GTM-Reloaded

<[npc]narrator> [the year is 20XX. The family of Veroni stood still amidst of the family wars and comes up as one of the three strongest family in New Fenix. Wylfred Veroni is the adopted son of Locke Veroni, the current family head and is going to continue his legacy.
<[npc]narrator> Not all of the family member agreed, though. Right now, Donovan Veroni, his brother and the real son of Locke, call him to his estate to talk about something. Wylfred is now in the room with him and left the maid outside of the conference room.]
* Gaatz|asdf is now known as Gaatz
* [Owen]Trisha paces around the lobby area, visibly agitated.
* [npc]narrator is now known as [npc]Maid
<[Owen]Trisha> "Don't like this...Don't like this at all."
* [Tesla]Louie just stands of to the side, shifting her weight and occasionally twitching her ears.
* [Tesla]Louie [*off]
* [npc]Maid glares at Wylfred's maid. feeling uneasy.
* [Owen]Trisha notices the glare.  She likes it even less than the situation going on in the next room.
<[Owen]Trisha> "Don't you start something here, girl.  Don't you even think about it."
* [kiri]Wylfred [there's some yelling going on in the room. You can't hear it what they said.]
<[npc]Maid> I...I didn't mean.... ah..... um....
<[npc]Maid> Do...do you need some tea?
* [npc]Maid is terrified by the argument, and by the threatening maid co.
* [Tesla]Louie shrugs, and leans against the wall.
<[huh]Nadia> Now, don't go scaring the girl, Trish.
* [Owen]Trisha eyes Nadia for a few seconds, but keeps her focus on the other maid.
<[Owen]Trisha> "This isn't home.  We're in their house.  You wanna let your guard down?  I'll make sure to identify the body for the cops later."
* [Owen]Trisha waves a hand at the interloping maid, pushing her away.
<[Tesla]Louie> That doesn't mean you have to go picking fights ~nya.
<[huh]Nadia> You saying I'm soft enough to get taken down in a place like this?
<[Owen]Trisha> "Coffee.  Black.  Bring the creamer anyways."
<[npc]Maid> A...Ah! Yes! Right away!
* [npc]Maid scurries back to her quarter.
<[Owen]Trisha> "I'm saying none of us are hard enough, is what I'm saying.  I don't know about you, but I'm not made of steel."
<[Owen]Trisha> "Knife in the back, gas in the vents...We all know what the family's capable of, right?"
* Maryn is now known as Mar4D
<[huh]Nadia> Yeah, and I'd like to see them try anything on me.
* [Owen]Trisha sighs and flops down on the couch, shifting her MG36 from her shoulder to her lap.
<[Owen]Trisha> "...Whatever.  Let's just get this over with and get back home."
* [kiri]Wylfred push the door poen, walking out of the room and visibly angry.
<[kiri]Wylfred> We're going. Get your stuffs.
* [npc]Maid is now known as [npc]Donovan
* [Owen]Trisha rolls her eyes.  (And I just sat down, too...)
<[huh]Nadia> I assume the talks went poorly, then?
<[npc]Donovan> You can't do that, Wylfred! You don't know how the system works!
* [npc]Donovan following Wylfred out, trying to grab his shoulder but he push him away.
* [Tesla]Louie nods her head, walking to the middle of the room while eyeing Donovan indifferently.
<[kiri]Wylfred> You cannot rule the family. Father knows that. And that's why he choose me over you, even if you are sharing his blood.
* [Owen]Trisha tenses up and lays a hand on her gun, eying the other brother.
<[kiri]Wylfred> You are a failure, Donovan. I will not let a failure take my place.
<[kiri]Wylfred> Now begone! This discussion is now over!
<[npc]Donovan> Wyfred! YOU ARE GOING TO REGRET IT!
<[kiri]Wylfred> Let's go. There's nothing worth doing here.
* [Owen]Trisha starts to curl her right hand around the trigger of her gun, but relaxes it as Wylfred gives the command to leave.
* [kiri]Wylfred head off to the exit. Blow past the maid with the black coffee with cream jug.
* [huh]Nadia nods, and falls into pace behind Wylfred.
* [Tesla]Louie files in behind Nadia.
<[npc]Donovan> Wylfred! We can come to an agreement! I can be your adviser! I'm OLDER than you, DAMNIT!
* [Owen]Trisha slings the gun over her shoulder and follows them out.  Not before grabbing the coffee mug, however.
* [kiri]Wylfred disregards his brother's yelling and get in his Limo.
<[kiri]Wylfred> Who's driving?
<[Owen]Trisha> "Not it."
* [huh]Nadia takes the driver's seat.
* [Tesla]Louie shrugs, takes the seat next to her and puts her briefcase on her lap.
<[kiri]Wylfred> Make a stop at Soeur's patisseries first. I need to buy some cake for Lunette.
<[huh]Nadia> Of course.
* [Owen]Trisha drains the mug and tosses the empty cup to the maid as she enters the vehicle.
* [npc]Donovan is now known as [npc]
<[Owen]Trisha> "For what it's worth, Don, your girl makes a good cup."
* [huh]Nadia dutifully starts the car and drives off, toward the Patisserie.
* [npc] is now known as [npc]Attacker
* [npc]Attacker zips past the traffic with the hummer car, and crash into the limo. The car backflips, and land reversed. Wylfred is thrown out of the car, still stunning.
* [Owen]Trisha , not wearing her seat belt, is extremely disoriented inside the flipped limo.
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<[Owen]Trisha> "...the...what was...that?!"
* [Tesla]Louie reacts quickly, working her way towards Trisha while carefully handling her briefcase.
<[huh]Nadia> Damn... crazy drivers.
* [npc]Attacker get down from the car. There's eight of them, splitting in two groups. All are armed.
<[Tesla]Louie> Keep your head down ~nya. Trish, you mind working the bolt on your gun?
<[npc]Attacker> No hard feelings, boss. I got my pay and I'll have to work for that.
<[Owen]Trisha> "With pleasure."
* [Owen]Trisha flips down the bipod on her weapon and prepares to attack, hopefully unnoticed by the mooks from the hummer.
<Kiriko> Ugh....you.... Who....
<[huh]Nadia> And damn crazy assailants, too, huh? What a day.
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* Kiriko is now known as [kiri]Wylfred
<[Owen]Trisha> "You want I shoot before asking questions, or after?"
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* [huh]Nadia climbs out of the wrecked car, warming up and shaking herself out.
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* [huh]Nadia climbs out of the wrecked car, warming up and shaking herself out.
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<[kiri]Attacker> Ey. There's some 'o them left. Lemme take care o
* [kiri]Attacker load his shotgun and walk slowly towards the wreckage.
* [Owen]Trisha stabilizes her gun.
* [kiri]Attacker is now known as [npc]Attacker
<[huh]Nadia> "Take care of them" he says.
<[Owen]Trisha> "No.  Let ME take care of you."
* [Tesla]Louie undoes the latches on her briefcase, pulling out an HK69 and thumbing the hammer. Damn, it's cramped in here.
* [Owen]Trisha holds down the trigger, sending a sea of hot lead the attacker's way.
<[npc]Attacker> OSHI-- THEY'RE NOT D---!
* [npc]Attacker got pulverized into a leaky piece of meat. Some of the shots caught his friend nearby, send him to oblivion.
* [huh]Nadia immediately shifts from a relaxed stance to become a blur of motion and steel.
* [Owen]Trisha grips the trigger for dear life, and sweeps the barrel of her trusty MG36 to the side, away from her two companions.
* [Owen]Trisha smiles to herself, enjoying this immensely.
<[Owen]Trisha> "Heh...We should get into traffics accidents more often."
<[Owen]Trisha> [*traffic]
<[npc]Attacker> The fuck you do?! Shoot them back!
<[npc]Attacker> "can't do, boss! Got four mowed down alread---!"
* [Tesla]Louie aims and pulls the trigger once, causing a small explosion by one of the assailants. Dropping her weapon, she pulls out an MGL from her briefcase.
* [npc]Attacker got another shot in his head.
<[Tesla]Louie> Will you look at this- 'scuse me, ~nya!
* [kiri]Wylfred is still stunned. All the crossfire managed to miss him all somehow.
* [huh]Nadia tears through one, her steel claws piercing his throat and dragging up. She immediately moves to a second, rending the tendons of his left arm.
* [kiri]Wylfred got mowed down without a chance to counter attack.
<[kiri]Wylfred> [OSHI RETCON]
* [npc]Attacker got mowed down without a chance to counter attack.
<[npc]Attacker> Shit! this is not good! At least kill this bastard before we run!
* [Tesla]Louie fires another shot, carefully aimed at the chest of one of the grouped assailants.
* [npc]Attacker quickly whips a gun and point at Wylfred's head.
* [Owen]Trisha sees the threat and quickly readjusts her aim.  Running out of bullets, she's got to make this one count...
* [Owen]Trisha whispers something to herself.  For luck.
<[Owen]Trisha> "Boom...headshot."
* [Owen]Trisha fires the last of her bullets at the attacker.
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* [npc]Attacker going down with a big hole on his head. Now what's left is only a charred remains and bloody figures of the assailant, and stunned Wylfred in the middle.
* [npc]Attacker is now known as [npc]
<[kiri]Wylfred> Ugh......
* [Tesla]Louie grabs her weapons and briefcase, then crawls out of the car and over to Wylfred.
<[Tesla]Louie> Are you hurt ~nya?
* [Owen]Trisha continues to hold down her trigger, despite the lack of bullets.
<[kiri]Wylfred> Argh... probably.
<[huh]Nadia> Hardly a warmup.
* [Owen]Trisha finally pries herself away from the weapon, realizing how badly her hands are stinging right now.
<[Owen]Trisha> "All down?"
* [huh]Nadia retracts the claws, leaving not so much as a visible seam in her skin.
* [npc] [the sirens of local cops can be heard from afar. Damn those cops, always here when it already ended.]
<[huh]Nadia> Haaah... Trish, do you know how much ammunition costs these days? Try to reserve.
* [Owen]Trisha shakes her hands as she crawls up out of the car, smirking.
<[kiri]Wylfred> You all.... get... lost.
<[Owen]Trisha> "Sir?"
<[kiri]Wylfred> Local cop's not gonna.... like it when... there's a gunslinging maid....*cough*.... in town.
<[Tesla]Louie> Hm.
<[Owen]Trisha> "You want us to trust the pigs' protection over ours?"
<[kiri]Wylfred> .....are you dumb?
* [kiri]Wylfred whack Trisha's head.
* [Tesla]Louie puts both her weapons in her briefcase, latching it shut, and then stands up and dusts herself off.
<[kiri]Wylfred> I need to get lost too, you idiot.
* [Owen]Trisha holds her head, wishing she could strike him back.
<[kiri]Wylfred> Now get me up. I have some matter to...*cough*.... attend to.
<[Owen]Trisha> "...be that way, Will.  Here..."
* [Tesla]Louie offers him a hand with Trisha, lifting him up.
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* [kiri]Wylfred does not even say thanks.
<[Owen]Trisha> "Let's move.  Those sirens're getting close."
* [kiri]Wylfred walk over to the attacker's corpse and get one UZI.
<[kiri]Wylfred> To Donovan's house. I need to talk to him.
<[Tesla]Louie> Right you are ~nya! Should we take their wheels or take a stroll?
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<[kiri]Wylfred> Better wheel. Take this and grab some car.
* [kiri]Wylfred throw a credit card at Louie. Gold card. Unlimited.
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<[huh]Nadia> No need.
* [huh]Nadia gets in the hummer.
<[huh]Nadia> This thing can still move, hop in.
* [Owen]Trisha doesn't like the idea, but doesn't have the time for a counter-argument.
* [Tesla]Louie jumps in next to Nadia, still holding the card.
<[Owen]Trisha> "Drive better this time, all right?"
<[kiri]Wylfred> Get yourself ready. We're going to have a nice, long chat with my used-to-be-brother.
<[huh]Nadia> My driving isn't the problem. There's only so much you can do about people looking for a collision.
<[Tesla]Louie> What do we do about his staff ~nya?
* [huh]Nadia starts the vehicle. Good, it still runs.
* [kiri]Wylfred pull his bloody self into the hummer.
<[Owen]Trisha> "Well, I know of ONE thing we can do with his staff..."
* [Owen]Trisha tosses the empty drum clip onto the floor of the car and loads up a new one dramatically.
<[Tesla]Louie> Well, it might be easier to just inform them they work for Wylfred Veroni and keep them under supervision of some of our guys.
* [Tesla]Louie adds, scratching an ear and whacking dust off it.
* [huh]Nadia drives back the way she came, not giving any real consideration to the corpses.
* [kiri]Wylfred use his handkerchief to wipes away the blood on his face.
<[kiri]Wylfred> ...............Hey. You all.
<[huh]Nadia> Yeah?
* [Tesla]Louie perks her ears a little, but besides that just leans her head on the headrest of her seat.
* [kiri]Wylfred look another way.
<[kiri]Wylfred> ....thanks.
* [Owen]Trisha 's face perks up a little with that word.
<[huh]Nadia> No problem.
<[Owen]Trisha> "...been a while since you said THAT, Will."
<[kiri]Wylfred> push Trisha lightly. probably out of irritation.
<[kiri]Wylfred> ......Call me master, you stupid maid.
* [Tesla]Louie relaxes some, letting her ears slack a little and purring.
<[Owen]Trisha> "MASTER Will then, boy-o."
* [kiri]Wylfred sigh.
<[Owen]Trisha> "Don't make me start talking about when we were kids.  I will you know.  Good stories."
* [npc] [The group arrived at Donovan's estate without any incident.]
* Left4Rumia is now known as HY
* [npc] is now known as [npc]Guards
* Mar4D is now known as Maryn
<[npc]Guards> Mister Wylfred! Why are you all ragged like that?! Should I inform Mister Donovan?!
<[kiri]Wylfred> No. Just move aside.
* [kiri]Wylfred get down from the car, loading up his newly-obtained UZI.
<[npc]Guards> Uh, sir? I think you should give that gun to me....
<[kiri]Wylfred> are you going to stop me?
* [Owen]Trisha exits the car as well, showing the guards her significantly larger gun.
<[npc]Guards> Sir! We SERIOUSLY advise you to leave the weapons to us! As well as your bodyguard's weapon!
* [Tesla]Louie walks down, slowly, reaching into the back of her dress.
<[Tesla]Louie> What do you say, boss? There are a few ways this could turn out... nya.
<[kiri]Wylfred> Do what you have to do.
<[huh]Nadia> Then, will you let us pass?
* [kiri]Wylfred just walk into the house without leaving his weapon.
<[npc]Guards> NO SIR! IF YOU DO NOT COMPLY, WE WILL SHOOT!
* [npc]Guards ready their M4A1.
* [Owen]Trisha smells trouble.  Smells good.
* [Tesla]Louie turns and winks at the others, then gestures at them to get back in the car.
<[npc]Guards> You all! Lay down your weapons!
<[Owen]Trisha> "Let him go.  He's just being a jerk, like always.  We'll get back in the car if it'll make you feel any better."
* [Tesla]Louie gestures a little more overtly, but still has a little smirk.
<[npc]Guards> Thank you for your cooperation. But we still need to restraint him.
* [Owen]Trisha shurgs and slings the gun back over her shoulder, walking back around the car and putting her hands up in mock surrender.
* [npc]Guards gesture two guards to run after Wylfred. probably to wrestle the gun away from him.
<[Tesla]Louie> Please, don't be hasty ~nya. How's this: I leave my weapons here with you and walk in to do what we're here for?
<[npc]Guards> Yes, please.
* [npc]Guards lower his gun.
<[Owen]Trisha> "I'm not doing anything, see?  I'm perfectly fine right here."
<[Tesla]Louie> Master? Would you help us out and get back in the car then?
* [kiri]Wylfred punch the guard that trying to stop him, but got wrestled to submission anyway.
<[kiri]Wylfred> LET ME GO THIS INSTANT, YOU UNEDUCATED SWINE!
* [huh]Nadia walks past the guard, to his friends and Wylfred.
<[Tesla]Louie> Please calm down, boss! I'll take care of this ~nya!
<[huh]Nadia> I'm sorry, but of the many things you can do, manhandling my master is sadly not one of them.
* [Owen]Trisha leans back and just watches the show.  Gotta let the other girls have some fun once in a while...
<[npc]Guards> Well, you take care of him then.
* [npc]Guards release Wylfred, but confiscated his weapon.
<[huh]Nadia> Now, Wylfred, this way.
<[Tesla]Louie> Okay ~nya. That's the spirit. Let me get my weapon...
* [Owen]Trisha thinks to herself... (You'd better be right, Lou.  Because if you're not...)
* [Tesla]Louie slightly opens her briefcase, rummaging through the inside.
* [huh]Nadia leads her master back to the others.
<[kiri]Wylfred> I hope you know what you're doing, Nadia. This won't end with just a spanking.
<[huh]Nadia> Rest assured, I am positie that Loie thinks she knows what she's doing.
* [Tesla]Louie pulls out a satchel, producing a package wrapped tightly in bronze colored cloth and handing it to the guards.
<[Tesla]Louie> Here ~nya.
<[npc]Guards> uh.... what's this?
<[Tesla]Louie> It's a package, has all my stuff in it. So...
* [Tesla]Louie checks her watch.
<[Tesla]Louie> Actually, forget it. We'll come back tomorrow ~nya.
* [Tesla]Louie hops into the car.
<[Tesla]Louie> Pull out, Nadia, we're late.
<[npc]Guards> Alright. We'll hold this for now.
<[huh]Nadia> Sure thing.
<[kiri]Wylfred> Late? Late for what?! My destination is h----!
* [kiri]Wylfred recognize the package.
<[kiri]Wylfred> .....alright.
* [kiri]Wylfred hop into the car.
* [Owen]Trisha blows the guards a kiss as she enters the vehicle, waving goodbye while still holding her gun.
* [huh]Nadia begins driving away.
* [npc]Guards is kind of puzzled, but keep the package anyway.
<[Tesla]Louie> Hm~...
<[Tesla]Louie> If I were in their shoes, I would've asked what the pin sticking out of the side was for...
* [kiri]Wylfred is now known as [npc]
* [npc] is now known as [kiri]Wylfred
* [Owen]Trisha smiles.
* [npc]Guards is now known as [npc]
<[npc]> [A loud explosion can be heard from the Donovan estate's manor's front gate. The satchel does it duty.]
<[Tesla]Louie> Nyahahahaha!
<[Owen]Trisha> "...I would've asked what was in it, myself."
<[kiri]Wylfred> Well, they do asked.
<[huh]Nadia> Isn't that a bit excessive, though?
<[kiri]Wylfred> any guns I could borrow?
* [Owen]Trisha holds her MG36 closer to her chest and pouts.
<[Tesla]Louie> Hm...
<[Tesla]Louie> Sorry, I don't carry much of a gun... We might see if anything survived my delivery, but I don't think it likely...
<[Owen]Trisha> "This is why you keep us close, Will.  You do the talking.  We'll take care of the rest."
<[Owen]Trisha> "Or did I just mow down four idiots for nothing?"