Mission One: Mister O’Reilly: 1.4
Run along the outside of the house, setting the front entrance on fire as well if it isn't already. If the dog catches me, mass it into submission. If it does not, run out of the area of the estate and hide on a nearby rooftop.
Father Nkuto runs along the south wall of the villa,
…outrunning the frenzied barking of the attack dog, who loses interest and wanders off back the way he came, and sprints wheezingly up the east side to the front entrance.
…He searches about in his cassock’s many pockets: he’s run out of jars of petrol! Cupping his hands to shield his lighter from the rising wind, he forlornly sets fire to a small pile of dried leaves near the open front door and kicks them inside.
They smoulder and smoke very slightly threateningly.
…Job done, Father Nkuto flees the villa’s grounds and shimmies up a nearby drainpipe onto a convenient roof, from which he can survey the slightly smoking main entrance, the demolished front wall, and the two hundred metres from the front of the villa to the main road.
Walk menacingly further into the manor, still chanting scripture while looking for the mark. Or the papers. Either/or, really.
Inside, Father Anderson takes a right, comes face to face with a burning pile of rubble, takes what, in the smoke, he believes is a left and another left and perhaps another left, rushes along with the sound of the fire alarm all but bursting his eardrums, and come face to face with a burning, or rather slightly smouldering, pile of dried leaves.
They smoke at him very slightly threateningly.
…He appears to be back at the front entrance. He wonders if he was chanting the right kind of scripture.
Use non-lethal tactics to subdue that guard. And if it works, try to search the man for any useful items on hand.
…Clutching his injured groin, Father Pax leaps to his feet, and begins subduing his assailant with some rather pertinent Latin verses about the dangers of inappropriate food on religious fast days!
…The security guard parries with a rather good question!
”Well Father, that might very well be the case, but don’t you think that should rightly be an ecumenical matter?””I… but- um…“ Follow Father Auburn with rifle drawn. He can go first. I insist. If, for some foolish reason, he decides to lay hand on me, exorcise that foul ghost with a Sanctified German Suplex.
Father Auburn, recognizing another priest due to their identical choice of disguise, shoves Father Crimson towards the sound of the hounds and heads upstairs. With no clothes that could catch fire, he should be safe.
”Excellent disguise, my priestly brother! Now you distract the dogs while I go upstairs to look for our, as they say, feckin' target. Err, the fire - is of no significance.”"No. That feckin' dog can't get here. This place's on feckin' fire. Dogs hate fecking fire. Go ahead, brother, but know that I shall be right behind thee, for you could make for quite the useful meatshi-- er, Holy Vanguard."HOLY PRIEST-OFF!Father Crimson: TWO!
Father Auburn: SIX!
Father Auburn shoves Father Crimson through the rubble-strewn ring of fire and into the mouth of the waiting attack dog!
He runs upstairs and then-
Bite the feck out of that reddish priest!
Burst in there and clear the way! By shooting Father Auburn, to clarify!
…Whilst the vicious dog barks happily at Father Crimson and rubs himself up against his naked leg, a fully dressed armed bodyguard bounds down the stairs into Room 3 to clear the way for his client, rolling into cover behind a sofa and busting off a shot with his pistol at the naked priest as he does so!
…The terrifying nudity clearly puts him off, and the shot goes wide!
Rush down protecting Mister O’Reilly! Get him out of the burning building! Feck!
Covered by Armed Guard Two, another bodyguard runs downstairs directly in front of Mister O’Reilly, ushering him into Room 1 as he also aims and fires towards the naked apparition in his client’s burning living room.
…A bullet passes right through Father Auburn’s shoulder! He grimaces and fecks and shites in pain!
Mister O’Reilly and his bodyguard get away into Room 1 and slam shut the door.
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Name: Father Nkutu, formerly known as Father Curran, Harry Baldman
Health: [10/10] | Overwatching main entrance on a roof
Skills: Tis But a Flesh Wound!Inventory: Sniper rifleName: Father Crimson, Errol
Health: [8/10] | Naked | Room 3
Skills: Competent BullshiterInventory: Assault rifleName: Father Alexander Anderson, ragnarok97071
Health: [4/10] | Main entrance
Skills: Competent Bayonet UserInventory: Blessed BayonetName: Father Auburn, Digital Hellhound
Health: [8/10] | Naked | Room 3
Skills: Competent Heathen ImpersonatorInventory: Armoured BibleName: Father Pax, Tiruin
Health: [3/10] | Far right corridor
Skills: Competent Flashbang UserInventory: FlashbangName: Mister O’Reilly, Target
Health: [10/10]Skills: ??
Inventory: ??
Name: Security Guard One
Health: [8/8] | With Father Pax
Name: Armed Guard One
Health: [8/8] | Headed Room 1 with Mister O’Reilly
Name: Armed Guard Two
Health: [8/8] | With Father Auburn
Unique Special Priestly Discretion Level Ups Available if You Survive!
Father Nkuto: Take The Shots!
Father Crimson: Geronimo!