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Nanashi
Guest
Name: Kaiden Marshall
Nickname: The Beast, Akuma, Mr. K
Location: Unknown, Jack's "Office", 9:35 AM
Interactions: None
The music boomed throughout the steel halls of the building as Kaiden and Jack walked through. At every hook and turn there was someone working, either scrapping or modifying a car. They passed under a lift that was in the way of an elevator that took them down to the basement. As they entered, Jack pressing the button, Kaiden folded his arms behind his back. Today he was taking the day off from the school to settle his transportation issue. In a contract previous to this week, he lost his car to the target having used it to run them over and blow up their base of operations.
"You've been busy," he said, as the automatic doors close on each other. "Well, you know I like to work. Especially when you come around." She chuckled, removing her fire resistant gloves and pocketing them for later. Jack's attire always seemed aid back and unorthodox compared to what you'd expect from other mechanics. Even her casual attire was a bit of a draw, but it was expected from a girl who considers herself a black sheep. Hell, Kaiden couldn't complain considering he came in an all black suit. The heat from all the torch work and less than adequate AC didn't make his choice of attire feel very comfortable.
"You called me saying you had something special?" Kaiden turned to look at her. Jack giving him a shrug and a smirk. "Just a little something I'd been working on since you changed your ways. I figured you deserved something a little sentimental in your life," she trailed off, "Well, a few sentimental things..." As the lift touched down at the basement the doors opened to reveal what looked like a conference room, Jack's "office" as she called it. From wall to wall it was laced with weapons of all kinds, mostly Heckler & Koch which was her favorite contractors. In the center of the room sat a long oval-like table with a phone at the center. At the far side wall was a TV most likely wired to show a feed from the garage in case of trouble. But if Kaiden knew anything, it's that Jack has taken security notes from him.
Kaiden was all too familiar with this room with the numerous contracts he's undertaken. And with every scenario came and new weapon, with a ready and willing Jack to happily sell. She lifted the receiver of the phone and pressed the button to clear the line. Following, a crack would sound and gears turned as the wall sporting the TV would slide towards the right revealing another room. Smaller and yet neat with a table at it's center with lockers lining every wall along with ammo cans, weapon cases, and monitors with simulations of weapons stats flickering across the screen. Kaiden took a step closer to her before she walked into the room and dragged three large weapon cases from the back of the smaller room. Jack lined them side by side next to the table in the larger room, and popped them open.
"What do you got?" He asked with a smile. Jack returned it as she opened the first case. "I know you already have a well decorated personal armory at home, but this is just little something from me. No charge of course."
"First, your everyday all purpose weapon of choice, the assault rifle." She pulled from the case a Steyr AUG A3-CQC, a prototype development of the original AUG A3. It said there were only five models ever made since they didn't exactly take. Kaiden assumed she had to pull some strings to get a hold on one of them.
"Here we have an AUG A3-CQC, equipped with a micro T-1 red dot sight and G33 magnifier for a good handle on range. It's got a match trigger, so no matter how you fire it, it's always gonna be at your pace. You've got a choice between full-auto, semi-auto, or burst if you wanna be refined." She lifted the rifle up and used her free hand to slap the under-slung grenade launcher and display the magazine. "M203 grenade launcher for when you need a little extra firepower, a 30 round magazine, infrared tri-laser pointer on the side rail, and of course a suppressor for stealth. You'll need to buy your own grenades." Jack then placed the weapon back into it's case, "It's bull-pup design so it should be pretty light for you since you like to move around a lot."
"Not bad," Kaiden commented, taking the case by its folded handle and rolling it beside him. Jack clapped merrily as she moved on to the next case big enough to sport two weapons. "Next up, long ranged. Because who doesn't like a little precision in their life?"
She popped the seals and flicked the case open wide to show off the two death dealers, placing them both on the table. "First up, the Remington MSR. This bolt-action rifle can deal death at an effective sixteen hundred plus yards with a maximum of ten rounds in the magazine. Nothing too special besides packing a punch, a TARS101 3-15x50 scope, and suppressor." She gestured her hand over to the slightly shorter, but more outfitted rifle. "This is the SR-25. Compensated buttstock with a G28 precision scope. It gives you choice bewteen a long range view or a short ranged red dot for those dire situations. No need to worry abut rate of fire, this thing fires as fast as you can pull the trigger." Jack tapped her finger against the mag well. "You've got a twenty round magazine at your disposal, an angled fore grip for added accuracy. The side rail has a range finder so you'll know just how well you need to angle your shot. Hopefully, they serve you well."
"Of course," she said as she picked up the next large case, "We'd be heathens to forget about close range." Kaiden stepped beside her and helped her open this last case. The inside revealed a SPAS-12 Shotgun inside, prompting him to comment on it. Jack would nod and pick it up, placing it in Kaiden's hands. "Adjustable stock, eight round magazine, and a compensator at the muzzle. In case you need more buck in your buckshot." Kaiden placed the weapon on the table with the rest. Just as he turned to face her again, she presented him with a compact sub-machine gun. "This is the KRISS Vector CRB. Lightweight and subsonic. Anything you shoot from this thing with a suppressor won't make so much as a whisper. Extended stock, Aimpoint CompM4 red dot sight, full-auto to semi select fire, grip, laser pointer, and twenty-five rounds worth of close range decimation."
He took the weapon from her hands and placed it in the batch with the others, taking a moment to neatly line them up as Jack proceeded to grab the last weapon at the bottom of the case. He heard her make questionable groans and moans as she lifted it, causing him to look back in uncertainty. He'd see her cradling a large machine gun and rest it on the table. "This..." She said with a slight heave, out of breath. "This is the MK 48 machine gun. Belt fed, stock buttstock, EXPS3 holographic sight, 100 round box magazine with a grip and muzzle breaker." She huffed deeply and attempted to catch her breath. Kaiden stepped over and grabbed the weapon one-handed by the carrying handle.
"It's... really not that heavy," he said, using his free hand to rub the back of his head. "I am barely over five feet, you dick, don't judge me," she replied. Kaiden chuckled and took this time to repackage everything she laid out for him, then stacked each case by the elevator. As soon as he finished she stopped him with a tap on the shoulder. "Two more things." Kaiden nodded and followed her back towards the smaller room where she reached into a locker and handed him a handgun and a curved blade. "Heckler and Koch P30L. Fifteen round magazine with a custom muzzle break and built in silencer. And this is a karambit.. Panther's Claw they call it in Indonesia."
The curved blade was five inches in length and double edged. As he examined it Jack handed him the holster for it, to which he'd immediately attach it to his belt. "Thanks, Jack." He hugged her tightly, patting her back and kissing her cheek. She kissed his cheek back then pressed three buttons on the phone. Seconds later a number of men came in the room and grabbed the cases, loading them onto dollies to transport them upstairs to the garage.
"Where are they taking them?" he asked. Jack patted him on the back as she passed him, slapping his chest with her other hand to place a pair of car keys in his hands. "To your new car," she said as she followed behind them. He took the elevator back up an just as he exited it, he saw Jack heading back to her previous station. "I figured I'd give you a new one, since you lost your last one in your last contract. Try not to blow it up!"
"Which is it?" He exclaimed. Kaiden looked down at the control to see he could start it with a click of a button. "Another one of your super car projects, I bet." He muttered, clicking the start up to hearing the powerful roar of a boss 429 engine behind him. Turning around his eyes widened and his brows perked with a satisfied, yet surprised nod to see an all black 1969 Ford Mustang. He heavily expected her to give him something fancy and overly modern. Kaiden never expected her to have similar tastes like him. He quickly checked the trunk to see all of his new gift were neatly placed. Shutting the trunk, then hopping in his new ride and driving out the lot, Kaiden felt today would be generally laid back. At the first light he hit in the streets, he dawned blacked out aviator shades and attempted to turn on the radio.
Before he could flip the switch he heard a ruckus in the alley way to the right of him. It seemed there was to be a show down between a set of delinquents. Some seemed fairly young while the others were just passing their younger years by. Rather than take this time to intervene, or at least watch while holding up traffic, he caught the green light and proceeded to drive himself home. Besides, from what Kaiden saw one of the males was armed with a blade, and their adversaries didn't have anything. Short work would be made of whoever brought a fist to that fight.
Nickname: The Beast, Akuma, Mr. K
Location: Unknown, Jack's "Office", 9:35 AM
Interactions: None
"You've been busy," he said, as the automatic doors close on each other. "Well, you know I like to work. Especially when you come around." She chuckled, removing her fire resistant gloves and pocketing them for later. Jack's attire always seemed aid back and unorthodox compared to what you'd expect from other mechanics. Even her casual attire was a bit of a draw, but it was expected from a girl who considers herself a black sheep. Hell, Kaiden couldn't complain considering he came in an all black suit. The heat from all the torch work and less than adequate AC didn't make his choice of attire feel very comfortable.
"You called me saying you had something special?" Kaiden turned to look at her. Jack giving him a shrug and a smirk. "Just a little something I'd been working on since you changed your ways. I figured you deserved something a little sentimental in your life," she trailed off, "Well, a few sentimental things..." As the lift touched down at the basement the doors opened to reveal what looked like a conference room, Jack's "office" as she called it. From wall to wall it was laced with weapons of all kinds, mostly Heckler & Koch which was her favorite contractors. In the center of the room sat a long oval-like table with a phone at the center. At the far side wall was a TV most likely wired to show a feed from the garage in case of trouble. But if Kaiden knew anything, it's that Jack has taken security notes from him.
"What do you got?" He asked with a smile. Jack returned it as she opened the first case. "I know you already have a well decorated personal armory at home, but this is just little something from me. No charge of course."
"First, your everyday all purpose weapon of choice, the assault rifle." She pulled from the case a Steyr AUG A3-CQC, a prototype development of the original AUG A3. It said there were only five models ever made since they didn't exactly take. Kaiden assumed she had to pull some strings to get a hold on one of them.
"Here we have an AUG A3-CQC, equipped with a micro T-1 red dot sight and G33 magnifier for a good handle on range. It's got a match trigger, so no matter how you fire it, it's always gonna be at your pace. You've got a choice between full-auto, semi-auto, or burst if you wanna be refined." She lifted the rifle up and used her free hand to slap the under-slung grenade launcher and display the magazine. "M203 grenade launcher for when you need a little extra firepower, a 30 round magazine, infrared tri-laser pointer on the side rail, and of course a suppressor for stealth. You'll need to buy your own grenades." Jack then placed the weapon back into it's case, "It's bull-pup design so it should be pretty light for you since you like to move around a lot."
"Not bad," Kaiden commented, taking the case by its folded handle and rolling it beside him. Jack clapped merrily as she moved on to the next case big enough to sport two weapons. "Next up, long ranged. Because who doesn't like a little precision in their life?"
She popped the seals and flicked the case open wide to show off the two death dealers, placing them both on the table. "First up, the Remington MSR. This bolt-action rifle can deal death at an effective sixteen hundred plus yards with a maximum of ten rounds in the magazine. Nothing too special besides packing a punch, a TARS101 3-15x50 scope, and suppressor." She gestured her hand over to the slightly shorter, but more outfitted rifle. "This is the SR-25. Compensated buttstock with a G28 precision scope. It gives you choice bewteen a long range view or a short ranged red dot for those dire situations. No need to worry abut rate of fire, this thing fires as fast as you can pull the trigger." Jack tapped her finger against the mag well. "You've got a twenty round magazine at your disposal, an angled fore grip for added accuracy. The side rail has a range finder so you'll know just how well you need to angle your shot. Hopefully, they serve you well."
"Of course," she said as she picked up the next large case, "We'd be heathens to forget about close range." Kaiden stepped beside her and helped her open this last case. The inside revealed a SPAS-12 Shotgun inside, prompting him to comment on it. Jack would nod and pick it up, placing it in Kaiden's hands. "Adjustable stock, eight round magazine, and a compensator at the muzzle. In case you need more buck in your buckshot." Kaiden placed the weapon on the table with the rest. Just as he turned to face her again, she presented him with a compact sub-machine gun. "This is the KRISS Vector CRB. Lightweight and subsonic. Anything you shoot from this thing with a suppressor won't make so much as a whisper. Extended stock, Aimpoint CompM4 red dot sight, full-auto to semi select fire, grip, laser pointer, and twenty-five rounds worth of close range decimation."
He took the weapon from her hands and placed it in the batch with the others, taking a moment to neatly line them up as Jack proceeded to grab the last weapon at the bottom of the case. He heard her make questionable groans and moans as she lifted it, causing him to look back in uncertainty. He'd see her cradling a large machine gun and rest it on the table. "This..." She said with a slight heave, out of breath. "This is the MK 48 machine gun. Belt fed, stock buttstock, EXPS3 holographic sight, 100 round box magazine with a grip and muzzle breaker." She huffed deeply and attempted to catch her breath. Kaiden stepped over and grabbed the weapon one-handed by the carrying handle.
"It's... really not that heavy," he said, using his free hand to rub the back of his head. "I am barely over five feet, you dick, don't judge me," she replied. Kaiden chuckled and took this time to repackage everything she laid out for him, then stacked each case by the elevator. As soon as he finished she stopped him with a tap on the shoulder. "Two more things." Kaiden nodded and followed her back towards the smaller room where she reached into a locker and handed him a handgun and a curved blade. "Heckler and Koch P30L. Fifteen round magazine with a custom muzzle break and built in silencer. And this is a karambit.. Panther's Claw they call it in Indonesia."
"Where are they taking them?" he asked. Jack patted him on the back as she passed him, slapping his chest with her other hand to place a pair of car keys in his hands. "To your new car," she said as she followed behind them. He took the elevator back up an just as he exited it, he saw Jack heading back to her previous station. "I figured I'd give you a new one, since you lost your last one in your last contract. Try not to blow it up!"
"Which is it?" He exclaimed. Kaiden looked down at the control to see he could start it with a click of a button. "Another one of your super car projects, I bet." He muttered, clicking the start up to hearing the powerful roar of a boss 429 engine behind him. Turning around his eyes widened and his brows perked with a satisfied, yet surprised nod to see an all black 1969 Ford Mustang. He heavily expected her to give him something fancy and overly modern. Kaiden never expected her to have similar tastes like him. He quickly checked the trunk to see all of his new gift were neatly placed. Shutting the trunk, then hopping in his new ride and driving out the lot, Kaiden felt today would be generally laid back. At the first light he hit in the streets, he dawned blacked out aviator shades and attempted to turn on the radio.
Before he could flip the switch he heard a ruckus in the alley way to the right of him. It seemed there was to be a show down between a set of delinquents. Some seemed fairly young while the others were just passing their younger years by. Rather than take this time to intervene, or at least watch while holding up traffic, he caught the green light and proceeded to drive himself home. Besides, from what Kaiden saw one of the males was armed with a blade, and their adversaries didn't have anything. Short work would be made of whoever brought a fist to that fight.
