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Post by Joker on Aug 16, 2010 12:58:46 GMT 2
It felt like years since Walter had been home, well it had been years. He had bought the house when he first made SEALs, he put the 50 grand strait down and bought it out right. The front door pointed out towards the beach and the side deck gave him a great view. Two car garage down stairs and a person gym. It was his small safe house and he paid a decent amount to a maid service to keep the place clean.
Hauling his sea bag and uniform sack in the house he walked past the shadow board that had his metals, medal of honor, purple hearts all four of them, letters of recognition, letters of accomidation, and ever small time medal he ever got. His prize pin was the center peice. The golden Navy SEAL trident. He smiled looking at it then continued through the building to his room. He grounded the bags ad began to unpack and hang his uniforms, his clothing he folded neatly and placed in his drawers. Next he moved to the airtight safe room attached to his bed room. He put the pin in and slid open the large titanium door and looked at his massive amount of toys.
Walter removed the .44 magnum from his side with the holster and seperated the two. He kept the weapon loaded as he placed it on his wall in the foam cut out spot that was reserved for it. He took the .38 special down and removed an ankle holster from the drawer and strapped it on then placed the revolver in. Next he took two glock .45s from their place and his armpit holsters and the quick loaders that could be equaly concealed across the chest. He walked to a hatch in the back and opened it to look down the ladder well that lead to the cement indoor range that was connected to his garage. Everything looked in order as he left and locked the armory behind him. He pushed the titanium door closed and began to strip down his boxers and placed weapons, holsters, and ammo on the bed before heading to the shower.
Kav's body was on auto pilot as his mind went over and over about what Faye had told him, he wasn't going to be caught un-aware this time around. He let the hot water wash over his skin as his mind turned towards the here and now. He always enjoyed hot water showers, it was better then the surf and turf that he was put through swimming in and out of combat zones, some times the water was freezing, most the time it was just cold. He took a deep breath as he stepped onto the cold tiled floor and let it go softly, steam rose from his body as he exited into the AC'd main room. He pulled a pair of blue jeans from his drawer, a white under shirt, and a black overshirt. He put the jeans on and adjusted the revolver to his ankle, next he tossed on a pair of boots, the pistol sat perfectly on the lip of them. After that he moved to his under shirt and strapped the chest peice on, the .45's sat flush to his skin just wide enough that his arms and chest hid them. He then loaded the rounds into his mags, a total of 90 rounds each, the hallow points would stop a charging bull, he didn't want to remember what they could do to a human. He pulled the black over shirt on and checked himself in the mirror and smiled, no one would know he was carrying. He had perfected this art years ago thanks to DevGru.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 16, 2010 13:35:28 GMT 2
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He did not want to be here, he wanted to be any where but here, he knew the second he went in through the door he was likly comeing out in a body bag, but what the alternative, go back to the safe house and tell Nate he hadnt done the job he had been told to, or lie and get found out and die any way, at least this guy might make it a little less painful then Nate would.
Swallowing he slipped quietly towards the house, he had done his reserch on this guy, well what he could find any way, most of it had been classified which ment this guy was worth a hel of a lot, with a lot of friends in high places.
He stepped forward, easily disarming the system, he had been looking at the house for a while now, watching the man as he went about his buissness, now was the time to go through with it. Once the alarm was disabled he stepped into the house, ensuring he was quite, he draw out his gun, equipping the silencer and moved further into the house.
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Post by Joker on Aug 16, 2010 13:54:47 GMT 2
Walter kept checking his watch and then his phone. He was hoping Nora would call. He had given her his number at the bar, still nothing. He was nervous, 'Eh she probably didn't like me anyways.' He shook his head and began to fidget with the stand up mirror, "Son of a," He said as it landed on his foot, "Oh you little basterd." he said and kicked the bottom of it, the mirror moved slightly showing the tip of a silencer as it swept around the corner of his door way. 'Ah crap.' he thought to himself as he hit the deck on the other side of his bed away from the door just out of sight of whoever was in his house.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 16, 2010 13:59:40 GMT 2
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He headed towards the bedroom where he had heard most of the noise, he was half tempted to turn back around and just hit the road, but again he knew it wasnt an option, Nate would find him no matter where he ran to. Straightening his body he slid agasint the wall, before slideing around, gun sweeping in a low arc as he stepped into the bedroom, fingers poised and ready on the man in front of him.
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Post by Joker on Aug 16, 2010 14:08:50 GMT 2
Kav smiled from behind the bed, his reached under and pulled out the foot long combat knife named after the SEALs themselves. The blade was sharp enough to split hairs and weighted perfect for throwing. He clipped it on his belt and braced his back against the wall and feet against the rolling queen sized bed. He removed both of the glocks and thumbed off the safety on each.
"I don't know who you are, and personally I don't care. You have thirty seconds to drop your mag, removed the round in the chamber and leave. If you don't, I will take you out, remove your head, and pike it on the front porch." His team thought he was insane cause of the threats he would make. The problem was, he was insane and he didn't make empty threats. He once told an insurgent that he would shove his severed hand where the sun didn't shine, he followed through with his threat.
"And if you don't think I'll do it, look at your left foot..." He trained the laser dot from the pistol on the center of the man's foot. He was at just the right angle to see the leg up the waist and he'd put more then enough time in at the range to make the shot count.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 16, 2010 14:18:26 GMT 2
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He let out a sigh, the room was empty, just freaking great, he was about to turn, ready to find something else, when he heard the mans voice, oh yea no way was he leaving thsi house alive then. His gaze trailed down to his foot and muttered a curse.
"Wouldnt be able to ask ya to ya know play dead for a couple of months, would i"Even before he had said it he knew the answer would be no, you did not mess with these type of guys, he had two options both of which ment he was gonna die, but he could at least take Nate with him.
With quick hands he lowered his wepon, ejecting the mag and allowing it to fall on the floor at his feet, so Walter would be able to see it, but he made little movment of actually moveing.
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Post by Joker on Aug 16, 2010 14:27:01 GMT 2
"Now the round in the chamber, eject it. You just bought yourself a few seconds more." He said an trained the second gun a bit higher, this laser dot ended up directly on the femeral artery. Despite the fact he was aiming sideways from under a bed the dot's barely moved from their targets. "And if you try anything both of the weapons are fourty five cal with hollow points, I have bested shots of every special unit around the world, I will take you out if you so much as twitch a leg"
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Post by Deleted on Aug 16, 2010 14:31:00 GMT 2
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Swallowing he did as he was told, the round falling to the floor, bouncing slightly before comeing to a stop, now he understood why he was the one doing this buissness and not Chris, Nate was far to fond of her to get her killed. He continued to stay still waiting for the man to make his move, his gaze flicked around the room.
"You do realize he's only gonna send more, your a threat to him and his plans"He stated, he was shocked how strong his voice had held.
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Post by Joker on Aug 16, 2010 14:39:27 GMT 2
"Good, I could use the fun." Quickly Kav rolled to the side bobbing up, the laser dot's only dissapeared as they passed the matress and regained balance right above each eyebrow. "Your a professional, thats how you passed security, now whether you want to or not you are going to tell me what I want to know about who you work for, and how it ties in with my new friend Faye, and if you are lucky you might be able to crawl out of here still able to speak coherently, now sit down, with your back against the door." He said, his voice was icey cold and his brow was furrowed.
"I can tell you one thing before this starts, those friends that he will send after me, are nothing compared to the friends I have, you should have taken a better look at my shadow box when you entered my house." He aimed his right gun towards the man's groin and his finger tensed depressing the slack of the trigger just enough to feel the resistense of the hammer, "I sneeze and I make you useless to a woman."
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Post by Deleted on Aug 16, 2010 14:45:06 GMT 2
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With a sigh he did as he was told, ignoring the mans comments and gestures, he'd rather deal with him then Nate, or anyof his other goods. Letting out a relazed sigh he swallowed, he was going to bring Nate down hard.
"Faye isnt the type of woman you want as a friend" He stated "People tend to die around her, or get hurt" He clenched his hands in front of him, before continuing.
"His name is Nate Danvers, you want him your gonna have to look hard, theres hardly any record for him, he's not stupid enough to do his own dirty work, and he doesnt get caught"
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Post by Joker on Aug 16, 2010 14:51:13 GMT 2
"Oh, I know but when people refuse to work for him...well... he'll have to do his own work." He smiled put the gun trained at the man's groin away. "Okay first question, where were you going to meet after you killed me?" Walter moved backwards and sat on his bed, the pistol resting between his legs laser now trained on the middle of his head.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 16, 2010 14:54:59 GMT 2
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Letting out a sigh he shook his head and lifted his gaze, "We wasnt, i was gonna meet Chris"He stated "Chris is his new play toy, little crazy bitch she is" He shifted, pulling out his phone and slideing it across the floor towards him.
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Post by Joker on Aug 16, 2010 15:06:24 GMT 2
"Thank you," He said and thought for moment. "So, how much was he paying you for this hit?" He said and let the gun dip before flicking off the laser. He grabbed the phone and stood up, moving towards the dresser. He opened the drawer and moved removed the false bottom setting it and the clothes on the top.
"Maybe you and I can come to an understanding."
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Post by Deleted on Aug 16, 2010 15:10:32 GMT 2
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Anderson watched him with his eyes, how much was Nate paying him a hell of a lot, "Monthly installments nearling on $300000" He stated, when the man turned around he contenplated making a run for it, he still had his back to him, so by the time he got up and out of the door he would have a pretty good headstart, not that he would outrun a bullet.
"What sort of understanding"He questioned with a raised brow.
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Post by Joker on Aug 16, 2010 15:23:56 GMT 2
"You died today, you understand?" He began to pull out several stacks of cash, a pair of scissors, a hair dye kit, and a small glass bottle that he wrapped in foam. "You leave here, you cut and color your hair then you burn your finger tips off and leave the country, I got sixhundred here and a number for you to call. When we get done here you do it, if not I will hunt you down, filet you alive and then send your skin to you mother and father with a happy birthday card. Do you under stand?" He turned and removed the magazine leaving only the round in the gun, he picked up the phone and started searching the numbers. "Plain and simple, we both know if you go back there your dead, even if you managed to kill me he'd kill you on principle alone because if you could kill me you could kill him. You were just hired to test me."
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Post by Deleted on Aug 16, 2010 15:43:13 GMT 2
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Anderson rose a brow "Nate isnt stupid"He stated easily, "He's working along a crazy assed bitch who could turn on him in a second"Licking hsi lips he finally stood, gaze locked on Walterr.
"He's going after Faye soon"He stated as he took the things from him, his eyes lowering ever so slightly, he had grown attached to Faye in the short time he had been watching her. "Shes a good person who deserves to get over her past, but its not her he wants, he wants Leon to pay, hes going throughher to do it" He stated, he ran a hand over his face and let out a tired sigh.
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Post by Joker on Aug 16, 2010 15:56:15 GMT 2
"Thank you." He pressed send and waited for the phone to ring. "Christy, your man is dead." Kav fired the round that was in his pistol directly into his bed sending shards everywhere before he destroyed the phone.
"Congrats your dead, now take that shit and get out of here." He said motioning towards the door reloading the pistol, "Before I make a mess of the wall, I'm not fond of arterial red."
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Post by Deleted on Aug 16, 2010 16:11:00 GMT 2
Nate was annoyed, his man was dead, not the way he had wanted the evening to end, with an annoyed sigh he looked over at Chris. "You get to take out Leon, but not yet, im going to deal with Faye first" He pushed himself away from the table and headed outside everything he needed was already in his car, ready and waiting for this exact moment, he had wanted to torment her further, destroy her bit by bit, but with the god damn idiot involved that wasnt going to be possible.
He slipped into his car and made his was in the direction of Faye's home glad that Jack was at the garage working, the only problem was the FBI agent stationed outside. With a careful hand he reached over to pull out his badge showing it to the agent, "Im taking over"He commanded and waited for him to leave before heading up to the house.
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Post by Joker on Aug 16, 2010 16:34:39 GMT 2
"I'm leaving now, get out of my house. If you are here when I get back there will be nothing left of you to put in a body bag, let alone a ziplock bag." He stepped over to the wall that held his vault and opened it up, slid in, and shut it behind him. The automatic lights turned on and he opened the hatch, he pulled weapon after weapon down from the shelf. His hands guided over the Beowulf .50cal M4 and loaded it. He tossed it into his bag, next he grabbed the LAW one use Fire and Forget missle launcher. He grabbed new rounds for his .45's and then pulled down his throwing knives. Making sure the twin guns and new rifle were loaded he then grabbed the suitcase that housed his SR-25 sniper rifle and slide down the ladder into the shooting range, he exited the door that accompanied it, shut and secured it after then stepped into his Viper.
Normaly he would have used the Mustang but it couldn't take the turns like he needed it to. The garage door barely was open enough and the rubber weather seal of the garage door screached over the roof. Slamming the break and doing a 180 and peeling out on the street and heading up the hill from his house and kept the wheels moving not caring about who or what saw him, he was trying to attract attention and unfortunately wasn't. He pushed the custom built care to the red line and then some, he was sure his car couldn't keep track of how fast he was going but at the moment that really didn't matter as he mounted the street next to Faye's and exited his car.
He removed his bag, the suitcase, and a pair of combat gloves lined with nomex and kevlar. He looked for a house that overlooked Faye's. He asymbled the sniper rifle and strapped the back to his back. He scaled the roof and attached the infared scope, the high powered lense could sense heat signatures through up to two walls, there was a federal agent outside, a person working in the garage and two personel in the house. How the heck did he forget to ask about how many gaurds she had...feck. He toggled off the safety and steadied his breath focusing on the heat signatures in the house. One was female, one was male. He chambered the round, the 7.62 round would easily cut through a window or door, if he was lucky he might be able to pin hole two shots in a wall. It took him a second to center on the male, "God I hope she has two gaurds or I'm freaking too late." He whispered to himself.
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Post by Faye Perez on Aug 16, 2010 16:55:53 GMT 2
Faye furrowed her brow, she was currently going through her paper work for the firm, with a sigh she yawned, it was all rolling into one she had spent the entire night awake, going through her work. A knock at the door brought her attention to it and grumbling she stood, stretching as she made her way over. She furrowed her brow, gasping in shock as a hand went around her throat, squeezing as he pushed her back, body falling to the floor, banging onto the floor.
Gasping, stars shot behind her eyes and she managed to get some ground, hands furmbling for her pocket where her phone was but he was to fast, he was ontop of her, one foot kicking her in the ribs, cracking, moaning out in pain, she shifted, trying to crawl away, a hand tightened around her hair, smashing her face into the floor.
"Dont think so"He muttered, hand tightening around her wrist, twisting it backwards, bone breaking, as his fingers wrapped around her phone throwing it agasint the door. Moaning and twisting in pain she attempted to move, but to no avail. He picked her up, throwing her into the living room, , reigning a couple more blows before stepping away from her.
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