tylatz
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Post by tylatz on Oct 2, 2011 14:51:25 GMT -5
"This is a dumb idea, who thought it up?" Link grumbled as he scaled the outside of the building.
"It was yours," Kenna dryly chimed in over Link's ear piece.
"Who asked you? Fuck," he complained. They managed to get their hands on some gear for climbing buildings from the ranger units stationed at Torrington at a hefty cost. Kenna needed to go on a diet anyway, "the fat fuck."
"What was that?"
"What?"
"Did you call me fat?"
"Man, I don't know what you're talking about. Now shut up or they'll catch us." It was such a stupid idea. They needed a place to practice and the only good place was attached to the officer's club, which they obviously were not, so they made a bet to get access. They just had to get some candid shots of the new colonel that was only going to be staying around for a few days before she left and they could have the room every Thursday night. Pretty sweet deal, right? Not really, if they failed they'd have to go streaking across the installation with the White Dingo logo on their asses. Really lame. Really fucking lame. At least it wasn't all bad. The architect of the building got fancy by placing the bricks at various depths to give a natural textured pattern and with the special gloves and boots from the Rangers the building was easy to climb, "unless you're a fat fuck."
"No way, man, I heard you that time!" Down below Kenna started complaining again about the twenty or forty pounds he had put on since basic training.
"Quit your bitchin' and look out for someone. We only get one shot at this." Several expletives were mentally added about how fat Kenna had become. At least Kenna was good for somethings, Link noted as he approached the open window that should be their dear colonels. Earlier in the morning Kenna had managed to sabotage the cooling unit to the entire building and with everyone out all day long the windows remained close to build up with the heat of the Aussie sun. Now with the outside temperature quickly dropping with nightfall all of the officers had opened their windows to cool off. Link chuckled as he thought about possible getting a little extra in the photo shoot.
"Fuck, dude, patrol," Kenna whispered. Link stole a look down to see two people with flashlights approaching. One checking the ground levels, the other the side of the building. Faintly he could make out the rotund shape of Kenna attempting to sneak away.
"Hey, what are you doing?" The light at ground level caught Kenna full on and he stared like a deer in headlights before bolting for it. Run, tubby, run. One followed, the other hung back to call it in and sweep the area.
Link quickly lunged for the window sill, catching the edge of it with his fingertips and hauled himself half way into the dark room with the first attempt with the help of his dear friend adrenaline. The light outlined the edges of the window just after he flipped his lower body in to drop him prone on the floor with a more than slightly audible thump.
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Gray
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Post by Gray on Oct 2, 2011 15:41:04 GMT -5
The more than slightly audible thud barely registered with the woman lying prone in the puddle of her sweat just a foot from the window. Barely does not mean that it went unnoticed though. She made a pitiful groan beneath the sticky web of her long auburn hair and then clumsily kicked the blanket covering her body down enough to expose the majority of her slender bare back. Some kind of tribal design peeked out at the intruder but the sheets and darkness ensured that it was for the most part concealed.
Besides that, the room was otherwise unremarkable. Directly across from the window was the foot of a bed, to the left of that a desk, and to the right of it two doors that led to the hallway and a small bathroom.
The bed was hardly disturbed. The blanket that now adorned the woman lying in front of the window was missing from it, and the sheets on the side closest to the door were slightly disheveled, but it was otherwise apparent that it had not been used for long yet. The desk chair had an officer's jacket placed neatly over it, and on the desk itself a gun and its holster sat precariously close to a half empty bottle of some generic alcohol.
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tylatz
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Post by tylatz on Oct 2, 2011 16:05:50 GMT -5
He froze. It was hot as fuck in the room, but he was completely frozen. Between beats of his heart he could hear movement on the bed and he dared not even breath. He adjusted the checkered bandanna covering his face, making sure it was tight before he took his first breath inside the room. It smelled like liquor. As his eyes adapted to the room he began to make out the features of the spartan room. Quietly he laid there several minutes before rolling up to his feet, his long mane of blonde hair laying against the back of his black shirt, and peaking his head over the edge of the beds foot.
She was asleep. Fast asleep, mostly exposed, and covered in sweat. Hot. This would definitely win him the bet. Carefully he pulled the camera from his pocket while surveying the desk. His eyes fell on the gun laying next to a bottle, what Link guessed was the source of the smell. Link hadn't intended to disturb her personal affects, but he couldn't leave a gun easily accessible while he snapped his pictures. That was just asking for a disaster. With cautious steps he rounded the bed, watching her for signs of life, and snatched the pistol. The barrel tapped the neck of the bottle sent it somersaulting over the edge.
He reacted fast and attempted to catch the bottle, but with pistol in one hand and the tiny camera in the other it became a disaster. Instead of just falling and hitting the ground it was smashed into the floor, shattering the bottle. Panicking he dropped to the ground and rolled under the bed, pistol and camera in hand.
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Post by zerodash0 on Oct 2, 2011 16:23:54 GMT -5
At the same time, the bathroom door swung open, the sound of water swirling down the toilet fading into the silence of night. Rem stood in the doorway in his boxers, feeling a cool breeze from the open window.
"Ahhh.... that's nice on a night like tonight..." He muttered sleepily, it had been a good night after all. His bare feet thudded lightly across the bedroom floor, almost back to the bed when Rem's eyes went wide.
"SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHIIIIIIIIIITTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!! He muffled the yell through gritted teeth and he hopped on one foot holding the other in pain and staring down as the broken shard of glass stuck in his foot. After about four hops, he lost his balance and plopped back onto the soft bed, jostling the sleeping woman. Teeth grinding, he picked the shard from his foot and glared at it. Something seemed wrong about this, but he wasn't sure what.
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Post by Gray on Oct 2, 2011 16:48:58 GMT -5
The intoxicated woman was still trying to identify the source of the sharp noise when her mate for the night nearly came crashing down on top of her. This may have been for the best; she was too out of it to know for certain whether or not she had just been dreaming up the noise. With a man suddenly within reach though other thoughts were on her mind.
"Oooohhhh dijjj mistah Powdah Jim get ah boo boo?" she purred while shifting over to embrace him from behind. The blanket that had been covering her earlier slid from the bed and landed in a crumpled pile on the door side of the bed. She did not mind though. Rem's body had all the heat that she could want and more. Her lipstick smudged lips quickly planted what she thought was a seductive kiss on the back of the man's neck. It was instead a sloppy mess on par with something from man's best friend.
Before they could continue though there was a sudden soft knock at the door. At once the woman on the bed froze stiff. "Molly," a sweet voice called out in a loud whisper, "are you decent?" Another soft knock came as the woman on the bed clumsily tried to shove Rem away from her while simultaneously scanning for her top.
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tylatz
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Post by tylatz on Oct 2, 2011 17:15:28 GMT -5
A guy? Miss Colonel Cunt had been busy during her little layover at Torrington. Link fought back his urge to let out a low whistle. This new guy was bad news though, he didn't seem to have drunk enough of the bottle judging by the sense of balance to hop on one foot to the bed which sunk down towards him. If this played out wrong Link could end up in a fight and he wouldn't be able to get away with shooting someone here. Fuck, this wasn't good.
The woman was awake. Great. Things got better, but at least she was probably completely wasted with that thick slurring of hers. Possible hostage or diversion. At least that's what he thought until there was a knock on the door causing even more motion in the room. It also meant one of the two points of egress were blocked. Now all he needed was for the patrol from earlier to show up with Kenna because that chubby fuck got caught, Link just knew it. He sighed and decided that there was only one thing to do. He double checked the bandanna over his face and pulled down the cloth holding his hair back to make him look like some freaky long haired ninja. Now or never, Link.
He rolled out from under the bed, the opposite side from where he smashed the bottle, and sprung to his feet brandishing the pistol and camera with wrists crossed like they taught him to do with a flash light back at the academy. He hammered the trigger as fast as he could to blind the two occupants with the flash of the camera. Their bodies seemed to move in slow motion due to the strobe light effect created by the pictures he was snapping. But Link wasn't moving in slow motion at all, he dashed to the window while taking his shots and leaped through the opening.
It was three floors up. He forgot about that. It's something he really should have remembered. The seconds he had to ponder on the fact seemed like hours as the ground rushed at him. He had a bad habit of falling long distances, but he's also gotten pretty good at sticking the landings. Already turned upside down he hit the ground with his upper shoulders and rolled the force down his spine to the soles of his boots as he carried it out into a somewhat graceful motion. Saying a quick prayer for hitting the ground and ignoring the throbbing pain he dashed for the dark sections of the base.
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Post by zerodash0 on Oct 2, 2011 17:23:31 GMT -5
Blinded by the camera flash, Rem rushed to take on the unseen intruder. "The hell do you think you're doin' in he--OWWWWW DAMNIT!" He shouted as he stomped right through the shattered bottle, tumbling towards the window and finally getting his vision back as he looked down to see the peeping ninja dart into the shadows. He sat down and tried to console his bleeding feet, looking up at his drunken bedfellow as she searched desperately for clothes. Despite the pain, he couldn't help but chuckle a little as he tossed her his T-shirt.
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Gray
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Post by Gray on Oct 2, 2011 19:14:16 GMT -5
The mystery guest on the other side of the door reacted quickly to the yelling. In an instant, the door was cracked just enough for her to peek inside with one eye. Her timing unfortunately coincided with that of the first of the camera's bright flashes. The sudden emission of light overwhelmed her eyes rendering her temporarily blind and so badly startled that she accidentally yanked the door shut while her face was still pressed against it.
Her situation (and panicked yelp) was paled next to that of Molly. Still very drunk from the booze, still very filled with panicked adrenaline, and still just a tad bit horny, the sudden appearance of the stranger set her berserk. She screamed her head off while shielding her bare chest with her arms and trying to turn her back to him. She thankfully still had the skirt of her uniform on but it was so low that the interlocking ink of her lower back tattoo would inevitably come out well in the pictures. That and a decent one of her rear when she dived for the floor.
Even after the intruder had decided to take a flight out the window, Molly remained hysterical. She had thankfully wrapped herself in a blanket when the guest from before timidly inched the door open. A small woman with the proportions of a teenager, wavy brown hair that fell to her shoulders, and the unmistakable insignia of a Colonel on her neat uniform tiptoed inside. She was clutching her nose and more than just a little bit of blood was streaming between her fingers.
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Post by tylatz on Oct 2, 2011 19:31:36 GMT -5
He did it! Link couldn't believe his luck that he actually pulled it off and got a pistol out of the deal. Quietly he celebrated in a dark recess nearly a kilometer away where he and Kenna had planned to gather. He had sprinted the entire distance and was out of breath, but he didn't care. The room at the officer's club was his to practice in! He might even be able to get away with hosting some dice games there and it would be the start of his new little empire at Torrington.
Grinning from ear to ear he flipped open the cameras view screen and thumbed over to his bounty, the pervert in him wanting to get a good look at what was under that stuffy uniform. Officers were too proper to wear normal clothes making it hard to figure out what equipment they were packing. Not that Link was especially looking or anything. Fuck, he's just kidding himself. His eyes shine as he feasts on the pictures.
That colonel is a pretty hot number. The sweat gleamed in the flash of the camera giving her skin an extra sheen. She even had a tattoo down her back, something Link didn't expect at all from someone that looked timid when he was scouting the place. It was a wonder what else she was into. Link let out a giddy laugh, his eyes hadn't strayed far from her breasts though. Pert things they were. Delicious even. He even liked the way they were framed by her red hair when she spun around in alarm. Just made it even hotter.
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Red hair? Link took a closer look at the woman's face. It. Wasn't. Her. “Fuck!”
“Link? Hey, Link, did you get it?” Tubby must have gotten away from the patrol after all. Who'd think that fat bastard would be so fast? Probably thought about Link's promise to buy him all he could eat at the Stop-n-Go.
“Kenna, get over here you fat bastard. We're going back in.”
“I'm not fat and no way, man. I'm out. That was too-”
Link turned the earpiece off and grumbled, “pussy.” This was just a setback. There was no way Link would give up after just one misstep. He would get pictures of that bitch. Better, he'd get nude pics even if he had to use force. He checked the pistol's clip to make sure it was loaded then stowed it at his waist, opposite of his personal preference and began to weave his way across the base. He couldn't approach from the direction he ran, it would be too obvious. No doubt the MPs were already swarming the place. He needed to change and he already had everything he needed.
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Post by zerodash0 on Oct 2, 2011 19:39:10 GMT -5
"Oh hell a Colonel!? What next?" Rem thought, muttering "Oh man, busted again..." as he stood and gave a half-hearted salute. "What's this? She looks like a kid! Can this night get any weirder?" He thought, keeping his comments in his head, but unable to hide the grin on his face. Still, he figured it was best to say something.
"Sorry about the ruckus uh... Ma'am," He said, not sounding serious at all, "but it's not like there's much else to do out here..." "What the hell am I saying, this isn't helping at all!" "Uh, er-I didn't mean it like that, it's just... y'know..." He trailed off, scratching the back of his head with a goofy grin.
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