Under a War Torn Sky

[Mr.Mustard]

Sean climbed the building, clutching the sack full of TNT close to his body.
*Hmm... That bomb shoulda gone off by now... What's the hold up?* He thought. The wick was long, but not long enough to cause this kind of delay. He sat on the molding, looking towards the fueling station that he had rigged to explode. He was setting to head back, when the fiery puff on an explosion ripped the night. Sean smiled, and turned toward the street. He started towards his favorite bar. 

[serpington]

marco ran from truck to truck, sliding under each one and planting a small charge next to the fuel tank before moving off to the next truck in the lot. he quickly ran back to his safe observation station and armed each of the indevidule detinators aswell as a spare one he had set up for a 'small' suprise. moments later he saw the explosion off the fuel depot and knew the nazi's in this outpost would go to investigate while others put out the resulting fires. a mere second later the 5 trucks were off, he hit the detinators in sequence putting a small hole in  each trucks gas tank leaving a trail of fuel next to some oil drums. "now for the grand finaly." he hit the last detinator causing the barrels to explode in a ball of fire which travveled in half a second all the way to each truck causing the line to explode from back to front. "perfecto." he sighed running back to the bar he agreed to meet one of the others in.

[Grace.E]

Charlotte a.k.a charlie wiped down the tables, picking up empty, dirty beer classes, hiding her eyes under her hat. Happy hour will begin, soldiers will come and harass her (even though she is disguised as a boy) as a girly boy. Mentally prepare yourself again Charlie...just...be careful

[Mr.Mustard]

Sean walked into the bar.
"Hello, Charlie. I'll take a whiskey, if ya please."
 He sat at one of the tables, kicking his feat up and visualizing Paris before the war. Soon, Marco would be here and they could celebrate their minor victory. As he sat and drank, a tall, slender Nazi guard walked up to him.
"You! This is my favorite seat. You will leave now, before I decide to get... nasty."
"Yeah, I'll get up when I finish me drink."
"You'll get up NOW!" The guard yelled, slamming a fist on the table.
"When I say I want to finish me drink..." Sean said, calm and collected. He stood, turned towards the Jackboot, and punched him in the face, knocking him out cold.
"I'm gonna finish me drink." he finished. He walked to the counter, reaching into his pocket. He handed the bartender a 20 franc note.
"Sorry about the trouble, if they start harassin' ya about him, tell 'em to find me."
He left the bar, climbing to the rooftops that he thought of as home.

[Grace.E]

Charlie poured the whiskey and slid it down to him, resting in his out stretched palm, then slid down the bottle. "be more careful moron" she said, her husky voice hid the fact that she was a woman. tossing her cap, her black as night hair was messy and not well trimmed, but young girls saw her and began to flirt with their eyes.

"hey! kid, whats the strongest you got" Charlie hid a smile, pouring a small glass of Absinthe, and placing it in front of the Nazi. "do you have the guts for this stuff?" she smelled it "75% alcohol...with water and a cube of sugar...its some strong stuff" the Nazi gave him a challenging look as he picked it up, slightly toasted Charlie and chugged it, Charlie winced as he did that, the Nazi set it down smiled...then his reaction began to change, he paled, his eyes wide and then he began to cough "it burns!" he shouted, Charlie moved away.

[Haxor]

John walked into the bar gripping a small satchel and immedialty noticed a Nazi who seemed to be choking. John walked over to the bartender and calmly and quietly as he could asked the bartender there "What did you do to this one Charlie?"

[serpington]

max finaly made it to the bar and noticed sean on the roof. "what did you do this time?" he climbed up and looked back the way he came, at the billowing smoke from the fires. "so, everything go smoothly?" he asked turning his atention back to sean.

[Grace.E]

"Absinthe" charlie replied simply,  making their drinks " the hallucinogenic one" she gave them their drinks and stretched, one of the girls who were flirting with her finally came up and sat down in between the men. she was a beautiful white cat  girl, wearing a blue dress, but she didn't take heed in flirting back, after all, she was a female herself.
"hey...whats your name?" she asked softly , Charlie really wanted to laugh at her failed attempt at seducing her.
"Charlie" she replied
she giggled hysterically "your sooo adorable" she slurred then hiccuped, Charlie knew she was drunk...Nazi gave her drinks.
 

[Mr.Mustard]

Sean dashed across the rooftops, heading to his old hideout. The rooftops were safe, were home. He slowed, and stopped, looking to the street.
*Two Nazis... Harassing a little ol' lady...*
He ran to the side, descending the small tower he was perched on. He walked to the offending Jackboots, bulling a small billy club from his satchel.
"Hey, arseholes! Why don't ya pick on someone yer own size?"
He grabbed one of the Nazis by the neck, slapping him across the head, before spinning and smashing the other in the gut with the club. He turned back to see that the first was reaching for his gun. Sean swatted his hand away, pulling the small Luger from it's holster and throwing it down a sewer pipe.
"Now, go home an' tell ya daddy that Sean Devlin made a fool of ya. Next time I see one of ya harassin a innocent person, I won't be so nice."
Sean let go of the Nazi, and ran into an ally. He looked bask as he was scaling the building, to the first Nazi helping the second to his feet. He left, heading to the catacombs that he called home.

[Blaiiine]

Alain sat above the rest, in the blown out roof of an old bakery. He held his Kar-98k in his arms, looking through the scope and watched. He set his rifle down and checked the old ladder on the other side. Going back, he crouched down and gathered his gear into a single duffel bag. "This...stuff is getting to damned heavy.." He said to himself before going down the ladder. Hearing a crack, he looked down and noticed his footing felling apart. He slid down as the ladder broke apart. "Well, that was convenient." He said again, groaning.

[serpington]

max sighed as sean dashed off ignoring him. "yea, nice chat...." he jumped down and walked inside. the first two things he noticed was the two soldiers trying to wake their friend, another three trying to restrain their hallucinogenic comander and a woman flirting with charlie. he walked over dodging the comotion and sat a few seats away from charlie and the woman waiting patiently for the bartender to finish her game.

[Haxor]

John chuckled to himself before speaking again "Hey did I happen to miss Sean already? Also can I get something to drink, but on the lighter side?" After finishing his request with Charlie, John turned to see Max sitting down at the bar. "Hey Max, what's new?" He asked.

[Mr.Mustard]

Sean pulled the cover off the small manhole. The catacombs were a bit creepy, he wasn't afraid to admit that, but the Nazis never thought to search down here. He thought back, wondering if the man in the street who had yelled at him was Max. He sat back, and waited for the others.

[serpington]

"nothin i can mention here, to many....punching bags." max joked turning around to face john. "just got back from a fun run, sean took the other route though and headed home already." he sighed the last part watching the nazi's still trying to restore order when another one ran in and yelled something in german. all but four of them left leaving only the unconsious soldier, the one trying to wake him, and the one now acusing the only soldier trying to restrain him of being a giant fruit fly that was trying to eat him whole. "wonder how long till he trys shooting his ally?"

[Grace.E]

Charlie passed John a beer, "here ya go"