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The bat read the note, and then pulled a piece of paper out of nowhere - "The tripods are back at the Cafe; I wasn't sure I could get them through customs."
Ten minutes, on a low-bandwidth line - it took the AI three minutes to locate the black van in satellite imagery, seven to confirm that it stopped nearby at regular intervals. And fifteen minutes to locate its numberplate in the camera from a shop ten miles away... and ten seconds after that, it had the name, home address, and current location (via his cellphone) of the owner.
He appeared to be in or near the safehouse at the time... probably because Midnight had just bought him in for questioning.
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as Fernando requested Hondo set out after the food. Hondo drove his truck with Rose sittin' beside him and Alex II beside her. it was not too far to the store, but Hondo's mind was even turnin' and this time was no different. he thought 'bout the gal beside him who often had been referred to as a Gadget look a like, but if you knew her and her looks you would know there was a big difference. they were the same hight, but gadget was built with a larger frame and was really strong from heavy mechanic works, while Rose was of a smaller, thinner build, while still strong, but not as much as Gadget, which made her depend on others a little more. Gadget had an orange tinted yellow hair, that was straight, Rose had red/gold curly hair that shone like the sun and bounced with a light/softness that was ever so nice. Gadget had blue eyes that burnt with a fire of a single goal and a hint of a twinkle of naiveness, while Rosie's were a sea green that shone with a determined/carin'
light and sparkled with a pureness far greater than a pure diamond.
Gadget was mostly self reliant, and really didn't need others except for emotional issues and company. Rose was more of an involved with everyone and needed to be needed. They were both sweet, but he saw so much more in Rose than he ever saw in Gadget. he wondered to himself, * is there really a guy good enough for her?* He steeled his resolve to help her and protect her until the right one did come along.
They arrived at the store long before he had finished thinkin' on this issue. he had decided on his resolve by the time they got back out to the truck. Hondo drove back and they got back to the safe house in less than 40 min. from leavin' it and with no issues. when they got back, Fernando was waitin' for them and with somethin' on his mind.
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Alex II Came back with SOme Pizza, Food, Drinks and Chips also Furt too like Bananas and Apples
Alex II: OH Hay Nando
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Triple X saw Onxy Cars turn off on 35A to SS28 were Nando is
Triple X: Alex II You got Onxy cars heading your way in 50 Minnents
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Alex II: Right *To Nando* "We got to Eat Fast They on there way 50 Minnents
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Fernando: Leave them to me, Charles.
Fernando goes back to the basement and goes into the ammunitions section, finding a rare find. Spent Uranium .45 caliber hyper ballistic rounds. He quickly finds 4 empty .45 magazines and the rapidly fills them. He then looks over the hand guns and finds 2 1911-Goverment Automatic .45s, where he puts the magazines into. He fills his own gun with regular Federation Hollow Point rounds and holsters his weapon. He pockets the other two in his pants pocket. Looking around, he finds a couple of older flack jackets and bullet proof vests. He puts one of them on, adding to his own.
Going through the basement, he finds an old .50 belt fed aircraft machine modified for Personal Usage (as done in WW2, Korea, and Viet Nam). He puts in a 500 round belt to it and puts it over his shoulder before heading upstairs.
Fernando steps up to the living room and puts the .50 cal on the floor.
Fernando: Hondo, want to dance?
Hondo (as he looks at the belt fed .50 cal): What you mean by that?
Fernando: I need backup. You can have this little toy if we live through it.
Hondo (jumping over a chair to a closer view): Oh Yeah!
Fernando: CCC, Arm the house. I would advise everyone to go hide in the basement until we return. Bink, Guard the door. Hondo, you take the roof.
Hondo: Where will you be?
Fernando (handing Hondo the flack jacket and bullet proof vest): I'll be in the drive way. By the way- put those on.
Hondo puts on the added layers of protection.
Fernando: Lets roll.
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Fernando waits outside, hiding behind a tree right to the driveway entrance (its right, Fernando's left). A few minutes, nothing. But when things seemed to have been winding down, a Black van quietly pulls up to the driveway. Fernando draws both 1911's and aims at each end- front and back, releasing 4 rounds from each gun at it. Both the gas tank and oil pan goes up, throwing the van back into the street in a huge explosion. A Black Chevy Suburban pulls up to the far side of the street from the house, where several Onyx Agents step out to surround the place, only to be cut down by Hondo's Gun Work. A third Suburban drives by the first, momentarily pauses and then drives away with several of the wounded Onyx Agents missing. Only the dead and a burning van remains.
SWA Section Two Pizza van arrives a couple of minutes later, driving around the burning wreck. Fernando yells at Hondo to let it go by, as it parks itself behind the house. Marco and Hillshire step out of the van with Angelica and Triela. Three others, including Ferro, inside. The girls take their guns and position themselves in the open.
Marco: Looks like the party has started without us.
Hillshire: We'll need a clean up crew for this.
Fernando: Well, you guys know the number. Make the call. Now lets go inside.
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They gather inside the living room, the younger girls taking a corner to themselves to exchange notes. The adults on the seats in front of the 72" plasma Screen TV.
Hondo: How in Damnation you blew up that van?
Fernando drops the magazine and tosses it at Hondo.
Fernando: Look at the yellow bullets- they are Spent Uranium rounds. Upon impact with metal, they liquidify to 2000 degrees, and melt through anything. I just aimed for the gas tank and the oil pan.
Hondo can only stare at the yellowish bullets.
Fernando: They will tear up a barrel, which is why I did not put it into my gun, but used it on these spares.
Hondo: I see.
Marco: So what’s in store for Tammy?
Fernando: You know how you send your girls for their first kills? Well, its going to be applied to Tammy in a few hours. Right now, how about some dinner?
Fernando goes to the kitchen and look over the supplies, sorting things out. Tammy walks into the kitchen, and starts helping him. Bink joins them. Dinner is being created: Pasta, Fillet Minion with mushrooms and onions, small salad, and wine.
The cleaning crew cleans up the mess in Aisle 6.
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while the clean up crew worked and Fernando and Tammy got food ready, Hondo moved his truck inside the garage and got to cuttin' and weldin' a turnin' cradle for that .50 cal on his truck. He had not started long, when he noticed Rose standin' near by and watchin'. Hondo smiled and nodded for her to come closer. she Came closer to him. they talked and worked untill super was done, then after they finished. it only took 1 and 1/2 hours to complete.
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Dinner is completed and served, as all gathered around the table. The girls helped Bink set the table, as Tammy served each plate with pasta and the Fillet Minon on top with the sauteed mushrooms and onions on top (a special set was made for those with mushroom allergies). Fernando remained in the kitchen as he put out pots and pans of prepared foods on the island that separates the kitchen from the dining area. All others sat down to their meals.
Fernando, though usually does not give or demand grace, asks Alex II to give thanks, which he does. Fernando adds, "Today at this meal, we shall eat like kings and queens for tonight we may die like warring sewer gang rats..."
Rose: Was that really neccessary?
Fernando: I do and say as I must. For this mission to be successful, Tammy has to return as unharmed as possible. Even with us as back up, the sheer numbers alone makes it looks like its not in her favor. But I'm not one for numbers...
Rose: Some people I know are Rats, and they are the nicest people I know.
Fernando: So was the Shah of Iran. But you know, Its not Rats themselves who are in statement, but that tiny population that commits crimes for their self promotion. Thos who believe that They belong on top and everyone else is just in their way, and anyone who does not move out of their way, will be moved by their actions.
Rose: The same can be said about Squirrels.
Fernando: So it can.
Marco: So, you intend to send Tammy into a 'first mission'? You know we tried before and she failed. The girl is afraid of guns and even more afraid of using them.
Fernando: She failed because she does not want to hurt anyone. She believes in a justice system where if you bring them alive that the courts will send them to prison. She does not understand that the system is corrupt. She did not know what it is like to be a victim, to have her life threatened. Now she does, and in that, where you say she had failed, will fail no more.
Marco: You are putting too much faith in the girl.
Fernando: I may be, but she is a woman, and not a girl. And you're beginning to sound like Jean.
Marco: I'm only stating what he would say, for somebody has to do his job in his absence.
Fernando: Hillshire, what’s your take on this?
Hillshire: I think she is too young to be in the field, in the business that we do.
Fernando: Explained the girls then.
Hillshire: They were built and conditioned to do the job that they do. Tammy was neither built nor conditioned.
Fernando: I used to be married to a girl who was much like Tammy. But she learned how to arm and defend herself, and defend herself she did.
Hillshire: What happened to your wife, she left you?
Fernando: She was killed, even though she tried to defend herself, that who killed her was more powerful than most of us. Tell me Hillshire, how could you cope with having a cyborg go rogue in your compound?
Hillshire: Said rogue cyborg would be outnumbered 10 to 1...
Fernando (interrupting him): What if said cyborg killed the other cyborgs 1 at a time, and then went after the staff? It seems to me that with the right amount of intelligence and planning on her part- you guys would be... well... put between a rock and hard place.
Hillshire: Why bring this up?
Fernando: I was the one who brought down my wife's killer. Simply put, somethings are when you plan for them. They are not you least expect them. He planned out his schemes and crimes, he did not expect me to be knocking at his door around midnight, wanting to kill him for what he did. Your organization operates in the same way, as does your opponents. Tammy's attack- was not planned, but they managed to get nonetheless. How do you think she feels?
Tammy: Enough!... Please... Stop talking about me even though I here to listen to it.
Fernando: Its for your own good. Many doubt your abilities.
Tammy: And what if I fail like the other times?
Fernando: Unlike the other times, this time, you will be killed. Before it was just street thugs and young punks. Now its organized members of a syndicated crime group.
Tammy: Why are you so willing to send me out to be slaughtered, if I fail?
Fernando: Everyone in this room has been put through this before, and pass or failed, they are still here. You can not be different.
Tammy: All I can do is try.
Fernando: Are you having second doubts?
Tammy: Second doubts, third doubts... many doubts- yes! I scared! Cant you see that?
Fernando: I can see that- I'm not 'totally blind.' But Tammy, Its OK to be scared. It is not OK to let the fear overwhelm you to do nothing. It is not OK to allow yourself to hide when your life or the life of others depend on it. You have to take that negative thoughts and feeling and turn it into some action that will allow you to get through the mission.
Tammy: And how do you propose I do that?
Fernando: For me- I take those feelings of fear and wants of hiding and turn it into anger, and let the anger lash out into action. Then when its over, I'll cry about it when I am alone. You have to do the same.
Fernando takes the wine bottle and refills his glass.
Maybe it is too much to ask for Tammy to act in this manner. To fight back and if needed, take a life to save her own. But it is something she has to do. Only time will tell if she does it.
Fernando: Anybody for seconds?
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Fernando: Everyone in this room has been put through this before, and pass or failed, they are still here. You can not be different.
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"I haven't." says the AI, quietly. It hasn't touched its food.
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"Neither have I," Midnight remarks, "unless you count that air chase against Gio Pinin and his Mustang turned flying bomb, or Onyx's two attempts at blowing me up a couple of days ago."
"And what about the Onyx spies today?" Marco asks.
"That doesn't count either. I attacked them, and those I attacked are all still alive, just asleep."
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"The system isn't always corrupt. Sometimes it just needs to be reminded of it's job. That's what the Constitution's for."
*The unexpected voice drifts out of the darkness, just before RangerReady steps into the room, his eyes shadowed by the brim of the old fedora he's broken out of storage for the occasion. Ignoring the myriad number of guns at the meal, he throws a sheet of paper onto the table, bearing the insignia of the USN.*
"I'm afraid we have a bigger problem, at the moment."
*Rose picks up the note, glancing at it.*
"What's this?"
"A nightmare. Read it."
"Two guards assaulted at Johns Hopkins University...massive property damage in the experimental wing. Path of destruction ends at the nearby local airport. All forces alert. The sleeper has awakened."
*RR nods his head, looking rather grim even for the current surroundings.*
"You'd better have a lot of those special bullets you're fond of, Fernando...you're going to need them!"
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OOC: From everything I'm reading, Tammy just cannot handle this job. Tammy cannot be a handler even if her life depended on it which I am afraid will be the case. Some characters can handle it, some cannot. Fernando, is it your intent for Tammy to remain Bink's handler no matter what?
I have not done much with Anne for the time being because I don't know what you are planning and I'm afraid whatever I do will mess with your plans.
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Fernando: Sit down and enjoy a plate, RR.
Captain RR: Well, it has been a long ride.
He looks the others and what they are eating. Tammy sets a plate in front of him as Bink piles on a bit of the pasta. Then fillet minion goes on top.
Fernando: I figured as much. Though promising as America sounds, there are too many places where mistakes are made, and mistakes are made.
Captain RR: You sound like you know it all.
Fernando: A high price was paid in the last mission, a price we are still all paying to this day. So, if things are not dealt with on a permanent basis, they will forever be repeated.
Captain RR: Things do not last forever.
Fernando: Would you like to be part of a History Channel Special 20 years from now- How the Enterprise, her crew and captain, along with the Rescue Rangers and help with the Italian Government- COULD NOT STOP a Secret Project That Went Rogue? Not once, But TWICE? How The CIA and UN were involved, and several killed in the missions that were doomed to failure? Some would say there was a conspiracy to make the missions fail, and those killed- were targeted for elimination. Seriously Captain, how will history judge you and those under your command?
Captain RR: How will history judge you?
Fernando: All I know that there is a black star on a marble wall in a building that many say does not exists in my honour. It wont have my name, but it has the date of the last mission and the explosion of the 737. Any geek with a cheap processor and internet connection can assemble the rest. But we are not here about history's honour, are we?
Captain RR: I just dropped by to bring on some bad tidings and see what can be done about it.
Fernando: The admiral was and always will be, your problem. My problem is trying to keep Tammy alive in her next and current mission.
Captain RR: So, Is that it?
Fernando: Enjoy the meal... Dessert will be done once I get the custards to set.
Captain RR: Rose, we need to talk.
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There is someone at the door. Bink goes her SIG P239 before she sees who it is.
"Who is it?" Fernando asks.
"It's the volunteer from the hospital." Bink turns around and looks at Fernando. "She's not in her uniform."
"What does she want?" Fernando thinks the red head mouse can be an annoyance sometimes; he believes she wishes them no harm.
Bink cracks the door open just wide enough to talk.
"Sorry for interrupting dinner like this, Bink," Anne begins with a pleasant voice then changes to a more serious tone, "I need to speak with your sister."
Bink does not budge at first.
"It's all right," Fernando tells Bink, "let's hear what Anne has to say."
Bink lets the door open for Anne, who cuts to the chase. "Tammy. Say you and Bink are on a mission and Bink goes down. What would you do?"
"What?" Tammy asked. "First Fernando, now you."
"How bout it?" Anne asked. "Would you say '[Bleep] this mission' or would you see it through?"
Tammy does not answer though it is an easy guess as to what she would do.
"Do you even want to be on a mission or even a handler for that matter?" Anne does not wait for an answer. "Tammy, some people are cut out for this line of work. Some are not. You are not cut out for this no matter how much the SWA, Fernando and even your sister try to train you." Anne gets stern. "You are putting your sister's life in danger."
"Anne, where are you going with this" Fernando asked.
"Bink needs a handler who can protect her." Anne answered. "I can protect Bink. Tammy can't."
"You are a bomb maker for hire who hates the SWA. Why are you asking to take Tammy's place?"
"Fernando. You should know why I dislike the SWA. I can protect a cyborg and still hate the SWA for what they've done."
Fernando sees the seriousness in Anne's eyes; he also has a lot of serious reservations. Her ability to do what she says is not one of them. "To be Bink's handler, Tammy must die. That I wont allow." Fernando then sees something in Anne he did not expect: a sense relief from his reassuring words.
Anne looks at Fernando. "In that case, I hope Bink will never need a third handler. I will see my self out."
After Anne left, Hondo asked. "What was that about?"
"It would seem Anne places a greater value on Bink's life than her own." Fernando answered.
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"Fernando?" Tammy asked.
Fernando turns around and looks at Tammy. "Yes, Tammy? What is it?"
Tammy hesitates. "Was she serious?"
"Was she serious about what?"
"Was she serious about willing to be Bink's handler?"
"I think so. Why?"
"I don't know that girl and she was willing to take my place to protect Bink because I was too scared to do it my self." Tammy looks up at Fernando. "If I can't even protect my own sister. . . ." :t-sad:
"You will."
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"Rosie, we need to talk...but in a minute."
*Reaching behind his belt, RangerReady pulls out a battered, nickel-plated old Peacemaker, well worn but well oiled. Laying it on the table, he taps the grips lightly.*
"I've had that pistol for years. I've used it to take a lotta chunks out of a lotta bad guys...but it's never found a mortal mark. Why? Because I don't work that way. As a kid, I practiced with it for two hours, every day...the barrel's been replaced once from all that target practice, and the grips've been fixed twice. Why'd I do it? So I could use it in a pinch, without a casualty."
*Reholstering his weapon, the captain buts one boot up onto his chair, leaning on it.*
"That's the way I work. If that makes me weaker than you covert types to your mind, Fernando...so be it. But I'd reckon I sleep a lot easier at night than you do."
*RR reaches for his hat, slipping a satellite cellphone into Rose's pocket as he does. With a nod, he heads for the door.*
"How will history judge me? I don't particularly care. Are we here about history's honor? You're right, we're not. What we are here about is honor itself. Now then, the schematics on Donnelly's experimental cybernetics should be waiting for me on the ship, because I sent for them about an hour before I left. I'm going out there, and figure out how we can take him down for good, without causing any harm to any bystanders. Call me if you need me. And Fernando?"
*Turning, RangerReady's eyes glitter with a wintry look, in the low light.*
"You can take shots at me all day long, and all night. But don't ever insult the integrity of the crew under me, again."
*Slamming the door behind him with force enough to rattle the surround glass, RR heads back to his transportation, vanishing into the darkness. Dawn and Donnelly await.*
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OOC: Wow...I got a chance to rant! Had to think about it for a while...I'm a little rusty.
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'For a Secret Safe House, this place is more popular than the Waldorf Astoria...', Fernando though to himself. 'And if everyone is so mortified by killing then so be it. 2 attempts have been made against Tammy's life that I know off, and there will be more because she such an easy and willing target. It has to stop somewhere. As for insulting the crew under RR's charge, insults are to be taken like complements, because that is how people sees you, if you dont like what is being said, then you can go do whatever you like but that does not change people's minds about you. I just say what I see.'
Fernando tosses his plate and glass into the sink, taking off the apron and hangs it on a nearby closet door knob.
Fernando: I'll be on the roof if anyone wants me.
Everyone looks at him as he leaves, following his footsteps out the area and up the stairs.
'I wonder how many people RR has killed through those under his command by aerial bombardment, aerial fighter support and patrols, and missile launchings through the rest of the fleet? No captain of any ship or fleet can claim to have clean hands or use the excuse that "I was just following orders..." No one... even though he has never fired a killing shot through his own personal arms, he has through his commands and actions of his crew.', Fernando continues to think.
Fernando steps out onto the roof to its fenced in edge before the slope and looks out at the night starry sky.
'Orion looks bright tonight...', Fernando thinks.
Tammy steps out onto the roof.
Tammy: Fernando?
Fernando: I thought I said I wanted to be left alone.
Tammy: No... you said, if anybody needed you, you would be on the roof.
Fernando: It was an expression, stating where I would be but would want to be alone... nevermind. What is on your mind?
Tammy: I'm confused.
Fernando: And?
Tammy: I dont know what to do.
Fernando: So?
Tammy: And you know that I am scared.
Fernando: What are you getting at?
Tammy: What are my options and choices?
Fernando: In?
Tammy: Dont... Do This... please. Not to me.
Fernando: What? Give you a hard time? I'm giving you a hard time so that you can make those decisions for yourself. I am not going to put a dog collar on you and lead you about to your predefined tasks. You have your life to lead, I have mine. You want to be part of Bink's life, you are going to need to do certain things as her parent and guardian that you may not have normally done otherwise.
Tammy: I dont want to hurt anybody...
Fernando: They seem to want to hurt you. Furthermore, they almost succeed in killing you and Bink just a couple of weeks ago. Dont you think that if people are going to be after you to do harm against you, that you should at least fight back?
Tammy: But that is not how the Rescue Rangers work.
Fernando: The Rescue Rangers win by luck. If it were not by sheer luck, they would have been dead a long time ago in their first mission. You can not tell me that they had skills and abilities. Come off it Tammy... Outside of luck, all they have is attitude and garbage tech. Its the rest of us that supplement their technological and knowledge base. Without us, they would still be a bunch of nosey rodents living in a tree in some park.
Tammy: That is not...
She pauses.
Fernando: Not what? Nice to say? I can say many things, much of it not nice, but most of it being the truth. Or would you prefer for me to lie to you and tell you nice things? The world is not nice, Tammy. Be glad you're in Italy or the United States, because no matter how hard things seems to be out there, its worse everywhere else. At least you and your sister are not being put on TV to gather sympathy so that people can donate their monies to a Christian Organization, where the children will never see a penny of the donated funds! Do you want to exploited?
Tammy: I feel like I already am!
Fernando tosses his Porsche keys at her.
Fernando: The choice is still yours. Leave and go home to the Cafe, and you will be dead before the week is over, and Bink will be in some laboratory being dissected into little pieces to see how she ticks and her parts tried on others. Or you can stay here with people are willing to protect you, but at the same time, you will have to work for them. People who do care about you, despite some of the negative thoughts they may have about you because you wont harm another, but at least they respect you.
Tammy: What about these others- Padania, the 5 Republics and now Onyx?
Fernando: They are terrorists factions, and they respect no one, not even themselves. But because they see you in their way, they are willing to destroy you to get you out of their way. And my dear- they have already tried- twice, almost succeeding in the second time. If you allow them, I will be going to your funeral after the third time...
Tammy: What about you?
Fernando: Me? Dont my action speak for themselves?
Tammy: Your actions speak of an overbearing buffoon with his own manipulative agenda, who is willing to tie me up with puppet strings and put my up on stage for the world to see the show he is about to throw. You do not care about me or Bink...*
Fernando just slaps her hard, she immediately silences herself from the shock of it.
Fernando: I did not give up the life I had because I do not care. I do not put on a show for the world to see, nor do I go about manipulating others into actions that I would not otherwise take for myself. If you do not like what I am doing for you and everyone else, you can simply walk away and leave me alone. Remember- in the last mission to get you and Bink back together- Chip, Dale, Gadget, Monty and Zipper sat around getting fat on Pasta like stupid tourists while the rest of us risked life and limb for you. Dont you ever tell me that I do not care, because I do more than most.
"That must be the coldest Damn thing I have ever heard...", a voice said as footsteps walked out from the door.
Fernando: You too Hondo?
Hondo: I was saying what I heard. That was the coldest Damn thing I have ever heard, but it is the truth.
Tammy: That is not true!
Hondo: Lets see... Chip and Dale argued all the time, Gadget was constantly being kicked out of the Enterprise's hanger bay and her tools being constantly confiscated, Monty hid out in the galley behind a couple of crates of cheese, and Zipper was in the galley's garbage pile. They did not do much of anything.
Tammy: Fernando did not allowed them to do much of anything!
Hondo: Fernando took them out of a situation to keep them safe when real bullets started to fly. If Fernando did not do that- they would have been killed. As much as they spend time gabbing about, terrorists dont like gabby prisoners. They do prefer quiet or dead prisoners, so Fernando did them a favor by taking them out. But they could have been useful on the Enterprise- instead they only got in the way. They are not cut out for this type of action, not at all.
Fernando: They can play their Double-O Dale fantasies all they want, this thing you and I do is the real thing. Its not fancy suits, nice gadgets, parties and dating the girl all to get secret plans from the enemy. Far from it. What we do is the real deal action drama of the game. There is a lot of intell gathering, thinking, and taking appropriate actions. We fight back when we are threatened with harm, and use equal force as used upon us. If they try to kill us, we have to kill them because that is the level they are playing on and they wont stop until one of us is dead. I prefer to be the one left standing when all is said and done. But if you think I like killing- you are so wrong. I dont like it, but I do when I have too, when a threat is put on my life and on the lives of those I care about. Dont you think that little attack before dinner was just a friendly neighbor knocking on the door to give us some pie. It was a show of force determined to eliminate us. Instead, with Hondo's help, and a bit of technology, I, We... stopped the attack from happening. If you dont believe me, go down and talk with the clean up crew and see what they had found... And when you do, consider this to be the third attempt against you, even though it was an attempt against us all.
Tammy remains silent for a moment. She wipes away a tear that she has been holding back for so long. Bink, Rose and the other girls walk out onto the roof.
Bink: Tammy?
Tammy: Yes, Bink?
Bink: What ever you decide, I will go with you.
Tammy (wiping away another tear): I think we have a couple of missions to do first before we can go anywhere. (She tosses back Fernando's Porsche Keys to him.)
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