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Post by Envy on Oct 10, 2007 13:57:13 GMT -6
SCAR-SAN
He looked at the needle, then at the half-elf, which was whispering to his ear. *When I will get out, you will be the first one to die!* he hissed and his voice trmbled slightly.
Drums. Drums. Drums. A horn. A wailing tone, an alarm. they have noticed them. A goblin colonel named Isto, looked at his goblin warriors and then at the military fortress. *Soldiers! charge and tear that place apart! They have already noticed us, so make this quick! For freedom of Ishbal and Lior. CHAAAARGEEE!* He put his helmet on, and swung the sword. *Katapults! Fire at will!* The giant machines, were loaded with rubble and fire devices, and they rained hell on the Amestris fortress. *Archers! Let your bow sing!* The elven mercenaries came forward with their specific longbows, pulled the strings and started to fire a volley over volley over the stone walls. *Fifth and sixth legion! Forward and no mercy!* About 6000 goblin warriors, which was about a third of all army strenght moved forward, attacking the walls and gates with battering rams, ladders and siege towers.
On the other on the fortress, 20 riders appeared ridding straight from the forest. All the defenses seemed to be on the other side, goblins were forcing the military to defend one side only. Time for those 20 elite assassins to sneak in. Before anybody could notice them, they climbed over the walls and hided inside.
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Post by chess on Oct 10, 2007 16:25:54 GMT -6
Havoc ran out the room as the sirens began to sound. Breda ran upto him 'Shit this is not good, they are attacking from the south...what should we do?' Havoc didnt know, he knew that this was a job for the higher ups, but he had more pressing issues on his mind. The man was right, they were attacking from the south. He couldnt tell anyone he knew this information before they actually attacked, he liked his head where it was.
'What have you come back for?' Havoc shouted, 'You were going to get the higher ups werent you?' Breda was confused, he had never seen his friend like this before. He left it at that fact that Havoc was stressed out. 'Yes, erm well I'll go get them then' Breda said running away in the other direction. Havoc breathed deep. He went to do what he was going to do in the first place and ring the major in Northern headquarters.
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Post by carduus on Oct 11, 2007 10:03:26 GMT -6
TUCKER: Sights sadly: "I know, I have heard that threat many a time ever since I was small. Not that I would be hurting anybody back then, but just out of their sheer hatred for me. Its never easy to be a mixblood..."
"Anyway, what I do to you - take it as my job description. We all have something and I like my job - pays decent too."
He lowered the needle and with a strong tug pulled it out with the thread out of Scar's clothes. He released the grip on the threads through the other's ears and moved backward.
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Post by Envy on Oct 11, 2007 16:25:11 GMT -6
SCAR-SAN ISTO
The scared man, breathed in relief, as the hold loosen. *So is this your job now?* he growled. *Torturing? Returning the pain you have received?* Still he didn't dare to move, the guy which was standing behind him gave him the creeps. *Are you trying to achieve anything by this way?*
The attack on the south side continued. Thousands of goblins charged throught the open ground, leaving the dead and wounded behind. Ladders were brought first, and goblins were starting to climb up swifly as agile monkeys. They attacked the defenders on the walls. Isto was watching the battle from the distance. He gave an order for the catapults and archers to cease their fire. It was now a sword bussiness. And if this attack would fail, he had fresh reserves. *Amestris will burn in the inferno they made themselves.* he said calmly.
A hooded figure creaped throght the fortress. Nobody did notice it, yet it was not light-hearted. It looked for the prisoners cells and the interogation chambers. 19 other figures have spread into the other parts of this fort. A few dead guards, nothing more, for the military was still distracted by the attack on the south.
The irony of this thing was, that Isto had no idea, that these assassins crept into the enemy lair. They had their own orders.
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Post by carduus on Oct 12, 2007 11:47:21 GMT -6
"Yes, you could say that... isn't any man trying to achieve something? I just have my way to it..."
He tugged slightly at one of the strings in the ear, it slid past a bit, then leaned in to the abused ear:
"Ever felt... unrooted (vykořeněný) in places you wished to call home?"
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Post by chess on Oct 13, 2007 12:47:09 GMT -6
Breda ran down the hall, back towards Lt Archer. 'Sir' he said saluting 'the south side is under attack, we need to send tropps out'
Havoc had just reached the phone when it had started to ring. He answered it, knowing full well it would be Major Armstrong on the other end. 'Yes' Havoc answered formally. 'I was wondering when i was going to get a call from you Havoc' the major voice boomed down the phone. 'This is redicioulous, you were suspose to find out when this was happening, thats what an interagration is' 'Yes sir, but i had-' 'I DONT WANT EXCUSES' he shouted 'Get the higer up in there to sort them selves out and you better be quick about it! You know what happens to men who dont do their jobs right' he then hung up. Havoc was sweating 'this is great' he muttered, as he ran back to the room.
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Post by carduus on Oct 14, 2007 3:58:12 GMT -6
[They had phones at that time? Use a palantir ] ARCHER:Turns around, a brief flash of disbelief appearing on his face: "Under attack?! You bothered me before and suddenly you are up here again and telling me of an ATTACK! If this is a joke, soldier..." low voice dripping with poison: "If this is a joke, soldier, I will have you publicly whipped, skinned and beheaded..." Turns around and rushes towards the Southern Tower to look out. "OH VALAR!" Without wasting more time, he calls to the captains, gives them orders and winds a piece of his war strategy on the spot: "ARCHERS TO THE MERLON! POUR RESIN AT THOSE BY THE GATE! MAKE SURE TO KNOCK THEM OFF THE SIEGING LADDERS, SWORDSMEN READY TO GET WHOMEVER MANAGES TO GET UP... ALCHEMISTS! ALCHEMISTS! MAKE SURE OUR LOSS OF TROOPS IS MINIMAL AND THE ENEMY IS IN PIECES!" Turns to Breda, points a finger: "YOU give a call to our men holding the Southern positions and make those in the East alert as well. The Southeners are to fall into their backs, the Easteners are to be a back-up lest their positions are too weakened." He did not say 'Alert Mustang' - why now? He wants to be the one in charge and get the honours afterwards. Runs out to give orders, grabbing his armour and sword along the way and giving specific orders to the alchemists.
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Post by Envy on Oct 14, 2007 15:23:58 GMT -6
SCAR-SAN ISTO
Scar-san hissed: *I am at in my homeland you are destroying right now!* He turned his head a bit, to take a look at Tucker. *You maybe don't understand, but I have things to fight for! Is your past the only reason why do desided to help slaughtering and rampages of unjust war! You elves should know better!*
Isto seemed to be happy. He took a spy glass and observed the battlefield. Everything seemed to go according to plan. The cavarly of the finest Swan Knights waited for the gate to be breached. The infantry was performing a good job. The seige ladders were repeatedly pushed back, but then the seige towers arrived. They were the key bridge for the troops to get on the walls. They were starting to systematically clean in of any Amestris soldiers. Isto send ninth legion to reinforce their positions. It seemed that the Liorian army may win the day. It's troops have nearly reached the gatehouse.
The masked figures, were still not noticed. One of them, the smallest of them, managed to find and break into the prison block. It climbed into a window, killing guards inside with a elven magical blade. Another patrol of three soldiers were slain from the back. Then it found the doors to the interogation chamber where Scar-san was locked up. The figure, all dressend in black, face hidden, opened the door and pointed the sword inside. *Don't move!* it shouted to everyone inside.
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Post by carduus on Oct 15, 2007 10:46:11 GMT -6
Tucker, already partly in the shadows held his breath, but then continued talking to Scar:
"The Elves slaughtered my family. Have you ever heard of the phrase 'To warm a serpent upon one's chest'? That's what I am doing. I am becoming better at my skills and they are encouraging me. Eventually, this could turn against them..."
With a tug he pulled the strings out of scar's ear shells and continues: "Their army is bigger than yours. They possess many a secret weapon and they have no bad conscience after they use them..." He smiles distantly: "Best thing about it, that I made most of them..."
He tucked into the shadows and glared at the hooded man in the doorway.
"I hold no sides. I work for those who shelter and feed me and provide the material. But don't expect me to be loyal on the tip of a blade. I want to survive to avenge my family."
[Now, we got a bit braver Tucker here, but only when a blade is not tickling his throat.]
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Post by Envy on Oct 15, 2007 11:30:57 GMT -6
SCAR-SAN ASSIRA
The masked figure throw it's hood back, and behold! Before them stood a red-hair girl, marching forward, still pointing the sword at Tucker. *Scar-kun, we need to leave now!*
*Assira!* cried Scar-san in suprise. Assira came to him and cut the ropes with a long goblin knife. The scarred lad jumped to his feet rubbing his ears slightly. He turned to Tucker. A minute ago, he would immideately took a blade from Assira and kill the man, tucked in the shadows. But now, he felt pity, instead of anger. It seemed that he was honest about him. And he told something about the secret weapons. *Right,* he told Tucker. *You said something about those weapons, and I think it would be better, if we knew more about it. He took a sword from Assira, which she nicked from a dead guard. *Any objections?*
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Post by carduus on Oct 15, 2007 12:30:57 GMT -6
"No objections." He drawls out slowly, without emotion and secures his free needles in his leather apron. He has a Scalpel knife there too, but he does not use it - he knows he is not a good fighter and does not even try.
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Post by chess on Oct 19, 2007 17:12:24 GMT -6
Havoc ran back to the room, he had to get more info from the scarred man in order for them to know where else was going to be attacked. Not to mention he had to get this guy back into the cells...he could be useful later on or they would kill him that was the way it worked here. Havoc ran threw the door, thinking about what Armstrong had said to him. Then he stopped dead in the middle of the room, the scarred man was up and untied and there was someone else in the room, he couldnt see very well but she had beautiful long red hair. 'WHATS GOING ON HERE?' he asked 'Tucker??' he looked towards him.
Breda was stressed he didnt want to get the Colonel unless it was really important but then again they were under attack. He reached the door and banged on it so much the glass shook. 'Come on you gotta be in there!!' he mumbled
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Post by sweetdaddymustang on Oct 19, 2007 17:46:18 GMT -6
(I am making Mustang a two ton walrus, with giant tusks, ok) Walrustang "Breda, BUR BUR BUR,you know to be patient, it takes me forever to wobble from my desk to my door.BUR BUR BUR"
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Post by Envy on Oct 20, 2007 12:36:10 GMT -6
(Walrustang...? Wow... this is getting just... lol)
SCAR-SAN ASSIRA
Assira immeately turned around in a half piruete her blade stopped right at Havoc's neck. *Ah,* she smiled calmly. *An Amestris officer. Please to meet you. Now you can die.* She trusted the arm with sword...
*STOP!* shouted Scar-san. Assira froze and looked at Scar-san, a question in her face. *There is no point in killing him now. I will do that later. And we could try to extract some information from him at our base.* He stepped forward. *What do you say, Mr. Officer?*
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Post by chess on Oct 21, 2007 8:19:50 GMT -6
Havoc heart was beating so loud he was sure they could hear it. He was angry and annoyed, he couldnt believe someone had gotten into headquarters without anyone else knowing. This was madness he had a knife to this throat and the guy he had been interograting was saying not to kill him. 'You might aswell kill me, its not like im going to tell you anything' he stated trying to be brave as the sweat dripped down from his forhead.
BREDA 'Sir there is an attack on South headquarters and apparently here aswell, we need your instrutions on what to do!' Breda saulted Walrustang
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Post by Envy on Oct 21, 2007 9:37:20 GMT -6
SCAR-SAN ASSIRA
*Oh, we'll see about that,* whispered Assira in Havoc's ear. She moved her index-finger to her mouth, licked it and touched Havoc on a cheek. It hissed slightly. *You will tell me everything you know. And you will be so sorry and you will have no more to say.* She moved behind him, the blade still on his neck.
Scar-san nudged Tucker with his sword. *Now keep and front of me, have your hands where I can see them and don't make any sudden moves!*
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Post by carduus on Oct 21, 2007 15:12:51 GMT -6
[Eh? So Mustang is a giant Walrus... You can be a mountain Troll, lad. *Archer dies laughing*] [Havoc! Unless Musty is a really smexy walrus, you can now have chance with the ledeis! ] Tucker obliged: "I will just put my hood on, if you don't mind. The light makes me uneasy..." He slowly raised his hands and pulled his hood over his head, casting a shadow into his face. He regards Assira, a glint passes through his half-moon glasses, then he lowers his head and twirls a waxy thread around his finger in that fidgety manner of somebody nervous.
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Post by Envy on Oct 22, 2007 7:51:46 GMT -6
SCAR-SAN ASSIRA
The moved out of the interogation room. The dead guards lay on the floor. *Where now?* Scar-san asked.
*Follow me, we could get out through the window,* Assira replied. *May I ask for your name, officer?* she then asked Havoc directly. *You see, I always loved men in uniforms.* She laughed and touch his hair in a flirty manner.
Scar-san's face darkened. *There is no time for this here, Assira! You can play with him on the base!*
Assira laughed once more. *Play, you say?* She giggled. *Yes I do play. Oh, wonderful things await you Mr...* she paused, wating for Havoc to introduce himself.
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Post by chess on Oct 22, 2007 12:23:59 GMT -6
Havoc was shocked, this cant be happening. He didnt carry weapons on him when doing interagrations...this time he should have. 'Jean Havoc' he said in response to the young woman who was escorting him and Tucker out the building. Even though this was a freaky...to say the least situation he still couldnt take his eyes off the woman, she was incredably beautiful, even if she did have a knife to his throat. 'Were are we going?' he asked 'I could just call for help and you lot would be behind bars in no time'
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Post by Envy on Oct 23, 2007 16:29:18 GMT -6
ASSIRA
*Oh you think so?* she sniggered. *No, no, no, you got it wrong...* She pushed the knife against his neck. *You know what would happen Mr. Havoc?* she whispered softly. *This knife would cut through your aorta and you would bleed to death in seconds. Imagine it!* Her voice was getting more and more excited. *The cold blade, sinking into your soft skin, cutting through the flesh, the red blood bursting out of the wounds, right on the ground. I like blood. I might do this now.* Havoc felt the knife pressing even harder.
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