Who Wants to Live Forever? -- RP

Arc watched Dino- or Odin he supposed- and his mother walk away, but didn't make any move to intervene. He still had his knife, since she apparently hadn't deemed it necessary to search him, but with all the guns and weird powers going around he didn't want to risk somebody getting hurt. There wasn't a lot he could do to an immortal anyway. Especially one who claims to be a god. Arc was having trouble believing a word Odin had said regarding that. Immortality, and Odin's powers, he could understand. But the existence of gods, and the possibility he was related to one? That was a little harder to believe.

He didn't dare move from his spot with all the gunmen in the room, so he instead sat down on the steps and tried to make himself comfortable, drawing his knees up to his chest. "Are you okay?" he asked John. He was too nervous to address anyone else in the room.

John sighed, his eyes downcast. "I've had better days, my boy, definitely better days. Still, not every day a man gets to test himself against a god."

He grinned for a moment, but made sure to hide his expression and suppress it near instantly. It was a bitter smile in any case. He had seen too much of the world to disbelieve Odin's claims now. Still, that didn't mean he would sit back and watch the old one-eyed goat rise to power atop a mountain of corpses. Not without trying everything.

When he looked back up at Arc again, his expression was deadly serious.

"Listen Arc, as you've noticed I'm in a bit of a tight spot here, and I might not make it out alive. With this in mind, it's very important that you pay close attention to my every last word. My defeat here today cut me to the quick. At this age, taking such a total loss is like being stabbed with a knife. I truly tried to stop the coming atrocities, I gave it everything I have. Nevertheless I failed and now the world will suffer, because I couldn't go through with my plan. I can only feel I've betrayed some sacred trust. I understand if you think I'm an enemy or despise me."

He paused for an unnecessary length at the end of each sentence, partly to make it easier to catch, and partially to make things seem more somber.

He doubted any such improvised code would work, but Arc was clever, at least. It was better than inaction, even if nothing came of it.

edited 30th Jan '12 5:10:06 PM by Dblade26

Samuel backed up against the brick wall getting ready for the most important jump of his life. He broke off into a dead run and jumped onto the rail guards and off towards the opposite building, "Baaaaaaaaad ideeeeaaaaa!"

Samuel was amazingly able to grasp the railing, and, perhaps even more amazingly, was able to hang on. However, the amount of time it would take for an untrained man such as Samuel to get himself fully up onto the fire-escape would simply be too long. So, as the gunman said "Say goodnight, you little bastard...", he took aim, and successfully shot Samuel in the back of the neck, with DC's specialized drug for immortal's. Samuel would be out any minute now...

Bull. "And if we comply, there won't be any negative consequences to us?"

7:40

"None," said Gray. "We will simply test the calibrations, give you your paycheck, and then you'll be on your way."

edited 30th Jan '12 6:17:45 PM by kkhohoho

Samuel tried to shake himself awake as he felt himself beginning to loose conscientiousness. He cursed his luck and wondered if this was his last moment before he finally succumbed.

"All right then," said the gunman, "time to take this little bas-" The gunman suddenly found himself being interrupted by his earcom. "What's that? ...Ay sir."

"Guess what?", said the gunman to Samuel, now barely conscious. "Our boss doesn't have any time to waste. So, now that you've been properly subdued, you're going to take a little trip. And don't worry, you won't be out long; the process takes a lot of the edge of the drug off. You should only be out for half a minute or so. But, I see that you're no longer interested." Indeed, Sam was now lying on flat on the floor, now unconscious. "Ah well. So long..." And with that, Samuel suddenly seemed to vanish into thin-air, courtesy of the mighty All-Father himself.

And when Samuel awoke, he found himself inside a strange laboratory, filled with all sorts of other people...

edited 30th Jan '12 7:20:52 PM by kkhohoho

Samuel propped himself up on his elbow, "What just happened to me?"

"If I may say so, and if I'm not mistaken" said Jason, having now noticed the young man having suddenly appeared within the laboratory, "you're a fellow immortal, like nearly everyone else in this room who isn't holding a gun, and you're also now a prisoner of an ancient Norse Deity, having been teleported here by said Norse Deity's magic."

"Long story, gent'," said Jack, still trying to fidget around with and break out of his manacles, to no avail....

edited 30th Jan '12 7:25:07 PM by kkhohoho

"Immortal? That's ridiculous. I...people can't be immortal: the DNA eventually degrades and causes death. Unless that could be.... Norse diety.", Samuel gave them a strange look, "But the norse gods were just fairy tales." Samuel thought back to some of the shows he had seen that talked about torture and the people that would agree to anything. Samuel laid back down and began to massage his face.

He shrugged. "Then sure," he replied. "What've I got to lose?"

7:41

"Good, good," said Gray. "Now, please wait here while I go inform my... superior." And so, Gray left. "And please,", he said, poking his head out of the door before fully leaving, "enjoy the refreshment's, if you will." And so, Gray left the room...

10 minutes will pass before Gray returns to the room; just an FYI.

"I suggest not drinking anything," Paul told Mark. "We need our senses about us. This whole thing screams shady."

If it hadn't been for the code he'd been tasked to solve earlier in the day Arc would have believed that John wasn't deliberately emphasising every last word. As it was he listened carefully then, when John had finished, he put his hand in his pocket and gave a tiny nod. I still have it.

Now there was just the matter of getting it across there. The newcomer (where had he come from anyway?) had offered some distraction, but not enough that someone running across the room would go unnoticed. He could try and slide it across but... but what? They couldn't exactly kill him for doing anything, could they? Slowly drawing the knife out of his pocket he slid down to the bottom step, trying to remain as inconspicuous as possible until he placed the weapon on the floor and launched it towards John's position.

"Huh?"

Unfortunately for Arc, Rosanne had keen enough senses to hear Arc slowly move down toward's the steps. Fortunately for Arc, by the time she had fully noticed, Arc had already slid the knife across towards John, and all Rosanne saw was Arc crouched on the floor.

"Hey, you," said Rosanne to Arc. "You doin' somethin' you shouldn't be doin'?" Rosanne was backed up by the five men who had followed her in earlier; some of the guards gazed over to Arc as well, curious at just what could be going on. Regardless, Rosanne's inquiry of Arc's activities provided a distraction that certain individuals could take advantage of if they so chose. Also of note was the fact that Odin seemed to have made a mistake, as the cover to the secret tunnel was still wide open...

edited 31st Jan '12 4:51:54 PM by kkhohoho

John quickly palmed the knife out of view, and began working at the cuffs of the manacles with it, straining his hands against them to aid the process while nearly sitting on them to hide his actions.

I could run for it, down the tunnel. I might just make it out if he hasn't made that way a trap as well...but then what would I do? The old goat owns the entire city, and it wouldn't stop his plans.

Though he was beginning to bruise and the muscles in his wrists nearly teared, his tissue just regenerated and he could feel the cuffs warping slightly.

I'm sure I could evade capture on my own but his plans would just keep going, wouldn't it be better to stay, wait for an opening and take him down? Foolish. If we all fail then the world will be unprepared. Besides, with the amount of trust he's been given, Arc will have a far better chance.

Just then, John felt the manacles loosen. He slipped them off and made a hasty but silent retreat down the tunnel. Those who could follow him would. The knife he left on the ground where he had been, since Arc might need it more.

There were weapons down below, and options.

Samuel sat up and scanned the laboratory to see if their was any way of escape, "So....this norse god, what kind of security does he have?"

"Well...", said Jason, with his eyes having been straight on John and his miraculous escape, "magic, for one. Powerful drugs that could knock over a dozen elephants, for another. He also has a secret tunnel, which links this building, Dino Connections, to a warehouse." Jason then suddenly whispered to Samuel, not changing his position or facial expression at all, "Go; slowly, and silently. Now!" Jason then continued on as if nothing was amiss, with the guard's still looking towards Arc and Rosanne. "Dino, or should I say, Odin, also practically owns the entire city; not exactly the best situation in which to fight a God, and yes, at the very least, he is certainly some all-powerful being..." And regardless of whether or not Samuel made his way into the tunnel's, Jason kept talking...

edited 31st Jan '12 6:49:20 PM by kkhohoho

Samuel couldn't just leave Jason there. He tried to get the knife to Jason without getting caught before heading towards the tunnels. It was an idiotic move, but it would have been wrong to do nothing.

Jason noticed Samuel's attempt to get the knife to him, as he was trying to slowly bend over to it; it was an utterly idiotic move, but what could he do? If he tried to tell Samuel so, he might alert attention to themselves. So, Jason came up with a plan. "I do feel tired, standing around for so long. I need to sit down..." And so, down Jason sat... right in-front of the knife. He then laid his right hand down on the knife, grabbed it, and then folded his arm's together, sliding the knife into his right sleeve as he did this. He hoped now that Samuel would go...

edited 31st Jan '12 7:50:21 PM by kkhohoho

Samuel nodded before leaving towards the tunnels. As Samuel was leaving he wondered what the man's name had been, but went on.

From how his head was bowed Arc could glance over at the others as they escaped without the woman noticing. He was relieved to see John and the other guy disappear down the manhole, but there were still five other people in danger, one of whom was unconscious.

If he could just distract the lady and the gunmen a little more... Ignoring his fear he crouched down a little more and mumbled incoherently, hoping to bait her closer.

"Hey, speak up! Can't hear a word you're say—" And at that moment, Rosanne realized that something was going on; he wasn't acting normal, and she knew she was up to something, but now, she had an idea as to what. She turned her head... and saw that two of the captives were missing.

"You!", she cried out towards the gunman, "Three of you, get your asses do—" But, she didn't complete her sentence. Because at that moment, a miraculous thing occurred; the lights in the laboratory went off. "What... the... hell?!"

As it turned out, what seemed like a dose of divine intervention was actually the work of Aurora Leblanc. The entire time, even though it seemed like she was working on the immortal-energy-transfer device, she wasn't. In fact, she was slowly working on a process that would turn out all the lights in the entire building, though it would only work for ten minutes before the power forcefully kicked back in. Still, that would hopefully be enough time to escape in the confusion.

"Come on!", yelled out Aurora, not just to Valerie, but also to the rest of the group; grabbing Valerie's hand, the both of them then ran off to the sewer's; Jack hastingly made his way as well, falling straight into the tunnel due to not being able to climb the ladder, thanks to his manacles. "I'm all right, ya' bloody sods!", he called out. However, before Arc could run off, he was grabbed by Jason. "Listen, Arc!", he said. "I don't have a lot of time, Rossane and the Gaurd's will do something any minute, but... you have to stay here. The rest of us need to regroup, but we need an inside agent, and Odin trust's you, and so will Gray and Ms.Revington. I can't force you, but you're our best shot! John knew this, that's why he left you behind. ...I'll stay as well, but the choice is up to you. But you need to make your decision now!"

Jason impatiently waited for a response...

edited 1st Feb '12 6:56:53 PM by kkhohoho

The thought of staying in a place he'd been trying to avoid for about a decade was not an appealing one to Arc. But, then again, there wasn't really much he could do outside. It had already been proven that his parents could find him if they wanted to, and if he could help others like him by staying here... "Fine." He was about to move off, then paused and turned towards the man's voice again. "There was an unconscious woman near the manhole, I'd appreciate it if you could check that she gets out okay."

It'd seem suspicious if it looked like he hadn't trying to escape, which was why he left the man and deliberately bumped into one of the gunmen. I got disorientated and ran into one of the guards. What a shame.