Luke walks away from the room and heads down to the bar where everyone was having a good time and enjoying the new barmaid. They sang and praised on there victories against the "German pigs" as they spat out locations like Ticke-ta a major village in the jungle and Esponza, a rebel held city to the south but closest to the village. Some of the patreons started to want to "enjoy" the new barmaid as they came to James to make offers in which James made sure they learned their place as he stabs the bar counter by there hands to scare them off.
Soon someone else came into the tavern, the greatest guerilla fighting commander that the rebels have: Colonel Ramirez, a tall anthropomorphic Raccoon with a cigar in his mouth who wears a uniform similar to that of Fidel Castro in Cuba, his tail just as big and fluffy as Chris's tail. He walks with pride and power in his step as he goes to Luke and gives him a big hug. "Ah my favorite Frenchman in the world, how are you doing?" he said with a booming voice. Luke nervously looks at him and says "I'm doing fine just surviving the war" and gave a light shrug. Ramirez started to laugh and slapped his shoulder "OH don't worry amigo! This war I can see about to come to an end" as he walked towards the bar and said hello to James and ordered a beer. Luke sits next to the raccoon and asks "So how's your day going?" He looks at him and replies "Alright, sadly we couldn't catch that damned SS commander, who I hear is the only one who uses old issue armor, in my opinion I think that's just silly, don't the commander know that Tiger tanks can get stuck in the mud? He or she is an idiot" he shakes his head in disappointment. Luke heart sank since he knew what he was talking about. Thank goodness he doesn't know that the very said Commander is the barmaid of the tavern serving drinks, Luke just hopes she doesn't blow her cover from the insults he throws out. "I will admit those tanks do have there usages, lie them in ambush and BAM! Take out an entire convoy" he says as he looks at the brighter side of using those tanks. Luke just smiles as he takes a shot of his favorite rum and let's the Colonel rant on. "So where are you based now?" Luke asks him seeing if he can get some information from him. The Raccon man grinned and replies "Well I don't exactly know since I get moved around a lot and of course small villages in the jungle don't exactly count as bases, overall it's only a matter of time before we can reclaim Panama City from the Germans and the Canal from the Germans and the Japanese" he smiles wide showing off his feral teeth. "With me commanding this sorry lot, we will win" he added as he chugged the rest of his beer down and order another one.
Soon someone else came into the tavern, the greatest guerilla fighting commander that the rebels have: Colonel Ramirez, a tall anthropomorphic Raccoon with a cigar in his mouth who wears a uniform similar to that of Fidel Castro in Cuba, his tail just as big and fluffy as Chris's tail. He walks with pride and power in his step as he goes to Luke and gives him a big hug. "Ah my favorite Frenchman in the world, how are you doing?" he said with a booming voice. Luke nervously looks at him and says "I'm doing fine just surviving the war" and gave a light shrug. Ramirez started to laugh and slapped his shoulder "OH don't worry amigo! This war I can see about to come to an end" as he walked towards the bar and said hello to James and ordered a beer. Luke sits next to the raccoon and asks "So how's your day going?" He looks at him and replies "Alright, sadly we couldn't catch that damned SS commander, who I hear is the only one who uses old issue armor, in my opinion I think that's just silly, don't the commander know that Tiger tanks can get stuck in the mud? He or she is an idiot" he shakes his head in disappointment. Luke heart sank since he knew what he was talking about. Thank goodness he doesn't know that the very said Commander is the barmaid of the tavern serving drinks, Luke just hopes she doesn't blow her cover from the insults he throws out. "I will admit those tanks do have there usages, lie them in ambush and BAM! Take out an entire convoy" he says as he looks at the brighter side of using those tanks. Luke just smiles as he takes a shot of his favorite rum and let's the Colonel rant on. "So where are you based now?" Luke asks him seeing if he can get some information from him. The Raccon man grinned and replies "Well I don't exactly know since I get moved around a lot and of course small villages in the jungle don't exactly count as bases, overall it's only a matter of time before we can reclaim Panama City from the Germans and the Canal from the Germans and the Japanese" he smiles wide showing off his feral teeth. "With me commanding this sorry lot, we will win" he added as he chugged the rest of his beer down and order another one.
She overheard the conversation but treated as if she didn't. She took a mug of beer and brought up to the man, "Here you go!" Smiling, she said in somewhat a childish way, "I haven't seen you before...who you might be mister?" She was holding the tray close to her chest.
Christofer had been switching positions in the room, restlessly listening around and taking occasional looks at the stairs and window. He had tried to open the window a few times and after some trying, had finally managed to figure out a way in which it'd be easiest to open.
Petting his tail and holding it for comfort, the German once again peeked his head outside of the room in order to see and hear if someone was coming upstairs. The boy could hear talking from downstairs, discussions of different subjects and all sorts of matters. At some point his ears caught up some sentences that could have been referred to as strategic plans.
This could be useful, he tought to himself. Toffi would then proceed to strapping the message container to his waist - not wanting to let it outside of his view. The German would then slowly and quietly make his way closer to the stairs, grabbing a piece of paper and a pen and getting ready to note some information down...
Petting his tail and holding it for comfort, the German once again peeked his head outside of the room in order to see and hear if someone was coming upstairs. The boy could hear talking from downstairs, discussions of different subjects and all sorts of matters. At some point his ears caught up some sentences that could have been referred to as strategic plans.
This could be useful, he tought to himself. Toffi would then proceed to strapping the message container to his waist - not wanting to let it outside of his view. The German would then slowly and quietly make his way closer to the stairs, grabbing a piece of paper and a pen and getting ready to note some information down...
The rebel Colonel turned his attention from look to Four and said "Well my sweet, My name is Colonel Sanchez Ramirez and I am the one who will lead this rebellion to victory against the German aggressors with my superior tactics and skill " as he goes for one of her hands so he could kiss. "I never seen you here before and since I introduce myself, who are you and how did yo become under this fine man's employment?" he asks he points at Luke with his hand and extinguishing his cigar on the cigarette tray on the bar counter top as he looks at her with a soft smile.
Jame's cat ears flicked a bit and looked in the direction of the hallway in where the stairs are. He squinted his eyes in suspicion, thinking someone is just hanging around there. He keeps his eye on the corner of the hallway, hoping nothing goes wrong, especially with this Colonel in the Tavern.
Jame's cat ears flicked a bit and looked in the direction of the hallway in where the stairs are. He squinted his eyes in suspicion, thinking someone is just hanging around there. He keeps his eye on the corner of the hallway, hoping nothing goes wrong, especially with this Colonel in the Tavern.
She slightly blushed from the kiss, "I...the name is Katia...I came here to find my sister who I never met that joined the rebels...so I came here to find her and found this person to take me in for some time." The breaks were cuts of nervousness...not from fear but rather...embarrassment.
... Of course they'd be switching the subject once I got ready to write... the boy thought, disappointed due to his bad luck. Oh well, maybe they'd start talking about their plans again sooner than later.
Christofer recognized Four's voice from downstairs, and was almost curious enough to try and take a peek at the situation that was going on, but the sudden sounds from the stairs made him pull his head away from the opening fast and he'd get up rapidly
Christofer recognized Four's voice from downstairs, and was almost curious enough to try and take a peek at the situation that was going on, but the sudden sounds from the stairs made him pull his head away from the opening fast and he'd get up rapidly
Colonel goes to hold Four' hand and says "My dear, if I could I would search the entire army for your sister, but I promise you this war will be over soon and you'll see her soon" he looks at her with his dark bandits like eyes. Luke shakes his head and says "Hey! Stop stealing my moves" then both men start to laugh. Luke nods at Four acknowledging her on a good job. James still slightly paranoid at the hallway by the stairs as he makes more drinks.
She gave a bright smile and saying, "Thank you!" After that she went to attend other customer's needs. She was still 18...unusual age for a SS commander. Nonetheless, her personality was somewhat unusual as well. Cold and strong to somewhat childish and bubbly. Cheerful. .....What went wrong? "James more drinks!"
[ I'll let time pass ]
The Colonel smiles at Four as she returns to her duties and he went bald on to drinking modestly and smoking his cigar enjoying the atmosphere. For the entire night the colonel enjoyed the drinks and the company his men and of Luke's. As everyone started to leave and the tavern starting to become more and more empty, the colonel walks to towards Four and buts into her pocket a rather large tip, tip wasn't in Pamamian pesos but rather in German rechmarks, a 300 rechmarks to be more exact, with dried blood on them. He leans towards her ear and whispers "Can't wait to see you on the battlefield once more" and then walks toward the door, looks back at Luke and gives him an evil smile and a wink. For Luke, his heart dropped and Jmaes keeping a straight face gave a raised eyebrow as he cleaned the glass ware.
"Come back again!" she said without wavering. When they emptied out, she sighed and took a rest on one of the chairs. Her appearance seemed to return back to that cold and straight face. "So. What was that about?"
On the meanwhile Christofer had kept himself hidden, fleeing back into Luke's room once he had heard sounds from the stairs again. It wasn't worth risking getting caught. In the end he hadn't really managed to accoplish much, yet he was still tired, most of it due to the stressing surroundings. The boy wasn't sure on if the rebels were starting to leave, and if they weren't, when were they going to start. For now he'd have to wait in Luke's room until someone came to get him...
Luke was pale to the face and said "Before i answer your question , tell me what did he say to you and what did he whisper" he looks at her with a concern look, thinking the worse. James soon finishes up cleaning the glasses and leans on the bar counter top interested in what Colonel Ramirez said to Four.
((When I said guns blazing, I hope you took me seriously.))
The sound of uniformed footsteps hitting the gravel could be heard faintly in the distance, followed by a platoon of four Panzer IV tanks in front of a Königstiger. On every individual unit a swastika and a balkenkreuz was emblazoned somewhere, be it a coat of paint or an armband.
Headquarters had received a distress signal indicating an M.I.A. commanding officer, and had tasked a particular man with the task. It was against German S.O.P., but this commander was a valuable asset to the army and could possibly spell the end of a prized corps if the officer is lost. It pained Alexander to commit such acts of violence, but he knew that it was inevitable.
"Mein Freunds, we will extract our dear commander with our limited supplies! Do not let these inferior animals one up us!"
A chorus of cries sounded from the throat of the soldiers. Ahead, a guard pointed his army issue Luger at a blond man with blue eyes bound in rope and chains. A snarky remark from him earned him a pistol whip to the cheek. They marched on, getting closer to the village and prepared to occupy it.
The sound of uniformed footsteps hitting the gravel could be heard faintly in the distance, followed by a platoon of four Panzer IV tanks in front of a Königstiger. On every individual unit a swastika and a balkenkreuz was emblazoned somewhere, be it a coat of paint or an armband.
Headquarters had received a distress signal indicating an M.I.A. commanding officer, and had tasked a particular man with the task. It was against German S.O.P., but this commander was a valuable asset to the army and could possibly spell the end of a prized corps if the officer is lost. It pained Alexander to commit such acts of violence, but he knew that it was inevitable.
"Mein Freunds, we will extract our dear commander with our limited supplies! Do not let these inferior animals one up us!"
A chorus of cries sounded from the throat of the soldiers. Ahead, a guard pointed his army issue Luger at a blond man with blue eyes bound in rope and chains. A snarky remark from him earned him a pistol whip to the cheek. They marched on, getting closer to the village and prepared to occupy it.
[ Just to be sure, which village is that? Is it this specific village the others are at or is it a random other one? ]
[ Ok~ Should probably react to it then~ ]
The roaring sounds from afar would make the fur on the canid stiff and stand up, making him appear slightly bigger than he already was. Even if the Serbo-Russian himself wouldn't have been minding the sounds much - assuming that it was only the normal way for certain Germans to arrive - it was still in a way a natural cautious reaction to his body...
Sergei would look towards the sounds, not yet seeing anyone. He'd wait a bit, confirming that he wasn't just hearing the rebels leaving. The sounds were different enough to the rebels that the canid would uncross his arms and knock on the tavern door, trying to get Lopez attention.
"Do your visitors usually arrive with a lot of noise?" He'd ask the bartender, slightly also hoping for him to dismiss his job as the guard
The roaring sounds from afar would make the fur on the canid stiff and stand up, making him appear slightly bigger than he already was. Even if the Serbo-Russian himself wouldn't have been minding the sounds much - assuming that it was only the normal way for certain Germans to arrive - it was still in a way a natural cautious reaction to his body...
Sergei would look towards the sounds, not yet seeing anyone. He'd wait a bit, confirming that he wasn't just hearing the rebels leaving. The sounds were different enough to the rebels that the canid would uncross his arms and knock on the tavern door, trying to get Lopez attention.
"Do your visitors usually arrive with a lot of noise?" He'd ask the bartender, slightly also hoping for him to dismiss his job as the guard
"Rebels are like cockroaches, they come out of the wetwork, they don't make this much noise"Lopez says as he rushes out front to hear the noise. He knew what engines there were and rushes back and says "Well apparently for you and your freinds across it seems the chavalry has arrived not good for me and my freinds" as he looks at Sergi and Alexander. "I'm going to go warn them and I am out of here" he states as he rushes across opens the door seeing Luke already getting ready. Luke shook his head like he knew already. "Alright just to let you know, Colonel Ramiez already made us out and we are his enemy now and with this incoming armor of German troops this is good news to for you and not for us since we will be accused of kidnapping you even though we didn't" he says as he looks at Four. "James make sure the side car is ready" he states as he goes behind the counter and stuff all the money they have into his blue trench coat. Lopez went back inside his own store got his money and ran into the woods with his horse that he has. James took the large Ben gun with him and got the side car for the motorcycle ready. Luke went up stairs to his room and barged in. "Sorry kid to scare you but me and my friends are leaving, but for you German reinforcements will be here at any moment" he says as he rushes to get a few things like journal and a small box and rushes back out waving him goodbye. As he came down and about to leave out the back with James he looks at Four and asks "May I have your name?" Once he's got her name he'll be off into the jungle.
She gave her name: Four and Viera. Oddly enough she doesn't have a last name.... She switched back to her uniform. I guess I'll see them some time soon....except without the maid part...though it was somewhat fun She walked outside of the tavern. Along with the platoon was a E75 accompanying with them. The E75 command tank from her Black Rose Company.
As he gets into the motorcycle and drives away with James, Luke says to himself "I will see you once again, oh beautiful Four" as he looks back seeing his tavern get smaller and smaller as they left.
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