The Ultimate Organization II

Vecked pushed Nulix forward, "The UO member. You wanted him."

 

Scourge scoffed. "Don't patronize me. I know what you're really here for. So just get it over with. I don't have all day."

 

OOC: Now you show up. Lexx and Abigail are in the city somewhere. And Ravakov wants his package delivered...


BIC: Ravakov waited at the spot where his packages were arriving.

 

"I bet you do... But I think I'll surprise even you..." Vecked said, "Now... Scourge... let's get down to business... I... need you dead, you figured that out already, haven't you?"

 

Scourge eyed Vecked. "..................."

 

OOC: Really, Vecked...?

BIC: Ravakov continued to wait....

 

Vecked smiled, "Yeah, yeah. Well, if you aren't informed enough to know that then I think you need to re-org, but that is neither here nor there. Now... I've got many, many, many plans... I don't think you know any of them."

Vecked walked forward, "So... Scoure, please, tell me, what are your goals?"

OOC: I'll get to you in a moment Pirate with Ravakov, and yes... this post is going somewhere...

 

OOC: Gotcha.

BIC: Xane sat down for a moment to rest with the citizens of dark Midgar and drink himself some goddamn tea.

 

OOC: .......And he's gone....

BIC: The Gummi Ship landed in Midgar...

 

Ravakov approached it with anticipation. They were here. He'd even temporarily forgotten about his escapees, though he knew where they were.

 

The gummi doors opened and Hojan walked out in a brown suit, hair dyed brown, eyes wearing brown contacts. "Eyo Capin'," Hojan said, "I'm Meray, and this is my partner, Nancy," Hojan said, as Alyt came out, wearing an extremely similar disguise as Hojan...

 

Ravakov raise his eyebrow a bit, before responding, "Yes, yes. My weapons, please."

 

Meray shook his head, "Not till' you give us the money."

 

"I payed in advance," Ravakov sneered, his smile fading.

 

"You... payed Acteon in advance, not the crew..." Meray said slowly, as the group of hired help walked out of the Gummi Ship, "And... not to mention our... uh, hefty delivery fee's..."

"We... need about, six-thousand..." Nancy said, cutting to the chase, "Sora System munny..."

 

Ravakov had to hold in his impulse to unleash a violent fit of rage and asked, "I'll pay you four thousand Sora System munny. No more. No less. You'll then give me the veapons with the added bonus of keeping your pitiful lives. And please... No tricks."

 

The Gummi Ship trunk door was pushed closed by the crew members. "I don't think you know what kinda game we play here," Meray said slowly, "This trip is worth way more then six-thousand my friend, when you travel through a war zone with illegal goods its real hard not to get caught. But hey, fairs fair, five-thousand... five-hundred, pure, S.S., munny... or you could walk home without any weapons today, Mr... uh..."

 

"Ravakov," Ravakov answered. "I'll pay you, but you'll have to show me the veapons first. I'd at least like to see if they are the real deal."

 

"Show him his weapons," Nancy said to the workers.

"Now this here is the three inch blaster," Meray said, as a worker handed him a small gun. "This thing shoots lasers." Meray said, "As effective as a bullet, yeah, but in battle this baby has unlimited ammo. Just charge it in the wall the night before..."

Meray then grabbed a large sniper rifle, "This is the real gem. Auto aiming, auto firing, custom made by us. Only found on the latest U.P.A. space programs, you should of seen what we had to do to get this baby..."

Meray pulled out the final weapon, "This thing is a god... the ammo for this baby is easily two-thousand for one bullet... but this thing can blow city's apart. Be sure to use it at the right time, though, you wouldn't want to blow... the wrong things sky high."

Meray smiled, "We couldn't get the X-J9, but hey... that's why you ain't being charged full price, right?"

 

"Thank you," Ravakov smiled intently. "He pulled out a large bag filled with gold coins. Worth more than any Sora System Money. Tossing "Meray" the bag, Ravakov proceeded to gather the weapons and place them in another bag. As he did, he did something...unexpected with each weapon. He took out the U.P.A standard Laser core.

Without the laser core, the weapons wouldn't work half as well. Even worse, the Laser Core was possibly even deadlier than the completed Death Drum, if handled improperly. And Ravakov just pulled it right fro the weapons in an almost carefree way.

Meray had to wonder what the hell Ravakov was doing...