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city_limits_npc (city_limits_npc) wrote in city_limits,
@ 2009-06-19 23:35:00

Final Confrontation Between Factions
"Halt."

As Victoria's familiar identity came into view, her fellow Inquisitor stopped short of telling the woman to approach no further. The nod of head she gave inferred it was time for Victoria to take over the watch shift.

"Right," came the corresponding reply. The guard's weapon lowered as they turned in readiness to retire for the rest of the evening. The need for passwords became obsolete when your own team leader's spouse showed up.

And fortunate, indeed, that she was not required to speak...

Gesturing over those who were hidden in the nearby shadows, the Victoria whose surname remained 'Foxworth' made sure to hurry several of the fugitives through the door. So long as they kept up the element of surprise, it was a good sign that they might just make it to what had to be destroyed.

Contact with the vampiress had been made shortly before Sonya's death. There had been consternation, of course; some of them had seen, even known of, Victoria's human and ruthless Inquisitor counterpart's face. But this Victoria always did have a weakness for helping out her own kind. Once the facts of the matter had been revealed, she cautiously agreed to act as their personal Trojan horse. She still had costumes from her time of owning Fang Noir. In the early evening's gloom, one of her catsuits held at least a similarity to the leather armour of her mortal self's attire.

But it would only be a matter of time before the English-accented version of Victoria showed up and their ruse was discovered... Ushering the last of the fugitives through the door, or up to the windows, the vampiress only hoped they evaded detection for long enough to make this a success.

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vicky_foxworth
2009-06-20 12:13 pm UTC (link)

Elsewhere in the building, Victoria, the Inquisitor, was showing concern over a laid out diagram of the building. Various points had tiny lights showing, each one indicating an active patrol, but one of the entrances was blank, indicating that one shift had ended and not been replaced. A turn of events which could have a mundane explanation, but gave her alert attitude cause to worry.

"I'm going to check the North fire escape," she declared to Hayden, checking her weapon as a matter of course. "I'd say it's probably nothing, but since that incident, the other day..."

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hayden_maragos
2009-06-20 12:28 pm UTC (link)

Hayden looked up from his work. At present, he was finalizing the contents of the signal that would be sent. It was simple: a set of coordinates that matched their home world, a numerical code recognized as the squad leader's signature, and another set that meant he needed heavy heavy back-up. If the signal made it home, the Inquisitors who read it there would see the coordinates from which it came and be able to follow them.

He handed the series of numbers to Inquisitor Lee, who was on the assembly team for the device. "Here."

He looked at his wife, then down at the diagram. He frowned and looked around them for the person who ought to have been on watch at that entrance. "Yes, that's a good idea." He wanted to tell her to be careful, but left it out because Victoria needed no reminder. Instead, he nodded, grateful that she'd noticed the glitch.

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rhiannon_lee
2009-06-20 12:38 pm UTC (link)

Paying more attention to the contraption than the communication between the others, Rhiannon distractedly took the piece of paper. Her fingers turned a dial, similar to what could be found on a safe. After each number, she tapped a button to insert a break. This system fed coordinates into the machine, which hummed with the electricity that powered it from a nearby generator.

"Sir," she interrupted, "Is this mark a dash?" She looked up to confirm his answer. At that point, she also caught sight of Inquisitor Reilly and quickly pulled her eyes back to task. Ever since the revelation that he felt himself responsible for her place on the team, and the subsequent news about Kathleen Guevara, they hadn't spoken much. Rhiannon tapped in the last bit of his identification code and turned to deciphering the rest of the message.

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first_born_son
2009-06-20 02:01 pm UTC (link)

For his part, Connor had been quiet all night. This entire mission had turned into a disaster, and the security breach was the final straw. The only salve was the fact that the beacon's construction was completed, and once the coordinates had been keyed in, reinforcements from back home would arrive, and the real purge would begin. They would take this world and correct everything that was wrong with it, remake it in their image.

When Victoria announced that she was going to check on the guard at the fire escape, he looked at the timepiece on his wrist, the slightest hint of something tickling the back of his neck. Old instincts, probably, the way he used to be before the Inquisition corrected his way of thinking. He was jumping at shadows, certainly. And yet...

He opened his mouth to speak, but catching Inquisitor Lee's brief look scattered his thoughts again. He had yet to attempt an apology for his foolish mouth earlier, and he pushed restless fingers through his hair before smoothing it back into place. There was no time to be distracted now, not when they were so close to a decisive victory. Not even to say he was sorry.

"When the signal is received, how long will it take for back-up to arrive?"

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hayden_maragos
2009-06-20 03:39 pm UTC (link)

Hayden shook his head. He folded his arms and watched the dark-haired Inquisitor translate his message into numerical code. "I suppose that depends on what they consider reinforcements," he said. Guessing at the leadership's interpretation of his message, and corresponding reaction, was difficult. He had refrained from putting too many details in the message because a longer code increased the chances that it wouldn't make it in its entirety, or that an error could be included.

"They could send a second squad in thirty, forty-five minutes, but a full regiment and the equipment to begin purging could take hours." He scratched his jaw and looked up at the windows. One of them had no glass in it because of the shooting with the fugitive Sonya Ramius. He cast a look in the direction Victoria had gone in and then back to the equipment.

Inquisitor Lee was nearly finished with the code. Afterwards, it would be matter of pushing several levers and waiting.

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