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Post by Natsumi Matsubara on Oct 22, 2012 12:01:41 GMT -5
She was however thankful that her prior training in AKB would help with this. One final question...hair down, or up? Time to see if her supposed partner had any fashion sense. Striding out of the room with high heels secured around her feet, she had a pair of hair clips in her hand, walking back towards where her partner was. Though she hadn't asked his name. The Brace was still something she was getting used to, on her left wrist...
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Post by Adrien Simard on Oct 22, 2012 12:09:07 GMT -5
He stepped aside from the table to leave her to take her part of the equipment. He noticed how she dressed, but made no comment. He had his charm, but this was Interpol. He didn't care, even if she wasn't one of the killers he had worked with before.
"I'm Adrien. Adrien Simard," he told her.
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Post by Natsumi Matsubara on Oct 22, 2012 12:12:33 GMT -5
She put the earpiece in, and set up the rest of her equipment where it was hidden but she could get to it. She turned around to look at him again. "Nice name." she commented. "Natsumi Matsubara." was her own introduction as she finished her preparations. Her life was too hectic for romance right now, so that thought never came to mind.
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Post by Adrien Simard on Oct 22, 2012 12:13:53 GMT -5
"Natsumi," he said, nodding, "Ok. It's simple. I'll brief you as we go as to what needs doing at each moment, but our ultimate goal is to get into the back room and slip this," he produced a flashdrive, "into the main computer. They have mob affiliations. We're supposed to get the data and get out."
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Post by Natsumi Matsubara on Oct 22, 2012 12:15:47 GMT -5
"Simple enough. I'll follow your lead on this one." She said simply, nodding to him.
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Post by Adrien Simard on Oct 22, 2012 12:16:44 GMT -5
He nodded, "Come on," he said, leading her outside and to the car awaiting them. They had someone to drive them to the location and who would also pick them up later.
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Post by Natsumi Matsubara on Oct 22, 2012 12:18:21 GMT -5
She remained silent, but followed him to the car, taking in her surroundings, while not having much to say.
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Post by Adrien Simard on Oct 22, 2012 12:19:07 GMT -5
When they arrived he turned to her, "You'll go in the front. I'll be off to the side setting something up. I'll be able to monitor you."
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Post by Natsumi Matsubara on Oct 22, 2012 12:20:09 GMT -5
Natsumi had expected something like this. "Right. Is there anyone in particular I should watch out for, or stay away from?"
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Post by Adrien Simard on Oct 22, 2012 12:20:56 GMT -5
"We weren't given much insight," he told her, "Just be careful." He opened his door and got out.
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Post by Natsumi Matsubara on Oct 22, 2012 12:26:20 GMT -5
Natsumi sighed and got out, heading for the door of the nightclub. Her steps were slow and deliberate as she looked around, having the appropriate wide-eyed expression for this. Though she'd seen the outside of a nightclub or two before.
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Post by Adrien Simard on Oct 22, 2012 12:29:16 GMT -5
Adrien got onto a fire escape where he could be in view of the door. He began to work on a device he had been given, affixing it to the wall for now and working on it.
As the people were being waved through, it got to Natsumi. He touched his earpiece, "That man," he said, looking at his PDA, getting an identification, "Kill him."
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Post by Natsumi Matsubara on Oct 22, 2012 12:32:30 GMT -5
She paused for a moment, looking down and smoothing something out as she whispered, "Is he one of them?"
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Post by Adrien Simard on Oct 22, 2012 12:33:25 GMT -5
"We're told to eliminate him," he told her.
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Post by Natsumi Matsubara on Oct 22, 2012 12:37:39 GMT -5
"I don't like it." Natsumi whispered back, her low tone plainly one of being uncomfortable as she quietly pushed a button on her Brace, walking to where she was parallel with the building. Then she shot out the grappling cable from the brace, the point of it hitting him in the back of the head and knocking him out. Then she grappled his body and pulled it out of view.
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