He smirked at the attractive secretary.
Sounds good enough. I'll bite. Count me in. When do I start?

She raised an eyebrow and said
Thanks for asking
as she pulled a small silver box from her pocket, opening it to reveal nothing, apparently. But she takes out a small monacle and hands both to him.
It's the absolute latest microprocessor from Intel's labs. We got it for this very purpose, you can ransom it for at least the 500k we owe you for starting tonight.

He chuckled slightly
I like the new policies around here. Steal your cash from an outside source, use it to pay your hit man, and then blame the theft on him. Pretty soon you won't be able to tell the scum bags like me from the law keepers.
He stared at the monocle for a bit longer then sighed.
Well I guess I was considering a vacation in France soon. I suppose I can use this as an excuse.

He saw the group coming toward him and he looked around and ducked into a small alleyway and hid behind the dumpster waiting for the group to pass by. Damnit I knew I should have had a gun. Nooo guns were cheap. I am so dead. He noticed that the alleyway lead into a small backstreet that seemed to be empty so he decided to follow it. He came to a division in the road and started following the Jamming signal.

Kalland hears the signature scream of the jets "well this keeps getting better and better. I'm wondering if you got any more aces up your sleeve Gregory" He lets a burst fly from his G36K before ducking as a barage of fire pelted the dumpster he was hiding behind.

Gregory responds with a grin
Let's hope we don't need any more!
yelling to be heard over the ever louder jet engines as his radio picks up again
Knight one...fox three!
The roar of the jet mingles with the screrching growl of a missle streaking down the street from over their heads and impaling the attacking helicopter through the cockpit glass, blowing it to pieces as the F-16 fighting falcon that fired it screamed over them with a blast of its afterburners
The radio picks up once more
Knight one to knight squadron, assume CAP (Combat Air Patrol) over the presidential helipad. Knights two and four, on my wing, we're cleaning out any remaining aerial units, over
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The remaining staffers in the room escape out of the window, but the signature phfft of an RPG alert's the president's combat sense, and not a moment too soon...(your blank to fill, zero)
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Dr. Desantis looked at Mr. Rahad, "Yes I went over the proposal, and I'll do it," Alex removed his safety goggles and rubber gloves, "It's never a good idea to overlook such matters when they present themselves. Lets go."

[ooc] So are you going to tell me exactly what's going on or not? Or should I make up something? I'm a bit in the dark.[/ooc]

"Is the chopper in the same place" he asked one of the SS. His patience was wearing thin he needed to get everyone out of here now and with the incompetence of the SS it wasn't helping. He eyes were feirce as he looked at them.

He came up to the building that the signal was coming from and looked around to see if there was any guards. "Let's hope there isn't all that many people around don't want to hurt anyone. But this seems to be the work of the terrorist."

OOC So what do I see

OOC: time for a ressurection

IC: Kalland peeked his head over the dumpster. Upon seeing a smoldering wreck of a chopper he defiantly stood up but kept his guard up just in case. he slowly paced up to the wreck of the chopper and flipped over a plate of metal revealing an injured gunner. Kalland grabs him by the collar and picks him up "OK now your gonna start talking"