Bee

Burning Rubber Three (Bee and kingkonrad)

Feeling Mark tap her shoulder, Athena progressed further into the flat. Clearing every single corner she could, she swept the downstairs area while Mark cleared the top. It was a very cut and clear operation, and hopefully Athena or Mark would find something that they could make a use out of while they were here. Unfortunately, their prospects were not looking very bright. As it seemed right now, the places were stripped clean and not even a crumb was left here. Athena grimaced as she continued to clear the house. Eventually, she had looked every nook and cranny of the house, eventually deeming it to be clear and not a single piece of evidence or information could be found on her end. She sighed, putting her gun down as she looked toward Mark clambering down the stairs.

"I've got nothing done here." Athena shook her head, before walking over to Mark. Seemed like he was also in the same boat, because it didn't look like his searches were turning up much either. Holstering her pistol, she listened to Mark say what he had to say. Looked like the Serbians were thorough in their cleanup and made sure that they were to not leave a single bit of evidence behind. Damn, these people operated quickly and cleanly. They were definitely on another level compared to the people she saw in her time in New York. Very rarely, did they operate clean, let alone as clean as this.

Walking outside, Athena headed for the Range Rover in the back, knowing the one in the front probably wasn't in the best shape to be driven right now. They needed to extract whatever was in these vehicles out and into somewhere safe, where it could be processed and have something be done with it. Athena climbed inside, holding down the push to start button to find that the Range Rover had started. That was a good start. Driving off after Mark, she soon felt the vibration of her phone in her pocket, promptly putting it on speaker as she followed behind Mark. "Yeah, I'm all good here. Just gotta make sure there's nobody following us." Athena nodded, before glancing behind her. "You lead the way. I'll follow." Athena remarked, before glancing in her mirror once again. A few cars seemed to appear behind them, which Athena was a bit wary of, considering how they were driving and staying just far back enough to where Athena couldn't see them. Athena quickly stepped on the gas, gaining speed. "Looks like we've got company."

Burning Rubber Three (Bee and kingkonrad)

Athena took a deep breath and let it out. Punting the car into another was never going to be an easy task to undertake, but she didn't sign up for an easy job. There were going to be hard decisions to make, and this was one of them. "Yeah. Yeah, I did." Athena shook her head, as she tugged on her seatbelt to make sure she was secured. Hopefully the impact wasn't going to be too hard. There was no better option for them to take, and the both of them knew it. They knew that if they waited, these Serbians had a higher chance of getting away and there was no way that the either of them were going to let that happen to the best of their power and ability.

Hearing the car's engine rev up, Athena internally braced herself for the impact that was about to happen, but before they even lined up with the car they were going to hit, Mark had already starting shooting and popping shots off as he was lining up his path. Athena didn't want to pull her gun out just yet, just to make sure she wouldn't accidentally lose it during the impact. For now, she was focused on maintaining herself during the impact and sorting herself out as fast as she could so that she could get what she needed to get done as soon as possible.

Feeling the impact of the car, Athena did feel some of it but it wasn't nearly as bad as she was expecting it to be. It was to the point where she was able to undo her seatbelt and scramble outside, pulling her pistol out smoothly and preparing herself to engage with the threats in the house. Sliding to the Land Rover adjacent to the one Mark was behind, Athena looked over to Mark as he told her to move up. Nodding silently, Athena started to move up as she heard suppressing fire coming from Mark's pistol. Holding her pistol and readying it, Athena immediately encountered a gangster, who she dispatched quickly with a quickly placed shot to the head. Moving up further into the flat, Athena was met with a gangster who had been hiding and waiting for her, putting his hands on her gun as the two wrestled for control of her gun. Athena quickly made a bit of distance with her lower body, hands still on the gun as she kicked the inside of the guy's knee, causing him to buckle before she ripped the gun out of his grip, aiming it at his head and firing a round to put an end to him. Another man was seen down the hall, who Athena dispatched with two quickly placed shots to the upper body. "Mark!" She yelled, signaling for him to come in.

Mass Effect: Caelestis

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Not full at all as no places have been given :)

@Stormflyx

consider me interested

Mass Effect: Caelestis

is there still room in this or is it full now?

Burning Rubber Three (Bee and kingkonrad)

Peering through the monocle, Athena noticed that the people that were originally outside of the house were moving rather quickly in and out. They were moving way too fast for any sort of business transaction. Athena's time in the NYPD had taught her that people moving that quickly were always moving with an intent to kill or harm. They weren't here to make a deal -- they were here to claim some lives. Athena's intuition was quickly confirmed as one of them had been stabbed rather quickly, before they moved to conceal the body away from the eyes of everyone else, including Mark and Athena.

"Jesus Christ." Athena swore, putting the monocle down, before listening to Mark talk. Athena had dealt with her fair share of mobs and gangsters, but none had operated with this amount of efficiency and ruthlessness. They definitely did things differently in Europe, and Athena was in for a rude awakening as she witnessed the men just pour into the house like nothing else had happened. Not a trace of what had just happened was left to be seen around, and only Mark and Athena were the only other witnesses of what was going on. From what it seemed, they were recovering data, and whatever they were packing was going to prove to be real valuable. But that also posed a rather interesting decision. What were they going to do to recover the data?

Athena thought for a second, before coming to a decision. "Let's get them here while we still have them in one spot." Athena said, "There's two cars, and only one for us." Athena said, pulling out her pistol. "This is our best chance at taking them down right now. If we tail them we risk losing not only one, but both of them." Athena glanced at the Range Rovers, "Just warn me before you go in."

Burning Rubber Three (Bee and kingkonrad)

A few days ago, Athena was busy training in a facility somewhere in the United States. Honing her gun skills was the focus of her training session that day, handling various weapons systems ranging from the ordinary pistols in the Glock and Sig Sauer, ranging all the way to heavy sniper rifles chambered in .50 BMG. It wasn't just target practice either. Athena was being drilled in various different scenarios and situations that she would face in her new job. It was hard to find someone who could actually train her in more advanced techniques, but eventually she found herself where she was now. Her instructor was a bit of a hardass, but she was rather familiar with him and knew what exactly he needed to do to get Athena to the proper level.

Retired Navy SEAL, Commander Michael Rossi (aka Athena's oldest brother), was at the head of this training program, and it covered techniques that police, military, and special forces alike would be able to apply in their day-to-day operations. Athena had been in the program for a while, and it helped her catch up to her counterparts in INTERPOL, as that was where she was stationed now. The first few weeks were a bit rough, considering Athena was coming off of NYPD ESU training while she was surrounded by all sorts of military backgrounds. But, it didn't take long for her to adjust and she quickly caught up and absorbed as much technique as she could.

Athena was toward the trail end of running down a narrow alley, her pistol close to her and tilted at a forty five degree angle. Coming up to the last pair of targets, they rolled out of their compartments and flashed in front of Athena, who extended her gun forward and shot quickly enough to dispatch those two targets. The execution of those two targets marked the end of the drill, and Athena walked out, sighing as she felt her phone vibrate in her plate carrier. "Excuse me." Athena said, as she walked past the group, pulling her phone out. "Amsterdam?" Athena looked, before glancing back at the group getting ready to run through their drills, "I'll be there."

So there Athena was, a few days later, sitting in the passenger seat of a European car as she heard Mark speak. "Trust me, I'm from Northern California -- the high life isn't all that." Athena chuckled, before continuing to stare at the phone in front of her. Suddenly, it buzzed and Athena let Mark take care of the formalities, while Athena took the time to check her own plate carrier. Shortly after, Athena pulled her own Sig Sauer out, pulling the slide back just a bit to check if a round was chambered. There was a 9x19mm round chambered in the gun, prompting Athena to quickly put the pistol back in her holster, before Mark drove off.

This was the first operation she'd been on with Mark, so she wasn't exactly sure what she would be expecting when it came to these sorts of operations. Though, she supposed that there was a first time for everything. Holding onto the side handle as Mark whipped it around the streets of Amsterdam, she went over the details that she and Mark went over in the briefing. It wasn't supposed to be a very high risk operation, something that the two of them were more than prepared for.

Pulling up to the site of the operation, Athena already noticed something peculiar as the car came to a stop nearby. There seemed to be a lot of movement in and out of that flat. "Intel didn't say that there were going to be this many people here." Athena said, looking over to Mark. "Is there a deal going down right now?" Athena wondered. "We might have to rethink our plan for entry."

Burning Rubber Three (Bee and kingkonrad)

Kaitlyn was looking around, before seeing that Max had darted past her. There was only one thing that could've resulted from a man with that much conviction in his movement. He had a plan and had a location in mind to get away. Kaitlyn had no choice but to follow the man in the Skyline, because he sure as shit had more of an idea as to what to do than Kaitlyn. Shifting into second gear, Kaitlyn applied more throttle to stick behind Max, sticking onto him like a fly on sugar as she followed him into what seemed to be an underground facility. She didn't even realize that was a viable option until Max shot in here.

Driving inside, the only things Kaitlyn could see were the things illuminated by her car's headlights, as well as Max's car as they drove through the dimly lit facility. The sounds of their engine echoed throughout as they looked for a nice spot to tuck in and park while they waited for the cops to disperse. But, the cops were probably much too far away to hear their cars, let alone see the lights illuminate the facility they were in.

Parking her car next to Max's, she turned it partially off, leaving the key turned just to the point where she could still maintain control of her electronics. Kaitlyn opted to have her low beams on to provide some light as they waited out the cops. She closed the door behind her, sighing and rubbing her temples as she heard Max's reactions to what had just happened. The adrenaline was still coursing through Kaitlyn's veins. She had to take a few more breaths as she heard Max curse up a storm in the background. As she stood up, she turned to see him ask for her number. She laughed, before gesturing for his phone. "Sure." She smiled. No harm in giving him her number, right?

Burning Rubber Three (Bee and kingkonrad)

Kaitlyn glanced around her and saw that the amount of flashing lights were increasing with every second that passed. Something didn't feel right with Kaitlyn, and she took a moment to weigh her options as she figured out what it was she could do against the increasing amount of cops. At some point, there were going to be too many cops to reasonably carry on the race. Sure, there was a race, but there were very few prizes that were worth losing your car and spending some time in the slammer. As Kaitlyn continued down a block, she was eyeing even more cops pouring out of seemingly nowhere. It was time to call it.

Seeing some more police cars pull out of a nearby street, Kaitlyn whipped it right into where they came from, forcing them to have to make a u-turn as Kaitlyn floored it, letting herself pull away from the nearest cops as she figured out a plan. There didn't seem to be a helicopter anywhere nearby, which meant that Kaitlyn's prospects of an escape were higher. Eyeing her rearview mirror, the signature R33 GT-R of Max was right on her tail. Hopefully he would follow her in her plan to escape.

There was a construction site nearby with a wide open gate, conveniently enough. If Kaitlyn's memory of this area of Los Angeles was right, it was close enough to a good hiding spot for them. There didn't seem to be many flashing lights behind them, if at all. Kaitlyn whipped her car to the left once again, entering the construction site's gravel trail. As far as Kaitlyn could see, it was open road and they could figure out a place to hide in this construction site. Turning left, Kaitlyn turned onto a street full of buildings under construction. Now, to pick one that was big enough to conceal her car and hide out in until the cops gave up.

Burning Rubber Three (Bee and kingkonrad)

Kaitlyn continued to blast down the freeway, glancing at the GPS from time to time to see when this long stretch would end. Kaitlyn's car was the more powerful one, as it turned out, but her car's top speed was only so high. Luckily, the car held itself down very well with the sheer amount of aero that was on the car, but that came at the cost of stunting its high speed. Glancing in her mirror, she could still see the distant flashing of lights. No doubt, the cops were going to deploy their helicopter soon and they couldn't have that. A helicopter was often very hard to evade. Kaitlyn didn't know how she was able to get away from her encounters with the helicopters.

Glancing at the GPS, an exit was soon to come, followed by a relatively technical section that Kaitlyn figured her car would excel in. She slowly drifted into the rightmost lane, preparing to exit and making as sharp of a turn as she could to shake the cops off. Going up the exit, Kaitlyn went as right as she could, barely avoiding the gravel that was just off of the exit, and she just sent it, mashing on the brakes brakes before gently letting off as she got to the apex, flooring it on her way out of the ninety degree left hander, her car's tires squealing and screeching with all of their might.

The next section consisted of a ton of turns and twists through downtown, meaning there was a lot of dodging involved. It wasn't even two blocks before Kaitlyn had to make another right hander. She knew that there were cars going down the other side, so she needed to keep her line tight so she wouldn't drift into oncoming traffic. Braking just momentarily, she whipped her car as hard as she could as she made the next turn, the rear end kicking out slightly as she powered out. Right after this, was another hard left into another side street, where Kaitlyn quickly took her position on the right of the street and dove left, cutting right into the intersection as she continued to gain some distance from the rest of the pack, excluding Max.

Burning Rubber Three (Bee and kingkonrad)

Kaitlyn was waiting at the stoplight, her foot stomping firmly on the clutch as she waited for the light to turn green. After an internal countdown, she stepped on the gas pedal, hearing the anti-lag system kick in and start popping and spitting flame as the turbos spooled. The sounds that came from Kaitlyn's car were akin to that of a warzone. Rapid-fire explosions and popping were all that could be heard from Kaitlyn's car, as she held the gear lever in the first gear, waiting for the light to finally turn green. The car couldn't keep up the anti-lag for long -- but then the light turned green, and Kaitlyn let go of the clutch as the car sank back, a layer of rubber being laid down as she darted off.

Kaitlyn was having a few issues getting traction down, as was typical for a launch like that, resulting in some wheelspin that let her fall just slightly behind Max as she tucked halfway into his slipstream. She figured her best chance of getting ahead was using the slipstream behind Max to her advantage as she slowly caught up with him. There was bound to be a turn soon, so she was figuring she could use that opportunity to at least try a move. However, as Kaitlyn glanced at the map, the next turn was not a good opportunity to attempt a move as risky as that, especially if there was a long straight afterwards. She figured she should stay behind and wait until the more technical sections.

Going into the next turn, Kaitlyn stayed right on Max's tail, waiting for the opportunity to fully utilize her slipstream and get in front of Max. It wasn't hard to keep with Max through that corner, considering how much aero she had on that car. The car had nearly as much downforce as a GT3 car. Going down onto the freeway ramp, Kaitlyn saw a few blue and red lights flash in her rear view mirror. Already? Kaitlyn shook her head the two got onto the freeway, open air in front of them. It was now more dangerous to stay behind Max because she needed to get away from the cops as well. As soon as they merged onto the freeway and it straightened out, Kaitlyn gently pulled out, careful not to scrub much speed off as she let the car do its work in trying to pass Max and his Skyline.