PRIVATE - Small warehouse and surrounding areas

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The recently-arrived agent looks at Dessalines, who looks at Voshokod. Neither of them appear ready to volunteer any information without first hearing from their commander.

"Sir?" asks Dates surveying the scene. "Where's VonMaazarin?"

 

[Voshkod]

Voshkod smiles at Minister Tilly. "It appears, Minister, that brave OSI personnel secured the facility. Von Maazarin is locked up in his quarters and is refusing to come out. The 'package' is stored in that building over there, which is still held by people loyal to von Maazarin. It's whatever that idiot was securing here; I have no idea what it is. I think that clearing that is a job for the police."

 

[jacob-Lundgren]

*ml catches up to tilly and co.*

hey guys. doesnt seem to be any fighting going to happen eh?

 

[The_Hawk]

"Better overprepared than under, Per Lundgren," Tilly smiles. "Doctor, I'm going to have to ask your men to stand down and surrender their weapons while we get all of this sorted out. This is, after all, a crime scene."

He turns to Dates. "Captain, you'd better get our negotiator up here and see if you can talk the guys in the building out. Not to mention von Maazarin."

 

[Voshkod]

Voshkod turns towards his men. "Attention!" He makes careful mental notes about which ones do not snap to quickly enough.

"Stack weapons, now! Safe the weapon, remove the clip, empty the chamber!"

He takes out his own Makarov and goes through the drill, being the first one to place his sidearm in police custody.

When all OSI employees have surrendered their weapons, he has them reform ranks. "Parade rest!"

Voshkod and the OSI men await developments.

 

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The OSI men comply with their leader's orders. Some are bolstered by his confident emergence on the scene, some appear fatigued from long, stressful duty, and some appear to be as ready as possible to flee from this scene never to return.

Dates brings out the S.W.A.T. team's chief negotiator, from Chateauvallon, Per Robbierre Chapiraux.

Dates and Chapiraux look from one building, off to the corner with several barricades and movement behind them, to another, a general lodging that seems very quiet.

"Which should approach first, sir? Von Maarzarin's room or the storage building?"

 

[The_Hawk]

"Von Maazarin. If he comes around and surrenders, maybe he can talk his guys down. Just make sure the others stay bottled up, for now."

 

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With that, Dates leads Chapiraux and a team of men to where the OSI guard have locked Von Maazarin in his private room. He looks back over his shoulder to see if the rest of the party follows.

 

[jacob-Lundgren]

(ml and his tiny party is more or less following tilly about)

 

[The_Hawk]

*Tilly is more or less following Dates about, content to allow the police officers to do their jobs as they see fit now that the immediate danger is past.*

 

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Confident that he has back up, Dates nods to Chapiraux.

Chapiraux takes a deep breath, as sweat runs down his temple, he rubs his hands together and steps up to the door as the OSI guards move away.

He cautiously puts his ear to the door and listens.

He pulls his head back, pauses, then....

BANG! BANG! BANG!

He pounds on the door.

"Von Maazarin! Open up in there! You're surrounded and there's no way you're getting out without getting past us! Von Maazarin? Open the door!"



(OOC: We haven't seen ZuckerB in a while. If he wants to respond here, it would be appropriate. If he has left then we can pick it up from here with either Voskod, JL or The_Hawk responding and I'll RP what happens.)

 

[Voshkod]

As the negotiator begins his spiel, Voshkod turns to his men.

"Gentlemen! I regret that this assignment turned out the way it did. If you are looking for someone to blame, blame me. I signed the contract with that fool, von Maazarin.

"I understand that some of you intend to resign. I urge you to reconsider, to give OSI another chance. All of you will be receiving substantial bonuses, regardless of your intentions.

"The police may wish to detain and question some or all of you. Cooperate with them. OSI will post any bail, and OSI counsel will represent you if necessary.

"You men acted with the highest discipline. You disarmed von Maazarin's men, and prevented these poor policemen from getting hurt. You should be proud of yourselves."

Voshkod picks up one of the discarded Karl Gustavs. "And now, I shall have a word with von Maazarin!" He starts to walk over toward the door.

 

[Zuckergußgebäck]

*A bullet is fired and buries itself in the ground half a meter from Voshkod*


Zuckergußgebäck truned to the helicopter pilot:

- Get to the roof, prep the chopper for takeoff as fast as you can, tell me when you´re ready. NOW!

As the pilot dissapeared, Zuckergußgebäck leaned back against a wall, and wondered what was to happen next.

 

[Voshkod]

Voshkod sees the puff of dust from the bullet impact, then hears the shot. He drops behind cover and shouts back at Dessalines: "Get those men out of the area. Now!"

He hoists the missile to his shoulder and begins to scan for where the shot came from. Self-defense, Mr. Minister, he muses grimly. I'll pay the fine for the illegal use of the missile gladly, if I can fire it up von Maazarin's rear.


[OOC: Is there a helicopter visible, i.e., on the roof or in the air?]

 

[Zuckergußgebäck]

[OOC: Is there a helicopter visible, i.e., on the roof or in the air?]

OOC: It is on the roof, yet I do not know wether it is visible or not, probably not visible, but when it takes off, you can hardly fail too see it!

 

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The pilot steps back out of the broom closet.

"Um, sir? We appear to be locked in. There is no way out through the closet (which is where I "disappeared" to), I just checked. Surely you don't want us to jump out the window, 20 meters to the ground. do you?"

 

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He hoists the missile to his shoulder and begins to scan for where the shot came from.

[OOC: Is there a helicopter visible, i.e., on the roof or in the air?]

Voskod quickly finds the hole in the drywall from where the shot pierced the wall. Apparently Von Maazarin or some lackey of his is awake and active on the other side of the door.

Some yelling can be heard in the locked room, it sure sounds like Von Maazarin, something about a helicopter, but there seems to be more muffled discussion.

 

[The_Hawk]

*Tilly takes cover near Voshkod's position.*

"Dammit, Doc," he hisses, "hold your fire! I want Von Maazarin in one piece. I want some answers!"

 

[Zuckergußgebäck]

Zuckergußgebäck fires again, spreading bullets over a large area of land, yet missing the MILE and other cheerful visitors.

Zuckergußgebäck swore and reloaded...

 

[Voshkod]

Voshkod ducks again as wild fire sprays out of the window. A bullet strikes the stone wall nearby, sending a shower of fragments, one of which catches him in the cheek. With some blood trickling down the side of his face, he stands, aims the missile at the open window which von Maazarin is shooting from, and shouts at Tilly:

"Self-defense, Minister!"

He prepares to fire.