Jet Black Chronicles: The Last Hit
Posted: Nov 16 2011, 07:24 PM Forum Private Garden View full topic
Jay continued to play loudly. He was aware of a feeling that something was wrong.

Jet Black Chronicles: The Last Hit
Posted: Nov 16 2011, 06:56 PM Forum Private Garden View full topic
The roof held various motion trackers, which activated hidden dart guns, except on the path Jay used to clean the sky light, which led straight into the living room, where he now played piano.

Welcome To Death, Mr. Schultz
Posted: Nov 13 2011, 02:54 PM Forum Private Garden View full topic
"Prove youre not vith him!"

Jet Black Chronicles: The Last Hit
Posted: Nov 13 2011, 02:52 PM Forum Private Garden View full topic
Jay continued to play loudly and the music filled his house. He had decided he would take one more job, then retire. He'd teach piano and mountain climbing, raise a family, enjoy life. Hell, he was 25 and already had more money than he needed

Jet Black Chronicles: The Last Hit
Posted: Nov 7 2011, 07:44 PM Forum Private Garden View full topic
The door held state of the art locks. 4 dead bolts, 3 standard, all made of titanium and pick proof. All the windows had been replaced with one and a quarter inch thick bullet resistant glass. The walls were reenforced by half inch thick titanium plates and cement and rebar, inside the walls. I had even used "singing floor boards". An old Hibachi secret that Samuraii utilyzed centuries ago. Basically, the boards were imperceptably warped to produce different whistles at different notes and pitches.

Jet Black Chronicles: The Last Hit
Posted: Nov 7 2011, 03:52 PM Forum Private Garden View full topic
Jay seated himself at the dinner table and said grace before digging into steamed salmon over a rice pilaf and fresh steamed vegetables and a nice, perfectly aged white wine. After he finished his dinner, he sat at his grand piano. It was 150 years old, and still held its elegance. He had found it in a thrift store in Mobotropolis and had it restored, but not refurbished, for it would lose its history. He played a gentle scale then delved into Jupiter's Waltz

Jet Black Chronicles: The Last Hit
Posted: Nov 7 2011, 02:49 PM Forum Private Garden View full topic
Jay looked down. He had been climbing the 50 foot frozen water fall that was behind his chetau. He sat at the top and looked outward on the land he owned: 25 square miles. He sighed. Maybe it was time to retire, find a nice girl, maybe even raise a family. He could even start a mountain climbing class. He smiled at the thought of a simple, humble life and started climbing down

Jet Black Chronicles: The Last Hit
Posted: Nov 6 2011, 05:39 PM Forum Private Garden View full topic
Jay hailed a cab and rode to the airport. He hummed softly as he rode. Once there, he boarded a flight to Pragueopolis Zone, then to Genevaria. Once he was there, he got on a bus and road for three hours to a small town, called Leider Hoosen; there he walked to a store and bought a rather beautiful fresh salmon, eggs, vegies, all from local area. He looked like all the other locals who lived in the sleepy little village. He walked north till he came to a cheatau surrounded by trees "Home at last"

Welcome To Death, Mr. Schultz
Posted: Nov 6 2011, 05:28 PM Forum Private Garden View full topic
"He could have more zhen one helper..."

Welcome To Death, Mr. Schultz
Posted: Nov 3 2011, 01:13 PM Forum Private Garden View full topic
I acted insulted, then suspicious. "How do I know you arent zhe spy's kommerade!?"

Jet Black Chronicles: The Last Hit
Posted: Nov 3 2011, 12:27 PM Forum Private Garden View full topic
"I'd love too, mate, but I'm on a strict schedule. Mayhaps later." I triggered the hidden tranq gun in my watch. The darts held a powerful sedative that would drop an elephant in two seconds flat. Two darts were fired.

Welcome To Death, Mr. Schultz
Posted: Nov 2 2011, 11:53 AM Forum Private Garden View full topic
"I vas coming back here vhen I heard gun shots. He ist here! In zhe compound!"

Jet Black Chronicles: The Last Hit
Posted: Nov 2 2011, 11:43 AM Forum Private Garden View full topic
"The body has to be found, only a bloody coward would hide it. Also, my blade is coated with a special silicone solution. It keeps blood from actually getting on the blade, like wax on a surfboard. The same solution also prevents fingerprints. But youre not interested in trade secrets, are you?"

Jet Black Chronicles: The Last Hit
Posted: Nov 2 2011, 11:22 AM Forum Private Garden View full topic
"Not as sloppy as you think, mate. I let you shadow me. Did you honestly believe a black suit would fool me?" He turned, his bright gold eyes locking onto the dog "Now tell me, why are you following me? Your not a cop, or you'd've stopped me from fulfilling my hit." He drew a silenced 5.57 pistol from a hidden holster "And please, talk fast afore I miss my flight."

Jet Black Chronicles: The Last Hit
Posted: Nov 2 2011, 08:26 AM Forum Private Garden View full topic
Jay wiped the blood off the blade on his target's shirt, then headed back to the street. He headed up the street, then crossed it, turned and went back, but across the street. He looked like a normal, confused tourist, turning in circles, doubling back, and even window shopping, but it was all a ruse. It was his system for countersurvailance to make sure he wasnt being followed.

Jet Black Chronicles: The Last Hit
Posted: Nov 2 2011, 07:52 AM Forum Private Garden View full topic
Jay shadowed his target down an alley. He smiled, it always ended like this. He made a few "slip ups" while shadowing a target, the target would enevitably turn down a dark alley. The darkness of a moonless night, coupled with the darkness of his fur, allowed him to get right behind the target, like right now. He pulled a black, powder coated, non-reflective, ceramic knife from the sheath just beneath the fur of his tail. He expertly closed in and drew the blade across the target's throat.

Welcome To Death, Mr. Schultz
Posted: Nov 1 2011, 02:49 PM Forum Private Garden View full topic
I walked back to the main room. "SOUND ZHE ALARM!!!! SOMEONE IST KILLING OUR MEN!!!"