Roleplay part 6

i stood there not saying anything really untul Benjamin asked me if i wanted to join. I thought then decided, "Okay, i guess it wont hurt to travel a bit. Im not gonna lie. Im a bit scared. havent been in a real 'gun' fight for a while."

 

I grinned at the response of my 'team mates' and decided it would be fun, atleast. "Let's do this then. When do we start?"

 

*I lokked at the guys with a grateful expression in my face*

'thanx guys, it means a lot to me. right, as Benji said, let's get our staff together and meet up in an hour, so we can go through it all and see if anything else is needed before we set of, and also, we can have a look at the map as well and decide were to go first. last info I had on him was that he was moving towards Tsvetnoy Bulvar, but that info is nearly two weeks old' with that I stood up and headed towards my friend's place to collect my gear.

 

I left the room and returned to the tent were I collected my gear before returning to the meet up point. I would not be easy to find one particular Nazi in the metro but I trusted Odessa's info. Besides killing any Nazi would be a service to the metro.

 

It felt good to be encased in my clothes and armor once again. As it should it gave me a sense of security at all times. I ordered a drink as Benjamin sat down beside me. And so we waited patiently for the rest if the group to get ready before we started our new mission. "This, Glock character sounds like a real douche don't you think" I threw out randomly. I guess to Benji as no one else was there.

 

After the shooting in the hospital, I went down the main street, looking for Pepsi or Pepishka or what his name was. After quite a while of searching and bumping into others, I found his shop, in a surprisingly good shape. I glanced at him with a guilty expression, to let him know I wasn't happy about it either. "Look, I gotta leave before time. Could you, eh, speed up the process a bit?" I asked. He didn't answer me, but went to pick up my rifle and started doing his magic. I sat there for around 30 minutes, before I found out I should probably get him some water. I was also getting quite thirsty myself, so I went down to the lokal "shawarma"-shop, and bought 2 pita kebabs and 2 glasses of relatively clean water, before heading back to Pepsi. When I got back, he had almost finished the work, and was obviously delighted by the sight of the water and food. "Thank you" he mumbled, when he had gulped down all the water. "No bother", I said, a slight smile on my lips. Nothing quite like opposing people's prejudice. He probably expected me to be all impatient and just watch him.

After he was done, I walked down to the others, with a big smile on my face. I was happy, and I had no idea why. I started humming "Always look on the bright side of life", as I sat down by the others at the bar. I looked over at Benjamin, and saw that he had got himself a hoodie. "Ah, welcome to the hoodie club, always looking for new recruits!". I didn't know why I was happy, but I thought it might have been caused by an accept of the death, that seemed almost certain now.

 

Darkbringers happiness seemed to pass on to me as I suddenly a bit of joy rise from my core. It had been a while since I was this joyful and I had forgotten how good it felt. "bring the whole bottle" I yelled to the bartender. Perhaps it wasn't the best idea to drink before a mission but at the moment I just didn't care.

 

I wandered gloomily among the stalls of the station pondering of the mission. The idea of trying to sneak past a fanatic army of fascists, to kill their leader, and then sneak out again. and preferably in one piece. Not my idea of fun, exactly.
Nothing in the stalls caught my eyes until I came to one where they sold different combat equipment and clothes. On a rotten table amidst gloves and caps and what else lay a pair of oddly looking underpants with a small cardboard sign scribbled on with charcoal; "anti-shrapnel kevlar shorts".
Examining them closer, I found that it also had a cup of metal for somewhat ballistic and blunt protection. "Only 130 bullets my friend" said the shopkeep, a fat greasy-looking fellow, with a grin when he saw me looking at them. What an utterly idiotic thing to buy, I thought at first, shaking my head. Then again, if I am to die I might as well do it with the family jewels intact.
"I'll give you a 100 bullets nothing M-more." I bartered.
Grunting disapprovingly the shopkeeper agreed and I handed over the bullets.

Somewhat light-headed after spending so many bullets on something that could turn out totally useless. I went to the bar where I found Benji and some of the others apparently in high spirits toasting and laughing.

 

"For love!" I cheered after Benji chugging down my glass and promptly pouring a new one. I hope this isn't my last drink before the end. When ever that end may come.

 

edited today, 3/10/2012, Wednesday, at 13:25 BST due to misspelling, sorry!

*I arrived at the bar where some of the guys were waiting. I had changed into my travel gear and had all my stuff with me. Jet had a new collar in her and I had made sure the artifacts inside her were in working order, so she wouldn't get lost or suffer heavy damage. putting my gear on the floor I order a coffee and sat down*

'so, are we ready? I know that getting to Tsvetnoi won't be easy, is not only nazis we need to worry about, but bandits and god knows which mutties, but I know we can make it. halfway through there is a little service tunnel, and one of my informers, a hermit, usually lives there. I think I can get some info from him, he's partial to good vodka. it's about two days march from here. I'm afraid no more trains until we complete this little outing' I said with a smile, sipping my coffee and lighting up a smoke.

 

I left the group for a few hours to meditate. It would be a few good hours, but I knew that they'd find me in our room. I waited as I dreamt of the surface, before the war.

The warm breeze, the green grass, the clear water, the blue skies, the bright dawn... All of it, now lost from the nuclear fallout... What have we become?

 

*I looked at the map and then at Benji*

'we could, but we are three days late. Hanza's got a lockdown between here and Novoslobodskaya, due to a stuck train in the tunnel, supposdley. although according to some sources the truth is that it is locked due to the nazis being a pain again. I tried to bribe our way there, but it's a no-go, sorry guys. the only way to get to our destination is going down to Sukharesvkaya, and then taking the service tunnels conecting both stations' I had another sip of my coffee and look around, waiting for the rest of the guys to show up

'or we could make our way through the lockdown, regardless, but the last thing I would like is to be on bad terms with the Hanza. got enough with the nazis going after my rear, don't need anyone else. wouldn't you agree guys?' had another puff of my smoke and leaned back on my chair.