Code Geass Gino Novels & Stories

I’m about to close my eyes, as my phone chimes. And I finally get my awaited code. Ginevra: Via libera.

With one scoop, she felt Gino sweep her off her feet and position her on his shoulders despite her refusal. "Did it look like I was letting you decide that" Gino sighed as he grabbed hold of the extinguisher and positioned it under his armpit. "Now just stay still, lets get out of here" . He punched the security code in and the smoke that greeted them was nearly enough to make her topple over, save for Gino's hand securing her in place. He sprayed the extinguisher as they managed to weave their way through the smoke. She collapsed against him, trying not to put too much weight on him as she knew she would weigh a lot more in her nearly passed out state. So far she had heard no gunshots, mean

He looked at the camera with bruised and bleeding face. "10-32... 10-33... 10-0... Code 3, silence 207... " our eyes widened. "Hey, what are those numbers? You counting already? No need, you'll die soon anyways! But we will play with you first!" "01000111... 01110010 01100101 01100101 01100011 01100101... " Shit. He knows how to code!? "He's in Greece." I said followed by a yawn. I shake my head. You just woke up, self. You're sleepy again?

“I don’t need your help, Miru.” Kaze glanced at a contemptuous Gino and said indifferently, “You have no right to give me extra attention anyway, Mr. Hebrew.” He was only being honest, but Miru and Gino took it as defiance. Gino pulled a sour look. “How dare you? Who do you think you are? You’re not Chairman White or Ms. Souffle. Trust me when I say I’ll get you fired—”

“He drank blood?” “He was biting people’s throats out, I don’t think drinking their blood while he was at it is an unrealistic leap, do you?” He asks pointedly. “That’s a good point, and now that you mention it, he’s starting to sound familiar, and I don’t mean because he’s named after an iconic fictional vampire. As for the first victim, I’m pretty sure he is an assassin who went by the Codename Castrati, so named because he was fond of emasculating his male victims and keeping the parts as a souvenir. Or at least I assume so since the appendages were never found." My words make Silas squirm and cross his legs, and I hide my amusement at his discomfort. “I hadn’t seen him at the last Tourna

He was the smallest of the 25, in size, barely 5'3", no military past, just a record of ghosting every foster system he’d been placed into. Raised by no one, loyal to nothing. That’s what got Antonioni’s attention. But Zino was also a coding wizard. Got Antonioni's attention there too. Milo dropped a hard drive on the table. "Your target is a courier. a Lorenzo’s man. He has a molar implant, titanium cap, right lower second molar. Inside it? Data. Maps. Codes. List of defectors." Zino’s brows twitched, just once.

he added casually, looking at his fingernails, like he didn’t just drop a crazy important detail on us. “Well, then, tell us!” I demanded. “Take me with you,” he demanded back. I gritted my teeth and stared him down, but he just stared right back, unaffected by my demeanor. “He’s growling again,” Reid stage whispered, and Nolan snorted but tried to cover it with his hand. “Fine,” I hissed out between my teeth. “What’s the code?” He grinned in triumph. “It’s 59226.” “Why?” I asked with a furrowed brow.

I nod in acknowledgement. Gino is my sicario, responsible for doing the dirty work for the crew. He takes care of our enemies secretly. “ Anything from him?" I ask and he shakes his head. “ Apart from the fact that he isn't from here, there's nothing to identify who sent him." Gino reports. " He isn't from here?” Now, that's surprising. " Yeah. He has an accent, Russian accent to be precise.” Gino replies and I see something flash in his eyes; dread.

' Gabriele thoughtfully glance at the guy who finally came in front of him and stopped, keeping a little bit of distance from him. His looks were ordinary but the sharp grey and shallow eyes stood out of this ordinary features and the expensive clothing he wore. He smiled and offered his hands covered with white cloth. Gabrielle stared at it before finally reaching out for it to shake with a reluctant expression even though that expression can’t be seen. The guy in front of him as if noticing his reluctance at shaking hands on him, take back his hands immediately after a brief contact of Gabriel skin. He smiled once again and offered to introduce himself, "I'm Cuzo. Clone and Kuro Young Mast

“Explain. Fast.” Noa didn’t take his eyes off the screen. “Sabine didn’t create me from scratch. She patterned me. My mind, my body, everything she built into me was based on someone who came before. An experiment she didn’t fully control. She called it ‘the prototype’ in some of her files. I always thought that meant me.” “But it was him,” Alessio muttered. “Yeah.” Ivy’s fingers flew across her keyboard. “Got something. His ID tag buried in the network logs Project Subject: 0000. Codename: GHOST.”