Mr Blue S Freedom

[14:09] <AdEvaGM> [The armored van sped along the east road.-
[14:32] <AdEvaGM> [The sun had gone down a few hours ago, and now the roads were flanked with thick trees, melting into dark, gothic forests and mists.-
[14:36] <AdEvaGM> [The driver was a rough, older man, wearing the uniform and vest of a French army soldier. His name was Gottfried. Short dark hair, stubble, brown eyes, lined face.-
[14:37] <AdEvaGM> ["Hey, rookie. You awake?"-
[14:40] <AdEvaGM> ["Mmm?" The rookie next to him was younger. Black hair, ponytail, blue eyes. He'd spent most of the trip fighting the urge to sleep, and to Gottfried's eyes it seemed as though he'd succumbed finally to that urge.-
[14:56] <AdEvaGM> ["Y'know, we got a van full of diehard stone-cold terrorists in the back here." Said Gottfried with a smirk. "You should at least keep your eyes open."-
[14:59] <AdEvaGM> ["S'fine." Grumbled the rookie.-
[14:59] <AdEvaGM> ["Yeah, well, it's been fine so far… Maybe our luck'll hold."-
[15:16] <AdEvaGM> [The van continued to speed off down the road for a few minutes…-
[15:29] <AdEvaGM> [And then, the control of the vehicle wasviolentlywrenched from Gottfried's hands. The van swerved to the right, such a hard and sharp turn that Gottfried was sure it'd crash. It spun out of control, doing several revolutions before it finally came to a stop, halfway off the road, facing… Gottfried didn't even know.-
[15:33] <AdEvaGM> [Gottfried wasn't new to danger, but he was disorientated, torn between the urge to take a breath and get his bearings and the urge to immediately respond to danger. He pushed open the door of the van and undid his belt buckle in the same action, and slid out of the van, landing on the cold grass.-
[15:33] <AdEvaGM> ["Rookie! You alright?"-
[15:33] <AdEvaGM> [The rookie was sitting up in the chair now, looking alert. But there was something else to him- a certain sort of expectation.-
[15:34] <AdEvaGM> ["Well done, Mr. Abbing." Came a cold voice. Gottfried looked over.-
[15:38] <AdEvaGM> [The figure he saw was one he'd seen, that same day, in fact. A figure with a long black cloak. A mask that covered his entire face.-
[15:38] <AdEvaGM> ["Your driving ability is not, I see, exaggerated. Is it true that you still hold the record for amount of Paris-to-Cologne trucking trips made in the one week?"-
[15:40] <AdEvaGM> [The voice was amused, but it was also cold and smooth. Gottfried took out his pistol and pointed it at the man. "Don't move!" He didn't bother to ask what this man was doing here…-
[15:41] <AdEvaGM> ["What will you do if I do move, Mr. Abbing?" Asked the figure. He threw his right hand out to his side, the cloak catching in the breeze, rippling quickly.-
[15:42] <AdEvaGM> [The outline of a sword- a long, straight, segmented blade with a curious, mechanical handle- appeared, before becomingwhole.-
[15:42] <AdEvaGM> [Gottfried fired. Two shots. The cloaked figure swung his free hand, apparently smacking the rounds out of the air.-
[15:43] <AdEvaGM> ["What?" Gottfried mumbled. "That's impossible-"-
[15:44] <AdEvaGM> [A half-second later the sword flew through the air, its edges glowing with the frictional energy generated by its progressive vibrations. The sword ripped through Gottfried's chest- he screamed-
[15:44] <AdEvaGM> [The sword was pulled out-
[15:44] <AdEvaGM> [And with a slash, Gottfried's head left his chest.-
[15:56] <AdEvaGM> [The sword vanished into thin air. The cloaked man turned to the other occupant of the driving cabin- the rookie.-
[15:57] <AdEvaGM> [Except the rookie was outside as well now, standing in front of the front dashboard. There was an oddly slack look to his face.-
[15:58] <AdEvaGM> ["You know what to do." Said the cloaked man.-
[15:59] <AdEvaGM> ["Yes, lord." The rookie began to systematically remove his clothes. Once he was completely naked, he placed a hand over his right shoulder and dug the fingers in- until they bled.-
[16:00] <AdEvaGM> [Then, with a push he dug deeper- and pulled, pulling the flesh away with him. As he pulled, the split he'd made spread. His hair fell out. His face began to rip apart, blood dripping from the wounds.-
[16:01] <AdEvaGM> [Eventually, his skin hung in a clump from his hand. He dropped it at his feet.-
[16:02] <AdEvaGM> [The cloaked man smiled at the now-unskinned rookie.-
[16:02] <AdEvaGM> [The face of Sera de Pteres smiled back. "Everything went just as planned, my lord." Said Sera.-
[16:04] <AdEvaGM> ["Excellent." Said the cloaked man, his tone pleased. "You have your orders, now. I am going to free our friends here, and together you'll make your way back to Paris."-
[16:04] <AdEvaGM> ["Where will you go, my lord?"-
[16:06] <AdEvaGM> ["Where else, but this van's ultimate destination? I'll use the van- we'll have to be fast. The tracking device on the van itself will cover my approach."-
[16:06] <AdEvaGM> ["I understand, my lord." Said Sera, nodding his head.-
[16:07] <AdEvaGM> [A minute later, the cloaked man had walked around to the back of the van, and with a single flourish, made the bolts unlock and the doors fly open.-
[16:07] <AdEvaGM> [Within were six people, all of them bound in security jackets that left them unable to move their arms.-
[16:08] <AdEvaGM> [The cloaked man spoke, in an amused, but delighted voice.-
[16:08] <AdEvaGM> ["Hello, Mr. Blue. Did you miss me?"-
[16:08] <AdEvaGM> [The passengers all turned their heads, toward the figure at the far back. A man whose jacket was coming undone as the seconds passed.-
[16:09] <AdEvaGM> [Mr. Blue grinned a wolf's grin in reply.-
[16:11] <AdEvaGM> [A few minutes later, the area around the van was empty except for the cloaked man himself. He walked over to the body of Gottfried and, bending down next to him, ran a hand over his massive wound. The blood vanished, and the wound knit itself together. Even the clothes repatched themselves.-
[16:13] <AdEvaGM> [Not that Gottfried was alive. But he looked alive, and he suited the cloaked man's purpose. With a single beckoning gesture, he made the body rise into the air, and with a dismissive one, shunted it into the van's driving cabin. Gottfried's dead hands rose like a puppet's to fasten themselves around the steering wheel.-
[16:13] <AdEvaGM> [As for the skin of the rookie… The cloaked man vaporised that. Worthless.-
[16:14] <AdEvaGM> [With a flourish of his cloak, the cloaked man prowled off towards the back of the van, jumped into the now-empty cargo hold, sat cross-legged on the cold iron bench, folded his arms, and closed the rear doors with an idle nod.]

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