Warrior Cats: The Four Clans

Venomheart · ThunderClan Warrior

RE: The Patriots .:A Future World RP:. ~Full~

Florestadream · RiverClan Warrior

As the hologram shot up the insignia, Valerie's - Dex's, she corrected - eyes narrowed as she sat there, unmoving, mouth concealed by her hands. Though she was dense to emotions, Valerie could feel the tension in the air as the man spoke. They all had killed to achieve their ranks. Or rather, Valerie had left the others to kill themselves and only killed fifty-four. Ah. That explains VS0054, she thought in passing. Valerie was not an idiot. She was a pretty face, but had a calculating mind. Her ivy eyes shot to Ghost Town as he let out a quiet snort as he sent an amused gaze her way. Flashing all ten fingers twice, she whispered, "Twenty ways."

Ebonycloud · WindClan Deputy

William's eyes narrowed a bit as his cheeks pulled up in to a slightly larger grin, but barely so. So Dex was no only adept at controlling her body, but she was almost able to read his mind. Possibly a handy trait in the future. Of course Dex couldn't really read his mind, that would be silly. William, or Ghost Town to everyone else, turned his eyes back to the luxury man and scratched his stubble again.
The fat man had fixed GK with a harsh stare, "Well young lady, your mission is simple. Find the terrorists and... correct the situation." William lifted a brow at this, catching the man's attention. "That's right Commander Cas-" he stopped himself, shooting a look at Dex, "Ghost Town. Correct the situation."
William tilted his head to the side, "And what exactly do you intend for us to correct?"
The man grinned broadly, "Their existence if you will. They're alive, I want you to correct this."
William frowned, a position his mouth was all to familiar to doing, "What is there crime?"
The luxury man frowned back at William, "What ever do you mean? Weren't you trained to obey the orders of The Supreme Commander and Chief? He is the head of this agency and is personally overseeing your missions. He was the one that assigned this to you. Is that a problem? If it is, we can... correct, it for you." The man gave them all a triumphant look while William burned inside.
"Not at all, I just wanted to see how to proceed," William said evenly.
The luxury man waved away the comment, "Use your best judgement. Your targets are currently residing in a compound in New Hope City." There was that name again. William shifted a bit in his chair, that was the name of the city the person in the encrypted message talked about. "They are armed and dangerous. You are encouraged to use lethal force. They will not surrender so eliminate them all."
William looked to the screen as the fat man clicked a remote button that he had pulled from his jacket. The holo-screen changed to a HD picture of militia men and women holding various types of weapons. Despite all the technological advances, New America tended to prefer using ancient style weapons. Bullets and lead, it got the job done and it did now as well. The people on the screen were dressed in advanced armor and looked as if they were ready to kill anyone that crossed their paths.
William turned his eyes back to the luxury man, "How many?"
The man replied with a simple, "20"
William turned his eyes back to the screen. Twenty? Child's play. Then again, the context of a situation could be far more dangerous than the actual battles. If Patriot Squad killed these people, wouldn't they be turning twenty radical's missions in to a crusade? Wouldn't this make these twenty people martyrs? There were far to many things to consider and it seemed that his leaders weren't thinking them through.

Florestadream · RiverClan Warrior

Leaning her head on her left hand, Valerie leaned forwards, slightly interesting. "Ah. New Hope City. Lovely name, is it not?" she spoke wistfully. Turning towards Ghost Town, who was frowning, she made a ticking noise twice. "Commander, you'll get frown lines. Shame to ruin such a handsome face. A mission is a mission and we were created to follow them out, as animalistic it may seem." Her head still remained leaning on her left hand. Her eyes quickly turned back towards the old man. Fake smile playing on her lips, she showed pearly whites. "And, oh, sir. You never introduced yourself. If you know us so well, why can we not know you?" Her voice was almost a purr, she obviously trying to get information out of him. Valerie knew how to use her pretty face to get what she wanted.

Ebonycloud · WindClan Deputy

William had not responded to Dex's comment. He had felt his face almost flush for a moment, that was until she started cooing at the fat man.His mouth frowned deeper, obviously she was adept at knowing just what to say to get just what she wanted. He would not play this game. Instead he sent a chilling look at the woman, most likely she would just brush it off but still, it was the principle of the thing.
The luxury man turned toward Dex, his rounded face pulling up in to a smile, "Now sugar, that's a little classified." The blue-eyed beauty beside him grinned triumphantly at Dex. However the fat man continued, "But I guess it won't hurt much. Ya'll do deserve to know the name of your benefactor." The woman looked incredulous now, though she only made a snort instead of saying something. The luxury man placed his hand over his chest and bowed his head slightly, "Ya'll can call me 'Slim'."
William didn't whether to punch the man, or ignore the comment. Obviously he was trying to take another jab at the Patriot Squad's resolve to keep the only names they had ever come to know. William hated 'Slim' with a passion now. "Alright Fats, just tell us how to get to New Hope City and we'll be off."
Slim merely chuckled condescendingly, "Hold on a moment 'Ghost Town'. We can't just send you off with Sniper expert Lepar."
"Well if you intended on giving this meeting without her I don't see what the problem is," William retorted.
"Oh don't worry, she's being briefed as we speak," He grinned carelessly, "For now, ya'll need to get yourselves to the armory. From there you can pick up your weapons and ammo. There should be plenty there to keep ya'll happy for years." William snorted in reply, the idea of so many weapons eased his mind. He was familiar with dealing with cold steel, now fat men and beautiful women. It would be good to hold machine again. Slim turned to his assistant and cooed in a way that made William's skin crawl, "Jenny, dear, would you take these fine folks down to the armory? They need to get to their mission ASAP."
The woman named Jenny looked at Slim, a nervous look in her eyes. She turned to look at each of the deadly five Patriots, all like jungle cats just waiting for a moment to strike. However she was confident seeing as they were in a secure facility and that each of these five had sworn loyalty to NAGA. She nodded to William who was still in his relaxed pose, head resting against his hand, "If you'll just follow me Commander Cassidy." She motioned for him to follow, but when he didn't budge she began to look flustered.
William tilted his head to the side, "It's Ghost Town."
Jenny fidgeted for a moment, "Commander Ghost Town, please, this way." William stood, towering over the woman. She quickly made her way to the large wooden double doors.
"Good luck Commander," Slim chided.
William turned his eyes over to the man who at this point looked dwarfed do to his girth. William let out a low growl but did not reply. Instead he turned to follow Jenny, his eyes moving to each Patriot. They would know to follow, they'd be stupid not to.

Florestadream · RiverClan Warrior

Throwing her head back, Valerie stood, laughing coldly. "Well thank you, Slim," she replied in her usual cold voice. Standing, she stood tall at five feet, eleven inches, only three inches shorter than Ghost Town. She felt pride at that as she easily caught up to him with her long legs. Shrugging, she turned her cold eyes towards Ghost Town. "Well, I tried. It was easier during the battle." Her attitude was apathetic towards all. In her mind, she laughed at how before, she was nothing like it. How before, she was kind and forgiving and could let things slide. Mouth set in a firm line, Valerie continued. "You never know. That could save us. It may not be... how you would say, moral, but it is a way to get ahead. Is that not what we need?" At this, she threw him a blazing smile, hearing the woman - Jenny, corrected Valerie - snort. Quickly it slipped from her face and she raised a delicate eyebrow in curiosity.

Venomheart · ThunderClan Warrior

GK stood and followed Commander Ghost Town. This should be easy she thought happily. She sighed as they stepped out. Patruskia stood behind her and she felt a litttle paranoid with a woman with such expeirince with weapons behind her, but none the less, she still kept her pace.

-- Edited by Venompaw on Wednesday 9th of November 2011 09:18:22 PM

Ebonycloud · WindClan Deputy

William sent a sideways glace at Dex for a long moment before he turned forward again. He stayed silent until he thought up a way to reply, after a moment he shrugged, "I suppose it will be helpful. Not saying that it won't. That's why we're all here. The best of the best at what we do and how we do it. I won't question your methods. There might be quite a lot of uses for your particular," He turned his eyes back to her and looked her body up and down, "Talents." He had not looked at her as most men would have, that primal base look of desire. Instead he had looked at her almost admiringly, her talent of information gather was obviously liked to the way she read others and the way she could force her body to respond to them in a way that made them want to spill all their secrets. A clean and graceful way of gathering info, a lot more so than William's tactic. Step 1. Punch a face, hope for info Step 2. Repeat step 1. A tactic that hadn't always had the desired affect, not to mention he all to often created a bloody mess. In front of the two Jenny continued to tap along with her high-heels, the only other noise beside the Patriots shoes and the conversation. From the curt way she walked, he could tell Jenny was extremely uncomfortable around the Bio-Agents.

Venomheart · ThunderClan Warrior

GK continued following Jenny down the hall. Well, a nice team, no doubt. she thought. She often wouldnt take orders from a fat old man who called himself Slim, but she had no choice.

ooc; gtg sorry its short >.

Ebonycloud · WindClan Deputy

OOC; If you don't have very much to post you don't have to. Often this can make a cluttered mess of posts similar to the ones you've posted before. Try to aim for three lines and if you don't have enough to post, then don't.