Thrashia
08-04-2005, 20:41
The border guard stopped the van as it approached. The rains tinked off his helment as he went and jumped up next to the drivers window and shined his flashlight in. "Where you people from and why are you trying to gain entrance to The Merchant Guilds Empire?" Two men where in the drivers cab, the man in the drivers seat responded. Both were dressed in shabby clothing, the driver took out a wallet and some small documents.
"Please sir, I have several women and children in back of the truck who are starving for food and some need medical attention. We're refugees from Farminia. We barely escaped with our lives," the man handed the guard the documents.
The guard looked over them. They were standard Farminia passports, nine of them, nothing unusual. The guard looked up form the papers. "Alright but I need to take a look in the back of your truck." The man nodded and opened the door. They stepped through the rain to the back of the truck. The man stepped up and opened the flap, the guard next to him. Inside were four women huddeling around three children. Several boxes were laying around, with pieces of furniture and clothing. One box lay open revealing empty food cans and several empty bottles of water, as well as some personal effects of one of the women.
The guard jumped down from the truck, the man followed. "Very well sir, you check out. Welcome to the Merchant Guilds Empire."
"Why thankyou sir," Jim McCarty said. He shook the gaurds hand and went back to the cab where his brother was waiting. The guard was stepping back to his post when he turned back to Jim just as he was getting into the cab.
"Oh and sir," Jim froze , " theres an aid station about 30 kilometes down the road, if you take the left turn further down. The right will lead you to the capitol."
Jim smiled. "Thankyou again sir."
"Don't mention it."
Jim got back into the cab, started the truck, and drove past the border guard post.
His brother Rob smiled at him. "See now, that wasn't so hard." Jim glanced at him then continued looking out the road as he drove on.
When they reached the fork in the road that the border guard had mentioned they stopped and Rob had the women and children get off at gun point. Jim told them where the aid station was and handed them a small bag of food. The two got back in the truck and started driving for the capitol.
"Should have killed them you know," said as he sat there cleaning his M-60 which was resting on the dash board. Lighting flashed accross the sky as it continued to rain.
"Yeah, I know that."
"So why didn't we?"
"Because theres a small explosive charge in that bag of food I gave them which will be going off in..."he looked at his watch, "seven minutes." Rob nodded.
"Ok well, I'm gonna be in back making sure all the equipment is ready for the job."
"Gotcha, I'll keep driving until were a few kilometers out of the capitol."
The two assassins drove on.
OOC: For those who do not understand. These two assassins have been hired to kill the leader of TMG. The Thrashian government has no connections to this operation or is responisble for the backing of this attempt, I simple rp the attempts. The client will remain nameless.
"Please sir, I have several women and children in back of the truck who are starving for food and some need medical attention. We're refugees from Farminia. We barely escaped with our lives," the man handed the guard the documents.
The guard looked over them. They were standard Farminia passports, nine of them, nothing unusual. The guard looked up form the papers. "Alright but I need to take a look in the back of your truck." The man nodded and opened the door. They stepped through the rain to the back of the truck. The man stepped up and opened the flap, the guard next to him. Inside were four women huddeling around three children. Several boxes were laying around, with pieces of furniture and clothing. One box lay open revealing empty food cans and several empty bottles of water, as well as some personal effects of one of the women.
The guard jumped down from the truck, the man followed. "Very well sir, you check out. Welcome to the Merchant Guilds Empire."
"Why thankyou sir," Jim McCarty said. He shook the gaurds hand and went back to the cab where his brother was waiting. The guard was stepping back to his post when he turned back to Jim just as he was getting into the cab.
"Oh and sir," Jim froze , " theres an aid station about 30 kilometes down the road, if you take the left turn further down. The right will lead you to the capitol."
Jim smiled. "Thankyou again sir."
"Don't mention it."
Jim got back into the cab, started the truck, and drove past the border guard post.
His brother Rob smiled at him. "See now, that wasn't so hard." Jim glanced at him then continued looking out the road as he drove on.
When they reached the fork in the road that the border guard had mentioned they stopped and Rob had the women and children get off at gun point. Jim told them where the aid station was and handed them a small bag of food. The two got back in the truck and started driving for the capitol.
"Should have killed them you know," said as he sat there cleaning his M-60 which was resting on the dash board. Lighting flashed accross the sky as it continued to rain.
"Yeah, I know that."
"So why didn't we?"
"Because theres a small explosive charge in that bag of food I gave them which will be going off in..."he looked at his watch, "seven minutes." Rob nodded.
"Ok well, I'm gonna be in back making sure all the equipment is ready for the job."
"Gotcha, I'll keep driving until were a few kilometers out of the capitol."
The two assassins drove on.
OOC: For those who do not understand. These two assassins have been hired to kill the leader of TMG. The Thrashian government has no connections to this operation or is responisble for the backing of this attempt, I simple rp the attempts. The client will remain nameless.