The Acorn Cafe

Gunslinger Bink II

Six Months Later.
In a small Southern Italian town by the lake with the same name of Nemi, two young female squirrels are were pulled out from a fancy sports car from a near watery grave. One was in her early 20’s, red haired; the other, blonde, about 1/2 the age of the first. They share many traits, and as documents found at the scene say- sisters. Among other things found in the documentation, two cards: each with different phone numbers, one was an American phone number.

The local law and public safety authorities call the American number first. The phone rings for several rings, before a sleepy voice answers.

“Hello? I hope who ever you are, that you know it is 3 in the morning here.”, the voice says.
“Pardon the intrusion, sir. We found this number and would like you to answer some questions for us.”, a voice says with a very thick Italian accent.
“Oh, you better not be some telemarketer- I am going to kill you if you are!”, is given in a semi angered tone.
“My apologies. We are with Nemi Law and Public Safety… I am Officer Povucci”
“Nemi?”
“Nemi… Italy.”
“What happened to Tammy?”
“So you do know Miss Squirrel?… Can I ask if you know what she is doing in Italy?”
“She just moved over there to be with family. What happed to her?”
“We pulled her sports car out from the town lake, they were barely alive when found. They are alive, but we need more information on them, family history, friends, her job… would you know any of this information?”
“I know that their mother married some wealthy Italian over a year ago, and about 1/2 a year later they were murdered. I was with Tammy trying to get her sister, Bink, back from the Social Work Agency who took care of her, but they thought the young girl had no family. It took a long time, but both sisters were reunited and since then have been living in Italy.”
“And who are you?”
“Me? I am Fernando, a friend of the family. I work for the World Organization of Rescue Rangers as Emergency Medical Support and Logistics.”
“I See. Is there anyway way for you to come here and identify them?”
“Are they dead?”
“They are not dead. How do you Americans say- They are in a coma. The doctor says that they are improving.”
“I will be there with my team tomarrow morning. Could you FAX me the information? Same number, just let the number ring until the fax machine in this end pick up.”
“I can send you the information…”
“Have you called anyone else about them?”
“We have another number, which we had not tried yet.”
“Don’t call anyone until after I and my team are there.”
“We will be waiting for your arrival then.”

The phone hangs up on their end.

Fernando gets up out of bed, and walks into the bathroom to wash up. Then he gets dressed and starts walking to the Café. It being 3:33 in the morning, hardly anyone was there. Fernando walks behind the alarm and reaches into a box with a mad-scientists knife switch on it. Above it in red large letters covered in dust and cobwebs “Emergency Ranger Call” In small letters under it- “Do Not Use Unless It An Absolute Emergency.” In tiny letter under that, “This Mean You, Dale!”

An Airraid Alarm howls, an old bell in the branches rings and all tv and radios in The Café switch to the Emergency Ranger Galactic Frequency. In minutes, the place fills up with Rangers. The Starship and Naval Captains away on patrols or mission appear on the tv screens. Chip comes out from one of the upper floors of The Café residence area, “Dale- if you pulled that switch again, so help me!”

Fernando walks over to the Center of The Café floor, talking out loud to everyone there.

“People, Something happened to Tammy and Bink in Italy. I need a small team to go with me check on her and give any asssitance. We leave this evening.”
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GsB II: Acorns and Ergot.

[OOC]
I know some may say that its a bit Premature to start a second part to the Gunslinger Bink story line, since it is not fully closed. The GsB story is finished, but there are still loose ends to sort out.

-Fernando has taken cared of the CIA, so any potiential arrests that could have been issused, were issued and released in under 4 hours, with no mark on the personal records.
-Treasures obtained in the GsB mission, belong to their finders.
- GsB II picks up where in Vol. 3 of the manga version of GsG. See me in the chat room for details.
-Warning, this will contain character deaths, good and bad. If you have a few spare red shirt characters, they will be used.

In case you did not know, Ergot is a mold that grows in the wild, particularly on Rye, but it grows everywhere. Including acorns. It is a key componant in the making of the Hallucinigentic Drug LSD. The Rangers will be dealing with their SWA Counter parts in Italy, and the Italian terrorists and Crime Lords, espeicailly in those dealing in Ergot/LSD market. The CIA will also rear its ugly head again, and our cyborg ladies may have to deal with their old issues again.

See you on the mission...
ROLL CALL!
[/OOC]

"Is any equipment or means of transportation required?" asks the AI bat.

Anything is always welcomed, CCC

OOC: Well, not sure if it will do any good (again) but consider Task Force 2TX38 mobilized again. Except that this time, it will be smaller: just the battleship USS Texas (BB-72, CO: Captain Dixon) and the cruiser USS San Jacinto (CG-56, CO Captain Linda Hale) and a the USS Winston S. Churchill (DDG-81, CO TBD later.)

(Posted for Rosie, since her internet died on her tonight.)

*Rosie thunders up the stairs after hearing Fernando's news and flies through her door.*

"This evening! What do I need? I don't know what to take or how long I will be gone. Well, better take what I need."

*Rose runs around her room, throwing clothes into one bag and miscellaneous tools into a burgundy quilted canvas shoulder bag. She pauses in her fluttering to pull on her boots.*

"Maybe I won't make a huge screw up of everything for once and they'll be proud of me". *She says to her reflection in the mirror as she stuffs her Peacemakers into her shoulder holsters and puts on her jacket.*

*Bags in hand, Rose bursts out her door*

"Aai, yi yi! Easy there!" *The startled face of Hondo met her in the hall. They had almost collided. Hondo was all ready to head out himself in hat and leather jacket. His rifle was over one shoulder and a bag over the other. The grip of his .45 peeked out from under his coat in it's own shoulder holster.*

"Aah! You had the same idea!" *Rosie exults as he grins at her similar appearance. She steps across the hall and bangs on another door* "Hey Charlie!!"

*RR appears half packed with his jacket half on.* "Yes?"

"You going to come?" *Rose asks*

"I suppose."

"Great! Count RR and I in Fernando!"

Hondo sat on the bar cheakin' his gun loads after his near collision.
"You can count me in, Boss Squirrel man. I might even see if I can round a an acquaintance I don't like to join us." Hondo said with a smirk and a look of bein' ready for some new action.

Hondo

*Leaving his door open, RR proceeds around the room, collecting his gear in a quick and long-practiced fashion. For the moment, his uniform jacket is forsaken for the bomber jacket and fedora that so many Rangerphiles prefer. Into the one suitcase go a few changes of clothes, some pieces of equipment, and a small toolkit. However, in a holster at his shoulder sits his secret weapon...the little toy that he and Gadget have been working on for some months. The pistol has the appearance of some sort of automatic, but the barrel is heavier, and a glowing powerpack is obvious within the grip. Drawing it suddenly, RR depresses the trigger pad, and a beam of blue fire erupts from the muzzle, evaporating a vase across the room into shards. Reholstering the experimental, he jots down a quick note to Chip.*

"Tell Gadget it works."

*Grabbing his bag and his fedora, RR hurries downstairs, joining the group that has assembled around Fernando...and wondering what trouble these two young squirrels have gotten everyone into this time.*

"Shall we take Enterprise? She's in port, and the engine's just been upgraded. No cruise like a trial cruise, I always say."

I've got an army of tripods and a lot of spare scrap metal. Any specific requests, or are you willing to take your chances with "anything"?

There's a loud noise as a spaceship lands in the backyard, squishing grass and garbage. A few minutes later the door open, revealing a man in dark blue uniform.

"Greetings. I'm back to refuel and...." he pauses, spotting the congregation. "What's going on?"

Actually Arik has already granted permission to write a continuation of his round robin "Gunslinger Bink."

I'm confused. Is this supposed to be a rescue mission or another cloak and dagger mission? The impression I got Wednesday is that this is to be another cloak and dagger mission; from reading the posts, it's looking like a rescue mission. Could you please shed some light? If it's another cloak and dagger, I have had my fill of cloak and dagger from "The Chase" and "Gunslinger Bink."

Jeanette Isabelle

RangerReady23 said.....




"Why am I reminded of the Titanic by that statement?" *Rose says around her wild strawberry tea. Nudging Hondo she conintues.* "What do you say? I'll make sure Charlie gets a cabin this time rather than sleeping in a chair."

OOC: Alex II Did Arive Back to America but he Change form CIA to NSA Found out his boss want him dead too so he is working for the NSA now so it in NSA Hands too and Also I Am thinking adding another charture too they Call him the new Triple X NSA Dose go to find anyone and let them Join NSA also once they done there part then there records are whipe cleen

I'm well aware of that. The whole sentence would have been:
"Greetings. I'm back to refuel and repair. So I'll be around for a few weeks, until my girl is in running condition again."
So the ship is staying right here, in the Cafe backyard.