Grand Theft Mediotropolis 1

[23:43:24] <GM-Kiri> [In some luxurious hotel in Dubai at noon is the designated time. The order from your superior is to gather there and await for further order. Being an employee of HCLI logistics co., you suppose to do what they tell you to. It's not just a normal shipping company. You guys are dealing with much more "inside" jobs. Arms trading. This order is also involving that. You are told to be ready for anything, as you will be seeing your new boss today.]
[23:43:50] <GM-Kiri> [In the room, all three are gathered. The boss is not here yet.]
[23:45:09] * Quenby lounges on a chair in the hotel suite, taking it easy.  She seems far too casual given the situation... maybe that's the idea.
[23:48:55] * Quenby clicks through her library of songs on her MP3 player, looking for something more American to chill out to.
[23:48:57] * Nain finally found a newspaper in English among all the scribbly-word local papers, and is leaning over the periodical where it lies open upon the table.
[23:48:59] <GM-Kiri> [The suite is luxurious and spacy. The bed is bouncy. There's also a minibar over there you can help yourself with.]
[23:50:33] * Tooe is sipping a glass of something alcoholic.
[23:51:16] * Quenby slips the music player into her pocket and strolls over to the window, checking out the local scenery.
[23:52:38] <GM-Kiri> [Down below, you see a small Honda Civic hurriedly stops at the hotel entrance, and a young lady with white hair dashes inside, all hurry and stuff.]
[23:53:37] * Nain doesn't see any such thing. Just the Business section.
[23:54:20] * Quenby nods in time to the music and strolls around the rest of the room.
[23:54:48] <Quenby> "Boss just drove in downstairs; better get a move on, girls."
[23:57:07] <GM-Kiri> [There's a loud crash in front of the room. Presumably someone just tripped him/herself.]
[23:57:18] * Quenby picks up the broken table leg she'd leaned in the corner of the room and starts lightly thumping it around as she meanders, like a walking cane.
[23:57:30] * Quenby looks at quiet-girl Nain.
[23:57:34] * Nain looks up, then folds up the Business section, and tosses the rest in the trash.
[23:57:40] <Quenby> "You gonna get that?"
[23:58:26] * Tooe sighs and goes to see what the fuss is.
[23:58:58] * Nain starts to stuff it into her satchel, then looks up, looks at Quenby, looks at the door, and goes back to work.
[23:59:14] <GM-Kiri> [the door opens right when Tomoe grabs the knob.]
[23:59:33] * Quenby shrugs and spins the impromptu club in her fingers.
[23:59:37] <Quenby> "...Whatever."
[00:00:03] * Nain pauses when the door opens, hand still in her pack. She looks tense, for a moment.
[00:01:03] <GM-Kiri> [A young girl in formal attire. She seems a bit out of breathe, but keep smiling and being cool.]
[00:01:04] <GM-Kiri> http://cdn.myanimelist.net/images/characters/5/90536.jpg
[00:02:05] <Aliza> Ahem!...
[00:02:57] <Aliza> I hope you all know Nikita Bosconovitz? The present chairman of HCLI?
[00:03:34] * Aliza walk into the room and rummage through the fridge in search for some water.
[00:03:38] * Quenby pulls out one of her earbuds to listen, letting it dangle down her shoulder.
[00:04:28] <Aliza> To cut the matter short, let me explain---
[00:04:36] * Aliza fall flat onto the bed.
[00:04:49] <Aliza> ---whew. That was tiring. I hate it when the lift is crowded.
[00:05:20] * Quenby raises an eyebrow.
[00:05:42] <Quenby> "We call it an elevator, Boss."
[00:06:13] <Aliza> whatever, whatever.
[00:06:20] * Aliza dismissively waves.
[00:06:55] <Aliza> So. I usually works with my brother, but since he's a big jerk I'm going solo now.
[00:07:04] * Aliza sits back up.
[00:07:36] <Quenby> "K, soooo... That leaves usss...?"
[00:07:54] <Aliza> Aliza Boskonovitz, Nikita's little sister. All of you are to be my bodyguard.
[00:08:04] <Aliza> Nice to meet you!
[00:08:06] * Aliza winks.
[00:09:06] <Aliza> I'm in charge of HCLI's Asia and Europe branch.
[00:09:06] <Tooe> Nice to meet you.
[00:10:56] <Quenby> "Yeah, nice ta' meet you.  That."
[00:11:11] * Quenby gives a lame-ish two-fingered salute/wave to the Boss.
[00:11:15] * Nain has long since found a chair to sit in and has been listening patiently.
[00:11:30] <Aliza> So!
[00:11:33] * Aliza stands up.
[00:12:06] <Aliza> Start by telling me what you can do! I'll be trusting my life with you and all that, so might as well get to know each other!
[00:13:06] * Quenby hefts her table leg over her shoulder and adjusts her cap, grinning.
[00:13:19] <Quenby> "Quenby Carson.  I speak loudly and carry a bigger stick."
[00:16:46] <Aliza> ...Are you American, by the way? If so, I can relate.
[00:16:50] <Aliza> Next!
[00:27:40] * Nain realizes she's being spoken to.
[00:27:49] <Nain> You know me.
[00:28:09] * Aliza is quite excited to see what the silent girl has to say about herself.
[00:28:20] <Aliza> Oh? I don't!
[00:28:24] * Aliza snickers.
[00:28:33] <Aliza> I'm forgetful, so I need you to remind me.
[00:28:40] * Nain frowns.
[00:28:54] <Nain> Yes, you do.
[00:29:09] * Quenby rolls her eyes.  It's gonna be "this" kind of boss...?
[00:30:14] <Aliza> Hey. At least say hi to the others.
[00:30:21] * Aliza kneels in front of Nain.
[00:30:25] <Aliza> okay?
[00:32:32] * Nain looks away, slightly mortified.
[00:32:40] <Nain> Right, fine. Fine!
[00:33:58] * Quenby raises her eyebrow a second time.  Please don't be a freak, please don't be a freak...
[00:34:07] * Nain scoots her chair a bit away, and looks up at the others with a bit of a scowl still on her face amidst the red cheeks of someone who's just been embarrassed in front of a lot of people.
[00:34:42] <Nain> Nain.
[00:34:50] <Nain> I shoot.
[00:35:14] * Nain taps her foot against the long suitcase-thing by her feet.
[00:35:20] <Nain> Don't talk to me.
[00:35:26] <Aliza> Good girl.
[00:35:32] <Aliza> Next!
[00:35:33] <Tooe> And I'm Tooe.
[00:35:39] <Aliza> Oh you're fast!
[00:35:40] <Tooe> Now, what do we have to do?
[00:35:43] * Aliza is impressed.
[00:35:44] * Nain 's nails dig into the chair.
[00:35:48] <Tooe> I'm efficient.
[00:35:52] * Tooe corrects her.
[00:36:17] * Quenby stares at Nain.  What the heck...?
[00:37:02] <Aliza> okay, so now we're going to visit some ice-cream parlor----
[00:37:09] <Aliza> [cellphone rings.]
[00:37:13] <Aliza> Oh, one sec.
[00:37:42] * Aliza phonespeak blablabla
[00:38:17] <Tooe> ....Ice cream?
[00:39:55] <Quenby> "I like pistachio."
[00:40:00] * Quenby says plainly.
[00:41:08] <Tooe> That's lovely.
[00:41:24] <Aliza> WHAT!?
[00:41:30] * Aliza yells into the phone.
[00:42:09] <Aliza> How could that be? we made the deal with this country's air force!
[00:42:15] <Aliza> Get it out of the ship ASAP!
[00:42:52] <Tooe> Why can't anything go smoothly for once?
[00:43:01] * Quenby shrugs.
[00:43:01] * Tooe knocks back the rest of her drink.
[00:43:03] <Quenby> "Cause."
[00:43:04] <Aliza> How the flying sorceress did the police forces get involved in this? Doesn't they, like, in the same country?
[00:44:31] <Aliza> Seriously. SERIOUSLY.
[00:44:49] <Aliza> Okay----WHA?
[00:45:08] <Aliza> Don't. I'll deal with this. You stay out of this,  brother.
[00:45:15] * Aliza hang up
[00:45:22] * Aliza smiles again.
[00:45:43] <Tooe> So.
[00:45:48] <Tooe> Who do we have to kill?
[00:45:59] <Aliza> I hope you guys brings your own favourite hurt-dishing machine. Because we're going to serve some pain.
[00:46:25] * Quenby internally winces at the horrible euphemism.
[00:47:02] <Quenby> "In English, maybe, Boss?"
[00:47:39] <Aliza> Shut up and grab your gun! We're going pirate hunt!
[00:47:55] * Aliza walk out of the room with comical steam out of her head.
[00:48:44] <Tooe> Pirate-hunting costs extra.
[00:48:56] * Tooe gets up and follows.
[00:49:21] <Quenby> "Pssh; like it's really about the money..."
[00:49:58] <Quenby> "Hey.  Quiet girl.  Job.  Moving?"
[00:50:28] * Quenby taps Nain's leg lightly with her table leg, ignoring the wordplay.
[00:50:31] <Tooe> You risk your neck for something other than money?
[00:50:45] * Tooe loks over Quenby.
[00:51:13] * Nain snaps out of her thoughts, and looks up at Quenby.
[00:51:16] <Nain> ...What?
[00:51:28] * Nain sounds a touch irritated.
[00:51:36] <Tooe> We're going.
[00:51:39] <Quenby> "Pirates.  Job.  Door."
[00:51:44] * Tooe leaves.
[00:51:49] * Quenby motions to said door.  It's a door.
[00:51:50] * Nain She looks around, and sees that Aliza's left.
[00:51:52] <Nain> Oh.
[00:52:03] <Nain> Right, yeah.
[00:53:04] * Nain picks up her trumpet case and makes for the door.
[00:53:33] <Aliza> [at the hotel entrance, somehow Hinda Civic just transformed into a hummer!]
[00:53:45] <Aliza> Get in!
[00:55:05] * Quenby makes a break for stealing shotgun!
[00:55:36] * Tooe gets in.
[00:56:17] * Nain climbs in back, and sits in the middle, smirking at the two older girls rushing for the front seat.
[00:56:23] * Aliza got knocked out of her seat.
[00:56:27] <Aliza> Kyah!
[00:58:27] <Quenby> "Gah, sorry boss!  Used to shotgun!"
[00:58:44] * Quenby , regardless, doesn't relinquish her seat :|
[00:59:38] * Tooe takes driver.
[00:59:53] <Tooe> So, where exctly do you want me to go?
[00:59:56] <Aliza> Front passenger seat is a status symbol, y'know?!
[01:00:09] * Aliza scampers up the hummvee, sitting in the back.
[01:00:47] <Aliza> Dubai intl. port! Pirates are jacking my merchandise!
[01:00:51] <Aliza> Gogogo!
[01:00:54] * Aliza kicks the seat.
[01:01:13] <Tooe> Alright, alright.
[01:01:48] * Tooe guns it.
[01:02:03] * Quenby rolls down the window and holds her table leg like it's a shotgun.  It is not a shotgun.
[01:08:18] <Aliza> [while driving...]
[01:08:22] <Aliza> Okay. briefing.
[01:08:27] * Aliza serious up.
[01:08:57] <Aliza> The air force orders us some modifications for Fulcrum. 30 sets.
[01:09:20] <Aliza> It's a shady dealing of sort, since it's non-official mods.
[01:09:52] <Aliza> I don't know why, but police knows about this and they are all over my cargo right now, trying to confiscate it.
[01:10:03] <Aliza> And those costs a fortune.
[01:10:12] <Aliza> So I WON'T LET THEM HAVE IT.
[01:10:14] <Quenby> "I thought you said pirates, Boss."
[01:10:26] * Nain had this thought, too.
[01:10:33] <Aliza> Pirates steals things from people's ship. They are doing exactly that.
[01:11:14] * Quenby rolls her eyes again and blows a flip of hair out of her face.
[01:11:59] <Aliza> Whatever you guys have to do, don't let them take MY cargo out of the ship. No matter what!
[01:12:40] <Tooe> So...
[01:12:58] <Tooe> How many cops are we talking here?
[01:13:17] <Aliza> lots?
[01:13:21] * Quenby grumbles, {Coulda said THAT one first...}
[01:13:27] * Aliza is not very sure.
[01:14:02] <Tooe> Wonderful.
[01:14:08] <Quenby> "Your ship got muscle on it, Boss?"
[01:14:08] <Tooe> Well, we'll see in a bit.
[01:14:34] <Aliza> Some. But those are brothe--- Chairman Nikita's men.
[01:14:45] * Aliza grit her teeth.
[01:14:58] <Aliza> This is my deal. I won't let him take it over.
[01:16:03] * Quenby sighs and grits her teeth.
[01:16:18] <Tooe> Right.
[01:16:21] <Aliza> Hey. someone open radio channel 9. I think I jacked police radio in that freq.
[01:16:33] <Quenby> "Next time you got a deal, Boss, bring more guys.  We're guards.  We GUARD."
[01:21:23] <Tooe> I don't mind. But I'm charging you per person I off here, got it?
[01:21:55] * Aliza grumblegrumble
[01:21:57] <Aliza> fiine.
[01:23:03] <Nain> ...Shoot to wound, or shoot to kill?
[01:23:19] * Nain speaks up from beside Aliza.
[01:24:16] <Aliza> They are police and all, so... shoot to wound?
[01:24:33] <Nain> Understood.
[01:24:56] * Nain doesn't quite sound like the petulant young girl she was in the hotel room.
[01:25:22] * Nain ...Well, not in mannerisms of speech, at any rate.
[01:26:02] * Quenby doesn't need to worry about that silliness!  Just hit people enough until they stop shooting at you.  It's worked so far.
[01:27:09] <Aliza> [the team arrived at the port.]
[01:29:35] * Nain gets out a block earlier to go and find a good place to get set up.
[01:32:19] * Tooe stops a bit closer in and gets out, toggling the safety on her pistol.
[01:33:15] * Quenby opens the door and stands with her feet inside the car, scoping out the situation.
[01:33:18] <Aliza> [Tooe and Quenby, by experience, can see that this is  not a cop . What the hell?]
[01:33:29] <Aliza> [Aliza doesn't know this yet.]
[01:36:01] <Aliza> [Even though their manner and such is not of a cop, they do dresses like one, though.]
[01:36:22] * Nain finds a tall building and nimbly ascends the fire escape. Once on the roof, she finds a good spot amongst the vents that gives her cover while affording her a clear view of the port.
[01:37:05] * Quenby doesn't really "know" cops, but she knows enough about cops to know these ain't no cops.
[01:37:55] <Tooe> ....
[01:37:56] <Quenby> "Hey, Boss!  These guys ain't no fuzz!  What's going on?"
[01:38:11] <Aliza> Normal language, please!
[01:38:22] <Tooe> These aren't even police.
[01:38:29] <Aliza> huh? how so?
[01:38:42] <Tooe> ...By not being real police.
[01:38:43] <Quenby> "Guuhh... That.  What she said.  They're doing it all wrong."
[01:38:52] * Nain opens her case and assembles her rifle, setting it up in record time. She then activates her mic, and tunes it to Aliza's frequency before taking a look through the scope to see what's going on.
[01:39:02] <Quenby> "Don't you watch any TV, Boss?"
[01:39:18] <Quenby> "I mean, come on."
[01:39:19] <Aliza> When I have internet, I don't really need a TV.
[01:39:31] <Aliza> Anyway. if it's not a cop then that's another story.
[01:39:46] <Tooe> Yes, it really is.
[01:39:48] <Tooe> What now?
[01:39:50] <Aliza> These are now real pirates. Right? Are you happy?
[01:39:55] <Quenby> "Hey, don't you go saying that, Boss."
[01:39:57] <Nain> =Crow to Cuckoo. In position and awaiting orders.=
[01:40:03] <Aliza> Yarr~ arr~
[01:40:08] <Quenby> "You said stop 'em.  Them's the orders."
[01:40:09] * Aliza imitate Piratespeak.
[01:40:44] <Aliza> [they seems to be loading her cargo into the truck]
[01:40:50] * Quenby rolls out of the car and starts taking cover behind random shipping containers and stacks of pallets.
[01:41:33] <Aliza> Oh. =Merchant to Crow. Stop using Cuckoo as my callsign. I'm not a ditz!=
[01:42:45] <Aliza> [The pirates are unaware of our arrival]
[01:43:34] * Quenby considers turning her MP3 player back on for some musical stylings to fight by.  Buuuut, maybe not now, no.
[01:45:14] <Nain> =Negative, Cuckoo. Crow standing by.=
[01:46:12] <Aliza> [There's at least a dozen men loading the cargo. they are all armed with SMGs and the like. Assume there's more.]
[01:46:42] <Aliza> =Crow. Do the head count and tell me how many tangos.=
[01:47:01] <Tooe> They're packing pretty fucking heavy.
[01:47:08] * Quenby peeks out from behind a shipping container.  Dang it.  Too many, too out in the open.
[01:48:35] * Quenby shakes her head, looks back at Aliza, and continues to shake her head.
[01:48:51] <Quenby> "Not happening, Boss.  Not happening.  Too many."
[01:49:15] <Aliza> That's why we have the invisible archer with us.
[01:49:36] * Quenby raises an eyebrow.
[01:49:38] <Aliza> =Crow. Report the head count.=
[01:49:42] <Quenby> "Quiet girl?"
[01:49:50] * Nain has a quick look around.
[01:50:18] <Nain> =Four.=
[01:50:43] <Aliza> Twelve plus four. Sixteen.
[01:50:50] <Aliza> Not all that bad, huh.
[01:50:56] * Aliza snaps her finger.
[01:51:02] * Quenby glares at Aliza.
[01:51:06] <Aliza> =Reduce their number a bit, would you?=
[01:51:39] <Nain> =Reduction underway, Cuckoo.=
[01:52:14] * Aliza grr.
[01:52:31] <Aliza> = Merchant. =
[01:52:37] * Quenby had hoped maybe her Boss was going to be a little more... professional.  More experienced.  Like her dad.
[01:53:51] <Nain> =Sorry, did not copy, Cuckoo.=
[01:54:23] <Aliza> =Just shoot already!=
[01:54:34] * Nain takes aim on one guy off to the side, and pulls the trigger.
[02:00:39] * Quenby slides down into a sitting position as she moves back away from the not-police.
[02:00:43] * Nain pops one, and he slumps to the ground. Casting her gaze over the rest, she finds another lone worker, and takes him out, as well. This goes on for three more, until the fifth "cop," shot in the middle of turning, twists around and falls over the edge of a shipping container, and lands with a meaty thud on the ground in front of his fellow probably-thugs.
[02:00:55] <Nain> =...Oops.=
[02:01:20] <Quenby> "This job sucks."
[02:01:38] <Quenby> "Like, just this one, here."
[02:01:48] <Quenby> "Not, like, the whole thing."
[02:02:43] <Tooe> No time for that, I assume this is where we come in.
[02:02:44] <Nain> =Crow to Cuckoo. Accidentally stepped on the dog's tail.=
[02:03:09] <Aliza> Gee whiz. this is not good!
[02:05:19] <Aliza> ["Boskonovitz's sister over there!" they yells.]
[02:05:50] <Aliza> Naptime!
[02:05:51] * Quenby grips her table leg.  Showtime.  Don't get stupid now, Quen...
[02:06:00] * Aliza hides in the humvee.
[02:06:18] * Tooe leans around the side to fire off a couple shots.
[02:09:06] * Tooe hits one in the chest, one on the abdomen, and misses a third.
[02:09:11] <Tooe> Tch...
[02:09:13] * Quenby crawls backwards and hides in a wedge between some pallets, waiting for a non-police guy to get close enough...
[02:09:19] * Tooe ducks back behind cover.
[02:10:40] <Aliza> [They gets into immediate cover they can find and start theyr trademark "Spray 'n Pray" at you.]
[02:10:46] <Aliza> *their
[02:11:12] <Quenby> "C"mon... ah jeez...  Bringing a club to a gunfight again..."
[02:11:34] <Tooe> It's your own fault, kid.
[02:12:01] <Quenby> "Not my fault; wasn't in the job description."
[02:12:07] * Quenby gets all indignant.
[02:12:20] <Quenby> "Send me indoors; I can do indoors."
[02:15:00] <Quenby> "I'm gonna try and get closer; cover me!"
[02:17:02] * Quenby dashes from cover to cover, trying to get behind an isolated pocket of the shooters.
[02:17:51] <Aliza> [The shooters focus their fire at where they're being shoot from. Since Quenby didn't shoot any, she's not pinned.]
[02:21:51] * Nain watches the situation for a bit, and then selects three likely targets.
[02:22:35] <Nain> =This is Crow. Back to cleaning.=
[02:23:05] * Quenby finds a grouping of three thugs and manages to get behind them.  While they're distracted with BULLETS she smacks two upside the head.  One goes down HARD, the other just goes down.  She misses her attempt at the third, however... not good.
[02:23:52] <Aliza> ["What the fuck, clubbing people in a gunfight---!?"]
[02:28:07] <Aliza> [he pokes his TEK9 at Quenby's chest, finger about to hit the trigger----]
[02:28:25] * Tooe has been freed from suppressing fire, however. While his attention is turned toward the girl with the club, she places a clean shot through his skull.
[02:28:54] <Aliza> [he drop dead, firing burst that was meant to be for Q's up the sky.]
[02:29:25] * Quenby winces, getting splattered with blood from the dead guy.
[02:30:12] * Nain resumes her leisurely killing spree, feeling the comfortable jolt of her PSG-1 each time it fires. After the third guy topples over, she pauses to reload.
[02:30:25] <Aliza> [Due to morale drop, some of the guy gets on the truck and is driving away!]
[02:30:35] <Aliza> My merchandise!
[02:30:48] * Aliza starts up the humvee.
[02:31:33] * Quenby looks back to the car and pokes her head up.
[02:31:59] * Nain Because of this, she misses her opportunity to save High-schooler's bacon. Luckily, Squeezable comes through in the nick of time and dispatches the guy.
[02:32:04] * Aliza is carrying MP7. where the hell did she get that?
[02:34:20] <Quenby> "Hey, you! Whatsyourname, old lady! What's Boss doing?!"
[02:35:28] * Quenby wipes the blood off her face with a dead guy's tie.
[02:35:51] <Tooe> Damned if I know, but if she dies my paycheck's gone.
[02:36:07] * Tooe quickly gets in the vehicle.
[02:37:03] * Quenby grabs one of the goons' SMGs and runs to the car as well.
[02:37:58] * Aliza follows the twuck full of armed men and plane parts.
[02:38:20] <Aliza> You stea things from the wrong giiiirllll!
[02:40:04] * Aliza splashes MP7 rounds at the truck's tire.
[02:41:28] * Quenby barely manages to grab a door handle as the humvee picks up speed.  She's hanging there for a deal longer than she should be, trying to swing the door open and get in.  But, she manages.
[02:42:06] <Nain> ...Hmm.
[02:42:42] <Nain> =Crow to Cuckoo. Are we done here, then?=
[02:44:49] <Aliza> =Yyyaaaaaaaaargh!!!=
[02:44:49] <Aliza> =*ratatatatatata*=
[02:44:55] * Quenby slams the door shut and catches her breath.  She checks the ammo left in the stolen gun.  Twenty-something bullets left.
[02:45:43] * Nain considers that this is tantamount to a "yes"
[02:47:51] <Quenby> "Y'aint gonna hit anything like that, Boss!"
[02:48:37] * Quenby rolls down the window and uses two hands to fire at the truck.  NOT LIKE A BOSS.
[02:48:44] * Nain lifts the gun up, and tries to take a shot at the passing truck, but is knocked on her ass by the recoil, landing with an undignified yelp.
[02:49:57] <Aliza> I'm driving, O I have to resort with firing one-handed like a black american gangster!
[02:50:01] <Nain>  14Ow, fuuuuck...
[02:50:05] <Aliza> *so I
[02:51:29] * Nain is reminded, painfully, of why you are supposed to BRACE YOURSELF, DAMMIT.
[02:51:48] <Quenby> "Those people are bogus and NOT AMERICAN!"
[02:53:04] * Tooe takes some casual shots.
[02:53:28] <Aliza> [a guy pops up from the back of the truck, carrying JAVELIN MISSILE!]
[02:53:37] <Aliza> Whoawhoawhoawhooaaaah!
[02:53:44] * Nain backs up against an air vent housing, and props one leg up against the parapet, then brings her eye to the scope again, carefully taking aim...
[02:53:47] <Aliza> Missile alert!
[02:53:53] * Nain ...Oh.
[02:54:35] <Quenby> "Wait, wha-oh hell no..."
[02:54:37] * Nain Problem encountered.
[02:54:41] <Aliza> Should I dodge or should I go steady lie this!?
[02:54:46] <Aliza> *like
[02:55:16] <Aliza> I really don't want to be blown to bits, but i don't want to lose my cargo either!
[02:55:41] <Tooe> You're not paying me nearly enough for this...
[02:55:45] <Quenby> "QUIET GIRL!"
[02:55:58] * Quenby shouts, hoping it picks up on the radio.
[02:56:56] * Nain lines up her shot, and squeezes the trigger. The rifle jolts again as she fires, and pastes the man's head all over the side of the truck, and a fair bit of the road, too. Kind of looks like Biala's grandmother's spaghetti sauce, only ickier.
[02:57:12] * Nain ...Problem solved.
[02:57:50] <Aliza> [his finger twitches, and the truck lights up like a christmas tree.]
[02:57:57] <Nain> =Crow to Screech Owl. Is there something wrong?=
[02:58:02] <Aliza> ----!!
[02:58:35] <Aliza> =my moooneeeeeeeyyyyyy !!!=
[02:58:45] * Nain 's smug little reply is lost in the sound of the explosion.
[02:59:06] <Tooe> Aw, fuck.
[02:59:11] <Quenby> "Ooohhhh..."
[03:00:06] <Aliza> [eventually, the truck stops. Light up in flames.]
[03:00:36] <Quenby> "Should we be trying to save some-a that... Boss?"
[03:00:39] * Aliza parks the car near the ex-truck.]
[03:00:56] <Aliza> My first solo deal...
[03:02:26] <Aliza> Ruined...
[03:04:13] <Tooe> Why the hell were they so heavily-armed?
[03:04:13] * Quenby pokes her head out the window.  Can they safe annyyynnnope, yeah, that's a big fire.
[03:04:34] * Nain It also may have been implied earlier that Nain's rifle was a PSG-1. Such a thing is patently false, and anyone making such allegations, or attempting to provide evidence of such a claim is probably a dirty, dirty commie sympathizer. Her rifle is and has always been an Accuracy International AWM.
[03:04:57] <Aliza> ...or not!
[03:04:57] * Aliza laughs again.
[03:04:57] <Aliza> not like HCLI's container's going to be destroyed with one javelin missile!
[03:04:57] <Aliza> I do need to check the merchandise again though.
[03:04:57] <Aliza> Anyway! Problem solved!
[03:04:57] * Aliza hahahahahahahahahaha!
[03:05:50] * Quenby pulls her head back in.
[03:05:56] <Quenby> "Wait... really?"
[03:05:59] <Quenby> "Really?"
[03:06:10] <Quenby> "That's a thing that's really a thing."
[03:06:30] * Quenby rolls her eyes.
[03:06:43] <Quenby> "Whatever, Boss.  What-freakin'-ever."
[03:08:44] <Nain> =This is Crow. Are we done here?=
[03:08:54] * Quenby will worry about this later.  She puts her earbuds back in and goes back to chilling.
[03:09:26] <Aliza> =Done and done, baby! You did a good job!=
[03:10:18] <Aliza> Now for the aftermath... aw man, how should i deal with this?
[03:10:51] <Aliza> [police siren is getting closer, people are gathering. Attention: rising.]
[03:10:55] <Nain> =As expected, Cuckoo. Requesting pickup on outskirts in fifteen.=
[03:11:42] <Aliza> Jeez. It will be a while until I can go solo.
[03:12:00] * Aliza sisfists Quenby and Tooe.
[03:12:11] <Aliza> Until then. I leave myself to your care, okay?
[03:12:12] * Nain is already in the middle of breaking down her rifle and packing up. Time to haul ass.
[03:12:24] <Tooe> Sure thing.
[03:12:45] <Aliza> And throw away that piece of wood. I can get you a metal bat.
[03:12:52] * Aliza :|'d at Quenby.
[03:13:11] * Quenby snaps out of her jammin' tunes for a second.
[03:13:39] <Quenby> "This is cheaper."
[03:14:24] <Tooe> It's a waste of a good table.
[03:14:43] <Aliza> That.
[03:14:46] * Aliza points.
[03:15:04] <Aliza> aaaaagh! Tired! Hungry!
[03:15:11] <Quenby> "Aaaactually, it's an improvement on a crappy table, thank you very much."
[03:15:17] * Quenby hugs her table leg.
[03:15:25] <Aliza> Let's hit the ice-cream parlor I was about to take you guys over.
[03:15:33] <Quenby> "I like pistachio."
[03:16:12] * Nain is all packed up and has covered her tracks. She makes her way down the stairwell quietly, and exits the building, then carefully makes her way to the rendezvous point.
[03:16:32] <Aliza> [And then, Aliza's first deal come to an end. Maybe one day she can really surpass her brother. But for now, the gun merchant and her mercenary band of misfits will have to ask for his help! Oh well!]