ooc: (Yush.. i am so upset over my daughter.. the line between my feelings and my covert operatons has become skewed.. so.. i am the baddie.. in some people's eyes.. depends on which side of the double agent game you are standing on..)
".... sombody tipped them off.." .. muttering to myself..
* tail swishing angrilly..
-- in my mind.. i relax deeply as the cab motors onward to the dock.. slowly deconstructing a sniper rifle apart piece by piece and back together in the confines of my head.. --
......Aaaahhhh.... --the soothing shine of black gun metal,.. even the thought of it relaxes me.. --
-- without me knowing.. a magnetic piece of metal.. a very cleverly hidden bug.. was sitting in the corner of the payphone, my arm brushing by it put my cufflinks close enough for it to stick to it..
.. .. .. * motor puttering.. up steep hills and down as we travel across town..
-- more declining hills now.. heading down towards the water..
As we pull up to the water.. i spy the boat the houses my operations..
ooc: BTW,.. in this RP i'm a midnight grey wolf.. who likes to wear dark stripes and a black hat..
Next.. coming up soon.. will his secret operations base be infiltrated by agents..? Stay tuned..