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ooc::: No official time has been set as of yet. But thats only because I've yet to actually get to updated crud on it 8'D Hurhur, Lazy Xinny, Lazy

And we need to plan this guild stuff more >_<

"I never said HE could be killed with light weapons. He's still human; hitting him in the back of the head could kill him. The DEMONS he summoned can only be killed with light weapons." Riku sat back for a moment. He rubbed his temples; he had a headache for no apparent reason. "If this guy really is calling upon the demons of Thanatos, then.....". He suddenly looked up. "Kavinsky is likely to be there."

He pulled out a small book he had and opened it. Several pictures fell out. One was of an insignia; a shield with a Hammer and Sickle emblem in it. Another displayed a portly Russian man, surrounded by several shadowed figures.

Agrotera grinned impishly at Joel. Her mind was racing furiously, she had already sat still longer than she usually did, which wasn't good. After all, she was an assassin, with a lot of bottled energy that she usually used up on missions. But sitting here planning a job, especially inside a strange building with other people, it was plain making her nervous. Her normally steady pulse beat like a drum at the base of her neck, so she steepled her fingers together and leaned forward, her hair falling over her shoulders to block the sight. She glanced at the Russain man in the photographs, and the insignia, and something, a distant memory perhaps, tugged insistantly at the back of her mind.
She closed her eyes and tried to call the dusty memory forth, but it seemed so far away. All she could think of was a highly overpaid contract she had once been paid to do by a Russian mob boss years ago in the "old country", it would have had to been the man in the photo's grandfather, it was that many years ago. That man had sent off very unusual vibes, but she wasn't paid to care about such things. Back then she didn't. She shook her head to vanish the memories, then looked at Riku again.
"Who is this Kavinsky?"

"Kavinsky's not just paranoid, he's paranoid and has a lot of power. He's the richest man in Russia, and the twenty-seventh richest worldwide. He has members of the Russian Duma on his payroll, and holds considerable power in the former Soviet territories, modern Communist countries, the Middle East and Africa, and there are rumors of some control in the U.S. Senate as well, though unconfirmed." Riku stood up, and began pacing; unless on a mission, he hated being in the same place for too long. "Anyone pisses him off, they usually disappear into Siberia or one of his labs for "experiments". His company does just about everything, from weapons design, to," he paused for a moment, "bioengineering."

Riku pulled out another picture, this one of Kavinsky with seven people. "The Uroboros. Kavinsky's elite bodyguards. They make the Waffen SS look like preschoolers. These are the people we'd have to worry about. All of them were enhanced using bioengineering."

He pointed to a large, bulky man in the background. "Vasily Kavinsky, his own son. They call him 'The Bear'. He has enough strength to rip open a tank with his bare hands. He's tough, too; nothing smaller than .50 cal armor-piercing rounds can hurt him."

Next, he pointed to a smaller, but still large man. "Joseph Yeffimovich. Codename, "Dracula". He apparently has some powers similar to a vampire, including hypnotism."

A small woman was next. "Tatiyana Putin. No relation. Codename "Blitz". Her blood can generate enough electrical energy to power Manhattan for two years."

He pointed to two identical Chinese boys. "Zen Po and Zen Li. Codenames "Yin and Yang." Each controls light and darkness respectively, and their power grows when they fight together."

Next, a Japanese girl with a large sword. "Yumiko Higashino. Codename "Zetsumei", means "Death" in Japanese. Supposedly can move fast enough to dodge bullets."

Finally, he pointed to a shadowy man in the back, next to vasily. "This one is the one that concerns me. All we know is that they call him "Yuri". Not sure if that's his real name or not. We dont' know much about him."

"And of course," he threw down a picture taken from his failed assassination attempt. "Kafziel. A cleric of Thanatos from my world."

Agrotera listened intently, looking at the photograph and memorizing each face, each name, and everything as Riku spoke. While he continued, she flipped her laptop closed and pushed it back into her bag, then pulled out a few other items from the depths. Three were small round patches colored like skin, smaller than the tip of her pinky. The other was a few tools, and some other things. She picked up a necklace, which was a simple silver chain, and held it out to Joel. Then she picked up one of the patches and placed it at the base of her neck, where it seemed to glimmer and then melt into her skin, it had only camoflauged itself, but you could no longer see it at all. When Riku finished she waited a moment, thinking. Then,
"We are in for deep shiz even if the place is not crawling with demons. This will not be an easy mission." She grinned then, intensely enjoying this. "Looks like fun boys. We could put on Russian disguises, " she touched the patch at the bottom of her throat and traced the edges in a circle with her finger lightly to the right, and her voice deepened slightly and she affected a Russian accent. "Ve could ackt as though ve are from teh Old Country. More rich Russian snobs on vacation in the Americas, looking for new business partners. Мы можем даже говорить российские любимые. (We could even speak Russian darlings.)"
Then she looked at Joel and smiled. "The necklace holds nanobots, which, when you turn each separate link, will change a different aspect of your appearance, and it will feel perfectly real. Thank the MIshaps Tech for that one. If you hold the center link together and face the opening towards a picture or person, it will mirror that image onto you. " Another lay on the table, and she had one in her pack for her if she needed it. "I do not really need one, although all rich snobs in Russia pride themselves on taming a wild animal, like a white Tiger, panther or such. We could easily "rent" and apartment in the same hallway as him to keep watch and gather information. He would definately notice a tiger and two rich Russians moving in down the hall. " She saw the looks and sighed. "Or we could be two normal tenants he would never ever talk to with a dog or something. I would love to be shifted for this, that way they expect two or just one person, instead of three."
She looked at the picture again and tilted her head. Da#$, those faces all look familier. Maybe thats why he was so paranoid... O.. Finally the memories came racing back, and she flinched, thinking about what had happened.

Czechoslovakian Territory, fifty years ago
An assassin hired to kill an evil mob boss, the boss was suppose to be evil and single, no children. His harem of women were set free, and she went after him, to find him hiding behind a little boy that already looked like him. Those big eyes stared up at her beseeching, and she hadn't the heart to kill the brat. She attacked the father, and was forced to fight. The child jumped in, cut himself on her sword before she could stop the blow he jumped in front of. Madder than everything at the mob boss she finished the job swiftly, and carried the boy to leave him with a frightened nursemaid before the palace guards came running. The boy had watched her leave with a hate filled gaze while the nurse began trying to tend the nasty cut beside his left eye.

She remembered thinking it would leave a scar on the boy at the time. Leaning down she examined the mans face closely, and saw, faintly by his left eye a crescent moon shaped scar. A wicked smile curved her lips and she laughed. "I have met this brat before. An assassin killed his father, that must be why he is so paranoid.
Anyway, what shall it be gentlemen, what is the plan?"

Riku listened to Tera's plan, then nodded. "That could work. We monitor the building for a few more days. If there's any demon activity, or any suspicious people going in and out, we'll note it. Once we're sure we're ready, we move in."

She laughed at Joel, setting her bag down on the table. Her eyes twinkleing she pulled out a little black circle that fit in her palm. Then she turned and put it on the wall where it stuck, those little blue lights turning on to blink. Then she pressed a button in the center and stepped back.
"Finally we have a plan, thats good. Now we can work on it.
I don't have nanites for clothes, but I have a much better solution."
She leaned up and touched the button, makign the lights shoot out along the wall and make the shape of a rectangular door. It was still only light though, so she leaned forward and held down the button.
"Portal dear, open the door to the Mishaps Closet," She started to stop but as an afterthought added, " for Human Disguises."
The light solidified into a metallic door in the wall as the black disc opened into a turning handle, much like the large ones in the old timey submarines. She turned over her shoulder and grinned at the other two as she twisted the handle. "Welcome to the Mishaps base Closet boys."
As the door opened clean cool air poured out as though from a vacuum, carrying the scents of dryar sheets and new plastics. The carpet was red and the walls a dark wood edged with gold. The hallway seemed to go on forever and was about five stories high. There were little computers in the walls every so often, which rotated the clothes according to what you were looking for. You simply put in your size, gender, and what you were looking for. The closet would shift and bring the clothes to you.
She gestured at the plans and prints and pictures on the table behind them.
"We had best bring them along, we don't want anyone findin out what we're doing besides the guys on the other end of the Comm's. So, what would you like to dress up as?" She asked cheerfully, throughly enjoying this. She handed the other necklace out to Riku as she picked up her bag again and stood in the open doorway. Thinking, she looked at Joel.
"So, what kind of animal should I be?"