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Post by Nick Cross on Mar 17, 2019 12:40:04 GMT -4
Another day, another complete and utter waste of Nick’s existence. All he could really do was lie there on his cell bed and contemplate life, the universe and everything, but bashing his head against the wall until there was nothing left was also starting to feel extremely tempting.
His chest hurt. He could not stop thinking about Lady, which only made the pain worsen. Would she be alright? Would they have taken her back to Yuuei, and if so would Yuuei take kindly to her visiting him? Somehow he doubted it a hell of a lot.
Damn it, I have to get out of here. Moping around like a useless twat isn’t helping anyone, least of all myself!
He finally found it within himself to rise from his bed, only to immediately hesitate. They would likely have increased security around him after his little stunt leaping through the meeting room glass to kiss Lady, which was not exactly conductive to his escape. At all.
His cell had no windows, either, though he was not surprised by this since it would be easy for many a Quirker to break through such things. The only way in or out besides blasting through the walls or ceiling was the sole door on the opposite side of the cell from his bed. Which would be heavily guarded.
...Why does life hate me?
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Post by Bucket on Mar 17, 2019 22:47:38 GMT -4
Whenever someone somehow gets his ass arrested and, from what he heard, made his situation verifiably worse to make it even harder to get himself broken out, it seemed that this person was always connected to Thundershock -- including Thundershock himself, something he had learned shortly after breaking out of jail himself, because he had grown bored of how easy life and fights were inside those restrictive concrete walls.
There was a pattern there related to jails, wasn't there?
From his house in Musutafu, swinging all the way over to Tokyo took him about forty minutes at his highest speeds, not exactly taxing someone of his calliber that much, though he still chose to sit quietly on top of one of the various Tokyo skyscrapers, namely the one he found to be closest to the jail Nick Cross was being held in and not under 24/7 surveillance to take a simple rest, in an effort to guarantee that he'd be at 100% strength to go and do his work, since it was the first time in so damn long that his boss actually even spoke about something that he could get involved in.
"There is indeed a pattern and they've taken notice." The merc quietly spoke to himself while holding a pair of binoculars up to his eyes with only one hand that easily covered the entire thing, scouting out just the front of the facilities, noticing just how tighter security seemed to him. Compared to the disaster that had turned out to be the cell he himself was stuck in, it seemed that this particular side looked very much aware of the capabilities of the monsters it held inside, security tight enough even he wouldn't be able to break out of alone.
"It makes sense that Shocky would want more than one person on this mission.
..Though I have no idea why we are deploying so many for just this one teenager." The villain spoke to himself for a little while, sighing and choosing to instead sit down and take out some coffee beans, moving them around in his right hand before popping them into his black void of a jack'o'lantern-esque mouth, closing it again while chewing them, waiting for his boss' message.
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Post by Thunder Shock on Mar 23, 2019 21:07:26 GMT -4
The instant that news of Nick’s arrest had reached Thundershock’s ears, a rescue plan had immediately been put into place by the Lord of the underground. Like hell any son of his was going to be kept locked up, even if knowledge of his lineage was unknown to anyone but himself. Yes sure Nick was a hell of a whiny bitch and had a shit ton to learn before he could ever even be considered an heir to the Kobayashi clan, but that didn’t make him any less his son.
While thundershock wasn’t one to keep close relation to most of his children, those that mattered always found their way back into his life. The children he sired with Velocity all stayed with him in his mansion as they all showed promise from a young age, Mirai came back to him years after being left with her mother, having developed an amazingly powerful quirk. She had also been quick to want to learn his ways, and as such took the position of heir to his figurative throne. There were others of course, and each of those garnered his protection when they came back to him. Thunder just… wasn’t a man of great patience when it came to children. You either had a strong quirk, or you didn’t, and when Takeo first developed his quirk… while powerful it reminded him far too much or someone he had wanted to forget, and thus he left the child with his mother. From a distance, he always took care of those children, sent money to support them and often had agents assigned to each of them… but since he had so many, some sometimes slipped off the radar.
As was Nick’s case… and so when Thunder had been finally reunited with the boy he had felt the slightest sense of guilt. The slightest sense that he’d failed with this child and that it was something he needed to correct. He first tried to take Nick under his wing the moment he found out of their lineage, though time and time again Nick opposed him. Time and again the young man had pushed his own agenda before Thunders and such actions infuriated the older man to no end. Still, he believed that if the two worked together, they could achieve great things and push the Kobayashi clan into a new age.
That brought them to now. Nick had acted without Thunder when he attacked Tokyo 5, using only the bare minimum Thunder could offer… that led to the boy not only getting arrested, but losing an entire limb.
Thundershock drove his car around an old abandoned HighSchool in Sapporo, Japan, about 16hrs away from Tokyo. There were many faster modes of transport to the old location, but Thunder chose to take the longer route to avoid any form of detection. He parked the car in an old shed, stepping out and immediately taking out his cellphone, pressing a button that immediately sent out a mass text to all those he had added into his group. Goro; brother to Nick, Nari a close friend, Kyoko; Thunder’s eyes and ears, and Bucket; the moron.
He didn’t want to involve Bucket honestly, but the proclaimed moron had gone and involved himself with his little stunt with that U.A student. He’d nearly jeopardize their whole mission and to say the Kobayashi Lord was pissed off was a hell of an understatement. He would deal with Bucket severely once he knew Nick was safe and returned to him. For now, he had Bucket stationed nearby the police compound, keeping a quiet eye on the situation. Thunder had multiple officers there already paid off, and having Bucket there served as insurance that those cops would do as they said for fear of having the bucket headed hulk rain fury down on them.
Meanwhile, Kyoko was sitting in a white BMW 3 series on an adjacent street to the police station. With her quirk and hacking skills she was keeping her eyes and ears tapped into the security cameras, making sure that the police officers, as well as their infiltration unit were acting as they were supposed to.
Goro and Nari were the two who infiltrated the police ranks, proper badges, uniforms and protection on them at all times as they would prepare the van to transform Nick to the private airbase where he would be transported back to England. Or at least, that’s what the police officials expected to happen.
As for yours truly, Thundershock would remain in Sapporo for the duration of this mission. He was going to be the first to greet the team once the plane was detoured from it’s flight to England to this out of the way location. They would have to move fast even when they landed, because there was no way for Thunder to scramble Air Traffic Controls lock on the plane. It wouldn’t take them long to figure out the hijacking had happened and trace them here. This location was so out of the way however and had absolutely no links to Thundershock or the Kobayashi clan at all, so there was nothing here for them to find.
The text sent to this rescue team was simple. “Everyone is in place”, that simply meant that it was go time.
Within the walls of the prison, two guards walked up to the guard who had been watching Nick’s solitary confinement room.
“We’re here to prepare the prisoner for transport.”
The officer stated, dressed in full swat gear. He pulled up his badge, showing it both to the officer and the security camera before stepping up to the door and swiping it into the keypad. With a loud beep, the door slid open and the officer stepped inside, baton pulled in his right hand and ready to hit Nick over the head if the villain tried anything.
“Head against the back wall, now. We’re taking you for a little ride.”
The officer stated threateningly, glaring at Nick from behind his helmet. Little did he know that the partner with him had actually been swapped out for a member of the Rescue Team.
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Post by Goro Utari on Mar 25, 2019 20:23:36 GMT -4
Three months.
It had been three months since the hijacking of Tokyo5, and despite making a clean getaway, Goro hadn’t been able to spend a single moment enjoying the success. From the moment he’d touched down across the street from the tv station, and realized Nick was still inside, he’d been consumed by dread. Sometimes, it was so bad he could barely leave his hotel room out of fear, other times he was able to function almost normally but it was still buzzing, ever present in the back of his mind, that he’d failed.
After all, what had he been sent to Japan to do? Keep an eye on Nick. Keep him from making unnecessary trouble. He’d failed on both counts. He’d let his own stupid self-preservation win out over what Mother had expected of him. It seemed like only a matter of time until she decided Goro was too much of a liability to keep around, and came to clean up the mess.
Of course, that moment never came. Communication from the Gifted Underground became far terser than it had been prior, but Goro was never called for another meeting with Mother directly, never given much more in the way of orders besides breaking his brother out of jail. They’d given Goro until Nick was sent back to England to break him out, then they’d just handle it themselves.
Whatever Thunder’s relation to Nick really was, Goro silently thanked God for it. There was no way he’d have ever been able to pull off something like this alone, and he lacked the connections in Tokyo’s underground to call in the favours he’d need to get anyone else on board. But, with Thunder organizing the break, that problem was solved.
Goro's interaction with Thunder's men had been brief. He didn't have much to say to them, and they didn't want to give him any information about why Thunder was risking so much for Nick. They were giving him more sideways glances than he'd expected of a villain's henchmen, but he also got the impression it wasn't over his mutation. Something else about his appearance, perhaps?
The uniform he’d been provided was pulled tight over the rest of his body, thanks to his wings folded underneath. Thankfully, Thunder’s men had cut a hole through the backpack to give him some slack, but it wasn’t nearly enough for him to be comfortable. At the very least, the extra room did mean he could store his knife and wing armour away without risk of detection. He'd also just about fit something else in there, something Mother had all but told him to make for Nick after word of his injuries got around. Without his glasses underneath the uniform’s goggles, he couldn’t see 5 feet in front of him, and the dark material of the goggles didn’t help matters. He had to rely entirely on his echolocation.
The moment Goro heard Nick’s face, he flinched. Not enough that the other man would’ve noticed, but still enough to throw himself off. Three months away, and the moment he was in the same room as Nick again it was taking every ounce of self-restraint he had to not scream at him.
“Yes, head against the wall. Do not try anything.” He followed on from the other officer’s words. Would Nick recognize his voice immediately, despite the material muffling it? Would he understand what Goro’s presence meant?
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Post by Nari Shimizu on Mar 25, 2019 21:01:37 GMT -4
Had it really been that long since she last saw him? It seemed like ages ago she had managed to escape Tokyo5, not looking back to make sure the others were fine. Sure, she went along with Nick's plan but all in all she was in it for herself, no one else really mattered. Sure, she might have let Nick into her home as well as let him do...certain things with her, that didn't mean she owed him. If anything, it was the goody-two-shoes turned villain that owed him in return. She wasn't about to let him high tail it back to England before she would get what was hers. She never stayed on the villain chat much, too much nonsense and not a lot of talk, it was quite dull actually. Even watching paint dry had it's perks over this silly group chat she was placed in long ago.
Someway or another she was contacted by the head honcho himself, asking if she'd like to partake in a rescue mission for the foreign bad boy. It wasn't like she was doing much else besides some personal work and training. Perhaps she could show off the effectiveness of what these past three months had gifted her. Accepting the deal, she would await orders and patiently abide her time until the day would arrive. Until then, she would continue to train hard and get stronger than the last time she was caught up in a major fight.
Seemed like Thundershock wanted her on the inside, placing her in disguise as one of the people she dreaded the most, law enforcement. She should sink her teeth into his neck and rip out his carotid artery for placing her in such a place, the sooner she could get this scum off her body the better. What would her father think if he saw her like this. It was a bit bigger to the clothes she was used to wearing but she would have to make due for now, at least she could hide her signature knives underneath without easily getting noticed. She watched from behind the dark screen of the googles as a few officers led a disheveled looking Nick into the room, placing him against the wall until the next order was give. Right now, it was best to lay low and follow directions lest she get figured out too quickly. Wouldn't want to ruin things before they even started now.
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Post by Nick Cross on Mar 27, 2019 18:12:33 GMT -4
The ear-splitting creak of Nick’s cell door unlocking had him jolting to attention as though suddenly electrocuted. His eyes narrowed with every ounce of disdain he could muster as some guards entered, one of them making a pointless show of brandishing his baton which only succeeded in causing Nick to want to ram it up his arse.
Which he almost did, but a glance at the remains of his left arm was enough to remind him how foolish it would be for him to bite off more than he could chew by taking on the entire prison head on. Never one to be fully beaten, however, he instead loudly scoffed in an attempt to show these fools how little their existence mattered to him. “Ah, is this the room service I ordered? It’s about bloody time. You people will not be getting a good rating from me on Trip Helper, I’ll tell you that much right now.”
His snark felt more futile to him than satisfying, however. Gritting his teeth, he reluctantly obeyed the guard’s instructions. On the inside his heart hammered so hard it was a wonder it did not shatter his ribs. Sweat beads the size of marbles formed all over his skin. What the hell did he do? He was out of time. They were going to send him back to England where Mother would undoubtedly have men waiting to rip him apart for his failure, or even worse. And even if he did manage to escape in England it meant getting back to Lady would be so much more difficult. What could he possibly do?
Then the second guard spoke, and he had to hurriedly choke back an exclamation of pure shock. Goro? Fucking Goro? Naturally he had a hundred questions, most of them variants of ‘what in God’s name are you doing here’ and ‘how the bloody hell did you get here’, and it took an extraordinary amount of willpower to hold them all back.
Clearly, Mother must have sent him to get him out of there. Did that mean the other guards were people Mother had sent also? There was so much Nick wanted to say, but he forced himself to stay quiet. There was obviously some sort of plan in motion here. He had little options but to go along with it and pray with all his heart it would actually work.
Great, so I’m relying on Goro to get me out of this place. I might as well just shoot myself now and get it over with.
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Post by Goro Utari on Mar 27, 2019 21:30:01 GMT -4
Goro rolled his eyes at Nick’s attempts at sarcasm, mentally cursing his goggles for hiding it. It wasn’t the time nor the place for rising to his brother’s mockery, but it was hard to resist the urge.
At the very least, Nick seemed to get the message, as Goro heard him flinch in response to his voice. Whether he knew Thunder was the one who sent him to bail him out, or if he was assuming Mother was responsible, Goro didn’t know and didn’t care. As long as he kept playing along, everything would be fine.
For a moment, Goro reached for the handcuffs at his waist, before he remembered Nick’s current situation and smirked. Grabbing Nick’s single arm, he pulled it behind him, and held it in place before motioning for him to step away from the wall and toward the outside of the cell.
Obviously, Goro was well aware his grip wouldn’t be nearly enough to keep Nick’s quirk at bay, but he was restrained by something far more binding than anything physical; the need to keep to an as-of-yet-unspoken plan. If the other guard had any better ideas on how to restrain him, Goro would follow along, but he hoped he wouldn’t.
“If you even try to run, I’ll break your arm in two. Then you’ll have lost both of them. Must suck, being you.” He said, almost whispering the last part so that only Nick would hear.
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Post by kyoko hiromasa on Mar 28, 2019 17:28:19 GMT -4
Kyoko had been sitting in the car waiting for the text from thunder, she wanted to get out of the car so fucking bad. She had spent an all nigher in the car hacking into only a few cameras that she could see from the car but to be honest she wouldnt be able to do much with those... Thunder had then sent that text, everyone is in place. "Good" she replied, to the text and deciding to move on her own. She had managed to get blueprints of the prison nick was being held in so she knew exactly where she had to go for the control room. She stepped out of the car, her fake police uniform holding up pretty well. She had her villain costume underneath and a bag with her just in case she had to put on her helmet to cover her face and her weapons sheathed under her tower as it was in it's sleep state. It was go time. Kyoko had begun to stealth her way into the prison, she noticed the guards had been walking on a set path and used that to her advantage. Her breathing had slowed down and her steps became more silent as she walked through the prison casually to not alert anyone. she managed to avoid the cameras and guards long enough that she found the door to the control room, she opened the door and walked in casually. She closed it behind her and locked it, the guards had noticed her and began to question her. "What are you doing here?" they began to ask her, she immediately came up with a lie to buy some time as she activated her weapon. "Oh im the new IT person here to help with the control room. I heard you guys were having a problem." she said with a smile on her face, the man had turned around to use the walkie talkies to ask the person about it but before he could, even press the button Kyoko's weapon moved rather quickly through the man's neck and smashing the walkies. The other guard in the room immediately noticed and began to draw his weapon but kyoko was a tiny bit faster than him, she sliced his hand with the other available whip. Her hand had some blood on it while she lifted her finger as if hushing the man right before she sliced his throat as well. Quick and efficiently, both their lifeless bodies hit the floor with a thud and she was alone in the room now. She moved one of the chairs in the room to block the door and one of the desks to reinforce it. She looked around and saw a large vent on the side wall to the right of the room. She used the pointed ends of her whips to unscrew the vent and slide it to the side in case she had to make a quick get away. Welp now that everything else was out of the way, Kyoko cracked her fingers and immediately started getting to work. She began to activate her quirk and got to work taking over the control room. Kyoko then sent a text to thunder while she was working, "The Oracle's in her temple. Working on the cameras." she said hitting the send button.  |
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Post by Nari Shimizu on Mar 31, 2019 1:32:31 GMT -4
Nick really looked....a wreck since Tokyo 5, hell, he was even missing an arm for pete's sake! Did his fight really go that badly? Was he not able to defend for himself that he got himself caught. Nari mentally scoffed, her, helping suck a weak person like Nick? It was quite pathetic actually. She wasn't some goody-two-shoes who was willing to help other villains...yet here she was, in disguise, trying to help some weak villain who she took in after seeing him in such a weakened state.
It seemed like Goro was the one to take control, his small comment perhaps giving Nick a bit of suspicion as to why he was here, yet she didn't revel herself just yet, she just had to fit in and follow orders. The winged villain whom she cooperated with held Nick's arm behind his back, seeing as he was missing his other and couldn't do much with a stump. One guard came into the room and approached the disguised Nari, telling her that the preparations for the van were finished and it was time to escort the prisoner, Nick, out and to that transport. Nari nodded and walked around to face Nick, taking the baton from her hip and pointing it at Nick, almost touching his chest. She paused for a moment before speaking in a low voice, "Time to go. Any funny business and I will not hesitate to knock you out myself, let you rot in this prison a few more days." Nari pulled the baton back to her hip and began making her way out of the cell to follow two of the other covered officers, leading Nick out to the van where he would be taken to the plane that he would board to be sent home to England...or so that was how it was 'supposed' to go. |
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Post by Nick Cross on Mar 31, 2019 17:55:29 GMT -4
The vicious cavalcade of humiliation that was Nick’s life was certainly showing no signs of letting up any time ever. Being saved by Goro of all people was more disgraceful to him than being dropped naked in front of a crowd of millions. He truly had fallen so very far and he hated it, hated it, hated it.
He had not forgotten how it was Goro’s fault he had ended up in this dire hellhole, either. If his idiot brother had not made him remove his mask – if he had not listened – then Hachi would never have recognised him and singled him out. He would still have his freedom and two functioning arms.
His remaining hand tightened into a fist at these memories. How oh so very much he wanted to wrap it around Goro’s neck, especially when Goro grabbed his arm and held it behind his back. As if that would stop him. He grit his teeth and let out an audible growl as Goro could not resist being Goro and adding a snide remark about his situation. The growth on his back twitched and its black fluid began to leak out...
...only to recede before it was even noticeable. He glanced at the stump that used to be his left arm. Lashing out would only lead him to even more grievous harm, as much as he wanted to. He had to wait until they were in a more secure location – then Goro would get what was coming to him. And then some.
His thoughts of vengeance were abruptly interrupted as the female guard walked around in front of him. His eyes went wide. Nari was there too? He had never thought she cared about him that much outside of being her boy toy, which had suited him just fine for a while since he got as much out of it as her, but Lady’s face flashed through his mind for just a moment and he suddenly did not know what to say.
So, he said nothing for the time being and allowed them to escort him to the vehicle that was supposed to take him away. Boy did he have a lot of questions for them once they were finally out of the prison’s sight.
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Post by Goro Utari on Apr 4, 2019 12:50:35 GMT -4
Goro nodded to Serpentine as she entered the cell, also in disguise, before turning to escort Nick out of his cell. He was so sorely tempted to wrench Nick’s remaining arm back, just to get some kind of limited catharsis from his pain, but too much “unnecessary” cruelty would probably blow his cover. Or, at least, provoke Nick into doing so himself.
He wondered what Nick was thinking, at the moment. Obviously, judging by his expression, it certainly wasn’t gratitude toward his brother for deigning to rescue him after his horrific failure. At least, however angry he was, he was fucking keeping it in for the time being.
Another thing Goro was thankful for was that Serpentine was keeping it in her pants. He’d never gotten a straight answer as to her relationship to Nick, and considering what he’d heard from Rowan before, he wasn’t sure it’d be anything approaching proper commitment, but there had to be some reason for why she was risking her own ass for him.
Every step he took toward the truck was slow and careful, just keeping pace with the other guards so as to not appear too hesitant or too eager. It was a little difficult, considering he had to push Nick ahead of him at all times, but they managed to make it to the truck without any real incident.
The moment he could reach it, Goro threw open the door at the back of the truck, and pushed Nick in before slamming it as fast as he could. He paused to wipe his gloved hand on his leg before turning to follow the actual guards, and Serpentine, in.
God, why couldn’t the transfer have been done at night? At least it wasn’t so bright inside the van, and the goggles helped somewhat, but even so he still almost fell asleep the moment his ass hit the seat. He hadn’t been told to drive, and thank God for that, but he was still probably expected to keep an eye on the ‘prisoner’, and napping for the whole trip was thus a poor idea.
The ride to the airport was a slog, every couple minutes felt like a fucking eternity as he struggled to keep his eyes open. The never-ending pressure on his back only served to make it all the more excruciating; he couldn’t relax his wings for even a second or he’d blow the whole operation.
Every half hour or so, he’d feign looking over at Nick, to make sure he wasn’t trying anything, but obviously it was all a show for those they were fooling. He could hear more than enough of the prisoner side to know exactly what was happening in there.
Due in part to his tired mind, it took until they’d almost arrived for a worry to pop into Goro’s head. What would the security checks for the guards be like? Would they notice what he’d stashed in his bag? Should he have stuck lead in there, to block out attempts to X-ray it? Why had none of this occurred to him until that very moment? Was he that stupid?
The truck was coming to a stop, and Goro waited for Serpentine to leave before following.
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Post by Thunder Shock on Apr 6, 2019 22:51:47 GMT -4
It seemed the transfer from the prison to the truck went without a hitch. Kyoko had managed to sneak inside and monitor the situation there, while Bucket monitored the situation outside, ensuring he was enough of a threat for those Guards paid off during this rescue.
As the team, with nick, approached the truck, two more guards were there to greet them. They roughly loaded Nick into the back of the van, then ushered Goro, Nari as well as a third guard inside. There was then the driver, and a 5th guard riding shotgun. Within the van was another security camera that fed back to the monitors that Kyoko had chosen to keep an eye on. She could see everything while they stayed inside that truck.
The whole way, as Goro was trying not to fall asleep, the guard not a part of their rescue mission kept his eyes trained on Nick the entire time. There was no hatred in smugness in his look, in fact if they could see past the tint of his goggled they would find nothing but curiosity. No words escaped any of them however, making this the longest hour ride to the airport any of them had probably been on.
Once that hour was up and the team arrived to the airport, the rest of the transfer happened quickly and effortlessly. With the security footage of the truck showing that nothing suspicious had happened during transport, there was nothing to alert any new guards to any suspicious activity. Only one of the guards accompanied Goro and Nari to the plane, but were once more met by a new team. This time, there were 3 new guards that joined them, but these three didn't seem as calm as the one who had accompanied them from the prison.
"Why did I have to get stuck transferring this piece of shit overseas... They should lift the death penalties for fucks like this."
One of the guards grumbled in irritation as he approached the team and Nick. He eyed the guards carefully and with extreme scrutiny before scoffing in Nick's direction and heading back to the plane, his hand trembling as it seemed he was holding back the urge to sock the prisoner in the face.
The rest of the transfer went by without much of a fuss. Everyone boarded the plane, and Nick was shackled to a single seat at the back. Both legs tied in with chains, the seatbelt holding his torso firmly in place, and finally his only hand handcuffed to a metal bar on the wall.
"Hope you're comfortable, it's a long trip to England."
One of the guards said in a more casual than menacing tone. He took off his helmet and set it aside, revealing his short, spikey military style hair and dark eyes. He looked like a cop, that was for sure, but pretty fresh as he looked pretty young. He sat down on one of the more comfortable seats, hand resting on the pistol strapped to his thigh out of reflex.
"You guys should chill too. He isn't going anywhere."
He said with a bit of a shrug as he made himself comfortable.
The flight would take about 11hrs to reach England, meaning they would need to make a stop around 8 hours in to refuel. The rescue team would be ordered to wait at least 7 hours before springing into action and taking over the plane, this way the plane would have crossed Japan's borders and make it that much harder to track where it was nick had escaped too.
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Post by Nari Shimizu on Apr 8, 2019 21:01:36 GMT -4
Seems like her comment made the defenseless pup shut up, although she wouldn't have minded beating some sense into the noirette. Nari, as well as Goro and the other guards in the room, soon led Nick outside, stuffing him into the back of the van while her and Goro hopped in as well to keep an eye on him. It didn't help the back of the van was stuffy plus the heavy layers of armor and police garb on their bodies, she could practically be drowning in a pool of her own seat. Nari kept her eyes on Nick from behind the darkened view of the goggles she was given, coming up with things Nick could do as payback for rescuing his ass from prison. Nari's gaze turned over to Goro for a few moments, seeing his head bob back and forth a bit as if he was trying to keep himself awake. How precious, although not the right time to be dozing off. Nari prodded him with her baton, refraining from whacking him over the head with it, although what a sight that would be, before speaking up once more, "It's best you keep your eyes trained on the convict instead of dozing off there, wouldn't want to report you to the higher ups for slacking off on the job," the brunette smirked from behind her bask, knowing she probably pissed the bat boy off.
With what seemed like forever, they finally made it to their destination, Nari hopping out of the van first before Goro followed with Nick, keeping him restrained until they boarded the plane. It seemed they were jumping from group to group, this time a bunch of new faces joining them instead of the guards from the van ride. The team entered the plan, Nari's eyes watching as one of the new guards shackled Nick to a seat in the back before turning and watching another cop remove his helmet. Not that bad looking...for a goody two shoes cop. Nari looked around, seeing the other cops getting comfortable. It definitely would be a long ride, although she couldn't get too comfortable just yet. "I'm excusing myself to the lavatory," Nari spoke briefly before standing up and heading to the closest bathroom on the plane, not too far from where they had shackled Nick to a vacant seat. She was close enough that she could hear faint conversation happening from outside if they chose to speak with one another or let some juicy gossip slip out. Nari locked herself in the bathroom, making sure to check if there was any hidden cameras or microphones in the tiny restroom. Wasn't it illegal to even have a recording deice in a plane's lavatory? Once she found the coast was clear, Nari removed her helmet, goggles, and mask, letting out a sigh of relief as she could breathe fresher air than that when she was fully covered. Nari looked at herself in the mirror, using some spare tissue to wipe any sweat from her face. Boy had she seen better days. |
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Post by Nick Cross on Apr 11, 2019 5:13:35 GMT -4
Nick’s heart was beating harder than a champion heavyweight’s punchbag. Why the hell was it taking these idiots so long to do something? Were they going to wait until he was back in England or what, and then what would the point be?
Maybe Goro didn’t even come along to save me. Maybe he’s just here to watch Mother tear my head off.
That did not make an awful lot of sense, though, since Goro’s head would naturally be the next to go. So what in God’s name was going on...
Nick was so concerned with his own thoughts he did not even hear the one guard who insulted him. He kept eerily silent all the way onto the plane. Even when shackled to a seat he said nothing, despite the number of snarky remarks he could have made about such a situation, and boy were there a number.
Instead he dipped his head and closed his eyes, though he did not fall asleep. That was highly unlikely to happen any time soon.
Do these idiots even have a plan? What if they don’t?
His fingers dug into the sides of his seat.
Typical fucking Goro, thinks he can do everything when he can’t do anything!
The irony of this thought was, of course, lost on Nick.
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Post by kyoko hiromasa on Apr 17, 2019 14:54:19 GMT -4
Kyoko easily cracked the computer wide open and like a box full of treasure she had full control of the facility now that she was hooked up to the main control system. She then made sure that everything went off without a hitch in terms of technology for her allies, if you could call them that, that is. Once she saw that they managed to get away she began to snoop around the computer for a few moments and took whatever she felt was interesting as a copy and unplugged herself from the computer. she managed to find blueprints of the prison's ventilation system as well and took a copy for herself to guide herself through her escape. She crawled through the vent she opened up previously and fit right in as she began to sneak her way back out. the fans in the vents were no problem too, just hamming them with her whips as she crawled through to make sure they didn't get caught on her person. She managed to find an opening for her to climb out of and quickly made her escape, moving the cameras by using her quirk away from where she was and running back to the car.
As soon as she entered the car it would drive off and Kyoko would successfully get away. She sat in the back seat and sighed heavily as the car was being drove by a servant of thunder. "Im out" is all she'd send to thunder "And I got some goodies" on top of that message to let him know she was successful.
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