Chapter 4 - Section I - New Plans.
The drop ship quickly made it's way back to the docks, landing in the same dock bay it had departed from. As soon as the door opened, two men quickly went into the dropship, grabbing Jaqueline from the bench, and taking her into another, smaller transport ship. Larry slowly got out of the dropship, obviously fatigued from the two missions, his head pounding from all the work. John went up next to him, and smiled. "Well, you can rest now. Good work again, Larry. See you later." John said, as he quickly made a fast pace up to the main room. Larry slinked to his quarters, seeing Faye sitting down at his desk, she looked over to him, since he opened the door. "Hey, welcome back. You look pooped. Have fun?" Faye said, standing up, adjusting her shirt a little bit. He looked up to her, shaking his head, crawling over to his own bed, he laid there, sighing. "No, no fun at all.." He said, curling up a little bit. Faye smirked, walking over to him. "Well, at least you're not dead. From what I see, it must've been a really hard 'mission,' or whatever you call it." Faye said, leaning over him. He looked up at her again, a tired and annoyed look in his eyes. Faye, taking the hint, backed off, going into her own room. He had been asleep for about an hour, before the receiver beeped, a transmission coming in. "Larry," John's voice could be heard, "It seems they aren't taking in our agreement. They haven't paid us yet, and already they are beginning to take off." Larry groaned, standing up, shaking his head. "I want you to get your ass down there ASAP, you got it? And give them a hint of advice for trying to double-cross us." John said, before the transmission cut out.
Chapter 4 - Section II - Idiotic Manuever.
He got up, quickly waking himself up, he grabbed the shotgun from the top of his desk, grabbing a load of shells and setting them in his pockets, quickly loading the shotgun full of ammo as he ran to the dock area again. Faye called out at him from the door, but he clearly wasn't listening, a frown on his face, not believing that someone would actually try to not pay them. He opened up the dock bay door, seeing a few guards of the men around the tranport ship, he quickly pointed the shotgun at them, walking up to them. "You obviously don't know who you're dealing with, kid." One of the guards said, raising up his hands. "No, I'm afraid it's the other way around." He pulled out one of his pistols, aiming it at the guards foot, he shot, implanting a hole in his foot. The guard fell, screaming, as the other tried to reach for his weapon, Larry quickly pointed the shotgun at the guard, firing it, the guard flew backward, a hole in his stomach could be seen as he dropped limp to the ground. A few people came out of the transport, looking in fear as Larry quickly pumped out the empty casing, and loading in a new one, pointing it at them. "I suggest that you give us our money, friend, before something even worse happens." Larry said, walking up to one of the men. The men looked at eachother, before they raced to the transport, trying to close the doors. He quickly made his way in, blasting another one of the gaurds that was aboard the transport. The girl was tied up, ontop of a box, still very much unconcious. He pumped the shotgun again, looking around. "Anyone else want to try and be a hero?" Larry said, narrowing his eyes on the women. "We don't have the money! It's just fake paper! We swear!" One of the men said, cowering away. "Well then.." Larry replied, grabbing Jaqueline, once again throwing her over his shoulder, "I'll just take her until we see it." "No! Please, if we go back empty handed, we'll all be killed!" Another man shouted out at him, his voice high pitched with fear. "I'll be sure that you won't." Larry said as he pulled out another explosive compound out of his pocket, he set the timer, opening the door, he threw it in there, quickly closing it. He ran to the transmitter, quickly getting John on screen. "John, quick!" Larry said, his eyes wide, "Discharge that transport, and let's get the hell out of here!" John nodded, leaning over and pressing a few buttons, the bay discharged out the transport, and they quickly blasted off out of reach, he watched out the window as the transport exploded, bursting into multiple pieces. "Larry!" John announced, still on the transmitter, his eyes burning with fury, "WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO THAT FOR!?" Larry looked at him, smiling, shrugging. "They didn't have our money, and they said they'd be killed if they went home empty handed." Larry said, the smile turning to a smirk. John nearly fell over, now burning with rage more than ever. "YOU IDIOT! I said to do some negotiations, not blow them to hell!" John said, his face calmed, as well as darkened, "Those men were part of a terrorist organization!" Larry got a blank look on his face, blinking as he got a bit confused. "So..?" He said, as he adjusted the girl on his shoulder. John winced, "So, in a little while I'm SURE that we'll have at least TEN SHIPS ON OUR TAIL, WANTING THE GIRL!" Larry flinched at that, holding his head. "Oh boy, not another one..." He said, ending the transmission, he slowly made his way back to his quarters, the girl still over his shoulder.
The drop ship quickly made it's way back to the docks, landing in the same dock bay it had departed from. As soon as the door opened, two men quickly went into the dropship, grabbing Jaqueline from the bench, and taking her into another, smaller transport ship. Larry slowly got out of the dropship, obviously fatigued from the two missions, his head pounding from all the work. John went up next to him, and smiled. "Well, you can rest now. Good work again, Larry. See you later." John said, as he quickly made a fast pace up to the main room. Larry slinked to his quarters, seeing Faye sitting down at his desk, she looked over to him, since he opened the door. "Hey, welcome back. You look pooped. Have fun?" Faye said, standing up, adjusting her shirt a little bit. He looked up to her, shaking his head, crawling over to his own bed, he laid there, sighing. "No, no fun at all.." He said, curling up a little bit. Faye smirked, walking over to him. "Well, at least you're not dead. From what I see, it must've been a really hard 'mission,' or whatever you call it." Faye said, leaning over him. He looked up at her again, a tired and annoyed look in his eyes. Faye, taking the hint, backed off, going into her own room. He had been asleep for about an hour, before the receiver beeped, a transmission coming in. "Larry," John's voice could be heard, "It seems they aren't taking in our agreement. They haven't paid us yet, and already they are beginning to take off." Larry groaned, standing up, shaking his head. "I want you to get your ass down there ASAP, you got it? And give them a hint of advice for trying to double-cross us." John said, before the transmission cut out.
Chapter 4 - Section II - Idiotic Manuever.
He got up, quickly waking himself up, he grabbed the shotgun from the top of his desk, grabbing a load of shells and setting them in his pockets, quickly loading the shotgun full of ammo as he ran to the dock area again. Faye called out at him from the door, but he clearly wasn't listening, a frown on his face, not believing that someone would actually try to not pay them. He opened up the dock bay door, seeing a few guards of the men around the tranport ship, he quickly pointed the shotgun at them, walking up to them. "You obviously don't know who you're dealing with, kid." One of the guards said, raising up his hands. "No, I'm afraid it's the other way around." He pulled out one of his pistols, aiming it at the guards foot, he shot, implanting a hole in his foot. The guard fell, screaming, as the other tried to reach for his weapon, Larry quickly pointed the shotgun at the guard, firing it, the guard flew backward, a hole in his stomach could be seen as he dropped limp to the ground. A few people came out of the transport, looking in fear as Larry quickly pumped out the empty casing, and loading in a new one, pointing it at them. "I suggest that you give us our money, friend, before something even worse happens." Larry said, walking up to one of the men. The men looked at eachother, before they raced to the transport, trying to close the doors. He quickly made his way in, blasting another one of the gaurds that was aboard the transport. The girl was tied up, ontop of a box, still very much unconcious. He pumped the shotgun again, looking around. "Anyone else want to try and be a hero?" Larry said, narrowing his eyes on the women. "We don't have the money! It's just fake paper! We swear!" One of the men said, cowering away. "Well then.." Larry replied, grabbing Jaqueline, once again throwing her over his shoulder, "I'll just take her until we see it." "No! Please, if we go back empty handed, we'll all be killed!" Another man shouted out at him, his voice high pitched with fear. "I'll be sure that you won't." Larry said as he pulled out another explosive compound out of his pocket, he set the timer, opening the door, he threw it in there, quickly closing it. He ran to the transmitter, quickly getting John on screen. "John, quick!" Larry said, his eyes wide, "Discharge that transport, and let's get the hell out of here!" John nodded, leaning over and pressing a few buttons, the bay discharged out the transport, and they quickly blasted off out of reach, he watched out the window as the transport exploded, bursting into multiple pieces. "Larry!" John announced, still on the transmitter, his eyes burning with fury, "WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO THAT FOR!?" Larry looked at him, smiling, shrugging. "They didn't have our money, and they said they'd be killed if they went home empty handed." Larry said, the smile turning to a smirk. John nearly fell over, now burning with rage more than ever. "YOU IDIOT! I said to do some negotiations, not blow them to hell!" John said, his face calmed, as well as darkened, "Those men were part of a terrorist organization!" Larry got a blank look on his face, blinking as he got a bit confused. "So..?" He said, as he adjusted the girl on his shoulder. John winced, "So, in a little while I'm SURE that we'll have at least TEN SHIPS ON OUR TAIL, WANTING THE GIRL!" Larry flinched at that, holding his head. "Oh boy, not another one..." He said, ending the transmission, he slowly made his way back to his quarters, the girl still over his shoulder.