A fall from justice (Open RP; Small/short)

Gothic City bank

"3….2…..1….And there it is, right on time." The figure cloaked in ebony cloth whispered to himself on a rooftop as taller skyscrapers provided a dark cover for the assailant. His fingers ticked back and forth on a steel handle that sheathed his weapon known as 'Sin's Blade'. A reminder of what he has done and what was always destined to become. His attention snapped back to the reason why he was in his hometown to begin with. The armored truck he focused on was carrying ancient artifacts and jewels had pulled into the museum to prepare for the next weeks exhibit.

The late hour was intended to prevent any unwanted attention, but the streets had ears and bigger mouths that leaked words. Those words and quietly spread through the criminal underground and eventually reached Desious Umbra, the former vigilante turned mercenary and criminal wanted in multiple countries for murder and robbery. Countless deaths lengthened his rap sheet but also filled his bank account. This current job was to steal a golden rod that had once belonged to a pharaoh of Egypt and drop it off at a pre-determined location and the money would be wired to his account upon receiving the object.

However, none of these thoughts crossed the loner's mind, only the mission and it's details. Four guards all carrying standard military grade M4 semi-automatic assault rifles with 30 round armor piecing rounds and 3 extra magazines with ACOG scope and standard stun gun for non-lethal actions. This was going to be easy, but being straightforward was never his preferred method, even as a so called hero. Rain began to pour from the sky and lightning could be heard close by. 1 mile to be exact from Desious' count. The omen was a favorable one and provided more opportunity to muffle his steps and shroud his movements as he flipped upon a nearby telephone pole and cat walked across its thin rubbery surface like a circus acrobat.

Sprinting elegantly, he made his way to the museums roof and using his lightning blast, managed to short out the security cameras that had focused on the air ducts that led from the interior to the roof. "30 seconds before the guard checks the footage."

Counting down in perfectly rehearsed synchronization, he pierced the metal grate that had covered the vent and slid his slender body through with ease.

"20 seconds" His feet landed in the interior silently and in between infrared lasers that would alarm every cop and hero in the city within seconds. "15 seconds." he leaped in the air with a front flip and used the momentum to slip on his back and skate through to a security door. Once he reached it's opening he blended with the shadows and his first target came into sight, a security guard on his way to check the security footage. "5….4…..3…." Before the countdown could go any lower, Desious unattached his blade from his belt and stabbed through the guards neck to prevent any noise and dragged its searing heat up to provide a quick and clean death.

3 left. He turned his attention to the security panel within the room and shutoff 3/4ths of the lasers. Anymore would risk a backup in case of unauthorized shutdown. His blue eyes peeped over the doorway and the last remaining guards could be seen placing the rod on a pedestal in the center of the room to compliment the rest of the Egyptian decorations that had been previously prepared. Too easy. Backing away from the door Desious took a deep breath of air and exhaled slowly, feeling every single cell in his lungs process the oxygen and absorb its nutrients.

The serenity of it eased his mind and relieved the tension in his muscles before sprinting silently to the door and gliding on his knees to the guards in the darkness. "100 feet…..60 feet….30 feet….They have visual." The guards turned their attention….and M4's to the oncoming mercenary who had already had his blade drawn and making it's way to the next target…."15 feet….Lance." He closed in and flowed like water through the remaining law enforcement and slashed at their hands and then piercing their lungs. First disabling them, then silencing them.

The movements were so quick and fluid it almost would seem like a rehearsed dance of not for the low gurgles of death escaping bodies echoing throughout the halls. The fatal blows were swift and hit locations that were mortal wounds but lacked as much circulation as other parts of the human anatomy to prevent anyone from even noticing there was a murder scene here within the next few days. The last officer dropped with a thud as Desious remain fixed on the pedestal. So close. The task was yet to be completed until payment was received though and anything could go wrong as he made the next strenuous steps above the infrared lasers.

OOC Rules

In case you didnt care to read, but still want in, Desious has infiltrated a museum in Gothic and intends to steal an ancient relic for a high bidder. He has killed the only guards and nothing stands in his way as of now. Intended to be a relatively short RP open to anyone, but preferably street levelers. Almost an intro to the revamped Dark Desire character that was originally Chimera if anyone remembers.

• Standard/obvious rules apply
• Anyone can join
• Either help me and get some cash or stop me from robbing the place
• Short and sweet RP. Massive posts aren't necessary
• OOC will be in this same thread.

@dark_desire: doe it come with a pm?

Nope. Just jump in wherever you feel like it.

Well I guess I won't call for your help, but you can expect interference from me.

@dark_desire:

Tommy Bastion was just walking home from the local bar when he picked something up on his infrared sensors- there were several men, police officers by the looks of it, dropping dead like flies- and one other shape that was not being killed. Drawing his raccoon sized pistol he ran toward the mystery figure, his optics showing him everything as he charged into the building, not hesitating to make noise- his suit would give him away anyways.