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Have a car thief with no cars
[Do you know what happens when you put a confused Serb Yugoslavian expatriate in the middle of a strange building in a strange place while he's in the possession of his favorite carbine rifle? He skulks through a hallway quietly, looking for a way out.
Niko nears a window with his back to the wall. And off in the distance? That jungle? That sure wasn't Middle Park. Not long before he heard something that sounded like the most fucked up war-zone he's ever been near. More rushing fire, less bullets. So he's just playing it careful until he finds some sort of damned map.
First he finds a soda machine, though. And that soda machine is not a Sprunk soda machine. He ventures closer, pokes it with the gun as if that's going to help anything, and moves to look behind it as if he's searching for the mechanism for a bomb in an obviously fake piece of inexplicable equipment. Surveillance maybe?
He's pretty sure he's not in Liberty State, anymore.]
Oh, here we go. [Traces of his Balkan accent in those sarcastic sounding words he goes back around to the front of the soda machine, not creeping along for the time being and with his rifle lowered at his side. He's ready to hop behind that thing defensively though.]
((OOC: New person, new character. Niko Bellic from GTA IV. Snarky bastard but pretty friendly and easy to reason down.))
Niko nears a window with his back to the wall. And off in the distance? That jungle? That sure wasn't Middle Park. Not long before he heard something that sounded like the most fucked up war-zone he's ever been near. More rushing fire, less bullets. So he's just playing it careful until he finds some sort of damned map.
First he finds a soda machine, though. And that soda machine is not a Sprunk soda machine. He ventures closer, pokes it with the gun as if that's going to help anything, and moves to look behind it as if he's searching for the mechanism for a bomb in an obviously fake piece of inexplicable equipment. Surveillance maybe?
He's pretty sure he's not in Liberty State, anymore.]
Oh, here we go. [Traces of his Balkan accent in those sarcastic sounding words he goes back around to the front of the soda machine, not creeping along for the time being and with his rifle lowered at his side. He's ready to hop behind that thing defensively though.]
((OOC: New person, new character. Niko Bellic from GTA IV. Snarky bastard but pretty friendly and easy to reason down.))
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[But he seems resigned now that's probably not the case.]
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Fair enough. [The reporter in him is a little curious as to what this guy gets up to that he has secret agents and shit exploding all around him, but the apocalypse survivor in him learned to stop giving a shit. So he doesn't ask.] You run into anyone able to explain the deal with this place yet?
[Aside from the random kidnapping and crazy intercom lady, of course.]
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[He shrugs a little comically. That doesn't say much, but everything else is just confusing so far.]
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Luke bobs his head lightly.] Yeah, pretty much.
I'm talking about the building itself though. The rooms in the Northern wing, for example.
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[He winces at that, nose wrinkling up under his heavy brow because he's guessing that's not going to be good.]