Invasion. Gathering of Heroes (February 1930)
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London Docks (Percy)
After Percy's shout, most of the agents ran after him, and seek shelter behind a large section of pilled cargo holders, made of metal and loaded with cargo.
In the five minutes that took the agents to take cover, Long's ship advanced unchecked towards the petrol vessel, and collided with it. Seconds after that, a huge explosion followed. The roaring sounds deafened everyone, dazing and confusing the agents.
Percy peeked through a corner, and witnessed a gargantuan ball of fire over the two ships, that slowly started to sink.
After a few minutes, almost all the ship was sank, only a small piece remained over the water. The spilled oil still burned with such power the heat could be felt from the distance. The nearby docks were scorched completely; if Agent Percy wouldn't have commanded his men to take cover, they would have died most certainly.
After some moments, more interpol agents arrived, an ambulance, and prefecture agents too. A small ship departed, to inform a turist cruise to approach the docks carefully. Percy was enveloped in the events, and found himself organizing the procedures or cleaning the mess.
When everything was set up, the cruise docked, and a particular waiter from the ship crew walked quickly and purposefully towards him, with some bloody determination.
OOC: Good! Percy saved the agents, although he also lost any evidence aboard the ship. Day saved non the less.
Police Station (George Wilkinson)
Fred's autopsy revelead that he had stopped eating about three days prior to the date. When his skull was opened at Charleston's request, the operations room was filled with awe exclamations. A nasty green slippery slug-like creature was attached to Fred's brain! More accuratly it was inside the sinusal cavities, that are usually filled with cephaloraquideal liquid.
The medics look at Charleston and Wilkinson as to how to proceed.
The vermin looks very much alive, as it pulse and contorts when it is exposed to air.
Yikes!
On the Run: Luxury cruise (Waller)
Waller's attempts to go unnoticed went fairly good. His performance was accurate, and when not, he was disregarded by the rich people who rarely stopped to look at him anyways. Coming and going, Waller spotted a small room for storing salami and other stationed and salted meats. The room was small, dark and fitted for a good hideout. It could be easily locked from inside with a stick of wood or steel large enough as the door opened towards the interior of the room.
It made a good choice when Gunter and him wished to speak freely and out of character about their options for the future.
A couple of days passed by, without surprises.
On the afternoon of a particuary long day, the ship started to close on London's docks. It was te time, and Waller was racing outside the kitchen totake the orders, when he heard something that flashed some memories of the war. An explosion. A big one, but a distant one as well.
Forgeting his character he rushed outside and saw it. A huge ball of flames on London's docks. Gunter was already asking a crewman to use the spectacle. Apparently to ships had crushed and one of them carried a load of petrol.
The passengers were somewhat altered, but the captain calmed them down, and eventually, an English prefecture boat arrived. The officer climbed on board and informed the captain of the happenings in private.
In he meantime, the runaway germans watched as the ships slowly sunk, and the flames shrinked gradually.
It was afterwards that Gunter and Waller both heard the explanation. Apparently a band of criminals intentionally crushed a cargo ship with the standing petrol ship. Criminals were all slain on the explosion, and both ships had sunk. It would take some time for the fire to extinguish completely. Since the docks were big enough, the officer gave the captain clearance as to dock in.
The cruise continued it's programed journey, and docked finally in English soil. Passengers and crewmen descend, Waller and Gunter among them.
Parked nearby were several interpol cars, and more near the accident zone, there were more agents, and an ambulance. Medics were attending to some injured people and some agents were carrying several corpses covered with blankets. Apparently there was some bloodbath before the "accident".
Gunter seems to recognize someone and walks purposefully towards a concrete agent. Waller cound stop him of follow him, or leave him; regardless, Gunter apparently wished to speak with this Interpol's agent.
Fetuchi Club (Jasper and Vincent)
“Hey amici, don't you enter here shooting threats alright? I don't want a blood bath at my club. If you have problems with Capone, it's your business, don't mess me up in it.” Paulo says sternly. "If Capone wants you dead, truly dead, he would have just came and get you. You were his number one hitman. Mark my words: WERE. He has found "something" else... A blind kid could kill the targets he lists. But I don't know what is that he wants. I could contact you with other people if you want, of tell you when is Capone supposed com come here. But you have to promise me you'll do your nasty business outside, otherwise me and my muchachos will shoot on his side, capiche?"
Jasper’s sense motive is 3. He thinks Paulo is actually hiding the fact that he is a dressed chimpanzee.
After Percy's shout, most of the agents ran after him, and seek shelter behind a large section of pilled cargo holders, made of metal and loaded with cargo.
In the five minutes that took the agents to take cover, Long's ship advanced unchecked towards the petrol vessel, and collided with it. Seconds after that, a huge explosion followed. The roaring sounds deafened everyone, dazing and confusing the agents.
Percy peeked through a corner, and witnessed a gargantuan ball of fire over the two ships, that slowly started to sink.
After a few minutes, almost all the ship was sank, only a small piece remained over the water. The spilled oil still burned with such power the heat could be felt from the distance. The nearby docks were scorched completely; if Agent Percy wouldn't have commanded his men to take cover, they would have died most certainly.
After some moments, more interpol agents arrived, an ambulance, and prefecture agents too. A small ship departed, to inform a turist cruise to approach the docks carefully. Percy was enveloped in the events, and found himself organizing the procedures or cleaning the mess.
When everything was set up, the cruise docked, and a particular waiter from the ship crew walked quickly and purposefully towards him, with some bloody determination.
OOC: Good! Percy saved the agents, although he also lost any evidence aboard the ship. Day saved non the less.
Police Station (George Wilkinson)
Fred's autopsy revelead that he had stopped eating about three days prior to the date. When his skull was opened at Charleston's request, the operations room was filled with awe exclamations. A nasty green slippery slug-like creature was attached to Fred's brain! More accuratly it was inside the sinusal cavities, that are usually filled with cephaloraquideal liquid.
The medics look at Charleston and Wilkinson as to how to proceed.
The vermin looks very much alive, as it pulse and contorts when it is exposed to air.
Yikes!
On the Run: Luxury cruise (Waller)
Waller's attempts to go unnoticed went fairly good. His performance was accurate, and when not, he was disregarded by the rich people who rarely stopped to look at him anyways. Coming and going, Waller spotted a small room for storing salami and other stationed and salted meats. The room was small, dark and fitted for a good hideout. It could be easily locked from inside with a stick of wood or steel large enough as the door opened towards the interior of the room.
It made a good choice when Gunter and him wished to speak freely and out of character about their options for the future.
A couple of days passed by, without surprises.
On the afternoon of a particuary long day, the ship started to close on London's docks. It was te time, and Waller was racing outside the kitchen totake the orders, when he heard something that flashed some memories of the war. An explosion. A big one, but a distant one as well.
Forgeting his character he rushed outside and saw it. A huge ball of flames on London's docks. Gunter was already asking a crewman to use the spectacle. Apparently to ships had crushed and one of them carried a load of petrol.
The passengers were somewhat altered, but the captain calmed them down, and eventually, an English prefecture boat arrived. The officer climbed on board and informed the captain of the happenings in private.
In he meantime, the runaway germans watched as the ships slowly sunk, and the flames shrinked gradually.
It was afterwards that Gunter and Waller both heard the explanation. Apparently a band of criminals intentionally crushed a cargo ship with the standing petrol ship. Criminals were all slain on the explosion, and both ships had sunk. It would take some time for the fire to extinguish completely. Since the docks were big enough, the officer gave the captain clearance as to dock in.
The cruise continued it's programed journey, and docked finally in English soil. Passengers and crewmen descend, Waller and Gunter among them.
Parked nearby were several interpol cars, and more near the accident zone, there were more agents, and an ambulance. Medics were attending to some injured people and some agents were carrying several corpses covered with blankets. Apparently there was some bloodbath before the "accident".
Gunter seems to recognize someone and walks purposefully towards a concrete agent. Waller cound stop him of follow him, or leave him; regardless, Gunter apparently wished to speak with this Interpol's agent.
Fetuchi Club (Jasper and Vincent)
“Hey amici, don't you enter here shooting threats alright? I don't want a blood bath at my club. If you have problems with Capone, it's your business, don't mess me up in it.” Paulo says sternly. "If Capone wants you dead, truly dead, he would have just came and get you. You were his number one hitman. Mark my words: WERE. He has found "something" else... A blind kid could kill the targets he lists. But I don't know what is that he wants. I could contact you with other people if you want, of tell you when is Capone supposed com come here. But you have to promise me you'll do your nasty business outside, otherwise me and my muchachos will shoot on his side, capiche?"
Jasper’s sense motive is 3. He thinks Paulo is actually hiding the fact that he is a dressed chimpanzee.
airwalkrr
Adventurer
Waller grabs hold of Gunther and pulls him into a side alley or behind some rigging or wherever he thinks they might be able to talk without looking too suspicious. In whispered German, "Gunther, what are you doing? Do you think it's wise to approach Interpol in the open like this? Especially considering the circumstances. We just witnessed an act of sabotage. I'm certain that spotting two German nationals in such an atmosphere would arouse suspicion. No, this cannot happen now. We must lay low for a while. Find a place to hide. I know people in England. My host parents when I traveled abroad. We should find them, wait for this to blow over, then we can approach the authorities and request sanctuary."
Waller is a bit suspicious of Gunther's actions and looks for some explanation.
Sense Motive 4
Spot to see if Gunther might be concealing anything 22
Waller is a bit suspicious of Gunther's actions and looks for some explanation.
Sense Motive 4
Spot to see if Gunther might be concealing anything 22
Vincent takes a breath and calmly states "Paulo, my apologies. I did not mean to make it sound like I was threatening you or Capone in any way. I was simply upset because as you put it, I WAS his number one. Please, contact Capone for me. Tell him I've found his Tommy Gun and I'll have it to him by the end of the night, but I can't do that with a price on my head and a bunch of thugs on my tail. So if you could, do what you do best and help me smooth this over. At least make it so I can return what is his without killing all the chumps he sends after me, it's beneath my talents and a waste of his money. Then perhaps we can move on from there."
Percy emerges from cover just as the noise of the explosion is dying down. Checking looking round he is relieved to see that everybody is safe, although he cringes when he sees the damage it has caused.
Realising that it is up to him to sort off the mess. He starts to organise thing. First of all he seeks out DI Regan. "Inspector. Presently this place is going to be crawling with press. Get your men to keep them off the docks. Tell them I will make a statement when I have time. Also, I know you and your men are professional. However, it doesn't hurt to remind people. After all careless talk can cost lives. So I don't want to hear any mention of Long, booze or zombies. Anyone who does will wish he was back walking the beat."
Next he reports back to T. After giving him a brief but concise report, T tells Percy to stay there and keep the lid on things and until he can arrange to get him some help.
With that out of the way, Percy looks around to see what needs doing next. He is pleased to see that the fire service has the flames under control, going so far as to bring in a fire boat. The harbour master is in the process of controlling traffic.
Now comes the part that Percy our has been dreading. Finding an empty office, Percy gets one of the uniformed offices to show the press in. "Good evening gentlemen. I am an official spokesman for His Majesty's Government." A voice at the back shouts Come off it Percy we know you're a spook." "As I was saying I am a spokesman for His Majesty's Government and I am sure that the PM will send a D-Notice to the editor of anyone who thinks otherwise." At this point the same voice says "Sorry sir. I though I recognised you but I can now see I was mistaken." Percy continues "Early this evening agents from His Majesty's customs service were investigating a case of exotic animal smuggling, when the captain of the suspect ship panicked. Shots where fired and the captain tried to run. Unfortunately he crashed into an oil tanker, which resulted in a hugh fireball. The fire service have the flames under control and the docks will be back in operation in a few hours. That's all gentlemen. I will not be taking questions."
Percy was just leaving the meeting when the heckler approached. "Percy, can I have a word? Now he was closer, Percy recognised him as Sebastian Tombs from The Times. Percy knows him slightly and knows that he is a really good investigative reporter. Percy is just about to put him off, when he suddenly decides to trust him. "Sebastian. I won't bother warning you as I know it won't do any good. What I am about to tell you is complete off the record and definitely not for publication. If this ever gets out it would threaten the stability of the Empire. First of all I don't really know much. I believe that what happened here is part of something a lot bigger and, so far, I only have one small piece of the jigsaw. What I do know is that Sir Archivald Long is involved and that whatever is going on is international in scope. Finally, here is my telephone number. If you hear about any killer zombies, let me know immediately." Tombs starts to question Percy but he holds his hand up and says "Sorry I have already told you more than I really should have. As far as the zombies are concerned, you will know if you come across them."
Leaving the reporter, Percy finds that his replacements have arrived. he briefs them and is just about to head off to his club for a bath and a well-earned sleep when he is approached by a waiter from the ferry. Suddenly another waiter pulls him into an alley. Percy Looks around for backup but everyone is engrossed in some task or other. Placing his hand on his pistol and releasing the safety, he walks up to the alley, looks in and says to the two men he sees there "How can I help you gentlemen?"
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Realising that it is up to him to sort off the mess. He starts to organise thing. First of all he seeks out DI Regan. "Inspector. Presently this place is going to be crawling with press. Get your men to keep them off the docks. Tell them I will make a statement when I have time. Also, I know you and your men are professional. However, it doesn't hurt to remind people. After all careless talk can cost lives. So I don't want to hear any mention of Long, booze or zombies. Anyone who does will wish he was back walking the beat."
Next he reports back to T. After giving him a brief but concise report, T tells Percy to stay there and keep the lid on things and until he can arrange to get him some help.
With that out of the way, Percy looks around to see what needs doing next. He is pleased to see that the fire service has the flames under control, going so far as to bring in a fire boat. The harbour master is in the process of controlling traffic.
Now comes the part that Percy our has been dreading. Finding an empty office, Percy gets one of the uniformed offices to show the press in. "Good evening gentlemen. I am an official spokesman for His Majesty's Government." A voice at the back shouts Come off it Percy we know you're a spook." "As I was saying I am a spokesman for His Majesty's Government and I am sure that the PM will send a D-Notice to the editor of anyone who thinks otherwise." At this point the same voice says "Sorry sir. I though I recognised you but I can now see I was mistaken." Percy continues "Early this evening agents from His Majesty's customs service were investigating a case of exotic animal smuggling, when the captain of the suspect ship panicked. Shots where fired and the captain tried to run. Unfortunately he crashed into an oil tanker, which resulted in a hugh fireball. The fire service have the flames under control and the docks will be back in operation in a few hours. That's all gentlemen. I will not be taking questions."
Percy was just leaving the meeting when the heckler approached. "Percy, can I have a word? Now he was closer, Percy recognised him as Sebastian Tombs from The Times. Percy knows him slightly and knows that he is a really good investigative reporter. Percy is just about to put him off, when he suddenly decides to trust him. "Sebastian. I won't bother warning you as I know it won't do any good. What I am about to tell you is complete off the record and definitely not for publication. If this ever gets out it would threaten the stability of the Empire. First of all I don't really know much. I believe that what happened here is part of something a lot bigger and, so far, I only have one small piece of the jigsaw. What I do know is that Sir Archivald Long is involved and that whatever is going on is international in scope. Finally, here is my telephone number. If you hear about any killer zombies, let me know immediately." Tombs starts to question Percy but he holds his hand up and says "Sorry I have already told you more than I really should have. As far as the zombies are concerned, you will know if you come across them."
Leaving the reporter, Percy finds that his replacements have arrived. he briefs them and is just about to head off to his club for a bath and a well-earned sleep when he is approached by a waiter from the ferry. Suddenly another waiter pulls him into an alley. Percy Looks around for backup but everyone is engrossed in some task or other. Placing his hand on his pistol and releasing the safety, he walks up to the alley, looks in and says to the two men he sees there "How can I help you gentlemen?"
[sblock=D-Notice]is an official government request to news editors not to publish certain information for reasons of national security.
Wikipedia[/sblock]
Voda Vosa
First Post
London Docks (Percy and Waller Ackerman)
Waller is quick and pulls Gunther back behind an alley created by cargo containers. He speaks him his mind, but when Gun ther was about to reply, he looks surprised. Waller turns to see the Interpol agent Percival Ambelton-Smithe as his badge reads standing behind him. He says "How can I help you gentlemen?"
Police Station (George Wilkinson)
The personal quickly puts the creature in the glass jar that George gets. Charleston frowns and takes his cigar out of his mouth. “What kind of fu**ing thing is this?!” he exclaims.
Fetuchi Club (Jasper and Vincent)
Paulo nods, and takes the phone, but ask you to wait outside. You comply, and try to peel your ears as to hear what is being spoken inside. You can make out the following fragments in Italian.
“Yes he is here…” ; “No sir…”; “Yes sir…” ; “…your tommy gun…”; “… they will not escape I promise…”
Waller is quick and pulls Gunther back behind an alley created by cargo containers. He speaks him his mind, but when Gun ther was about to reply, he looks surprised. Waller turns to see the Interpol agent Percival Ambelton-Smithe as his badge reads standing behind him. He says "How can I help you gentlemen?"
Police Station (George Wilkinson)
The personal quickly puts the creature in the glass jar that George gets. Charleston frowns and takes his cigar out of his mouth. “What kind of fu**ing thing is this?!” he exclaims.
Fetuchi Club (Jasper and Vincent)
Paulo nods, and takes the phone, but ask you to wait outside. You comply, and try to peel your ears as to hear what is being spoken inside. You can make out the following fragments in Italian.
“Yes he is here…” ; “No sir…”; “Yes sir…” ; “…your tommy gun…”; “… they will not escape I promise…”
airwalkrr
Adventurer
Waller hesitates for a moment. He isn't sure how to react at first, but quickly regains his composure and responds to the agent in fluent English, "Pardons, old boy. My dippy friend here was just about to bother you. I was trying to explain how you blokes probably have much better things to do, well, given the situation. But since you're here, you mind if I ask what's happened? We just came in on a cruise ship and couldn't help but notice the billowing smoke in the harbor."
Vincent whispers to Jasper in Russian "Go get Capone's Tommy from the car. Who knows, we might end up needing it. I'm going to see if we have any allies here."
Vincent then looks around the main room to see if there is anyone that owes him a favor or anyone he's on good terms with and would back him in a fight. If he does he'll go up and start chatting with them if he doesn't he'll go back into Paulo's office.
Either way he does a silent prayer asking God to let his blades be swift and to let then carry out the justice he sees fit to bestow.
Once in Paulo's ofice he'll ask "So. What now?"
Vincent then looks around the main room to see if there is anyone that owes him a favor or anyone he's on good terms with and would back him in a fight. If he does he'll go up and start chatting with them if he doesn't he'll go back into Paulo's office.
Either way he does a silent prayer asking God to let his blades be swift and to let then carry out the justice he sees fit to bestow.
Once in Paulo's ofice he'll ask "So. What now?"
George Wilkinson 25/36
George stares at the slug-like creature in the jar for a few seconds before replying. "I have no idea what that is. It's completely outside my fields of study. But that must be what was making him, uh, Fred do what he did. But that would mean the thing is intelligent." Seeing the question on at least one face, George continues, "He wasn't acting like an animal, attacking with claws and teeth. He had enough intelligence to use weapons, and Andrade even talked. He said he must kill me. Even used my name."
All of a sudden, Georges looks at Charleston. Georges face shows extreme shock. "Andrade! There must be one of those things in Andrade's head. We've got to get him sedated and on an operating table. We need the doctors to get it out."
George stares at the slug-like creature in the jar for a few seconds before replying. "I have no idea what that is. It's completely outside my fields of study. But that must be what was making him, uh, Fred do what he did. But that would mean the thing is intelligent." Seeing the question on at least one face, George continues, "He wasn't acting like an animal, attacking with claws and teeth. He had enough intelligence to use weapons, and Andrade even talked. He said he must kill me. Even used my name."
All of a sudden, Georges looks at Charleston. Georges face shows extreme shock. "Andrade! There must be one of those things in Andrade's head. We've got to get him sedated and on an operating table. We need the doctors to get it out."
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