Venlen Ghetto

The truck approaches the gate. "Well here's the chance..."

"Let's go " I run sneakily to the open gate to get in without getting noticed by the guards

*an old man and a young girl are sitting on the roof of one of the watch towers having a picnic* Lou Lou: Grampa why you pick such a strange place to have a picnic? Sirus: oh... i like the view from here and i believe we are about to witness something that i haven't seen in ages... Lou Lou: oh... OKAY! we gonna get into a fight grampa? I hope two belts of grenades are enough... Sirus: oh Lou Lou...

(OOC: Sorry I fell asleep...)
Once 8 and Oblivion infiltrated the walls of the ghetto, Oblivion guides 8 down a narrow abandoned alley out of sight from bystanders.

8 is breathing very fast in exhaustion from the infiltration and the hiding and tring to rest for a second he looks at oblivion "so "susan" what are you doing here exactly and what do you want me to do "

"You are armed right?..." Oblivion inspects the alley. "You're gonna be giving me some supportive fire when needed. Don't worry about the ammunition, there'll be plenty to scavenge where we're going..."

"I got my babies right here " 8 takes out a sawed of shotgun and a .44 magnum

Looks up at the rooftops then down to the other end of the alley. Oblivion begins to casually walk down the alley. "This way..."

Lou Lou: *follows silently behind from the rooftops* She whispers, wow grampa you sure are spry for an old geezer. Sirus: oh it's not like old age has slowed me down none. now let's hurry, we don't wanna miss the show...

Oblivion leads 8 down the backstreet behind tall concrete buildings until they eventually reach a left turn into a dead end.

A large wooden board can be seen leaning against the wall. The Oblivion moves it to the side to reveal a concealed metal door.

Oblivion cautiously attempts to open the door, but no movement from the door is seen."It's locked... Step aside and keep a lookout for anyone or anything..." He kneels down to examine the locking mechanism before starting to pick the lock.

Lou Lou: Hmmm should we follow Grampa? Sirus: I don't know... ah heck why not we getting any younger and can sure as heck handle anything here! *they wait for them to enter first*

"Information, resources, neutralizing hostiles and potential threats to me...-" A faint click echoes in the metal door. "...done...." He opens the door very slowly to reveal a corridor going left and right.

8 looks deeper in watching the dark corridor " dam I should have brought a flashlight "

"Stay quiet." Oblivion enters and turns left.

8 follows the oblivion

Lou Lou: *hops down to the ground* Sirus: *slowly shuffles down a drain pipe* Lou Lou: *opens door and sees the two corridors* Ah shoot grampa where they go? Sirus: *knows witch way but wants to meet the other two alone* only one way to find out you go right I'll go left...

The Oblivion stops, turns his head as if listening for something before resuming his walk. The duo proceed further down the corridor, sneaking past a number of closed doors and eventually turn right to see an old wooden staircase. They creep up being as silent as possible. At the top is a door to their right, a padlock bolting the door shut. The Oblivion picks the old rusting dusty lock with ease and opens the door to reveal sets of wooden beams and platforms. Below them was a room with what seems to be an important gathering of some gangsters. Old crates of supplies were stocked on the platforms, forgotten by time.

*Sirus keeps a good distance making sure he isn't detected while Lou Lou skips down another hallway merrily*

A large number of armed gangsters are listening to one man speak on a big wooden chair below. "Right on schedule...*