amelia kept walking until she found an armored vehicle idling behind a chain linked fence that looked electrified. They were loading a bunch of crates and bags into the vehicle. She used her clairvoyance powers to find out what was inside. They were exactly what she thought they were. Weapons and a lot of them.

Brando, I found the truck. The licence plate number is PLC-235. They seem to be loading alot of firepower into it.

Jack ignored the name Yoko called him, and turned his head back to Nina and Toni. They looked ready for action too, so he tossed them the key card into the armory.

"Right, right. Forget the jokes, lets just have a 'family' night. Who wants the grenade launcher I packed? The shotgun? I think I had an Uzi with a bayonet and silencer on it. Don't ask how, but I know this great dealer…"

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Seeing as after the first information he had received required some thought, he mulled it over a bit, and just as he got the second message, he began to speak just once more before the barrier could be put up again.

"Roger. I'll Keep that plate number in mind as I leave with Circus, if she's not too busy. As for you, keep on that truck. If that religious nut appears, perhaps you can fool him. Make him believe you're a victim, being held against your will. Perhaps even try to start a 'relationship' of sorts. One where you could extort information from him. The latter is your call though. Brando out."

"My daughter, you see. I am perfectly sane. If fact I've have never been saner. I do not mind you mocking me. Though when you mock The Father. It tends to get me pissed off." Toni said. It was true too. He used to going around working for the Mafia. The Don almost always counted on him being pissed off. He made more money that way. Then Toni became a liability. So he had him do a suicide mission.

Toni turned towards the route the truck was taking. It was going right past the church. He quickly assessed if he were doing this were the best point of entry would be. Toni pointed to a location on the map, "Here, they are going to attack here. This is where I would storm the truck. Its far away enough from the police station so they won't hear the shots and if they were smart they would cut the power on the police station so they can't receive distress calls." The only reason he knew that is because he had seen a planning for one of these. It was hard to figure out where the best distance away from the police station and the armory.

Jack stared at the point of attack. He rolled it around in his head a bit before coming up with a plan of action to prevent the assault from occurring. He checked out his GPS, and saw the skies would be clear. Again, it wasn't exactly in his best personal interests to trust a man who had religion as a justification for the things he did, especially accusing another hunter of killing innocents (on purpose, he must have thought). Even though it really bothered him, he said nothing most of the time, and just went along with his days best he could…

"If it attacks anywhere, I think Its safe to say we can storm that area by taking a helicopter there, and jumping their asses." suggested Jack. "We can activate the optic camo system and everything!"

Got it, Brando. The location that we discussed. The Truck shouldn't leave for at least another 10 minutes. I'll see you when you storm it. I won't help unless its necessary. Have Circus cut the power to the Police Station. That way their in the dark about the entire thing. Amelia thought to Brando. She severed the connection brought back the wall. She started to think about having a 'relationship' with the holy man. It seemed far fetched for sure. There were way to many risks to it. She might fall for him and not want to hurt him. She continued thinking about it up until the truck was about ready to leave.

(Note, The truck hasn't left. She's gonna stand near by until the truck is leaving.)

Jack snatched a couple speed loaders from his desk, before making a couple calls. After a few moments, he began to form a smirk. He hung up the phone, and grabbed a few knives and explosives for himself, hiding it in his sleeveless jacket, as he grabbed a couple of Wayfarer shades, and most importantly, a single flare. He twirled it as if he was twirling a pistol, showing off the spinning motion a bit, tossing it into the air and catching it with his other hand, before ending the display, and heading for the door.

"There's a reason why our building is near the docks." Said Jack. "We've got some special operations vehicles there, just as the police have boats and shit. Think of it like all those G.I. Joe toys. Anyway, one helicopter, and that's it. We may have some special rides, but apparently it would have hurt the budget to stock up on rides. Probably cause'a all the guns, and our big-ass pay checks, I assume."

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Brando was ready now. After the

He nodded to Circus, and began to move out to find Amelia.

"Circus, cut the power to the police station on your way towards the designated point where we were to meet."

I'll be arriving shortly. The truck should be leaving in approximately seven minutes or less. He told Amelia, leaving for the attack point.

Jack unzipped the bag, and tossed the weapon to her, followed by the rounds, carelessly throwing them at her, as the group headed for the docks. It really was a short drive, and when they got there, a fine speed boat was sitting all by itself, as they walked into one of the warehouses. As they did, a switch was hit, and the roof began to separate to reveal a large door. In the center was a decent looking helicopter, complete with a glass case that held the 'EMERGENCY HIGH POWER SNIPER RIFLE.' Jack scratched his head as he piled into the back, and pulled the M4 he packed, throwing out an extra gun, a FAMAS rifle with some attachments, to whoever sat next to him to help snipe. He reached over to a little area up in the cockpit, and activated some strange device, as the vehicle suddenly turned invisible. He messed with something else, and got a little music playing.

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"Okay. Optic Camo set. God, I love the future…Now we can shoot people from the sky, and not get caught!"

Aaron paid careful attention as they left the alley, making sure to catch every detail around them. He spotted a truck behind an electric fence being loaded up with boxes, though he kept it to himself and thought to tell Tomas later. He leaned on Tomas's head, keeping his balance. "Afterward, I may need to meet these fellow bounty hunters of yours. I'll need to make connections in this city if I'm to help as much as I can. Bounty hunters, no doubt, are a must to know." He let out a small sigh as they got to the warehouse, looking around and sitting up straight. "I don't exactly know where number 13 is. I just hope we find it soon so we can see if it's a big deal."

(Levint, Aixulram, please. hold up for just a moment and go to the OOC. I need to get some things straight.)

Yoko took the rifle, and smirked. She was still pretty sober for the most part, or at least sober enough to hold a high powered gun and aim it. She pretended to shoot someone for a few seconds, then looked at the attachments that came with the rifle. "Damn. This thing looks like it can really shoot. Just look at this thing." she marveled, holding it like one would a child. She looked for ammo, and saw that the thing was already loaded. "Well, yeah. They sure as hell can't see us, but they'll hear us I bet. And they could try to pinpoint where the bullets could be comin' from, so we better keep moving. Not that it wasn't obvious already."

Toni looked at all the equipment, and just whistled. He hadn't seen such pure fire power since a bank raid he did when he was 16. It was his second to last mission. He went over to a case of assault rifles, and he found exactly what he was looking for a M16A3, has three firing modes: Semi-auto, Burst, and Full Auto. This was an amazing weapon. He put it on his back. When Jack showed them the helicopter, he had to say something about God, "If God had intended us to fly he would have given up wings. I am not getting in that."

"If God didn't want you to kill people in his name, he wouldn't have let you touch weaponry." Retorted Jack. "But okay. Go and be our ground recon then, I have an idea. There should be a parking lot of sorts underground. Find the keys to the snow plow, and pack some explosives with you. If we can't stop them from getting the guns, we can just as easily ram the truck into the ammo car and blow up the munitions, keeping these weapons off the streets, if all else fails. Granted, you jump out of the truck in time, which we all know you will…right?"

"Of course, I will. God has bigger plans for me. He won't allow me to kill myself. Then I will never be at his side, and He does want me to kill in his name." Toni said walking towards the parking lot. He found a guard and showed his BH ID, and asked where the keys to the plow were. The guard told him immediatly and pointed them out. Toni thanked him and got the keys and started up the truck. He headed towards the Explosives cache. He packed at least a couple hundred pounds of explosives. He figured if your gonna blow something up might as well do it right. The part of town that was supposed to be the perfect place had little chance of civilians of being in the area, so Toni was fine with using explosives.

Jack waved Toni off, and after everyone was in the copter, plus two fodder bounty hunters who'd pilot the helicopter. The blades began to spin, and soon enough, they'd be soaring into the skies. Jack pulled the doors shut to complete the optic camo, walking cautiously to shut both, left and right, as he sat back down, and stared out the window, before looking back. After a good few minutes, they'd arrived just as the armored car began to move.

"Ammo Check" Said one of the pilots, checking the helicopter's firepower. They packed two rockets, and a mini gun, seemingly more than enough for whatever came their way.

Jack was checking his M4. When that was gun, he played with his revolver, spinning the cylinder that held his precious magnum bullets, before forcing it back into the gun a bit later, and holstering it. He pulled the gun bag he had before, and moved it to the center, gesturing for the others to look in, and take any required additional ammo before the big hit.

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Colonel Brando was not far from Amelia now. He walked farther, raising his right arm, and placing his left hand on his right bicep, as he made a strange series of hand signals. He was letting her know he was there, and they would proceed to attack halfway through.

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Jack stared out the window. His trigger finger was getting itchy.

"Nina, as soon as these doors open, you take the first shot." He instructed. "Fire directly at the people attacking the truck, no mercy. Or if you want to scatter them, fire directly at the truck. It's armored, so one grenade won't do too much, at least I hope not, seeing as I just grabbed it randomly without checking its destructive power. It'll probably make 'em shit their pants to have an explosion come out of thin air…"

As soon as Toni left for the plow, Yoko took her hand and made it into a puppet. "Blah blah blaaaaah. God this, God that. Bigger plans." she babbled, in a makeshift deep voice. "Man, would he just shut up already," she went on, "The only plans we gotta follow right now are ours."
When the helicopter took flight, she steadied herself and looked through the window. "The truck's moving, but I don't see anyone yet. I'm guessing that they're gonna tail it, then attack. Hmm." She then sat back down, and waited for whatever would happen next. In the meantime, she kept looking through the scope, bored out of her skull.

"I dunno. Maybe I knew I got the ++ power 'nades." Shrugged Jack. "Call me crazy, but maybe, MAYBE, I gave you'n'Yoko some heavy duty gear because there's something pleasant, maybe even kinky about a lady getting the heavy duty gear. I don't mind getting a pistol or a rifle or something, I'd be better off doing more with less."

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And at that precise moment, Brando pushed both arms forward, eyes widening, his veins and muscles now more noticeable, but just by a bit, before relaxing his body, crafted by the special forces training he received long ago, as he sent the truck crashing into a building, before it fell back out on its side, one dead guard strewn across the floor, as the guard in the passenger seat, and some from the back where all the weapons were, came on out, guns blazing, while Brando disappeared a moment. They took this time to make sure the truck was securely locked, while the Psychic Colonel waited for either Circus, or Amelia to attack.

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Jack nearly barked a few obscenities when the truck magically appeared to have gone flying. Maybe it was some kind of air cannon or something? it didn't matter. Jack watched on as the guards seemingly had it under control, and he opened the doors just a crack, and directed the helicopter pilots to stay directly overhead.

"Alright. Here's the drill: squeeze the trigger once, and then shut the motherfuckin' doors. Wait a bit, and we'll fire again from a different spot. I think that's the only way I think we can keep up the optic camo."

Jack put his rifle onto burst mode as he began to aim carefully, looking around for the attackers. It was dark, and they were up in the black sky, so it would have been some sort of miracle they saw the gun suspended the air without any visual aid.

"I'm not seeing much- Hey!" pointed out a pilot. "There's a man on the rooftop, dark grey trenchcoat over some sorta green uniform!"

"His buddies must be in the alleyways and the surrounding buildings." Assumed Jack. "Raise Hell, Nina."

Amelia just smiled as she threw the truck into the building. It was easy as hell. All she need to do was just flick her wrist and it went flying. That's when an explosion happened, she shook her head as the explosion wrecked the truck. Those were some powerful grenades. Now the truck wasn't going anywhere. It might have been armor plated but an explosion of that magnitude atleast ripped through the tires. Amelia chuckled, the 'good guys' were doing the work for them. This was going to be easier than she thought. Amelia shut her eyes and looked for the source of the shot. She didn't see anything, though when a faint shimmer happened she knew who they were. Only the bounty hunters would have a helicopter. She started spinning her steel balls around her hand with her telekinesis. She fired one at the general direction of the Helicopter. Hoping she hit it.
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Toni was driving the plow truck towards the attack area, he saw a light then he felt the sonic boom after words. Toni just smiled they started with out him. Though judging by the route, he was right. The Police station is a good mile away, and the warehouse is a good half mile away. this was the perfect spot for the attack. Toni hated being right. He was a good 2 minutes away, he was driving at 30mph, and stopping for red lights. Just because an armored truck is getting attacked doesn't mean he had to break the law.