Indiana Jones and the Mask of the Aztecs

[Kepic]

Indy

"How long are we going to be up here?" I heard her say, her voice sounding anxious and more than a little strained.

I opened my eyes and looked at her, sat stiff upright in her seat beside mine. "Shouldn't be too long," I said, trying to give a her a reassuring smile. "Relax, we'll be back on the ground before you know it."

I settled back in my seat, and closed my eyes again.

A little while later, I awoke from my nap, to see one of the crew emerge from the cockpit door and walk past us. He smiled, and passed through a curtain into the back of the plane.

Shortly afterwards, half fallen back into my doze again, I was awoken by the plane lurching to one side.

"Shit, what's the pilot doing?" I said. "This doesn't feel much like turbulence to me," I added, as I got out of my seat and walked over to the cockpit door, opening it and glancing inside.

"Can't you get one of them to make this a little easier on me?" said Miss Bates, her face looking pale.

"Um," I said, looking at the slumped body of one of the pilots in his seat, a bloody patch on the front of his uniform, where his 'fellow' co-pilot had obviously stabbed him. I stepped inside, and seated myself down at the now empty co-pilots chair - its previous occupant now probably gathering up his 'chute I imagined - looking at the dials before me, as I tenatively grasped the controls.

"Whats going on?" I heard her call out.

"Do me a favour, would you?" I called back, a little nervously.

"What?" she replied, her concern showing in her voice.

"See if there are any parachutes hung in the back," I replied, already guessing what the answer would be.

 

[Destiny_Brent]

*Jazma watched through the entire conversation looking quite amused by Indy's cautiousness over himself and raised her brows in surprise at the letter of introduction. She hadn't known he'd had that... it seemed she wasn't told much of what's going on about this trip. She was a little annoyed at that but sighed. This trip would get her her recognition in London... hopefully.

 

[carini]

Miriam

My eyes popped instantly wide open. "Parachutes!?! No No Why do you... no .. oh god .. oh god... This is why i don't fl..." the words were half out of me when i felt like i was gonna throw up. i bent forward and put my head between my knees, trying to take a few deep breaths.
I could hear Indy yelling back from the cockpit. "Calm Down Miss Bates, I just need you to see if they are there. We aren't going to use them"

 

[Kepic]

Indy

Thankfully, the co-pilot - a Axis agent, no doubt - had not smashed any of the dials, and our compass bearing looked fairly on track. Altitude had dropped somewhat.

Steadying the plane, after a little effort, I began to gently bring the nose down for a descent.

"Forget the 'chutes" I called back, "get up here, and give me a hand. Don't worry, I've been in worse scrapes than this."

Though, saying that didn't give me much comfort. We hadn't even reached the airstrip yet. What else where they planning on throwing at me? It was obvious they knew I was involved in this one now from the start - at least before I had some element of surprise on my side.

 

[carini]

I made my way up to the cockpit grasping each seat white knuckled as i moved. Seeing the pilot slumped over and bloody i instantly panicked. "Oh god... we're gonna die..." i bend in half and took deep breaths, trying to calm myself. "What.. do.. you .. need .. me.. to .. do..."

 

[Roland Gilliad]

Rolando De Gilliad

*he could have roared, but didnt, he HAD A parachute, and so did his partner, just in case, but he wanted to see how indy would handle this, It would be intresting to watch the legendary Doctor Jones at work, he grinned slightly to himself, and sat back, his eyes soft* comon jonesy...lets see you do what you do best...*whispered, only so his partner could hear, thankfully he wouldnt ask him for assistance, he could fly this thing, but that wouldnt be any fun now would it??*

 

[Kepic]

Indy

OOC: RG, this was a small, twin-engined plane - not really any room for two stowaways to hide in. You're more likely to be following in another plane.

IC:
"Take the stick, and keep her steady," I said. "I need to check something."

When the co-pilot had walked pasted me, I remembered he was carrying a small sack - something which I hadn't really paid much attention to at the time, but now struck me as a little odd.

As she took the controls, and I slipped out of the seat for her to take my place, I hurried out into the passenger cabin, pulling aside the curtain, which hid the cargo compartment door, which I pulled open.

A rush of air greeted me, but I was expecting it, and kept my feet. The rear cargo hatch was open - obviously where he had jumped the plane. Holding tight onto the frame, I leaned in, and looked to either side.

The plane jerked suddenly, and I shouted up "Keep it steady!", just before adding under my breath, "oh shit."

Chained against one of the sides was a bundle of dynamite and a timer. We didn't have long, either. Certainly not long enough to land the plane.

I hurried back to the pilots compartment, and swapped with Miss Bates again, wracking my mind for an idea.

"Grab hold of something," I said, just before I put the plane into a quick descent.

The ground below was too hilly to land, despite the little vegetation that grew there. Then, I noticed the line of telegraph poles. Well... might work... it had to. I turned the plane towards them.

"Take off your stockings," I said.

"What?" she replied.

I glanced back at her. "No time to explain, take off your stockings!"

 

[carini]

Completely perplex i hitched up my skirt and unsnapped my gaters, Muttering and panicking the whole time."We're gonna crash and you want my stockings! I'm gonna die looking like a harlot!" I stripped them off anf handed them to him, bracing myself against the door frame.

 

[Wolfstalker]

Alex stood looking out over the dig. Life sucked at the moment. Not only was Bate's missing, Dr. Jones haden't answered her tellie, and Mim was on her way down here.
Alex thought back on her life and relized she was a loser cmpared to mostgirls her age. She wasn't like other girls. She couldn't be a wimppy simpering 'oh help me please' kind of girl. She was a kick ass take names latter. She was......she was Alex.
Alex watched as the supply truck pulled into camp.
"Seniorita Agar. How good it is to see you again." The driver said.
Alex's skin crawled as he looked her up and down in a not so nice way.
"Hey, asshole, my face isn't in the center of mychest!" Alex snapped at him as she grabbed the supply manafest to sign.

 

[Kepic]

Indy

"Not if I can help it," I replied, as I levelled the plane off again, flying it just above and to the side of the telegraph poles, as low to the ground as I could, pulling back on the throttle as much as I dared without stalling the engines.

"Hold the stick - and steady," I said, and she reached over and did as I asked, before I tied it off against the seat with the stockings she had given me.

"What are you doing?" she asked.

I got up. "Come on, we haven't got much time" I said quickly, heading for the passenger hatch, pulling the handle.

"Oh my god, you're not saying we're going to jump-" she began, as I pulled my bullwhip from my belt, then took off my hat and stuffed it down inside my shirt.

"'fraid so," I said, grabbing her waist, "hold on tight."

I flexed the whip, looking at the telegraph wire that lay just under the wing, then gasped back at her. "Not quite that tight!"

"I'm sorry... but you're not serious, are you... can't you fly this thing to the-" she began, and just as she loosened her grip a little, I cracked out my whip, the strands wrapping about the wires, as I jumped out, her arms wrapped about my chest.

"Oh my god!" she shrieked, her grip retightening. My own two-handed grip on the whip handle likewise clamped down, as we swung down and away from the plane.

We hung on the swinging braided whip for a while, with her making more squealing cries. When the explosion came, as the bomb aboard the plane went off, she gave another shriek of terror.

"You can let go now," I said hoarsely, her grip about me making it a little hard to breath.

"This isn't happening... this isn't... I don't want to die..." she was mumbling. I glanced back at her, her face buried against my shoulder, eyes tight shut.

"We're only about... a foot off the ground... you can lower yourself... down from me... and please... let me breath," I said.

 

[Destiny_Brent]

Jazma watched in interest as the plane began to faulter. She watched as the pilot jumped out of the plane. "Looks like they're gonna have some problems." Chuckled as she looked over at her partners, "So who do you think is responisble for this one?"

 

[carini]

I pulled my face away from his shoulder and looked down. Seeing that he was telling the truth i lower myself down shakily. He came down seconds later.
"WHere exactly are we?"

 

[Roland Gilliad]

*He cocked an eyebrow over at her* Dont know, But we've both got a good idea..*he muttered* We gotta put this thing down and fast,I Think there's a cycle in the back of this thing....it IS a Cargo plane you know....*He walked front, ordering his pilots to land the plane somewhere in the immediate vicinity, he needed to get down there, and NOW*

 

[Kepic]

Indy

"Well, we're in Mexico, at least," I said, looking towards the burning wreckage of the plane, where it lay some four hundred yards up just off the row of telegraph poles.

I nodded in that direction, as I pulled my hat out of my shirt and patted it back ontop of my head.

"We'll head that way. It won't be far to we get to some settlement or other, then we can get to where we were supposed to be going by vehicle."

"We've got to walk?" she groaned.

"Either that, or sprout wings. Come on, lets get going."

With a shake of the whip handle, I unlooped the braids from the wires above, and looped it back up into its usual position at my belt.

 

[carini]

I let out a small sigh as we started walking. Why do i always end up havig to walk when i wear the wrong shoes. After what seemed like forever i stumbled and fell flat on my face.
"Oh Phooie!" Indy gave me and hand and i got back to my feet only to notice the heel of my shoe snapped practially off. "ARGH! I swear when i find daddy i'm gonna wring his neck. He's probablly sitting in some temple somewhere oblivious to the fact that he is missing and i'm trudging god knows where in Mexico with a broken shoe."

 

[Roland Gilliad]

*After The damn plane landed finally, He got out and was currently watching indy through Binoculars* Hmmm...*chuckles at the broken shoe* Wish I had a map on me..blast....We've got no other choice. *he turned to his partner and grinned* We'll go there by plane ourselves. and wait for him, he SHOULD be fine getting there, if Not, we'll backtrack and see where he went....Sound good? Give us some time to.......Get to know one another. *g*

 

[Kepic]

Indy

The sound of the another planes engines didn't escape my notice, as it landed somewhere off in the distance. I only hoped it was that smug british fellow, and not a bunch of Nazi's preparing to pursue us on the ground.

I glanced down at her feet, her looking at the broken heel of one shoe in frustration.

"Here," I said, "take them off."

"First my stockings, now my shoes?" she said, glaring at me, though she did as I asked. I snapped off the heels, and passed them back to her.

"They were expensive!" she cried.

"One was already broken," I replied, with a shrug, "and you'll be able to walk a little easier with them now, Miss Bates. Anyway, I can't keep calling you that, whats your first name?"

"Miriam," she said, putting the shoes back on.

"Okay, Miriam, you can call me Indy. Lets get going, then. I've no idea how far it is. And as for your father - we'll find him I'm sure, don't worry."


[OOC: I'll speed this forward a little...]


The evening was drawing to a close by the time we reached the airport. The co-pilot had pulled that stunt apparently only an hour or so away from it, and for that I was thankful, and obviously Miriam was also. We walked around a couple of the airstrips to the passenger terminal, getting more than a few odd looks from our dishevelled appearance after our trip.

"I'd better phone Marcus, let him know we've arrived safely" I said. "Then we can get on to the hotel. We'll set off for the dig tommorrow."

 

[carini]

I was more than happy to see something that at least resembled civilazation. All i wanted after all this was a warm bath a clean clothes. I'd have to find a shop and buy some clothes but at least i was still alive. Taggin along behind Indy, he told me to call him that and it made me smile every time i said it, had worn me out but my father was mre important than my shoes or my clothes. The thought of him in danger made me want to burst into tears. But Indy, , said we would find him and i knew i could trust him.

 

[Destiny_Brent]

Jazma

Headed back towards the plane looking somewhat amused. "A good idea Mr. Gillian." Smiled sweetly, "It's always good to ... know your partner better." Had another thought but decided he probobally had not intended it that way. She smiled as she glanced over his figure, he was a handsome man well built and strong. She couldn't help but imagine what he'd be like in bed, probobally very exciting. She shivered inwardly at the thought. Then she simply nodded again concealing her thoughts as she headed towards the plane. "Of course. I'm sure they'll catch up. I've heard many tales about Indiana Jones." Went through the door as he offered to let her go first. "Thank you."

 

[Roland Gilliad]

Rolando De Gilliad

*he grinned over at her as they flew to town*

(Few hours later, same as ole indy)

*He took her hand into his as he pushed open the hotel door, and smiled at her, leading her though it, Both of them all spiffed up, him in a Fine Suit and Tie, Fitting Just Right of course, with a rose in the pocket, he smiled over at her, looking her up and down once, then nodding his approval, Walking over to the Desk he got a NICE room, actually, TWO nice rooms, one for him, and he said, one For a Doctor Jones. and grinned, both on the penthouse, oooooh sooo perfect. He offered his hand to her* shall we go then...? *his voice hinted that he knew what she was up to, and was thinking the same damn thing*

 

[Wolfstalker]

Alex looked up as loud boom was heard. She looked to the north and saw a cloud of black smoke rollng in the air. alex shook her head. It seemed that ether the mlitary and rebils where fighting again or something had blown up.
Pedro ran up to her."Alex something has blown up. Olivass saw it on his way here."
Alex waved to John, the foreman."Get ready we could have trouble."

 

[Destiny_Brent]

Jazma

Jazma smiled seductively looking him over. "Ah only one room for us?"

She then heard him ask, "Shall we go then?"

She smiled, "Of course, let's." Giggled lightly and squeezed his hand." She then looked towards the key in his hand and pulled him tenderly towards the room. "I have got to get out of these clothes..." Tugged at her dress in mock discomfort.

 

[Kepic]

Indy

"We've landed... um... arrived safely, Marcus" I said into the phone, "Yes, we got here a little late... tell you about it when we get back... no, everythings fine... we're going over to the hotel now. Hmm? A telegram arrived for me? Read it out will you?"

I listened to the message, then sighed. "Well, that all but confirms my suspicions. I'll get over to the dig first thing in the morning. Yes, I'll take care of myself, and Miss Bates. Don't worry, old friend. Bye."

I hung up, then walked back over to Miriam. "Lets get over to the hotel, after that plane ride, I'm kind of looking forward to a comfortable bed and a good nights rest. We'll drive out to the dig first thing in the morning."

 

[Neale]

Margrave Wilhelm von Stark

The Margrave von Stark was one of the Fuhrer's most trusted, and twisted, SS officers. His family had served for centuries as the most purely loyal -and evil- servants of the Fatherland's rulers. Their depravity was legendary, and their power grew despite changes in government.

Wilhelm was the latest, cruelest head of that family. Born an albino, he had overcome this weakness through the strength of will inherited from his ancestors. He stood exactly 6 feet tall, with pale white skin and hair, and white eyes. While he was no stranger to physical combat, his true gift lay in manipulating others to act for him.

His agents had told him of the Mask of the Aztecs, and his keen mind immediately realized its true importance, and value to the Reich. Immediately, he bent all his resources towards locating it. One of his first orders was to order the kidnapping of the man thought to be most able to locate it, Dr. Bates.

Unfortunately for his plans, the good doctor had proven highly resistant to any means of persuasion that would not leave him unable to help them. Other means were needed...

"Meine Soldaten! Information to me about Dr. Bates has come. You vill go now, into town, und bring his daughter to me. You vill not harm her! Oh, und if the famous Dr. Jones interferes... kill him."

Wilhelm relaxed then, on the veranda of his villa near town. Soon, he thought, all would be in place.

 

[Angelus]

Dr. Samuel Bates

Dr. Bates sat down on the chair as he had nowhere else that he could be and felt the ropes around his arms. He moved his arms to try and loosen them and instantly felt the pain shoot through his arms when he did as the ropes dug into the skin of his arms. He knew that there had to be someway out of this but as he sat there he couldn't think of any way right now. He heard a noise and looked to the door to see a person dressed in a German uniform walk in with a bowl full of food. He put the food down and said, "You will eat this now."
"I am afraid that I can't good sir as my arms are kind of tied behind me and unless you want to feed me then I would love to have them untied."
The German looked at Dr. Bates and then looked around as if trying to figure out what to do and then leaned forward to untie him. As soon as he untied Dr. Bate's hands he leaned foward to get the food but as soon as he did his head connected with the German's who fell to the ground. He looked at the German as another rushed into the room and said, "Oh goodness, I am so sorry. I did not mean to do that."

Dr. Bates then went to pick up the food but as he did some rope went around his arm and the tray fell forward, spilling some of the hot food onto the front of one of the German's pants and as the German screamed out he said, "I am so sorry about that, I hope that you are not too badly hurt."