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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Voda Vosa" data-source="post: 5177044" data-attributes="member: 51271">London Docks (Percy)Percy obtained a lot of replies, many stories not matching with each other. However, his detective skills helped him sort out what was true from simple lies.  He found out that Long was travelling to USA, although none of the guards knew why. The name of the man that accompanies Long this morning was Mr Smith. Suspicious at first, Percy found out that all the guards replied the same, so probably it was a cover name that the guards didn’t know about. The guards could not reveal any information about the hypnotized guards, although they told Percy that a the beer was going to USA, confirming his hypothesis. One of the guards told Percy that the bax containing the strange eggs was brought by Mr Smith, and Long forgot it. Apparently he was in some rush to USA. Fred's House (George Wilkinson)George finds a couple of strange things in Fred’s house. First, he finds a note, written in Russian. George knows nothing about that language, and can’t understand it, he just knows enough to recognize the language for their characters, although it could be something in Greek too. Wilkinson also finds a small box, still in its package, something that Fred received from some person named “John Green” with address in Flint street 189, New York. A strange address George never heard about. Inside the box is some sort of transmitting device.  A small metal box with an antenna and a small light that is off right now. The box is dusty, so apparently it has been there for quite a while. Goerge examines the device, but besides the fact that it probably transmits some sort of signal, Wilkinson is unable to tell its purpose right now; perhaps in his laboratory he could open it and discover its use. Inside the Bunker (Waller) Gunter seemed to want to reply a negative, he rose a finger and opened his mouth, frowning. But he stopped. He repeated that twice, apparently debating in his mind with himself. “You are right Waller. You are damn right my friend. If these lunatics want to suicide let them do that, I’ll not risk my life for that. Very well, I don’t think I need to pack more than my luger and some casual clothes as disguise. I’ll be back in no time.” Gunter excuses and exits the room, just to return a few moments after with his backpack.“I’m ready” he states.Waller thinks about his chances, and analyzes the layout of the bunker and of the city.He knows that the soldiers are in the tactics room, and there is a guard at the entrance. They should avoid the casual people that goes by though the corridors, and find a way to dispose the guard. Killing it was just not right, he wasn’t to blame for nothing; but he was an obstacle that needed to be removed. After that, they would need to stay away from the patrols on the streets and take a train or other mean of transport to the north.OOC: As you describe your course of action, make some rolls just in case, I might require more, or even start a battle, but if you cover your actions with enough rolls it’ll speed things up.Fetuchi Club (Jasper and Vincent)“S-sorry mister Donnelly, we didn’t know it was you! Forgive us, we’ll tell mister Fetuchi that you are here.” The thug yelps, and when Vincent allows him, he runs inside. A few minutes after, he returns. “Please, follow me gentlemen, mister Fetuchi is ready to receive you.” Jasper and Vincent follow along, and thug avoids eye contact with them visible intimidated. The pair makes out a corner and then the thug opens a door and leads them inside. A nice dressed room, with dim red lights is presented to them, in the center and behind a luxurious desk, there is a man, smoking a cigar, dressed so “Gangsterly” it almost screamed “Stereotype!”; next to him is a woman pretty attractive dressed with few clothes. Vincent recognizes the man as Paulo. He smiled at the pair, and waved his hand to a pair of seats arranged in front of his desk. As the woman played with the man’s hat, he asked in italian. “Tommy, long time no see my friend. I was wondering when would you show up and kick the asses of my boys.” He says and smiles, although he sends a deadly glance to the thug, who closes the door quickly. “Tell me, what can your friend Paulo make for you now?”</blockquote>

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