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Post by Deaths on May 2, 2017 4:30:27 GMT
The elevator takes what feels like nearly a month to open, Marcus notices the others are growing impatient or at least he thinks so. Hard to tell under the mask though. Shaking these thoughts from his head Marcus pulls two flashbangs out from his bag passing one to Hansel. The door dings and the flash bangs are thrown, a loud bang is heard followed by screaming. "GO!" Marcus yells as he turns to the corner, Hansel books it straight to behind the bar, leaping over the counter he perfectly smashes his knee into the face of the bartender. The crowds are screaming as Marcus charges forward and puts the bald headed guard into a chokehold. "Listen to me." He whispers desperately pleading with him. "My name is Andrew Connors, I'm an undercover FBI agent they are intending to rob the vault. Stand down for the safety of everyone."
"Are you fucking with me?" The guard ask with a hopeful optimism, he sighs nodding his head placing a finger into his ear piece. "All units stand down."
One by one the guards drop their weapons, raising their hands in surrender. "Ulf secure the guns, I'll start cuffing the hostages." Marcus jumps onto a nearby table and begins to make a speech. "Ladies and gentlemen good evening, you may call me blue. I will be your hostage taker for tonight." A few panicked cries come out from the crowd a well timed gunshot into the ceiling regains the attention from the crowd. "My associates and I will be coming around momentarily to zip tie all of you, and secure any weapons or cellphones you may have." He sounds more like a salesman instead of a criminal, as he is relaxed and charisma is oozing from his body. "Well aren't you a pretty little kitty." He jumps off the table and approaches Leopard, she can't tell but he has an evil grin growing as he grabs her by the hair and slams her into the table. Quickly placing his bag on the table he pulls out a zip tie and cuffs his 'boss'. "If only everything was this easy." He thinks to himself, almost laughing at how easily she let herself be trap.
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Post by jackygirl on May 2, 2017 12:26:37 GMT
Leopard lets out a feigned cry of terror as Marcus roughly cuffs her making sure she stays in character. From the corner of her eye she sees Jack tighten his grip on his gun a brief flash of anger crossing his eyes behind the mask. Leopard imperceptibly shakes her head and he relaxes slightly the plan is at a delicate stage the police must believe the only intruders are Team-F so that Team-S will not be interrupted while they breach the vault. She starts to cry crocodile tears ruining her mascara but making her act all the more convincing. She has to stop herself from smiling at the expression of shock on Smith's face, the richest man in the world suddenly feeling very vulnerable indeed.
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Post by Hunter on May 3, 2017 12:04:02 GMT
Finally some action ! Ulf quickly unloads the guards' guns, throwing them in a bag,he shoves his buttstock in the stomach of the nearest security staff for good mesure. "Stay the fuck down !" he yells this words in his native langage, they maybe not understand it but the guy might be a perfect example. "Alrigth people listen up ! Like the guy said: I want you to drop what you got in your pockets, phone, wallet, everything. And please, don't try to be a hero, I might get angry at you if you do that and you don't want me to be angry, the only thing you will achieve is to die because you were stupid." He goes to complete his part of the task after his little demonstration, asking the civilians to put their hands behind their backs to secure them.
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Post by Shift on May 4, 2017 20:51:55 GMT
Zenturi loaded his gun, with a tranq dart at the ready. He ran his fingers over his shurikens as he moved forward. The other team have already begun from the looks of it, meaning guards should be rusing over to the ballroom. He headed over to a cargo elevator, careful to avoid any cameras. Once he reached it, he opened the doors and clicked for the 97th floor. The elevator began to make it's journey upward, providing a few moments of peace. He turned to the two other teammates on the elevator with him, while still keeping an eye on the elevtor door. "I doubt this needs to be said, but I shall remind both of you of it. The alarms have no doubt been rung by the other team, meaning there will be a few stray guards making their way to the ballroom. For that reason, I recommend we be ready for any conflict to arrive." However, as he finished his reminder, the elevator skidded to a stop. "So it seems the elevator was stopped due to the alarms being rung. Well, that will make this more difficult, but still not impossible." He scanned the elevator, looking for any exits. That was when his eyes landed on a panel in the roof of the cargo elevator. "I believe I've found a way up. Are you two willing to climb up an elevator shaft?"
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Post by projectekertest33 on May 5, 2017 8:11:49 GMT
The police scanner in Niko's van suddenly began filling with reports of a hostage situation. Niko listened carefully before getting on the comms. "This is Superman, cops are on their way and they're bringing big guns but only Team-F have been noticed, pigs still don't know about Team-S or me and Gretel." He checked his SMG to make sure the safety was off. Niko turned to Jill. "I think we must be ready pigs might try to get in through car-park. If they come we stay quiet for as long as possible, cannot get friends out escape route if we are dead da?" Jill picks up her gun and slides down inside the van as to be almost invisible from the outside Niko crouches down besides the pedals in the driver's seat. "So it seems we will be spending the night together krastoska? Any ideas on how to make it more interesting?" Jill stares at him blankly and Niko sighs. "Didn't think so..."
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Post by DodoDestroyer on May 5, 2017 8:51:16 GMT
Madalene makes small movement to steady herself as the elevator comes to a halt. Security procedure, the is at the highest point of the complex so disabling all elevators is the way to cut off a thief's path. Rather cliché, she muses, though a skilled Thief always makes sure there are other ways to get to their destination, as Zenturi proves by suggesting to climb the shaft. She turns her head to look at the dial above the elevator doors, floor 94... Not that much of a climb for her or the ninja, but she looks at Noelle and wonders how she would fair at this.
"I scale up all kinds of buildings and shafts all the time... mostly just out of fun." She smirks playfully behind her mask to Zenturi and looks up at the panel, ready to get some exercise. She removes the panel carefully and is cautious to make as little sound as possible, creating loud noises would be a poor thing to do if they do not know if there is anybody already on this floor... Placing it gently on the floor, Madalene jumps up and pulls herself out of the elevator and onto the roof of it. She quickly looks at her surroundings. Doesn't appear to be any ladder but they can either use the openings on the walls as makeshift hand holes or climb the elevator cables, both work for the french jewel thief. She kneels in front of the hole and holds out her hand to Noelle. "Ladies first."
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Post by snipsnap on May 8, 2017 1:19:31 GMT
Noelle slammed into the side of the elevator as it jolted to a halt on the 94th floor. Obviously Team F was doing their job, but she thought her team would have had a little more time. Noelle didn't have a lot of time to talk to Zenturi before the mission, but he seemed nice enough and was definitely capable. A couple of curls fell over her mask as she hung her head in defeat at Zenturi's question, "Not like we have much of a choice." She slid her tablet into a flat position on her arm console and watched in half-awe, half-envy as Madalene deftly pulled herself out of the elevator. That is something she would never be able to do in a million years. Noelle saw the outstretched hand and begrudgingly accepted being pulled into the elevator shaft. With a quick leap she landed one hand in Madalane's hand and the other just barely grasping the side of the opening. Just as she was crawling into the opening she heard alerts blaring in her headset. Heaving herself over the side and scrambling to a seated position what Superman said over the comm was true: multiple police forces were approaching their location, most likely only aware of Team F. They were safe, for now. In the meantime she was going to remotely connect Ulf to the police feed, before it may be deemed safer to jam their signal completely.
"Proxy to Ulf, if you wish to hear the positions and plans of the police switch your left earpiece to the second setting, you'll be tapped into their feed. Use it as you will." With a small hum of satisfaction she looked up the elevator shaft to the floor they needed to be on. Her mind graphed a route, but it wouldn't be easy for someone as un-athletic as herself. Taking a deep breath Noelle steeled her nerves, this mission would go forward with or without her, and she asked to be here.
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Post by Shift on May 8, 2017 20:19:20 GMT
Once Noelle made it to the elevator shaft, Zeturi made it up as well without any struggle. Looking upward, Zenturi scanned for a route up. He worried about how Noelle would do, but he was sure that she'd be able to make it through. He turned torwards his starting point, and glanced at the others. "Come on, we've got to head up," and with that being said he grasped one handhold, and moved on to the next with quick speed, carefully adjusting his feet and hands for better grip. The 97th floor wasn't that far away, so it wouldn't be an issue for him. He aimed for another handholf, and leaped upward for it. Grasping it perfectly, he made his way up. He slowed down a tad, just in case Noelle would need help.
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Post by projectekertest33 on May 11, 2017 22:51:11 GMT
Outside the tower the police had set up a two-block wide perimeter and were evacuating any civilians in the area. A hostage negotiator and a S.W.A.T team had been called in but until they arrived Lieutenant McAllister, four days from retirement, was calling in every suit she could get on the radio to help keep rubber-necks away from the area and cover all the exits from the building. "S.W.A.T is ten minutes out." She was told over the radio. "What about the negotiator?" She asked. "Fifteen, the perps made any demands yet?" "Nope but they've got the entire floor hostage it's going to be a matter of time so get me the negotiator in five." "Roger that Lt."
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Post by Hunter on May 12, 2017 6:13:18 GMT
Ulf had switched on the police radio as soon as Proxy mentionned it, the kid really did wonders on that one. He strolled around, feigning to watch over the civilians as he listened to the comms and taking any useful informations, ah ! Seems like they are finally making their moves. "Heat coming in 10 minutes, S.W.A.T and a negociator so I guess we get 25 to 30 minutes before they send the cavalry." He might be wrong on that one but he had to announce the news to each team F members.
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Post by snipsnap on Jun 2, 2017 2:58:14 GMT
Zenturi began his ascent and Noelle had to consciously make sure to not let her jaw drop as he effortlessly jumped from spot to spot making his way up. She noted that he seemed to slow down slightly , obviously making sure he didn't leave her in the dust. Remembering the spots that he had used, Noelle aimed to use them as well, since they were obviously stable enough to support her body weight. She moved slowly but meticulously, shortening the time it should take for someone as unfit as her by taking shortcuts wherever possible. Noelle was slightly embarrassed at the sheen of sweat starting to form on her forehead after only climbing the distance of one floor, but she was a quick learner, doing her best to mimic the movements of her teammates which saved her a lot of energy. It was definitely hard to focus on her comm while climbing, but she did note that they had approximately 25-30 minutes to get to the 100th floor before an escape from the upper floors would be impossible.
Her breath deepening as Noelle pushed forward she groaned to her comrades, "How much further and how are we going to get the doors open?" She reached into her mind remembering the timing and route of the guards and determined they should pass by in a minute and twenty-seven seconds, give or take. They had open those doors very quietly right after the guards left if they wanted to avoid a fight.
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Post by DodoDestroyer on Jun 2, 2017 8:07:59 GMT
Madalene waits until Noelle had a good grip on the hand holds and some of the way up before beginning to scale up herself, she wants to be scaling closeby the hacker incase she begins to struggle. Improvised climbing can be a tiring task for even the most experienced. Satisfied that she can handle it for now, the French woman makes her move. Giving a small run to the wall and kicking up it, she uses momentum to give herself enough power into her jump to grab hold of the holds a good amount of feet up. She uses her strong legs to climb instead of her arms, reserving energy and making short work of this what would be a long journey up but she makes sure to stick close and check on the hacker every now and then. Last thing she wants is on her team slipping and becoming a messy pancake...
"Sometimes the best solution is not always the most graceful." Madalene responds to Noelle's complaints with a wink, she barely seems tired from the climb. "There is no power to the elevators, no? Meaning the elevator doors won't be either. We just need to quietly pry them open and close again, no need for a fancy way of doing it." After sometime, Madalene sees the elevator doors in sight. Time to see if this solution will pay off... "Proxy, give us the go ahead once the guards are out of the line of sight of the doors, Strike and I will pull open a door each and close them once we're all inside, yes?" She expectantly waits for her companion's confirmation while she reaches the elevator doors and pulls herself up to it, standing just on the ledge with one hand gripping a hold to stop herself from falling.
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Post by Shift on Jun 2, 2017 20:42:06 GMT
Zenturi kept climbing up, maintaining an optimal distance from Noelle in case of any accidents. He listens to Madeline's plan to open the door, and responds accordingly. "Got it," He said as he followed Madeline's lead, pulling himself onto the ledge, holding himself with a single hand. Expectantly, he waits for Noelle to give the go ahead.
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Post by jackygirl on Jun 3, 2017 22:26:15 GMT
Claymote followed Marcus into the ball room smirking slightly at Leopard's performance. Right time to do his bit of the plan. He scanned the room spotting the mark. "Ulf!" He yelled though the crocodile mask he'd picked up from the van. "Bring Smith over here. He and I need to have a chat..."
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Post by Hunter on Jun 3, 2017 23:55:50 GMT
"On it !" Niclas left the hostages he was currently guarding after scaring them once more for good mesure before going over the host of the party. Poor guy "Looks like it's not your day buddy. Now get the fuck up and move !" Mr. Smith got his share of abuse from the swedis has he keeps geting pushed over and over to his destination under the eyes of everbody else. Smith falls in front the reptile mask but doesn't stay down long as Ulf raises him by the neck of the suit. "Yu are good or you need some help with that ?"
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Post by snipsnap on Jun 6, 2017 15:16:20 GMT
Noelle's mouth settled into a grim line as Zenturi and Madalene reached the doors. Looking at her watch she realized that they had to open those doors in about 30 seconds. That should be enough time for her to get up there as well. Hustling a little more she made it up there with five seconds to spare. Huffing and puffing from the added effort she shouted to Madalene and Zenturi, "Now! Do it now!" While they took care of the door, Noelle hooked her elbow around one of the arm holds and open up her tablet again. She observed that the police had the building surrounded, but they were keeping a 100 foot perimeter around the building. Noelle bit her lip, wondering how Superman and Gretel were holding up. They should be hidden enough for the police to not notice them but that could change in an instant. The 97th floor was also a mystery that was still nagging at her. Sure they were prepared for the pressure plates on the 98th floor, but that didn't matter if they died on this one.
Suddenly an alert came across her screen notifying her that all security systems were being put online, and that perhaps the room they were about to enter was not as safe as she first thought. "Guys, scope out the room before going through the doorway. Somehow I wouldn't put it past Smith to booby-trap a simple storage room and I have a hunch the guards don't come through here often for a reason," Noelle tapped away at the screen for a moment before concluding, "Based on the thermal map Leopard gave me of the building this room is very warm despite having practically no ventilation, signaling some kind of heavy machinery. The guards never seem to do more than pass by the doorway. An educated guess would be a laser grid covering either the floor or the entire room, but who knows. If I am correct, these lasers will slice through skin like a hot knife through butter."
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Post by DodoDestroyer on Jun 8, 2017 19:22:37 GMT
On her go ahead, Madalene pulls on one door as Zenturi does the same on his. The doors take some strength, but they slide smoothly open once they are past it. Upon Noelle's warning, Madalene nods. "Leave it to me." she slips through the opening and and crouches down into a stalking motion while keeping her eyes around her surroundings, she sees no guards but no laser grid either... Of course, they will no reveal themselves to the naked eye. From the equipment she brought along, NVG is one of her essentials. She pulls them over her eyes and upon turning them on, her line of sight is engulfed in a low green hue, making the place more visible and more importantly, the lasers reveal themselves.
She analyses their positions, their route for ones that are in motion and which gaps and openings she can fit her lean body through. "Proxy, is there a manual shut off for the grid somewhere in this room? If so, I can traverse through the lasers towards it and deactivate it long enough for you two safe passage." She is 80% sure there is a shut off, incase the guards need to go through the grid for whatever reason. However, they must act quickly once she reaches it. The grid switched off for too long could rouse suspicion for the security system and worst case scenario, trigger an alarm. Other than that, Madalene can understand why Leopard went through so much effort to track the infamous thief down. The laser grid is a masterpiece, it leaves very few vulnerabilities in openings, and those are covered by the moving lasers and only allowing at max, a two second window to move through it. It would take the greatest modern thief with brilliant reaction time and flexibility to past through this unscathed. Lucky for the team, Madalene is that thief.
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Post by jackygirl on Jun 8, 2017 22:03:28 GMT
"Nah keep the punters under control." Claymote says gesturing around. "Mr Big-shot here and I are going to have some fun." "I'll pay you!" Smith yells terrified. "Just say the number!" Claymote is tempted but he catches Leopard's eye and his mind flicks back to the show her goon put on when recruiting him. He'd probably get more from robbing the vault and not piss off the high-powered criminal in the process. "Shut up!" His fist smashes into Smith's nose and he feels a satisfying snap as it breaks blood and snot staining the man's expensive suit as Claymote drags him along the carpet towards the toilet. "You and me are about to have a LONG chat."
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Leopard was subtly watching for threats to the plan through her fake tears. From above the ballroom she noticed a door open near the balcony and a security guard who must have hid in the staff kitchen peaked out. She could swear she saw a gun in his hand. "Blue, Ulf, Hansel, guard upstairs, third door on the left, possibly armed." She said between sobs into her radio.
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Post by Hunter on Jun 24, 2017 11:27:46 GMT
Ulf checks his magazine, confirming to his boss that he is on the matter. "Hey Iron man, stay here with Hansel, i'm coming back" he climbs the stairs, now to the third door... This one ? Look like it's closed, the guard might have seen Niclas climbing the stairs and hid himself in the room. Ulf slowly creeps toward the door handle, taking cover from the door frame he slowly open the door until thre bullets hit the wood. the hostages downstairs immediatly scream once again. "Shit ! the guy is in front of my door what I'm supposed to do now ?!" Fuck, he's talking to someone, Ulf have to act quickly, he kick the door and rush inside, he check is immdiate right, nothing, now on the left, as he scans the entire room and seea glimpse of the shooter in the corner of his vision two more shots are fired, one went wide and missed but the second connect and hit Ulf in the belly, cursing himself he unleash a bust of his own weapon, hitting the poor guy in the chest. The effect is immediate, the guy might have died before hitting the ground; Niclas checks the guards state, definitly dead, a phone next to the body with an active call, Ulf promptly stomps on it . As for him the kevlar took the hit but it still hurt like hell. Quickly retrieving the weapon he joins the other and inform the other teams. "Ulf here, shot a guard, he's dead. He had a call with someone, might be the cops."
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Post by projectekertest33 on Jun 27, 2017 19:59:07 GMT
"SHOTS FIRED! SHOTS FIRED!" The lieutenant yelled. "SWAT teams move in take out the hostiles in the ballroom and secure the hostages." Black-clad SWAT in full body armour with rifles stormed up the staircases and rappelled from the rooftop assaulting the ballroom. First the flash-bangs went in followed by the men themselves.
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