Rockwolf66

ok Love and a .50 cal.

I am changeing the story slightly. a bit more details and well changeing the story slightly.

A: Maria somehow manages to leave an apachu nomad encampment with her hair. it would seem that in the revision she manages to do something for someone important in the tribe and then do a bit of cattle russiling for them.

B: no Johnny in part 2. but you will get to see what happens when Maria befriends someone with more humanity issues than her.

C: the third chapter is still to be writen but well Maria will be left with a major choice.

cool I'm 178 posts away from 4,000 posts. sweet.

Garth looks over the protestors, he is trying to spot the leader(s) of the group. maybe latter if he spots the one in charge the group can grab them and beat some info out of the poor fucker.

Garth follows the ladies at a respectable distance. his coat is open but he is keeping it almost closed by posture. His tomahawk is now sheathed at his side.

"Das renassance." Corrie Perks up. "You mean like the three Musketeers, Sword duels, and guys in tights?"

Corrie then starts looking for paper and a pencil or pen. When she finds that she starts writeing and chucling evily. Someone just let her into a party with lots of deadly weapons on her.

Garth remains quite and just watches the fur fly.

Corrie does not mind the rub down.

"I understand that he had alot of metal in him,Kuso, what I was trying to do should have dropped someone three times my size." She says sounding alot more relaxed." Maybe I should go the heavy route and switch up to a Glock 20C and an MP-5/10, and AP ammo. But thats not our style, but their's."

"Nagh, not really their just tools." Garth responds." The knife is for show. the pistol is just more convenient than a rifle inside a plane and the Tomahawk is for the times when I find myself landed in the middle of nowhere."

" Biggest thing I have flown was an old 'Hercky bird' that an old friend of mine restored."

"What do you do besides looking like a piece of bubblegum?"

Garth looks over the condition of the plane before getting in. While not flying he is a pilot and one should be carefull around a plane that has not been gone over yourself or by a trusted ground crew.

He enters the plane and finds a seat.

"I fucked up." Corrie states. " I fucked up. when I tried to get the boss off of the net and back to reality to try and defuse that Sheissekoff I made things worse. then he should have gone down easy. I've taken out bigger, stronger, and better skilled people than him. Sheisse."

If left undesturbed Corrie will go into breathing esersizes to calm herself down. Sylvaine will recognize at least some of them.

"I'm going by Garth, miss." He replies to Jin Jin." No I'm not flying the bird. I usually do but not today."

He takes Patrizia's hand and gives it a single firm shake before letting go.

Corrie glares towards Sylvaine at the Joan of Arc comment and says something about coughing and some sort of lock(really tells Sylvaine to bend over and commit analingus on herself.) in an almost audable voice.

She's a bit angry because she had not had a fight go that badly since she had to run a gauntlet of Oriental kids to get to her Dojo.

"I could go as a Geisha, but I'm not good at passing as Japanese." Corrie states. "It seems that I'm not good at submitting to proper social etiquete."

Garth quietly watches the odd couple of women. With deferment to the heat of California he has his greatcoat open. The medium sized backpack at his side is locled tight to discurage theives not that being alert and seeming about half as wide as he is tall helps.

Thinking very bad things he walks towards the women.

Corrie looks at the bodies lieing almost dead on the ground. Wounding someone with that sort of gun takes skill. Definantly pro level hitter.

She walks inside and looks to see if their is anything non-alcoholic in the fridge.

Corrie walks over to a body."What do you want done to the bodies. Clean them up and dump them someplace that they won't be found untill they rot, or did you have something else in mind?"

Corrie looks at Sylvaine with amusement. Blood was a liquid nothing more, not something to frett over. Her Sensei had a little exsersize that delt with any squeemishness about blood. That and she needed her gear.

"Hey Hector, I know your people just got capped but do you think that I could get a lift from someone as I need to grab some gear(and a change of clothes.)from my place."

Oh Tarkvinius,

I do believe that I have your word in writeing that you were going to help me edit. so where the heck are your comments mate or do I have to smack you around a bit with a bokken?

Corrie gets out unassisted and when it's clear that no one is going to be shooting Sticks the beretta(slide mounted safety engaged) into the waistband of her slacks.

when Mr. Blackburn makes a comment about her actions she quietly says."I'm sorry sir(spelt SIR). Nick was looseing it and I'm not a computer person. I did what I thought was best to try and get you away from getting chewed on by that Hund"

ok I am refineing the plot on Chrimson amd Chrome.

Marynka being the brutal killer that she is. has been asked by someone she calls a friend to help evict a small gang from a private scrapyard.

the Job is a simple shoot and scoot.

Complications:

A. the gang is larger than the Clients information lets on

B. the Gang has corporate backing.

this devolves into a nasty gun battle with many people dieing.

Fallout:

A. the Client had hidden a Coca plant growing hydroponics lab inside the Scrapyard, cue the kilo bricks of cocaine.

B. when the surviveing members go to the client for answers he is killed by a surviveing corporate goon.

C. the Client was conected to the Molina.

Marynka visits her Uncle Gregor and after explaining what happened to him gives him a Kilo of snow.

Marynka goes to her "day" job. at a club called "Damnation". there she runs into her least favorite co-worker, who has a family problem to deal with. She gives Marynka a deal that no Jew in their right mind would refuse. like a list of neo-nazi safehouses that spans the city down to the floor plans. Marynka is given the address and floor plans of one of the buildings as a show of sinserity. She also meets a atractive oriental new co-worker and sparks fly.

Plan is on the money, and the object of Marynka's debt slips away from her as she discovers that someone has beeten her to the punch and killed everyone.

Marynka ends up in bed with an old friend. the next morning the Missing daughter shows up on the doorstep. Someone wants Marynka to owe them big.

more to come latter what do you all think of the refinded plot.

Corrina opens her breifcase and pulls out her Beretta Brigader. It's one of the High end versions of the M-92. Given that she does not check to see if it's loaded tells everyone something.(yes she keeps it loaded at all times.)while she is most likely safe in Hecto's truck well a girl's got to look after herself.

"Jawol, Frauline." Lolypop responds. "Know of any good Dojo's in this town?"

Corrie Tilts her head to acomidate the frenchwoman. " Das Sheisse essen Hund. had way to much cyber."

OOC: please excuse my rotten German. I'm way out of practice.

"Officer." Corrie politely says to the Cop." Please be carefull with him, He bites."

Corrina takes her right hand and puts pressure on the vein to the bite wound slowing the blood.

She mutters loudly about it being a new suit and hopeing that the <Japanese curse word> becomes someones <Japanese curse word> in prison after his cyberware is sold for the police officers retierment fund.

thanks mate