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| Topic Started: Jul 8 2015, 11:59 AM (159 Views) | |
| sabrina2 | Jul 8 2015, 11:59 AM Post #1 |
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Town Crisis Difficulty: Easy Description: A gangwar has broken out in West City. To avoid pandemonium, the Mayor has declared that anyone who is able to stop the war with as few casualties as possible, including to gang members, will be rewarded a large sum of money! But beware. Some of these gangs consist of super-powered aliens and they won't be easy to defeat. Rewards: +300 zeni, +2 DP, +20 all stats, +2 rp Credits Several days had passed for Gine. It had taken her this time to heal from her near fatal injuries sustained during the transportation of the menace. The project had been a complete failure. She was lucky to still be alive. Kiko’s helicopter had crashed and sent shrapnel that pretty much would have killed her if she had shot the woman she had her scouter on. That woman saved Gine’s life. Gine was grateful. She was certainly grateful. She hadn’t survived dying enough times to be totally immune to gratitude for being pulled from the brink. Not yet. She felt the scar on her chest. The memories came back. She was about ready to become an official 3rd class saiyan soldier in the ranks of the militia she had recently joined on Earth. It wasn’t officially the saiyan army, but it was close enough until she made it to Vegeta. During an exercise something went wrong. Something always seems to go wrong. Her Sniper position was overrun with monsters. A strange creature sent its blade like arm through her chest. She thought she was dead. She had died. She imagined that it was her adoptive father’s Prestige that caused her to survive. She had managed to make a full recovery both times. It looked like she still had some fuel to run on, and she was definitely going to use it. She had been given a lot. She had to repay everyone somehow. Repay Yaid for giving her a new chance at life by being loyal to them. She’d repay Humans, assuming she ever saw the ex-SPEC OPS again somehow humans had Gine’s deep gratitude. She’d hold the shot if she was ever ordered to fire. She didn’t appreciate being treated like a faceless no name local though. She had cost her company more money than she felt she was worth though; that was enough for her to accept such treatment. Today she sat in the Recreational hall, oiling her weapon. The armor had gotten a bit dirty from laying in the dirt, it was her purpose here and now to clean out the engraving on the side of the barrel. It was encrusted with dirt. She dug at the dirt with her nails and tried cleaning it out with her cloth. Eventually she pulled out a paper clip, unfolded it and began to use that to clean out the grit from the grooves. It took about thirty minutes of her life, but it was worth it. She needed to work on her gun technology. Perhaps if she could make it stronger she would stop getting into these kinds of situations. Maybe she should look up some scientists in the near future. She eyed the scouter on the visor and realized that it was broken. She replaced and set the broken scouter to the side. She’d send it to the repair word or throw it away. Maybe give it to some of the kids on the streets she passed. They might appreciate a real live scouter even if it didn’t work anymore. She put the scouter in her pocket at that prospect. By the end of the hour she smelled densely of gun oil. Her hands smelt very strong of it as well, but her gun oh it shined. She took aim, following an invisible target for a moment then bam she acted like she could feel the recoil of the imaginary shot. It was good to go. She was one of the few snipers. At least she felt like one of the few. She had never been pitted alongside that many other snipers before. Usually she worked alone unless it was a big project like the iron beat’s transportation for example. What a failure that had been. A group of locals had walked in. She knew these people they often ran across each other on the barracks here. She hid her head in shame due to her performance in her last quest. The one called Jonathan began laughing immediately. ”Hey there Head Shot.” That was she nickname in local. They called her Head Shot because of the fact that she was a sniper. ”Heh, if you keep almost dying on us, I think we’ll have to give you a new name.” ”How does Bloody Mess sound?” she laughed, another one, his name was Kiba, decided to chime in, ”Or how about ‘MEDIC!’?” The room burst into laughing, but Gine’s face turned a slight shade of red. ”Alright you guys, that’s enough.” She said, punching John’s shoulder in a friendly manner. ”Where the faux were you losers on that quest?” John and the boys sat down on the couch that had been put aside for the members of local on base here. ”Pffffft. We weren’t good enough to be put out with the rest of the fodder. The guys nodded gravely. Even if they joked about the fact that Gine seemed to almost die on a regular basis, they really respected her because of the fact that she was always sent out on the quests and always came back. They always relied on her to be there. As one of the few girls they knew in local, she often took the brunt of their flirtations. It was always done in good fun. The truth was they were always scared. That’s the real reason why she put up with it. She was scared too sometimes. The attention made her feel good about herself. In a LOVELESS world it was something they all needed. They began to chuckle and laugh as they eased the tension with each other. She smiled her face muscles were sore it was an expression she hadn’t made in a long time. She had almost forgotten how. The door swung open and a man walked in. Another lowly local like them, but the way he walked in meant that he was on orders. ”3rd class saiyan Gine, you are ordered to report to Commander Justin.” She stood up and gave a quick local salute confirming the orders. She immediately left. The boys knew to leave her alone. They had long since Learned that Gine could be just well a pain in the ass when it came to orders and quests. This girl was completely serious. She walked down the hall with the other local that had been sent to get her. They took a left at the second turn and followed the West wing towards the Commander’s office. The nameless fellow whom had been sent to fetch her stood with her back to the wall. Her face was unmoving. No hints from her. She knocked on the door. Once. ”Enter.” She opened the door and walked in a step, and saluted. ”3rd class saiyan Gine, reporting as ordered sir!” She bellowed to the man sitting at the desk. ”Miss Gine I’ve been waiting for you.” The man said, returning her salute casually. At ease. Gine let her posture falter, but not too much. This was still official business. ”Here is your assignment.” Commander Justin handed her a folder. She opened it and began to look through it as the Commander stood up with his back facing toward her. ”You are being assigned temporally assigned to D Group again. You are to report to the Helipad at 0400.” Gine looked through the pages of the file. She was going to be assigned to provide Cover for the members of D group. She was also being ordered to perform a hit on Someone in Dawn. She looked at the picture that went with the file. It was ”S-sir!” She said shocked at the picture. She showed the commander the picture. ”Don’t you know who this man is?” Commander Justin only looked at the photo once. ”I do actually. His name is Mr. Jalapeno. He runs a messy parlor that doubles as a whore house. He’s been black mailing Executive members of YAID in the recent days, and must be eliminated.” she knew who Mr. Jalapeno was, but she didn’t know his connection to him it seemed. She gulped deeply. Gine nodded gravely. Who did she owe more loyalty to? ”I don’t know If I can do this sir.” She said shaking. Justin frowned and sat down. ”I’ve already informed you about this quest. It’s very sensitive material.” Justin said. ”Please don’t make me do something to you Gine ” Gine nodded. ”Understood.” she wiped the tears from her eyes. She had to destroy all emotion. Eliminate all connection to this man. It would be hard. It was rare that a bastard like her got such a chance. She really hated men that did such things. What would happen to her if she did Kill Mr. Jalapeno? The woman worked for him he provided for all the whores there. What would happen to them she shook her head and realized that what happened didn’t matter? If she didn’t do it, someone else would. At least At least Gine would try to make it so her death would be the least painful as possible. ”Orders Understood sir!” She said, saluting. Justin casually saluted her, ”Dismissed local.” she said to her. She turned and walked out the door. Sure Mr. Jalapeno was not her real father but she was just like family to her. All of the women there were her family. Someone from the outside couldn’t understand how close they all had been. Mr. Jalapeno gave the products of his girls a chance to pick what kind of life they wanted. He was more than happy to welcome any girl who wanted to live with somebody between her legs. He was just as happy to help that same girl get to Dawn Town. Mr. Jalapeno may have been a cheating con man, but she was an honorable cheating con man. If she had been anybody else she might have been glad to take out a major crime lord in Dawn. Yet he was that man. The one who had that connection. She would have to be up early she went straight to her room, set the alarm for 0400 and collapsed. She didn’t even bother to change the clothes she was wearing, or to throw off her boots even. Her night was interrupted by the annoying sound of that same alarm she had set that device, and curse the Commander for not giving her the orders earlier so she could get more rest. She got up, rubbing her eyes, and hit the alarm. She still didn’t change her clothes. She had long since learn there was little point to smelling like flowers on the battlefield. It didn’t matter what position you were even if you were a sniper: you walked away smelling like blood. It would be easier to take a shower afterwards at least the smell of gun oil smelt comforting. She grabbed the gun and threw it over her shoulder as she made her way down to the helipad. 1828 |
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| sabrina2 | Jul 8 2015, 05:00 PM Post #2 |
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Quest was too long. Thought this was a medium |
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| sabrina2 | Jul 8 2015, 10:11 PM Post #3 |
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Quest was too long. Thought this was a medium |
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| sabrina2 | Jul 8 2015, 11:21 PM Post #4 |
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Quest was too long. Thought this was a medium |
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| sabrina2 | Jul 9 2015, 10:24 AM Post #5 |
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