Patrol: Kade, Brock, Aric

Kade Breed‎MBP Compound and SL Page - Read Only

June 28

*The sounds of footsteps echoed down the coridor as he walked shoulder to shoulder with his patrol partner Brock on their way to the quarters of Aric Chase. Rapping loudly on the door, they waited till it popped open before pushing their way in and rattling off the latest line of commands* Shake a leg, Kid, words come down the chute from the big man himself. Get your shit together and B will fill ya in on the details, but we gotta go NOW.

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  Brock Breed *Heading down to the garage, pulling on the heavy UV protective gear, I start to fill Aric in on the details of the mission.* Champ, we need to question a business owner about a suspicious shipment. He's human. We need to know exactly what it is, and who it came from. We can't do it because he already knows who we are. The mission is too important to risk. We'll be in touch with you via radio while you're inside.

  
  
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  Aric Chase *He grins and puts on his sunglasses while they Don their gear. One of his perks the lab bred into his mother that was passed down to him and Carys. Even though they were Breed, they could walk in the sunlight without being burned. He often did day missions for Lucan.* Sure Brock* They jump in the specially designed van Lucan ordered and head into the city*

  
  
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  Kade Breed *Pushing mach 5 on their way out of the garage, he kept a keen eye through his UV shield, grateful for it's protection. Even through the specialized window tinting of the van, the power of the sun could pack quite a punch. Maneuvering the pimped out shaggin wagon around a corner and down a side street, he slowed the vehicle to a a roll before coming to a complete stop in front of the most dilapidated storefront on the street. Nodding out the window at the sketch-ass set up, he flashed a fang tipped grin at Champ* There she is, Kid. Peco's Porn Hut. Don't get too excited while you're in there, we gotta keep up appearances and a wandering honor ends well for no one.

  
  
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  Brock Breed *As Aric gets out of the van at Peco's, I speak to him through the radio transmitter we are all wearing.* Remember, we've dealt with this asswipe before. The porn shop is a front. The guy we need is behind the counter. He's not going to want to answer your questions, and will be a little bitch about it since you don't have a badge to show him. Try to get him to give you the info we're after. Who ordered this shipment and why. Good luck man. We'll be waiting.

  
  
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  Aric Chase *He climbs out of the van shaking his head and mumbling*No wonder the two of you know the guy, a damn porn shop. Oh hell. Alright, let's do this and get me the hell out of your shop, the less I know about that aspect of your lives the better.*He puts on his game face and enters. He wanders the shop for a while getting a good look around. A bored looking, lanky, coke bottle glasses wearing human sat behind the counter. Walking over to him, Aric clears his throat to get the clerks attention* Hey man, are y'all hiring? I bet it's some crazy fun workin' in a place like this. Is the manager around? Maybe I could talk with him directly. *He looks around the store again while the clerk hunts up the manager. They both come back and he introduces himself* Hey, how are you? My name is Aric. Nice to meet you.* They chat for a few minutes before moving off to the guys office. This is what he was hoping for. Privacy so he can question the manager. The door closes behind them and they sit. He hits the manager with the first few questions quickly* So, where do you order your product from? Do you place special orders for clients? You know, I am just trying to get a feel for whether I could be comfortable here or not.* the manager was smart though, he wasn't giving out any information. In fact the asshat was so noncommittal Aric was about to strangle the dude. Finally giving up all pretenses, he decided to be blunt* Listen dude, trust me when I say it is in your best interest to answer me honestly. Seriously.

  
  
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  Kade Breed *Muting his comm to prevent Champ from hearing his laughter while he talked to Brock* Dude, he's in the back room. *chuckles* You'll never hear the end of it from Tavia if that boy finds himself on the wrong side of stranger danger. *Turning his comm back on as he heard Champ start to question the guy* Come on, Kid, turn up the heat and get that info. Lucan expects results and he expects them in a timely manner. Whatever you do, DON'T get your ass caught.

  
  
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  Brock Breed *Before turning off the mute on my comm, I answer Kade.* Yeah, I prefer not to deal with Tavia. Gen One Mama Bear. *turning my comm back on* Champ, no matter what, you better come out with something we can take back to the Bossman. I don't want to show up back at the compound empty handed. Push harder.

  
  
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  Aric Chase *receiving his orders via the earpiece, he throws more questions out. This guy was not saying a word though. By the looks of him, someone paid this man well for his silence. Lucan had insisted that my Breed abilities be kept tightly locked up on day time assignments as much as possible, so picking the stubborn manager up and throwing him through a wall was out of the question also. He wasn't talking though. Name, rank, and serial number was about all Aric was getting out of him. With a snarl, Aric turns and throws open the door, exiting the office quickly before he killed the stupid human. Heading down the hall he spots a couple of shipping boxes against a wall. He shrugged and figured "hey, I didn't get anything out of the asshat in there but maybe we will find something in these..." Grabbing a box he runs through the store screaming into his mic *Go. Go. Go.* He is passing through the front door as he hears the tires screetch, Kade was leaving, with or without him. Turning on just a little of his Breed ability he throws the box into the back seat and jumps in the door Brock was holding open for him.*Thanks man. Here, presents.*With a smirk he tosses the box into Brocks lap as Kade heads for the compound.*

  
  
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  Kade Breed *Slamming his foot on the gas pedal as he burnt tire out of the parking lot, he and Brock were both roaring in a fit of laughter as Aric sat there in the back seat breathing hard at the frustrations provided by the clueless Peco on the whereabout of his shipment originations. Glancing in the rearview mirror and seeing the stolen box bouncing on the seat beside Champ, he pulled the van over and lifted his UV shield.* You done good, Kid. *Nodding towards the box* Now lets see what you managed to plunder you little porn pirate. *Erupting with laughter all over again as Champ tears open the box to find himself surrounded by a backseat full of glow-in-the-dark Pecker Pops*

  
  
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  Brock Breed You can give these to the Bossman Champ. *laughing*