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Name: Agent Alice (Ali) Baker
Info: Ali is a small and feisty girl with an attitude. She doesn't take anyones crap and is an incredible actress which comes in handy for undercover missions. She is 23 and has been a spy for almost five years now. She is exceptionally good at it, and considers herself the best. Unfortunately there is another spy who thinks that in fact, he is the better agent. They often try to foil eachothers missions or take over to claim the victroy for themselves, often ending them up in some sticky situations to say the least. Will they learn to work together before one or both of them end up caught, or dead? We'll find out...

A photo of our two agents together:

NightStalker:

OOC:
Name: Special Agent Kyle Royal
Age: 22
Height: 6’
Looks: slender build, straight black short hair which is slicked back, mostly wears black suits with a white button down shirt and a thin black tie and black dress shoes, no visible scares
Personality: charming, polite, a ladies’ man, very smart a bit of a jack-of-all trades, smug
Likes: women, money
Dislikes: anything cheap
Bio: Kyle is a very intelligent spy he knows how to spin just about everything to his favor. He tends to get the girl if only for a short time and if there’s one to be had.

IC:
Kyle adjusts his clothes while looking in the full length mirror in his admittedly over priced top floor hotel suite. He knows that it's only a matter of time before he gets his neck mission and he wants to make sure he looks his best. No telling when he might meet his next pretty damsel.

Ali was at headquarters. She'd just recieved her next mission and was headed out the door, down the long hall and out into the world. When she stepped into the street she smiled to herself, This is going to be another piece of cake, she thought, As long as that Kyle doesn't get in my way again...

She clicked the remote to her red Ferari and hopped in, speeding off towards her apartment where she would quickly gather her things and be on her way to the airport. Destination, Russia. Mission, kill Vladimir Retkowski, a political leader.

Receiving a text on his cell phone Kyle pulls himself away from his primping and walks out onto the balcony as he checks his messages. He grins to himself. His contact at head quarters sent a nasty message for missing a briefing but sent the information along in a video attachment. After watching the video he clears the memory on his phone using a special tool, this way if he loses his phone no one will be able to recover the message. He makes a mental note to pick up something to patch up his relationship with his contact before the mission is over.

He takes in a deep breath of the cool night air as he looks down at the street. A small red spots car catches his attention he kind of nods at it before going back into his room to pack.

A while later he stands at the help desk beside the gate of his flight and has managed to flirt with the attended to upgrade from coach to first class at no coast to him. He whispers a few more false promises in the attendants ear as he pockets his ticket. When it comes time to board the plane the attendant waves him to board first before she begins the announcements to board to the rest of the passengers. He gives her a wink, which seems to cause her to get flustered and she begins to blush.

Once aboard he finds his seat, tucks his bag under his seat and then reclines back as he waits for take off.

Ali was casually stolling through the airport, pulling her large suitcase behind her. One would assume it was filled with spy equipment, but it wasn't. It was filled with clothes and shoes. What? She was still a woman. A woman of many diguises. Besides, you couldn't bring weapons and such into the airports, they would be shipped to her hotel in Russia.

She checked her bag and was left with her small carry on, as she approached the help desk at her flight. The woman behind the small potem seemed flustered about something. Brushing it off as none of her business she handed the woman her ticket as she walked through the gate and down the hall into the airplane.

Alice was wearing a pair of ripped jeans with leggings under them, as Russia would prove chilly, with snow boots and a red hoodie. Her short blonde hair was pulled back into a short ponytail. An Ipod was in the pocket of her hoodie, earphones hanging slightly from the pouch. She looked at her ticket as she searched for seat. A flight attendant was blocking the person sitting next to her seat, but she shrugged, who cared anyway.

Reaching up, she stuffed her carry on into the overhead compartment as the attendant moved away. Ali looked down to her seat as her mouth dropped open. She was staring Kyle in the face. "YOU! What are you doing here!?" she half shouted. The flight attendant glared towards her giving her the 'sit down' gesture. Ali reluctantly took her seat next to Kyle as she waited for his explination.

He sits up a little grinning at her. "I wouldn't dream of missing the party love." He says scooting closer to her and leans against the arm rest between them. "You didn't think I would let you do this alone did you?" He adds winking at her as more passengers file on, bumping Alice's' arm and the side of her seat as the clumsily pass by with their carry ons.

When Kyle spoke, Ali rolled her eyes. She shot an evil glare to a man who knocked into her as he clumsily passed by. When Kyle winked at her, she rolled her eyes, "This is MY mission Kyle, I'M going to handle it, ON MY OWN," she whispered as to not alert any passengers nearby of their occupations.

Alice let out a frustrated sigh as she leaned her seat back and kicked her winter boots up to rest on the chair in front of her. She put her headphones in and pressed the play button on her ipod as the captain came over the intercom, "Please buckle your seatbelts and remain seated until we are in the air. Russia here we come! Enjoy your flight."

She pulled her hood over her head to cover her purple gray eyes that were already closed. Her eyebrow twitched slightly as she thought of the mess ahead trying to do her job around Kyle. She sighed as she mumbled to him, "I'm going to get some sleep, we have a long flight. Feel free to jump off the plane at any time..." her voice trailed off as she fell asleep.

He chuckles at her attitude and leans back in his seat again. Once we've gone through take off and the flight attendants start their rounds I give a wink to the flight attendant and after talking to her for a little bit she goes out of her way to give me everything I ask for through out the trip.

I straighten in my seat and look out the window as we touch down on the run way. Grabbing my bag hes careful not to disturb Alice as I get up, she's slept through the announcements before landing. As I pass the flight attendant on my way off the plane she quickly passes me a small piece of paper and gives me a sweet smile. I smile back at her and continue on my way. Giving the paper a look I realize she slipped me her phone number. I chuckle to myself and toss it out on my way out of the small airport and quickly hall a waiting cab.

After instructing the driver where to go I sit back and take in probably the only sights hes going to get. Now that they've landed he know this all boils down to who can get to the objective first and hes not about to make this easy on Alice.

Once finding an appropriate hotel with an available top floor room he unpacks what little items he brought with him and begins to assemble the tools and gear he managed to sneak through security and then call down to the front desk. They quickly send up a bell boy who he gives an innocent looking shopping list along with a healthy stack of Russian bills. The bell boy looks wide eyed at the money, quickly realize that its probably the most money hes ever seen or will ever seen. Pulling out a few more bills he promises the bell boy a nice tip if he makes his shopping trip a quick one. Grinning from ear to ear the bell boy quickly runs off.

With a warm coat wrapped around him along with a warm hat and gloves I he stands out on the balcony studying the information he still have about the mission as he sits on the railing of the balcony mentally mapping out just how hes going to use this room to his advantage, and waiting to see if Alice will pass by.

Finally deciding on a game plan he heads back inside, slightly disappointed that Alice never past by though hes sure he'll run into her at least once before the mission starts. Just as he finishes fixing his hair after removing his winter wear someone knocks on the door. Kyle quickly grabs his fully assembled and regular looking gun, though its made completely of plastic parts that look nothing like a gun when pulled apart. He cautiously goes to the door and checks through the peep hole in the door before opening it. He quickly tucks the gun into the back of his pants and opens the door to a smiling belly boy, he holds up the paper shopping bags he carries with him. Kyle smiles at him and ushers him inside. The bell boy places the bags on the bed while Kyle quickly checks the hall, gun in hand again. Not seeing anyone Kyle quickly tucks the gun away again and closes the door before going to join the bell boy. After looking over the items and giving the bell boy a sizable tip he asks the bell boy to bring up his supper, to which the bell boy gladly agrees and runs off.

Alone again Kyle quickly assembles the pieces he thinks he'll need for this mission. Pulling a small pouch (about the size of a woman's wallet) from his carry on bag Kyle assembles a make shift kit from the tools and gadgets he just fashioned and manages to tuck it away in his inside suit coat pocket before theres another knock at his door. The bell boy calls out this time but Kyle still answers the door with the same caution he had before.

Giving the bell boy another tip Kyle is left in piece as he sits down to eat.

Ali had woken when Kyle tried to sneak passed her but she pretended to continue sleeping. She saw the flight attendant give him a piece of paper, probably her phone number. Great, just what he needed, to get anymore cocky.

Ali let a few passengers fill between her and Kyle as she stood and removed her bag from the overhead compartment and followed behind him, being sure that he wouldn't notice. Exiting the airport a gust of freezing cold air and snow swirled about her making her shiver. She hopped into a cab two cars behind Kyle's cab and instructed the driver to follow him.

When she saw the hotel Kyle was staying in she quickly instructed the driver to take her to the hotel next door. She wanted to be able to keep an eye on him, but not chance running into him.

Upon entering her own top floor suite with the entire outside wall a window, half looking out to the city and half looking into the windows of the top floor suites of Kyle's hotel, she smiled. It certainly was a beautiful room.

Moments after she had closed the door behind her there was a knock. She opened the door to no one, but instead a large trunk. She looked up and down the hall, still not a person in sight. Ali pulled the trunk inside and opened it, revealing all of her weaponry and spy gadgets. How did the agency always do that so quickly?

Shrugging it off she decided to pay her rival Kyle a visit before she hunted down her target tonight. She quickly changed into a long black evening gown with a slit up one side to show off her long sexy legs. She put on her tall black boots and applied some red lipstick. She topped her outfit with a thick fur jacket and made her way to Kyle's hotel next door.

In the lobby she flirted with the man behind the desk as she lied about her last name being "Royal" and said that she had lost her room key. Without any hassle, the man handed over a key to Kyle's room with the room number on the top.

Swiping the key to his room through the reader she flung the door open seeing him sitting down at the table. She threw her oversized coat onto the table as she got into his face, leaning forward, cleavage hanging from her dress. "You listen to me and you listen carefully Kyle. I'm not going to put up with you through this mission. This will be MY victory, not yours. And I'm telling you now, I won't hesitate filling your veins with a knock out serum if you get in my way."

Jumping slighting and resting his hand on the gun that lay next to his plate he relaxes and sits back as he watches Alice enter the room. He sits back and crosses his arms as she rants.

"I always knew you wanted me but really love theres no need to throw your self at me. Let me go take care of business and you can stay here and get your self comfortable." He says smugly.

Growling at Kyle, Ali grabs her coat off of the table. The nerve of that man! Slamming the door to the hotel room behind her she pulls a small torch from her coat pocket. Lighting it, she kneels down in front of the door, heating the handle and busting the locking mechanism, locking Kyle into his room. The handle was so hot that Kyle wouldn't be able to even touch it, not that it mattered, him and his large ego were now both locked in the top floor suite.

Ali was now the one smiling smugly as she exited the hotel and hailed a cab to locate her victim.

Once she had left the room Kyle quickly jumps to his feet and gathers his things. He hears the door knob of his room rattling and grins to himself as he figures it's go to be Alice trying to trap him inside. He quickly goes out into the balcony and looks around for a quick and easy get away. Spotting the light on in the hotel across from him. Looking through the sheer drape covering the window he grins as he recognizes the large brown trunk sitting beside the bed in the next hotel over.

Climbing up on the railing of the balcony. Using the phone wires that link the hotels to each other he quickly works his way across the gap between the hotels and the using the fabricating glass cutter he made earlier he cuts a big enough hole in the window and then enters the rooms.

He picks up a silky garment with spaghetti straps that was thrown across the bed he looks around the other clothes that have been thrown around the room. "Girls!" he says shaking his head at the mess and drops the garment back on the bed. he quickly goes over to the truck and quickly pick the luck. He grins at the surplus or tools and gear. Quickly taking what he can carry he closes the trunk up again and then goes back out the way he came.

Climbing up onto the roof he makes sure no one is watching and then sprints across the roof. He jumps roof to roof for several buildings before finally making his way down to the street. Checking the street again, no ones out in this cold weather. He helps himself to a car and then drives the distance to the location.

Once there it was easy for Kyle to blend in with the mass of other guests that had collected in the huge ball room. There was some kind of party underway. Kyle quickly spots Vladimir Retkowski and mingled his way through the crowd and up to the target. He smiled introduced himself as a European politician and a fan of Retkowskis'. Quickly caught him in conversation, isolating him from the rest of the group. Carefull not to make the politician uneasy Kyle lightens the mood with a joke and pats Retkowskis shoulder to which he leads the him further out of the room, explaining that a quieter spot would make it easier to talk.

Ali was standing next to Vladimir. She had been introduced to him as a call girl upon entering the ball. She was among two other women who stood around Vladimir, all of whom he thought he would be getting lucky with later in the evening. Unfortunately for him, he wasn't going to live that long.

She excused herself to get him a drink, in which she would certainly poison. When she returned, she saw Kyle, escorting her target away from the party. She frowned as her eyebrow twitched slightly. How had he gotten out of his room!? She quickly made her way to stand next to Vladimir again, smiling she handed him the drink that would surely kill him within minutes of finishing it, giving her plenty of time to escape and leave Kyle confused and stranded inside before they locked down the mansion.

As Vladimir quickly finished his beverage, Ali smiled grimly at Kyle, before sending him a wink and dissapearing into the crowd. She needed to get out of this place quick, before they locked it down and put her into a seriously sticky situation.

He smiled pleasantly at Alice when she came up with the drink and watched at the man drank it down, he even caught a video of it on his phone as proof that the mission had been carried out as ordered. But when he turned back to say something to Alice he was disappointed to see that she hadnt even stayed long enough to make sure her plan had worked.

After helping the nearly dead politician into a chair down the hall from the party where no one could see him without going to look for him. Kyle quickly emailed the video back to headquarters and then quickly made his way out a window and around to the front of the building. He sat in a much nicer and 'borrowed' car in front the passenger door open and waiting for Alice. He smiled at her and waved her over and to join him in the car.

Ali was exiting the mansion as the commotion began. There was a scream as a woman must have come across poor ol' Vladimir Retkowski. She slipped out the door just as the guards slammed them closed and locked them tight to try and keep Vladimir's killer from escaping. She laughed to herself as the ran down the steps, too bad his killer had already left the building.

Up ahead she saw a man waving, it was Kyle. Hopping into the expensive car she closed the door quickly as she eyed him for a moment. "Why are you helping me?" she asked curiously.

He quickly pulls away and they disappear into the night before the guards grow brains.

He eyes her after a minute, his normal smile gone. "Its one thing for us to tip toe around your obvious feelings for me love but that was just sloppy. You didnt even stick around to make sure your little trick worked."

As he whips around another corner both of their phones go off. He grins and looks at her. "Go ahead check it love" He says half watching her half watching the road. He doesnt have to check his phone he already knows that itll be a message from head quarters congratulating them both on finishing the mission.

She rolled her eyes at his words. "You think every girl on this planet has feelings for you. I, despise you. And I didn't need to stick around, I knew it would work. An ounce of that stuff could have brought down King Kong. All he needed was a sip," she said smiling to herself.

Her phone buzzed. She looked down at the screen to see a message from headquarters congratulating them, both, on a mission well completed. "Both!?" Ali exclaimed. "Uhg I did that on my own!" She realized Kyle must have sent in a confirmation for them to have known so quickly, in turn making it look like he'd been there helping all along.

Frowning over at him she said, "Just take me to my hotel you mission hog," as she stuck her tounge out childishly.

He raise an eye brow at her. "You keep fighting it if you want love I can wait. And I didn't tell them I had anything to do with it I just sent in the video for you. Is it my fault you didnt get the proof your self?"

After a few minutes he pulls up in front of her hotel. "Until the next mission love." he says putting his arm around the back of her seat and grins at her.

Ali stepped out of the stolen car, "The proof would have been all over the news," she said slamming the door. Uhg that Kyle, he was so... so... frustrating, and annoying, and... handsome, and smart... wait, what was she thinking!? She shook her head to shake off the feeling.

Exiting the elevator, Ali made her way to her room, unlocked the door and stepped inside. Why was it so freezing cold in here? Was that a draft?? She looked across the room to see a huge gaping hole in the window. Her trunk was open and some of her supplies missing. Kyle. Ali frowned as her eyebrow twitched again. That man really did drive her crazy.

Her phone vibrated again. It was headquarters with their next mission. She hated when they sent the new missions to her phone, it meant the thing would self destruct and she'd have to get a new phone all over again. The mission was deep in the Persian rainforest. A group of terrorists who'd continued to escape the law and military were pilliaging and destoying the tombs and the eight of them needed taken down.

Ali sighed. Her room was freezing, oh well, all the more reason to get a move on towards India. She threw the phone in the trunk and and closed it. It would expload in five minutes, destroying the phone and all of the evidence she had been there inside the trunk. She quickly packed her large suitcase and headed downstairs where the hailed a cab to take her to the airport where she quickly checked her bag and boarded her plane. She'd made it just in time to catch the flight without having to wait another five hours for the next plane.

She stepped onto the plane and looked around, scanning the passengers for Kyle. It didn't appear he was on the plane. Smiling to herself she sat near a window, seating numbers not an issue on a plane with so few people.

Still in her tight black, slit up the leg dress, she kicked off her tall heels and put her knees up to rest on the seat in front of her and slumped to the side resting in a way that allowed her to see out the window. Not that she could, it was still dark anyway. Using her huge furry jacket as a pillow, she almost immediately drifted to sleep.

Watching her go inside he waits a few minutes and then reaches over the front seat to the small carry on bag that he took with him when he left the hotel room earlier. He quickly hails a cab and heads to the airport.

While crossing over a bridge his phone goes off. He checks the message and then chucks the phone out the window and into the water.

Once at the airport Kyle goes right out onto the run way and waves down a cargo plane, this not being America there arent strict restrictions on where you can and cant go. He pays off the pilot and they squeeze onto the runway before the commercial flight finishes loading on its passengers. Kyle makes himself comfortable on one of the softer containers right behind the cockpit and lets himself sleep.

When Ali's plane landed she woke. Standing to stretch she slipped on her heels and removed her carry on. Since the flight had taken her almost directly south, the time hadn't changed. It was almost morning, the sun barely peeking up over the horizon.

Ali made her way to the luggage pick up, and from there hailed a cab that would take her to a small shack of a place where she could get with a native to take her deep into the Persian rainforest.

Hours later, there she was, standing in front of a beautiful tomb. There were clear signs that the tomb had been broken into and that the robbers were still inside. She smiled to herself, another piece of cake. A small plane flew low overhead dropping a large trunk attatched to a parachute. It dropped several feet away from her as she smiled again. Headquaters always had her back.

By this time Ali was wearing a pair of brown leather knee high lace up boots, a pair of short shorts with a gun harness over them, a and a short midriff showing tight army green top. What? It's hot in the rainforest. She looked like Laura Croft, Tomb Raider, only with blonde hair.

Ali made her way to the trunk, popping it open and placing a gun in each side of her holster. She put a knife, hidden in her boot and a much larger one strapped to her thigh. She grabbed the back pack out of the trunk that was surely equipped with rope, flares, water and other important survival and assassin tools. In the bottom of the trunk was a tent, lantern and other camping tools.

She instructed the man who'd shown her the way to stay put and set up camp, that she wouldn't be gone long. Ali had no idea what was in store for her, as these tombs were tricky, and dangerous, almost as much as the men who were hiding in them.

Throwing the back pack onto her shoulders she slipped on her brown leather fingerless gloves as she made her way to the entrance, which was a large hole in the ground with various ropes hanging over the side. Leaning over the edge she found it impossible to see to the bottom. Lighting a flare, Ali threw it into the hole and waited for it to hit the bottom, hundreds of feet down, before grabbing onto a rope and sliding towards the bottom, wondering if Kyle would soon be on her trail.

Kyle only slept for a few hours it was still dark out when he woke up. He picked this pilot more then just because he was an easy buy, he picked this pilot because they were close enough in body build. Kyle quickly helped himself to the pilot luggage. Striping down to his shorts he quickly changed into a lose fitting pair of dark brown khakis, a white wife beater style tank top and a pair of mid calf lace up black boots.

Accidentally bumping into one of the containers he hears the distinct sound of metal blade rubbing against metal blade. Checking to see if the pilot heard and noticing that he didnt Kyle grabs a pry bar from the tool box thats been wielded to the floor just outside of the cockpit and prys the wooden container open. "Someone up there likes me" he mumbles as he pulls out a shiny new machete. Looking back in the container he slides a couple of the machetes aside and riffles through the packing under them. He lets out a soft chuckle as he pulls out a machete sheath. He quickly straps it on and slides the machete into place.

Grabbing the pry bar again he moves around to some of the other containers and rattles them around a little trying to figure out whats in them with out opening them all. Hearing the sound of metal rubbing against wood he pops open the container and finds a layer of guns and bullet clips. He sighs, hes not a fan of guns but theres no telling what he might face. Taking two guns and putting one into each pocket he then grabs a burlap bag and begins filling it up with the magazines. Once he thinks he has enough it ties it shut and then ties it to one of his belt loops.

Not finding anything else of use Kyle goes back to the tool box and attempts to quietly go through it, trying not to draw the pilots attention. He grins as the handle of a bowie knife comes into view as he pulls open the drawer of the tool box. He pulls it out along with the strapped sheath that its in. He ties the sheath to his thigh and then stands looking around the cargo hold of the plane. He quickly runs over to where the only parachute hangs and quickly pulls it on.

Grabbing the bag he brought he pulls his sunglasses out and puts them on as he goes to stand in front of the exit door he peaks through the plane, through the cockpit and out the window the sun is just starting to lighten the sky. Looking back at the door he takes a deep breath and then opens the door. The door falls away and for a few seconds the air inside the plane remains the same. Kyle crosses his arms across his chest waiting for the suction to take over.

The next thing he knows the air pressure has sucked him out of the plane and he free falls towards Earth. Letting himself enjoy the sensation for a while he pulls a couple of stunts.

Letting his fall take him with in 500 feet of ground he finally pulls the parachute rip cord. The rest of his trip is a slow and easy glide. Once firmly on the ground he quickly pulls the parachute off and then quickly tucks it under a bush.

Perched in a tree Kyle watches as Alices arrives collects her things and then heads off to the entrance of the cave. Stepping out from the surrounding forest Kyle watches as Alice makes her way down into the mouth of the cave. He grins taking in her appearance. Kneeling beside the opening hes careful not to disturb the opening he waits until shes safely at the bottom and then peeks inside. He watches as she moves a good yard away from the ropes and then quickly pulls all but one up.

He pops his head back into the hole and then climbs down the remaining rope. Kyle works his way around Alice, careful not to make a sound and then pops up in front of her. He crosses his arms and leans against a rock wall as he grins at her. "Good morning love. Should we get to work now?"

Ali had landed safely on the ground below the hole. She took a few steps away from the ropes as she took in the sights of the Tomb. It truely was amazing. All of the exits from this particular room appeared to go down. She shrugged, down it is...

She picked up the flare from the center of the ropes, wait... Where we all of the ropes? Turning around, flare in hand, Ali almost ran smack into Kyle. Reaching up to put her hand over her heart as she took a deep breath she frowned at him, "God you're sneaky! You nearly scared me half to death!"
Watching him for a moment she frowned again. This tomb was large and dangerous, and said to be cursed. It might be a smart idea to stick with Kyle for this mission. But Ali had too much pride. "I'll clean these guys out before you can say 'Ali is the best'" she said with a mischievious smile. "Don't get in my way Kyle, let the pro handle it, again."

And with that she turned and walked away, dissapearing into one of the many doors of the maze of a tomb this place was. She made her way down a long hall with torches that had recently been lit. The theifs were clearly this way. Tossing her flare behind her she snuck quietly into the room ahead. It was a large cave, stairs on each wall leading to a second level. There was an area in the center of the room that was only accessable by old unstable looking rope bridges, and in the center of that area was a gold treasure of some sort, surrounded by three of the eight men.

She wondered where the other five might be, maybe killed by now by the trickeries of the tomb? Taking a step forward she wondered if she shouldn't just draw her gun and shoot them down here and now. But that would alert the other men that she was here, so she decided against it. All the while she was standing in the doorway contemplating her next move, one of the eight men was sneaking up behind her.

Before she could turn around to see the man he grabbed her, his hand over her mouth as the commotion caught the attention of the other four men. Shit, she thought. Lifting her right knee she stomped her foot down on the man's toes while jabbing him in the gut with her elbow. He yelped releasing his grip on her. There was no way she could take on the five of them alone without using her gun and alerting anyone else, so she turned to run, cursing herself for not being smarter about watching her back.

"The pros already on the case love. Why do you think Im here?" He says loud enough so she can hear but not to loud that his words would echo through the large hallow room.

Following Alice he watches her back as she sneaks around the side of the room keeping an eye on the men as well. As Kyle spots them notice Alice he quickly positions himself to one side of the entrance to this part of the tomb and then pulls his shirt off. Wrapping his shirt around the business end of one of his guns he fashions a kind of muzzle. Not enough to completely drown out the sound of a gun shoot but enough to keep it contained within this area.

Kyle takes out three of them before the fourth one realizes where the gun fire is coming from. Kyle steps into full view and grins at the thug who quickly runs at Kyle pointing his gun at him. In the time it takes the man to run at Kyle he has enough time to step further into the room and then disarms the thug. "This just anti your day." he says slipping behind the confused thug and quickly snaps his neck.

Kyle starts to move away from the dead body when the muzzle of a gun is firmly pressed against the back of his head and the click a gun being cocked makes him stop."MOVE!" the man yells. Kyle shrugs and glances over his shoulder at the man. "Ok, just remember you told me to." Kyle says and then quickly drops down and spins on the ball of his foot knocking the thug over. Still holding his gun Kyle quickly jumps up and sends a single bullet between the thugs eyes.

Grinning he turns to look at Alice and the last thug, who both stare wide eyed at him. Want me to take care of him to? he asks giving her a wink.

As Ali turned to run she spotted Kyle. She watched as he easily took care of four of the men, leaving one standing near her. She stared wide eyed at him for a moment, partly amazed at how easily and quickly he had taken care of the men, and partly at his toned and shirtless body. She opened her mouth to tell him she could have taken care of it herself but the last of the five theives quickly grabbed her, uising her as a sheild against Kyle. Go figure, she comes her as a weapon of destruction and ends up a human shield.

The man held a gun at Ali's throat as he spoke to Kyle, "If you try to follow me, I'll kill your girlfriend." Alice frowned as she mumbled, "That mission hog isn't my boy-" she was cut off as the man jerked her closer to him, dragging her towards an exit. She wanted to teach this guy a lesson, but honestly, he had the upper hand, with the knife at her throat and all. He drug her through a door as he smashed a locking mechanism causing the heavy rock door to come crashing down between the two of them and Kyle with no way to follow.

For a moment Ali was actually beginning to worry. No longer needing to use her as a shield the man took her back pack and weapons and shoved her in front of him, pointing her own gun at her back to get her walking. Great, she thought, today is the day I die by my own gun. "Walk," the man said, "You have some explaining to do to the boss on what happened to his men."

Ali needed to think of a way to get rid of this oaf, and quick, she wasn't sure the boss would be so easy on her, especially once he found out what happened to his men.