Charles_Roberts
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In the restaurant Alex II was eating Chinese Rice with butter, drinking his Pop as he saw a Japanese Contact since Razakl Tell him this Japanese was a Blue Fox also with a Trench coat then he bow to Alex II as Alex II Bow back then he order another one for him as they began to talk
Alex II: “Çà“Çä˱äÂØåÁßÅ“ÅÆÊóßÂèã“ÅÑ“Åã“Å´“ÅÇ“Å£“Ŷ“ÅÑ“Çã“ÅÇ“Å�“ÅüÂèä“Å„Êó€Êú¨“Åã“ÄÇ(Rich
er my old friend how you and Japan been?)
 
Richer: ÁßÅ“ÅÆÊóßÂèã“Çí“ÅÜ“Åæ“Åè“Åô“ÇãI (I been doing Fine my old friend)
Alex II: Êó€Êú¨Èü„Ê€‡”ª£Áê܆ó“Å´Â㧓ÇœŶ“ÅÑ“Çã“ÅÆ“Åß“Å�“Åú“Åì“Åì“Å´“ÅÑ“Çã“Å㔆ïÊའ(Well why you are here since you work for Japanese Music Agency)
(means Secret Agency in Code use by CIA)
Richer: ”ºëÊöá* “Åù“Åó“ŶÂÜ熶“Ç„“ɺ“Éâ“Ç픇øÁÅó“Ŷ‡º* “ÅÆ”†ïÊནŰ“Çá“ÅÜ“Å©(ÁßÅ“Åå“Å�“ÅúÁßÅÈÅî“ÅÆ‚ê”æõ“ÅÆ“ÅØSWA “Å´“Çà“Å£“Ŷº…€�“Åï“Çå“ÅüÁßÅÈÅî“ÅØ“Åù“Çå“Çâ“Çí“Åù“ÅÜ“Åì“Åì“Å´Ëæø“Çä“ÄÅ“Åì“Å®“Å
ì“Åì“Å´“ÅÑ“Çã“ÅãÁêÜÁî±
(Well Just on Vacation *Then he using Code again* (Reason why I am here that one of our Kids was snatched by the SWA and we Trace them here so) (that why I am on a Mission)
Alex II: ÁßÅ“ÅØÈÅ©Âêà“ÅåË©±“Çí“ÇÇ“Å£“Å®ÂèØËɇ“Å´“Åô“Çãpeaces “Ç픪ä˶ã“Çã (I See now the peaces Fits let talk more)
 
Richer: “Çè“Åã“Çä“Åæ“Åó“Åü“ÅØË©±“Çí“ÇÇ“Å܃ë“ÅóÂèØËɇ“Å´“Åó“Åü (Ok let talk some more)
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Hondo I. Sackett
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Hondo noticed Fernando's worry. He knew Fernando was worried about being watch, and Hondo had a couple of suspicions about who the watchers were.
Hondo had played it smarter this evening. Instead of his grey western hat, he wore no hat at all. and instead of his black duster he wore a leather sport coat w/black jeans, brown shirt and black rubber soled ropers. He though if he only had his hat he could make a commotion and draw attention away from the others, but Fernando's move made it impossible. Hondo made a note and passed it to Fernando under the table, as not to be seen.
It read: F,
I see them as well. maybe we should go to a club, then separate to different places and then tomorrow not meet, unless urgent, and just do dumb tourist stuff. I need to go back to museum for extra ammo anyway. Let me know.
H.I.S.
*hopefully we have not completely blown our cover.* Hondo thought as he waited for a response from the commander. *Commander. . . He deserves the title. A good man to have in a fight.*
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Back home, a group of duplicates, being Fernando, Hondo, Gadget, Chip and Zipper were visiting the local hardware store. (Less people could be faked more readily than more people.)
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DOS & Arik
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[quote="Charles_Roberts"]
Richer: ”ºëÊöá* “Åù“Åó“ŶÂÜ熶“Ç„“ɺ“Éâ“Ç픇øÁÅó“Ŷ‡º* “ÅÆ”†ïÊནŰ“Çá“ÅÜ“Å©(ÁßÅ“Åå“Å�“ÅúÁßÅÈÅî“ÅÆ‚ê”æõ“ÅÆ“ÅØSWA “Å´“Çà“Å£“Ŷº…€�“Åï“Çå“ÅüÁßÅÈÅî“ÅØ“Åù“Çå“Çâ“Çí“Åù“ÅÜ“Åì“Åì“Å´Ëæø“Çä“ÄÅ“Åì“Å®“Å
ì“Åì“Å´“ÅÑ“Çã“ÅãÁêÜÁî±
(Well Just on Vacation *Then he using Code again* (Reason why I am here that one of our Kids was snatched by the SWA and we Trace them here so) (that why I am on a Mission)
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OOC: Which of the five assassins is the Japanese interested in or are you including a sixth assassin? Also, the SWA does not snatch kids, they take in displaced kids under the rouse that it's an orphanage.
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Fernando
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[quote="DOS & Arik"]
 [quote="Charles_Roberts"]
 Richer: ”ºëÊöá* “Åù“Åó“ŶÂÜ熶“Ç„“ɺ“Éâ“Ç픇øÁÅó“Ŷ‡º* “ÅÆ”†ïÊནŰ“Çá“ÅÜ“Å©(ÁßÅ“Åå“Å�“ÅúÁßÅÈÅî“ÅÆ‚ê”æõ“ÅÆ“ÅØSWA “Å´“Çà“Å£“Ŷº…€�“Åï“Çå“ÅüÁßÅÈÅî“ÅØ“Åù“Çå“Çâ“Çí“Åù“ÅÜ“Åì“Åì“Å´Ëæø“Çä“ÄÅ“Åì“Å®“Å
ì“Åì“Å´“ÅÑ“Çã“ÅãÁêÜÁî±
 (Well Just on Vacation *Then he using Code again* (Reason why I am here that one of our Kids was snatched by the SWA and we Trace them here so) (that why I am on a Mission)
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OOC: Which of the five assassins is the Japanese interested in or are you including a sixth assassin? Also, the SWA does not snatch kids, they take in displaced kids under the rouse that it's an orphanage.
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[OCC]
This may be a point of view opinion issue. To the SWA, they maybe be taking in these girls and caring for them for serivices in return. To us, and I 'll bet the rest of the world, the SWA is no better than a girl snatching pimp, who's forcing them into adult services servitude.
Like a pimp, the girls are picked up from somewhere, condictioned to provide adult services and then rewarded and supported for continual services where cycle repeats itself.
Tammy went back to get Bink, and with the proof she had, was supposed to be able to get Bink back and take her home. It is this refusal of returning her to her family is whats causing problems, and thus requires a rescue mission. The SWA may think that they are providing a service for Bink, but this refusal of returning her to Tammy makes this a child abduction case. Just like a pimp.
We would not be in this mess if the Italian Government would have been more cooperative.
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Charles_Roberts
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I should say there Oprange in Japan was conneceted to the SWA adn Airk I say 4 Asian concats will be for now
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Severe Weather Eddie
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[quote="Fernando"]
 [quote="DOS & Arik"]
  [quote="Charles_Roberts"]
  Richer: ”ºëÊöá* “Åù“Åó“ŶÂÜ熶“Ç„“ɺ“Éâ“Ç픇øÁÅó“Ŷ‡º* “ÅÆ”†ïÊནŰ“Çá“ÅÜ“Å©(ÁßÅ“Åå“Å�“ÅúÁßÅÈÅî“ÅÆ‚ê”æõ“ÅÆ“ÅØSWA “Å´“Çà“Å£“Ŷº…€�“Åï“Çå“ÅüÁßÅÈÅî“ÅØ“Åù“Çå“Çâ“Çí“Åù“ÅÜ“Åì“Åì“Å´Ëæø“Çä“ÄÅ“Åì“Å®“Å
ì“Åì“Å´“ÅÑ“Çã“ÅãÁêÜÁî±
  (Well Just on Vacation *Then he using Code again* (Reason why I am here that one of our Kids was snatched by the SWA and we Trace them here so) (that why I am on a Mission)
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 OOC: Which of the five assassins is the Japanese interested in or are you including a sixth assassin? Also, the SWA does not snatch kids, they take in displaced kids under the rouse that it's an orphanage.
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[OCC]
This may be a point of view opinion issue. To the SWA, they maybe be taking in these girls and caring for them for serivices in return. To us,and I 'll bet the rest of the world, the SWA is no better than a girl snatching pimp, who's forcing them into adult services servitude.
Like a pimp, the girls are picked up from somewhere, condictioned to provide adult services and then rewarded and supported for continual services where cycle repeats itself.
Tammy went back to get Bink, and with the proof she had, was supposed to be able to get Bink back and take her home. It is this refusal of returning her to her family is whats causing problems, and thus requires a rescue mission. The SWA may think that they are providing a service for Bink, but this refusal of returning her to Tammy makes this a child abduction case. Just like a pimp.
We would not be in this mess if the Italian Government would have been more cooperative.
[/OCC]
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...so then, question: had the US Government already contacted the Italian government? Because if so, this could prove very useful to me for the (small) part I'm playing here. (And it could take my role in an entirely new direction.)
And if that is the case, I assume that they decided Bink wasn't worth an (officially sanctioned) international incident.
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Midnight Man
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When, during the talks, Midnight learns about the WWII airshow going on, he takes a glance out of the window at the sky. 'And I were told not to bring The Storm,' he thinks. 'I could even have given it an additional layer of paint to disguise it, there'd be no rain to wash the paint off.'
He picks up the airshow flyer printed on glossy paper and looks at the aircraft photographs on it. 'Some nice restored warbirds they've got there. Probably none of them as fast as my little racer, but still amazing birds.'
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DOS & Arik
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DOS noticed that Hondo passed a written note Fernando and wished that he had used his Palm Pilot to send the message so that she could intercept it.
DOS then materialized a pair of glasses, with thick lenses, in her pocket, removes them from her pocket and puts them on. DOS then reshapes the lenses in her own eyes and the lenses in her glasses to form low power binoculars without looking inconspicuous. She then realigns the angle of the lenses so she can watch the female mouse and the two gentlemen with her without looking directly at them. She adds some polarization to the glasses and wears a blank look on her face as if she was in deep thought to further hide any indication she is watching anyone.
Next DOS tries an audio filter algorithm to listen in on the conversation across the room however her human ears aren't sensitive enough for it to work.
The first thing DOS noticed about the red head is her refined mannerism. The second is her graceful movements and muscle tone which suggest she is involved in some sort of aerobic activity such as ballet, gymnastics or the martial arts.
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Fernando
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[quote="Severe Weather Eddie"]
 [quote="Fernando"]
  [quote="DOS & Arik"]
   [quote="Charles_Roberts"]
   Richer: ”ºëÊöá* “Åù“Åó“ŶÂÜ熶“Ç„“ɺ“Éâ“Ç픇øÁÅó“Ŷ‡º* “ÅÆ”†ïÊནŰ“Çá“ÅÜ“Å©(ÁßÅ“Åå“Å�“ÅúÁßÅÈÅî“ÅÆ‚ê”æõ“ÅÆ“ÅØSWA “Å´“Çà“Å£“Ŷº…€�“Åï“Çå“ÅüÁßÅÈÅî“ÅØ“Åù“Çå“Çâ“Çí“Åù“ÅÜ“Åì“Åì“Å´Ëæø“Çä“ÄÅ“Åì“Å®“Å
ì“Åì“Å´“ÅÑ“Çã“ÅãÁêÜÁî±
   (Well Just on Vacation *Then he using Code again* (Reason why I am here that one of our Kids was snatched by the SWA and we Trace them here so) (that why I am on a Mission)
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  OOC: Which of the five assassins is the Japanese interested in or are you including a sixth assassin? Also, the SWA does not snatch kids, they take in displaced kids under the rouse that it's an orphanage.
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 [OCC]
 This may be a point of view opinion issue. To the SWA, they maybe be taking in these girls and caring for them for serivices in return. To us,and I 'll bet the rest of the world, the SWA is no better than a girl snatching pimp, who's forcing them into adult services servitude.
 Like a pimp, the girls are picked up from somewhere, condictioned to provide adult services and then rewarded and supported for continual services where cycle repeats itself.
 Tammy went back to get Bink, and with the proof she had, was supposed to be able to get Bink back and take her home. It is this refusal of returning her to her family is whats causing problems, and thus requires a rescue mission. The SWA may think that they are providing a service for Bink, but this refusal of returning her to Tammy makes this a child abduction case. Just like a pimp.
 We would not be in this mess if the Italian Government would have been more cooperative.
 [/OCC]
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...so then, question: had the US Government already contacted the Italian government? Because if so, this could prove very useful to me for the (small) part I'm playing here. (And it could take my role in an entirely new direction.)
And if that is the case, I assume that they decided Bink wasn't worth an (officially sanctioned) international incident.
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[OCC]
I would assume no. Provided that if Tammy went to the US Embassy and had the State Dept involved and nothing was done.
Either way, my connections with the US Agencies can recieve messages from military ops as needed or requested.
I would say that this is not the first time that the State Department had sat on its rear end while oneof our precious citizens was taken away by somebody else.
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Sinclair
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Sinclair seats quietly, eating his lunch, while listening intently to the conversation. The stream of words might seem innocent to a stray listener, but there is sure to be a hidden meaning behind them.
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DOS & Arik
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[quote="Midnight Man"]
When, during the talks, Midnight learns about the WWII airshow going on, he takes a glance out of the window at the sky. 'And I were told not to bring The Storm,' he thinks. 'I could even have given it an additional layer of paint to disguise it, there'd be no rain to wash the paint off.'
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Time out everyone! Yes I am the one who initiated this round robin however I put Fernando in charge of this rescue mission. First of all Fernando is more qualified in leading a rescue mission and second, delegating authority does not present the "my sandbox" mentality. However as with any other good round robin there needs to be structure or the story will fall apart. Fernando said there will only be three planes in this covert operation, that's it, and I stand behind his decision. The air reconnaissances that Hondo and Midnight Man suggested are not all that covert.
Someone then up and decides to put on an air show to use as a diversion and Fernando, the one in charge of this mission, does not publicly say anything about it. Did Fernando and this other person discuss this in private? I don't know. Since I have put Fernando in authority, even over me when it comes to the mission, I will not question him regarding this mission.
If someone is putting on an air show without Fernando's authorization, please consider why we as writers are here. We are writing a cloak and dagger round robin. We are here to throw proverbial curve balls at each other. Some of us have already written some very intriguing parts and I imagine many of you have some cards up your sleeves and are just waiting to play a brilliant hand. I don't want to stifle anyone's creativity because without creativity we have nothing. Remember that every game has structure, otherwise it becomes a big free-for-all. So get out there, exercise your grey matter and pitch me some curve balls.
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Fernando
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[quote="DOS & Arik"]
 [quote="Midnight Man"]
 When, during the talks, Midnight learns about the WWII airshow going on, he takes a glance out of the window at the sky. 'And I were told not to bring The Storm,' he thinks. 'I could even have given it an additional layer of paint to disguise it, there'd be no rain to wash the paint off.'
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Time out everyone! Yes I am the one who initiated this round robin however I put Fernando in charge of this rescue mission. First of all Fernando is more qualified in leading a rescue mission and second, delegating authority does not present the "my sandbox" mentality. However as with any other good round robin there needs to be structure or the story will fall apart. Fernando said there will only be three planes in this covert operation, that's it, and I stand behind his decision. The air reconnaissances that Hondo and Midnight Man suggested are not all that covert.
Someone then up and decides to put on an air show to use as a diversion and Fernando, the one in charge of this mission, does not publicly say anything about it. Did Fernando and this other person discuss this in private? I don't know. Since I have put Fernando in authority, even over me when it comes to the mission, I will not question him regarding this mission.
If someone is putting on an air show without Fernando's authorization, please consider why we as writers are here. We are writing a cloak and dagger round robin. We are here to throw proverbial curve balls at each other. Some of us have already written some very intriguing parts and I imagine many of you have some cards up your sleeves and are just waiting to play a brilliant hand. I don't want to stifle anyone's creativity because without creativity we have nothing. Remember that every game has structure, otherwise it becomes a big free-for-all. So get out there, exercise your grey matter and pitch me some curve balls.
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I dont find a prroblem with this. Though discussed a couple of times, the Airshow was activitated by 'Admiral RR' and his crew of the Enterprise:
viewtopic.php?p=230448#230448
The Airshow itself is not in Milan, but in its suburbs in one of the smaller airports.
Though not discussed, there is a military contingent ready in case the rescuers fail in their attempt or are in need to be rescued themselves.
So, its OK with me, as long as there is a mutual cooperation and assistance when needed. No one here is hogging up the lime light. There is some structure here, with a much larger base then one may have anticipated.
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DOS & Arik
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[quote="Fernando"]
[OCC]
This may be a point of view opinion issue. To the SWA, they maybe be taking in these girls and caring for them for serivices in return. To us,and I 'll bet the rest of the world, the SWA is no better than a girl snatching pimp, who's forcing them into adult services servitude.
Like a pimp, the girls are picked up from somewhere, condictioned to provide adult services and then rewarded and supported for continual services where cycle repeats itself.
Tammy went back to get Bink, and with the proof she had, was supposed to be able to get Bink back and take her home. It is this refusal of returning her to her family is whats causing problems, and thus requires a rescue mission. The SWA may think that they are providing a service for Bink, but this refusal of returning her to Tammy makes this a child abduction case. Just like a pimp.
We would not be in this mess if the Italian Government would have been more cooperative.
[/OCC]
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I totally agree that the SWA is exploiting these children for their own end and with the possible exception of the individual handler, care nothing for the well being of these children. However I will not say the SWA is snatching children. The SWA is like the Roach Motel in a way. They set up a front as a home for children and when a hospital or the police have a displaced child in their temporary custody, the child is then transferred to a seemingly benevolent agency. Just like the Roach Motel, once they are in, they can't get out.
Instead of stealing kids, what they are doing is setting up a trap for them to fall into. In other words they are luring kids rather than a drive-by kidnaping.
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Sinclair
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Sinclair went back to his hotel room after the meeting to review the maps he bought earlier. The starfighter part of him didn't like being left out of the core part of the rescue, but he was an old soldier and knew better than to go freelance. Coordination is most vital in any operation. Especially if it is to be conducted behind enemy lines. Everyone must know their objectives and do everything in their power to achieve them. Once someone fails at his task and there is no-one to do it instead, the whole thing usually comes to a crushing end. He was appointed to the emergency pickup, which meant ideally he would do nothing at all. He might not like it but he had a job to do. And he will do it.
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Sinclair
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There was a knock on the door.
"Come in." Sinclair was sitting in an armchair. "Oh, it's you Gadge."
She closed the door behind her and neared him, taking two guns from her bag.
"Fernando wants you to have them."
"What's that?"
"A tranquilizer." she replied, putting extra ammo on the table.
Sinclair picked up one of the pistols and examined it.
"Now, where would I put them?" he wondered for a moment. Then, taking a holster that came with the guard uniform and a pair of scissors, he quickly cut a hole in it. He inserted one of the guns in the holster and the second one in trousers behind his back.
"Not very handy with those lengthened barrels..." he concluded.
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Fernando
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Fernando: They are a government agency, Alex. A goverement on the edge of civil war. That is not bad enough, but that they are willing to use young girls to do their dirty work for them is whats disturbing me. I know what those girls are going through, having been there but through my own choosing. These girls do it because its forced upon them. I dont think we can Get Bink back even if they gave her to us. Look, view this file that I have pulled from their servers... until I say so, no one makes a move.
Alex II: Thats why they must be stopped.
Fernando: I'm only here to rescue 1 child. Not turn over a corrupted government into civil war.
Alex II: Thats not your decision. Until then, we are piggy backing our mission on yours.
Fernando: Eh. I scratch your back and you'll scratch mine.
Alex II: You got it.
Fernando: Then dont a move until I make mine.
Alex II: Thats why we're waiting for you.
Fernando: Then wait...
Fernando starts to walk out of the hotel to the fountains and statue of Pegasus and Apollo that in front of the hotel. Standing by the edge, he lets the water fall cascade fill his ears as the rest of Milan goes by with time.
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Fernando
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[OCC]
Just to let you know, these are the hotel accomodations...
http://www.starwoodhotels.com/lemeridien/property/photos/index.html?propertyID=1 870#photo_section_0Link
-With unlimited budgets, all things are possible. My fault for involving involving the american agency...
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Fernando
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Seconds becomes Minutes, Minutes into Hours. Fernando continues to stay by the fountain, listening to the water fall. His cane in front of him with one hand over the other by the top of its handle and the thumb of his right hand over the thong of the cane. A considerable amount of time had passed by when he hears a voice to the left of him.
Voice of young girl: Excuse me mister...
Fernando pays better attention, finding a few around him, all the girls that were at the resturant, except for Bink.
Fernando: Yes?
Young girl: How do you know Bink?
Fernando: I'm a friend of the family.
Young girl: Are they really here for her?
Fernando: Just her grown up sister and I.
Young girl: Only two of you?
Fernando: I'm not part of her family, just a friend that wants to help.
Another young girl: How can you, you're blind.
Fernando slowly turns to face them.
Fernando: Just because I may be blind, but I can still see.
A third girl speaks: We are her family...
Fernando interupts her: You're not her family, just her friends. You can still be her friend, I'm not stopping that.
Second girl: How can we trust you?
Fernando: You dont. You dont know who I am. You dont know what I do. But in the least, I am a man of my word.
Second girl: You're right, we dont know you.
Fernando: I do know about the guns in your violin cases.
First Girl: What guns?
Fernando: Just because I cannot see, does not mean that I dont know. There is ways for me to learn.
Second Girl: You are not going to try anything stupid, like try to take her away.
Fernando: Only if I have too. Not that I would want too.
Third Girl: You better not.
Second Girl: We take care of our own.
Fourth Girl: Lets go, we're wasting our time here.
First Girl: I dont think we are wasting our time.
Fernando: Listen to yourselves. Even if we have to fight to get Bink back, I will promise not to hurt any of you...
Third Girl: Now I know you're lying. Lets go home, girls.
They started to leave, except for the first girl.
Fernando: Why have't you left.
First Girl: Even though you promise that you wont hurt us if we have to fight for Bink, we can not make that promise to you.
Fernando: I'm not worried about that. All I care about is getting Bink to her sister. I keep every promise I make.
First Girl: You must really care about Bink to go through all this trouble for her.
Fernando: Now you see my problem?
The girl starts to walk away slowly, then runs to her friends.
Another voice speaks from his left: You're willing to go through all that to help others but do nothing to understand a friend.
Fernando: You got that right, Jeanette.
Jeanette: I'll see you at dinner time, whereever everyone decides to eat.
Jeanette starts to walk away. Fernando takes out his cellphone and makes a call on it. The phone rings on the other end, twice like before- no one replies.
Fernando: Change of orders, observe the red-haired munk.
Voice on other end: Repeat?
Fernando: Observer the red-haired munk, do not detain.
Voice on the other end: Will do.
The phone is hung up on their end. Fernando turns around to face the fountain again.
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The AI bat sends a message to DOS over protocol 7:
Code:

Whatever you're doing down there, you've attracted a lot of attention. Fifteen people have been trying to break into this network in the past hour; I've diverted some of them to each other and some to a spammer's personal PC, but you should probably chell up on those PDAs you took with you if you have not yet done so.
 

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Charles_Roberts
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Razhal: It ok AI Bat We are arewer of this we using Ghost Hackers to stop this too right now your program is scurere with ghost proof means no one can’Äôt hack into your Network expect us also we are watching it too same As Dos so don’Äôt worry
Alex II: Also I Saw Four girls made contact with Nando and one Female Red Hair Mouse was different
Razhal: Himm I See Ghost hackers will watch her every move also I will send one Ghost to Watch her too the best Nazakana Korbesta A Agent from Section 7 Italy he is there in ghost mode watching the Female girl I told him not to Get seen also Not to Face her just watch her until I make the move so they are watching now also Section 6 Russia and Section 5 France are there too also we since there will be a war coming soon so we are to prevent that form happing
Alex II: I See is Section 9 and 4 Coming too
Razhal: Yes they are on there way here From Japan and South Korea so they be setting up in Japan Embassy and South Korea Embassy Also Section 11 form China Seing up in the China Embassy
Alex II: Ok Call me if anything happing
Razhal: Tell me Alex II Why you helping Fernando Rescuing Bink?
Alex II: Because I never told anyone this Especey Tammy That She and Bink are my Long Lost Cousins since we are from the Squrrial Family
Razhal: I See well carry on then you need to tell them the Right time when this is over
Alex II: Yea Wating for the right time
Razhal: Ok over and out
*Then Alex II turn off his COM link as he heading back to the US Embassy as his Car in Invisibal Mode so no one can’Äôt see him as he enter into the US Embassy as the gates close*
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RangerReady 23
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*Standing on the flight deck of the USS Enterprise, RangerReady stares out across the waters at the sparkling, electrically lit city beyond. Beneath the brim of this hat, an earbud buzzes gently, indicating an incoming message.*
"This is the captain. Go ahead."
"Proceeding as ordered, sir. None of the locals seem to suspect that we're not exactly what we appear to be...tourists showing off our prized antique aircraft."
"Good. That means that your cover's intact, so far."
"So far..."
*The captain's eyes narrow.*
"Is there a problem, Lieutenant?"
"Not as of yet, Captain. We have seen a few...suspicious looking characters, scoping us out. They haven't made any moves, and I don't think they suspect us. But I sure suspect them."
"Hmm. Opinions?"
"I'd recommend observation within the city, sir. If we're going to keep tabs on this mission, we can't afford to be without accurate intel."
"Agreed..."
*RangerReady ponders for a moment, thinking over his options.*
"Keep to your cover. Don't make a move until you hear from me."
"Aye, sir. But what'll you be doing?"
"What d'you think? Gathering intel!"
*Closing the connection, RR hurries belowdecks, passing crewmembers left and right at a run. His steps take him invariably to the VIP cabin, where he raps sharply on the door. After a few moments, an irate female voice answers from within.*
"All right, all right! For pity's sake, can't a girl wash her hair in peace?"
*The cabin door flies open, and Rose steps out, a towel wound around her head. Turning slightly crimson, she peeks down the corridor.*
"Sorry. I thought it was that steward guy, seeing if I 'needed anything' again."
"What's the problem? I told them to dote on you, remember?"
"Weeellll...all right. As long as they stop popping in here every five minutes!"
*Readjusting the towel, she looks up curiously.*
"What was it, anyway? Some news?"
"No...but we might just make some. Go and raid your wardrobe, and dig out an evening dress...maybe that blue one, that looks so good on you. We're going on a bit of a stealthy observation."
"Oh! Does that mean we'll be seeing the dashing captain in a suit and tie?"
*RR grumbles slightly, pulling his hat down over his eyes.*
"We'll see."
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*Later in the evening, a well dressed couple strides over the docks, leaving behind a well disguised motorlaunch at a discreet pier. Looking resplendent in a pale blue gown, Rose pulls a white shawl closer around her shoulders, as she leans on RangerReady's arm. The tuxedoed captain nods in greeting to passers by, while keeping his eyes well focused on the shadows. The walk to the snazzy hotel that Fernando arranged for the team is uneventful, but RR knows that the passages to and from the establishment will be well watched, and hides his usual demeanor behind that of a suitor and his lady, playing the tourists. At the entrance, Rose whistles softly.*
"Wow. Nice digs."
"No kidding. When Fernando does something, he does it with class. Have you got that...insurance, that I gave you?"
*Slipping a hand into her clasp purse, Rose runs her fingers gently over the curves of the small, nickel-plated Derringer that lies within.*
"Right where I need it."
*Approaching the entrance to the hotel's downstairs restaurant, RangerReady reaches into his inside pocket, subconsciously chelling the old Colt .45 that rests at his vest, as he draws out a reservation slip. He hopes that the armory officer remembered to load the rubber bullets he asked for. Presenting the slip to the maitre'd's inquiring glance, he inquires after their table.*
"Captain and Mrs. R. Huntley, Glasgow Cruiselines."
"Ah yes, signor! Right this way, your table is waiting."
*On the way, Rose nudges him, chuckling.*
"Captain and Mrs?"
"Don't look at me. It'd appear a trifle strange any other way!"
*The pair are seated at a corner table, as RangerReady had requested, and are left alone with their menus...and with the crowd. Peering over the parchment folder, RR makes a knowing sound.*
"I thought so."
"What?"
"Look over there."
"Who am I supposed to be looking at?"
"The vole by the door. That's Enrico Carreras...assassin, spy, and all around destruction for hire. He and I have crossed swords before...and if he's here, then there's others of his ilk lurking about, too. Which tells me only one thing about our friends' mission."
"What's that?"
"It's not a secret. At least, not to someone. And knowing Carreras' kind...I don't think it's somebody Fernando planned on."
"That still doesn't tell us why every agency on the face of the planet seems interested in this mission!"
"No...but it gets us closer."
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Hondo I. Sackett
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Hondo had been expecting trouble so, as was his custom, he kept an ace up his sleeve. That ace consisted of around 25 ruffians from local bars that would fight for a nickel. He had borrowed some money from the mission budget and used his 'lone Stranger' costume, as not to be recognized and dropped in on a few of the ruffian leaders to make them a deal.
Even though everyone had decided to try a local Italian restaurant, Hondo had told them he would be late. Hondo had decided, when in Rome do as the Romans. He 'borrowed a suit from the wait staff at the hotel and forged a new scheduled to make sure he would be stationed at the door to take hats and coats. He had heard of RR and Rosie's recon idea, through an informant on RR's ship, an informant who only informed Hondo, and he decided to help out. Hondo dyed his hair black and put in some eye color changing contacts and darkened his skin with some make-up.
*I hate using this stuff, but it is for a good cause.* he thought.
As RR and Rosie entered they did not recognize Hondo. of course he did not say much but just nodded. He knew if he said too many Italian words or English words his fake accent would break down. As He took RR's hat he managed to drop a small mic onto Rosie's shawl and it discreetly stuck there. Hondo watched as they sat down. after they after they had been seated Hondo moved closer to get a view of their faces. he heard RR say, "The vole by the door. That's Enrico Carreras...assassin, spy, and all around destruction for hire. He and I have crossed swords before...and if he's here, then there's others of his ilk lurking about, too. Which tells me only one thing about our friends' mission."
Hondo saw who he was talking about and made a move to get behind him.
When Hondo got in place behind this vole he pressed a button in his pocket. the vole showed no notice of his presence. all of a sudden a rabble, that appeared drunken, came through the door, Hondo's ace.
they were loud and itching for a fight. They pushed past the replacement door greeter, past the host and entered the main dining area. a few good men in the Hotel Restaurant tried to stop them, and that was what Hondo had planned. A fight broke out. Chaos reigned. The fight drew the patrons attention, and the wait staff tried to call the police, but the phones were out. Later a unconscious guard would claim a masked stranger, wearing gloves, installed a device that remotely cut the phone connection.
While everyone was watching this deplorable display of violence, Hondo came up behind the vole and stabbed him with a Thorazine pen, which promptly knocked him out. he then removed him through the now empty, because of the fight, employee area and up an elevator to his room. Hondo then tied him up securely and stuck him in the closet. he pushed another button, on his remote, that signaled the ruffians retreat, and the end of their paid job, for now. they scattered before the police arrived. Hondo and his captive were not seen by eye or camera as the fight held all eyes and Hondo had set a camera shut down on his laptop to mask their movement.
Hondo left over the roof tops and made it to the Italian restaurant in time to eat his food that he had asked Gadget to pre-order for him. He did not tell the group what was done, as spies were still a threat.
He did leave Fernando a note in a space only he would notice one. He had sent him a warning note earlier in the day as to his plans, but the messenger was shot and the note unread. He told Fernando, in the new note, to meet him in his room. He had a gift. he also said in the note,"If possible, come by way of the balcony. I'll be on the roof watchin' for your arrival."
*Well, I hope he doesn't blow up about having a prisoner. I hope either RR or SWE can keep him in their brig until we have to release him, until then maybe he will spill his guts.* Hondo thought as he ate his jalepeneo extra cheese spaghetti. *probably be wrong no matter what, but at lease I did wrong in style!*
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Sinclair
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Sinclair sat in his room, listening to some MIDI files, while secretly watching windows. Suddenly something caught his attention. <<What's that? A fight downstairs? And that watchman in the other building is still observing me. If I don't move it might look suspicious. But if I move, it might also look suspicious. Oh right then. Let's chell it out.>>
He exited his room, locking the door behind him and causciously went downstairs. What he witnessed was a scene of total mayhem. Broken tables, their legs used as clubs, peoples flying left and right. Then he spotted an individual that caught his attention. Because he was stil sitting at his table.
<<Morgan Blackhand! Now what's he doing here? That can only mean one thing - trouble.>>
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Jeanette Isabelle
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That late evening, Bink and Jose were walking together in a deserted park. Jose walked ahead of Bink. From a distance Anne, the red-haired mouse from the restaurant, fires a tranquilizer sniper rifle at Bink. Before being hit by the single shot, Bink hears the sound and draws her P239. In the few seconds she remains conscious, she tries to determine the direction of the shooter. The P239 falls out of Bink's as she lands on the ground. With precision timing, a van pulls up. Starting from within the van, masked rodents take out Jose. With Jose's lifeless body now on the ground, the rodents from the van retrieve Bink who will remain unconscious for the next few hours. The van drives off. Bink's P239 remains on the ground, close to Jose's body.
On her two-way, Anne says, "The RF has Bink."
"Copy."
"Do you have satellite feed?"
"Affirmative. Coming in clear."
"Anyone else tracking them?"
"Negative."
"Roger."
In a villa located in the mountains, the sedated Bink is brought into a secured room awaiting for her.  
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WildIrishRose
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Everyone was shocked when the ruffians came into the dining room of the hotel, none were more shocked than Rose and RR.
*Both stand, Rose exclaiming* What the...?!
*RR pushes her behind him and stays out of the conflict.*
"Charlie, shouldn't we do something?"
"No, more we act like startled tourists, the better. We need to attract as little attention as possible"
*Something catches Rose's eye and she nudges RR on the shoulder*
"Charlie! Look!"
*They both look just in time to see Carreras being dragged through the door to the employees area....by the man at the door! They exchange a glance as the room quiets down and they sit again at their table*
"Is he one of Fernando's people?" *Rose asks*
"I'm not sure. As soon as I can get a free moment I'll reconnect with the lieutenant and see if he knows anything."
*The two resume their cover as now rather shaken tourists*
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Fernando
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*likes whats going on- total uncalled for chaos and mayhem :mrgreen: *
Fernando gives the note to DOS and has her read it for him and to give a basic summary with as few words as possible. Though his eyesight is 40% restored, he cant see minute details and is still relying on his other (enhanced) senses to make up for the loss.
DOS whispers to Fernando what the notes says.
Fernando whispers to DOS: I'll deal with it after dinner. Tell Jeanette after I leave.
DOS: Anything else?
Fernando: Finish dinner. I'll say what I have to say during dessert.
DOS nods at Fernando.
With dinner's main course done, the waiters come over to with the dessert trays, everyone picking up something they like. Fernando takes a dark chocolate moose covered cheesecake.
As the waiters leave, Fernando call to the attention of the group. Once he has their attention, he speaks.
Fernando: Look people. Everyone has been handed an extra set of guns and ammo. These are your primary weapons, do not use your own guns unless it is neccessary to use deadly force.
Chip: I dont understand why we need weapons in the first place.
Fernando: Chip, I bet you're one of those idiots that would go to a gun fight with a mouth full of words...
Chip: Non-Violence is the way to go.
Fernando: Dont give me that pacifist bull. Everyone who went that route was killed by the very means they tried to avoid. If anything they have taught me is self-preservation is number one! Self defense is close behind as number two. So if you want to end up like Ghandi, Christ or King- then shut up!
Chip just stares at Fernando as if he was certifiable. In fact, most were, in silence.
Fernando: Now, if you all been reading your Palm updates, you will know that this nation we are in on a verge of civil war. Government corruption is at its all time worse. Crime is organized and rampant. In short, the people here just do not care! And since they dont care, some have taken extraordinary messures to insure success at any cost. That cost includes the lives of others. That includes our lives are worthless to them.
Everyone stare in awe and disbelief.
Fernando: I see that everyone has been reading my updates. Sheesh, I swear. Look. All our lives are at stake, some of you take it seriously, the rest of you are not. We all understand that we are to rescue Bink. The problem is the group that has her has condictioned her to not want to come back. Worst yet, they turned her into a killing machine. Now, if we can capture Bink for the rescue, and bring her back to the Cafe, what prevents her for killing us when we least expect it? She needs to be de-programmed, and that is a minor concern I have.
Chip: We can deal with that when we get there.
Fernando: Just like you dealt with Gadget? Lets get real. If we are going to rescue Bink, we are going to nuetralize those dealing with her in a non-lethal way. Deadly force is used as a last option, use only as neccessary. In short, I do not want this rescue to be a cause for a country to use as an excuse for their private little war.
Gadget: You expect this to happen? I mean, because we rescue Bink, for civil war tobreak out?
Fernando: Bink and several others is being used by the government to stop terrorists from starting this war. Terrorists are looking for a way to stop the government. So if Bink disappears, the government is going to think the terrorists did it, and esculate their anti-terrorist activities. The terrorists will take their actions further. To be honest, I dont care about government policies or terrorist activities. As far as all are concerned, we are terrorists because we are going to go after one of their own. This is why I want minimal damage. This is why we are going with the tranq guns I built.
Everyone remains silent to allow for what was said to sink in.
Dale: I think we all get the point.
Monty: Just as long as we kick some major tail...
Gadget: Monty...
Fernando: There are two draw backs with this: 1) the Thorazine takes 5 seconds to kick in, so timing is everything.
Chip: Whats the second?
Fernando: I was about to get to it... 2) Its can only be used at close range. 50ft at most.
Chip: I see.
Fernando: We will have 1 last day of intell collecting. Then we will attempt a rescue tomarrow night.
Chip (as well as a few others): Tomorrow night?!!
Fernando: We need to do this quickly, and effectively as possible.
Gadget: Thats not enough time to prepare!
Fernando: We'll have 2 more meal meetings, then we strike.
Chip: That is not enough time!
Fernando: If you were reading the palm updates, you would know...
Arik: I agree with them, its not enough time.
Fernando: We dont have time anymore.
Chip: Why not?
Fernando: They are here, in this hotel as far as I can tell. Furthermore, everybody and their mommas have been observing us ever since we walked off the planes.
Monty: Why are we being observed?
Chip: By who would be a better question to ask.
Fernando: Think about it Chip. A nation on the verge of civil war. A group in their fanciest hotels. Unlimited budgets. Open held meetings. Not that any of would matter, but since everyone is walking on glass here, everything that happens is under scrutany. To them, we could be a funding source for their war in the way of investors, or as hostages. A source of information... like it or not, we are targets. And we're being targetted by anyone and everyone who has some form of power... so if you dont mind, I would like to get this done and be out of this place as soon as possible! No better time than tomarrow.
Most disagree. But somebody speaks upon his behalf.
Jeanette: Fernando's right. We need to get this done without wasting any more time.
DOS: We have all the neccessary imformation.
Chip: Then explain how are we to rescue Bink?
Fernando: I'll do that tomarrow. Right now I have to go.
Fernando gets up and walks away to the rest of the group. He makes way to Hondo's room and waits by the balcony. After several minutes, Hondo shows up.
Hondo: I have something to show you.
Fernando (following Hond backinto the room): And what would that be?
Hondo: This.
Hondo opens his closet, showing a tied up body inside, barely conscious. Fernando was not impressed.
Fernando: Who is he?
Hondo: Thats Enrico Carreras, a spy, assassin, all around scum...
Fernando: Why is he here?
Hondo: He got too close for comfort.
Fernando: Hmmm.... OK. Now that you have him, what are you going to do with him?
Hondo: I thought you would approve.
Fernando: Look, I would otherwise. But not this time. Consider that you're swimming in pool full of sharks. Take down one shark, and the others might go into a feeding frenzy with you in the pool with them. The only way to save yourself before the feeding frenzy begins is to get rid of the shark you just got.
Hondo: I understand; I'll call the Navy to come pick him up.
Fernando (as he clses the closet door): Just do it without stirring up much attention.
Hondo (as Fernando starts to walk out the room): Will do.
Fernando (as he stops by the door): Good work.
Hondo nods back.
Fernando then walks away. Eventually making his way to his room, and rests on the bed, covering his eyes with the pillow though still remaining dressed as he was for dinner, except for his shoes which were on the floor. His cane leans against the night stand bythe bed.
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RangerReady 23
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*RangerReady watches the scene play out impassively, his hand resting unobtrusively near his vest. Something about this entire encounter smells...and it's not the bleu cheese dressing on the salads.*
"Rosie...that fellow at the door..."
"Which one?"
"The one that took down Carreras. Did you recognize him?"
*The blonde mousemaid looks doubtful.*
"He was familiar, sure...but recognize...?"
*Understanding begins to dawn on RR slowly, and he buttons his tuxedo's jacket, picking up a fork and digging back into his salad.*
"I'm not sure I recognized the guy implementing this hullabaloo...but I sure recognize the methodology. Hondo's around here, somewhere."
"D'you think he knows we're here?"
"Oh, I'd say it's a pretty good guess. I wouldn't doubt that Fernando knows too, at this point. But for the time being, I'd rather keep as many other people in the dark as possible!"
*A thoughtful expression passes over Rose's features.*
"What about Gadget?"
"What about her?"
"If you dropped her a line, maybe she'd be able to help, in a pinch. She knows what's going on, on Fernando's end. We might be able to respond quicker if she knew where we were, and how to get to us."
*RR mulls over the suggestion, nodding in approval.*
"Basic strategy 101. Nicely done, cute stuff!"
*Chuckling at her apparent blush, the captain begins running possibilities in his head. If Gadget were to be contacted, in order to bring the two forces into coordination...how could it be done? Without tipping everyone's hand, of course.*
"The chip!"
"What about him?"
"No, no, not Chip, Rosie. The chip. The one in Gadget's head!"
"I thought they deactivated it."
"They did, and as far as I know, it's been deprogrammed. But it's still a link into her brain. If I can dig the autoresponse frequency out of her file at the Cafe, I might be able to send her a message via it's onboard transponder!"
*Tossing down several large denomination bills onto the table, to cover the chell and a generous tip, he offers her his arm, and the two depart the ground level restaurant quietly, on a course back to the ship. RR has seen much, this night, and knows that preparation is in order.*
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Fernando
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3AM; some 7 hours later.
Fernando was not able to sleep; though sleep was not his intent. The White-Out of his retinas is reduced to 80%, things are still like in a thin fog, even in the darkness of night.
He strectches on the bed, causing several joints to slip and pop loudly. Then he relaxes on for a moment before sitting up. He takes his shoes and walk to the window. Far into the distance, he can barely see the fountain in the distance, perhaps some 140 yards, and 85 feet below.
Something did not feel right for some reason. Too quiet, perhaps. Sleep would be good. but the nerves crave for something more. He is not sure if Italy has their own flying squirrels, perhaps bats and a couple of nocternal birds. So, putting on his glasses, he takes his cane and secure the items in his pocket before taking a running start, and a leap out the window.
Within a few seconds he softly lands just a few feet from the fountain. He takes a couple of steps to the fountain, and puts the tip of the cane on the ground, where it meets with the fountain. He placed on hand over the other, on top of the cane, with the thong of the cane over his thumb.
The cascading water fall of the fountain fills his ears. His only thoughts other than the mission or those involved is that he would be rather peeved if somebody takes a sniper shot to his head, than to his back where layers of bulletproofing that protects him.
Nontheless, he continues to stand there.
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Midnight Man
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Midnight has managed to stay unharmed during the brawl, but only because he spent that timespan in the restroom. So he has been quite surprised upon finding parts of the restaurant in a mess.
The next morning, Midnight is having breakfast at the hotel he is staying in, the one close to Malpensa Airport which he chose to spend his nights in for now and have the mission's official hotel as a backup. The airshow refuses to leave his mind, but not because of the classic warbirds in perfect running condition. Not only is it the most important event in Milan around this time, it may also serve him and his disguise. People don't have to know that he calls a P-51D his own, too. But he can disguise as the warbird enthusiast that he is anyway.
"Excuse me," a voice says, "is this chair free?" The voice reveals a slight Dutch accent. And it is female.
Midnight looks up and sees a beautiful female rabbit. She is dressed in a white shirt and a pair of blue jeans. He then secretly glances around. There are actually wholly free tables. But he doesn't see any point in not letting that lapine lass sit with him. Yet.
"Sure, feel free to sit down," he invites her, and so she does.
"Hi," the rabbit speaks and offers a handshake which Midnight accepts, "I'm Rebecca, Rebecca Conijn. Hey, are you going to the airshow, too? I'm sure it's gonna be exciting!"
"Well, yes, I love old aircraft from World War II. The raw power of piston engines, y'know..." 'What the... she doesn't want to know my name, and she's interested in vintage aircraft? Besides, why would a woman other than Gadget or Dawn sit down with me when half of the room is empty?'
Most of the time from then on, it's Rebecca who's talking. Her grandfather was a pilot in World War II, so he had a lot of contact with the military aircraft technology of that time. Impressed by what he experienced, he has passed this enthusiasm on to his daughter by showing her old photographs and taking her to exhibitions, museums, and airshows. At least that's what she says. While speaking, she even gets flirtations at times, even if all of her flirting attempts burst upon Midnight like soap bubbles. He in turn avoids mentioning his own plane or that he's a pilot himself.
Having started earlier, Midnight finishes his breakfast before Rebecca does. "Well," he says as he gets up, "I'm going to my room now. Need to do a couple of things today, so there's few time to waste."
"Okay, it was nice talking with you," Rebecca answers. "See you at the airshow!"
On his way up the stairs (he avoids the elevator), Midnight lets his meeting with Rebecca Conijn replay in his mind, repeating certain scenes like on a professional video cassette recorder. This rabbit does not look like a warbird buff. Midnight knows better than judging a book by its cover, but his talk with her has allowed him to flip through the pages a bit.
Back in his room, he finds a message on the palm. It came from DOS.
Code:

Careful, Midnight. As already mentioned, people know that and maybe even why we're here.
This rabbit girl you've just met is a hired hand working for the government. Rebecca Conijn is not a false name. She thinks she's elite enough to use her real name so that nobody would seriously look for it as it "can only be fake." Her grandfather on her father's side is a politician in the Netherlands, and he suffers from high anxiety. Her grandfather on her mother's side died before she was born. Be very careful if you ever meet her again.
In case you do go to the airshow, have an eye on a P-51 in silver Italian Air Force livery. It's piloted by a certain Giorgio de Luca a.k.a. "Gio Pinin", a Turin-based pilot. He has got connections to the government, too, and maybe even to the SWA; however, I'm still scanning for more evidence. Unlike your craft, his Mustang is equipped with working guns.
The airshow will involve aerobatics above the city of Milan, albeit at a distance to the commercial airports in order not to disturb public air traffic.
DOS
 

'Don't worry, DOS,' Midnight thinks to himself. 'Even if he was an assassin, he wouldn't shoot at us in the streets of Milan from a WWII warbird. Nobody is that crazy, and those who are would never be hired by any government.'
OOC: Italian Mustang, in case someone's interested  
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Fernando
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[quote="DOS & Arik"]
OOC: I am beginning to think that some of you are forgetting who the bad guys are. The RF and the SWA are the bad guys, though at opposite ends.
[\quote]
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To us, the SWA are the bad guys for kidnapping and making Bink into a Gunslinger Girl. Even if they are part of the Italian Government.
Until Now, The RF (a terrorist group against the Italian Government), was not considered as a variable, since we are not dealing with the politics of the country... Now that they had moved against the SWA and kidnapped Bink (and killing her Handler Jose), we have been dragged into their little war.
And I had thought this was going to be a simple mission.
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Sinclair
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[OOC]
[quote="Fernando"]
And I had thought this was going to be a simple mission.
[\quote]
Famous last words...
[/OOC]
Sinclair stepped out of the cab and approached the guardpost with a file under his left arm. The fake documents Marco provided for him proved vital again, as he was able to pass into the airport with little attention. He quickly made his way to the plane and changed into his normal clothes, hiding the blood-stained ones in a luggage locker.
Code:

LJ-Bravo on stand-by. Requesting a two-minute warning to warm-up.
 

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Fernando
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Its mid-morning, and serveral complaints have been sent back to Fernando. Some had thought that the mission had been cancelled. In Fernando's mind, the mission is on the verge of being cancelled to keep certain rescue members safe.
Tammy came to Fernando's room as requested. Fernando was packing up certain important items and sorting out trash.
Tammy: You called for me?
Fernando: I am going to ask a question...
Tammy: Yes?
Fernando: For the protection of the group, I'm sending a few to a safe area. The rest are going to continue with the mission. I'm asking you, where do you want to be?
Tammy: Anywhere that will put me by my sister... why?
Fernando: I do not want you to be alarmed... but your sister has been kidnapped by a terrorist group.
Tammy: You're joking, right?
Fernnando: I wish I were.
Tammy sits on the bed, while Fernando put away a few things, unsure how to respond to him. Fernando drops a newspaper by her, showing Bink's care giver (Handler) murdered in the park. She just looks at it without reaching for it.
Fernando: Look, Tammy. Bink was involved in some heavy covert operations, and brainwashed into doing those things. My concerns were in dealing with that programming. But it looks like some terrorist group was also eyeing Bink and her collegues, and made their first move last night.
Tammy: What are you going to do?
Fernando: I'm sending the less experienced members to a safe place. But I'm going to need you if you want to continue with this.
Tammy: Chip and Dale?
Fernando: They will be sent back to the safe place.
Tammy: Then who will remain?
Fernando: Myself. Hondo. Alex II with their CIA operatives. And maybe you. The pilots (Midnight Man, Sinclair, DOS, and Charles) will be flying thhe rest of the teams to the safe place.
Tammy: What am I supposed to do?
Fernando: First off all, stay at my side at all times. Second, when we find Bink, and I promise we will, to help me bring her back.
Fernando starts to walk about the room, looking for other things, and finds Jeanette's gun. He takes it, chells the weapon for ammunition, and its chamber, finding it fully loaded and ready. He chells its safety and then realizes that Jeanette still has the digital watch that would unlock the gun and have it ready for it to fire.
Fernando (to himself): (bleep)...
Tammy (gets up and walks to him): What is wrong?
Fernando: Jeanette has the electronic key that would unlock this gun. Wait...
Fernando takes his watch off and puts it on Tammy's wrist. Then he reaches into his holster and take his gun, stuffing it into the waist band of her pants.
Tammy: Wait a minute...
Fernando: What, you're squeemish about guns?
Tammy: Yes.
Fernando: These people are not- they killed Bink's caregiver. So killing either of us would be nothing to them. You need to go beyond that fear and fight back, or least you will never see Bink again.
Tammy starts to cry, leaning against him and hits his chest with the side of clenched fists. Fernando first takes her by the wrists, then slowly lets her go and hugs her, but slowly and unsure if it was the right thing to do.
Fernando (as Tammy continues to cries annd holds him very tightly): Look, Tammy. Its for your protection. If you want to be there, you cant let the fear and the frieght get a hold of you. You must be able to act because your life will depend on it. You can be scared afterwards.
Tammy calms down a bit and stops crying. Then she loosen up on her hold on him, and then backs a step back. Still holding on with one hand, she takes the other hand to wipe her tears.
Tammy: I think I understand.
Fernando: I hope you're right handed.
Tammy: What does that have to do with anything?
Fernando: Look where the watch is at. The gun can only fire from the hand the watch is on.
Tammy: I see.
Fernando: Sit on the bed or the chair. I need to work on this other gun.
Tammy sits on the bed. Fernando takes Jeanette's gun to the bed with a few tools, and disarm it. Then he starts to disassemble the gun's handle and firing mechanism. He quickly finds the electronics and its locking servo. Within the electronics, he finds a switch labelled DMFM: ON/OFF. It was set to 'OFF'.
Fernando: DMFM? Diagnostic Mechanical Firing Mode? It could not be that simple.
He switched the switch to 'ON'. A tiny servo clicked into place. Carefully, he lifts the gun and pulls the trigger. The hammer goes through its firing motion.
Fernando (as he reassembles the gun): I hope this lasts for a while.
He pulls on the trigger a few times, dry-firing the gun successfully with each trigger pull. He then reloads the weapon and puts it in his holster. Without a mecahnical safety, this weapon is ready to fire all the time. Then he notices a tiny hole in the back of the handle, about the size were a paperclip could fit in. Fernando thinks to himself 'D-OH! Thats where the DMFM switch is at!'
Tammy: Fernando?
Fernando: Yes?
Tammy: Thank you.
Fernando: Dont thank me yet. Wait until you have Bink back.
Tammy: I just dont what to do right now.
Fernando: We wait. In fact, lets have lunch.
Fernando gets out of the bed, putting away his tools and locking them up. He sneaks a small paperclip into his pants pocket. Then he walks around the bed and takes Tammy by the hand and helps her up. She start to walk to the door, but he does not, and she stops when she finds some resistance from where they held hands.
Fernando: I think you should go with the others where its safe.
Tammy: Why?
Fernando: There are too many who know about this rescue operation. Some are going to try Bink's kidnappingand her caregiver's murder on us. But if you think you can deal with that stress and pressure, then I would want you to stay.
Tammy: I'll stay with you. Just one thing?
Fernando: What is it?
Tammy unbuttons her pants and then gingerly pulls out the gun from her waist band.
Tammy: Show me how to shoot this thing?
For the next hour Fernando shows Tammy how to use his gun. The simple lesson only teaches how to use and respectfully treat the weapon, but to take a life is something one has to learn on their own. After the lesson, the two go out to lunch. For a moment, they stop at the clost by the door, Fernando pulls out a jacket for Tammy. It obiviously does not match the rest of what she's wearing...
Tammy: What's this?
Fernando: Its a sports jacket with a bullet proof lining. It was meant for Jeanette to wear, but she's not here and you'll need it more than she will. How does it fit?
Tammy: Hard to say.
Fernando: How so?
Tammy: Tight in some places, loose in others.
Fernando: You're not the same size or shape as Jeanette, but it will provide you some protection.
Tammy: I'll trust you.
They start to leave together. Fernando takes his cane with him, and takes Tammy by the arm as they leave. Both armed with the two guns; and a few extra clips.
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HondoI. Sackett
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While waiting Hondo cleans his 3 favorite pistols and the leather double gun shoulder holster he had with him, he prefers the hip holsters, but the shoulder holsters conceal better. One of his pistols, his favorite of the three, is a modified 8 shot .45 cal. La'Matte with a 20 guage shotgun barrel under the regular barrel, that was worn under his left shoulder. under his right shoulder was a modified .50 cal. colt dragoon and lastly in his wastband at the back of his pants was a 12 shot walsh navy .36 cal. w/double set triggers. Hondo pulled out a pair of Dickie's brand black pants, a brown shirt, a black leather bullet proof vest, a knee length black duster and a pinch front black stetson.
*well I'll were this when the 'party' starts.* He thought to himself. with that he threw on his leather sport coat and a tan hat and stepped out into the hal to go to lunch. he met up with Tammy and Fernando, but kept back just in case.
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Charles_Roberts
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(OH OH SORRY I got mix up) \
Razale: Canale on Section 2 they are part of this too and RF Have Bink
Alex II: WHAT
Batoza, Kazaupa, Satosia, Tosaga, and Sastoba Hear this too
Batoza; They had us Had
Kazaupa: Man RF Great We got to deal with them too
Tosaga: RF Have Blink Oh Man not good
Sastoba: If SWA Try to go after them
Alex II: SWA and RF Will Blow out the City MAN
Razale: Every one we must stop the SWA and RF also Rescue Blink At all cost also the girls will be there too so If you deal with them use the Tranalkaziers also Be In Ghost mode so they can't see you and use the Takaoakas too There armor will portect you
Alex II: Right Every One Milain Must be defend so MOVE OUT and Do not Fire until I or Nando Give the Order Do I Make my Self Clear?
All: YES SIR
*Then they Turn around and head back too
Razale: GHos Hackers find the RF Base aslo Hack into the SWA Section 1 and 2 Files to find out how we can Get rid of the Programing
Razale looking outside of the City: Man this going to be a war and if the Presedent Saw this on TV Man he going to send Every Air Force and Army to Stop it mean deveasted the city We must Pervent that form happing too also Italy Presedent will me MAD At the US Presedent too this must not hapen
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Severe Weather Eddie
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It was mid-morning when Texas and her escorts reached Toulon. Eddie was standing on Texas's bridge drinking a cup of coffee, watching and listening to his crew work.
The cruiser USS San Jacinto led the battlegroup into port. Texas followed her, and the three destroyers flanked Texas. None of the ships would actually be tying up at the piers; instead, the battle group would anchor inside the harbor. Since the exercise had been postponed, day passes had been issued to the ships' crews.
Eddie reflected on that. If Italy did devolve into civil war, the crew of the Texas and the rest of the group would be busy for a while. Not only would American tourists and personnel have to be extracted from the country, but shipping in the Mediterranean would also have to be protected. And it was entirely possible that either side in the civil war would attack Texas. The crew needed some rest and relaxation if war was to come. Perhaps it would help prepare them.
An attack against the Texas would be a phenomenally bad idea on the part of the attacker. No weapon on Earth, short of a direct nuclear hit, could touch the massive ship. Most of her 75,000-ton displacement was armor: a belt of it, 16 inches of solid steel that encased the ship's vital areas: magazines, engine rooms, fire rooms, and electrical trunks. It was even thicker on the ship's conning tower (18 inches) and on the face of her four huge turrets (20 inches.) Virtually anything thrown at the ship was likely to simply bounce off. By contrast, her huge 16-inch/50 caliber batteries could fire a 2700-pound armor penetrating shell that would go through 30 feet of concrete, or a 1900 pound high explosive shell that would create a crater 40 feet wide and 20 feet deep. And if her guns couldn't reach a target, her missiles could. Texas carried 32 Tomahawk cruise missiles as well. An attack against the ship would be met with swift retribution.
Eddie walked out onto the starboard wing of Texas's bridge. It was a beautiful sunny Mediterranean morning in the home port of the French Mediterranean fleet, which was laid out before him. The carrier Charles de Galle was tied up at the largest pier on the base, while her engine was being repaired. A Cassard-class destroyer was tied up on the opposite side of the pier, along with several Georges Leygues class destroyers.
A French fireboat had trained its hoses in the air to welcome the American fleet Eddie gave a quick salute in the direction of the fireboat, and turned to go back into the wheelhouse just as Texas dropped anchor. His plans for the day involved going ashore briefly with some of the other captains in the battle group and enjoying themselves. After all, they might be at war soon.
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Fernando
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Too early to be lunch, too late to be breakfast, Fernando and Tammy sit down in the outdoor part of the hotel’Äôs cafˆ©. They were soon met by Hondo who sat with them. Fernando told the others to sit further from each other but closer to him, giving him full view of the hotel’Äôs exterior in front of him. It also gives and sniper a chance to get at him.
Instead, the meal and meeting goes uninterupted:
Hondo: What now, chief?
Fernando: Cut it out with the chief. It brings unwanted attention.
Hondo: Then what sall I call you?
Fernando: Fernando, what else.
Hondo: Alright then. Whats next, Fernando.
Fernando: We wait.
Hondo: Why wait?
Fernando: We dont know who kidnapped Bink. We have to wait until they make themselves known so we can deal with them. I have my suspicion on who it might be, but there is no proof. And without proof, there can be no rescue.
Hondo: I don’Äôt like waiting.
Fernando: Neither do I, which is why we must do the do part 2 first.
Hondo: And what would that be?
Fernando: We are going to be blamed for this. That’Äôs a given. So the SWA and the Italian government is going to act upon us first. Again, we can not do anything until they make their first move. Then we act to neutralize them to the best of our ability.
Hondo: Except for the waiting part, I like that plan.
Fernando: I thought you would. But like I say, no deadly use of force unless it is called for.
Hondo: You sure know how to take the fun out of things.
Fernando: Tammy, the pictures please?
Tammy hands Fernando a pocketbook sized photoalbum. Fernando opens it up and takes out a couple of pictures of her with Bink in happier times. Just two, before closing the book shut and leaves it on the table. He hands over one of the two pictures to Hondo, the other he holds up as if he were showing it off to the person in front of him, but there was nobody there.
Three youg girls walk up to the table, each carrying a violin case. They all all also wearing what looks like a tiny Phonix Hearing aide in their right ears.
Fernando: Hello ladies, I was expecting you.
Tammy: Who are these girls?
Fernando continued to talk to them, ignoring Tammy.
Fernando: Your other friend is not here?
They all stare at him. He reaches out and hand the closest one the picture of Tammy with Bink, before Bink moved to Italy. The girl take the picture and stares at it. Her friends get closer to also stare at the picture.
In a faint and tiny but male voice, Fernando hears the words in Italian, ’ÄúSHOOT HIM!’Äù But nothing happens. Stranger, the girl holding the picture takes a chair from a nearby table, and places it directly across from Fernando, getting on it and kneels on it to get some height from her small stature. Another voice can be heard saying in Italian, Can’Äôt do it, they are all in the way’Äù
Fernando: Thank you.
Girl kneeling on chair dircetly from Fernando: So you did not do it?
Fernando: No. And if I did, I would not have killed the handler.
Girl to the right of the one who is kneeling: Then how would you have done it.
Fernando: With this...
Fernando slowly reaches into the back of his pants and pulls out the dart gun he had made, along with a couple of home made darts, setting them on the table. The girls pick it up and inspect weapons and the ammo. Impressed with the equipment, the girl with the gun aims it under the table and shoots. One could hardly hear the mechanism go 'click' or the 'foomp!' of the dart flying out of the barrel. Just the loud 'thunk!' of the dart impaling itself on the table leg.
The other girl reaches down and pulls the dart out of the table leg, and all three look at each other, then all nod.
Fernando: Look, girls. I know your handlers can hear me, so I will only say this once. We did not do it. We’Äôre not killers, we’Äôre rescuers. Now we can work together to get Bink back and get those who killed her handler, or we can work separate and get in each other’Äôs way.
Girl who is kneeling in front of Fernando turns to face Tammy: Are you Bink’Äôs sister?
Tammy: Yes I am and I want her back...
Girl who is kneeling in front of Fernando: You would do anything for her?
Tammy: I would.
The girl standing closest to Tammy reaches inside her jacket pocket, and puls out a smallbook. From the book, she pulls out a small picture of the 3 of them, a 4th girl and Bink, a group picture of the group, with each girl holding a weapon. She gives that picture to Tammy, while taking Tammy’Äôs picture and puts it in her book, which she puts away.
Girl who is kneeling in front of Fernando: Anything?
Tammy: Anything.
Girl who gave Tammy the picture of the group: Would you die for her?
Tammy: Yes.
Girl who’Äôs kneeling in front of Fernando: Jose died for her.
Fernando: Girls...
The girl kneeling in front of Fernando reaches over to him and takes off his glasses. She then looks at them, trying to see through them at the sun, raising them high up in the air. Little can be seen since they were built to block out 98% of all incoming light. Then she crosses her arms, continueing to hold them.
Girl who have Tammy the picture of the group: Somebody killed Jose, and somebody is going to pay for that. Are you willing to pay that price?
Another tiny voice can be heard in Italian, ’ÄúGET OUT OF THE WAY!’Äù
Girl who is kneeling in front of Fernando: NO!
Other girl next to Tammy: They Did Not Do It!
Hondo: Whats Going on here?!!
Fernando: A conflict of interest...
Hondo: A what?
Fernando: These girls were sent to kill us, but their morality and intellegence kicked in, overriding their mission...
Hondo: A soldier who thinks for themselves...
Fernando: Now you got it.
Tammy: You were sent to kill us?
The girls all nod.
Tammy: But why?
Fernando: Its what they do. Its what they are progrmmed to do. But, they are programmed to take down the evil of their society, not the innocent bystanders, at least not on purpose.
Girl next to Tammy: If you are willing to die for Bink, then you could not have kidnapped her.
Girl kneeling in front of Fernando: If you would have kidnapped Bink, you would be long gone. But yet you are still looking for her. Therefore, you did not do it.
Fernando: Question is, who did?
Girl kneeling in front of Fernando: The RF.
Fernando: One of the terrorist cells?
The girl in front of Fernando nods her head.
Hondo: What proof you have...
Fernando: Hush up... One thing you don’Äôt do is question the faith of a child.
Hondo was about to say something, but Fernando stares at him sternly. Then he slowly turns to the girl in front of him.
Fernando: Put my glasses down and tell your friend who is not with you to hit it.
The girl kneeling in front of Fernando puts down the glasses onto the table. A tiny voice can be heard, telling her to move the glasses to where they can be seen between the bodies of us around it. She then stops, but keeps a finger on them. Then she nods her head.
The glasses seem to explode as a high power bullet goes right through them; embedding itself onto the thick wood of the table’Äôs top . But there was no loud bang. Keeping the finger on the glasses kept the frames from flying about wildly. Both Tammy and Hondo stare at the busted up glasses.
Fernando: If they wanted to kill us, we would all be dead by now. Why you think I sent the others to a safe place?
The girl next to Tammy walks right over to her and hugs her. The one in front of Fernando takes off her Phonix hearing aid and places it in front of him. He slowly reaches for it and take it. Tammy hugs back the girl who holds her, after a moment the both let go of each other, and the three little girls start to walk away. They take the dart gun Fernando had given them and all but one of the darts. As they walked away, Fernando cleans up the mess with a newspaper he has, brushing away the tiny shars of broken glass.
Tammy: Those are the one Bink was with?
Fernando: Yes.
Three waiters come by and put plates of food in front of them. One of them puts a note in front of Fernando’Äôs plate. Fernando takes the note and opens it, then gives it to Tammy.
Hondo: We did not order any food...
Fernando: Enjoy it, Hondo. It may be your last. Tammy, what does it say?
Tammy: Didn’Äôt you read it?
Fernando: Without my glasses, I quickly go blind and cant see a thing. Now what does it say?
Tammy reads the not aloud: Do Not Make Friends With The Enemy. ’ÄìA:RF
Hondo: A:RF? The terrorist group?
Fernando: Just enjoy your meal
Hondo: I’Äôm not hungry at the moment.
Fernando: Last thing you do is insult the chef. Now start eating.
Then he turns to the waiter behind and asks for two double sized Italian Epressos. In about under a minute, another waiter comes by with the order. Fernando turns to Tammy, sliding one of the Epressos to her.
Tammy: I don’Äôt drink coffee...
Fernando: Trust me, drink it.
Hondo looks at Fernando oddly, noticing that he has the dart that the girls did not take, rolling it with his finger. When the dart is closest to his hand, it looks like the finger rolling the dart is pointing down on it, he give it a couple of taps, and then rolls it out and back again, repeating the actions over and over. Hondo finally takes the message.
Hondo: You got Texas Black Coffee?
Fernando: Stick with the Epresso, Hondo. Just make a double.
Hondo nods at the waiter, who leaves and then returns back with an epresso for Hondo. Fernando being to eat after he drank the epresso, ordering more. Tammy takes her time drinking it, but eventually does. A second round of coffee comes, Fernando orders for a third, and then, some absinthe for all.
The three main waiters do not move from their places, ordering about another back and fourth. Tammy protests about the alcoholic drink, but Fernando tells her to trust him. She relunctantly obeys, finishing off their meals. Fernando streches and yawns.
Fernando: Hondo, meet us later tonight by the fountain.
Hondo: Tonight?
Fernando leans over to him, hiding his left arm into his jacket.
Fernando: Yes Hondo, tonight.
Very quickly in a blur of movement, Fernando takes the dart off the table plunges it onto the thigh of the one closest to Hondo. At the same time, he pulls out two more from within his sports jacket and plunges it into the hip the one between him and Tammy. As they stagger back, the one remaining reaches into his pants, but his temple explodes in blood, and all three fall to the ground. Hondo barely was able to reach for his gun.
Fernando takes the note from the table, and gives it to Hondo
Fernando: Lets go! Hondo- get in touch with Alex II and give him that note! See you later tonight, and keep drinking lots of coffee with some alcohol- it will counter act the sleeping drug that was in the food! Tammy, lets go!
They all leave in their separate ways. Fernando and Tammy makes it to the hotel’Äôs basement where cars were parked.
Fernando says to himself: Where is that thing?
Tammy: What thing?
Fernando: I hope you can drive stick!
Tammy: I don’Äôt know how to drive at all!
They both run around the garage, Fernando having a set of keys in his hand, pressing a tiny button on a little box. They finally run to the end of the garage, where the 4 cars flicker their lights to Fernando’Äôs pressing the button on the box.
Fernando: Which one is the Jaguar?
Tammy: Jaguar?
Fernando: Jaguar XJ-V12, Hard Top Convertible, Dark Navy Blue.
Tammy: Why not the Porche?
Fernando: Because the Porche is not bulletproof.
After a bit of silence, Tammy responds.
Tammy: Over there, to the right.
Fernando, being not able to see, steps in the wrong direction, but Tammy pulls on his arm, and directs him to the car.
Fernando: Tell me when the headlights flicker twice.
Fernando presses on the button of the little box.
Tammy: They flickered on one time.
Fernando, as he pressed the button a second time: how about now?
Tammy: It did it twice that time!
Fernando: Good, get in!
Tammy gets in the through the rightside of the car, thinking that she would be a passenger, only to find this to be a left-handed car. Fernando enters on what would normally be the drivers’Äôs side. He reaches over to her and hands her the keys, pointing to the area where the ignition switch would be.
Fernando: There, put the keys there and twist until the engine turns on.
Tammy: But I don’Äôt know how to drive!
Fernando: Leave that to me...just turn on the car!
Tammy complies, putting the key into the ignitiion and turns on the jaguar. The dashboard lights up, the engine revs, and a female voice speaks.
Female voice: diagnostics complete, please comfirm voice print identification.
Fernando: Agent Fernando G. Number 321477156363221,confirm,
Female voice: Confirmed. Welcome back Fernando, its been a while.
Fernando: I know, Aisapi...I’Äôm disabled, and my friend cant drive.
Aisapi: No problem. GPS turned on, give me a location to go to...
Fernando: Anywhere out of the immediate area. I’Äôll decide later!
Aisapi: I need a location...
Fernando: Home, location is home to base!
Aisapi: As you wish. That will require 337 gas station stops along the way.
Fernando: Just do it!
The car starts moving on its own, slowly out of the parking lot and onto the street, where it makes its way to the hiway, as per allowance for the flow of traffic.
Tammy: Aisapi?
Aisapi: Need to confirm voice voice print.
Fernando: Aisapi, add user Tammy; Tammy Squirrel.
Aisapi: Tammy, state your name for voice print registration.
Tammy: Tammy Squirrel...am I talking to a car?
Aisapi: voice print added.
Fernando: AISAPI is short for Automotive Intellegent Systsems Auto Pilot Integrations. It’Äôs a computerized intellegence like DOS and CCC.
Aisapi: Need password for voiceprint.
Tammy: What should I say?
Aisapi: Password registered.
Tammy: I did not wanted that as a password!
Fernando: Too late now... we’Äôll change it later. Now let me think. Aisapi, change of destination. Locate Hideout Giovanna’Äôs place.
Aisapi: Access ing GPS records, Giovanna’Äôs Place found. Inputting coordinates, making course adjustments.
Fernando: Thank you. Aisapi- silent running until the end of the destination.
The lights on the dashboard dim, and they continue on their way.
Tammy: Where are we heading?
Fernando: Someplace safe, just a few miles out of town.
Tammy: When are we coming back?
Fernando: Later in the evening, to meet up with Hondo.
Tammy: what are we going to do until then?
Fernando: Sleep.
Tammy: Sleep?
Fernando: Yes, Sleep. Look, there was enough drugs in that food to knock out an elephant. That’Äôs the reason why I told you to drink the coffee and alcohol.
Tammy: To counteract the drug...?
Fernando: Yes, but that’Äôs only temporary. We will need to let the drug do its thing and burn itself out on its own. Right now we’Äôre too high on adrenaline and caffine, but as soon as we rest, it will take us.
Tammy yawns.
Fernando: Don’Äôt go to sleep on me girl! We’Äôre almost there!
Aisapi drives up a driveway to a small house at the end of a road.
Aisapi: We have reached our destination.
Fernando (as he shakes Tammy) : Wake up Tammy...
Tammy: I’Äôm awake...
Fernando: Stay awake... at least for the next 10 minutes when we get inside.
Fernando opens the door to the car. Tammy does too but more slowly. Together they get out of the car.
Fernando: Aisapi, deactivate home anti-intrustion, and activate automotive survailence mode... Disability mode on
Aisapi: survailence mode on, home anti-intrusion off, disability mode on, sir.
Fernando walks over to Tammy and takes her to the house, where the door was found to be unlocked. Together, they make their way up the stairs to the main bed room where Tammy sits on the huge bed, then slowly passes out.
Fernando: Goodnight princess...
Then Fernando speaks to the little box on the set of keys he has.
Fernando: Aiaspi, activate home anti-intrustion; parameters: 2 guests inside.
Almost nothing perceptable happens, but the computer arms the house’Äôs anti intrustion system, as if the family was sleeping inside, protecting them.
Fernando walks over to Tammy, feeling the side of her body with the back of his hand, sensing that she was still half sitting. He picks up her legs and sets them on the bed, then takes the blanket and covers her with it.
He then walks over to a chair on the far side of the room, and sits in it. He takes his gun and puts iton his lap. Though immune to most tranquilizers, a combination of high activity, stress and other factors can take its toll. He rests in the chair and slowly falls to sleep in it. With some sleep, his eyes can clear up faster.
Both the CIA and the military are alerted to Aisapi's encoded GPS changes.
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Hondo I. Sackett
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Hondo gets to an unused janitorial closet, where he hid his wait staff uniform, and changes into those clothes. he then picks up some flowers, he had bought yesterday, and pulled out an envelope. On the envalope Hondo wrote, From your dear friend Odnanref, (Fernando backwards) He put the note, that they had recieved earlier, inside the envalope, stuck it in the flowers, and exited the closet without being seen. Hondo then delivered the flowers to
Alex II. Alex did not Recognize him, but took the flowers inside, immediately noticing the note.
Hondo left and swung through the Hotel kitchen, still in his disguise, and 'borrowed' some real vanilla extract and a large pot of coffee. He then retrived his clothes from the closet and returned to his room. He put on the black colthes, he had laid out earlier, put on his guns, strapped the dart gun to his back, under his duster coat, and climbed out onto the roof to a hiding spot to sleep and wait for the night meeting. He laid the coffee and Vanilla extract close, as a wake up drink, and drifted off to sleep.
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Sinclair
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Chip and the gang arrived at the airport in bad moods.
"I don't see why are we being sent back."
"Look Chip, I also don't like it, but Fernando thinks it's too dangerous for us to stay here."
"But apparently not for Tammy."
Sinclair met them at the door.
"Gadget, DOS, Zipper, Chip...
"I'm staying!"
"Chip!"
"What?!"
"Look, you might not like it but this is a military operation. I have strict orders to take you and the others to a safe place. Period. This is too dangerous for any of you. I've been assaulted today by a fake taxi driver. If you want proof, chell the luggage locker, third row on the right."
Gadget turned around. "Hey where's Monty?"
An answer was heard right below them.
"Oi'm no goin on no blimey plane!"
"Great another one..." Sinclair grumbled. "I don't have time for this." He took out a gun and tranquilized the Ausie before he even knew what was going on.
"Now, all of you get inside."
Sinclair took Monty on his back and carried him into the plane, with Dale closing the door behind them. He then walked to the cockpit and begun preparations for takeoff.
"Flight 386 to tower. Requesting permission for takeoff."
There was a long moment of static. The answer came in just as DOS was taking her seat.
"Negative flight 386. All runways busy. Delay 30 minutes."
"Roger that tower." answered Sinclair and hung up.
"Busy runway. Bull. The runway is empty and there is no flight scheduled for the next two minutes."
"Why would they lie?"
"To buy time. Now they know who we are and knew also which plane we're using since you arrived here. They've probably called for an anti-terrorist team or something."
"So what do we do?"
"What do you expect? We take off."
Sinclair increased the throttle, unlocked the brakes and started taxing toward a runway, ignoring angry and frightened calls on the radio.
He chose the one closest to him from which a 737 just took off. There was a good reason to believe that the activity will cease for some time there.
He aligned the plane, extended flaps, put on the brakes and increased the throttle to maximum. The whole jet started shaking, eager to lift of the ground.
Charles took the internal line' mic.
"This is your captain speaking. Please make sure your seat belts are in place and relax. We're in for a little fun!"
He released the brakes and, slightly tapping the left pedal, carefully watched the velocity.
"Hold on to your fur!"
When the plane reached 250kts he pulled on the yoke, at first lightly, just to loose contact with the ground, then suddenly very sharply, going into a 75deg climb.
EDIT: Changed the list of passengers according to the post below. (I'm taking five, Midnights shall take the rest, we have better chances that way if someone gets trigger happy on us.)
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Hondo I. Sackett
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Hondo did not sleep long, his system had always had a high tolerance to meds and he had a lot of caffeine in his system. He slept lightly until about 4:00, then woke up, being very groggy still, and started drinking his 'wake-up' drink.
*If cold coffee and vanilla extract won't wake ya, nothin' will.* he thought to himself. after a little bit he pulled out a couple items he had stashed up here, a bowie knife( that he wore upside down under the back of his vest), a throwing knife( that he wore up his sleave) his royal flush throwing cards( that he had a special holder for inside the left part of his vest) a boot knife, and a black colored steel cane( that housed a full length rapier blade). After he pulled these items out and put them in place, he hunkered down and waited.
*I still hate waitin'.* he thought.  
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Charles_Roberts
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*Alex II Was Reading the note then talking to Razale in thought talk*
Alex II: Razale Fernando say that 3 Girls made contact with Him, Hondo and Tammy that mean RF is in voled with this
Razale: Man this is not good Head to Fernando location it in Aisapi GPS it will be on you Navagation systems
Alex II: Right
Razale: Codey Mouse is on Rote heading towards Fernando location I already told him Keep out of sight
Alex II: Ok and I am on my way *Driving on A-51 To Fernando Place*
Razale: Batoza, Kazaupa, Tosaga and Sastoba have it on there cars too and they will meet you at nando place and I will Called Fernando again so Make sure these Girls don’Äôt kill Fernando Also we contune to Find RF Base and Give Fernando the Location now go
Alex II: Right
*Then speed about 90 Khm. Towards Fernando Place*
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Fernando
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[OCC]
Arik is away with family until Sunday or Monday,
Jeanette is out somewhere...
We cant make a move until they do with the SWA and the RF
Lets get Midnight Man to get the others and land the LJ60 on the deck of the Enterprise with Sinclair. Midnight Man's plane will have Jeanette, Arik and Charles as the co-pilot.
[/OCC]
Edit: Sorry about that Sinclair!
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Fernando
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Fernando wakes up at the ringing of the phone, and manages to answer it within the 3rd ring without wrecking the room, waking up Tammy, or dropping his gun.
Fernando: hello?
Alex II: We're outside.
Fernando: Who's we?
Alex II: Me, Batoza, Kazaupa, Tosaga and Sastoba are outside. we cant get in until you turn off Aisapi's anti-theft system.
Fernando: Alright, alright. Let me know when the headlights flash twice.
Fernando presses on the button on the box on his keychain.
Alex II: THERE! It Flashed twice.
Fernando: OK, walk to the door and wait for me to open it.
Alex II: OK, see you.
Fernando hangs up the phone, and then shakes the sleep off him. He finds his cane and makes his way down stairs to the main doorway. Holding his gun behind him, he slowly opens the door, finding Alex II and the others there.
Fernando: Come in, but dont make too much noise. Tammy is still asleep upstairs.
Of the group, Alex II walks in all the way with Fernando. Two stay outside and to stay inside by the door, all to guard the door.
Alex II: So, tell me what happened during brunch?
Fernando: Whats to say? The RF tried to slip us a mikey and kidnap our sleeping butts into their hide outs. We managed to get away.
Alex II: What about the thing with the gun-girls?
Fernando: I dont see them as a problem. I do with the SWA though. And if the girls are second thinking as to why they are fighting a rescue, then better. Its their handlers I worry about. If they see their girls hesitating, then they will act in their place. I see no option here but try to rescue them all.
Alex II: Rescue who, them all, you mean the girls? Its a huge organization!
Fernando: If anything, rescue these 4 other little ones. Believe me, being a programmed child killer is not an easy thing.
Alex II: Been there?
Fernando: No comment.
Alex II: But everyone has a past, right?
Fernando: Look. I think I got to the girls so they are on my side, or at least hestitate for that one second before blowing my head off. Its the handlers I worry about. But if I can rescue that little group, then so be it. May the SWA and RF fight with each other all they want, but they are not going to use little girls as their soliders.
Alex II: And if Italy goes into Civil War because of this?
Fernando: I dont care, despite it all when one works for god and country, but when country forces you to do the wrong things, the line has to be draw and all efforts made to stop it.
Alex II: You are a lose canon.
Fernando: I only care for doing what is right, not what some desk jockey tells me.
Alex II: Give me a good reason why I should not stop this rescue mission?
Fernando: Its the right thing to do, Alex.
Alex II: Rescuing just Bink, or all the others?
Fernando: Bink First. Then who ever wants, the rest of the girls. With Hondo's accdiental tampering of the hotel security systems, Rachel's got video feeds of all the halls and room, and I found which rooms the girls and their handlers are in.
Alex II: Who's Rachel? She's not on any list...
Fernando: She's my laptop.
Alex II: Oh...sorry.
Fernando: I'll email the info tonight. you get a few 'plumbers' and fill the sprinklers with sleeping gas. I'll get the girls when they are out cold. The Handlers can go rot in hell as far as I'm concerned.
Alex II: And we can take the girls from there.
Fernando: No you're not!
Alex II: Why not?
Fernando: No way I'm going to let the CIA or any other agency have those girls! They need to heal and be kids again. They need to regain their lives. Its going to be hard with Bink, but I'm sure that together as a group, it will be easier on them.
Alex II: Can I ask why?
Fernando: Those girls had enough killing in their lives. Its best to take them out of it. You're read Dr. Spock's report on brainwashed children and what kind of lives they have. Its time to end it.
Alex II takes a sigh.
Alex II: OK, We'll be there for Bink's rescue, but you're on your own in rescuing the others.
Fernando: I'll accept that.
Alex II: we cant waste time, money and operatives on selfish missions.
Fernando: Everything by the book, I see. OK. Just give me an extra 24 hours after rescuing Bink to get to the jet and I'll be there, with or without the girls.
Alex II: Deal.
They both shake hands on this.
Fernando: Just one thing.
Alex II: What is it?
Fernando reaches over and snatches the dark glasses off Alex II's face.
Fernando: I'm going to need these.
Alex II: HEY!
Fernando: Pull rank on the others. You know I have a sensitivity to light.
Alex II: Alright, keep them. But just one question?
Fernando: Shoot.
Alex II: Who shot that terrorist waiter in the head when you fought off the other two?
Fernando: The girl who was not there... you should know her- the bunny- Triela.
Alex II: And how do you know this?
Fernando: I dont. But being girl assassins, and her not being there, it only makes sense that it was her. If it were the handlers themselves, then I would have been shot and not the terrorist waiter.
Alex II: I see.
Fernando walks into the kitchen and makes some extra strong coffee.
Fernando: Will that be all?
Alex II: I think that will be it. We'll keep in touch.
Fernando: I'll be at the fountain later tonight. Dont be there.
Alex II: I understand.
Alex II walks with the others, and leaves. Soon the sound of car engines can be heard, and drive away. Above, Tammy wakes up from her bed, and slowly walks down the stairs, finding Fernando in the kitchen. She looks like RoadKill that has not died yet.
Eventually she gets into the kitchen and sits by the serving island. There Fernando puts on some coffee and sandwiches. She reaches up to take a sandwhich and eats it.
Fernando: Sorry if the bread's a bit stale. They dont rotate the food rations here as much as they should.
Tammy with her cheeks stuffed but still 1/2 sleepy: Its ok. I'm starved.
Fernando: Here, you'll need your strength back...
Fernando pours a cup of coffee for Tammy. He then pour a glass for himself and sits to eat and drink as well.
Tammy: Hows you're eyes?
Fernando: Better, but still cant see perfectly, its like flying in a cloud... you're doing 600 mph and you hope really hard that nothing's in front of you.
Tammy had to stop from laughing hard.
Fernando: I'm serious. I can see some things, but its like standing in a thick fog. Better yet- like how TV depicts heaven... all cloudy and bright and you can only see things when they are close.
Tammy: How long before you can see again?
Fernando: I see with my other senses, but to have eyesight again, I figure in another 6 hours. 4 if I sleep.
Tammy: I see.
Fernando: Nothing to do for the next 2 hours before we go back to see Hondo. Care for some TV?
Tammy: Italian TV is too full of violence and sex... How about we just sit and talk?
Fernando: OK then... we talk.
And that they did.
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RangerReady23
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"On your feet, flyboys! Sound off! Scramble! Scramble!"
*Throughout the corridors and crawlways of the USS Enterprise, the cry from the bridge echoes like the knell of distant thunder. The great, blaring klaxons flare to life, filling the ship with a murky, blood-red light, as the alarms sound in every cabin and corner.*
"All hands, this is the captain! This is a general quarters alert. Man your battlestations! I repeat, man your battlestations. Red alert!"
*From his chair at the center of the bridge, RangerReady watches the command crew rush about, issuing orders over the various department channels that operate the massive ship. In his heart, a glowing feeling of pride grows by the moment, as those that serve the famous ship prepare her for a meeting with destiny.*
"T-minus five hundred kilometers, stand by torpedoes!"
*From the weapons station, Rose's voice rings out amid the clambering commotion, breaking through the electrical sensation of tension.*
"Torpedoes ready, all depth sensors and radar stations report alpha-one status!"
*Staring at the blue-lit targeting screen, her eyes flicker slightly, searching the flashing grid for the first alert that might present itself.*
"Let them come," *she whispers*.
*RR turns in his chair, seeking out the communications officer.*
"Did Indy manage to find the frequency I asked for?"
"Aye, sir, it's running through the program, now. We should be ready to transmit."
"Good..."
"Out of curiosity...what message should I send? Gadget tends to shock easily, you know."
*He considers for a moment, processing the options as best as the moment allows.*
"Simple message, Ensign...'Stand by...be ready...RR'."
"Aye-aye, captain."
*Voices echo from the speakers.*
"Birds away...flight deck ready."
"Good. We need a nice, easy landing atmosphere...those Learjets are bigger than what we're used to."
*RangerReady relaxes, slightly. Perhaps...just perhaps...Enterprise will have a mission that will conclude quietly.*
"Gunners to stations! Incoming fighters!! Repeat, incoming fighters!! Lock targets, all gunners, lock targets!!
*With a cross expression, the captain of the Enterprise rises from the center seat, staring out the open portal before the bridge, eyes flashing.*
"So much for that! All gunners, aim for engines only. No purposeful kills! None at all, if you can help it."
*Silence reigns....the deep breath, before the plunge.*
"Fire at will!"
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Severe Weather Eddie
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Captains Eddie Dixon, Linda Hale, and Jim Dooley, of the USS Texas, USS San Jacinto and USS Mahan, respectively, were seated in a small outdoor Cafe in Toulon, France, enjoying their day in town. Together, the three captains formed most of the core command group for Battleship Strike Group-1. Eddie was the group's Surface Warfare Commander, Linda was the Air Warfare commander, and Dooley was the group's Undersea Warfare commander. But right now, those roles were far from their minds as they sipped at their beverages of choice.
"..so anyway, these Greenpeace guys were trying to stop the Trident test," Dooley was saying. "So they parked their dingy right on top of the sub, next to her periscope. They figured that with them in the way, the Navy wouldn't launch the missile. Well, the countdown continued anyway. And with about 30 seconds left to go on the clock, another periscope popped out of the water on the other side of the battle group, about 1,000 yards from where the protesters were. It looked around, dropped back under the water, and then, FWOOOOSH! The Trident shoots right out of the water, and lights up perfectly, and away she goes! Greenpeace had parked themselves over the wrong sub! They got the attack sub, not the boomer! Boy, were they mad!" the cougar laughed.
The two foxes chuckled. Dooley had been entertaining them with funny stories all afternoon. Now it was Eddie's turn.
"What about you, Dixon? You've been around enough, you oughta have some good ones!" said Jim.
"Well, about ten years ago, I was a navigation officer on the Enterprise," Eddie began. [ OOC:CVN-65; not RR's ship.] "We had one of the catapults on the bow replaced and we had to test it. Well, the CAG, good ol' Tom Evans, had this old clunker of a Ford Falcon that he wanted to get rid of. So he figured he'd ditch the car and test the cat at the same time. Made a big show out of it, too! Half the ship was out there. Man, Evans fired that baby right off the end of the Big E! You should have seen her fly! And she made quite a splash when she landed, too!"*
[[*OOC: Eddie is, of course, referring to this picture. /OOC]]
The threesome were still chuckling when the waiter came up.
"And 'ow are we doing here?" he asked.
"We're doing just fine, thank you," Linda replied.
"How is your drink, Mousier?" the waiter asked, addressing Dooley.
"I could use a top-off, thank you, sir!"
The waiter turned to Eddie. "Would Mousier Renard like another drink? One for the lady-friend, per'haps?"
Eddie choked on his water and spat it across the table, while Dooley roared with laughter. Linda giggled when Eddie blushed, which made Dooley guffaw even louder.
"Is there something ze matter?"
"Ah-actually, she's a friend...a co-worker...a fellow captain..." Eddie replied.
Linda spoke up. "Le non, lui et moi ne sont pas des amoureux. Collˆ®gues justes."
[[No, he and I are not lovers. Just colleagues.]]
"Ah! Parlez vous franˆßais ?" the waiter responded.
[[Ah! You speak French?]]
"Oui." Linda smiled. "Capitaine Dixon ici peut ˆ�tre un officier naval expˆ©rimentˆ© et capable, commandant un cuirassˆ©, mais il sait peu des maniˆ®res de l'amour."
[[Captain Dixon here may be an experienced and capable naval officer, commanding a battleship, but he knows little of the ways of love.]]
At this the waiter threw his head back and laughed long and hard. He was still laughing as he walked away.
"What'd you SAY to him?!" Eddie demanded.
"Oh, I simply explained to him that he was mistaken," Linda smirked.
"Hmmph. Showoff."
Dooley was still chuckling. Eddie looked over at the waiter. He was at the front counter, talking with other members of the wait staff and gesturing in the direction of the three officers. The wait staff laughed, and Eddie sank lower in his chair.
"Linda, one of these days I'm gonna find out what you said. And then I'm gonna get you for it."
Linda smiled sweetly in reply and sipped at her drink. Dooley chuckled again.
Suddenly Linda jumped in her chair. "I'm vibrating!" she exclaimed. She reached into the pocket of her jacket and pulled out her cell phone, which was vibrating away.
"I forgot I had it on silent," she said, opening it. "Captain Linda Hale speaking,"
Eddie's phone went off, too. So did Captain Dooley's.
"Dixon here."
"Officer of the Watch reporting, sir. Command just sent us a packet that you need to see immediately. They also ordered us to terminate our port call and get underway as soon as possible."
Eddie muttered several choice expletives. "Alright, I'll be right there." He put his phone away and turned to the other two captains.
"You've gotta go, to?" Dooley asked.
"Yes," said Linda.
"Yup." said Eddie. "ASAP. Get the ships ready to move." Eddie pulled out a wad of cash and stuffed it under his glass. "Let's go!"
"Mousier! Your bill!" the waiter came running after them.
"There's money on the table! Keep the change!" Eddie yelled behind him as he took off down the street. Linda had already flagged down a cab, and the three captains piled in.
"Driver! Take us down to the docks! Fast!" Eddie ordered.
The driver made a gesture indicating he didn't understand.
"Linda! Use that wonderful French of yours, please!"
"Le conducteur, nous portent vers le bas au pilier de marine. Nos bateaux sont attachˆ©s lˆÝ. Et hˆ¢te si vous plait, nous devons obtenir de nouveau ˆÝ nos bateaux immˆ©diatement."
[[Driver, take us down to the Navy pier. Our boats are tied up there. And hurry please, we must get back to our ships immediately.]]
The cab driver nodded and then proceeded to get the three captains down to the pier as quickly as he could. When they got there, Eddie handed him a $50 bill.
"That should cover it!" he yelled as he sprinted for Texas's launch.
"Sailor, get that launch started ASAP!"
"Yes sir!"
Within minutes, the launch was underway and heading back to the huge battleship. Captain Dooley and Captain Hale were also on their way to their ships. Another fifteen minutes after that, and Captain Dixon was sprinting up the ladder that led to Texas's deck. After two more minutes, the fox was in the wheelhouse, heading back into the armored conning tower.
"Radio, I hear there's an urgent message for me," he puffed. All the running had taken a toll on him, and though he was in good shape, he was not as young as he used to be.
"Sir," the radioman saluted, handing Eddie an envelope. "It just came in from the boys down in BBIC [Battleship Intelligence Center, center for intel processing in the BBBG]
Eddie tore it open and pulled out the message contained within.
TO CO USS TEXAS BB71. SCSG-13 CV-6 ENTERPRISE REPORTS ENGAGING HOSTILE AIRCRAFT. OPERATIVES IN ITALY POSSIBLY COMPROMISED. SOME OPERATIVES EVACUATED TO CV-6. REPORT RECEIVED VIA CENTINTEL. NAVSOC DIRECTS BSG-1 BBBG 2TX38 TO STATION OFF GEONA FOR SUPPORT/RESCUE/ASSISTANCE OF OPERATIVES AND REINFORCEMENTOF SCSG-13. LANTFLEETCOM WILL SEND FURTHER ORDERS. CSG-7 WILL PROVIDE REINFORCEMENT AND AIR SUPPORT. BSG-1 WILL PROVIDE IMMEDIATE ASSISTANCE TO SCSG-13 CV-6. PROCEED WITH ALL DUE SPEED AT WARCON 3.
Eddie nodded as he read the message. He stuffed it into his pocket and strode back out into the wheelhouse. "Officer of the Watch!"
"Yes, sir?"
"Initiate a recall of all the men ashore. Prepare the ship to weigh anchor and leave port immediately. Bring her to watertight condition Yoke."
The OOW nodded, and set about giving orders to bring the ship ready to leave port.
"Blow the ship's horn to bring all hands back to the ship. Use the choppers if it'll get them back faster," said Eddie.
The gigantic battleship's horn was sounded. It bellowed out with an earsplitting moan that could be heard for miles.* All around the city of Toulon, sailors of the US Navy perked up when they heard the blasts. The citizens of the city watched in bewilderment as sailors dropped whatever they were doing and rushed out of shops, establishments, and restaurants.
Soon enough, all were scurrying down to the Navy piers as fast as they could. They had all been briefed that this may happen. Every launch available from the battlegroup went out to meet them and bring them back aboard. SH-60 Sea Hawks from the Texas, San Jacinto and the destroyers landed at the piers to pick up sailors. A prearranged coded signal-made up of letters from the international flag alphabet-was flown from the Texas's masts. The code informed the returning sailors that the ships were preparing to set sail and leave port, and would do so under wartime operating practices.
Amazingly, it took less than an hour to get all of the crews back. The destroyer USS Mahan was the first to weigh anchor and get underway. She led the San Jacinto out, who was followed by Texas herself. The destroyers USS Roosevelt and USS Churchill flanked the battleship astern. As soon as the battle group was clear of the harbor and into open waters, they turned northeastward and pushed their engines ahead to flank speed. Straining her engines, Texas could make 31-32 knots. With her escorts barely able to keep up, she would reach her assigned station in a little over four and a half hours.
 
[OOC: Author's notes:
*Texas's whistle: (Well, Missouri's actually, but you'll get the idea.) It's at 00:14 in. (You can also see the same guns used on Texas in this video. Just to give you an idea of her firepower.) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WBqTReiXgKE
Also, I don't know how accurate those French translations are, (Feel free to comment, Jeanette...) ]
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Out in the not-too-distant countryside, a car stopped next to what appeared to be a fighter jet.
While the passenger got out to investigate, the driver remained in the vehicle. The jet appeared to have shed it's canopy, leaving a smooth, streamlined surface.
Neither person noticed the small robot scuttle under the car, and scuttle back th the plane.
But both noticed the plane quietly drive off to look for a lonelier bit of road.
And both noticed that their car no longer went.
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DOS & Arik  
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Earlier at the scene where Jose was killed, as the body was taken away, Jean, (the brother of the deceased) and his charge Rico, were investigating. Jean's cell phone rings. "Yes. . . . Yes, sir." Pause. "Yes. All right." Pause. "Section 1's investigating?" Pause. "No I understand." A car pulls up. "They're here now."
Pietro Fermi addresses Jean. "This is Eleanora Gabriella. I'm Pietro Fermi."
"I've been expecting you. Good to meet you."
"Who's this?" Pietro asked, referring to the girl mouse.
"Rico. My cyborg."
"Rico? Isn't that a boy's name?" Eleanora asked.
"Each cyborg is named by her handler. We can give them any name we want."
"She have a last name?" Eleanora continued.
"No." Jean answered.
"So what have you guys come up with as possible suspects?" Pietro asked.
"We are still running it down but in our particular business we tend to have enemies everywhere."
"You insist on having the cyborgs do all the killing for you?"
Jose puts his arm around Rico. "They are more efficient killers than anyone I have ever known. They don't think or feel. They just do. They just kill"
"You make it sound these cyborgs you developed are perfect killing machines."
"Effective but not perfect."
Pietro walks up to Rico. "So are you saying these cyborgs follow the orders they are given?" He puts his right hand on Rico. "They are never free to exercise their own judgement when they go on a mission?"
Jean brushes Pietro's hand off of Rico. "Every handler is free to train his cyborg as he sees fit. Strict discipline and conditioning are used to ensure that every one of them does their job right but they do think for them selves especially when their handler is in danger. They would die protecting him."
"Interesting. So they are not just puppets."
 
"So now you know what makes the cyborgs tick."
Eleanora makes an observation. "Bink drew her gun but no shots were fired."
The four drove to the hotel where the teams were staying.
Rico escorts Eleanora and Pietro to the hotel room where she and Bink were staying. "This is where Bink and I were staying." Eleanora and Pietro look around the room. "Triela and Claes are sharing a room and Angelica has a room to her self."
In Triela and Claes's room, Claes was on her bed with her nose in a book as Triela is at the table, with her back to the door, playing with her teddy bear as she is humming "Ode to Joy." This was her latest bear in her collection. She has nine stuffed bears all together.
Rico opens the door. "Triela. . . ."
"Rico. You're back already?"
Pietro is at the door. "Can we come in?"
Triela looks behind her and stands up. "Who are you?"
Pietro makes a quiet observation. "Books, stuffed bears, they are like regular kids."
"This is Miss Gabriella and Mr. Fermi from section 1. They want to talk to you about Bink."
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Fernando  
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As the three of them wait in the ambulance, Fernando works on his laptop. Not urgently, but almost dilegently. A few seconds later, Tammy's PDA beeps.
She opens the PDA, finding a text file has been loaded to her screen.
Code:

The last Flower
by James Thurber
World War XII, as everyone knows, brought about the collapse of civilization.
Towns cities, and villages disappeared.
All the groves and forest were destroyed, and all the gardens, and all the works of art.
Men, women, and children became lower than the animals.
Discouraged and disillusioned, dogs deserted their fallen masters.
Books Paintings, and music disappeared from the earth, and human beings just sat around doing nothing.
Years and years went by.
Even the few generals who were left forgot what the last war had decided.
Boys and girls grew up to stare at each other blankly.
Love had passed from earth.
One day, a young girl who had never seen a flower chanced to come upon the last one in the world.
She told the other human beings that the last flower was dying.
The only one who paid attention to her was a young man.
Together, the young man and the girl nurtured the flower and it began to live again.
One day, a bee visited the flower, and a humming bird.
Before long, there were two flowers, and then a great many.
Groves and forests flourished again.
The young girl began to take interest in how she looked.
The young man discovered that touching the girl was pleasurable.
Love was reborn into the world.
The children of the young man and the girl grew up strong and healthy.
They learned to run and laugh.
Dogs came out of their exile.
The young man discovered how to build a shelter.
Pretty soon everybody was building shelters.
Towns, cities, and villages sprung up.
Song came back into the world, and troubadours and jugglers, tailors and cobblers, painters and poets, and sculptors, and soldiers and Lieutenants and Captains, and Generals and Major-Generals, and liberators.
Some people went to one place to live, and some to another.
Before long, those who went to live in the valleys wished they had gone to live in the hills.
And those who had to live in the hills wished they had gone down to live in valleys.
The liberators, under the guidance of God, set fire to the discontented.
So presently, the world was at war again.
This time, the destruction was so complete that nothing at all was left in the world,
except one man, one woman, and a flower.
 

Tammy: One man, one woman, and a flower?
Fernando: Do you understand?
Tammy: Yes.
Fernando: Do you understand how it applies to the real world?
Tammy (after thinking about it): The cycle must end?
Fernando: Yes...
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Charles_Roberts  
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Alex II Was driving on MA-51 then he saw a Van have RF on the side of it "They looking for me time for the plan" *Then he speed off about 180 miles perhould as the van speed about 120 then they saw him with his gun as he fire a shot to there tire as it hit they crash into a bulding saying Salavatones Bar it was close anyway
Alex II: HOpe this guy have insurance *then he put his hand on the one a Red Mouse he was alive but out cold for awhile "He ok He comeing with me other two are dead *Then he took the Red Mouse puting him behind his car handcuffing him and his legs then he put a time bomb on the car for one minnetn then got in his car then drove off as he was far he turn his car invisibal aslo Police Sirners and Fire turcks srinesr was heading towards the bar then the Van blow up next to the bar same as the bar too as the cops got there no edvicanes was there*
*
Alex II Driving
Razale: Make sure no Edvicane leve behind
Alex II: Yea I blow it up making sure no Police or the SWA won't find anything leading to the RF I got one of the RF Member in my car they were afting me too but I outsmarted them
Razale: Godo Fernando want to see him first
Alex II: Yea I am heading that way call Nando tellhing him I got the RF Member in my car I know this one can tell us were Bink is and how many RF In there watching bink too
Razale: Right over and out
*then Razale Calling Ferando telling him that Alex II caught one of the RF Members since they were afting him too
Alex II: Time to Tell Fernando and Tammy the turth that I am Tammy and Bink Cousin
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Severe Weather Eddie  
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The Texas and her escorts made record time from Toulon to Geona, arriving in just under four and a half hours. Reports coming out of Italy were grim. The United States State Department was now advising against travel to Italy and recommending that any American tourists there currently leave. Immediately. To that end, the Navy was sending three Wasp-class amphibious assault ships, and the USS San Antonio, the Navy's newest amphibious landing ship. Together, the amphibs would help evacuate American tourists before Italy devolved further into war. Unfortunately, though, the amphibs were not as fast as the carriers or Texas, so it would take time for them to arrive.
In the meantime, Eddie had been studying reports coming out of Italy. The violence was escalating: shootings and bombings were becoming more frequent, and not just in Milan. Geona had seen several incidents, as had Venice, Rome, Turin, and Naples.
The fox paced the wheelhouse of Texas. The ships in the battle group were currently operating at Wartime Condition 3, which was just one step below General Quarters. As soon as the ship's alarm bell rang, all 1,592 crewmen aboard would rush to their battle stations on Texas in a matter of minutes and the ship would be ready to deal with virtually anything that the Italin Navy, Air Force, SWA, or the terrorists could throw at her.
The air aboard the ship felt stuffy and tense. This was partly due to the reduced ventilation throughout the ship: at watertight condition Yoke, many (but not all) hatches and vents had been closed off. But it was also due to the high anxiety level throughout the ship. The entire crew knew very well that within the next 24 hours, the sound of Texas's big guns might be heard, and not for a training exercise or test firing.
The Italians knew very well that Texas was there. At nearly 950 feet long, 125 feet wile, and displacing 75,000 tons, Texas would make a huge blip on any radar screen, especially since she was constructed long before stealth technology had been developed. There was no possible way that they could miss her. And lying offshore just barely in international waters, the huge ship was easily visible to anyone on shore with a halfway decent pair of binoculars.
Despite this, Eddie wasn't particularly concerned about an attack on his command. Oh, he had planned for one, but after studying intelligence reports on the Italian military, he had concluded that there wasn't much they could do to the massive battle wagon. Both he and naval planners back in Washington were pretty sure that any missile would bounce of the thick armor of the ship. Torpedoes were more of a threat; a lucky hit to the ship's stern area could cripple Texas's steering capabilities. The Italian Navy did have several modern ultra-quiet diesel submarines. Six torpedoes, while not enough to sink the battleship, would almost certainly cripple her. That was what the destroyers and the USS Cheyenne were for.
However, at the moment at lest, Eddie didn't think it likely that elements of the Italian Navy would challenge the battle group directly. A missile attack was more likely, perhaps from a shore launcher commandeered by separatists. But even that wasn't too terribly likely at the moment. In short, there was nothing for the battle group to do but wait. Its presence would hopefully buy time for Americans in Italy to get out.
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Fernando  
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Fernando kept thinking about who kidnapped Tammy, and why. Its like something was missing.
The main players in this game was the Italian Government with the SWA being its hand. The other was a mish mash of groups and master planners of self indulged leaders involve in anti social,For sever and at times, violent activities- often filled with wanna-bes who took credit for other people's work.
For several minutes on Fernando's laptop, JeanetteIsabelle and him discussed their misunderstanding. Though they had not gotten to an agreement of sorts, at least there was an understanding or sorts. It would depend on how things play out with them, though they know that their interpersonal relationship does not affect the outcome of the mission. If anything, if Fernando got killed in the mission, Jeanette knows to send black roses and to keep the Ex-From-hell away from the coffin.
But Fernando keep thinking, hacking into every computer system he can in the Italian Network. Nothing was found as to who would have kidnapped Tammy, not even some power hungry schmoe wanting to take credit for it. Perhaps the overkill on Fernndo's part. Or no one wants to admit defeat by the hand of a very angry squirrel with the access to some technology who managed a 25 to 0 body count.
Either way, Fernando, though still wanting to continue the mission, is having to second guess himself and he does not like it. He continues with hacking the Italian internet in search of clues.
Fernando satellite cell phone rings. He was not happy since it is a VERY private number. It was Alex II, telling him that he had a prisoner for interogation and a more personal matter- he relations to Tammy and Bink. Fernando tells Alex II to hang the Prisoner by his ankles at the hideaway and use him as a pinata until Fernando's return, and to not let the mission get personal, before hanging up the phone.
Fernando: Tammy, do you have any cousins working for the goverment, military, post office?
Tammy: None that I know of, but we are a large family...
Fernando: Most squirrel families are.
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DOS & Arik  
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Jean gives Section 2's report to Pietro Fermi of Section 1. Rico is with her handler.
"The American CIA was responsible?" Pietro asked.
"Retired operative Fernando G led a team including seven agents and fourteen unknowns. They were working with the RF operative, Anne Rossellini."
"The American CIA is going to great lengths to obtain a cyborg?"
"Yes."
"This concludes Section 1's investigation in the matter."
"We still don't know how the American CIA was able to track Jose's team but they obviously marked them, tranquilized Bink and terminated Jose that night. Bink managed to draw her weapon but failed to fire any shots before being succumbed by the tranquilizing agent."
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Charles_Roberts  
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*Then one of the RF Agent realy a Rouge CIA Agent was hanging upside down in the Underground Hideout under the US Emebesy As Alex II came in Wereing a German Uniforme also wering glasses and german hat Alex II Cyborg hand was flexing then two US Emebesy Guards bring a TV and DVD Player with a DVD of Barney the Purpal Dinsoure then he told them to leve as the RF Agent waking up
Alex II: HEISSEN Sie gut, wem Sie sendete, um nach mir zu kommen und zwei ist Ihr Fell heraus waren
RF AGent: I WILL NEVER TALK
Alex II: Brunnen haben wir Weisen, Sie Gesprˆ§ch zu bilden, das ich ein DVD ALSO Horbal spielen werde, er Sie Scream bildet und dann gebrochen Ihnen fˆ§ngt an zu sprechen, wenn meine Freunde hier erhalten
*THen he put the DVD into the DVD Player then when it came on Barney was on the TV Singing his song
*then cut to outside of the US Emebesy Halls
RF Agent (OS): NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO NOT THAT NOT THAT ANYTHING BUT BARNEY TURN IT OFF!
Alex II: (OS): Sprechen Sie?
RF Agent (OS): GRRRR NEVER
Alex II: (OS): Brunnen gehe ich zum leve es 3 Stunden lang weiter, bis meine Freunde hier Hoffnung erhalten, die Sie IHN sprechen kˆ�nnen ER ER
*THen he Left the room leving the door lock*
RF Agent: I CAN BEAR THIS I CAN BEAR THIS I CAN SURVIE THIS AHHH WHO I AM KIDIING I CAN'T SURVIED THIS ARGGGGGGGG
*
Alex II was out side waitng for the RF AGent to crack* "Give it 2.5 Hours he will crack.
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Fernando  
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Fernando goes back to the Italian government computers and finds a new file in one of the many personal directories trash bin, slated for a file shredding during system maintenence. He reassembles the file and sector links, then downloads it to his machine (translated from Italian):
Code:

Section 2 investigation of agent Jose Assassination and Cyborg Bink Aduction:
Following the instability of Northern Italian society has been of late, the murder of an operative, many criminal elements are involved, none has been sucessful in infiltraing, much less targetting an operative. It is the view of this commitee of the following:
-Retired USA CIA Agent Fernado G has been around asking questions about a missing girl fitting the cyborg's description.
-Retired USA CIA Agent Fernand G arrived to Italy with 21 other individuals, 7 of them are known CIA agents. The others are deemed to be mission specialits of sorts; one with red hair and green eyes posing as his wife.
-Both the CIA and Agent Fernando G were seen working with RF Terrorist agent Anne Rossellini.
-CIA has been working on their own cyborg program with little sucess. As in the past, the CIA is more than willing to steal a working cyborb for their own study and replication.
-Operative Jose was found dead with Cyborg Bink unfired weapon nearby. Security cameras of the areas recorded the final moments of Jose and Bink being accosted, Bink bink hit with a tranquilizing agent, Operative Jose being murdered and Bink being dragged away by masked individuals in a dark van.
This shows that Section 1 was being monitored and followed by a covert group for the most oppertune moment to strike. Jose taking Bink for a walk was the oppertunity that they needed to make their move...
<end of file>
 

Fernando stares at the report, not wanting to believe what he is reading but knows why it is there- CYA...
He closes the window and then shuts down the laptop, before leaning back against the seat and closes his eyes, then sighs.
Fernando: Hondo?
Hondo: Yes Squirrel Boss man?
Fernando: Take me back to the hide out. Alex II has a prisoner there for me interogate.
Hondo: Want me to drive fast?
Fernando: No, take yout time, I want to enjoy the moment when I get there.
Tammy: Fernando?
Fernando: Save it for later.
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Hondo I. Sackett  
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Hondo pulled out and started down the road to the hideout.
*Shoot!* Hondo thought, *I like fast better. I know I could get 20% better fuel milage and increase the horse power on this rig by at lease 25HP if I could rig a hydrogen booster, Oh there I go again! Need to think of mission only.*
Hondo's mind tended to wander when he drove slow, but he was also more perceptive when thinking.
"They Think it's you, don't they, Boss? Hondo said.
"Who thinks it's me? What are you talking about, Hondo?" Fernando said sounding somewhat irritated.
"You know who. This agency we are up against, the one with the bthree letters in front of it." Hondo was bad at names.
"I'm not asking how you know that, but yes. I found a file on their computer in which they stated me personally and they know a little about what we are up to and are blaming it all on us." Fernando said matter of factly.
"I thought so. an d the CIA's involved some how too eh?" Hondo said.
"yah. too much involved." Fernando said.
"I want to know how you knew, Hondo." Tammy said as her interest peaked slightly.
"It's a long story. You won't believe it anyway." Hondo said.
"We have time." Fernando said. "Might be good entertainment for her."
"I would like to hear it." Tammy said.
"OK, here is the short of it. I have a strong, uncontrollable 6th sense. If I am not concentratin' on what a person is a doin', I can sometimes sense what they are thinkin'. I also can some times perceive future events, sense danger and answer the phone before the first ring." Hondo said. He was serious and looked serious, but Tammy did not believe him.
"Right, yah. and I see dead people." she said sarcastically.
Tammy sat back and looked insulted like Hondo had made it up to make her look foolish.
"Don't get ugly on me, Tammy. I told ya, y'would believe me, but it is the truth." Hondo said.
"It can't be!" Tammy said. She was not as angry now , but still was completely disbelieving.
"Tammy, there are thing in this world we will never understand, and I have seen plenty. I don't disbelieve Hondo. 6th sense has gotten me out of trouble before."
"I Didn't want to stir up anyone." Hondo said. "besides, we need to stick to the situation at hand. If we figure to succeed, we need to keep on track."
"Hondo's right about that Tammy. You need to prepare yourself for the worst, but set your mind to accomplish the best." Fernando said. Tammy only nodded and set back. She was very tired and wanted to sleep, and both Fernando and Hondo were deep in thought about what would transpire next. They were in silence the whole way back, and no obstacles got in their way.
"We're here, Boss Hombre." Hondo said as they pulled up to the hideout.
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Midnight Man  
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Steadily, the distance between the Learjet and the silver Mustang grows.
"You're fast," a voice with an Italian accent comes from the radio, "but not fast enough. When you're over the Ligurian Sea, you're still within reach of my guns."
"Well," another voice can be heard on the same device, "then guess who's aiming at you right now. Go on following the Learjet, but slowly."
Gio takes a look around and discovers six U.S. Air Force F-16 jets, all of them armed to the teeth with nothing but AIM-9 "Sidewinder" heat-seeking missiles and a couple of AIM-120 AMRAAM radar-guided air-to-air missiles, just in case. One of the jets is right behind him, and he can be sure that it has got its missiles locked upon him.
"Got it?" the voice crackled from the speakers in both the Learjet and the Mustang. "One false move, de Luca, and you'll experience an inferno which even Dante would never have imagined. LJ-Alpha, hurry up and come back home, we'll keep that bloke at a distance. You'll have an estimated five minutes to clear the runway once you're down. Good luck."
Some minutes later, the USS Enterprise crew watches for the second time that day as a much too large aircraft approaches the carrier. Even though this has happened before, many hold their breath as the Learjet touches down on the very end of the runway, skids a few meters on its tires due to the locked brakes, and finally hits the net and stops. The net is quickly removed, the Learjet rolls away from the runway and unloads its crew, passengers, and all of its luggage.
"I still wonder why they made him follow us," Charles points out. "Are they gonna shoot him into smithereens over the open sea?"
"No," Rose says, welcoming the four returning Rangerphiles, "as Midnight wished us to do, we won't damage the plane unless it's necessary. We'll guide him here and hold him for ransom. Fernando's got a prisoner from the RF, now we'll have one from the government's side. He's supposed to have a lot of connections to the SWA and a lot to tell us."
"So you'll have him land on this carrier?" Midnight remarks. "What if he turns his approach into a suicide mission and slams his plane into the ship at as much speed as possible?"
"First, he'd be shot before he reaches us. Second, a P-51D Mustang can't do that much damage to this ship. And third, he simply won't. We've found out a whole lot about this guy. Giovanni de Luca is not only a marvelous pilot and an assassin, he's working on his career in the government. In his training, he has been taught better than to die, and he knows he's much too valuable for the government. Besides, he puts enough faith into his employers that he might actually believe they can get him outta here. Not to mention that we're dealing with a Catholic and not with a Muslim or Japanese."
Absolutely complying with the plans, the silver Italian Mustang lands on the USS Enterprise. The six jets, however, fly past as it is too dangerous for any of them to land behind the old warbird. In the meantime, Midnight is digging through his tool trolley. He finally takes two wooden boxes out of it.
"Midnight," Rose wonders, what are you doing there?"
"Are any armed forces out there?"
"No, the flight deck crew is unarmed. But you have still not answered my question."
Midnight opens the boxes and removes its contents. The submachine gun is practically ready to go, albeit unloaded, but the sniper rifle has to be assembled. While he does so, Midnight, like the others, already hears gunfire out on the flight deck. "Rose," he comments, "you forgot to mention that this guy is insane. This doesn't sound like handguns, and the guns on his plane are not firing straight but up into the air."
With the Micro Uzi in his left hand and his right hand holding the sniper rifle loaded with tranq ammo, Midnight hides behind the half-open door and whispers, "Get outta your blinking plane, you fool, and fight like a man! You can't hit anyone anyway, and these bullets from your cannons don't hurt this ship at all."
As if he had heard it, Gio stops his Mustang and, even before the propeller stops spinning, opens the canopy and climbs out of the cockpit. He then draws two helller & Koch MP5 submachine guns. The hulky figure that he is, there are little doubts that he is actually able to aim and fire both of them at once. With the guns in his fists, he heads for the door behind which Midnight is waiting.
One single bang sounds across the ship.
Gio drops his guns and sinks down onto the deck.
Midnight looks up from his rifle. "Bullseye."
As everyone dares to breathe again, RangerReady speaks via the Tannoy system, "Good shot, whoever that was." A moment of silence follows as RangerReady chells if the rat is losing any blood. This is not the case, so he figures that tranq ammunition has been used, and that Gio is still alive. "Alright, take him inside and put him in chains. And I mean chains."
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Sinclair  
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Sinclair got what he wanted. Several hours later the converted LearJet is ready to go. Charles approaches Midnight, who is staring at the Mustang, as the deck crew readies the catapult.
"Marvelous, isn't it?" the mouse asks without turning his gaze.
"Indeed. Looks like the Cafe gets a new warbird..."
"Are you planning on keeping it?"
"Probably... That pilot just earned POW status, which means his plane can be "confiscated"."
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Fernando  
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After parking the ambulance in the rear of the hideout, Hondo, Tammy and Fernando enter through the front of the house. Once inside, Fernando walks past the living space, nodding at the few CIA Agents that were there, going to the basement entrance. He finds Alex II with a couple of agents who the spy tied up and hung upside down as he asked.
The prisoner was tortured but still held on to his strong will, refusing to answer. Fernando stops the torture, and takes off his emergency medical team jacket and hat, then puts on a pair of black leather gloves with long gauntlets, clenching his fists hard thus making his finger joints and knuckles crack and pop loudly.
Fernando: Leave us.
All: Huh?
Alex II: That would not be wise.
Fernando finds an intact and whole phonebook within a pile of many, which are used to test small firearms with. He walks over to the hanging prisoner. Yet, no one has left the room as they were told.
Fernando: You can leave here alive or dead, either way, you are are to talk for me.
Hondo: Thats not called for.
Fernando grabs the spine of the phone book, bending it until it cracked, and then start to rip the book in 1/2 slowly. Then he slaps the prisoner in the face with one of the 1/2 of the phonebook.
Alex II: We prepared him for you. Another hour or two, he will crack.
Fernando: I need him to crack now. Take him down, untie him and seat him down at the chair (that he points too).
Alex II signal to the others, who take him down and untie him, leading him to the chair. The prisoneer cooperates until he was told to be seated. He pounces on one of the agents, and try to take his gun. Others draw their weapons, ready to fire upon him if he susceeds in wrestling the weapon from his capture.
The prisoner collaspes onto the ground after being hit on the forehead with one of the phone book halves. He lays on the floor, conscious and aware, and in a lot of pain. Everyone turns to face Fernando, who stood there with other 1/2 of the phonebook in his right hand.
Fernando: Everyone, leave.
All put away their weapons, and start walking away, all except Tammy who was behind him, and Hondo, who stood by the doorway.
Tammy: What ever you do, dont him.
Fernando: Like that have had to you or your sister?
Hondo: Undo unto others as they would have undo unto you...
Fernando: ...But do it first. Now I need you two to leave.
They remained silent for the moment.
Hondo: Come on Tammy. Lets chell out the news on the TV.
After a while, Tammy can be heard walking away, followed by the closing of the door.
Fernando: Now, you are going to answer my questions and give me the answers I want to hear. Anything less will bring my wrath upon you. Silence will bring upon you my wrath. Understand this little man- I have ways of making you talk, but I have much more enjoyable ways of watching you die. Now which one will it be?
The prisoner looks back upon Fernando with fear in his eyes.
<back in the living room>
News: Terrorist Factions out Northern Italy as started their attacks on major cities and several key military bases. Local law enforcement has done little to thwart the attacks, though they claim to be doing their best. It is in this reporter's opinion that the some of the terrorists are righ.......<BEEEEEEEEEEP.....> Due To Techincal Difficulties, This Show Is Interupted. Please Stand By.
Tammy: Huh?
Hondo: It has begun.
Tammy: What has begun?
Hondo: Cennsorship and Disinformation.
Alex II: Disinformation can be fun.
In the background, they can hear the load moans of someone in the throws of death pains. They look at each other, unsure what to say or do. Alex II shakes at each other, to tell them to ignore it. Hondo turns the TV to the cartoon channel. They try to ignore the loud thumping that seems to echo through out the building.
After a couple of hours, Fernando comes out from the basement with the gloves covered in blood.
Fernando: Alex II, know of any gay hangouts?
Alex II: Eww... why?
Fernando: Dress him up as a dirty fairy and drop him off by their alley way. Maybe somebody will take a liking to him, if you know what I mean. Make sure he's wearing a red and black bandana. The black on his left rear pocket, the red on the right...
Alex II: What is the signfigance of that?
Fernando: Believe me, you dont want to know.
Hondo: You really dont want know.
Fernando: Just do as I say, that is all I ask.
One of the other agents: Got what you wanted?
Fernando: Yes; unfortunately, after a while, anyone being tortured wil say anything to make it stop. You have to know where to draw the line.
Tammy: What did he say?
Fernando: How much would you sell your tail for?
Tammy: Huh?
Fernando: If you had to sell your tail, how much would it be sold for?
Tammy: I would never prostitute myself.
Fernando: Its been done for you.
Hondo: You mean...?
Fernando:... both the Italian Government and the RF have put a price on our heads; and the group that kidnapped you, Tammy, was an independant seeking to collect the reward- from the RF. They had the meeting for the transaction set and the mo-fo downstairs was supposed to meet with them to verify the catch before the exchange.
Tammy: They what?
Hondo: Someone put your tail on the Specail Sales Bin... I just wonder for how much?
Fernando: 100,000,000 Lira, I would say about $1,000,00 US.
Tammy: $1,000,000?
Fernando: My bushy tail is set for $10,000,000 US.
Hondo: How much for me, boss?
Fernando: $1,000,000 for the group, $10,000,000 for the leaders. An added $500,000 if its a CIA Agent.
Hondo:I think I'm worth a lot more than $1,000,000...
Fernando: Dont worry about it.
A couple of Alex II's men come up with the beaten prisoner. Remarkably, very little bruising was to his face. Though if he were to be xrayed, it would show that it would appear that he was beaten with a baseball bat of a piece of 2X4 lumber, even though Fernando only used his fists. They dressed him up in a 'tough man' attire, with the hankerchiefs in his back pocket pants the order Fernando stated. They leave to dump his barely conscious body by the alley of a gay bar in Milan.
The three are now alone again.
Hondo: found out anything else?
Fernando (taking to his laptop and start typing, send the information to the others): More than I needed. Tammy, they were going to reunite you with your sister, but somewhere in the Italian Alps.
Hondo: Where to now?
Fernando: We rest up a bit. Then we go to deal with a couple of handlers when they least expected.
Hondo: When would that be?
Fernando: People are at their weakest between 3am and dawn. We have to be at our best to deal with them
Hondo: I understand.
Fernando walks over to the kitchen, and washes himself up before resting on the sofa. He takes a bit of food with him as he sits down.
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Hondo I. Sackett  
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Hondo, who had already eaten a bit before Fernando had came back from the basement, laid on the floor in the living room. he was wearing his glasses to keep his eyes rested, but would return to using contacts when they took off again.
Hondo laid his glasses on the T.V. and put his hat over his eyes.
"Wake me 30min. before we have to leave and tell those CIA boys to make some strong coffee. we'll need the caffeine." Hondo said.
"There are beds you can sleep in." Fernando said from the couch.
"I'll sleep to hard in one. take me too long to wake up then." Hondo said.
"What a wast." Fernando said. Hondo just mumbled something incoherent.
*Could have got that fella to talk faster with thorns soaked in alcohol under the finger nails followed by rattle snacks and breakin' his fingers one at a time.* Hondo thought as he drifted off to sleep.
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Fernando  
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[OCC]
The E-2C Hawkeye is larger than a LJ-60, and its carrier based.
http://www.fas.org/man/dod-101/sys/ac/e-2.htm
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Charles_Roberts
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George mouse: I should Make it 24 hours now they got 21 Hours left
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Alex II In the US Emebsey in Milan while looking at his watch 3 hours have past they got 21 hours left while wating for a go ahead from Nando to Strike SWA also it was a order from the Presedent George Mouse too also the US Army was on Stand by too in the US Emebsey too*
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Fernando  
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<Rescuing Bink and Claes>
The attack on the villa is set for 4am, right befoore Dawn. Fernando and Hondo takes turns driving to the villa, but first go to the hide out to pick up a couple of military frequency ready radios. After the radio pick up, they head on their way (only adding another 20 miles to the trip), making 1 stop for fuel. Inside Fernando and Tammy's pockets is a leather document folder with Bink and Claes' pictures in them. Fernando also carries a few Thorazine Pens/Darts in his rear pocket..
On the radio, the attack group keep communications to a miminum, only reporting in on designated points of destination. Within the last 10 miles, visual contact with the ambulance was made as it approaches the side road that goes to the villa. The Hueys and Apaches take their positions, as does the ambulance. Tammy and Fernando goes on ahead while Hondo prepares the mini-copter.
The fight has beguns, as the seals with their slienced helller & Koch 9mm MP5's go against terrorists. They go for head shots against their targets, this insures that a wounded or killed terrorist would not make any verbal noises that would alert the others.
Electrical intell stated that there were about 25 terrorists patrolling the area, and another 10 inside the villa. With 6 seals per Huey, they divide themselves into groups as they approach the house. First group surrounds the edge and area perimeter, taking care of any terrorist patrols. Second group takes targets near the house. The third group surrounds the house and fourth group with Fernando and Tammy inflitrate the house, rescueing Bink and Claes.
The other perimeter is cleared within 10 minutes, as the seals strike fast and hard. The inner perimeter to the house is cleared in another 10. The house is chelled with IR to find the location of those inside. Once everyone was accounted for, a two prong attack was initiated. One prong stormed in through the front door. The second prong blows out an entrance in the rear, both simultaneous attacks take those inside by surprize, making the fight as short as possible. Fernando and Tammy enter the building last, with 2 seals behind them. They reach Bink first in one room, cutting the restraints that was used on her. Tammy tries to reaquaint herslf with her little sister, but Bink does not say a word to her. Fernando goes into the other room and retreives Claes, and then reunites with Tammy and Bink. With the girls recovered in the compound, Fernando gives tht order to pull out and leave the area. The Hueys land by the building and the seal teams enter them. The last Huey signals to Fernando to enter it for the escape.
Fernando refuses, as Hondo arrives with the ambulance. Fernando takes Tammy and the girls to rear of the ambulance, and secures them. Hondo drives away, back to Milan.
Fernando makes a conference call to the admiral and captains, telling them that the girls are with him and are safe. He also tells them of his next mission, which they do not approve. After an arguement with them, Fernando hangs up the phone, and looks over to Hondo. Fernando reaches over to the center console, and claws at the top. It rips. A panel of labelled buttons and switches. Smoke, oil slick, radar jamming, caltrips, and many other functions are exposed. Hondo looks over the panel of switches.
Hondo: Nice...
Fernando: Enjoy. We're going to need them.
<to be continued: Reaquaintence and rescue.>
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Fernando  
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<Reaquaintence>
The next two hours, Fernando his way over to the rear of the ambulance where there girls were. They sit there in silence, Tammy being saddened that her sister not recognizing her, or not wanting too.
Claes: Where are we going?
Fernando: Back to Milan.
Claes: Back to the others?
Fernando: Yes and No.
Claes: Explain please.
Fernando: Do you trust me in doing the right thing?
Claes: You rescued us, You're taking us back to Milan. Are you with section 1?
Fernando: Remember in our last meeting? I made a promise and not I am here to keep that promise. But, there is a problem.
Fernando looks over to Bink.
Fernando: Dont you remember your sister, Tammy?
Bink: No. Who are you, mister?
Fernando (turning to Tammy): At least she remembers English.
Fernando takes the leather folder inside his jacket and opens it up, placing a few pictures on her and tammy upon lap. Then he takes the hearing aid from his ear, placing it on Claes' lap.
Fernando: Funny, you gave me that, but I dont even know your name or who you are.
Claes: Claes. My name is Claes.
Fernando: And my name is Fernando. Fernando G.
Claes: I know.
Fernando: From where?
Claes: You're the next mission.
Fernando: Let me tell you a little story...
Fernando reaches into his jacket, pulling out his gun, holding it barrel first, and pulls it out, giving the handle end to Claes. She takes the gun, dropping the magazine from handle. She then pulls the handle and releases the one on the chamber. Then she looks at Fernando.
Claes: The story?
Fernando: Well, there was once this boy about you age. Like you, he was a gunslinger, being told what to do, when to do it. He did not like doing it, but had too.
Claes: What happened to him?
Fernando: He grew up.
Claes: Where is he now?
Fernando: He is me.
Claes: You?
Fernando: You can not be gunslinger boy or girl forever. One day you have to grow up.
Claes: I'm not old enough to be grown up.
Fernando: Right now, you're a grain of wheat... just the grain. One day you sprout and grow and make more grains of wheat, but until the day you fall onto the ground, you're just a grain of wheat.
Claes: Are you taking me back to Section 1?
Fernando: I'm taking you back to your handler. But I offer you and your 'sisters' an oppertunity, to grow up into something that you can be and not forced to do.
Claes: Will you be my new handler?
Bink: What happened to Jose, my handler?
Claes: He was killed when you were abducted.
Bink reaches over and takes the gun and magazine from Claes, reloading the magazine into the gun and chambering a round into firing position. She draws the gun to her head, but is stopped by Fernando, who had grabbed the barrel of the gun. Slowly and with little effort, Fernando takes the gun away from Bink
Fernando: You and your sister need to be reaquainted.
Fernando then takes the magazine out of the gun and unchambers the bullet, putting it back into the magazine. He then puts them on Claes' lap.
Fernando (pointing to the empty front passenger): I will be over there.
Fernando makes his way back to the seat next to Hondo who was driving. He pretends to ignore what he hears behind him but is aware of what is going on.
Hondo: Whats next on the plan, chief?
Fernando: Rescue of the others.
Hondo: It will be after 6AM when we get back.
Fernando: I know.
Hondo: You know that you'll they will be bright eyed and bushy tailed.
Fernando: So?
Hondo: Just letting you know Chief.
Fernando: Just get us there.
In the back of the ambulance.
Bink: You're my sister?
Tammy: Yes you little furball.
Bink (looking at the pictures): Why do not I not remember you?
Tammy: You been through a lot, Bink. After they killed Mom and Step-dad, I went looking for you, with them telling me that you were in hospital after hospital and then in the care of the Social Welfare Agency. The Social Welfare Agency told me that they did not have you, then told me that this or some other orphange had you. I've been looking for you for so long...
Tammy started to cry.
Bink: Dont cry... miss.
Tammy: Its Tammy, I'm your sister, Tammy.
Fernando (turning in his seat): Bink- trust her as you would your hander.
Claes: we dont know her.
Fernando: Do you trust me?
Claes: You've shown no reason for me not too.
Fernando: Hold off on that, I am going to need your help in rescueing the others.
Claes: Rescue? The others?
Fernando: Its time to grow up, Claes- you, Bink and the others. Its time to stop being Gunslingers and to be young ladies who will grow up to be young women, like Tammy there.
Claes turns to Tammy.
Claes: What is it like to grow up?
Tammy smiles a timid smile before answering. Bink continues to stare at her.
Tammy: It was not easy, thats for sure. But everyone goes through it differently as far as I am told. Some have it easier than others.
Fernando: Its not easy for a gunslinger without an excellent handler.
Tammy: I guess you're right.
Claes: How did you managed...?
Fernando: I got by with a little help from my friends.
Tammy: He's a good friend to have.
Fernando: From Gunslinger to Rescuer, that was not easy to do.
Claes: Were there other gunslingers with you?
Fernando: Many.
Claes: What happened to them?
Fernando: They are all dead before they could grow up.
Saddness fills Claes upon hearing what he said.
Hondo: We need to stop for gas.
Fernando: Take the nearest gas station. We'll stop for food and bathroom too.
Within 5 minutes, they stop for a break of gas, food and restrooms. It takes several minutes to fill the tanks, though they could have kept going with what they had.
Fernando sits on the rear bumper step to eat a bit of breakfast and coffee. Claes walks up to him and hands him back his gun. Fernando does not take it back, continueing to eat. Claes pulls on the left flap of his jacket and inserts the gun back into the holder he has there. Then she slowly withdraws away.
Fernando: Claes, why?
Claes: Because I trust you.
<to be continued: Rescue 2>
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Charles_Roberts  
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Alex II: OK Nando is going to be 30 minntes here so Let do this surround the Hotel were the other girls are also sournd the underground Garage too making sure they won’Äôt escape also surond the Roof too also Surounde the Swerers also Making sure they won’Äôt escape using the Panama Move now
*Then US Army and CIA came surrounding the Hotel 8 Went into the Underground garage surround it too making sure no one escape also a Tank in there too then 28 US Army Souldgers came in and got the People out except the girls in the room also there handerls*
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Back in the White house
Mouse; Sir CIA and US Army Suoruidning the hotel in Malian
Presedent Mouse: Well that Italy Presedent time is up so Head to Rome and Suround the Captial also the Government bulding too
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Then 7845 US Army Came into Rome as they Surounding the City also Surounding The Presedental Bulding too were the Italy Presedent is
*Then The Italy air force try to take down the US Amry but A lot of US Air Force came and Took down Italy Airforce with Extream Force too*
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Alex II: Make sure they won’Äôt escape
*Then they got there weapons out and the place was Suround it*
AUGS News Michale mouse: La gente l'esercito Sournd degli Stati Uniti Roma Captail inoltre l'hotel in Mailan lˆÝ ˆ® la veritˆÝ che la nostra Italia Presednet ˆ® un criminale di guerra inoltre usa le ragazze per fare lˆÝ il lavoro sporco su Terriors e penso spingendo una ragazza piccola nella lotta che ˆ® cosˆ¨ errato in modo da io sono qui con in modo da il mouse di Presedent George sta comunicando con il NU e l'UE ora e hanno trovato fuori l'Italia Presedent Michale Salvianey erano quello dietro le ragazze del gunslinger lo proiettano cosˆ¨ una volta ed il suo bloccaggio di SWA le caricheranno del bambino Endagerment ed i crimini di guerra di Lavoro del bambino inoltre saranno lo aggiungono in Italia Presedent troppo inoltre l'opinione del papa che sarˆÝ la temperatura Presedent dell'Italia fino a che le elezioni e lui volontˆÝ Cleen su tutta l'Italia dal governo di rimozione di Croupeted non lo sostituiscano con il buon governo questo ˆ® mouse di Michale del Reporter che ˆ® tutto (Folks the US Army Sournd the Rome Captail also the Hotel in Mailan There is the truth that our Italy Presednet is a War Criminal also use Girls to Do there Dirty Work on Terriors and I think Pushing a Little Girl to Fight That is so Wrong so I am here with so Presedent George Mouse is talking with the UN and EU Right now and they found out the Italy Presedent Michale Salvianey was the one behind the Gunslinger Girls Project so once he and his SWA Capture they will Charge them with Child Endagerment and Child Labor also War Crimes will be add it to the Italy Presedent too also the Pope say that he will be the Temp Presedent of Italy until the Elections and he will Cleen up all of Italy by removing Croupeted Government Replace it with good Government this is Reporter Michale Mouse that is all)
*Then Alex II wating for Nando*
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DOS & Arik  
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At the SWA, the graveyard shift is almost up. Rarely does anything interesting happen during this shift but this time they receive a signal. They reacquired the signal from the tracking beacon on Claes. "Someone get the chief. We regained Claes's tracking signal. She is heading back to the city."
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[quote="Fernando"]
Fernando: I'm taking you back to your handler. But I offer you and your 'sisters' an oppertunity, to grow up into something that you can be and not forced to do.
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OOC: Claes's handler was killed by the SWA when he tried to blow the whistle. Without a handler, Claes never completed her training. Also, if given the choice, Rico, Triela and Angelica may choose to stick with the life they know.
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DOS & Arik  
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OOC: I am leaving again this evening and I will be back sometime Friday. I don't know my schedule after that.
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RangerReady23  
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"How did I ever let Fernando talk me into this? I do not send my crew out on bloodletting missions!"
*Rose follows along behind the ship's commander, trying to calm him down just a bit.*
"Easy, Charlie, easy! You remember what the CMO said about keeping your blood pressure down."
"Bones always was overprotective."
*Staring out the nearest portal, RangerReady paces the bridge, waiting for word that the gunships and support vehicles are en route back to the Enterprise. As usual, the fine details of the mission that have been supplied to him are somewhat...incomplete. Various agencies and agents have always considered RR and his command to be rather...naive, and holding to too-high standards. Not that he's bothered by their misjudgements.*
"I suppose there's nothing for it, now. ETA for Hueys' return?"
"One hour, Captain."
*RR resumes his pacing, nervously.*
"It's too long."
"Sir?"
"They're being exposed for too long! The return route concentrated too much on sleight of hand and secrecy. They should have been barrelling all out for the hangar deck."
*He sighs, and returns to the center seat.*
"How long until Fernando's next rescue commences?"
*Rose chells the information packets.*
"Not long. They're already on their way, now."
"Lets hope they can pull it off, is all I can say."
"Captain?"
*Nearby, the comm officer looks up from her console, a bit shaken.*
"I have Admiral Donnelly on the secure line, sir. Your eyes only."
"Terriffic...pipe it into my office."
"Aye, sir."
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"Admiral...you can't be serious."
"I am deadly serious, Captain. My orders are that you and your crew are not, under any circumstances, to allow Fernando G and his accomplices to succeed in their second rescue."
"May I inquire as to why?"
*Donnelly's eyes shift suspiciously.*
"That information is classified, I'm afraid."
"Is it, now? Classified by whom? Or is that classified, as well?"
"Actually, I'm afraid it is."
"And you expect me to go along with this based on your word alone?"
*The admiral rises, an angry expression on his bearded face.*
"I expect you to follow the orders of your immediate superior! Is that clear, Captain?"
*Insight begins to dawn upon RangerReady suddenly.*
"So that's it. Certain individuals plan on doublecrossing Fernando and his team."
"That is not something that you should be actively puzzling over, Captain. Consider that a friendly warning."
"Aye, sir."
"Just carry out your orders, my friend. There may be a promotion in it for you, if you do this right!"
"A promotion. Of course."
"I'll be in touch, as the day progresses. Keep me posted, Captain."
"Affirmative, Admiral."
"Donnelly out."
*As the transmission fizzles into static, RangerReady sits back at his desk, trying to make sense of the twists and turns that have risen in this mission. Closing his eyes, he reflects on his career...the honor of serving as commander of Enterprise...the excitement of being among those who followed the Rescue Rangers. And in the midst of remembrance, he makes a decision. One that he will stick with.*
"Bridge, this is the captain."
"Sir?"
"Get me Fernando on the horn. I don't care where he is, or what he's doing, or even if he's in radio silence. Get him. We've got trouble!"
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<Rescue 2>
While everyone eats, Fernando sends a quick reply to Alex II's message, and some intell back to the everyone.
Code:

I dont think it would be wise to surround the Rome with US Troops without war. I only require assistance in Milan, and then allow the UN and sanctions deal with the governments. The Italian people may find it as an offensive if they were invaded.
Alex II, I need the hotel surrounded, and certain key locations: Basement garage, stairways, and roof. I will also need snipers on the roofs, and as you stated, in the sewers as well.
I'll see you there!
-FG
 

Everyone gathered back into the ambulance, and rode the remaining 30 minutes to Milan. Soon they were within the city limits, needing to go through a chell point set up by the US Military. The closer they got to the hotel, the more chell points they went through until they got to the hotel.
Fernando: Hondo, enter the basement garage slowly.
Hondo: Will do Boss Squirrel Man.
As they enter the garage, several US Army troops follow them. They stop at the parking spot at the far end of the garage. They get out of the Ambulance and are surrounded by the troops.
Fernando: Good morning boys.
Most of the troops nod in acknowledgement.
Fernando: I'll need 4 ahead of us and 4 behind us. Everyone else support the elevator and stairways.
They make their way to the floor where the SWA and the girls were staying by elevator. They step out into the halls, where the other troops had secured themselves earlier.
Fernando: Claes, Bink. Get the other girls and bring them to the handler's room. Fernando walks right behind them.
As Claes and Bink walk to the girls' room, a member of the SWA steps into the hallway.
SWA member: Claes, Bink- Stop and return here!
Fernando (as he draws out his gun): Go get the other girls and bring them here. (To the troops) The girls are not the target, the adults are.
In the background, the sound of several automated weapons can be heard. Claes and Bink go into the girls room. The 4 troops that were in front of him were beside the doorway with their rifles drawn into the room, targetting the others inside.
 
Fernando: Tell your friends to not even try it. You will either walk away as free men or be carried away as dead men. The choice is yours.
SWA member: This is not your jurisdiction. You are interfering with the affairs of the Italian Government.
Fernando: It became my jurisdiction when your agency would not restore Bink to her sister.
One by one, the girls walk out, armed with the weapons of their choice, except for Cleas and Bink. Seeing this, Fernando waves down the armed troops and point to the handler's room.
Fernando: Not restoring Bink to her sister is where you went wrong. Later I found out that you were using little girls as weapons of murder. Again you are wrong.
SWA member: You are out of your jurisdiction.
Fernando: UN General Assembly resolution A/RES/54/263 states that it is a war crime to use children as armed soliders for combat resolution, for conflicts internalor external. You, Italians, as UN members are bond by this resolution.
The SWA member just stares Fernando, too angry to give a reply. Fernando steps to the front of the doorway, with his gun at the SWA member. He signals Tammy to stand close to him, and then Bink. They walk to him and stand at his sides.
Fernando: Now, I'm taking Bink back to her family. That rights a wrong that is to be should have corrected a long time ago. Instead, you decided to commit child kidnapping, brainwashing, condictioning and create a child assassin using her.
SWA member: You have now her, leave our country.
Tammy takes Bink's hand and they both quietly walk away. The troops escort them out the building. Hondo stays behind.
Fernando: That is not enough. For doing the same thing to the other girls, I am taking them too, and reunite them to their families.
SWA member: That is all? You Want them, we can get more.
Fernando signals to Claes. She walks over to him. He signals to her to continue to Hondo. She walks to him slowly, stopping 1/2 way and signals to the other girls. The girls run into their rooms and back out with their violin cases in tow. They slowly followed Claes to Hondo, and they were escorted down by the several of the troops.
Fernando (To the troops): Call for back up and arrest everyone over the age of 25 in this section. Gather evidence, and get your men ready to do more arrests elsewhere. CIA Operative Alex II will tell you where and when. Charge them with Child Rights violations and send them to the Enterprise.
More Troops came in from the elevator, walking into each room, arresting everyone inside. People are escorted out in plastic handcuffs behind their backs. Fernando finally leaves.
<Hours later on the Enterprise>
In a lone room, Fernando types up a long story on his laptop, as more arrests are made throughout Italy. Once he is done, he send the file out to several news and email houses, where it is circulated to all the news editors around the world. It was late in the day and he is relieved that he had finished this part of the work.
Code:

Corrupt Italian Officials Arrested in Child Prostitution, Weapons and Drug Ring
Earlier today US, UN and Italian forces raided many houses of ill-repute and drug markets, arresting many dealers in drug, weapon and child porn industries. Many arrested were government officals, high raking law enforcement officers, and military officals...
 

Fernando thinks to himself that this job is not finished. There is still managing to get these thugs into the arresting arm of the UN. And rehabilitation of the girls while searching for their familes. They are going to need a lot of support along the way.
<The End? Not Really... We still have dinner to take, a 737 to recover and a long trip home.>
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RangerReady23  
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*A knock sounds at Fernando's door, which momentarily swings open to reveal the captain of the Enterprise, an exasperated expression on his face.*
"You're a hard squirrel to track down, you know that?"
*Not waiting for pleasantries, RangerReady closes the door behind him, and turns a chair around, planting himself on it.*
"You moved quicker than I thought you could, on that rescue. It's a good thing you did, because it saved me having to plan out some way to keep your hide out of the fire. Well, any more than it already is. The long and short of it, my superiors are breathing down my neck to bring you in, and reverse the fortunes of your mission at any cost. Which I am not inclined to do, naturally, but I do have questions. Who do you know that wants this little trip to fail?"
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Jeanette Isabelle  
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OOC: A brainwashed child would not cooperate with a stranger so easily regardless of what said stranger did or friends say. In Gunslinger Girl, the girls were even more loyal to their respective handlers than to each other.
Jeanette Isabelle
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Fernando  
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Sitting down with the Captain, Fernando answers his questions.
Fernando: This is more personal than it is professional. Furthermore, UN General Assembly Resolution A/RES/54/263 states that you cant have children do your dirty work, the Agency wants this technology to create their own. That is something I will not allow.
The Captain rubs his chin as he listens to his statement.
RangerReady: Personal?
Fernando: It goes back to a mission I was in back in the 1980s, where the Agency had a run-away military special ops agent. That agent killed many during his regien. One of those was my wife, and since the agency was not going to do anything about it- I did.
RangerReady: I see. But I still have my orders.
Fernando: I understand. But, in my statement- I am a retired agent who will do what is right because it is the right thing to do. Not because its convient to follow orders. I know you have a reputation to maintain and a carreer to uphold, but the choice is yours- You can throw me in the brig, or...
RangerReady: Or?
Fernando: Ever read Milton?
RangerReady: If you are referring to "I would rather rule in hell than to serve under heaven", then yes. I have.
Fernando: Give me an escort back to Rome. I will deal with it from there.
RangerReady: Where would you go?
Fernando: The Vatican.
RangerReady: Thats not the point.
Fernando: I know, you have your orders. But Sir, if you will excuse me saying so. There are alot of good men out there who went in with me, despite orders to the contrary. Good men who did the right thing. So... give me a name, and I will deal with it from there. Besides, if you send the girls back, where would they go? The agency is shut down. The officers running it are in your brig and the UN alerted to their crimes. In the words of an admiral who said this to my friend, "I dont know whether to give you a medal or to arrest you." So it stands, and the choice is yours to make. But Captain, you send the girls back- you send Bink back too. I will deal with what ever consequences that thrown at me.
RangerReady: Brave words. Mind if I use them in a speech?
Fernando: If you like.
RangerReady: I'll give you my decision within 24 hours. Until then, enjoy your freedom, courtsey of Admiral Donnelly.
Fernando: I see.
RangerReady gets up and walks away, pausing at door.
RangerReady: By the way, Fernando.
Fernando: Yes Sir?
RangerReady: This is not the Hotel Hilton. Everyone here has a job. Your job is to take care of those girls and keep them out of my hair!
Fernando: Yes Sir. I will take care of it in a moment.
RangerReady: See to is that you do.
Captain RangerReady walks out of the room. Fernando takes to his laptop and starts typing on it.
Fernando (to himself): Hmmm... Admiral Donnelly is it? Well... We'll see about that.
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Jeanette Isabelle  
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Triela, Rico and Angelica cooperated and watched as their handlers were taken away in hand cuffs by the U.S. troops. They were simply waiting for the right moment of their opportunity. The deception of these highly condition assassins paid off. They opened fire on their "rescuers," retreating to the SUV where Jean, Hilshire and Marco are detained. Those surrounding the SUV had no choice, they had to protect them selves. As the girls were charging the SUV, Angelica receives several shots in the abdomen. Triela takes out the driver as Rico calls out, "Angelica's been hit." Triela takes the wheel as Rico helps Angelica in the SUV. The three girls were back with their handlers. Triela drives off as Rico breaks off the handcuffs before attending to Angelica's wounds. The SUV is followed. Hilshire takes over the wheel as Triela and Rico get into position to fire back if need be. These brainwashed kids would die to protect their handlers. Marco then attends to Angelica's wounds, "You were great back there. I am so proud of you." Angelica smiles back at Marco through the pain.
"Just hold on, Angelica." Rico encourages her.
Jeanette Isabelle
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Severe Weather Eddie  
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Captain Eddie Dixon, commanding officer of the battleship USS Texas, was breathing much easier. The raid had gone as planned and all the operatives were back aboard Enterprise, which was now steaming within sight of Texas. And with the arrest of many of the corrupt government officials, it looked like Italy was moving away from the brink of war. Thanks to the intervention of Fernando and his team and select elements of the US Marines, though tensions were still high, it appeared that the crisis had passed. Much of the anxiety on the ships had lifted since it seemed that they wouldn't be going to war after all.
At least, not yet. There was always still a small chance that violence would flare up. And there could still be elements of various agencies left in Italy: after all, some of the higher-ups in the SWA, with all the resources at their disposal, could make it very difficult for themselves to be found. And they might not like having their power taken away.
But for now, all was well as the battle group continued steaming off the coast of Geona. Now that the crisis point had passed, it was unlikely that anything significant would happen with such a powerful presence in the area. But one never knew...
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RangerReady23  
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*Within the hour, a knock comes at Fernando's door once again, and the captain steps in, a grin on his face.*
"You realize, of course, that I would've answered you on the spot, but I had to make it look good, in case I was being watched. Incidentally...my communications officer dug up something which might interest you. It sure interested me."
*Watching the squirrel's eyes widen as they traverse the folder he's been given, RR nods in appreciation.*
"Lieutenant Nyota can be quite the little hacker, when she wants to be."
"Is this certain? It's not a plant?"
"I chelled with certain...sources that I have. I've got a cousin located pretty high-up in the JAG office. It makes it a bit easier when I need to get my hands on certain...items."
"Like this report."
"You don't know the half of it. "Project Warriormaid", as the Navy brass termed it. It was instituted about ten years ago, as a partnership with various other covert ops agencies around the world. It's known to very few...and understood by fewer. Your SWA has been hand in hand with some very powerful people, Fernando...look at the signature on the authorization papers."
*Fernando looks down, and tosses the papers across the cabin's small table in disgust.*
"You have got to be kidding me."
"I wish I was. The joint partnership was chartered, on this end...by then Commodore Ignatius Donnelly."
*RR sighs, resting his hands behind his head.*
"Which means we've got more trouble than either of us bargained for."
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