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Re: Highrise Showdown
« Reply #30 on: January 04, 2016, 04:48:37 pm »
Tinder watches all this happen, backing up a couple steps as Fox explodes the bottle. As they are offered drinks she just shakes her head a bit, knowing that it's best for her to stay away from alcohol at the moment, needing to have a clear head in case something happens. She stands in the back of their group and takes a second to chill the air a bit, being fairly nervous about the situation they are in and not wanting to over heat right now. She watches all of them from the background, thinking out a plan of action in case this all goes wrong fast. Plotting the fastest way out of here, and then plotting the safest way out of here and then weighing the pros and cons of each.

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Re: Highrise Showdown
« Reply #31 on: January 07, 2016, 10:49:05 pm »
Broadshield continues to stare at the Directors throughout the confrontation between Foxtrot and the Directors. As soon as all is quiet, he starts talking. "You are correct when you say that we have a lot to discuss Yankee, if it were up to me, we would be having this talk in a Saddle Arabian jail, with you all behind bars. Besides, there is more than enough evidence to prove that you are all guilty. You said we wanted to talk? Let's talk then. Maybe you can tell us why? Why go through the trouble of messing with them psychologically and training them. Wouldn't it just be easier to hire mercenaries to do your dirty work, and hire them under a different instead of using your own agents that could be tracked back to you." He says

((Sorry for crappy post, didn't have much time))
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Re: Highrise Showdown
« Reply #32 on: January 10, 2016, 09:33:26 pm »
A splash of scotch touches Yankee’s lips as he takes a sip from his glass, a small smile appearing on his smile when he hears Monochrome ask for a drink. “That’s the spirit. Bravo, pass the stallion a glass.” The pegasus reaches over, the steel coloring in his eyes matching the glisten of his arrows as they lightly shine under his wings. Picking up a bottle of bourbon and a small glass, he fills it halfway and tosses a couple of ice cubes in there as well. Placing the bottle back on the table he leans back and returns to his own beverage, leaving the glass to sit there. A moment later the glass glows green and levitates over to the Equinox guard, courtesy of Yankee’s magic. "On the house. Now let's see... hiring mercenaries? We actually did once; I'm sure you all met him a short time ago. If we had sent one our agents, none of you would be here speaking with us. The 26 is much more than your average sell-swords; they get hired to kill or capture someone who owes a debt or retrieve a small parcel. We lead armies, overthrow entire regimes; the Initiative was a way to improve survivability in the field, and it has. This isn't a hasty decision that was made on a whim." The Director takes another sip of his beverage, twirling on his chair to face the large wall sized windows lining opposite of the group. “Foxtrot is a prime example of this; reconditioning a consciousness from trauma, we even brought back his magical ability. How many years has it been Fox, 2 or 3 that you haven't had it?"

"Why the war then?" Foxtrot asks. "A civil conflict just to enhance the training? Isn't that a bit overkill!?"


"The country was falling apart, with or without our involvement it would have the same fate." Yankee answers as he looks over his shoulder. "We controlled the collateral damage it had on the nation. Leaning forward, his eyes narrow as a grin trickles over his face. "Irony though, the one thing to end the conflict was something we lost control of, Agent 04. Your little stunt in Calais drove everyone to peace. Tell me, you think Samiel will stop going after you when this is done?"

"There's one way to find out." Foxtrot replies, taking a step forward. "Like I said before, you're all under arrest."

Yankee gets up and stretches, "I'm sorry you feel that way Fox. Of course you know that we can't make that happen. What's unfortunate is that you're all outnumbered." His right hoof rests on the hilt of his sword as his hind hooves begin to glow.
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Re: Highrise Showdown
« Reply #33 on: January 13, 2016, 11:09:30 pm »
Broadshield watches as the drink is handed over to Monochrome 'Please be sober, please be sober, please be sober.' he thinks to himself. His attention turns back to the conversation between Yankee and Foxtrot. "Equestrian Forces were already trying to maintain the situation, there wasn't much need for any foreign intervention Yankee." he says, taking a short pause before continuing. "This may not be a hasty decision, but it was a pretty dumb one, what you've done goes against all laws and ethics. I hope  you've enjoyed your freedom you 5, because you're not walking away from this unscathed." he says. He then notices Yankee's hooves glowing. Knowing exactly what he was doing, he got into a defensive position. "If you use your magic in here Yankee, you'll bring this entire building down." thats when everything clicked into place. "That's why there wasn't anypony in the building. You played all of us for fools. Its a trap!" he says. At that moment, the Equinox guards dashed to guard their commander, swords drawn, preparing for an imminent fight.

((I would assume that reaction posts would be needed, the 26 would then start the fight, then combat begins. When the SEALs will post I don't know.))
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« Reply #34 on: January 18, 2016, 02:12:13 pm »
Tinder gasps as she hears Broad say that it's a trap, she hadn't been paying all that much attention to what was happening so it's a surprise to her. A second later some hastily made ice daggers start forming around her, their blades pointed towards Yankee and the others. The blades are far from the perfect ones she had made in the elevator, these are just simple weapons, but they'll do the trick for the job at hand.

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Re: Highrise Showdown
« Reply #35 on: January 18, 2016, 05:59:36 pm »
Still cloaked, Morgan opened the back of the carrier. Two ropes dropped down onto the roof as the four dropped down. Morgan and Connor made their way to the edge and connected their repelling gear to the side before nodded while Walter and Lauren began to make their way down using the stairwell.

Morgan and Connor waited a moment before beginning to move to the side. They began to repel aiming right for the window.
Thump. Thump. Thump. Crash!

Morgan and Connor rolled through the broken window.
"Everypony down on the floor! Equestrian military officials!" Connor barked as he cocked his repeater once aiming directly at Yankee. Morgan scanned the room as well and found tinder but her pointer was on Broadshield and Fox.

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Re: Highrise Showdown
« Reply #36 on: January 18, 2016, 06:00:50 pm »
The wall bursted open as well as Walter and Lauren jumped through immediately and took up a position.

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« Reply #37 on: January 19, 2016, 09:10:48 pm »
Glass litters the polished marble floor as the air of tension grips the room; everyone inside tense, all except one. Yankee’s drink levitates up to his lips, the unicorn taking a sip as he eyes the repeater carried by the unexpected militants. The other Directors stand off their seats, each of their weapons drawn and aimed at their nearest target. “Interesting…” Yankee says with some intrigue, “A repeater rifle? I’ve only seen one in my life; and I know the only ones who use these…” His eyes look dead center to Walter, a rather amused look on his face. “Sea, Air and Land. Who knew the myth was actually real?” The unicorn’s enjoyment of the subject actually drawing a small chuckle from him.

“Yankee!” Bravo shouts as he peeks over his shoulder, his bow and arrow aimed towards the orange unicorn and her glacial magic. “What the hell are you talking about? Do you mean these guys are legit!?” His wings slowly tilt, preparing to vault himself to the right location. ‘I swear this guy is crazy. Still, we did have a fallback plan, just ran into some snags.’

Now renewed with excitement, Yankee begins to tame his laughter, “Quite so, Bravo. I see it, so I believe it. I just… Hey Juliet, what was that joke you made a while back about these guys?” As if the new assailants weren’t there, he lifts up another bottle and refills his drink by hoof. “What was it? Something about them and a donkey.”

Eyes matching the hue of the few lime slices on the table stay on Lauren, the pony’s brightly colored coat making for an easy mark. “Now may not be the time Yankee.” Juliet’s wings slightly ruffle, the glisten of metal shining among the feathers. She stay nears her mate, his silver coat making him easy to keep track of as well. The serrated steel on his talons arch out and puncture the stone beneath them as he points his body at Connor, wings tucked in to make himself a smaller target.

“Damn it unicorn!” Zulu bellows, his crimson eyes matching his vision. His warhammer is clenched within his fists, nearly tapping the ceiling ahead. The Minotaur directs his growing anger at the pegasus and earth pony, their similar armor easy to point out among those around him. “Are we just going to stand here and gab, or are we getting out of here!?”

“Alright, alright!” Yankee shouts, gulping down his drink in one shot. The unicorn slams the glass down onto the table; a bright light fills the room as a loud pop resonates in everyone’s ears. As the light subsides, only Foxtrot, Yankee, and Walter remain. The forest green unicorn stands on the opposite side of the table; Walter’s rifle aimed at a magically relocated Foxtrot. “I swear, some can’t enjoy a good conversation. You two though, I have some questions for you. “Honestly Fox, you even got the SEALs involved too? Holy crap, I know you’re pissed, but I wasn’t expecting that much.” Yankee says as he pulls his longsword up onto the large table, the steel brushing away some stained reports. His amber eyes look over to Walter, “Seriously, how’d he get you on his side?”

The three groups teleport throughout the many floors of the building, each finding their surroundings completely altered. The Directors emerge into their new environment with their marked targets, readying their weapons to strike.

Several levels below the skyscraper, the chilled air is met with the incandescent lighting to reveal a large storage area. A maze of boxes and crates filled with a wide variety of items from household items to imported weapons break the large room apart. A loud pop is heard before the stomp of Zulu’s hooves; the Minotaur looking around for the two Equinox guards. A flash of light emerges a short distance away from him, marking off the location of his enemy. His smile couldn’t be any wider as he marches forward, carrying his hammer with some excitement. “Come on Sasha, let’s go hunting.”

Towards the 40th floor of the building, rows upon rows of books and scrolls rest silently in the complex’s vast archive. The ceiling height itself rises to two stories, utilizing rows of ceiling fans equipped with large lights to illuminate the texts, tables, and chairs strewn about in a disorganized manner. Bravo lands his hooves onto the ceramic tiling, first looking up at the lights above. Spreading his wings, he takes off and aims his first arrow; flying up to the end of each row, he fires the projectile across the room. The lights are shattered to pieces, instantly casting a third of the archive in shadow. On the far end of the chamber, Tinder emerges in a flash of light, landing on a table half covered in literature. Her posture and position doesn’t change; a  second later Morgan appears facing her, the barrel of the rifle mere inches away from Tinder’s nose as the unicorn’s ice daggers point dangerously close to several parts of her body.

In the 86th floor of the structure, the typical office scene is present; rows upon rows of tables lined up and equipped with typewriters, stacks of paper, and smaller supplies. Wall high windows evenly illuminate the room, providing perfect sunlight to the various ficuses dotting the halls. Larger ceiling fans provide a light breeze throughout, an immersive addition to the view of the Manehattan skyline outside. A loud pop goes off as Juliet and Romeo teleport into the spacious office; they find themselves on opposite sides of the room, a planned strategy now unfolding. The two griffons turn around and drive their talons against the window behind them, shattering the glass and letting in a furious high altitude wind. Pencils and rulers fling off onto the ground as papers near the windows fly up into the air, the deafening whistling and howling of the gale adding the to the chaos. In the center of the office, Lauren and Connor appear facing each other, the directors placed directly in their line of sight. Romeo tucks his body in and moves to a steady low crawl, blending into the light grey marble tiling of the floor. Juliet on the other hand pulls back her wings, revealing several columns of straight edge throwing knives; each tip colored red with an unknown powder. She takes aim and lines up her shot, right into Connor’s back.
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Re: Highrise Showdown
« Reply #38 on: January 19, 2016, 09:14:12 pm »
Foxtrot’s spine tingles as he finds everyone gone except Yankee, himself, and an unknown stallion pointing some kind of weapon he’s never seen before right in his face. The unicorn’s hooves glow as he turns to the Director, his questions and surprised demeanor only made him more concerned on who these new arrivals are. “He’s not on my side Yankee, and I’m assuming he’s not with you…” He raises his front left hoof to Walter and his right to his former employer, each glowing with magic and humming with energy. Fox’s eyes switch between the two in case either makes a move, “What the hell are you guys doing here!?”
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« Reply #39 on: January 24, 2016, 08:15:00 pm »
Walter's repeater was still drawn as he looked at both carefully. "I'm not here to discuss anything, other than that you hand these 'yourself and these directors over to our custody. Speaking of which where is the rest of my damn team."

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« Reply #40 on: January 24, 2016, 10:09:35 pm »
Foxtrot clenches his jaw as his eyebrows furrow, this newcomer making demands of the two spurring the unicorn's hoof to glow even brighter. Before he can get a word in, Yankee answers Walter's question. "They've been redirected along with my and Foxtrot's associates. What they do is their own business; you should be more worried abut your own current position. Two on one is quite a di-"
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« Reply #41 on: January 25, 2016, 10:38:19 pm »
"Up yours Yankee I never said I was helping you!" Foxtrot cuts in, his hooves glowing even brighter as he turns to Walter. "And up yours too! Equestrian military you said? I have authorization from the crown you a$$!" As Foxtrot continued to shout. Yankee's own hooves glow as he places them under the table. Without warning his longsword levitates off the table with his magic as the unicorn flips the one ton table up with his front hooves. As soon as the table's surface faces Foxtrot and Walter, it flies towards them both at alarming speeds, the only thing behind them are the windows. Fox immediately turns his focus to the marble furniture and blasts the end of it with his magic. This makes things worse as it begins to spin like a stone coin, sending papers and bottles hurtling all over the room. "Damn!" The agent yells as he dives away to the left, keeping his one hoof pointed at Yankee and firing a few shots before rolling behind a small desk.
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« Reply #42 on: January 28, 2016, 08:05:05 pm »
"We don't always take orders from the princesses." Walter dove out of the way and found his own cover behind a medium sized desks. He fired two shots at Yankee didsregarding Fox for now. "Hey I need some help on the top floor. Bring in the emergency support!" Walt called out over the sound of chaos.

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« Reply #43 on: January 30, 2016, 09:30:58 pm »
Yankee's sword falls into his right hoof as he rolls back, dodging the magical blasts and the rounds speeding in his direction. His horn begins to glow along with his equipped hoof; the blade emitting a green hue as he pulls back for a strike. However, the unicorn disappears with a pop and a flash of light. Foxtrot gets up, noticing the Director has vanished causes him great concern. Stepping out into the room, he looks over his shoulder just to find Walter still behind the desk. A sudden pop in front of him draws his attention forward just in time to see Yankee swing his sword down onto him; stepping back, the tip of the sword slices into Foxtrot's front right leg. The agent lets out a grunt of pain as he brings his machete up to parry another strike. His left forehoof glows with magic as he throws a cross to Yankees jaw, only to miss when he teleports out of sight. With another flash of light the green unicorn appears behind his opponent, hind leg co'cked back to deliver a powerful kick right into the agent. Foxtrot flies forward for just a few inches before disappearing himself. The unicorn pops up flying right behind Walter, crashing right into him as his weapon skids along the floor. "I'm disappointed in you Fox." Yankee calls out as a thin aura of magic coats his entire being with a protective energy. "You have no idea of the gift you've been given. No matter, it looks like I'll be the only one around to utilize it to the fullest extent."
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« Reply #44 on: February 06, 2016, 12:43:02 pm »
Foxtrot shoves himself off of Walter and looks up over the desk. Aiming his hoof he fires several blasts of magic in his direction. With each shot Yankee teleports away, appearing closer and closer to the two. Within a matter of feet the Director raises his hoof and charges it before vanishing in a flash of light. The room is silent except for the sound of wind gusting outside of the broken window. Foxtrot steps over to the center of the room, keeping his back to the windows as he looks around. He takes a deep breath and closes his eyes, remembering the training his mind suppressed under the Phantom Initiative. Suddenly, he spins around and fires, sending the blast of magic speeding across the room before slamming into Yankee as he pops into view. The forest green unicorn deflects the blast with his sword but is knocked off balance as well.
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