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  1. Ivy

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    March 1st, 2014
    Copacabana Palace
    Rio de Janeiro, Brazil

    Ivy Monaghan, supervised as ACME Securities completed their set up of a basic monitoring studio. She was in a junior-suite directly above the Copacabana Palace's Golden Room, where suspected drug cartel leader Barbas Chuate was said to have purchased entire tables for his inner ring of associates. ACME could only receive minor audio and visual information from wireless cameras planted outside the room's doors, as legal red tape prevented them from setting anything up inside. It was also the reason why ground agents were needed.

    The ACME crew, all under cover as party guests would have to mingle undetected as they tracked the movements of whoever came in and out of the Golden Room. This was no easy task, considering it was the start of Carnival in Rio de Janerio. The wild street parade and celebratory atmosphere spilled into the hotel's lobby and was continued as waves along the ballrooms and open balconies that surrounded their target area. In addition, hotel guests would be treated to the unveiling of an exhibition of Portuguese artifacts from Brazil's colonial era. The rare items, showcased within glass enclosures throughout the main hallways, provided stopping points that slowed foot traffic and created blind spots.

    Ivy exhaled as her eyes scanned the now operational monitors. Rio's evening was quickly beginning to buzz as more guests arrived and took advantage of the free flowing alcohol.

    "Toaster, comm check," She clicked her communicator, using her predetermined callsign. Nodding in approval to the green light, Ivy awaited the other agents to confirm her message.
     
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  2. Spring-Heeled Jack

    Spring-Heeled Jack V.I.L.E. Agent

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    Johnathan Bartholomew Nimble, or JB to his close acquaintances in the upper crust of society, stood in silence as the elevator took him down from his hotel room. He was dressed impeccably, with a bit of flair thrown in. A tuxedo cut in an older style, with tails, white gloves, bow tie, deep red vest, and a top hat were all on his person, and they all had just a hint of a crimson sparkle around the edges of the fabric as an accent. He supported himself on a black lacquer cane with a bottom tip and handle of rose gold. He thought of the night to come, and allowed himself a small, private smile.

    It had been a long time since he had been to any sort of social gathering as himself, preferring instead that the world see him as a recluse. Still, something had drawn him to this particular ball. Perhaps, he thought, he was simply looking for a chance to relax and mingle, to remind himself why what he was doing now was better than this. Or perhaps it was just because he had never been to Rio and wanted to see if it lived up to the hype. Both of those were a lie, though, and he knew it. He had his equipment up in his room, ready to strap on and get to work, he just hadn't decided on a suitable target. Sure, there were those artifacts, but none had really struck his fancy. For now, he would just enjoy the night and see what happened.

    Every once in a while, he supposed, he could have a night off.
     
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  3. Tex "Ace" Holdum

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    "Wild Card, standing by," replied Tex, tugging at the collar of his dress shirt. He hated the fact that he had to dress up all fancy for this shindig, and although he hadn't said anything when the mission was planned, he doubted that he'd be much use to anyone if some sort of ruckus broke out. Formal attire did not make for the kind of ease of movement needed to corral a suspect. Ah well, at least he was getting to see Rio.

    Looking around the main hall, he half-expected to see Daniel Craig walk by on his way to the baccarat table in Casino Royale. High-class drinks, high-class grub, high-class people. Why was it that the high-class lifestyle always attracted the worst scum of humanity like this Barbas Chuate guy? He didn't know, but right now he couldn't help but feel the contrast between the beauty that was visible and the ugliness that was about to go down behind closed doors. Tonight, ACME might be able to bring down a drug lord. Not their usual prey, but something that needed to be done, and he was glad to be a part of it. Taking a small sip from the glass of whiskey he had procured more for appearances than anything, he looked around, trying to spot anything out of the ordinary.
     
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  4. Colleen

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    [BCOLOR=transparent]Although Colleen Slate wiped down the elevator button before pressing, her fear of social interaction at the sumptuous Magic Ball far outweighed any germ anxieties. The high-profile event was her first operation for ACME and she intended to display exceptional surveillance skills. Ordinarily reliant on painstakingly-crafted gadgetry, the young woman opted for a dramatic white-sequined evening gown, silver mask, and only a few hidden devices. [/BCOLOR]

    [BCOLOR=transparent]The interior of the Copacabana Palace appeared deceptively smaller due to the lively crowds and lavish decorations hanging from the ceiling. [/BCOLOR] [BCOLOR=transparent]Ornate masks, makeup, and costumes illuminated the elegant backdrop of the famed hotel. While scanning the main hall, Colleen was reminded of both Cirque du Soleil and [/BCOLOR][BCOLOR=transparent]Eyes Wide Shut.[/BCOLOR][BCOLOR=transparent] Her gaze turned to the elevator and a very well-dressed gentleman (@Spring-Heeled Jack) caught her eye. She watched him exit, seemingly supported by a cane, and employed her logic. [/BCOLOR]

    [BCOLOR=transparent]“Why wouldn’t he just use a compact lithium-ion battery-powered assist robot?” [/BCOLOR][BCOLOR=transparent]She pondered, finding him very odd.[/BCOLOR]
     
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  5. Joe Kerr

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    Joseph Kerr adjusted his mask as he mingled among the guests in an ornate variant of his jester's costume. Along with the rest of the performers, Joe was busy getting everyone in the Carnival mood with his juggling and stilt-walking.

    As he walked around in his stilts, Joseph Kerr did a quick scan of the people around. VILE's info had put Barbas Chuate in the building and the possibility of an ACME sting op occurring.

    For Joe, Barbas was the type of criminal he loathed. The man was an arrogant scum bag with no honour and no concept of the sanctity of human life; he was concerned only for his own wealth and standing. He was however, ACME's problem.

    The Jester had not come here tonight to deal with Barbas or interfere with any ACME plans. No, he had come to obtain a very special birthday gift for a very special person, and he could not, would not, fail in this endeavor.
     
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  6. Nace Bilby

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    48 Hours ago...

    "Molly, for God's sake, let's switch seats." Nace replied, as he heard the cart bang into her left arm for the third time in the flight.

    He put down the translated copy of Des Res Militari he had been reading for one of his history classes and said, raising his left hand slightly with the index finger in the air, "If I hear you go ouch like that again I'm likely to think you're injured."

    Oh no. The index finger,” she half rolled her eyes and suddenly smiled, “Do you realize you always do that when you’re trying to instruct someone?

    Nace couldn't help but smile back, "The Major does that a lot, and as his grandson I guess I picked up the habit."

    It wasn't out of any sort of orders that caused Nace to refer to his grandfather as 'The Major' but rather his respect for his grandfather's service in three nations' military forces.

    Molly pursed her lips and rubbed her elbow. She saw the logic in what Nace was saying, but hated moving seats as much as she hated repotting an established plant. Everything needs time to grow into its space. What made her even more uncomfortable was the aspect of fieldwork--in all its randomness--which she was now invariably committed to for the duration of this mission.

    "Right then, please humor me on the seats thing. It won't do to have you hurt before we even get to Brazil." Nace replied with a small smile.

    Molly gave him a playfully exaggerated sigh, “Fine, you win,” she stood, shifting her position with Nace, “But promise me, no more lifting your finger when I’m setting up the field lab. You’re protective detail, not my professor.

    "Professor, dear lady, is a role I didn't want to assume at all." Nace said as he stood, shifting his position with Molly. He did gently brush past her, which triggered more than a bit of electricity running through him.

    Bloody perfect, yet another thing that complicates this. Nace thought, thinking of how this little 'thing' he was feeling for Molly, decided to bring itself to the forefront yet again.

    It had barely been a year since Evey...Best not think on that now. Nace thought. Though he felt attracted to Molly he didn't want to rush into something needlessly. But by the same token he was feeling feelings he had not felt towards a woman since he and Evey had started seeing one another seriously.

    He had taken Ivy's advice and gone to see Dr. Freeman who encouraged him to explore his feelings for Molly. Two days in Rio before everyone else could be an opportunity to try and see where those feelings fit.
     
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  7. Molly

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    [Present...]

    Molly was nervous.

    She checked her pale blue beaded purse again. Where a woman would usually keep lipstick and perhaps an atomizer for perfume, she only had neat rows of chemical solutions and evidence containers. It was the lightest possible version of a field kit ever created by ACME labs, but wasn't near as complete as she would have liked.

    To match the ‘field kit’ Molly wore a satin 1920s style, deep v-neck dress that gathered at her hip and just barely brushed the floor as she walked. Her hair was put up, and pinned together behind a braided crown of fresh hydrangea and orchid blooms.

    Looking at herself in the large mirror of the hotel reception, she forced a smile. It was just like acting again.
     
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  8. Nace Bilby

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    A voice would sound behind her, a familiar voice. "You look absolutely lovely tonight."

    Nace stood behind Molly as he watched her look at her reflection in the mirror. That was an understatement if he ever uttered on, Molly looked absolutely stunning in that pale blue v-neck dress. Nace himself wore a simple black tuxedo, one he had actually purchased in London a long time ago, and maybe wore once or twice since.

    A special forces soldier should be as comfortable in a three piece suit with a concealed pistol as he should be on a battlefield with a rifle. An old adage he remembered from his SAS close protection training. He was Molly's close protection for this bit of work.

    "Dingo, in position." He had quietly reported to Ivy and her lot at the nerve center.
     
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  9. Cali

    Cali Agent

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    Calina Corranos arrived in Rio de Janeiro first, but she was quite prepared and ready to hit the ground running. Her brother in the Força Aérea Brasileira (Brazilian Air Force) was kind enough to provide her with unofficial logs of the area during Carnival, and even gave her air traffic information as a boost.

    For this ACME operation, Cali took the official role of Fixer. Although she was an explosives expert, her family contacts and former base in the country allowed her to work quickly with existing sources.

    The most difficult part? Was remembering who she told what to.

    Cali also watched the monitors in the junior-suite. While @Ivy coordinated with the international agents, Calina coordinated with the local Brazilians.
     
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  10. Vic

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    Vincent Fumigalli was in Rio de Janeiro more times than he could remember. Today though, was meant to be special. It was months of planning and a few more days of extra work, but things were coming together as planned.

    As far as he knew, Carmen was already in the city, but she won't be sending him a message until she was sure things were clear. He had no idea what 'clear' meant in this case. It was after sundown and Vic was still waiting for a ping from the birthday girl. He was starting to worry she'd never show up... again.

    The conman looked around nervously for some sort of signal and began to check his cell phone every 5 seconds.
     
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  11. Zack

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    "Bacon, checking in." Zack Daniel Monaghan replied using his usual Bunker Boy codename.

    Readjusting his tux he felt so awesomely James Bond. Part of him wanted to instagram this moment, how often did an average agent get to stay at The Copacabana Palace and attend one of the world's most exclusive parties? Walking through the surrealistic decorated halls, he nearly bumped into a woman who towered almost a foot and a half above him. She had 8-inch heels on and a purple feathered headdress that glowed with mesmerizing LED lights. As she nearly fell over, Zack grabbed her arm to help steady her center of gravity.

    "Sorry, miss," He apologized, then remembered they were in Rio, "Com Licença."

    He walked right up to the sticky-camera that was being blocked by some display of a Dali-esque flea-legged animal and moved it to a more advantageous point. Flashing a thumbs up, he got a positive confirmation from the radio team.

    Suddenly, people started snapping photos and gathering together, whispering familiar Hollywood names. Zack was sure that meant the movie stars had begun arriving. The wide hallways now seemed a heck of a lot narrower. Now how was he supposed to make it back up to the control room?
     
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  12. Contessa

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    Flying in from Florence, Countess Adrianna Covrenzi had checked in one of six penthouse suites at the Copacabana Palace. After a short time to sleep off the jet lag and a strong Shiatsu massage session at the spa, she arrived at the party with great fanfare, wearing a sleek silk gown adorned with hand dyed butterfly wings to resemble the surrealistic art of Salvadore Dalí. Amongst her entourage were two body guards and a young ward training to be her new valet.

    Contessa enjoyed a good party. Though this one was special in the fact that it was also an exhibition, one that had on display an object of her desire. In the central hall was an ornate gold cuff stolen from the Incas in South America by Spanish conquistadors long ago. Named the 'Band of Flight' for its delicately carved eagles, the item was beautiful in its own right, though it was only saved due to uncharacteristically inlaid turquoise crosses within the gold -- something which appealed to the religious invaders. While most other "pagan" relics were melted into bars and coins, this one particular arm cuff was saved and placed aboard the Spanish Galleon, The Nuestra Senora del Carmen.

    Not long after, said Galleon was accidentally sunk through miscommunication with a British vessel off the coast of Portugal. Saved by a a lowly deckhand, the cuff was then ransomed to the Portuguese court for the crew's safe return to Spain. It would take five decades but the Band of Flight found it's way back to the New World through the arms of missionaries. It was said to then be passed from the hands of various unscrupulous collectors until finally resting amongst other seized artifacts on display now.

    Upon catching site of the valued artifcat, Adrianna grined. She knew it would be hers by the night's end.
     
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  13. Derrin

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    The palace walls buzzed with hushed excitement, an echo of Derrin's inner emotions. It was her first field assignment, and she was eager for the experience.

    Everything her eyes met was gorgeous - the hotel, the people, the lavish decorations. It made her feel strangely self conscious. Before entering the Gold Room, she ducked inside a dimly lit bathroom for a final mirror check.

    It had taken her a while to settle on the lapis chiffon gown she was wearing. The fabric was dark and flowy, essential in hiding her secret accessory - an LCP strapped to her right thigh. The side split was a lot higher than she would have liked, but it was the only dress she felt she could draw quick enough in.

    Straightening her matching jeweled mask and pinning a back few loose curls that shaded her vision, she took a few deep breaths to compose herself. Finally feeling relaxed enough to exit out into the hall, she replied to Ivy's message.

    "Cobra here, checking in." she murmured.
     
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  14. Evgeni

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    The Russian boy had no idea that he would be attending one of the most exclusive bashes in the world, but it was a flashy party, and those were the best. He had heard that tonight’s party was 1920s-themed, so in his excitement, he had quickly decided on the best 1920s suit he could imagine: a black-and-white checkered coat paired with pinstriped slacks.

    He was dressed to impress. And he would try his best to impress the special lady he was accompanying to tonight’s celebration, a Swiss doctor based in ACME, with elegant, matte-red hair. He liked red the best. He also liked the powdery pale-blue dress she wore--explicitly broadcasting ‘classy woman’.

    This would be an interesting ‘date’. Besides the fact that their relationship was strictly for this singular event, Evgeni would also be somewhat distracted from entertaining the beautiful woman in order to keep on top of the drug lord situation. Second to flirting with all sorts of lovely girls, the Russian’s specialty was investigating illegal goods and contraband. He had previous experience in these matters, but now he would be a little more legitimate.

    As the temporary couple walked along the street and up into the luxury resort, Evgeni took in the sounds of gay music and bleated out his own chorus, which he was rather certain he had invented at that moment. “What’s fox say! Ra-ding!” It did not have to make sense as long as his partner laughed, and that she did.

    Just before they stepped through the entrance and into the swanky lobby, the lively young man announced his arrival into his ACME communicator piece in a barely discernable whisper, “It’s Spock. I’m check in for drugs.

    The ACME agent absorbed the atmosphere and triply radiated it outward with his own personality, smiling boyishly and nodding politely at everyone, but especially at the girls, because that was the right thing to do. Then he would proudly tug at Sophie’s arm and beam, “This my girlfriend.
     
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  15. Sophie

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    As the brightest gem on Avenida Atlântica tonight, the Art-Deco exterior of the Copacabana Palace Hotel was awash in golden light and the conglomeration of people and vehicles around its base glittered like the sea-foam swept up against fine sand. It was following an external circuit of the building that Doctor Sophie Conrad and Agent Evgeni Morozov allowed themselves to be swept up by the boisterous crowd and into the opulent interior of the luxury hotel.

    The spirit of the Rio Carnival had always been somewhat euphoric and always contagious, and the comparatively subdued figures that filled the foyer of the Copacabana Palace was a welcome relief from it. Figures swirled her about and Sophie relinquished the arm of her companion as she accepted a proffered glass tulip. The humidity of the night and the gaiety in the air coloured her features and lit the laugh on her lips.

    Most of her face was veiled by the mask she wore--a meld of leather and metalwork, its sapphire-coloured foundation flowing from the confines of her face-shape, adorned with eddies of luminescent glitter that evoked the shape of seashells. Pearls of varying sizes tracked the curve of her brow, her eyes, and her cheekbones; and a flourish of feathers and glass-beaded lace poured from the left-side of the mask to balance the architectural ruffle rested on the right arm and along the asymmetrical neckline of her single-shouldered dress.

    Regardless of its external appearance, the pelagic-inspired mask camouflaged a gambit more insidious. Embedded within its curvatures was a pair of minuscule-sized transmitter and receiver. There was no better place to test the full capabilities of the nanoscale piezoelectric devices than in the field, and because of her affiliation with ACME Tech and her peripheral role in this mission, Doctor Conrad became the choice for piloting the devices. So far, they had worked in an appropriate manner and as Evgeni reported his entrance into the venue, she echoed: “This is Bones, in position.”

    Indolently resting her hand on the bowed arm of the agent beside her, Sophie physically calmed as she followed the exuberant Russian to delve deeper into the meandering hallways of the Copacabana Palace. Her mind and her eyes remained alert, however, and she began to separate the interior landmarks from the gathered people and from the surrounding encased art. They rounded a corner and as her head turned, a domino-clad figure captured her attention. He stood within a crowd of masqueraders, and yet, stood apart from them with the taper of his raven-beaked mask pointed at--she frowned--her? She could not discern the look in his eyes behind the glass that covered them, and when the surrounding people shifted, he moved out of her line of sight.
     
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  16. Lee

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    Lee Jordan was making his way from one room to another under the watchful eyes of Barbas Chuate's henchmen. In disguise as 'Jason Teil', the agent had been undercover inside Chuate's team for only a few weeks. His job was to assist in some preliminary layout work on business dealings that should be beneficial to the millionaire, and the biggest deal he was opening in this case was a link to Dominic Geiser, a Swiss banker with a solid hold on exchanges in Madagascar.

    In reality, there was no Dominic Geiser, and Lee Jordan was just leading Chuate in circles so that he could extract more information. But now, on the world's most popular beach, at the one place all of Carnival was eying, things were steadily going sour.

    "Poodle, entering Golden Room, no Grub, no Grub yet," he exhaled a little, hating the randomly assigned ACME callsign. 'Grub' meant Barbas, who as far as Lee could tell, hadn't showed up. After this, he turned his communication to 'low'. It was too dangerous to go in there with a direct link to ACME command. If they wanted anything from him, he'd get a cell phone buzz first.

    As he made his way to the Golden Room, he passed an Israeli who pretended to also not notice him. Knowing Mikal Darsha was here made things a little easier for Lee. If this all went well, Barbas Chuate should be arrested without needing confirmation of Jordan's falsified story of the Swiss Banker, but if not, hopefully he won't be thrown under a crowded Brazilian bus.
     
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  17. Mikal

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    Mikal Darsha scanned the room and made note of the other members of ACME who entered. He caught Lee Jordan's eye for a split second before turning to grab two flutes of champagne. He always found that he was stopped less often when holding two drinks, as if it was the universal symbol of a man who knew where he was going. While Mikal wasn't the type who could find information on Barbas Chuate like Lee, he was good at blending into the background.

    He could see the drug lord's henchmen, but the man himself was nowhere to be seen. Spotting a young woman--recognized as ACME--exiting into the hallway, he made note of two things. One, that she looked very good in her lapis dress, and two, that she was packing.

    Mikal stopped her in time, casually handing her one of his glasses.

    "Your Ruger is showing," He whispered, "I see bodyguards at the west door. Keep an eye out here, yeah?"
     
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  18. Acton Roux

    Acton Roux V.I.L.E. Agent

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    The masked Dr. Acton Roux received news of Carmen's quaint gathering of close friends on the evening of February 3, 2014. While not a man of much social privy, he was certainly a man who enjoyed the exchange of intellectuals within a close group in foreign places that may both excite and fulfill the mind in a myriad of ways.

    Had he known that such a meeting was in the "Party of the Year" and at the "Place to Be" as the Copacabana during Carnival, the doctor may have brought a more colorful costume. He found himself wandering the beach-side promenade and suddenly pulled into a crowd by some people in tuxedos and masks, much like the early 20th century avant-garde fashion.

    "That mask is legal!" A gay couple commented in accented Portuguese-English and Acton could do little but nod and tip his hat. They led him through and into the Copacabana Palace Hotel, he knew this because he read the sign, and Roux understood immediately that this was a strange party he had entered.

    "Stefan hasn't said a word all night!" Someone mentioned this name many times, 'Stefan' and finally, Acton understood they meant him.

    He shook his head and made a hasty retreat.

    On his way further lost among scores of human beings on the happiest night of their lives, he spied a familiar face. It would take him some time to consider her correctly, and in fact, he had not the time to recognise her fully. The bodies of dancers and party people nudged him off to another location.

    The doctor was, once again, under another layer of 'lost'.
     
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  19. Joe Kerr

    Joe Kerr V.I.L.E. Agent

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    Weaving through the crowd whilst spreading the Carnival cheer, Joe somehow managed to sneak out to the beach for short breather.

    As he caught his breath and took off his stilts, he saw a figure in the shadows beckon him over with a whistle.

    "I thought you'd chickened out, Romand"

    "I've already laid the charges and detonators like you've asked, Mr Kerr. But, I'm afraid someone might get hurt tonight."

    Joe paused to consider his reply as he recalled all the combustible ingredients currently present in the infamous hotel - Drug dealer and rumoured associates, ACME, VILE, massive parties, stars and a few priceless relics; all it needed was a spark.

    "It's Carnival, Romand. Don't worry. You are Romand Kandell, the king of explosions; if anyone can pull this off, it's you. Your payment has already been wired to you by the way."

    "Fine, but if anything goes wrong, it's on you. Here, take the remote. When you want to detonate all the charges, just arm the remote and push the button. But be careful, there's enough firepower to blow up the hotel if it goes wrong."

    The Jester fingered the remote briefly with his gloved hand before slipping it into the safety of a secret pocket in his costume. When he looked up, Romand had already slipped away.

    Chuckling, Joe turned around and headed back into The Copa Cabanna; he had a party to attend.

    (OOC note: Romand Kandell is a neutral NPC. He is free to be used in future RPs by anyone, so long as you don't change his allegiances. And I think his name and the conversation gives you a good clue as to his specialty)
     
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  20. Eartha

    Eartha V.I.L.E. Agent

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    [BCOLOR=transparent]February 27, 2014[/BCOLOR]

    [BCOLOR=transparent]“Between us girls, I’m mostly in this for the exotic meats.” Eartha Brute confided before taking yet another sip of her sparkling wine. She shifted in the spacious charcoal leather seat. Her voice competed with the typical in-flight cacophony as she prattled on. [/BCOLOR]

    [BCOLOR=transparent] “You can find sequined animal costumes and hot guys who don’t speak English pretty much anywhere, but you can’t get really taboo high-protein cuts everyday. Am I right or am I right?” Eartha plunked the drink down and turned her gaze to the silent woman in the seat next to her. The elderly Costa Rican lady stared at her quizzically. [/BCOLOR]

    [BCOLOR=transparent]The wine consumption and one-way conversation continued for the next few hours until the Copa Airlines captain announced their descent for Río Hato Airport. Upon landing in the former Panamanian military base, the bodybuilder sent a bulk text to [/BCOLOR][BCOLOR=transparent]her contacts[/BCOLOR][BCOLOR=transparent]:[/BCOLOR]

    [BCOLOR=transparent]“I’m in Rio, guys!” [/BCOLOR]
     
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