Board Thread:Non-TES Roleplaying/@comment-24685738-20160328225407/@comment-25038310-20160406002523

"What the.. hell did you do this thing?" The man donning the black trenchcoat asked, bewildered and confused as he looked around frantically for the weapons he had stuffed in one of the corners of the RV, only to see they weren't there anymore.

"Well, let's see.." Jon said as he looked up from his laptop screen at Sander, pointing at various things as he summarized all the changes he made to the RV.

"First off, I added bulletproof tires in case we need to you know, get the hell out of there as fast as we can.." He pointed to the floor, motioning to the tires. "Then, I added a few screens here and there, and got in a few gadgets for you. They're on the table over there. First off a night visor, since you'll be working in the dark anyways, extra bullets I managed to find somewhere both  for the M90 and the silenced pistol, a small first-person camera so I can guide you around the building, a few blueprints I managed to acquire from the landlord who may or may-not-be deceased now, a few C4 explosives from the military that Rhick had stashed in his home, and  an M320 with about 5 rounds to blow something up." He looked around as he scratched his head, trying to find anything else, overlooking the changes to the vehicle's interior for a moment.

"Oh yeah! I just dimmed the lights, added bulletproof glass coming from some fuckfaces in the centre of the city, and well.. that's it, basically. I downloaded some stuff on my laptop in which I can jam any comms in the vicinity for a few brief minutes.. Well, that's it."

"Well, that's it? You know we can't keep this RV forever, right? This thing is probably slow as hell when using it to getaway."

"Oh yeah, for the getaway, no problem. I have a getaway route as well, with another few rigged explosives on our way in case we're being followed. Let's just say it involves riding through a few cars in through The Neighborhood, and finally ending up in our own garage."

"Well, I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that and hope it won't get to that. Anyways, let's fucking go. Set me off at Pelagius' Quarter, and I'll start scaling that stupid building, do abit of parcour and land right on top of that warehouse. Kill our targets and clear the coast, wait for you and ship in our drugs. Then we get out of there as fast as possible."

"Right. I'll drive. Good luck."

"We'll need it."