Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25924729-20150722084207/@comment-5426254-20151127014527

''Happy Thanksgiving! Also, you'll see who Vert really is, as a little present. -GL'' --- As Vert and Platinum walked out of the restaurant, the two were investigating what was going on. The villagers had looked at the entire crew with unease, and something didn't seem right.

Vert was still confused by the conversation in the restaurant. He would tell her whatever was on his mind later. Right now, there were more pressing matters.

Their impromptu sleuthing trip led to a commotion back into the trailers. Something suspicious was definitely going on with the villagers and the entire town... --- Kreutznauer stumbled left and right, before finally sitting down.

''These kids never learn, do they? -Hic-''

As he was passing out, he heard a big ruckus going on nearby.

Ah, I'm sure that it'll be fine in the morning.

But he couldn't rest completely, and despite the hangover, he forced himself to stumble towards the source of the noise sometime later... --- When the two arrived, they saw the villagers wielding tools and scurrying away with bundles of metal.

"Okay, something is definitely going wrong here," Vert muttered.

The two saw Oliver and Tanner interacting with the local mayor and his bodyguards.

"Ah... fine evening lads. I was just sending some local mechanics to inspect your caravan and do some maintainance."

''Maintenance? Is this guy serious?''

"Everything's fine, run along, enjoy yourselves!"

"This is the biggest load of BS I've ever heard. Let's go," Vert remarked.

Platinum appeared to agree with this sentiment, as the two rushed in the crowd... --- Kreutznauer was stumbling along as he saw a lookout heading his way.

"Oi! You there!"

"Me?", the lookout replied.

"Yeah you. What the bloody hell's going on!?"

"Well, uh ... nothing!"

Kreutznauer didn't buy it for one second, in spite of his inebriation. He saw that the girl was about to scamper away like a rat, and instinctively froze her body, leaving her head exposed to breathe - and talk.

"Ah ... so cold, so cold! Eeek-!"

She was facing the barrel of a shotgun.

"Talk. Or else."

"We're just here by your vehicles to perform some ... maintenance! Yeah, maintenance!"

"Maintenance my arse." Kreutznauer was becoming more suspicious with each passing second.

"I... um...," The lookout was at a loss for words, until a man carrying a bundle of metal jogged behind her.

Kreutznauer shifted his gaze as he trained his gun on the other man.

"You! Where are the trailers!?"

The frightened man immediately stopped, dropped whatever he carried and raised his arms in surrender, gesturing in the trailers' direction with one finger.

Kreutznauer then made him move to the lookout's position and froze him too. He also froze their mouths shut, for good measure.

He moved as fast as he could towards the trailers. There was something that needed to be done... --- "Let us through!"

The two were struggling to get past the mayor and the two men guarding him, let alone the entire crowd taking whatever parts were left before fleeing.

"For the last time, you cannot! This is a serious matter, something that only we can take care of. All you need to do is to enjoy your stay here," the mayor replied, regaining his composure.

Then something clicked inside the trainees' heads.

"What's your angle?"

"What? What are you talking about? This is maintenance -"

"No, it's not. Tell me the truth."

"This is the truth, honest! What, are you calling me a liar?"

"Yes." The group then turned to look at the still-piss drunk Kreutznauer, who pointed a gun at the mayor and the guards.

"Can someone get this drunk off the premises!?"

"I'll tell you all the fucking truth. Sabotage."

"Sabotage?" The group was perplexed.

"Sabotage? Sabotage! You are certainly not feeling well, Mister..."

"That's Professor Kreutznauer to you," the Huntsman replied.

"Right. Why would we do something as to sabotage your vehicles? You are our honored guests! You must understand that we only wish to treat you well and to make sure your stay here is to your liking! To the point where you'll want to stay here forever!"

Vert was trying to remember from the beginning of their stay.

"Stay... Please stay forever..."

Then he made the connection.

"I see what you're doing. You're making sure our trailers are grounded! Think about it! Engine parts, suspensions, the wheels! You want to make sure we can't leave so that we'd be stuck here forever! But why!? Why go to such lengths!?"

"Because I'll tell you why," Kreutznauer replied. "They're stuck in a near-defenseless village surrounded by Grimm. Blimey! They're a bunch of lunatics by now."

The mayor broke down in tears when he realized that their plan was about to be bust. "Okay! I'm sorry! Everything's true!"

Vert was enraged over how the village was actually doing something as illegal as destroying their vehicles and any chance to move forward with the show. Not to mention that they were vandalizing, harassing, and destroying their private property.

"Unless you call your people off our trucks, I will force my way there and take whatever supplies we have left. And then we will leave you and your village behind to the Grimm."

"No! No, please, don't go! We need you! Please! I beseech you, don't leave us here! Have mercy on us!"

Incensed, the wannabe cop whipped out Order and pointed it at the poor Mayor, who was now stark, raving, mad.

"Mercy, eh? I'll show you mercy, all right... maybe I'll put you down, chop you into tiny pieces, and feed you to the bastards. Now, if you'll excuse me... I'm going to get something done," the Huntsman-In-Training replied.

Platinum was shocked that this was who Vert really was, a man who enforced his so-called "justice" through any means necessary. This was morally wrong, and quite hypocritical of himself to do so. He was going to let innocents die over something so relaively minor as this.

And to top it all off, he had little to no sympathy for their situation! He was only obsessed with his view of justice!

"Excuse me, out of the way! Hey, you, put that back to where it came from! This is ours, not yours," Vert shouted as he decided to confront some of the villagers on his way to the trailers.

Kreutznauer sighed during the whole confrontation. He actually was right about Vert, and Platinum was finally seeing his true colors first-hand. He resigned himself to grabbing a camera and began to film the altercations.

"This is Professor Kreutznauer here. As you can see, these villagers are scared shitless to the point where they'll try and leave us stranded here by stealing our parts. Then we've got Jacobs, and, well, this is his definition of justice. It's going to be a long night here in this village, because someone's going to have to clean this bloody mess."