“All right. Hold on, the phones in the duffel bag just buzzed.” Njuddett@beamail.net targets are on the loos, they have the breifcase their in a small plane “Gotta give Juddett some credit, can’t spell for beans but is on top of his crime.” I tap the pilot on the shoulder tell him that they’re after us. The pilot turns around to face me. It’s Kutt in the pilot’s seat.
Due to a shooting all planes are grounded in Belasco City. Fuck. How am i even going to get the Briefcase back.
Yeah, I give up on sleeping. Engines are way too loud. @zestyfolfdude, what did the phones say? *I glance over at the Pilot* “Wait... do I know you?”
*I stand in the Airport Terminal, seeing how every flight slowly gets changed to Delayed or Cancelled* *I pull out my phone and start dialing* Ashley: Offices of Tagomi Accounting and Trading, Im Ashley. How can i help you? Me: hey Ashley. Its me again. I need to talk to Anton again.. Ashley: He is.... Unavailable. Any messages you would like me to relay to him as soon as he is back? Me: Fuck.... Tell him that his fucking briefcase grounded all flights. The airport is closed and im stuck here thanks to him. Ashley: Ok, i will tell him as soon as i *Gunshots can be heard on the distance, getting closer and closer as Ashley speaks. The call cuts out suddenly* --- Post updated --- Holy fuck. I need to get out of here... or maybe hide?! I cant stay in the airport. *I look over to the Bertz Car Rental Counter* Hopefully they wont know what happened to the Sunburst
Oh my god... It’s you. I though you were in prison! *I turn around to face @zestyfolfdude and @98crownvic.* “Any ideas?”
Kutt gives me an evil grin. “We won’t be brainstorming any ideas here.” “You do realize I am in charge of your lives? I can run this hunk of steel into the ground if I feel like it.” My mouth grows dry. “I have buddies at the airport right now holding off the police. We’re going to take this plane right back there, where we will take what we need from then leave you dead in the bathrooms.” “What-“ Kutt cuts me off. “Why did I empty out an entire criminal organization to try and kill you? No, I’m serious. Everyone in that organization is dead, they were my closest friends. I did it because you killed Parker.” He paused. “He was a mentor, a friend, like a father to me. And you killed him. So I will kill you.” He gave a toothy grin.
Also, didn’t parker take down a plane or something? We weren’t the ones who killed him. How about we leave, and just put this thing behind us. --- Post updated --- Just... don’t crash the plane. You have no reason to kill us, Parker killed himself. Me, @98crownvic, and @zestyfolfdude didn’t kill him.
“I don’t... CARE!” Kutt says. “I’m tired of- Quickly, I grabbed my pistol. I shot in the direction of the cockpit, but hit the glass instead. Kutt dives out of the pilots seat and lunges towards me, but I uppercut him. His head snaps back. He sucker-punches me in the forehead and kicks me in the stomach. Vic kicks Kutt in the rear end, and Brien punches him in the neck. Kutt screams in agony.
With my only daily car written off, I was desperate for something else that I could drive. Suddenly, I got a phone call. Me: "Hello?" ????: "Hi, is this Eric?" Me: "Yeah. and you are...?" ????: "Er this is... This is Warren Malory." Me: "Warren Malory... Wait. Morgan is that you?" Morgan: "Shush, the feds could be listenin' in on this. Yes, this is Morgan." Me: "Morgan! What are you doing, calling so suddenly?" Morgan: "Well, you see... I just needed to ask you something..." Me: "Walters, I don't do that kind of work anymore and you know it." Morgan: "I know, I know! Just here me out..."
Anyone know how to fly a plane!? *The plane begins a rapid decent downwards* *I look around and see and island with an landing strip* “You guys, take care of Kutt, I’m gonna try to land this thing...” --- Post updated --- With my right arm, I steady the plane and head towards the runway. * @zestyfolfdude and @98crownvic continue attacking the pilot *
"You better damn figure out how to fly a plane. Death by insane goon slash plane crash is nowhere even near my top 10 ways to go out-" I get kicked in the stomach. "Oooooooooookay, I really just don't appreciate that at all." I return the gesture to Kutt. "Where the hell are we landing anyway?" I yell over the fighting and terrible whine of the propeller. "I really don't get paid enough to do this."
I grab Kutt’s head and hit it against the plane window. He screams in pain, and rears back to punch me. I twist his arm behind his back before he can do so I uppercut him, and he’s out cold. “We need to land this thing, then get an FBI flight to Firwood. The few associates Kutt has left will follow, of course.
Right boys, we are going down... Sheeeeit! Brace yourselves!!!! *The plane smashes through branches , tearing off the wing and propeller before coming to a stop. The collision knocks me, @98crownvic, and @zestyfolfdude out.* *Smoke bellows out of the wreaked plane*
