Role-play part 5

As we walked down a staircase, I saw a group of people. I quickly raised the HK and squeezed my finger against it, but stopped my finger just in time to not fire. One millimeter more and I would have mistakely managed to kill Odessa, and I was glad I did not. I lowered it slowly and stepped down the staircase with a gloomy face expression and gritted teeth. "Every prisoner was dead, executed. They have most likely slaughtered them as they are moving to another station to set up base there. They probably figured it would be unnecessary work to bring the load of prisoners with them. They are all dead. Luckily enough, we did not find Dimitri or Andrey, but we did find two empty and broken restraints. They must have escaped. Either they have escaped from the station, or they have been re-captured and placed somewhere else. As much as I dislike the thought of it, I think we should search for any other cells, despite the current heat on us", I said, avoiding to say anything about Wolf as he did not matter to either of them in any way I could imagine.

 

"Good. I say we split up and move two and two, clearing each of the cells. RV at the first pentagram we encountered, 15 minutes!" I commanded. I had taken charge of missions before, but back in the day I was under Melnik's or Hunter's command. Just when I was about to say that I'd go with Dima, I realized that he would die if we didn't get our shit together. " Odessa, you and Jet go with Anatoli, Engineer, you go with Benjamin, and I'll go with Pyotr!" I said. I was suprised by how determined I sounded, but I figured it was some kind of instinct. I would have loved to lean back and let the others take charge, but there was no time. Andrey and Dima could be dead already. The thought touched me, and I might have shown it. I shook away the thought and gave Pyotr an intensive stare, saying that I depended on him.

What I've been doing for the last few posts is describing my character as more of an organized soldier than just a mercenary, adding a little backstory and hopefully some character to Darkbringer.

 

"That leaves Steven with Sergei", I finished as Darkbringer did not seem to count them. "Alright, Tsavets", I said with a shallow friendly tone, while the anger was still heard deep down inside of my voice. As I was no skilled warrior, I was glad to be with him, as he seemed like one. At least I would find out so. "We will search the next cell as we most seemingly are not the fastest ones in the group", I admitted before I started slowly walking towards the closest cell, to make sure that Tsavets followed me, and to make sure that I would be able to stop and listen if anyone had any objections.

 

guys, I'm gonna be away all next week from monday to friday evening, so if you all agree we could rescue our buddies and get to a safe place to rest for awhile before our next objective by sunday?

'right, no problem. Anatoli, let's go. however perhaps Steven and Sergei could stay behind to keep watch in here in case we get any visitors, although the little friend I left for them will let us know if anyone approaches from that side' I said looking at Anatoli, who seemed to be ready for anything.

'Benji, take this artifact with you, it is called a slug, and speeds up healing. Dark, you too. I believe we will most definetly need them for Dima and Andrey. I got one with me, so we can use it when we find them. Don't put it straight onto the skin, more like on top of a bandage and then wrap it around the worst wound. It will have to make do until we reach safety' I said to Benji and Dark giving them a slug each before setting off.

*the artifacts glowed dimly on their hands and I knew they would be the best shot we had of helping our friends given our current circumstances.
I let Anatoli take point and we started moving down the row of cells on our right, Jet scurring forward, searching. I knew Wolf was dead, I could tell by Benji's answer and demeanor. I had never met him, and yet I felt sad we hadn't managed to get to him on time. we had to find Andrey and Dima before it was to late*

 

I recieved the artifact. It seemed interesting, but at the time, I did not care to investigate it. Too many thoughts and feelings were spinning around through my body.
Right, so who do you guys think should find the cell with Andrey and Dima? Ben and Engineer, Darkbringer and Pyotr or Odessa and Anatoli?

 

As i awoke i relized me and Dima were getting ready to be hanged in some tunnel. The rope around my neck was tight and Dima seemed unconcious. I tried to get free but it was of no use. There was noone around. Dark. And cold. We were both standing on a small platform and the whole tunnel was hung with other unfortunate men. I looked around trying to think of a way out.

 

The Satanists were not too dangerous enemies compared to the Nazis and the Reds who actually had military training. The Satanists were savages with poorly scavenged weaponary. Their only advantage was their reckless crazyness. Fighting a large group of Satanists would be almost impossible if one did it alone, because they would keep spraying their weapons, not giving you a brake, not giving any thoughts about their own lives. But in our situation, they were only a few, which made them easy targets. I and Tsavets encountered a few of them, but easily managed to take them down with no doubt and no problem. We arrived at the closest cell, and I opened the door. Empty.
Okay, We've got Von Streff who hasn't posted in a good while, and when I think of it, wasn't Roach/Craneum with us as well? I mean, he never left in the roleplay, he just stopped posting. Confusing stuff here, guys

 

Someone should PM them so they can have an adequate exit from the RP if they won't be participating?

 

Expecting Pyotr to follow me, I went down five cells before brutally trying to kick in the door. But insted of kicking in the door, my leg broke through it, so I now had half my leg stuck on the other side of the door. I heard shouting from the other side and emptied the rest of my magazine into the door. Now silence again. After half a minute trying to retract my leg, I finally got it back. Pyotr was probably laughing his butt off, so I only gave him an accusing look. After I got back up, I rushed to the next cell. This time, I was more cautious, and shot the hinges of the door before pushing it down, I grabbed it to use as a shield, while aiming with my Beretta in the other hand. I saw two hostiles in there, one of them with a black eye, and a bag of "tools" on the table. I threw the door onto one of them and shot the other one. I heard stunning from underneath the door, so after sheathing my pistol and equipping my knife, I pushed the door away from the body and quickly pushed my knife against his troat. "Where are the two prisoners?" I told him, and a voice that seemed almost psychopathic. And first he didn't answer, so I got out his tongue and found a lighter on the table. "Talk or I'll fry your tongue." As he still didn't speak, I flipped the lighter on for a three or so seconds. Finally he spoke: "They were taken to an execution area. It's just d-d-down the hall-w-w-ay." He sobbed. "Please don't ki...." He said, before I shot him dead. Filthy scum. Torturing worthy men before crying like a baby for their friends no to shoot you. I got to my feet and went towards where the door had been. I had almost forgot about Pyotr.

 

I'd appreciate that. If they don't participate, they should, well, have an exit from the RP.

 

Wolve_NZ never really followed the group. He did some short RP, but was In-Character'ly not accepted or something. We still Out-Of-Character'ly still allowed him to follow in the roleplay, but he never did

As I walked past several opened cells with dead Satanists, I knew some of us had already been there, so I went to the last unopened cell. I slowly pulled down the handle, and to my surprise, it was unlocked. As I jumped in, I could see a Satanist with a revolver aimed at the head of a prisoner that was hung after his arms on a wall. I fired a burst of three shots, but they all missed the Satanist. He quickly turned around and shot me in the chest with the revolver. In shock while running, I managed to drop my rifle before I quickly hid behind a big crate in the room. The Satanists obviously had a lot of crates around for some reason. I pulled out Boris' old revolver, peaked around the corner and fired after the Satanist who was aiming at me with his own revolver. My revolver jammed in such a sarcasticly perfect situation, so I hid again to avoid the two shots he sent after me.

The bullet that had hit my chest was luckily stopped by the kevlar inside of my coat. I was glad to have that. I could hear the Satanist's footsteps getting louder and louder. He most likely believed that I now was unarmed, as he had appareantly not seen the handle of the katana behind my head. I pulled it out without thinking about the loud metallic sound that it made. He must have understood that I had some sort of melee weapon, because his footsteps stopped. They were really close, but now they were slowly walking away. I knew that this was my only chance, so I got up on my feet and sprinted towards him, swinging the katana forward. As he fired towards my head, he hit my arm instead because it was in the way of my head when I swung the katana.

I had not experienced such pain in a long time. The katana dug into his shoulder and stopped after half a meter. He did not lose his arm, as the katana hit very close to his throat, cutting into his upper chest. He fell onto his back, gurgling up a lot of blood for some seconds before he died in his own pool of blood. His hands were locked around the blade of the katana that was standing in the air as it was still stuck in his chest. His hands bled as well because of how he had clenched his fists around the blade. I leaned against a close table, holding my arm as I gritted my teeth. "Tsavets", I forced out through my gritted teeth. "Get a bandage from my b-backpack and the ar-rtifact Odessa gave me", I pushed out as I stiffly managed to slide my backpack off my shoulders.

 

I could not see what was happening, and my hearing was slightly off. I could hear singing. I ignored everything else except for the singing. It was a lullaby. I heard it, so long ago, before the blast. Suddenly, the sounds of the gunshots came into my ear, as my hearing then returned back to normal. I could hear Benji muttering something, weakly and I crept close to the sound of where I heard him. "Benji?" I said loud enough for the others to hear, but weak enough not to catch any other's attention. I crept closer and felt for his backpack before asking, "Where were you hit, boy?"

Yeah, he kinda left. Don't know what happened to his character enywei...

 

Before Tsavets was able to even get to the backpack, Pyotr was there all of a sudden. "I- I'm hit in the left arm", I moaned as I was holding my hand over the gunshot on my arm. Despite the intense pain I was experiencing, I could tell that there was something strange about Pyotr. Why was he even here?

 

whoever is gonna find them better do it quick, otherwise they'll be hanged!

*we kept advancing, searching empty cells. I was starting to disspear when suddenly Jet shot off running towards the end of the hallway and stoped at a close door. her fur raised, her tail low, she started hissing. I knew something was behind the door and got ready to barge through it*

'Anatoli, I think we might have found something' I said while reading my AKS.

*suddenly I heard footsteps behind me and turned around. I was about to let a shot out when I saw Dark running towards us, but no sign of Pyotr*

'nearly shot yur head off Dark, where is Pyotr?' I asked him looking behind him and Anatoli. 'I think we might have found them' I told him while pointing at Jet with my head.

 

"I see. We need to use extreme caution here, they might have been taken hostage when they heard us shooting." I said calmly, stating the obvious. "Good job, Jet" I said to the cat, a slight smile crossing my face. "Let's stack up and breach the door. I shoot the hinges, kick it down, then you and Anatoli rush in, ok?" I continued, before stacking up to the left of the door, so I could kick it down with my right foot. I held up five fingers, counting down to when I would kick in the door. When my last finger went down, I moved away from the wall, shooting the hinges quickly before kicking down the door, allowing for Odessa and Anatoli to take care of whatever was in there.

 

I entered the door swiftly with Odessa, after Dark's expertly shooting of the door's hinges. There were three guards, two of which were taken down by Odessa's AKS and one of which was taken down by my Stechkin APS, all clean shots to the head. There were two men standing on what looked to be tables; they were about to be hanged.

"Are these the men you're looking for?" I asked Dark.

 

*we barged through the door, quickly dispatching the three guards to find Dima and Andrey about to be hanged*

'Anatoli, Dark, give me a hand here' I said as I climbed on top of the table and cut the rope from Andrey's and Dima's necks.

*they were in pretty bad shape and I quickly got a slug from my pocket and bandaged Andrey with it. Looking towards Dark I saw he was doing the same with Dima.

'right guys, let's get out of here and back to the guys' I said as I started walking back to the group with my arm around Andrey's shoulders half carrying him. my AKS slung on my shoulder, my left hand holding it, it's business end pointing in front of us, ready to shoot if needed.

 

After dropping the guards, I was relieved to see Dima still alive, however in bad shape. I went up to him, grabbing him by the shoulders. "Can you walk?" I asked.