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JackJackal

Master Thief
Sabrina pours the shot glass and shoved it, making the glass slide across the table to him. The shot glass laughing at him, as it looked up at him. "One last chug and that's that. After this we can go home."
Jax wasted no time with this and drank it quickly then slammed it back onto the table "WOO! And that is how its *Hic* done! I told ya I'd *hic* win this no problem!" He slurred. He started to slump forward and his eyes felt heavy "I knew *hic* you were a....lightweight..." with that the Jackal had his head on the table now piss drunk and completely out of sorts.
 

Zenkiki

The softest little kitty
Jax wasted no time with this and drank it quickly then slammed it back onto the table "WOO! And that is how its *Hic* done! I told ya I'd *hic* win this no problem!" He slurred. He started to slump forward and his eyes felt heavy "I knew *hic* you were a....lightweight..." with that the Jackal had his head on the table now piss drunk and completely out of sorts.
Sabrina pats his head as he put it down. "Oh my, you are so strong." She stood up and looked back at him. "Alright, I'm heading to the room, see you tomorrow." She then left Jax alone in the bar as she went back across the street and to the room where she changed over to her night clothes and hit the hay
 

Captain TrashPanda

*metal screech intensifies*
Gabriello just looked at him with an unamused expression. After Hans finished talking, he reached to the side and grabbed his half-empty glass, chugs it, and bangs it on the table. "Neither. I am armed, ready, and not as quite as drunk to do a job. Besides, I need to get away a bit and do something productive. So whenever you are ready, I'll meet you outside." He walked out of the bar and headed out of the hotel. The Valet brought over his car, and the feathered lion hopped in. He looked to his watch as he hopes that the Doberman doesn't take forever to come out.
Hans smirked as he chugged the glass and slammed it down, watching him walking outside and shaking his head. "He'll learn... I'll make sure of it," he said to himself softly. Deciding to piss him off more, he finished his beer and ordered one more, popping the cap off and paying for the drinks. He walked outside, beer in paw, as he saw Gab's car. He made his way to the passenger door and climbed in, closing the door and taking a swig as he pulled out the sheet of paper that had the dock info on it. He looked it over before speaking. "There is a small dock by the Seine river. Should be some shipping containers. Head that way, there's gear vaiting for us."
 

pandepix

M-meow?
Isabella held Reggie's paw as they strolled down the street. She listened to him talk and slowly nod her head. Looking up at him a bit and then forward as she sighed. "Yeah. But I'm glad that he's gone now. Anyway, let us focus on getting you clothes, okay?" They soon came across a small, clothing boutique and walked in. A few hours later, Reggie and Isabella came back to the hotel bag full of clothes. They first stopped to Satine's hotel room to drop off a bag to her, and then made their way to their room next door. The room was the same layout as Satine's: a table with two chairs, a small balcony, a chiffonier, a vanity mirror, and a king size bed. Isabella put her bags down on the table and walked into the bathroom. A few minutes later, she came back out and looked to Reggie. "Okay, I had made your bath. Go ahead and enjoy yourself."




Gabriello just looked at him with an unamused expression. After Hans finished talking, he reached to the side and grabbed his half-empty glass, chugs it, and bangs it on the table. "Neither. I am armed, ready, and not as quite as drunk to do a job. Besides, I need to get away a bit and do something productive. So whenever you are ready, I'll meet you outside." He walked out of the bar and headed out of the hotel. The Valet brought over his car, and the feathered lion hopped in. He looked to his watch as he hopes that the Doberman doesn't take forever to come out.

Reggie looks Isa deep in her eyes and softly smiles. "Oh, I see. MY bath. As if I'm not going to make you join me," he says, winking.
 

HopeTLioness

Rawr, rawr, grrr!
Hans smirked as he chugged the glass and slammed it down, watching him walking outside and shaking his head. "He'll learn... I'll make sure of it," he said to himself softly. Deciding to piss him off more, he finished his beer and ordered one more, popping the cap off and paying for the drinks. He walked outside, beer in paw, as he saw Gab's car. He made his way to the passenger door and climbed in, closing the door and taking a swig as he pulled out the sheet of paper that had the dock info on it. He looked it over before speaking. "There is a small dock by the Seine river. Should be some shipping containers. Head that way, there's gear vaiting for us."

While waiting in the car, as Hans is taking his sweet time to come out, Gabriello was lost in his thoughts. Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his head as a hidden memory starts to play in his mind.

~Flashback~

Gabriello was standing outside somewhere with a group of individuals. Their faces were blurred, but he could tell what animals they were. There was a pit bull, a feline, a jackal, and a raccoon. He doesn't know where they are or what he was doing there with them, but he felt that it could be important.

The raccoon seemed to have an attitude towards the jackal. Gabriello wanted to yell at the raccoon and tell him to get the fuck over himself, but he didn't. He just sighed and shook his head.

"Let's not have any personal issues to get in the way with the mission at hand. Make sure to leave it behind and stay focus. Do I make myself clear, gentlemen?"

The raccoon chuckled at him and stared at him. “Aye aye, commander. You think I don’t know what focus is?” He put his gas mask on and cracked his neck loudly, showing he was displeased with Gab getting in his business. He took a deep breath as the mask hissed and spoke in an almost defiant tone.
“We’ll see who makes it out of the boat when it’s all said and done.”

~End of Flashback~

Gabriello let out a low growl and then massage his temple when Hans finally showed up and got in the car. The Doberman was talking but the feathered lion was too busy trying to get rid of his migraine. A few minutes of silence between them and he finally got some relief from his pain. He huffed and spoke in a groggy voice, "What's the place again?"

Reggie looks Isa deep in her eyes and softly smiles. "Oh, I see. MY bath. As if I'm not going to make you join me," he says, winking.

Isabella made a small grin at him. "Oooooo, you naughty kitty. I was hoping you would say that." She looked at him seductively as she beckons him to follow her inside.
 
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Captain TrashPanda

*metal screech intensifies*
Gabriello let out a low growl and then massage his temple when Hans finally showed up and got in the car. The Doberman was talking but the feathered lion was too busy trying to get rid of his migraine. A few minutes of silence between them and he finally got some relief from his pain. He huffed and spoke in a groggy voice, "What's the place again?"
Hans growled softly and swigged down the rest of his beer before speaking once more. "Dock on the Seine Viver. The only fucking dock in Paris. Pay attention and act like you are 'armed and veady' like you said. Time is ticking, and I smell blood." He pulled a cigar from his jacket and lit it, cracking a window as he waited for Gab to start driving.
 

HopeTLioness

Rawr, rawr, grrr!
Hans growled softly and swigged down the rest of his beer before speaking once more. "Dock on the Seine Viver. The only fucking dock in Paris. Pay attention and act like you are 'armed and veady' like you said. Time is ticking, and I smell blood." He pulled a cigar from his jacket and lit it, cracking a window as he waited for Gab to start driving.

Gabriello rolled his eyes as he starts up the car. He looked forward. Then an idea crossed his mind and he smirked to himself. He suddenly speeds off and swerve through traffic. He speeding down the road, going through cars like a robber on the run. He made a sharp turn at a corner and pretty much doing his best to make the German hit his head.

A crazy drive later, they finally made it to the docks. The car drove up and suddenly came to a complete stop. The feathered lion turned off the car and looked to the Doberman with a smug look. "Well, we've made it. Ready?" He grins more before opening his car door and got out. He shuts the door and takes a look around the place.
 

Captain TrashPanda

*metal screech intensifies*
Gabriello rolled his eyes as he starts up the car. He looked forward. Then an idea crossed his mind and he smirked to himself. He suddenly speeds off and swerves through traffic. He speeding down the road, going through cars like a robber on the run. He made a sharp turn at a corner and pretty much doing his best to make the German hit his head.

A crazy drive later, they finally made it to the docks. The car drove up and suddenly came to a complete stop. The feathered lion turned off the car and looked to the Doberman with a smug look. "Well, we've made it. Ready?" He grins more before opening his car door and got out. He shuts the door and takes a look around the place.
Hans had taken a puff of his cigar when Gab took off like a maniac. He kept a nonchalant face, however, smoking and barely reacting to the young lion's antics. He mockingly yawned and kicked his feet up on the dash, showing he gave no fucks. As he slammed the brakes at the docks and asked his question, Hans creepily chuckled and sat back up, patting him on the thigh and blowing smoke into his face. "Ja, ve made it. Danke for reminding me of days when I van from the Feldgendarmerie. Quite a smooth drive." He smirked and got out of the car, making an effort to shut the door with a tad bit more force than needed. He looked around and nodded. "Ja, this is the place." He headed for the riverside, snapping his fingers and motioning for Gab to follow. "Come now, young buck. I'll need your big lion strength to carry some things. After all, you are soooo strong." He chuckled softly to himself as he came upon a green shipping container with the numbers 23-67 sprayed on in spray paint. He forced the doors open after undoing the lock mechanism and stepped inside, using his lighter as a small source of light. He nodded in approval and motioned for Gab to look. "Gut, gut, military-grade veapons is right. Arisaka bolt actions, MP18s, Mondragons..." He took a step farther inside and made an "aha!" He picked up a heavy weapon and turned back to Gab, a gleam in his eye. "This... this is a veapon. The Madsen machine gun... I vemember shooting Americans and Brits out of the sky with these things." He looked it over before turning back inside, setting the weapon down and digging some more. He found a box of gas masks also, along with one gas mortar shell. "Huh... seems this vould be good in a field... masks never hurt though." He picked two out and tucked them under his arm before picking up the Madsen and walking outside. He headed for the car and spoke without looking back, "Pick vhat you want. I vill come back for ammo once the car is loaded."
 

pandepix

M-meow?
While waiting in the car, as Hans is taking his sweet time to come out, Gabriello was lost in his thoughts. Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his head as a hidden memory starts to play in his mind.

~Flashback~

Gabriello was standing outside somewhere with a group of individuals. Their faces were blurred, but he could tell what animals they were. There was a pit bull, a feline, a jackal, and a raccoon. He doesn't know where they are or what he was doing there with them, but he felt that it could be important.

The raccoon seemed to have an attitude towards the jackal. Gabriello wanted to yell at the raccoon and tell him to get the fuck over himself, but he didn't. He just sighed and shook his head.

"Let's not have any personal issues to get in the way with the mission at hand. Make sure to leave it behind and stay focus. Do I make myself clear, gentlemen?"

The raccoon chuckled at him and stared at him. “Aye aye, commander. You think I don’t know what focus is?” He put his gas mask on and cracked his neck loudly, showing he was displeased with Gab getting in his business. He took a deep breath as the mask hissed and spoke in an almost defiant tone.
“We’ll see who makes it out of the boat when it’s all said and done.”

~End of Flashback~

Gabriello let out a low growl and then massage his temple when Hans finally showed up and got in the car. The Doberman was talking but the feathered lion was too busy trying to get rid of his migraine. A few minutes of silence between them and he finally got some relief from his pain. He huffed and spoke in a groggy voice, "What's the place again?"



Isabella made a small grin at him. "Oooooo, you naughty kitty. I was hoping you would say that." She looked at him seductively as she beckons him to follow her inside.

Reggie follows Isa to the bath and helps her undress, his paws lightly tracing against her fur. He scoops her up before gently placing her in the warm water and slips in after her, admiring her physique. "You are so beautiful," he says softly. He scoots behind her and begins washing her back with the bar soap the hotel's provided, softly humming. When he's done, he turns around so she can do the same for him. They finish washing up, and Reggie gets out, grabs a towel, and wraps it around his waist and then grabs one for Isa. He helps her out of the bath and wraps her up in it and pulls her close, helping her dry off. He scoops her up again, carries her to the bed, and finds her nightgown amongst all the clothes laying around in the room. He hands it to her before finding his own pajamas, and then slips into bed next to her. He yawns and smiles. "Sorry I've been so quiet tonight. Sometimes this whole thing just leaves me a little speechless. I'm going to sleep like a baby tonight though, that's for sure." He chuckles and rolls over, spooning her and pulling her close, gently rubbing her back.
 

HopeTLioness

Rawr, rawr, grrr!
Hans had taken a puff of his cigar when Gab took off like a maniac. He kept a nonchalant face, however, smoking and barely reacting to the young lion's antics. He mockingly yawned and kicked his feet up on the dash, showing he gave no fucks. As he slammed the brakes at the docks and asked his question, Hans creepily chuckled and sat back up, patting him on the thigh and blowing smoke into his face. "Ja, ve made it. Danke for reminding me of days when I van from the Feldgendarmerie. Quite a smooth drive." He smirked and got out of the car, making an effort to shut the door with a tad bit more force than needed. He looked around and nodded. "Ja, this is the place." He headed for the riverside, snapping his fingers and motioning for Gab to follow. "Come now, young buck. I'll need your big lion strength to carry some things. After all, you are soooo strong." He chuckled softly to himself as he came upon a green shipping container with the numbers 23-67 sprayed on in spray paint. He forced the doors open after undoing the lock mechanism and stepped inside, using his lighter as a small source of light. He nodded in approval and motioned for Gab to look. "Gut, gut, military-grade veapons is right. Arisaka bolt actions, MP18s, Mondragons..." He took a step farther inside and made an "aha!" He picked up a heavy weapon and turned back to Gab, a gleam in his eye. "This... this is a veapon. The Madsen machine gun... I vemember shooting Americans and Brits out of the sky with these things." He looked it over before turning back inside, setting the weapon down and digging some more. He found a box of gas masks also, along with one gas mortar shell. "Huh... seems this vould be good in a field... masks never hurt though." He picked two out and tucked them under his arm before picking up the Madsen and walking outside. He headed for the car and spoke without looking back, "Pick vhat you want. I vill come back for ammo once the car is loaded."

Gabriello rolled his eyes as he followed him to the green shipping container. He watched as Hans opened the lock and door and stepped inside. He got in and looked to the weapons with an approval nod and looked through all of the weapons in their crates. One by one, Gabriello picked up the riffles and bolt actions to look them over before deciding to settle with the MP18 and the Mondragon. He was going for the ammos when a sudden vision of a small, chimp girl in chains appeared in front of him, making him jump back in alarm. He then grabbed his head as he feel a wave of pain as another memory flooded in.

~Flashback~

Gabriello was standing in front of a door that was locked up tight. He pulled out a key from his pocket and tried it on the lock. It clicked and he opened the door. Inside was four little girls(panda, chimpanzee, tiger, and shiba inu) who looked between the ages of eight through eleven. Gabriello's aquamarine eyes saddened as he sees the poor state that the girls are in. "My god." He said to himself as he looked over the frighten girls. He sees them cower and whimper in fear at him. He slowly walks over to them and held his paws out to them to show that he comes in peace. "Shh, it is alright, girls. I'm not here to harm you." The girls looked up at him as they shiver in their binds. He looked at them with gentleness as he held his paw out to them. They stared at him for a bit and then looked at each other. The tiger girl slowly reached out her paws and placed it in his. Gabriello gave her a smile and starts to untie her. After he freed all of the girls, they wept with joy and gave him a hug. Gabriello smiled and patted each girl on the top of their heads and escorted them out.

~Flashback End~


Gabriello was seen hunched over the crates with his claws dugged deep on the side to leave claw marks. He was panting and having beads of sweats coming down on his face. With a shaky paw, he reached into his pocket and pulled out his medicine that was wrapped up in his handkerchief. He popped them in his mouth and used the handkerchief to wipe his face, then took deep breaths to calm down. Ten minutes later, he finally emerged from the container and walked over to his car with the two guns and some ammo under his arms. He went to the trunk, put all of his items in, close it, and got in the driver's seat.
 

Captain TrashPanda

*metal screech intensifies*
Gabriello rolled his eyes as he followed him to the green shipping container. He watched as Hans opened the lock and door and stepped inside. He got in and looked to the weapons with an approval nod and looked through all of the weapons in their crates. One by one, Gabriello picked up the riffles and bolt actions to look them over before deciding to settle with the MP18 and the Mondragon. He was going for the ammos when a sudden vision of a small, chimp girl in chains appeared in front of him, making him jump back in alarm. He then grabbed his head as he feel a wave of pain as another memory flooded in.

~Flashback~

Gabriello was standing in front of a door that was locked up tight. He pulled out a key from his pocket and tried it on the lock. It clicked and he opened the door. Inside was four little girls(panda, chimpanzee, tiger, and shiba inu) who looked between the ages of eight through eleven. Gabriello's aquamarine eyes saddened as he sees the poor state that the girls are in. "My god." He said to himself as he looked over the frighten girls. He sees them cower and whimper in fear at him. He slowly walks over to them and held his paws out to them to show that he comes in peace. "Shh, it is alright, girls. I'm not here to harm you." The girls looked up at him as they shiver in their binds. He looked at them with gentleness as he held his paw out to them. They stared at him for a bit and then looked at each other. The tiger girl slowly reached out her paws and placed it in his. Gabriello gave her a smile and starts to untie her. After he freed all of the girls, they wept with joy and gave him a hug. Gabriello smiled and patted each girl on the top of their heads and escorted them out.

~Flashback End~


Gabriello was seen hunched over the crates with his claws dugged deep on the side to leave claw marks. He was panting and having beads of sweats coming down on his face. With a shaky paw, he reached into his pocket and pulled out his medicine that was wrapped up in his handkerchief. He popped them in his mouth and used the handkerchief to wipe his face, then took deep breaths to calm down. Ten minutes later, he finally emerged from the container and walked over to his car with the two guns and some ammo under his arms. He went to the trunk, put all of his items in, close it, and got in the driver's seat.
Hans had loaded the car up with his Madsen and Aristaka sniper. He went back to the crate and saw Gab hunched over taking pills. Hans shook his head in disappointment but said nothing, getting two gas masks for the pair and as much Mauser ammo that he could carry for the MP18 and the Madsen. He came back to the car when Gab did and put his stuff in the trunk. He got in the passenger seat and looked to the lion, seeing he was in distress. He tilted his head curiously and spoke softly. "Are you ok Gab? You seem... distressed over something."
 

HopeTLioness

Rawr, rawr, grrr!
Hans had loaded the car up with his Madsen and Aristaka sniper. He went back to the crate and saw Gab hunched over taking pills. Hans shook his head in disappointment but said nothing, getting two gas masks for the pair and as much Mauser ammo that he could carry for the MP18 and the Madsen. He came back to the car when Gab did and put his stuff in the trunk. He got in the passenger seat and looked to the lion, seeing he was in distress. He tilted his head curiously and spoke softly. "Are you ok Gab? You seem... distressed over something."

Gabriello sat in silence for a moment when Hans asked of his well being. He wasn't quite sure of the Doberman really wanted to know if he was alright, or if he's yanking his tail feathers. He took a deep breath and shook his head. "It's nothing. It's just migraines that comes to bother me from time-to-time. I'll be alright." He cranked up the car and drove out of the docks and started to head to a general direction. "So where are we going next?"
 

Captain TrashPanda

*metal screech intensifies*
Gabriello sat in silence for a moment when Hans asked of his well being. He wasn't quite sure of the Doberman really wanted to know if he was alright, or if he's yanking his tail feathers. He took a deep breath and shook his head. "It's nothing. It's just migraines that come to bother me from time-to-time. I'll be alright." He cranked up the car and drove out of the docks and started to head to a general direction. "So where are we going next?"
Hans scoffed and shook his head before looking ahead. "Liar..." he said under his breath. He kicked his feet up on the dash once more and yawned, rubbing his eyes and pointing in a random direction. "You are going to take me back to my hotel, the Paris Lafayette, and ve vill go hunting tomorrow. You know, an old man like me can't stay out late or I'll fall asleep on the job." He smirked and pulled another cigar out, there seeming to be an infinite amount in his jacket. He lit it up and took a draw before exhaling and speaking, still looking ahead. "Tell me, boy, if these are just 'migraines' you have, vhy did I see claw marks inside the container? And sweat on the boxes of ammo?" He turned and looked at him as he drove, the red hot end of the cigar showing against the Doberman's silhouetted face. "You wouldn't be having vegrets now, vould you?"
 

Zenkiki

The softest little kitty
Once everyone came back to Sabrina's room the next morning Sabrina hired two taxis for her crew and waved goodbye to everyone else who had helped. She handed the money to Isabel and Satine for their work and then rode in the taxi with the others to Paris. The grabbed a flight to Chicago and made their way home.
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Fang sent out a message to his men to get ready for another assault on a whitepaw base. He calls them to his place so they can ride up like they did the whitepaw club months ago. "I want 8 men with me ready for the usual job. No witnesses and no slip ups. We leave in 10."
 

HopeTLioness

Rawr, rawr, grrr!
Hans scoffed and shook his head before looking ahead. "Liar..." he said under his breath. He kicked his feet up on the dash once more and yawned, rubbing his eyes and pointing in a random direction. "You are going to take me back to my hotel, the Paris Lafayette, and ve vill go hunting tomorrow. You know, an old man like me can't stay out late or I'll fall asleep on the job." He smirked and pulled another cigar out, there seeming to be an infinite amount in his jacket. He lit it up and took a draw before exhaling and speaking, still looking ahead. "Tell me, boy, if these are just 'migraines' you have, vhy did I see claw marks inside the container? And sweat on the boxes of ammo?" He turned and looked at him as he drove, the red hot end of the cigar showing against the Doberman's silhouetted face. "You wouldn't be having vegrets now, vould you?"

"Fine." Gabriello replied and head towards the hotel that Hans mentioned. He drove in silence while the German canine spoke. He scoffed at him when he said "regrets" and replied, "Regrets? Ha! I have nothing to regret, except for marrying that lioness." He scowled thinking about what happened hours ago. He didn't want to go back and see her there, because deep down inside, he just wanted to strangle her till death.
 

Captain TrashPanda

*metal screech intensifies*
"Fine." Gabriello replied and head towards the hotel that Hans mentioned. He drove in silence while the German canine spoke. He scoffed at him when he said "regrets" and replied, "Regrets? Ha! I have nothing to regret, except for marrying that lioness." He scowled thinking about what happened hours ago. He didn't want to go back and see her there, because deep down inside, he just wanted to strangle her till death.
"Oh? Is that so?" Hans took the cigar and laughed, a deep belly laugh before coughing and hacking, clearing his throat and wiping his snout. He chuckled before taking another draw and slowly exhaling before speaking. "You veally don't learn, do you. As much as I hate it, there's order in the vorld. In every fur, there's is a pull towards disorder... chaos. I... simply embrace it. Vhy? Because I can. I have no vife, no children, my brothers died in the Great Var, my parents disowned me. You... you, however, have a job. You are the crown prince of an empire. You now have someone to take care of, vhether you like it or not. I vecommend you learn your place... as a mere boy, as a husband, and as a soon-to-be Don. You better grow the fuck up, quickly, or you will have angry underbosses. And I am suuuuure you don't vant that." Hans took another drag as his tone had shifted into a dark tone, one of scolding and warning.
 

HopeTLioness

Rawr, rawr, grrr!
"Oh? Is that so?" Hans took the cigar and laughed, a deep belly laugh before coughing and hacking, clearing his throat and wiping his snout. He chuckled before taking another draw and slowly exhaling before speaking. "You veally don't learn, do you. As much as I hate it, there's order in the vorld. In every fur, there's is a pull towards disorder... chaos. I... simply embrace it. Vhy? Because I can. I have no vife, no children, my brothers died in the Great Var, my parents disowned me. You... you, however, have a job. You are the crown prince of an empire. You now have someone to take care of, vhether you like it or not. I vecommend you learn your place... as a mere boy, as a husband, and as a soon-to-be Don. You better grow the fuck up, quickly, or you will have angry underbosses. And I am suuuuure you don't vant that." Hans took another drag as his tone had shifted into a dark tone, one of scolding and warning.

Gabriello drove as Hans basically scolded him. He rolled his eyes as he continues to drive. He wanted to tune him out, however, some of his advice was actually something to consider. After all, he is the next heir to the throne, and he needs to prove himself. He just simply nod his head and continues to dive in silence.

They soon made it to Hans' hotel and pulled up to the curb. He put his car in parked and looked at him. "Here you are. What time do you want me to pick you up tomorrow?"
 

GrimnCoyote

Maniacally Smiling Canine
"M-miguel what the hell do yah tink yah doing!", shouted the frantic fennec fox. Quickly he ran over nearly tripping several times. Within an instant he grasped onto the side of Miguels arm right as the tiger reached for a metal door. "That! is!! FANG!!! in there", Morgan cried, "he's a calculating heartless murderer boy. Yah slip up once or fail him all it will take is a damn snap of his fingers an wham yah gone, kaput, out of the fucking ball park".

Miguel shook his head and snarled. He began tugging his arm in frustration as his friend held him.

"Listen to me yah brainless idiot for once in yah life. Yah ain't a Black Paw yah bat friend is. All yah are to em is an accessory, a useless third wheel. They's only letting yah tag a long just for the hell of it". Slowly the small canine got tearful and wept. "I raised yah boy", his grip loosened, "yah getting killed is...well...I'd never forgive myself for lettin it happen".

Finally having enough Miguel rolled his eyes and pushed away Morgan. In a swift motion he opened the door, slid inside, and closed it with a thud.

Just after Fang spoke Rema raised his hand. With a burp he sarcastically snarked, "I got a question Mr Fang. Now is this test multiple choice because I can either A) make traps that go boom or B) make traps that go slice. Please indulge me on which is right so I don't get the bloody hell beaten out of me like the Ohio Incident a year back". The fruit bat rubbed his spine with his wing, "I still need to see a chiropractor after that bell-end of a foocking job".

As casually as possible the tiger slipped into the group and attempted to locate Saladana.
 

Liseran Thistle

They/Them
Harvey and Saldana stood in the meeting room, one being quite bored with everything, and the other listening keenly to this new operation Fang was proposing. "I just hope this isn't some lame escort mission. I'm tired of being an errand boy." Harvey muttered. "And I'm sick of babysitting this brat over here." he nudged Saldana lightly.

"Well lucky for you, I don't plan on sticking around next to you." Saldana said, pointing a thumb at Miguel. "I'm sticking with Miguel for this one. At least he doesn't talk as much as you do."

"Fine then. Just tell us where to go during this one, and we'll do it." Harvey yawned. "I'm getting a little too old for shit like this, you know? Make it quick, will ya."
 

GrimnCoyote

Maniacally Smiling Canine
Miguel smiled and stepped over to the bat. Another one of these clean-up jobs huh, he though to himself, beggars can't be choosers. I still get to hang around Saladana and talk with him...well listen to him talk.

Over the last month the young tiger had grown a fondness towards Saladana. He enjoyed spending time with him whenever he could wether that be for lunch, on the battlefield, or even an interaction at base. Miguel was fascinated with him from his stories or jokes and especially his form whilst fighting.
 

Seph

Feeling double cheeked up right now
Once everyone came back to Sabrina's room the next morning Sabrina hired two taxis for her crew and waved goodbye to everyone else who had helped. She handed the money to Isabel and Satine for their work and then rode in the taxi with the others to Paris. The grabbed a flight to Chicago and made their way home.
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Fang sent out a message to his men to get ready for another assault on a whitepaw base. He calls them to his place so they can ride up like they did the whitepaw club months ago. "I want 8 men with me ready for the usual job. No witnesses and no slip ups. We leave in 10."
Augustus had been doing miscellaneous hits since the factory raid, people that were no where near his skill level. But that’s how it goes in times of peace. Augustus heard the announcement and let out a low chuckle, he had just gotten back from a hit and was near the meeting room. He was cradling his Lee Enfield rifle as he looked to it. “Looks like it’s for real work.” He said in a low voice to the rifle. Augustus grabbed his satchel of ammo and headed out. Augustus nodded to the other black paws as he walked in, but he had no interest in the ms23 grunts that would be coming with them. Canon fodder at best.
 

Captain TrashPanda

*metal screech intensifies*
Gabriello drove as Hans basically scolded him. He rolled his eyes as he continues to drive. He wanted to tune him out, however, some of his advice was actually something to consider. After all, he is the next heir to the throne, and he needs to prove himself. He just simply nod his head and continues to dive in silence.

They soon made it to Hans' hotel and pulled up to the curb. He put his car in parked and looked at him. "Here you are. What time do you want me to pick you up tomorrow?"
Hans stretched as he got out of the car, tossing his cigar on the ground and rubbing his mouth before speaking. "Heh, don't. I'll call you. Goodnight, boy." Hans threw the door shut hard enough to rock the car as he went into his hotel, getting up to his room and immediately taking his rest.
 

HopeTLioness

Rawr, rawr, grrr!
Hans stretched as he got out of the car, tossing his cigar on the ground and rubbing his mouth before speaking. "Heh, don't. I'll call you. Goodnight, boy." Hans threw the door shut hard enough to rock the car as he went into his hotel, getting up to his room and immediately taking his rest.

Gabriello growled at him. "HEY! DON'T BREAK MY CAR DOOR, YOU FUCKING PRICK!" He watched angrily as the canine walked inside. The feathered lion huffed as he booted up the car and drove off. He arrived to his hotel and went up to his room. When he walked in, he noticed the lights were out and all were silent. As he quietly made his way to his room, he heard a faint snore from the couch. He crept over and saw Hope sleeping there with pillows in her arms. He watched her for a moment, then sighed. He took off his coat, placed them on her shoulders, and they went to bed.

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For the past month or so, Noah and Tori had been in Doyle's custody. They live and serve under him as they stay at his house that is a replica of Sir Winston Churchill's Chartwell House. The home is far into the countryside of England, where it is miles away from civilization. Noah, dressed in a white dressed shirt, black pants, vest, bow-tie, and shoes, was tasked of being the chief and garden keeper; Tori, dressed in a long, black dress with a white apron, dress blouse, and laced hat, was tasked with chores around the house. The mouse and possum was very careful not to piss off the "so-called-mouse" so they don't end up getting killed. They hoped and prayed that one day Benny and Paul would find and rescue them. And there was this thing with Hope. Tori desperately asks Doyle every time about her, but he refuse to give her an answer. She knows that her lioness friend was out there somewhere, and she wasn't going to give up. Until then, she tries to keep her head down and does her best to make the "mouse" happy as much as she can.

It was another day as Tori was busy dusting the halls when Doyle came in through the front door.

"I'm home." Doyle called out.

Tori stopped what she was doing to face him and does a curtsy. "Good afternoon, Master Doyle. How was your day?"

Doyle sighed as he walked over to her. "It was alright. Nothing special, really." He got in front of her and looked down into her emerald green eyes. " I'm just glad that it's over so I can be here with you." Tori noticed that look in his eyes and felt uncomfortable. She slowly lowered her head and stared at the ground. " O-oh...." Doyle stepped closer and has his long, and slender fingers grab under her chin and lifted it up so she's looking at her. He lowered his eyelids as he bends down and slowly leans in to kiss her. Tori shut her eyes and quiver her lips as she tries to prepares herself. Their lips almost touch when suddenly...

CRASH!

Tori jumped and squeaked in alarm. Doyle, however, shot his hazel-green eyes open and snarled. "Damn that idiot!" He moves from the side of Tori and stormed into the other part of the house as he yelled out in fury.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
 
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Captain TrashPanda

*metal screech intensifies*
Once everyone came back to Sabrina's room the next morning Sabrina hired two taxis for her crew and waved goodbye to everyone else who had helped. She handed the money to Isabel and Satine for their work and then rode in the taxi with the others to Paris. The grabbed a flight to Chicago and made their way home.
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Fang sent out a message to his men to get ready for another assault on a whitepaw base. He calls them to his place so they can ride up like they did the whitepaw club months ago. "I want 8 men with me ready for the usual job. No witnesses and no slip ups. We leave in 10."
Hans woke up the next morning at sunrise, as was his custom since childhood. He had gotten breakfast and returned to his hotel room when he received a call from his boss. He sighed reluctantly as he wanted to hunt down the remnant, but an extra paycheck wouldn’t hurt. He quickly got dressed in his black suit and headed to the parking lot, hopping in and checking that he still had weapons he had brought from home. He saw his MP18 from the War was there, along with ammo. He smirked and skrrted out the parking lot, booking it to Fang’s hotel. He drove like a maniac before coming to a stop in the parking lot, quickly putting his weapon in a bag and throwing it over his shoulder. He made it inside and up to Fang’s room, testing the door to find it unlocked. He slowly and stealthily made his way in, nodding to his compatriots and Fang. “My apologies friends, Herr Fang, traffic vas a mess. I came as soon as I could. No vitnesses is my type of mission.”
 
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