Trust (MintxPunkjello)
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				Title: <strong>Trust (MintxPunkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mint</strong> on <strong>19-06-2009, 05:13:38</strong>
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				((Alright, title. Yeah. I just came up with something to start. Please help me pick a good one? I want something spy-rific, but I really cannot think of anything that sounds good. x.x And uh, actually, Im having Lee be 32. A good 10 years older than Nikolai. =3 ))<br><br>~Prologue: Best Friends Forever - 5 years earlier~<br><br>Lee, 27, walked through the halls of the castle in his black suit. He appeared a common servant to guests, but all who worked there knew that he was training to be a special and secretive part of the autocracy - a spy for the queen. It was one of the most honored jobs in the castle but also one of the most dangerous since fame came with death. Even as only a trainee, Lee had to be on guard for those who would try and murder him or capture him and force royal secrets from his lips, even if he didn't yet know many. <br><br>The brown haired main swept a pale hand through his messy locks and tried to look dignified as he stepped into the library. He looked around and once he was certain he was alone, he sauntered over to the bookshelf, pulled a specific book, and made his way through a secret door that opened through the fireplace. He was finally at the place where his real business was. Lee's ocean blue eyes looked over the proceedings of the most secret section of the castle. Men and women bustled about in black suits, carrying briefcases and paperwork. They were all certified spies except for Lee. <br><br>The man's gaze finally dropped to the floor as he hurried past his superiors to the room where he and the other trainees were going to gather for the day. This years graduation was upon them and a few of them deemed worthy by their teachers would be given one final assessment of their skills in the form of a mission. The others would all get a written and practical test of the material covered that year. Lee walked to the room and made his way to the back immediately. He was on the older side of the trainees, a fact which made him self-conscious. In fact, his best friend Nikolai was around 10 years younger than he was. "Hey." Lee whispered to his friend as he sat down and waited to hear if he would get a mission this year or have to take a test again. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Shadowed Corner (MintxPunkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>19-06-2009, 18:49:08</strong>
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				[That sounds good to me. xD And maybe something related to like... James Bond. D:&lt; Men with Golden Guns. Rofl.]<br><br>With this sort of life, danger was always lurking around the corner. There was no surefire way to tell if you were going to live or die the next day. You could be tortured into spilling information about the monarchy, be assassinated by the people that held so many grudges against his kind, or a multitude of things that could hinder one's life capacity quite quickly. Even through all those consequences, Nikolai knew that he had been born to do this. Sitting in the room with about twenty or so trainees, he was awaiting to see if he would be sent out on a mission to ensure their part in being a spy for the kingdom. Even if he was rejected, he would still be able to take the test next year. The young male looked quite stunning in his suit, though it looked a bit out of place on him as if there were no suits small enough for the slim-shouldered, slender figure of the young male.<br><br>Blonde hair was slightly messed up on top of his head, giving him a wilder look. Two long braids came down from the back of his head, swaying over the back of the black suit nicely. The ceremony would not start for another half hour or so, and luckily he was able to be graced with the presence of his best friend. It was usually common for people to hang out with others of their own age, but... unfortunately, Lee was the only person in this business that was that old. Deep golden eyes turned to focus on the man that settled beside him, a smirk spreading over his features. "Hopefully you'll get it this year, hm?" He questioned, voice heavy with a Russian accent. Small fingers curled together on his lap as he turned his attention to the people at the front of the room that were going to be announcing the people that woudl graduate from the training they had endured for so long.<br><br>Some of the training had been utter torture. Constant training to stay awake even in the coldest of temperatures, the ability to withstand torture, to hone one's body to become the best it could be... it was quiet shocking as to why Nikolai had not caved under the pressure. Some of the trainees had gone crazy trying to become this skilled, though he was lucky to have enough determination to go through with all this. "You're a bit late, aren't you?" He murmured gently to Lee, his delicate arms crossed over his chest, one leg crossed over the other and bobbing up and down slowly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Trust (MintxPunkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mint</strong> on <strong>19-06-2009, 20:08:09</strong>
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				((I changed it to trust. I'm not sure what you think, but I kind of think it fits in more with the theme of this rp. =]&nbsp; And it kind of sounds like something that could have spies? xD ))<br><br>Lee shrugged a bit as he shook out his chocolate brown hair. "I hope so. If too many more years pass, I doubt they'll keep me around. They probably prefer people in their twenties or late teens." Lee commented. Nikolai was only 17. He was one of the youngest ones there, which made it kind of funny that his best friend was Lee, the oldest one there. As the taller man spoke, his deep blue eyes looked Nikolai over. If anyone there was in the prime of their life, it was the Russian. He was on the young side, but he was very strong, both mentally and physically. Lee secretly admired him and his ability to endure the harsh training. <br><br>When the blonde spoke again, Lee realized he was staring and moved his gaze to the front of the room, folding his large hands in his lap. "Sorry. I know. I was anxious last night and stayed up too late. Then I slept through my alarm this morning." Lee whispered, however he quickly shut up as the man in charge of evaluating their training began to speak. The aging man at the podium went through a lengthy speech about their hard work and commitment before saying that even if they weren't given an exit mission, they would be welcome to continue their training and try again next year. Finally, the seasoned spy began to list the names of those who would be taking the mission. Nikolai was one of the first names read and Lee gave his friend a smile, while silently wishing that he would also pass. If he had to come back next year without Nikolai, he wasn't sure if he'd be able to handle it. <br><br>Since Lee's last name was near the very end of the alphabet, he had to wait to see if his name would be called. However, not too many people were called in for the final mission this year and soon enough the older man was at the W's. "Lee Weller." He finished before folding up the piece of paper with the names on it. <br><br>The brown-haired twenty seven year old stared at him a moment longer as he began to pass out tests to those who hadn't made it. "Are you serious?" Lee whispered to himself&nbsp; before turning and flashing Nikolai a grin. They would be doing their final mission together and then finally become spies!
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				Title: <strong>Re: Trust (MintxPunkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>19-06-2009, 23:14:51</strong>
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				[Yep. :D It's good.]<br><br>"Oh stop beating yourself up." He rolled his eyes. "You'll get it this year, Lee." He kept one leg crossed over the other, his fingers tapping lightly against his knee. "Well, that's a bad quality for a spy, Lee. Not being able to wake up with an alarm. You sure you're cut out for this?" He, of course, was just joking and it was evident as the smirk crossed his features. When the aged spy began to list out the names of the graduates, Nikolai was thankful that his last name started with a D. His arms were crossed over his chest and he couldn't help but grin as the man spoke up his name. He glanced over to Lee and gave him a thumbs up. The people that were named were already heading to their assigned spots to get their mission, but Nikolai was waiting patiently. He wanted to be here when--<br><br>His name had been called! His golden eyes sparkled and he turned to Lee, grinning and hugging him tightly with a soft laugh. "Congratulations!" Finally, the man wouldn't have to train constantly to become a spy anyymore. "C'mon!" He tugegd at his hand, quickly rising onto his feet and practically dragging his best friend toward the front where they would be hearing their mission. His best friend would be able to graduate with him, go on the missino with him, and they'd practically be partners!<br><br>Ah, how wrong this boy would be in the future...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Trust (MintxPunkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mint</strong> on <strong>22-06-2009, 02:58:27</strong>
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				Lee grinned in response to Nikolai's teasing. "I don't think it'll be an issue. I doubt most spies use alarms to wake up when they are in the field. It could alert the enemies." Lee pointed out with a smirk. Once both of their names were called, Lee jumped to his feet, excited to receive his mission. Hopefully he and Nikolai would be assigned the same one. Maybe they could even work together. The prospects thrilled the brown-haired trainee, and he gave Nikolai's arm a kind of half-hug as they made their way to the front. "Good job." He whispered to his blonde friend. "We did it!" <br><br>As Lee stood with Nikolai in front of the older spy to hear their mission, he realized that the man was staring at them oddly. Then he realized that he'd been holding Nikolai's hand and he released it, coughing softly and running a hand through his tousled hair. "Sir?" He asked. <br><br>The man cleared his throat and turned to a paper. "Yes, yes. Demetravich and Weller. I have to say, Demetravich, you are very talented. In fact, for your age you could almost be considered a... 'prodigy.' I'm not supposed to be telling you this, of course." The old man chuckled as he looked up at Nikolai. Lee maintained a stoic exterior, but he was glaring at the man on the inside. It was as if he could almost sense that this man had more interest in Nikolai than just his skills and Lee didn't like it. However, he didn't have much time to think about it or the fact that the man had no words of congratulations for him because the older spy continued right into their mission assignment. <br><br>"You two will be working together for this mission. One of our elite spies has gone missing in the cave system under the Swiss Alps. We believe this is where a headquarters of an evil faction resides. Your task is to find out if any organization is making use of the caves and to determine whether our man is alive or dead. Ms. Hinowitz is the one in charge of this sector, so she will brief you further. She's waiting in the conference room next to this one on the left." The old man concluded, nodding. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Trust (MintxPunkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>22-06-2009, 03:24:31</strong>
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				Nikolai didn't really give two shits whether or not this man liked him or not. With that grin that spoke of hidden intentions, Nikolai could very well tell that this head spy was more interested in him than his actual skills. A personal life was not worth it in this business. Nikolai had accepted that he would never get married or have children in this kind of life, for it was a dangerous one. A family was weakness and he couldn't risk having someone use that weakness against him. He sighed quietly and bowed his head in thanks to the man's compliments, listening intently afterward. "Yes sir. Thank you." He bowed his head and turned on his heel, heading out of the room and grinning from ear to ear as they exited.<br><br>"Woohoo! We did it!" He laughed, finally able to show that he was beyond excited. He grasped Lee's hands and grinned, swinging around and then hugging his neck tightly with a bright smile. "C'mon!" He squeezed his hand tighter, rushing off to find this Hinowitz woman. He was beyond excited since he had graduated already, plus he had never been to the Swiss Alps before. The idea of going somewhere new like this was delightful.<br><br>"Let's get briefed and then relax. We'll probably leave tomorrow." His voice had a tone of utter excitement in it as he looked around, trying to locate said woman.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Trust (MintxPunkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mint</strong> on <strong>22-06-2009, 03:41:25</strong>
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				Lee laughed when Nikolai finally unleashed his excitement and he squeezed the boy's thin body close when he was hugged. "I know! I can't believe it." He exclaimed, his face slightly red as he held Nikolai's hand tightly and ran off to find Hinowitz. As they entered the next room, Lee released Nikolai's hand and sat down in a chair with a relieved sigh. Yes, they still had to complete the mission to become official spies, but it seemed like the hard part was over and Lee could finally relax and enjoy himself a little. No more torture training! That would be the best part. Enduring torture was never one of Lee's strengths. <br><br>The woman, Arlia Hinowitz, was an elite spy around Lee's age. She sat in the chair at the head of the table with her arms folded in her lap as she looked over the pair. "I bet you two feel like you've already graduated, but I guarantee you this is not over yet. Your mission will not be easy. Nor will it be fun." She informed, standing up and staring at the pair. "This is a very important mission that you are both to take seriously, even if it is only information reconnaissance. The enemy here is extremely dangerous since they managed to kill or capture one of the other elite spies, one of our best. <br><br>"....Anyway, about the details of your mission." She said with a sigh, running a thin hand through her gray-streaked blond hair. "You will need to confirm that the rebel organization, Todeschlangen, or Death Snakes, is operating under the Swiss Alps. We would also like you to determine whether or not Agent Hundt is alive or dead. However, if he is alive, you are not to attempt rescue. Unskilled agents such as yourselves would never be able to succeed." She said with a shrug. It wasn't as though she meant anything personal but she did not believe newbies were up to such a task. "Are we clear on the mission details? A helicopter will take you to our camp a few miles away from the cave system entrance tomorrow morning. Until that time, you may look over the information in this folder. Memorize the photograph of Agent Hundt." Hinowitz told them before standing and stretching slightly. 
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				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>22-06-2009, 07:54:25</strong>
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				Nikolai honestly didn't mind the torture training. He was a boy who had a surprising amount of endurance and it was puzzling as to why he had so much experience with enduring pain. Perhaps something in his past or perhaps it was just natural. Either way, the boy excelled in anything he tried to do in this business and there was no question that he would be of the most elite spies in the world when he aged a bit more. As they made their way into the room where Hinowitz was, he did his best to put on an air of professionalism. He settled down and crossed one leg over the other, paying close attention to the briefing. <br><br>"Hopefully things will go swell." He grinned, looking over to Lee and winking. He didn't feel cocky, but he knew that a simple information job wouldn't be hard to do. THey would just have to keep out of sight, listen in on the organization, and make sure to see that the elite spy was alive. "Yes ma'am." He took hold of the photo and bowed to her lightly, a habit of his that showed respect to anyone he wished. He looked to Lee and nudged his side, grinning. "C'mon." They had plenty of time to study information and memorize the photo. He wanted to at least go celebrate with Lee for both of them graduating the training courses.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Trust (MintxPunkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mint</strong> on <strong>22-06-2009, 18:07:42</strong>
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				Lee nodded and glanced over at Nikolai, laughing when he saw him wink. "I think we'll do fine. How could I fail with the 'prodigy' as my partner?" Lee teased, grabbing Nikolai and ruffling his blond hair. He smiled then and took a hold of Nikolai's hand. "Where are we going?" He asked as he walked out of the room with his friend. "Maybe we could get dinner if you want to. I mean... um," Lee flushed slightly. "To go over the case, you know. And celebrate." He smiled then. Nikolai and he had eaten together plenty of times so he wasn't sure why he was so flustered now. <br><br>As the pair headed toward the exit of the complex, Lee watched all those they passed. Soon he would be working with them. He and Nikolai would still be the newbies, but they would no longer be inferior. They would be spies just like everyone else. "So, where would you like to eat?" He asked, blue eyes moving to his soon-to-be partner. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Trust (MintxPunkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>22-06-2009, 19:22:39</strong>
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				Most of the spies and trainees were well aware of Nikolai's startling capabilities when it came to being a spy. Enduring torture, being stealthy, using the correct fighting style at the right moment... it all came naturally to him and he wasn't sure why. At the question, he blinked and smirked lightly. "Awh. Lee's asking me out on a date?" He snickered, nudging his side with his elbow and then smiling as he hugged his arm lightly. "I'd love to go eat somewhere with you, Lee." He licked his lips. All that excitement had definitely made him hungry, after all.<br><br>"Hmm..." He rubbed his chin and nodded. "How about something spicy?" He questioned, looking up to him. "Spanish, perhaps?" He held onto his hand, grinning.
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				Post by: <strong>Mint</strong> on <strong>22-06-2009, 20:27:43</strong>
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				Lee laughed slightly and blushed, turning his head away. "Nnn... no, not a date." He mumbled, although he wasn't sure what he was even trying to say anymore. He was nearly thirty and knew he shouldn't be acting like some love-struck teenager; He should be in control of the situation. "Alright, let's just go to Lucinda's." Lee said, mentioning the name of one of the fancy Spanish restaurants in the area. "And I'll buy, so don't worry about that." Lee said, wrapping one arm around Nikolai's shoulders as he pushed open the secret bookcase and stepped into the royal library.<br><br>The taller man strode quickly through the castle with Nikolai to his car out back. Once there, he held open the passenger door for Nikolai with a smirk on his face. "For you, madame." Lee said with a fake French accent. 
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				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>23-06-2009, 00:32:10</strong>
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				It was amusing as to why no one else knew of this organization. The only thing that kept it off from the world was a simple wall, hidden through a secret bookcase. One would normally expect someone to accidentally tumble and throw the door open, but Nikolai wouldn't ask questions. He grinned as the arm slid around his shoulders. He pat his hand and squeezed his fingers, making his way toward the famed Spanish restaurant with his companion. Nikolai had made many acquaintances during his stay at the organization, but only Lee had managed to become a closer friend than any.<br><br>One benefit to their occupation was that they were supplied with decent cars. Upon arriving and seeing that the door was held open for him, he couldn't help but smirk. "Why thank you, monsieur." He near-purred and slipped into the passenger seat, buckling up quickly.
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				Post by: <strong>Mint</strong> on <strong>23-06-2009, 20:30:13</strong>
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				"Of course, my dear." Lee purred back with a slight smirk before making his way to the driver's side of the car and letting himself in. <br><br>The rest of the night passed relatively quickly - in fact, it passed too quickly for Lee who was enjoying every moment of it. He had a great time eating out with Nikolai and studying the mission specifics. Nikolai even stayed over at Lee's house that night. Finally, the next morning came and Lee quickly dressed in his suit, however he knew that he and Nikolai would be switching into stealth gear back at headquarters. <br><br>At the base, Agent Hinowitz met up with them again and gave them some stealth suits that would be quiet and wouldn't get in the way while also being warm because the conditions in the Swiss Alps would be frigid this time of year. "Alright now, remember your tasks and carry them out as quickly as possibly. Preferably, take only a couple of hours for his mission. If they still have Agent Hundt we will need to begin reconnaissance immediately." The woman said with a nod before getting into the helicopter with them. "Now, do you have any questions?" She asked as the pilot began to fly them to their drop-off location. 
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				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>24-06-2009, 06:01:40</strong>
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				When that next morning came, Nikolai had dressed in comfortable clothing since he knew that they would be dressing in stealth suits on their way to the drop-off location. Being a spy was quite the honor, but Nikolai had only one problem. The boy was quite afraid of heights. All that skill and he couldn't even look out the window to what was below. He smoothed back his hair and then checked to make sure his guns were secure. They may have been just on an information mission, but Nikolai was one to always be prepared. "I don't have any questions. We'll radio you once we have a positive or negative on Hundt." He bowed his head and bit his lip as the helicopter lowered slowly. He kept a firm grasp on Lee's hand, eyes closed tightly.<br><br>He had to be coaxed out of the helicopter, though he was soon on the ground and he looked back in to Hinowitz. He nodded and waved lightly before turning to Lee, sighing. "Let's head to our destination. It's a cliff not too far from here. PLenty close enough to see the entrance of the organization's headquarters."
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				Post by: <strong>Mint</strong> on <strong>24-06-2009, 22:24:39</strong>
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				Lee knew about Nikolai's fear and during the flight, he kept a tight hold on his hand. "Don't worry. We'll be there soon enough." He whispered to his friend. Once they were finally on the ground, he nodded to Nikolai and began to walk with him to the area where they would watch the caves. <br><br>However, before they got too far away, Hinowitz called out to them. "If you need to enter the cave systems, you have my permission, however be careful. We do not know anything about the layout or whether or not there are traps." She said before returning to the helicopter. "Radio me when you are ready to return." She told them, this time over the intercom. The copter then started up again and was soon disappearing into the horizon. <br><br>Lee turned back to Nikolai. "Guess it's just you and me now." He said with a smirk before he continued to walk toward the cliff they were to be positioned at. Hopefully it would be an easy mission and they could learn all they needed to from their position overlooking the cave's entrance. 
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				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>25-06-2009, 06:49:59</strong>
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				Being the Alps, the place was covered in snow and Nikolai swore that his feet sank into the snow about a foot with each step. He sighed quietly and furrowed his brows as he set up at the edge of the cliff, placing his bag down and gently laying down. The suit may have been warm and prevented hypothermia, but he could still feel the bite of the cold snow as he laid down. He fished briefly into his bag for the binoculars, bringing them out and glancing over to Lee with a quiet smile. "I feel so special now that we get to do missions like these." He had to take it seriously, though. Leaning down, he placed the binoculars to his eyes and looked toward the cave system with a frown.<br><br>"I don't see anything suspicious... two guards... both armed with assault rifles, it looks like." He murmured lightly. "Point of entry looks like a steel door. Pretty thick by the looks of it. Probably a keypad to open it up or maybe some kind of retinal scan?" He murmured. "Hopefully they'll bring him out so we can see if he's here or not, hm?" he glanced to Lee. "See anything?"
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				Post by: <strong>Mint</strong> on <strong>25-06-2009, 21:17:56</strong>
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				Lee couldn't help but agree with Nikolai as he laid in the snow next to him. "It's so beautiful here." he whispered softly as he stared at their surroundings for a moment. Majestic mountains circled them, each covered with pristine snow. The sky was blue and there was no clouds in it. If it wasn't for the two guards down by the entrance to the cave system, Lee could almost feel like he and Nikolai were the only two people in the entire world. It was so quiet and peaceful that Lee would almost have liked to live here himself. "Maybe we should take over the base. Then we could stay here." He said quietly to Nikolai before turning his attention back to the mission at hand. <br><br>"Yeah, those guard don't seem too suspicious. It's not like they are doing anything evil right now, at least. For all we know, they could just be some Russians wandered a little too far west. Do you think we should confirm that they are out to get us or do you think the information that someone is here at all will be good enough for Hinowitz?" Lee asked before examining the steel door. It certainly looked secure, but it was interesting that they would choose to secure the entrance so heavily since caves usually had many different entrances. "Do you think we should try and find another entrance and get in there?" He asked quietly. He doubted that they could bring Agent Hundt outside if they were holding onto him. 
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				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>26-06-2009, 06:34:02</strong>
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				"Sounds like a good plan, but we only have one pistol. We're definitely not an army." He smirked as he adjusted the binoculars, watching the guards for the longest time. "Not every Russian carries around an assault rifle, Lee." He murmured. "They're not just regular men." He shook his head and looked around. "Hm. I'll go scout and look for another entrance, okay? Stay here and keep an eye on the steel door. If you see Hundt come out, then radio me." He grinned. "Don't screw it up, Lee." He nudged his head with the tip of his shoe and then made his way around the perimeter, keeping his eye out for any kind of entrance. Soon enough, he was lucky to find a hatch that three guards were surrounding.<br><br>"Lee?" He murmured on his radio. "I see a hatch." He murmured. "Three guards around it. Doesn't seem like that hatch is hard to open, though..."
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				Post by: <strong>Mint</strong> on <strong>26-06-2009, 19:09:58</strong>
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				((I'm going to tell you right now that these men at this base know that Lee and Nikolai are there and have a secret agenda. They want them to get inside. &lt;3 Just so you know. It goes along with why Lee turns evil. Sorry. I know it's kind of hard for me to have a secret plan and then to have us working together. But I dont want to spoil it for you by just telling you outright. x3 I hope you like this rp. I really do even if we don't have too much going on at the moment.))<br><br>Lee shrugged helplessly when Nikolai mentioned that there was only one gun between them. "We're not supposed to confront them, I guess." He sighed then and looked back at the guards by the steel door. Of course they weren't your average civilians. Whether they were Russian, French, or German, normal people didn't need rifles or high-security secret bases. <br><br>The brown-haired man smiled then and grabbed Nikolai's boot when he nudged his head with it. Ocean blue eyes moved up the leg until he was staring into Nikolai's eyes and Lee smirked at him. "I'm not that bad. Don't worry. I won't mess up during the five seconds the 'golden boy' is away." Lee teased lightly before letting go of Nikolai's leg and turning back toward the door. <br><br>It wasn't long before Nikolai radioed him and Lee fished his radio out of a pocket. "Alright. Do you think we can get past the guards without making too much of a scene?" Lee responded quietly. <br><br>Just then, at the hatch, a man came out and stared at the three guards. "Breakfast, boys." He said before disappearing back inside. The guards exchanged glances then two of them turned and disappeared inside, leaving a lone guard to protect the hatch. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Trust (MintxPunkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>27-06-2009, 04:36:40</strong>
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				[I do too. ^^ -nod- So they're pretty much going to have to disobey orders?]<br><br>"I'm not sure." He murmured softly, quickly ducking his head when the man came out of the hatch. "Change of plans, Lee. A man just came out of the hatch and two of them went down with him. We can take out the lone one and then sneak in." He chuckled and loaded his pistol. He wasn't too far away from the hatch and he had been exceptional at his accuracy when he had been training. Loading the gun with a tranquilizer dart, he carefully aimed and kept his hand steady before firing. The shot was quiet and the guard quickly let his hand fly up to touch at his neck, though he soon slumped over in the snow.<br><br>"Bingo. Let's go, Lee." He grinned. "Come around and hurry, too. I don't think they'll be gone long." He stated. Even if they did come back, both of them could be taken out by Lee and Avile. He rose up slowly and waved Lee over, grinning like a boy who had just received an early Christmas present. This would be easier than he thought! They could go in and take care of this themselves!
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				Title: <strong>Re: Trust (MintxPunkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mint</strong> on <strong>27-06-2009, 16:31:41</strong>
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				((Kind of, but Hinowitz said they could go inside if they needed to. ;D They just aren't supposed to be seen and well, the guard they are knocking out probably saw them. Or maybe he didn't. And if he didn't, then they didn't do anything wrong. xD ))<br><br>"Alright, sounds good." Lee whispered back to Nikolai over the radio. He then shuffled quietly over to where his friend way, avoiding the sight line of the men at the main entrance. When he could see Nikolai, a grin spread over his face and the brown haired spy ran over to his shorter friend. "You look just like a silly little kid." He laughed, ruffling Nikolai's blond hair before he began to make his way down to the hatch. As he did, he glanced at the unconscious guard and smirked. "Remind me never to get on your bad side." Lee remarked as he pulled open the hatch. He paused then and glanced over at his friend. "Do you think we should steal this guy's uniform? It would give one of us some cover." Lee admitted, although they really didn't have time to be changing clothes this could make the situation a lot safer and their goal was to get in and out without any complications. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Trust (MintxPunkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>28-06-2009, 01:51:34</strong>
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				[Okay. :D &lt;3]<br><br>Nikolai grinned playfully and rolled his eyes. "I have plenty more where that came from." He teased. Thinking on the man's suggestion, he soon nodded. "I have an idea." He grinned lightly and winked. Since the guard was completely knocked out, he didn't make a move while Nikolai stripped him of his clothes. 'Here. Put these on, okay?" He smirked. "You're going to be one of them and taking a prisoner in. Someone that's been trying to get into the organization's business and has been hanging around the hideout for too long." He tied his hair up and smoothed out his suit. From the back, the boy looked like a woman and that was sure to help him along the way. He reached into his bag and withdrew some rope. "Here. Tie my hands behind my back and take me down the hatch." He informed. "I'll be able to find Hundt if I'm put in prison."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Trust (MintxPunkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mint</strong> on <strong>28-06-2009, 02:10:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Lee blushed slightly as Nikolai undressed the guard, but he complied and got into the outfit quickly. He left his stealth suit on underneath. "Let's leave this guy inside the hideout then. He'll be found easier, but if we don't he might freeze to death." Lee said, frowning as he stared down at the unconscious Russian. Although... well, the guy didn't look very Russian. He looked as European as Lee did. Nikolai looked more Russian than him. Then something occurred to Lee. "Maybe you should play the guard. I can't speak Russian and if these are Russians, they're probably all speaking in it. My British accent will give me away in one second." Lee mumbled, although he couldn't help blushing at the idea of tying Nikolai up. <br><br>"Besides... you don't look like the kind of person who'd be a spy. No offense, but you just look like some lost teenager." Lee said with a smirk. "And uh... if you did get locked up, how would I get you out again? I'm not saying it's a bad idea, but maybe only one of us should go in, in this uniform, and the other should stay out here to get help if they need to?" Lee said, trying to think up something that would work and be safe. "You could go in, pretending to be one of them, especially since you have the Russian accent and you don't even need to fake it, and just look around for this Hundt guy." Lee said. "I'll stay here as back up. Does that sound alright? If you don't want to go alone though... I understand. It is our first field mission." Lee bumbled. He knew he was being confusing and he hated sending Nikolai into the danger alone, but this seemed to him like it had a higher chance of success. As he spoke, he'd taken the uniform off again. It was probably closer to Nikolai's size anyway. Although the man they'd knocked out was heavy, he was not very tall. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Trust (MintxPunkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>28-06-2009, 07:45:17</strong>
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				"I'm only thinking of your safety as well, Lee. I don't want them finding you out here and you having to go through torture or any of that nonsense." He sighed and watched as the other stripped the outfit off. He took it and nodded as he began to dress in it, smoothing out his hair. Luckily, the boy was from a Russian family and he could easily speak with the others. "Good luck out here, though." He grinned. "Radio me if you need anything. They'll think that it's just another guard around here if they hear my radio going off." he informed, giving him a brief hug before he took hold of hte ladder that lead down into the hatch. He glanced up briefly to the older man and smiled before he began to descend, keeping his eye on the ground far below.<br><br>He soon landed on his feet and let out a relieved sigh. His hands smoothed at his clothes and he moved forward, giving a greeting to the guards as he passed by. <em>Hundt... keep an eye out for him, Nikolai...</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Trust (MintxPunkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mint</strong> on <strong>28-06-2009, 20:40:36</strong>
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				Lee merely smiled and shrugged to Nikolai. "Thank you. I will try my best to hide from anyone. And if I do get captured, you can always break me out, right?" He smirked and then nodded to his friend. "Yeah, you too. I'll be waiting." Lee said before squeezing Nikolai close. The brown-haired spy paused a moment with Nikolai in his arms before he pressed his lips to the blonde's throat. "Be safe." Lee whispered before moving away. He walked a little ways up the snowy hill, heading back toward the cliff they were hiding at earlier. He glanced over his shoulder at Nikolai and waved before he scrambled away over the ridge of the snowy cliff and out of sight. <br><br>Meanwhile, inside the cave, everyone was acting extremely casual. There was a group of men playing cards together in a corner and they were laughing and chatting in English. Most of them had British accents just like Lee and all of the other spies that Nikolai worked with. "Ah, Connell. Come in to warm up? Have you eaten yet?" A cute girl said, going up to Nikolai's side. "I made your favorite." She said, winking at him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Trust (MintxPunkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>29-06-2009, 18:20:23</strong>
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				Nikolai cleared his throat as he walked through the hallway, looking about and listening to the conversation that was going on. Hearing English coming from these people was a bit startling, though he did not let it show on his face. His fingers slipped into his pockets and he let out a deep, relaxed sigh until he heard the soft voice of a young girl that was directed at him. "Hm?" He blinked and looked to the younger girl with lifted brows. "Well, any man would be crazy not to get out of that cold weather. It's fucking freezing." He grinned and shook his head. "Nah. I could go for something to eat, thoguh." He chuckled, moving deeper into the compound with her and looking around.<br><br>This place was not what he had expected. It was much bigger than he thought and he couldn't even figure out the way to the dungeon to see fi Hundt was there.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Trust (MintxPunkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mint</strong> on <strong>29-06-2009, 20:04:50</strong>
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				The girl looked surprised when she heard Nikolai's voice, but quickly masked her expression and nodded to him. She turned and led him through the caves to the mess hall and then smiled at him and pointed to where there were other girls serving food. "Just get your tray and tell them what you want." She said with a smile before turning and disappearing into the cave systems in a hurry. <br><br>In the cafeteria, lots of guards were sitting around chatting, however there was one guard by himself. The average looking man was eating in silence and he looked relatively relaxed, although his eyes continued to sweep the area as though he was looking for something. When his eyes landed on Nikolai he stared at him for awhile before looking away. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Trust (MintxPunkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>30-06-2009, 16:51:14</strong>
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				"Right, right." He grinned as he was lead through the cave system and toward the mess hall. He was a bit astounded upon entering this room, for it was much bigger than he had anticipated. <em>Holy hell, where have these people been getting the funds to build this place?</em> He thought to himself as he made his way toward the trays. He got a bit of food to put on the impression that he was eager to eat, taking his seat at a lone table and clearing his throat. He brushed his long hair back and yawned to himself as he began to eat.<br><br>However, he had withdrawn his radio a bit. His back was to the others so no one could see him. "Lee?" He murmured gently. "You still there?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Trust (MintxPunkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mint</strong> on <strong>01-07-2009, 03:42:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Nikolai got no response, but before he had time to worry about it, the man who had been staring at him earlier slid into the seat across from him. "Nikolai, right?" The shifty man whispered to him heatedly. "They know you're here. You and your partner. You'd both better get out of here right now if you want to live." The guy said, wiping some sweat off of his pasty brow with the back of his hand. <br><br>The skinny black-haired man jumped when a red light mounted to the wall began to flash and a siren began to blare. "That's the intruder alert. Get out while you still can!" The man cried before jumping to his feet and running off with the rest of the men who were leaving to assumingly gather somewhere and receive a brief on what was happening. It was questionable as to whether or not Lee had been captured yet, however he still hadn't responded to Nikolai's radio signal.<br><br>Meanwhile, Lee had indeed been taken and he was currently being dragged... somewhere. He wasn't certain since the men who had grabbed him had tied a blindfold over his eyes. However, he could hear and he heard the sound of many voices. It was either a very full and noisy dungeon or a some kind of crowded room. The brown-haired spy's feet twisted underneath him as he traversed the rocky and uneven ground and he swore as he almost fell and a guard jabbed the butt of a rifle into his side. "Keep moving."&nbsp; One of the men said angrily.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Trust (MintxPunkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>02-07-2009, 06:03:59</strong>
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				Nikolai looked up as the man sat across from him and warned him of his impeding danger. His eyes widened, though the next thing he knew, the sirens were being sounded. <em>Dammit!</em> His eyes clenched shut and he quickly rose onto his feet, moving out of the room with the others. However, he took a detour once they had reached the fork that lead back toward the hatch. It was quite empty down here, so when he arrived, a quick kick to the side of the guard's neck had knocked him out once more. He scrambled up the hatch and his feet hit the snow quickly.<br><br><em>Lee!</em> "Lee!" He shouted into the radio as he ran away from the headquarters. "Lee, pick up, please!" He pleaded, tears forming at his eyes as he ran up the hilltop. These kinds of spies were ones who kept themselves safe. To have friends and whatnot was a harmful decision, for they could be used against you.<br><br>He stood at the hilltop, staring at the building. Torn between running and staying to save his best friend. "Lee..." He pleaded, tears pouring down his cheeks as he sat in the snow. "Pick up, please..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Trust (MintxPunkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mint</strong> on <strong>03-07-2009, 18:36:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				No matter how many times Nikolai radioed Lee, he received no response. And in fact, the radio itself was still laying in the snow where Lee had been positioned watching the enemy's hideout. Clearly the man had been captured. There was no other explanation for it. <br><br>However, Nikolai's radio did crackle to life and a female voice drifted out of the speaker. "Do you read?" She asked. "I repeat, do you read? Report back to the helicopter as soon as possible. Mission terminated." It was Agent Hinowitz. Clearly there was some urgent development with the mission. Perhaps it was becoming too dangerous or maybe they had received intelligence from another source with the information needed. In any event, there probably wasn't much time for Nikolai to head back and try and save Lee if that was what he wanted to do.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Trust (MintxPunkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>04-07-2009, 17:39:37</strong>
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				Nikolai's eyes widened as the radio crackled and the female voice came over. "W-Wait! What about Lee?!" He shouted into the radio, staring at the compound and widening his eyes. <em>What the hell do I do...?</em> Going in was suicide, but he couldn't just sit by and let Lee be in there by himself. He grasped his radio tightly and his tears didn't stop flowing as he knelt on the snow. "Lee..." He whimpered, rising onto his feet and then rushing away from the compound. It was his duty, and he couldn't forget what he had gotten himself into. HE had asked for this, and having friends had inevitably turned out badly for him. He was torn between saving his best friend and retreating for safety under order of the elites.<br><br>He sat in teh helicopter silently, staring down at his feet and curling his fingers into his thighs. No doubt that until Lee was saved, he would be worried sick and unresponsive.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Trust (MintxPunkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mint</strong> on <strong>06-07-2009, 19:31:57</strong>
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				"What about Agent Lee? What happened to him?" The radio crackled back, sounding concerned. "If he's been captured, then the mission has become too dangerous. Return to the helicopter immediately." Hinowitz told Nikolai. "We'll send a recon team at a later date." She added, mostly to make sure that the boy wouldn't run off and try to heroically rescue his captured partner. <br><br>Upon Nikolai's return to the helicopter, the pilot took off and Agent Hinowitz wrapped a warm coat around the boy's shoulders. "Do not worry. He will be rescued. We will dispatch a team to rescue him and Hundt in a day. We need to infiltrate this organization's headquarters anyway." She offered an apologetic smile to Nikolai that looked awkward on her tough and pointed face. It was obvious that she felt for Nikolai, especially since it was his first mission and his very best friend was lost. <br><br>And indeed, the next day a team was sent to the base. It did not take long for them to return with ill news - Lee was dead. The enemy had killed him for some unknown reason. The body was not in a state to&nbsp; be recovered for a funeral, even. However, Hundt was fine if a little scraggly looking. He had hugged Nikolai when he heard the news but he had no real solace to offer. In fact, he hadn't really even seen Lee while he'd been there. Hinowitz was also filled with compassion for Nikolai and she offered him a couple weeks of vacation if he wished.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Trust (MintxPunkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>07-07-2009, 18:10:30</strong>
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				A few weeks vacation would not help the fact that his best friend had been killed. However, as they were offered, Nikolai accepted them without words. He did not show up during work for the next few days. Days turned into weeks, weeks turned into months... it seemed as if Nikolai had dropped off the face of the earth. This was a boy who knew how to cover his tracks, so trying to keep an eye on him and locate him was extremely difficult. The organization had not been dealt with and Nikolai had left the spies back at the place that he trained at. His things had been left and it was as if the man had vanished right off the face of the earth.<br><br>-------<br><br>Drawing a cigarette between his lips, Nikolai stared silently out at the mountain ranges. It had been four long years since he had been working for the spies. Today, his job description was more mercenary-like and that was why he was currently located in Switzerland. Sitting atop the mountains, the twenty-two-year-old gazed out toward the expansive and beautiful scenery with a cold look in his eyes. He had not been the same since Lee's death had been announced. That happiness had disappeared from him entirely. However, each job he did was makign a step towards getting back at the organization for killing his best friend. All the jobs he took benefited not only himself, but the people around him. He made it a rule to never take a job that brought harm to anynoe that did not deserve it. An angel even while he was a mercenary now.<br><br>Rising onto his feet, he flicked the cigarette onto the snow and sighed and tilted his head back, the breeze biting at his cheeks as he stood there. And with that, the boy climbed onto the snowmobile he had used to get up here. The engine started and he was off, racing down the pathways that had been carved out to reach the top.<br><br>[I hope it was okay to time skip. ^^; Didn't know if you had anything else planned.]
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				Title: <strong>Re: Trust (MintxPunkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mint</strong> on <strong>07-07-2009, 19:06:19</strong>
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				((It's cool. This is a perfect place to time-skip. &lt;3 ))<br><br>Time had changed more than one person and Lee also sat high up in the mountain ranges. It was his turn to guard the secret base of Todeschlangen, the 'evil' faction that he and Nikolai had been told they were infiltrating so many years ago. In reality, Todeshlangen was not evil at all. It was standing against evil. <br><br>Or perhaps Lee was naive to believe that. It was more likely that none of the organizations were truly evil, but were merely working toward their own goals. Even if those goals were not the nicest ones or they didn't go about achieving them in the most lawful of ways. Lee huffed and held his automatic rifle to his chest as he stared out at the desolate surroundings. There was certainly much more to the world than what was clear to the naked eye and no one was what they seemed. <br><br>Lee sighed inwardly as his mind drifted back to Nikolai. Half of him missed the boy and wanted nothing more than to grab him and kiss him and half of him hated his old partner. But all of him realized he had to stop thinking about it. It had been years and even if they were both in the same business, who knew if they'd ever see each other again. Or even recognized each other if they did. <br><br>At least Lee belonged to an syndicate that appreciated him now. Those damn aristocrats. The brown haired special agent wasn't sure why he'd put up with all of their crap for so long. The endless years of training. He was a fine spy and he probably would have been without the same rigorous training year after year. The nobles wanted to make sure that they had the best, which was all well and good, but they did not treat their agents like real people. Only like something to be used up and then thrown away. That didn't sit right with Lee and he was glad he'd gotten out when he did.<br><br>Even if he did lose Nikolai. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Trust (MintxPunkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>08-07-2009, 06:54:40</strong>
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				[Yay. :3]<br><br>Heading down the mountain did not prove to be a difficult task. This was merely a stop to where his real destination was. Once upon arriving at the bottom, he went up the opposite path that lead to the other side of the mountain. A woman had been captured by this organization that had grown in size over the past few years, the same organization that had kidnapped and killed Lee. The woman's grandfather had hired Nikolai because he had become quite the well-known agent in his field. Working on his own, but each mission had come back successful.<br><br>He parked the snowmobile in a grove of trees on the mountainside. Climbing off, he gathered up his equpment and headed toward the summit where he slowly laid down upon the snow. This position felt so familiar. Opening his blue eyes, he glaned to his side and could almost see Lee in the same position they had been in years ago. He had still not gotten over his friend's death, for if he had just stayed... if he had just tried to help him...<br><br>Taking a breath, he withdrew his sniper rifle and loaded the bullets slowly. He had been instructed to infiltrate and escape. Simple as that. Bringing the scope closer, he aimed toward the lone guard that guarded the huge establishment. <em>One guard...? Hm... this has to be wrong...</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Trust (MintxPunkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mint</strong> on <strong>08-07-2009, 21:59:58</strong>
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				The guard, Lee, was extremely bored. Whether it was his turn to watch the compound or not, no one ever came around here and there was virtually no point to sitting out in the snow freezing his butt off. But he would do it. If only so he was in the boss's favor. Because as soon as a mission popped up, he'd be out of here. <br><br>Lee glanced back down at his infrared radar, a high-tech device that scanned the area and picked up things with warmth. It was the perfect security device for a hideout high in the mountains. The brown haired spy paused when he saw that the thing was picking up a heat signal. It was roughly human shaped as well. Either it was a bear, a curiously shaped goat, or a spy. It was doubtful that it was a hiker because they usually stuck to the well-traveled paths.<br><br>Deciding he'd better investigate, Lee procured a set of small binoculars from his pocket. He lifted them to his eyes, scanning the region. "Shit." He muttered under his breath when he saw the glint of sunlight off a gun. Lee pulled back into the entrance of the cave, readying his own rifle. He couldn't be certain of what he saw - it was too far away - but he wasn't taking any risks. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Trust (MintxPunkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>09-07-2009, 17:29:57</strong>
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				The young blonde remained silent as he held firmly onto his gun, watching the guard moving away and readying his rifle. <em>Has he seen me? Let's hope so.</em> He smirked and shook his head before he took out his radio. He could still remember the frequency that the others had given him in order to meld in with the guards of the organization. He tuned into the other's frequency specifically, grasping on it it. "Don't move a muscle, sir. Put the gun down." He warned. That voice was far too familiar, had to be to a man like Lee.<br><br>"Slowly. Drop it." He warned, furrowing his brows and keeping his target right on the man's heart. "I don't want to cause any trouble, understand? I'm here to take someone back home." He furrowed his brows, his hand on the trigger. "Where's the girl called Anna?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Trust (MintxPunkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mint</strong> on <strong>10-07-2009, 04:42:10</strong>
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				Lee, mind racing, tried to decide upon the best course of action. If he stayed where he was and put the gun down, this intruder would have to pass him to enter the compound and that could be his opportunity. However, he could also duck back inside the entrance with his gun where this man couldn't see him and either force the spy to move closer or to leave. However, as Lee glanced over his shoulder, he knew he may not make the run back into protected area. So with a sigh, he threw his gun to the snow. <br><br>"I don't know anything about any dammed girl." Lee finally replied gruffly. "I haven't seen one in so long I think I'm going crazy. There aren't any girls here." Lee lied. He wasn't certain what this man knew, but Anna had been kidnapped to force her daddy, a corrupted politician, to sign a bill stopping companies from legal dumping of waste into the oceans. They needed her for leverage. Otherwise the politician's mob connections would force the man to decline the bill. <br><br>As Lee stood with his hands up, he shook his shaggy brown hair back over his shoulder and stared at the man in the snow. He was ever alert and watchful for an opening. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Trust (MintxPunkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>11-07-2009, 19:24:24</strong>
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				"You lie one more time and I'll shoot your tongue off from here." He stated harshly, growling and keeping the target on the man that stood in front of the compound. His patience was alraedy wearing thin as he stared at the man. He could barely make out the real details of his face, though that didn't matter. If the man wasn't willing to come clean, he had no problem killing him or wounding him to a point where he wouldn't be a threat.<br><br>"Anna. Her name is Anna. Now tell me what you know before I <em>do</em> have to do something violent. You don't want to test my patience."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Trust (MintxPunkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mint</strong> on <strong>12-07-2009, 16:31:19</strong>
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				Lee smirked and in response stuck his tongue out. "Try it, buddy." The spy then pressed a hand to his head making an overly dramatic show of thinking. "Anna... Anna? Oh yes. I think I killed someone by that name yesterday. Ugly girl really. No loss. Except your paycheck. Sorry, pal." Lee smirked and crossed his arms. <br><br>"But if you want to check, go ahead. Although you are using my radio frequency to communicate with me and I'm certain the rest of the compound is listening in on this conversation. Smooth move on your part. Are you some incompetent spy from the aristocracy?" Lee asked haughtily. It was obvious that even though he was the one staring down the barrel of a gun, he felt rather in control of the situation.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Trust (MintxPunkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>13-07-2009, 19:54:59</strong>
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				"You're blissfully unaware, aren't you? I want more people to come out. More little targets for me to shoot." He smirked and kept his target pointed at the man. At the teasing words coming from him, his eyes narrowed and he quickly lowered the gun a bit, firing a bullet that raced toward the man and cut through the flesh of his thigh. It was not a fatal wound, but it sure as hell would hurt when the bullet penetrated skin.<br><br>"You keep that tone with me and the next bullet will be in your head, understand? Now where is she?" He shouted.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Trust (MintxPunkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mint</strong> on <strong>14-07-2009, 05:31:19</strong>
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				Lee sighed. This idiot just was not giving up. He didn't seem to have much of a sense of humor either. That was proved doubly when the man shot his leg. "Haha... you're a damn stubborn bastard, aren't you?" Lee asked angrily, hands squeezing his thigh. Dark red bubbled from the wound as Lee applied pressure. "Yeah, well, if you think this is the only exit, you are stupid. They are probably sneaking up behind you right now. But fine. Yeah, she's inside. I'm not going to die over her, so if you want her, come and get her, you fricken idiot." <br><br>Lee motioned over his shoulder to the entrance. This guy would have to come down. He certainly couldn't tell Lee to go get Anna on his own because of course he'd run. And he could radio other people in the compound as much as he wanted. Frankly, they didn't care of Lee died. The mission was always more important than a life or two. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Trust (MintxPunkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>14-07-2009, 19:06:16</strong>
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				"Don't you worry a hair over that, love. I've prepared for that as well." He smirked to himself. On the mountainside far ahead, there was a glint of the gun before movement ceased entirely. A huge gorge separated the side that Lee was on and the side that Nikolai was on. He had no qualms about shooting someone to gain what he needed. It was a characteristic of a corrupt spy, but he knew that sometimes his missions were unsuccessful if someone didn't get shot. If Lee tried to move, Nikolai had a constant target on him and he would shoot if he saw him move a muscle.<br><br>A hand coming up on the cliffside, he rose slowly into the snow and kept his gun locked onto the man with his furrowed brows. It was freezing out here so the only thing Lee would be able to see were two blue eyes and long blonde hair coming out from the front. "I want to know your leader's name." He muttered. What a strange and quick question.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Trust (MintxPunkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mint</strong> on <strong>14-07-2009, 21:17:08</strong>
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				Lee watched Nikolai across the gorge. He sighed and turned his back on the enemy spy. He didn't care if the guy shot him, although he doubted he would actually shoot him without any reason. "My leader's name is not for you to know." Lee told Nikolai. "It's not like I'm going to spill a bunch of secrets just because, heaven forbid, I have a gun pointed at me. Now, hurry up and do whatever it is you are going to. You are boring me."<br><br>The brown-haired spy wasn't stupid enough to take a step, but he wanted to get out of the cold and back inside the hideout. Preferably with this guy dead or captured. Also, he wasn't sure what the other spy planned to do on the other side of that gorge. He could shoot everyone he wanted, but it would take time for him to scale the ravine and then Lee would easily have time to run away. Or at least grab one of the many guns hidden on his person. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Trust (MintxPunkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>14-07-2009, 21:41:28</strong>
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				Nikolai's eyes were locked onto the man's features, features that he was sure he had seen before. He kept his gun pointed at the older man and blinked for a moment. Things were clouded. His gun was shaking in his hand for hte first time in his life and he was sure that he was hallucinating. <em>It's cold up here... things can get clouded...</em> He shook his head and grasped the man by the back of the arm, twisting him around. His heart beat, he could see something... something in those eyes that he was sure had been lost before. Something... familiar...<br><br>"What is... your name?" He inquired, staring at the man's eyes and lowering his gun slowly. It showed that he was not hostile. He wanted to know this man's name and he wasn't going to force it out of him, but...<br><br>"... Lee?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Trust (MintxPunkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mint</strong> on <strong>14-07-2009, 22:18:26</strong>
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				The rogue spy felt a hand on his arm and then he was being yanked around. He spun to face the other male, eyes narrowed. "What?" He snapped. "My name?" Lee was slightly surprised when the guy asked for it. He did look a bit familiar and then, surprise upon surprise, he actually knew Lee's name. <br><br>Blue eyes searched the face before him, but Lee didn't try too hard to figure out who it was. The enemy had dropped his gun - and his guard - a bit, and Lee wasn't the type to ignore a perfectly good opportunity. One kick sent Nikolai's gun flying back down the gorge the spy had just crawled out of and then a slim gun was pressed against the Russian's forehead. <br><br>"I think you are mistaken." Lee growled, in no mood to get into it with some old acquaintance. "The only person here by that name is some old German geezer and I don't look anything like him. Also technically his name is Lenard, but I digress. The tables are turned now, so put your hands up and don't make any sudden movements. Do you really think I would have allowed you inside as anything other than a captive?" Lee growled harshly.<br><br>One of the spy's hands shot out to grab Nikolai's wrist and he twisted the thin arm back behind the blond's back. "Now, move. I'll take you right to Anna. You can stay in the cell next to her." Lee said, pushing Nikolai forward a bit. "...And, if you want to call me anything, you may call me S-13. Everyone else does." Lee said, giving his codename. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Trust (MintxPunkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>15-07-2009, 19:31:24</strong>
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				There was no mistaking it. That momentary sight of shock and surprise on Lee's face, it was him... but... why had they told him that Lee was dead? Why hadn't they gone to confirm the man's death within the organization? His thoughts clouded his abilities, so he had allowed the gun to be knocked out of his hands. His eyes were cloudy, though quickly readjusted and he soon had a gun against his forehead. A long silence and his hand came up to grasp the back of the heavy scarf around his neck and the large wrapping about his head that kept him arm. They flew off and the wind carried them both as he stared at the spy.<br><br>"It's me, Lee." He frowned, feeling the pushing toward the doors. Being captured was not a big worry for him. His expertise was escaping. He was a damn modern-day Houdini when it came right down to it. "Don't you remember? Nikolai." He stepped forward, doors opening. What was wrong with him? He couldn't have forgotten him...<br><br>Could he?
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Trust (MintxPunkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mint</strong> on <strong>16-07-2009, 05:14:43</strong>
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				"Nikolai..." Lee said softly as he stared away, at the mountains. "Of course I remember. Dammit. Why did you have to show up now?" The brown haired spy said angrily, although he was mostly just mad at himself. He wanted to do his job, arrest Nikolai, kill him, whatever, but he couldn't. The only thing he wanted to do - a stupid, desperate part of himself - was hug Nikolai, kiss him. <br><br>The pistol fell to the ground as long arms wrapped around his old partner. He felt like he'd been betrayed all those years ago when Nikolai had left him for dead and he'd been told so many awful things about the spies of the monarchy that he and Nikolai both used to work for. For years, he'd semi-hated Nikolai. Angry thoughts that were completely false, but eased Lee in his decision not to try and contact Nikolai again. But now here he was, standing right in front of him. And Lee couldn't ignore it anymore. <br><br>Lee held onto Nikolai for a silent moment before drawing away and stooping, picking up the gun he'd dropped. "If you leave right now...&nbsp; I never saw you. But if you insist on trying to rescue Anna, I'll have to capture you. Do you understand?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Trust (MintxPunkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>16-07-2009, 19:58:02</strong>
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				The small blonde felt heaven surrounding him as he felt the long, strong arms sliding around him and squeezing him tight. Oh how he wanted to apologize for everything that had ever happened to Lee. He inwardly hated what the monarchy had done to cover up their mistake with Lee. His fingers curled into his chest and he rested his head against his neck as he held onto him. "I'm sorry, Lee... I'm so sorry... I wanted to go back for you, but they..." He shook his head and gulped. "I don't know what I'm supposed to do." He laughed nervously. "Here I am in front of a man I've thought dead for years..." He whispered. He was talking to himself and the next thing he knew, he had a gun pointed at him. <br><br>There was a long silence before Nikolai smiled sadly at the man. "You know I can't do that, Lee..." For his entire life, he had been dedicated to any job that had been given to him. To run away scared was not his style. He cleared his throat weakly and pulled his hair back before he slipped his hands together behind his back, offering the man to tie his wrists together. "I'm not one to run away and I have a job to do."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Trust (MintxPunkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mint</strong> on <strong>20-07-2009, 05:29:33</strong>
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				((Hey. Sorry I didn't tell you I would be gone all weekend. =\ I ended up being a little rushed for time. ))<br><br>Lee sighed softly when Nikolai mentioned that he'd thought Lee was dead. It was no surprise that the monarchy had tricked him. "Do you still work for them? If you do... you have to quit. They are more awful than you can possibly realize." The brown haired spy told his old friend as he eyed the wrists held together for him. <br><br>Smirking a bit, Lee fluffed his hair back over his shoulder and quickly complied, binding Nikolai's wrists. "Suit yourself." He mumbled as his eyes ran along the beautiful, but much too heavily clothed, body in front of him. He couldn't deny that he still had feelings for Nikolai and seeing him again sent a wave of lust through the lean body. <br><br>After tucking his gun back into his belt, Lee grabbed Nikolai around the waist and yanked him close, pressing a solid kiss against warm lips. He wasn't about to turn the Russian boy over to the organization to do what they wanted with, including possible torture. Nikolai was his and his alone and from now on, Lee decided, he was going to keep him&nbsp; at all times. Almost like a pet. <br><br>The spy pulled his ex-friend along after him, into the warmth of the cave compound, and down several flights of stairs. The exact path Lee took was rather confusing, but finally they ended up outside a metal door built into a wall, which Lee opened with the swipe of a keycard that he normally kept attached to a belt loop.<br><br>The room was, surprising, not the dungeon, but Lee's personal quarters. "I'll keep personal watch over you." Lee said, pushing Nikolai in before him and locking the door after they were inside.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Trust (MintxPunkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>20-07-2009, 20:04:10</strong>
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				Nikolai smiled sadly as the other grabbed his wrists and began to bind them together to make sure he didn't move. He sighed silently and kept his attentino on the door ahead as the man did so. He could be captured or anything, but that didn't really matter now. Lee was alive and had been the whole time. The monarchy really had tricked him and all he wanted now was revenge. His blue eyes closed slowly while he was lead down the long, confusing hallways.<br><br>"No. I quit the organization after you... 'died'." He sighed silently and kept his eyes on the ground. "I didn't really think I could stand being there while they just let you die." He furrowed his brows and shook his head. "So I've been working freelance. Taking up jobs here and there, bringing in a lot of money, my life is pretty... easy-going, to be honest." He laughed and smiled up to him before his mouth was taken so brutally against Lee's own. He counted it as a statement of 'I missed you' or soething of that nature, but there was no doubting the bright blush on his cheeks as the other pulled back.<br><br>"Personal watch?" He squeaked, stumbling into the room after he had been pushed in. "I-I suppose that's better than any, then."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Trust (MintxPunkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mint</strong> on <strong>21-07-2009, 04:10:55</strong>
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				"Good. Then I owe you some respect for that. As long as you aren't with them, you aren't really my enemy, I suppose." It was a relief to know, actually. "But then why do you refuse to join me? If you aren't working for anyone then there wouldn't be too many problems and we could be partners again. Todeschlangen isn't evil, really. In fact, the only reason the king and queen says they are is because they stand against all the evils of the monarchy. Our purpose is to bring light to the corruption of the government. Which is why you can't have Anna. We'll give her back after the guy does what we say and it's not like we'd actually kill her, so relax."<br><br>Once Lee was done explaining, he sat down on his bed and pulled Nikolai close to him. He couldn't deny that the boy looked extra cute with the red tinge coloring his cheeks and Lee held the boy still as he forced his lips to the soft ones once more. He'd always wanted to kiss Nikolai, and now that he could, he didn't plan on stopping. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Trust (MintxPunkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>21-07-2009, 19:29:27</strong>
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				The young male remained quiet as he watched the other pacing, telling him about the organization he worked for and how great it was. "I've already promised myself not to tie to any organization anymore, Lee. No matter how great you say it is, I work alone now." He smiled faintly and sighed to himself. It was a shame since Lee was a great spy, but he had promised himself years ago after he had left the organization that he wouldn't enlist in an organization of any kind ever again. His feet curled and he looked up to have his lips captured once more, making his eyes widen and a slight purr emit from his chest.<br><br>"M-Mmmh..." He purred softly and kissed back slowly, his hand moving up to rest against his jawline while the other kissed him so deeply. "What... what was that for?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Trust (MintxPunkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mint</strong> on <strong>23-07-2009, 04:35:20</strong>
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				Lee narrowed his eyes when Nikolai refused and he sighed, running a hand through his dark hair. "Fine, but I hope you realize that I'm never going to release you until you join me." However, this wasn't so bad, really. Having such a cute boy, one that he'd craved for years, as his private slave. <br><br>Smirking at the soft sound the other male made, Lee wrapped his arms more fully around him and pressed him back against the bed. He was slightly surprised that Nikolai was kissing him back so easily. "It was partially because I missed you." Lee admitted. "But it was mostly because I wanted to. You have grown into a beautiful young man. I know I sound like your dad or something. But you are." As Lee spoke, he trailed his hand through blond hair that he hadn't seen for so many years. <br><br>"Why did you kiss back?" He asked, turning the question back upon Nikolai.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Trust (MintxPunkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>23-07-2009, 20:10:01</strong>
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				Nikolai remained quiet as the other pressed him back against the bed. He gazed up to him and frowned as he laid underneath the bulky frame of the older man. "Because..." He sighed softly. "I missed you and... I've wanted to do that for a long time." He admitted. His head leaned against the other's neck, his arms coming around the man's body to give him a particularly hard squeeze. Whether or not he was held here for the rest of his life... well, he would enjoy it as long as Lee was with him.<br><br>"I missed you so much. I felt so guilty about what happened." He frowned. "You do forgive me, right/" He peered up at him, burying his face against his chest and holding on tighter than he ever had before. To anyone.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Trust (MintxPunkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mint</strong> on <strong>24-07-2009, 07:49:04</strong>
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				((I feel awful for saying this... &gt;&gt; But I have no plot in mind for this rp. Do you have one? Otherwise I am not sure what to do. Sorry. ))<br><br>One dark eyebrow shot up when Nikolai admitted that he'd wanted to do that for a long time. "You... you have?" Lee spluttered, surprised that the much younger boy had felt like that about him. He regretted even more now leaving the boy for so long and not searching for him. <br><br>"Nnn... I missed you too, Nikolai. Yes, I forgive you. It wasn't your fault." Lee said rather grudgingly. But he was glad also. He'd spent years loathing the autocracy, including Nikolai. It was a relief to know that his old friend hadn't been corrupted by the system. Lee squeezed Nikolai very close and kissed his forehead.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Trust (MintxPunkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>24-07-2009, 18:15:51</strong>
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				[I don't either. xD But I'm sick at the moment so it's hard to really think up a plot. D:]<br><br>The small male smiled as the other slid his arms around him so tightly. He leaned into his body and sighed softly as his head rested against his shoulder. "Yeah..." He sighed and curled his body inward to nestle close to the man's strong frame. "I missed you... a lot." He frowned. "I felt so guilty and now that you're alive... well, it makes me feel not so guilty anymore. It was ruining my life to know that I could've saved you but... they wouldn't let me." He nestled his face against his chest and shook his head slowly.<br><br>"Thank you." He sighed and slid his arms around his neck to hold on tightly. "Thakn you so much, Lee... but what are you going to tell the others about me?" He stared up, frowning. "That I'm just some random hostage you decided to keep?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Trust (MintxPunkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mint</strong> on <strong>25-07-2009, 03:25:52</strong>
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				((Aw, hope you feel better soon. &lt;3 Anyway, are you interested in continuing this rp?&nbsp; I mean, we can probably think of something eventually, but do we want to bother? =\&nbsp; I'll hold back on my reply until I know what you think. If we decide not to continue, I suppose there's not any point to me replying now. =\ It's too bad cause I thought this would be a good one, but I've tried and I really can't think of any type of plot or conflict. Do you have any ideas at all? &lt;3 ))
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				Title: <strong>Re: Trust (MintxPunkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>25-07-2009, 06:16:39</strong>
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				[Thanks. ^^; And I'm interested, but I'm just like really braindead at the moment of what to add to the RP. Long-term plots aren't necessary nad I don't need a plot all the time to be happy. What do you think we should do? I love the RP and your style, but we need to get over the hurdle first. xD]
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				Title: <strong>Re: Trust (MintxPunkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mint</strong> on <strong>25-07-2009, 06:32:27</strong>
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				(( Aw... well, thank you for saying that. I like your style also, but yes, there is a pretty big hurdle. I'm sorry, I don't know. Would you be upset if I suggest we just forget about this rp? It seems like you want to continue though. I guess I sound wishy-washy, but in all honesty, I don't know if I can see this rp going anywhere. I'm sorry. =\ ))
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Trust (MintxPunkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>punkjello</strong> on <strong>25-07-2009, 19:27:18</strong>
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				[S'okay, hun. ^^]
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				Title: <strong>Re: Trust (MintxPunkjello)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mint</strong> on <strong>25-07-2009, 21:04:23</strong>
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				(Okay, then I guess we should quit. I had kind of taken on too many rps to handle well anyway. Only one on this site, but I have 3 on gaia and everything else. *hugs* ))
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