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| The Break In | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Mar 20 2011, 07:24 AM (93 Views) | |
| Jam-Jul Lison | Mar 20 2011, 07:24 AM Post #1 |
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The camera fades in on Jam-Jul Lison standing next to four knocked out, battered and bruised scientists. He seems impatient, he calls out. Jam-Jul Lison: Are you quite done yet? A familiar voice answers. Voice: Patience was never one of your virtues, you should learn to exercise it more. Jam-Jul Lison turns to look at the man he was talking to and smiles. Jam-Jul Lison: Still, I have to admit that this was a lot easier then the last time I broke in. The figure steps into the frame and we can recognize DarkStalker. DarkStalker: That's because finesse was never your game, brother. Jam-Jul shrugs and smiles. Jam-Jul Lison: You have the data? DarkStalker takes out a disk from his coat. DarkStalker: That and much more. Come, it's time to leave. DarkStalker moves back and jumps, catching the air duck entrance and moves in when he suddenly stops. Jam-Jul is standing calmly on the ground. DarkStalker is still hanging when he looks down at Jam-Jul. DarkStalker: You changed the plan, didn't you. Jam-Jul smiles. DarkStalker: Tell me you did not send them to the front door. Jam-Jul smiles even wider as the sound of a great commotion is heard, people screaming and scrambling in the corridors. DarkStalker drops down. Jam-Jul pulls out a small metal box from his cloak. Jam-Jul Lison: A present for our friends. DarkStalker: Some sort of bomb I presume. Jam-Jul walks over to the door and sets it in front of it. He then walks back under the air duct and pulls out a small remote from his cloak. He then points it at the box and presses a button on it. He then sticks it back in his cloak. Jam-Jul Lison: A proximity bomb actually. Shall we leave now brother? DarkStalker shakes his head in disbelief and then pulls himself up into the air shaft. A few seconds later, Jam-Jul Lison leaps into the air, grabs ahold of the edge of the shaft and pulls himself up into it. A few minutes later the door slides open and the bomb explodes and the camera feed goes dead. |
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