KIRIN's Thunder

[The-Shadow-One]

Wallflower shook his head. "I can... Erm handle myself.." He mumbled. "I'll go in with Dick and others... I won't be noticed, and I'll be useful.. Like... There were other.. Erm operatives.. That wanted to be part of this task force.. But the director like, chose me.." Then he looked down at his hands. "For some reason.."

There was a pile of paperwork at Alessia's feet. "But he could have brought him into other activities." Naz started to say before a quiet look from Alessia cut him off. Sherwood felt her gaze slide from Naz, across his own ethereal body. "Unlike you, I'll trust in our leaders information." Sherwood felt her gaze pass over him again. "And I believe they have arrived. Remember no harm is to come to them Nazaire, this is a chat, a informing, do tell your friends that as well." Her gaze most definitely was on Sherwood. "Won't you?"

[Aarah]

Sherwood looked more closely at the paperwork on the floor, that which he could examine without needing to move pieces of paper. He hoped there might be some illuminating text staring up at him.

When Alessia's sight passed over him the first time, he didn't think anything of it, but the second time, it felt like more than a coincidence.
Sherwood's heart quickened when she suddenly appeared to be addressing him directly. He jumped out of the path of her gaze, over to the side of the room. How did she know I was standing right there?! Some sort of sixth sense?

From the woman's words, Sherwood guessed that he'd been given a cue to report back to the others. Before he left though, he gave both Naz and Alessia a quick look over, checking to see if they had any weapons on them. He felt slightly unnerved - knowing that somehow the female could sense, possibly see, him- a knowledge that made him make haste with his visual search.

[The SheoDovah]

"Why would putting me in some form of inner netting answer any and all my queries?" Dick inquired "And why would a plant be put inside me? It sounds rather......uncomfortable and i feel that i would be forced to kill anyone who did and would apologise for creating a rather small mess." Dick listend to the following conversation. "I feel that i should warn you regarding my nasty side. It won't harm anyone that is with us but our enemy? I tend to unleash the inner nasty lizard on them and it likes to be rather bad. It often ends up being rather messy and whilst i understand that we should catch them, i can not promise to not tear out their insides or remove their arms or bite their throats out or rip their face off or strangle them using my tail or insert my claws into their body repeatly or beat them to dead or remove their eyes or eat their arm and rip them to pieces but i think, the point i am making has been made." Dick told those that were near him. "Oh and i can use the ceiling to try to take them from behind."

[Dirty Spaceman]

"I'm coming too, but I think I'll stay in the back unless you need... I dunno... to heat something up or cool it down," said Maddie. Feeling a bit sheepish after stating out loud the limits of what she could do, she felt the urge to go on, "I think it's better if I'm there and not needed than if I'm needed and not there. But I don't think I can help much if things get out of hand. So... yeah, I'll be mostly staying out of the way."

She held her Taser firmly still, but got a sinking feeling when she considered how little use it would be in her hands if the bad guys had guns. No use worrying now, she tried to tell herself. You didn't come all this way to sit inside a plane while everyone else does stuff. It didn't do much good for her nerves, but at least she was resolved.

[The-Shadow-One]

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sorry about the lateness been working on going to college and if I should or not.

The paperwork seemed innocent enough, or would've if it did have "Black Auction House" emboldened at the top of it. Sherwood recalled hearing about the Black Auction House a rumour said to be involved in the slave trade. Paul's name was listed as the Auctioneer of properties P34, U86 and I12, further down a page had descriptions:
P34 - Caucasian, Blonde, Blue. Female of 12 years. Sold to 78 for $12,900,00
U85 - Negroid, Brown, Invalid. Male of 19 years, eyes removed to make more docile. Sold to 321 for $10,210
I12 - Caucasian, Albino. Male of 14 years, limbs removed due to special request. Sold to 092 for $132,000,000
Alessia and Naz had no weapons on them, at least none that Sherwood could see. Alessia's gaze still followed Sherwood. "Nazaire, I believe they are here. Do calm down, no crudeness. I won't have another chat go south due to you growing impatient." The man gave a nod.

Wallflower frowned. "Dick I think this is supposed to just be a talk.. but it doesn't hurt to think about that if it does.. like go south.." He mumbled, looking at Maddie. "Just having.. like one more person would help.. more safety in numbers.. and the like.. right."

[Aarah]

The paperwork's contents were more disturbing than Sherwood was expecting. He frowned in disgust at the descriptions of people being apparently sold via the Black Auction House. People -not that you would know it from the text that lay written on the papers; mere alphanumeric codes designated to both buyer and those being sold. And Paul's name right there as the auctioneer.
Sick. Absolutely sick.
He didn't like seeing the information in front of his eyes, it made the whole story regarding his friend seem more real, and a slight feeling of panic crept up on him.

Having spotted no obvious weaponry upon Nazaire and Alessia, Sherwood was ready to leave the house. At the moment he definitely felt less excited than he had felt on the plane.

With one last glance around the room, the English gent walked back through the wall to exit to the outside. He wondered what the others would think about his findings, as he travelled down the street to enter the plane once again.

Thankfully, Dick had not eaten his body and it lay still on the chair where he had left it. He approached his tangible form and closed his non-corporeal eyes. Thoughts of being one with his body came into his mind and he focused all of his attention to imagining himself waking up from his 'slumber'.

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Hope it's ok to exit the house, walk the street and re-enter the plane, all in one post.

[The SheoDovah]

"What is a south?" Dick inquired whilst scratching his chin. "And i feel that i should reveal that i was taking part in this joking thing when i asked about thinking. Even I know what that is." He informed Wallflower.

[Kerr]

"Do we want to talk to them or do we want them to talk?" said Viktor. "Because we could use those tasers, bring them back to KIRIN. I'm sure the organisation has some plenty of skilled interrogators."

[The-Shadow-One]

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Yeah perfectly fine to do that Aarah

Wallflower nodded. "Yeah, but we might not be able to bring them in.." He said quietly. "They might be Spigots.. and that could mean they're resilient to it.." He mumbled. "As much as KIRIN knows.. there's ten times they don't know.."

Sherwood felt the joyous union of mind and body about him once more, the normal colour, the sheer vitality of the world now seen by his eyes. Like fresh air after being inside for a few hours.

[The SheoDovah]

"I feel that i can use the mere suggestion of a rather painful death to help convince them to tell us. I do feel that after a few deep cuts to what i believe are the painful but not deadly areas of the body, they will be wanting to speak. If not, i can always threaten to eat them alive." Dick suggested to the group.

[Aarah]

Sherwood blinked and took in a deep breath of air, as his mind was one again with his body.
He took a moment to re-adjust, then slowly got up off the chair and walked over to where the group was talking.
"Hi. That's me back."

[The SheoDovah]

"Did you disappear? If so, i must apologise for failing to notice your absence." Dick informed Sherwood whilst scratching his tail. "But did you see anyone? If so, how many, where? Ceiling? Corner? Do we need to remove them from this life thing or painfully inflict a nasty lizard on them?" He inquired whilst picking at something in between his teeth.

[Aarah]

Sherwood let out a breath before he began.
"Well, there are two people in there; a man and a woman. The man seemed rather on edge and antsy, but the woman was calm and relaxed. They are both in the living room."

He paused for thought.
"Erm, there were some papers on the floor. The content was disturbing, I must say. It showed some kind of documentation from the Black Auction House; records of the selling of people. No names. Disgusting stuff too. Like eyes being taken out, and limbs being removed at the request of the buyer. Sick stuff. And Paul's name was listed as the auctioneer of these people. I mean, yes, Paul does work as an auctioneer, but he doesn't sell things on the black market. I've bought numerous things through him. Art, ornaments, antiques, all legit."

Sherwood frowned. He didn't want his KIRIN comrades to think poorly of his friend, especially when it wasn't true.

"Anyway, err...oh yeah, the woman seemed like she knew where I was in the room -kept on gazing at where I was standing - so I'm guessing she's a spigot. Maybe she senses things, or gets feelings or something -so, I don't know, that's something to bear in mind."

He thought again, trying to recall all he had seen and heard.
"They just wan't to talk to us, apparently. She said 'talk', but she might be luring us into a false sense of security, so I'd still expect anything. Especially from the man, Nazaire, he was called. He looked like a spring ready to bounce. I'd say he's the muscle - she's the brains."

He looked at the group.
"I think that's everything...oh, I didn't spot any traps. Wasn't sure what I was looking for, mind, but I saw no wires and things. I couldn't see any weapons on them either, but maybe they were concealed. Or maybe Nazaire is the weapon. The woman is called Alessia."

Sherwood cleared his throat and waited to hear everyone's opinions.

[The SheoDovah]

"Why would they be a few ants?" Dick inquired as Sherwood continued to bring the group up to speed with what he had seen. "I feel that i should inform everyone that most of myself wants to kill them for trading parts of their thingys for this...... cash, thing." Dick hated the words prisoners and captured and finding out that someone had been selling them, either whole or in parts, really annoyed him. He had spent more time then he could recall trying to avoid being killed or put into an amusement thing called the circus thus those people that Sherwood described had to die. Painfully. Slowly. "Andd the other part of myself wants to do it in a rather very slow manner to inflict nothing but pain as i slowly cut out their blood and proceed to slowly dig out their bones before tearing out the fleshy things with my teeth whilst they take part in a thing called please, don'ting before using my tail to slowly cut off the air to their noses by wrapping it around their necks and making them into a big pile of blood and flesh. But that is only a small part of myself. The other parts think that we should just kill them for being what's the word that humans seldom use? Asshats? Or was it [&@%!]? Alas, i can not tell which is the correct term to use." He had a surprisingly large knowledge of insults for one that lived in the sewers. Or he had adopted the use of the insults and was molded by them. Or people called him nasty names.

[Kerr]

"Two people." said Viktor nodding, he was processing the information, trying to figure out the best course of action. "Are the curtains closed? Because if they aren't, I could shoot the muscle through the window and you could knock out the brains and bring her back. Taking them out needn't be plan A, but covering you from across the street wouldn't be a bad idea."

[Aarah]

Sherwood shook his head at Viktor. "No, the curtains are open."

He turned to Dick. "Remember, Dick, this is just a training exercise. That means that the people inside the house work for KIRIN, and are just acting out a role for us to practice working as a team together. So, definitely no killing, ok? Save that for the real bad guys." He smiled at the lizard man, though he was unnerved by the way he spoke so casually about offing people.

"Viktor's plan sounds good. Dick, Viktor, and anyone else can be on guard, and I could go in for this so-called chat. You think that would be wise, I mean, you think maybe other people should come in with me instead? I can't remember if they said for me to come alone, but they know we're in a team, so I don't see why someone else couldn't come inside the house too."

[The SheoDovah]

"I do not recall being informed that this is a form of excerise involving trains and i do feel that this is real. I also kill when i fight and you seem to be requesting for me to find a way to hold the killing back. My claws are rather sharp and it is a bit awkward to avoid deaths when I insert them into human flesh during a fight but I believe i can try to use my tail as a weapon." Dick informed Sherwood and smiled at him whilst revealing his sharp teeth.

"It is either a trap and you will be dead or a trick and you will be put into a position where you are in a chain." Dick commented after Sherwood discussed the plans.

[Kerr]

Viktor ran his hand through his hair. He decided to just say it, this delusion could get Sherwood killed and far worse than that, it could get Viktor killed. "This isn't a training exercise. Your human trafficker friend is dead, they killed him. And they're going to kill you too if you keep acting like this." said Viktor. "Unless there's a good reason not to kill them when all this is done, we should kill them. I don't want to let them go because killing them would hurt someone's feelings just to have them show up with a dozen of their friends a week from now."

[Aarah]

Sherwood stared at Viktor as he spoke. A horrible feeling churned in his stomach and his muscles tensed.
His gaze stayed on the man for several seconds after he stopped talking, and then moved to look blankly back into the group.
I don't like that guy. He doesn't know what he's talking about. In fact, this whole thing isn't even fun anymore. I don't even want to go in the bloody house and talk to those stupid people. I've got my own stuff to do without arsing around in Paul's house with a bunch of random buggers from around the country.

Sherwood's expression became angry, and he voiced his thoughts with an aggressive tone.
"Let's just get in the bloody house and see what they want to bloody talk about. We sit in this plane, arsing about all day, we're never going to get it done."
He took the taser out of his pocket and then put it back in again. He made a motion to exit the plane.
The sooner this is done, the sooner KIRIN will leave me alone and I can get back to my life.

[Aarah]

Sherwood looked back at the others.
"Well, are you coming or not?"

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I'm not sure if the plane exit is open or closed.

[The SheoDovah]

"If the house is covered in blood, won't it mean something has been killed?" Dick inquired after Sherwood's outburst and would go to the house with him.

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GET TO DA HOUSE FROM DA CHOPPER! THEN GET BACK TO DA CHOPPER AND BACK TO DA BASE!

[Aarah]

"The house isn't covered in blood. There's just that thing on the floor, like in the video." Sherwood replied to Dick, as he started walking once again towards Paul's residence.

[The SheoDovah]

"Then why would you say that it is bloody?" Dick stated whilst scratching his head and walked towards the place, expecting a fight.

[Aarah]

"It's just an expression. I was just feeling annoyed because that bloke was talking rubbish." Sherwood replied to Dick.
"Are you coming inside the house or are you planning on waiting outside it?"

[Kerr]

Viktor followed the others out of the plane. "Dick should go with you. He's big, scary and good up close. And maybe we should use our codenames from here on out. Less they know the better, right?" said Viktor. He stopped and looked around for a vantage point, Viktor could jump rather high and was a good climber so reaching a good position wouldn't be hard, assuming there was one. "Hmm, I could try to find a vantage point, cover the back with my rifle in case anyone tries to go out that way. Or Drakon could cover the back, take Mercury with him and I could go in with you."

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Are there any tall buildings around? A tree house, a particularly tall house, anything Viktor can use as a vantage point to cover the back of the building?

Sherwood is probably going to want to take Dick with him due to not liking Viktor and Viktor being a bit more murdery.