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GsB IV: Enemies of Space, Murderers of Time. (Read 30508 times)
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Re: GsB IV: Enemies of Space, Murderers of Time.
Reply #180 - Oct 1st, 2020, 8:26pm
 
Charles came back to the hide out as he park his car next to Fernando Car. Then he saw Fernando standing next to his car. As he got out and grab the Laptop and looking at him as he see he was going somewhere. Then see something have happen.  
 
Charles: Let me gust Tammy got angry at you. You going to shopping with Gadget to clam your nerves.  
 
Fernando: How you know that.  
 
Charles: I had NSA training and they taught me how to read face moment. So I was able to read your face.  
 
Then Fernando looking at the laptop.  
 
Fernando: What with the Laptop.  
 
Charles: Oh *Blushing* I just saw a Old Flame and she give me this.  
 
Fernando: What you mean Clarice?  
 
Charles: Yea and she is working for Fat Cat at his Casino in Japan. Also I Talk to Fat Cat about Chip.  
 
Fernando: So what he did tell you. Like I give you in the paper about Chip?
 
Charles: He told me a lot of things what went wrong with Chip. Seams that he was way Jellious of you.
 
Fernando: I Know. He always Jellious and that got him were he at.  
 
Charles: I know. Sherlock Homes Turn his back on him since what he did. So Since he turning his back on us. We doing the same to him. He can Rott in Jail all I care. But. If you want to Talk to Fat Cat. He still in Japan for 10 Days. Since he is leveeing on the 11 Day to Mexico for his New Casino.  
 
Fernando: Fat Cat building Casino now? I thought he still doing crime?  
 
Charles: I thought so. But he told me that he quit doing crime and now becoming the richest cat in the world.  
 
Fernando: You know Fat Cat. He is a two way street. But Never change.
 
Charles: I Know. But we have to see. Well I am going to check more Files on Chip and his past see were this going. See you later.  
 
Fernando: One more thing. Tomorrow we going to the Emperor Palace for the night. So be ready tomorrow..  
 
Charles: I will.  
 
Then he enters into the hide out to his room.
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Reply #181 - Oct 5th, 2020, 11:02pm
 
Fernando takes his cellphone and calls Hondo. Hondo answers it on the fourth ring.
 
“Something wrong, Jefe?” Hondo asks.
 
“Come down to my Mustang. And don’t worry about Gadget if she shows up.” Fernando tells him.
 
“On my way.” Hondo says before ending the call. He turns to face Val, “I’ll be right outside with Jefe. It will only take a minute.”
 
“Alright dear. I’ll be in and out setting up the grill.” Val says in return.
 
They give each other a kiss and go on their way. Hondo makes his way outside and downstairs.
 
“I’m here, Jefe.” Hondo calls to him.
 
Fernando signals him to go to the gate at the sideway of the property.
 
“What’s the matter?” Hondo asks with concern.
 
Fernando looks around before turning to Hondo, “Search your room for bugs. Charles came in and said too many things that only someone listening in would know. Do not say anything, but if you find you something, disconnect it, let me know and I’ll get on the NSA’s ass about spying on a CIA Operative doing a mission he and his team was invited to do, not forced to do. If they continue on the spying us, they can pack up and go home.”
 
Hondo supports his forearm in his hand as he strokes his chin and then nods. “Gotcha...”
 
“We’ll bug spray the house tomorrow when everyone leaves. During the dinner, I’ll put up a force field to keep anyone out the house while we are at the emperor’s palace.” Fernando explains.
 
Hondo nods.
 
“Fernando?” They can hear Gadget calling for him.
 
“Over here, Gadget.” Fernando calls to her.
 
She turns around and sees Fernando and Hondo there. Both of them put their index finger to their lips and Fernando signals her to get to where they are quietly.
 
Hondo turns to Fernando, “It will be done. See you later.”
 
“Thank you. There’s Stewed Beef on the stove with white rice is you are interested. I’ll be getting some salad bits to add to the meal.” Fernando tells him.
 
“I’ll go check it out.” Hondo says.
 
Fernando turns to Gadget, “Let’s go get that salad.”
 
“OK... Fernando...” Gadget trots after him as he walks away. They make it around the corner when Gadget takes to Fernando’s arm. He asks, “Gadget?”
 
“No... I mean... I don’t know what I mean.” She says.
 
“You just relax.” Fernando tells her.
 
“We all heard what you told Tammy, that you would either cure her or kill her.” Gadget throws at him.
 
“It’s an option she has to take – either the pills and go through what you went through or fight it and I bury another wife. I would prefer that she takes the cure and get a forced cleaning out of her system.” Fernando tells her.
 
“I hope she takes the cure.” Gadget says, mostly to herself.
 
“Well, I’m not her. And the way she is, it is going to be a fight.” He explains.
 
“Well... I’m here for you no matter what happens.” She says to him.
 
“I’ll be there for you too, when you need me.” He replies.
 
Gadget gets closer to him as they continue their walk and eventually leans against him after many steps in silence. Eventually she says, “Thanks.”
 
“Don’t mention it.” He says to her.
 
But that got Gadget’s brain going. “But I need you and I don’t mention it, you would not know...”  
 
“Relax Gadget. I would know.” He tells her.
 
“I would know, like you knew that in order to protect me from those fake Geishas by establishing me as yours and giving me a blow job in front of them. I did not had to say a thing, you did it on your own. Like that I would know if and when you need me.” He explains to her.
 
“Anytime you need me to give you a blowjob or more, I’ll be more than happy to give it.” She says to him.
 
“Just do like you did before. OK?” He says and asks.
 
“Then maybe I should give you a blowjob now? You seem to be all stressed out.” She returns.
 
“It’s OK. It won’t be needed for now, but someday it might be.” He tells her. He pauses for a moment, “Thanks.”
 
“Look, you did more for me that no one could possibly ever do. Now I have to go back in my life and apologize for all those things I had done to people.” She says, going down to a low tone.
 
“You only have to apologize to a few people, not everyone. Chip needs to do that. You cannot be faulted for doing things that you did under his control. I figure that you and Hondo have a lot to work on. Do not let that scare you. And understand that he is married to Val so what you had with him in terms of a relationship is dead, but what you have with him to rebuild a friendship is not dead. But do not rush it, do not push it, let it form on its own. A lot of trust needs to be rebuilt, so take your time with it.” He explains to her.
 
Gadget cannot say a word as she knows there is a lot to do. She does not know where to begin. But maybe hopefully in her mind, Fernando is right.
 
Fernando continues, “Look. I’m not going to be telling anyone what to do, just why they should do it. Anybody thinking that they can do what they want and to the hell with the team can just get up and leave because I do not want them to be a detriment to the team.”
 
“I would not be a detriment to the team!” Gadget lets out.
 
“You need to relax. We got 9 blocks to get to the 7-11 and 9 blocks to go back.” Fernando tells her, “This is a quiet neighborhood and no one knows we are here.”  
 
Gadget sighs, though their talk has taken them through 6 blocks already.
 
“The future is unknown, even as a Time Traveler because the future is always changing. To some the future is their present, to others the future is their past, to us, we are in the middle, and because of the last stated two, the future us always changing. Hell, to some our past is their future. So, with Time being so uncertain, we do not know how things are going to end up. You should know with your time travel stints and the mission that started this all.” Fernando explains.
 
Gadget does not say before they reach the 7-11 store. She stops from entering the place.
 
“I’m a different person now than I was then. The chip is gone from my head, the abuse is gone, the drugs left over in my system are done. I am a different me.” Gadget says to him.
 
“Why are you telling me that, as I am the one who created the events for your cure.” Fernando tells her. He throws in, “I am not reminding you as to what happened. I am stating a fact that Time is immutable despite the choices we make for the actions we take to change the events of Time. Time travel is not possible unless Time itself allows it. As for you – regardless of how much you have changed, for good or for bad, it does not excuse you for your actions of the past. We can all understand that you were under control by a computer chip and other forces beyond your capability to go beyond them. We all forgive you for that. But you still have to own up to your past because your past will haunt you. Own your past, as painful as it will be, it will no longer haunt you. You do not have to be proud of what happened then, but you do have to acknowledge what happened and why it did happened. Now, let’s go get that salad.”
 
Fernando opens the door and allows her to go in first. He picks up an arm basket to pick up the few items he needed. Shopping only takes a couple of minutes, lettuce and a few others items are put into the basket along with bottles of Italian, French and Blue Cheese dressing. The price paid at the checkout was just a couple hundred Yen. Once back outside, Fernando grabs Gadget by the arm. She tries to resist at first but he activates his cane teleporting them to just three blocks from ‘home.’
 
“Forgive you? I have long ago. Did what I could for you? I’d do it again if I have too. I am not your enemy, Gadget. As such, why would you go to bed with your enemy? Why would you have sex with your enemy? Why would you do things your enemy wants you to do? Do not answer those questions for me or Hondo. Answer them for yourself. Until then, consider yourself as part of a few who can be called as my friend. Now, if you do not mind, we got mouths to feed.” He tells her.
 
It only takes a couple of minutes to get home where Fernando quickly sets up the salad, and dinner is served.
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Reply #182 - Oct 6th, 2020, 3:28pm
 
Hondo headed towards the house, stopping short of the balcony stairs to watch as Fernando and Gadget left. He was not sure that Gadget was to be trusted still, but they had bigger issues now, if the NSA was listening in on them once again. Hondo grumbled to himself a bit as he went into their room and started to look around. He ended up finding two bugs in the bedroom and a third in the bathroom that might have had a pinhole camera built into it as well, but he was not sure of anything except it was a bit bigger than the other two and positioned in a way that it could see most of the room and was camouflaged so it could hide in plain sight, unlike the other two which were hidden in a lamp and behind a painting. Hondo pulled them loose quietly and stuck them in his shaving kit for now.  
 
 
Once done in his room, he did a brief check of the living room, as no one was lingering about there at the moment anyway. He found two but left them in place for the moment. His frowned deepened as he thought about it all. He did not like it at all. He turned the TV on to a new station and turned the volume up so it was easily heard but not too loud as to rouse Tammy from her room. He knew that the voices from the TV should make it harder for those listening to make out anything that was said in that area.
 
 
After a bit he headed down to the kitchen where Valentine was working.
 
 
"What did Fernando want?" Valentine asked
 
 
"Just had an issue with one of the Mustangs and wanted my opinion on if it was still safe to drive." Hondo lied as he was not about to give those listening any more information than they had so far.
 
 
"Oh? Is it alright?" She asked
 
 
"Yeah, just a leaking vacuum hose. He said he'll have the line replaced tomorrow." Hondo reply.
 
 
"At least its not major. How's Monty doin'?" she asked
 
 
"Last I saw he was fine. Not a whole lot left to do. Leavin' him be for now. It keeps him busy." Hondo replied
 
 
"We'll since you're not busy, you want to cook the steaks?" Valentine asked as she worked, not realizing anything was up yet.
 
 
"Naw, I have some serious drinkin' to do. Besides cookin' is woman's work." Hondo replied nonchalantly.
 
 
Valentine's head snapped around a look of shock and almost hurt on her face as he'd never said anything like that before! He just looked at her with a serious look on his face. She fully turned to him was a hurt questioning look and started to open her mouth to speak but he put a finger to his lips and lightly shook his head. About then it dawned on her that something was up and he purposely got her attention. She looked around quickly but he made no moves as to indicate immediate danger so she swallowed hard and tried to go along with it.
 
 
"Yyyes my love. I understand. You relax and destress. I'll take care of everythin'." She replied hesitantly.
 
 
"That's what I like to hear. I got a shoppin' list for ya too." He said as moved to a writing pad and began to write a few things down.
 
 
"I'll need you to pick this stuff up tomorrow." He said as he wrote.  
 
 
After a couple minutes he tore the page off and handed it to her. It read:
 
lettuce
tomatoes
beans
coffee
whiskey
burger
Bug Spray
 
 
Valentine looked it over and the message was clear. She nodded, folded the list and put it into her pocket.
 
 
"I'll run in with Monty tomorrow mornin'." She said.
 
 
"That works. I'll check the laundry then see how Jack is fairin'." He replied.
 
 
He kissed her on the cheek and headed off to the basement. He checked the laundry which was now done and put it into a basket. In a quick sweep of the basement he located three bugs and two more in Monty's room and another in the bathroom, just like in his room. He growled to himself a bit then headed up to their room with the laundry. As he passed the kitchen Valentine was not there so he figured she was out with the grill. He continued to their room and dropped off the laundry before heading up to the attic.
 
 
In the attic he found Monty plugging away at a relatively slow speed, which was seeming to be Monty's normal pace unless it was food.
 
 
"I hope ya don't work this slow all the time." Hondo half growled after watching him for a few seconds.
 
 
Monty did not see nor hear Hondo come in so when he spoke Monty jumped and knocked over a pile of sockets he was working on organizing.
 
 
"Gah! Gore-Blimey, Skippah!! Don't sneak up on a bloke like thet! You'd like ta give me a 'eart attack!!" Monty shouted as he leaned against the took bench holding his chest.
 
 
Hondo frowned and replied in a low voice, "If that's all it takes ta kill ya, Jack, then you're no good ta me."
 
 
Monty frowned, "'Ey now skippah, ya said you'd give me some time. Ya can't expect me ta be in shape overnight!"
 
 
"No, but I expect ya to be more aware of your surrondin's." Hondo retorted.
 
 
Monty sighed and nodded, "Aye, thet's on me. Sorry, Skippah."
 
 
"Sorry don't get it done. Just do better." Hondo replied gruffly.
 
 
"Ya really don't like me, do ya?" Monty half asked, half stated.
 
 
"Like has nothin' ta do with it. You're my responsibility. You get killed or get someone else killed then that's on me. Most of these folks are my friends, some are more like family. If you don't shape up you're gone, as I'll not have my family die because of you... not again." He replied coldly.
 
 
"Again? Wait, you 'ad your family …" Monty started to ask but was cut off.
 
 
"Forget I said that." Hondo barked gruffly, "All that matters is here an' now. That's for you an' me. I don't care what you've done or who you've been in the past. If ya can't prove to me you're someone I can trust to do the job now you're outta here."
 
 
Monty nodded solemnly, "I understand, skippah. I'll prove myself. … I just …"
 
 
Monty paused then shook his head, "Nevah mind."
 
 
Hondo shook his head, "No never mind. Ya started to speak, so out with it."
 
 
Monty gritted his teeth and gave him a serious frown, "I just can't 'elp but wondah if ya had Gadget under your care if you'd be as 'ard on 'er as ya are on me."
 
 
"Since she's not my concern I guess we'll never know." Hondo replied flatly.
 
 
Monty stared back for a moment before sighing and looking away.
 
 
"Aye, I reckon we won't." Monty replied, "Jest don't toy with 'er, Skippah."
 
 
"Toy with her?" Hondo asked slightly angered at the implications
 
 
"Aye, toy with 'er. Don't want to see 'er or thet missus of yours 'urt is all." Monty replied with a bit of an edge to his words.
 
 
"Why does everyone think because we used to be together I still want to #$@! her?" Hondo asked more angrily.
 
 
"Ya can seriously tell me you don't?" Monty asked with a raised eyebrow.
 
 
Hondo rubbed his eye's and shook his head. This was not helping his headache at all. After a moment he looked back at Monty with an extremely serious look.
 
 
"I'll say this to you once, an' only once an' understand I don't owe ya a damn thing, Jack. I love my wife more than life itself. This world can go to hell before I'd give her up, an' you better believe it. I did feel bad for Gadget, maybe still do a bit though her attitude an' accusations from her an' others like you are makin' it wain. I cared for her once an' maybe a piece of that is still there, the care that is. I'll admit she's a good lookin' woman  an' if she can earn my trust back I'd be friends with her again, but I am not about to try to romance her nor do I have any wish to #$@! her. I never have #$@!ed her an' unless the fates play some cruel joke on me, I have no plans or wish to in the future. Even for everythin' she put me through, I have no will to get revenge on her, an' if she doesn't earn my trust my only plan for her is to distance myself from any more of her drama. I'm happy with my wife, an' even if things were rough between us I'd not cheat on her. If don't give a #$@! if you believe any of that or not. You have three options now: Believe it, go on workin' with us, an' never ask me again, Don't believe it, go on workin' with us, an' never ask again, or get the #$@! out. I don't care which one, an' I don't need an answer either, just do what ya have to an' leave my private life alone." Hondo replied calmly but coldly.
 
 
Monty nodded, "Understood, Skippah. I believe ya."
 
 
"I really don't care if ya do or not, Jack. Just don't ask anythin' like that again." Hondo replied.
 
 
Monty nodded and got back to work. He wanted to be angry but he felt that he did deserve Hondo's ire, some what. He did not stick up for Hondo back when he needed it, he never stood up to Chip, he turned a blind eye to Gadget's pain, and he lazily reveled in past glories both real and fake. A couple things Hondo said, or half said made him wonder at how much he had probably gone through in life and made him realize that he did not know him at all. What he did know is he recognized Hondo's prickly demeanor. It was one bred of pain, sorrow, and hardships. It was half from being callused from the hurts of the world and half used as a shield against being hurt again. He had friends like that in the past, and recognized a little of that in himself in a different form. At least the way Hondo handled it all kept him from turning a blind eye like he had.
 
 
As Monty worked, Hondo looked around. There were no bugs that we obvious after an initial sweep, but he would need to bring out the bug-finder later to be sure. After a bit he went back downstairs and outside. Valentine was working the grill so he stopped by and kissed her cheek.
 
 
She smiled up at him as he kissed her and whispered to him, "You alright?"
 
 
He smiled and nodded, "Yeah. I'm fine but I'll feel better o0nce that grocery list is fulfilled."
 
 
She nodded back, "I understand."
 
 
He kissed her again quick like and headed down to the driveway. He made it there not long before Gadget and Fernando came in off the street.  
 
 
Fernando nodded to Hondo, "Find anything?"
 
 
Hondo nodded in reply, "Got us some pests an' I'm not sure a couple bug bombs will take care of it all."
 
 
Fernando nodded, "We will deal with it later. I have a salad to prepare at the moment."
 
 
Hondo nodded as they headed to the house. Fernando and Gadget went inside as Hondo helped Valentine finish up on the grill. As they took the steaks inside a couple of the other's mustangs pulled up to the house and they started to head inside, hoping that food was ready.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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Well the cowboy, like the red man, you had to leave your land
You can't raise your stock and plant your crop in the gumbo and the sand
Greed disguised as progress has put us to the test
They won't be glad until we're gone from our home out in the west
It's sad to see those good old days replaced with greed and doubt
Soon we'll leave the country, the campfire has gone out
Bid 'em all adieu, you can't turn the world about
The cowboy left the country, the campfire has gone out
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Reply #183 - Oct 7th, 2020, 6:37pm
 
Charles did hear what Fernando and Hondo saying. As he was not happy while thinking and heading to his room.  
 
*So their some trust issues we need to work out. I never bug you guys.* Then he heading to his room.  
 
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Dinner Table.  
 
Charles was with his team with Fernando and Hondo team too as seeing Fernando pear paring the food while he going say this to them. “We need to talk about something after dinner and I Heard what you two say about me.”  
 
Then Charles continue to eat the rice and beef teriyaki while looking at Fernando and Hondo. While his team and including Dale as he looking at them.  
 
“Don’t worry just eat your food team. It between me, Nando and Hondo.” Charles saying while eating his food. “Also I found something on Fat Cat Laptop that Clarice give me and It got something more on you know who.” Then he eating his food.  
 
“I want to see that after we eat dinner and also we will talk about the trust issues too.” Fernando saying  
 
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Reply #184 - Oct 9th, 2020, 2:46pm
 
RPG Notes:
 
1) Glass House is not in effect in this RPG. Glass House was a construct – a thing – that JeanetteIsabelle created in the Acorn Café where when one creates a post, when read by a reader/poster, the reader/poster can use that information to their advantage even though their character in the RPG has no way in getting that information otherwise. Since it is impossible for separated characters to know what is going on with each other in separate events, such information cannot be used.
 
2) Information of the actions and statements of characters are either witnessed or shared. Again, Glass House does not exist and is not allowed in this RPG. Until such witnessing or sharing happens, characters do not know what happened with others.
 
Mission Notes:
 
1) This mission is a personal mission Fernando had picked up from his old friend Emperor Hiro Ito because of what was said and done in GsB III and Misao’s involving the Rescue Rangers into a suicide mission that they cannot do. Thus the mission’s past is simple:
 
a) When Fernando was a young CIA Agent, many years before he joined CDRR, he was in Japan in a simple Data Stealing mission involving the Koreans and Japanese. During this time the Emperor’s son was kidnapped and was about to be killed by a new terrorist group. This group initial Modus Operendi was stealing data (credit cards, banking information, insurance scams, etc.). When Fernando clashed with the Emperor’s investigators in taking down this group a deal was made – they work together to rescue the Emperor’s son and gather what evidence that was found. In this Fernando worked with the Japanese Metro police and their leading law enforcers – Iris and Molly, aka “The Lovely Angels.” Also part of the team was a pair of rookies, Kei and Yuri. Though the mission was successful in rescuing the Emperor’s son and the arrest of those involved, it came with a heavy price: Molly was killed and Iris lost her left arm and had severe damage to other parts of her body. After this mission Kei and Yuri became the Second Generation of Lovely Angels. Both Molly and Iris were shot with a .50BMG.

 
Considering Kei and Yuri’s bad luck of things exploding around them during missions, they were given the nickname of “Dirty Pair,” even though they were successful in their mission in arresting dangerous individuals, closing up criminal organizations, and confiscating hazardous materials/equipment.
 
b) This mission is to make sure that the treaty signing between Japan and Korea happens without problems. History has it that before WWII Japan has since 1863 territorial wars with China (Sino/Nippon Wars) and Russia (Russo/Nippon Wars). It is during these wars that Japan acquired a lot of land during WWII. At the end of WWII, Korea was created and much of the land Japan had was given to Korea. Korea was created to end conflict between Russia and China, which also has been going on at this time as well (1860s -1940s). But Japan still maintains ownership of several thousand miles of the Korean coast. (All this is true history if one wants to look it up.) This (fictional) RPG is about Japan giving up that land and giving it back to Korea with a signed treaty to end all hostilities between them and unify their markets to better their economies.
 
But, as this mission plays out, there are many in Japan’s old guard that does not want this to happen and that the Korean lands Japan controls should not be given back to Korea. Thus many would rather not have this treaty signed though years of negotiations have happened in order to create the treaty.
 
c) Fernando mission is to make sure that the old guard does not interfere in this treaty signing. Through Misao’s trickery and deception, she got the Rescue Rangers to take on the mission by trying to eliminate organized crime within Japan. This would be a suicide mission of a Fool’s Errand (A job/mission that can never be done) for CDRR.
 
d) Chip’s issues with Fernando (and even Hondo) is that Fernando does a rescue for the sake of the rescue and would get some award or reward for it. Chip would only do a rescue in order to get the recognition and award, which is why he limited himself to certain rescues he thinks would give him such rewards. Also Fernando is a trained expert in rescues while Chip is not. Fernando would pay those who work with him even if he would not get paid himself and makes sure that they had the equipment and supplies to do a rescue, Chip does not care and thinks what money is made from CDRR should go into his pocket and CDRR should do what they can with what little they got, which forces some like Gadget to use Garbage Tech to complete such rescues. Thus many of CDRR rescues have failed and needed extra help from people like Fernando (and Hondo) before they got into more trouble. Why anyone has not been seriously hurt or killed in any of their messed up rescues is by sheer luck.
 
e) Misao is the leader of the Lanteans of Japan, a 20% minority of the total Japanese population. With Pure Lanteans, Half-Lanteans, Quarter-Lanteans, etc, this population goes up even higher into 60% - 80%. The Lanteans are a group of Space Aliens that crashed on earth 10,000 years ago and has been part of Earth’s history but not part of Earth’s genetic diversity. They maybe “From Earth” but they are not “OF EARTH.” This is an argument between Fernando and JeanetteIsabelle for a very long time. Misao is one of the Pure-Bloods of the Lantean people.
 
Given that the Japanese were hand in hand with Germany in WWII, the German Nazis who have hidden for many years, seeing the moves Japan is taking for their Future, want to be involved deeper in Japan’s affairs with the international community. Thus they will be raising their heads in this mission sooner or later.
 
2) The CIA is an international enforcement arm of the USA, no other agency has such power or reach expect for the military arm of the USA. US Naval Intelligence (ONI), US Air Force Intelligence (OSI), US Marine Corps Intelligence Activity (MCIA), and the US Army Intelligence and Security Command (INSCOM) – all under the US Office of National Intelligence – has that same reach as the CIA does, and all work together to complete various goals in missions they are all on. The US Marshals and US Rangers have limited International enforcement powers in limited missions for the detainment, arrest and extradition of various criminals wanted by the FBI, and has to work with full cooperation of the nation(s) they are in. They have to report to the US Embassy within that nation they are in on a specific schedule and are subject to that nation’s laws.
 
a) Groups like the NSA, FBI, NTSB*, etc, do not have such powers or authorities outside of the US Borders. But they are often invited to assist on such missions because they have equipment that the others do not. In the case of the NTSB (National Transportation Safety Board), they are there to assist in the investigations of Jetliner accidents and incidents world-wide and their ability to recover Intel from such accidents where the largest piece found is a passenger’s shoe, is highly valuable and highly sought after by many nations.
 
b) The NSA through Charles is invited to be part of this mission and do what he thinks is right to help it get to its completion and the treaty signed.
 
c) Because of Chip’s dealings with drugs and sex which involves Fat Cat, Charles is chasing that lead but is not important as to signing of the treaty. This is a personal fact finding mission for him to do. But it also means that Chip is no longer a trusted source of information. His actions which gave Japan’s underground information about Fernando’s team’s whereabouts and actions lead to several bombings that would have killed many if it were not for dumb luck stepping in. This is why Chip was arrested for terrorism, which in Japan carries the Death Sentence.
 
3) Charles’ actions in the last post in knowing many details of what happened in the mission house when at the time he was not inside the mission home shows that he had to be listening in through what electronic gadgetry was hidden about the house. There is no way at the time of him having his affair with Clarice and his drive home that he could have known that Fernando and Tammy had another verbal fight where they threatened each other. Since Charles is not a telepathic mind reader or is dealing in magic, the only way he could have known this is if he had access to equipment in the house listening in.
 
a) This forces Fernando to have Hondo to check part of the house for electronic bugs. In order to make the story fit, Hondo finds a few and they know there are more bugs to deal with at another time.
 
b) Fernando will question the NSA (in a future post) as to why their house is being bugged and remind them that they were invited to be part of history and help with the mission and can be quickly uninvited in this mission. Fernando wants Charles to be there helping with the mission and be part of history.
 
c) Charles does not know that Chip and Tammy had an extramarital affair while Fernando was away on the mission in South America. But in questioning Chip or in the evidence he has from Clarice, Charles will find out about this affair and Chip giving Tammy Drugs including Angel Dust. Chip was working on getting Tammy so addicted to drugs that he was going to pimp her ass like he did with Gadget. What Charles does with this information at this point is up to him. But Charles knows that this has to be kept secret or else it could get Fernando angry at him for knowing and working on it.
 
d) After the Emperor’s Dinner Party, Tammy will be leaving for Italy for Bink’s graduation from school over there and will in a few days bring her back to Japan. This is only known to a few people: Fernando, Hondo, Val, Jeanette and Fernando’s daughters.
 
e) There is no trust issues going on other than Fernando/Tammy and Fernando/Misao. All other happenings is personal BS that gets in the way of everyday life. What issues Gadget is having with Hondo and possibly even Val is personal on a personal level and not professional.
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Reply #185 - Oct 9th, 2020, 3:53pm
 
Fernando waits to eat last as it is his way to make sure that Maria’s pots and things do not get mixed up with the house’s cooking ware. He is not interested in what Charles has in terms of the briefcase or other evidence unless it pertains to the mission. He does not care about Fat Cat or any of his dealings unless it gets in the way of the mission. But he will pay attention to what ever information Charles might have.
 
As Fernando washes Maria’s pots and things, Charles steps into the kitchen.
 
Fernando does not look at Charles as he does his job as being Master of the house, he wants things right for the home owner he is renting from but he does have something to say to Charles.
 
“Charles, I have to say this. There is not mistrust between you and I or you, Hondo and I. You are invited to this mission because I can trust you and because I want you to be part of this mission. But what you said to me outside while I waited for Gadget and Hondo, you in no way was supposed to know because you were not there. Therefore, I had Hondo search part of the house for electronic bugs and found a few. Why is the house bugged, I do not know. But I will be removing them tomorrow. If you are connected with these bugs, I will not get on your case about it but on your supervisor’s case, because for the NSA this was an invited mission and therefore they, not you, should not be bugging us. What happens afterwards is on them but it will be my recommendation that you are to stay working with us to the end of the mission because I can trust you. I do not necessarily trust them.” Fernando tells him.
 
Fernando puts a large pot to the side and begins washing out a smaller pot as he continues, “Tomorrow is another Dinner Party at the Emperor’s Palace and President Obama will be there from what I was told. DYBTI (Dress Your Best To Impress). But also the Secret Service will also be there so do not approach the president unless he approaches you and make slow deliberate movements to not make yourself look like a threat to them. The Secret Service can be stupid at times so be careful around them. We will talk about you have later. I got these things to wash up and a headache to make go away.”
 
Charles replies, “Alright. I’ll see you and Hondo later. Take care.”
 
“Take care, and if I pass out, good night.” Fernando replies.
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Reply #186 - Oct 10th, 2020, 1:08pm
 
On the roof of Funabashi Municipal Mita Junior High School, just two blocks away from Maria B&B, a lone hooded figure looks onto the house with a pair of high powered miniature binoculars held in place by a chromed polished mechanical hand. It is focused onto the Maria B&B Home. The front gate to the Maria B&B Home is closing for the night, making access to the cars in the lot difficult to access.
 
The darkness hides the figure within the shadowed area of the school’s roof they were on. After several more minutes as the lights begin to turn off in the various windows of the home, the binoculars come off the face. The individual disappears off the roof of the school.
 


NOTE: Funabashi Municipal Mita Junior High School is not only two blocks away from Maria B&B, it is also on top of a hill with the school athletic field at the bottom of the hill in a fenced off area. To get to the school, one has to get through the fence, the field, up a flight of stairs carved onto the hill. In short, it is not easy to get there.
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Reply #187 - Oct 13th, 2020, 10:48pm
 
12 Years Ago...
 
A Mercedes Benz 5000SEL driving along the highway is surrounded by several box trucks and forced off to the side of the road. Several armed men with bullet proof gear and machine guns step out the trucks and surround the Mercedes with several men putting bricks of plastic explosives on the windows. One of the men shows off a detonator switch to the driver of the Mercedes through the windshield. The other men pull on the rear doors to open them and pull out a young female passenger in a nurse’s uniform holding onto an infant in a blanket. She is taken to one of the trucks. The rear door of the Mercedes is slammed shut.
 
As soon as the last truck leaves the immediate, the plastic explosives are detonated and the Mercedes sent into a fiery grave.
 


6o’clock news:
“Ainu Ito, Emperor’s Hiro Ito’s infant son was kidnapped today along highway 18 after being taken to a medical appointment with his personal nurse. Both the infant and the nurse were taken while the body guards were killed. Ainu Ito is in line to be the next Emperor of Japan when he comes of age and when his father leaves the throne.”
 


In a semi private table at a local Star Bucks Coffee Shop in Tokyo, a foreigner looks over the screen of his personal laptop: Powerbook 5300ce.
 
“Where is this damned skuzzy data...” He says to himself as he looks at his screen.
 
As he looks at his screen, several individuals step up to his area and surround his table. The foreigner reaches out and closes the laptop. He looks up at those surrounding him, finding them to be moderately dressed females, two of them older, the other two younger by about 10 years. He looks around and sees several police officers in the area, before the women step aside and an older gentleman in a suit steps through them and takes the seat opposite his. He puts a business card on top of the laptop.
 
“American Agent Fernando G. I presume.” He says to him.
 
“And you be?” Agent Fernando G. replies.
 
The man points to the card, “My information is on the card.”
 
“Sorry, but my reading Japanese is very limited, it was hard enough learning to speak it.” Agent Fernando says.
 
“For a foreigner, you speak it well.” The man says. He continues, “I’m Agent Sakamoko of Intelligence and Analysis Service of the *Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department National Security Bureau.”
 
“If this about the parking tickets on my personal vehicle, I was told that the American Embassy would take care of it.” Fernando tries to distract the conversation.
 
“If we wanted that piece of shit Porsche, we would have gotten it as soon as it rolled off the ship.” Sakamoto tells him. He throws in, “But that not is why we are here.”
 
“Then enlighten me with your knowledge.” Fernando tells him.
 
“Let’s cut it with the games, Agent G.” Sakamoto tells him sternly. “Whether you know it or not, crown prince – infant Prince Ainu Ito was kidnapped today.”
 
“What does that have to do with me?” Agent G. asks.
 
“The group you are chasing for your government is the same group that kidnapped the prince.” Sakamoto holds back from yelling at him.
 
“I still do not see...” Agent G. tries to explain.
 
One of the ladies, an older one with long white blonde hair, behind Sakamoto puts a business card on the laptop on top of Sakamoto’s business card. “Be at the station at 9PM for mission reassignment.”
 
Agent G. looks up at her, “Lady, I do not work for you. I do not work for any of you. In fact, I am to report to you when I’m about to move in on an arrest so you can assist me in making that arrest. If not, I work alone.”
 
“Be there at 9PM tonight or we will arrest you at your hotel room.” The blonde woman says to Agent G. She then turns to her team members before they walk away, “Molly, girls, let’s go.”
 
Sakamoto sits there for a few more seconds, “You will be getting a call from your supervisor verifying this mission change. Be at the station at 9PM tonight. The last thing you want is Iris busting down your hotel room door and arresting you on site.”
 
Sakamoto then gets up and leaves. The other uniformed police in the coffee shop get up and leave.
 
Several seconds later a dark older gentleman sits where Sakamoto sat, putting down a tray with a couple coffees and small sandwiches.
 
“I see Asian Rudeness Rules still apply after all these years.” The older gentleman says.
 
“Last time you were here, Leon, the US was fighting the Vietnam War.” Agent G. says.
 
“Like I said, some things never changed.” Agent Leon says. After a brief pause, he asks, “What are you going to do about it?”
 
“Nothing. Until Supervisor John G. calls and tells me otherwise, I’m not doing a damn thing.” Agent G. says.
 
“Before you make such a hasty decision, as your field training rep, I will recommend that you go to this meeting tonight. You do not know who you are dealing with.” Leon says.
 
“I do not care if they work for Tomoguchi’s Used Autos as sales reps. They are not my supervisors and my mission is one I must do on my own with minimal input from other sources.” Agent G. tells him.
 
 “As your field training rep, I am you indirect supervisor. Though I cannot order you, I can recommend to you what actions you should take. Now I’m saying you should do as they request. What you decide is on you. It might be helpful to your case, it might not. You will not know until you get there and attend this meeting they are requesting for you to be.” Agent Leon throws at him.
 
“And if I do not go?” Agent G. asks.
 
“Then by their words, you will be arrested on a stupid charge of not assisting them on this matter, and because you got arrested, you will get a failing grade from me.” Agent Leon tells him.
 
Agent G. just shakes his head.
 


9PM - Akasaka Police Station, Minato City, Tokyo, Japan
 
A pair of male foreigners enters the station and walk to the information desk. They take out and show their American Identification and point out they have an appointment with Sakamoto. They are told to have a seat in the waiting are and wait for him.
 
In Japan, the culture of meetings is that if you are told that the meeting is at 9o’clock, you are to be there at 8:45. If you are there at 8:55, then you are considered as late and not allowed to attend the meeting. If you are there at 9o’clock, like you were told, you are considered as not showing up and being disrespectful to them, thus are not allowed to be at the meeting and will be facing what consequences that may follow. Furthermore, once a meeting as begun, it is not to be interrupted for any means or reason outside of an environmental emergency like a fire or earthquake.
 
A familiar voice not too far into the station is heard, “He’s not here. Let’s go get him.”
 
Footsteps are heard heading to their direction. The gate that separates the visitors from the main station opens, and several female officers step out, heading to the main exit. But as they step out of the main station to the visitor waiting area, one of them see the only two individuals sitting there waiting to be served.
 
A short red haired one stops to look at them, “Iris...”
 
“What is it Molly?” as the long haired blonde turns to her from the exit.
 
“He’s right here.” Molly answers as she points him out.
 
Iris steps back to the waiting area, seeing ‘him’ there. She throws at him, “Where the hell were you!”
 
“Right here all this time, as we were told to wait.” He tells her.
 
“I swear! I ought to arrest you here and now...” Iris tells him.
 
“For what? Loitering? I came with my field supervisor, we show our identification and we were told to wait. Not my fault, I’m following orders given to me by my supervisor to see what this is about and by the orders to sit and wait given to me by your own staff. Now as we say in America, ‘Lead, Follow or get of our way.’” He tells her.
 
“Agent G., it is best if you calm down.” The older gentleman says to him.
 
“Supervisor Leon – hell no. I’m doing as I was told and yet I get reprimanded and threatened with arrest. I refused to be treated as a child just because I am in my mid 20s and people think I’m some stupid trainee fresh out of the academy.” Agent G. tells him.
 
“So you’re a #$@!ing hard ass...” Iris says loud enough to be heard.
 
“We going to do this meeting or I walk out as it is a waste of my time and interfering with my mission. If I walk out and you arrest me, I will have your commissioner jump down on your ass for interfering with an America Agent on his mission on foreign soil.” Agent G. says.
 
“Let’s go back to the meeting room and begin...” Molly says as she head back to the door to open it.
 
“Agent G., though you maybe in the right, you are on foreign soil. Let me remind you that they have the home court advantage here.” Supervisor Leon tells him as they get up to follow the female officers through the door.
 
 
10 minutes later in a private meeting room at the police station...
 
After attendance and introductions were done, the meeting begins.
 
“Gentlemen, I’m glad you have arrived to assist in this matter.” Sakamoto started to say. “Allow me to introduce ourselves...” he continues as he begins to point out. “These are Officers Iris and Molly, known as team ‘Lovely Angels’, and rookie officers Kei and Yuri. I am agent Sakamoko of Intelligence and Analysis Service of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department Public Security Bureau. Your mission is to assist us on the rescue of the crown infant Prince Ainu who has been kidnapped by members of the Red Hand.”
 
“What does this have to do with me?” Fernando asks.
 
“Simple. The group and individuals you are tracking under the credit and banking scheme are the same people who kidnapped the prince.” Sakamoto states. He raises his arm with a large TV remote in his hand, pressing a couple of buttons. A large screen TV rolls down from the ceiling. The room dims to half its brightness. Pictures of individuals along with names flash on the screen, along with Google maps of places and things. Explanations add another hour to the presentation. It soon ends.
 
“They threatened to kill the prince if their demands are not met in 72 hours.” Sakamoto points out.
 
The room brightens back to where it was before the presentation. Folders with the presentation details are given to Leon and Fernando.  
 
“Come on Leon. We got places to infiltrate and people to interrogate before we go to sleep tonight.” Fernando says as he walks to the door.
 
“Wait a minute!” Sakamoto yells out.
 
Fernando stops by the door and slowly turns to the group. He sees that its Sakamoko standing out of his seat.
 
“Just like that, you are going to walk out?” Sakamoko asks.
 
“Excuse my lack of respect towards your customs.” Fernando slowly bows to Sakamoko. “We are going to case out the last known whereabouts of the child and his nanny’s appearance and the scene of the crime.” He continues. “Then if there is some time left over, interview a couple of prisoners and then check the bar scene.”
 
“Prisoners and bar scene?” Sakamoko asks.
 
“Yes. Prisoners, former associates. They would know what’s up and who to see. Bar scene to further expand on that knowledge.” Fernando tells him.
 
“We already interrogated their associates in prison. They claim to know nothing.” Sakamoko explains.
 
“Oh really.” Fernando explains. “Perhaps you did not offer them something in return for information...”
 
“Eh?” Sakamoko says in confusion. “We are not offering anything to those criminals”
 
“When you have them by their balls, their hearts and minds will follow.” Leon says as he approaches them from behind. Then he makes a cutting scissors movement with his fingers.
 
Fernando opens the door to walk through it. “Sakamoko- meet me at the hotel lobby at midnight tonight.”
 
“Will do.” Sakamoko replies.
 
“Come Leon. We got tire tracks to sniff.” Fernando says as he walks out the door.
 
For a moment the group left in the room all look at each other.
 
 
Fernando and Leon find themselves outside the police station. As they discuss on where to go, they are surround by the staff of a limo that stopped in front of them. A couple of body guards step up to them before the Emperor steps out of the limo.
 
“What guarantees can you give me that you will find my child?” The Emperor asks.
 
“With all due respect and apologies, I will do my best to find the child. But due to the sudden injection of bringing me here, I do not know if there is anything I can do with the time left. All I can do is try.” Fernando explains.
 
“That is fair enough for me.” The Emperor says as he takes Fernando’s hands and shakes it with a very firm grip. He then asks, “Where are you heading to now?”
 
“We’re going to our hotel before heading off to find some intel.” Fernando replies.
 
“Take my ride.” The Emperor says.
 
“We’ll pass for now. It is just a short walk from here. Thank you.” Fernando says before giving a bow to the Emperor. He turns to Leon before they slowly walk away, “This way...”  
 


At the hotel room, Fernando begins to access various private networks from his laptop. He accesses the archives of the KH-series satellites for intel on the region. There he finds activity on the crime scene during the alleged time of the event, and follows the vehicles in the area to various undisclosed areas. Surprisingly, they were close to the scene of the crime, within a kilometer away in a bad part of town near the docks.
 
“Leon, take a look at this and tell me what you make of it.” Fernando says. Leon approaches and watches the video Fernando had compiled from the archives.
 
“Interesting.” Leon stated.
 


Midnight at the hotel lobby...
 
Fernando meets with Sakamoko in the hotel lobby. He carries his Powerbook laptop under his arm. Finding him waiting in the middle of the lobby was easy. Fernando walks right up to him and points to an empty bench chair where they could sit together.
 
Fernando puts the laptop on his lap, opens it and wakes it out of sleep mode. A few traces of the track pad and a mouse click or two, Fernando hands over the laptop to Sakamoto and points to look at the video he had compiled from various sources of data streams he won’t disclose. After a couple of minutes of viewing it, Sakamoto turns to Fernando.
 
“I see.” Sakamoto says. “I’ll get a tactical team together for the raid.
 
“Can’t do that.” Fernando tells him.
 
“Why not?” Sakamoto asks.
 
“With the spotters on the roof of the nearby buildings, they would spot your tactical team as they arrive blocks away and kill the child as they promised. Along with guards located inside the building on various floors and the hostage on the top floor, the tactical team would have a long hard fight going up.” Fernando stated. “We need to be covert. Three, four men maximum, silenced weapons, basic tactical gear and protection. If anything tactical back up should be used as a last resort and mission clean up, hidden within another diversion. A building fire several blocks away should be good in that. Have the fire fighting teams arrive with back up, take care of the fire and hide the back up until we need them.”
 
Sakamoto nods.
 
“Now, when Leon returns with my equipment, we’ll go study the warehouse building plans and IR scans I have upstairs.” Fernando stated.
 
“IR as in Infrared scans? Where did you get those?” Sakamoto asks.
 
“Through basic access of a few satellites. But it would be considered an act of war if anyone else would use them, so I can’t grant you access to them, only their output.” Fernando tells him.
 
“I see. So I gather you have a plan?” Sakamoto asks.
 
“With the little time and information we have left, yes. Half baked, very high on risk and totally unstable, but with careful execution, it can be done. Tell me Sakamoto, do you play poker?” Fernando says.
 
For the next hour, they discuss plans where the six of them, Leon, Fernando, Iris, Molly, Kei and Yuri are used in this rescue with tactical support waiting in the background.
 


24 hours to Launch...
 
The plan is as follows and has been practiced several times:
 
- Everyone arrives to their stations 5 minutes before execution. The distraction of the building fire begins with a small explosion.
 
- Leon comes up from the rear across the street and silently takes out the spotters he finds at the same time the fire trucks come to deal with the building fire.
 
- Fernando, Kei and Yuri come in from the rear of the building through what entrances can be found. Flash and Stun grenades will be used as they enter the building from the rear.
 
- Iris and Molly will hold down the front and take care of anyone guarding or leaving the building.
 
- Leon moves in from the roofs and taken out what stragglers are left, and clear the area escape routes to the escape vehicle and wait as driver.
 
- Upon removal of the prince in the area, back up tactical teams move in for the clean-up and round up of surviving terrorists.
 
- Planned execution, including search and rescue of the infant prince is slated for 10 minutes.
 
- Use of silenced weapons is mandatory.
 


10:45PM, 15 Minutes To Launch...
 
The distraction begins with an explosion at a derelict building of heavy smoke before fire appears on the roof top. In a couple minutes the fire fighters come in but take their tie with the fire.
 
Fernando and the group traversed through the manholes to various points that surrounded the warehouse. Fiber-optic periscopes show the streets to be empty and desolate. Radio earwigs go into place and manhole covers open. Once communications is established, the teams go to their assigned positions.
 
Leon climbs up the side of the building across from the target building as the spotter/guards looked upon the burning fire a few blocks away. With his silenced rifle, he took out 10 of the guards on the building roofs. He signals that he took out all the guards that he can see though there might be more. Crawling to a nearby dead guard, he takes his radio and listens on their conversations.
 
Fernando, Kei and Yuri moved to the rear of the building while Iris and Molly moved in to the front of the building. From his vantage point on the roof, Leon looked down at site, and silently taking out any guards he spots on the ground. After a quick survey of the building, it seemed like it was not on the satellite intel. Though the satellite intel is of an overhead view of the area, it does not show the buildings’ facades. The outside of the buildings showed it to be a converted tenement buildings – three put together as one by the exterior views with only one exit in the rear and a Iris and Molly would find a large roll up door on the other side. Former window bays have been cemented and bricked over. Fernando goes back across the street to get an IR-View of the building’s interior. Body heat of various individuals can be seen through the thin walls. Several signatures are seen at the top floor, including two that are huddled together – a small one and a medium sized one.
 
Reports come in through the information the members are finding. Fernando gets Kei, Yuri and himself to climb up the side of the building, placing plastic explosive charges against the bricked up windows they find on the center part of the building where heat signatures registers.
 
The stress of setting up and waiting was getting on their nerves. But it something they had to do. Eventually the time to act has come.
 
“Leon, now.” Fernando says on the radio. Leon reaches into his vest pocket and pulls out a small black box, pressing a red button on it. Several manholes in the area explode and the lights in the neighborhood go out, including the building in the middle.
 
Leon can hear the chatter of panicked guards over the dead man’s radio. Much of it will be silenced soon enough. Fernando signals to Kei and Yuri get clear of the windows, and like Leon before, pulls out a small black box and presses a red button on it. All the widows packed with plastic explosives explode inward, taking out the guards that were near them. With their IR eye gear on, both teams charge into the building.
 
Iris and Molly were in charge of clearing out the lower floors for an escape route for Fernando, Kei, Yuri, the infant prince and his nurse. Fernando, Kei and Yuri were to find the nurse (if she was still alive) and the infant prince, and to get downstairs through the clearing Iris and Molly was supposed create and the five of them were to meet Leon outside and get to their get-away vehicle. That was how it was supposed to be planned.
 
Blowing in the cemented windows took out most of the guard in the higher floors, but the lower floors were a gauntlet run.
 
Fernando dives into the blown in window, taking assessment of the scene. Guards lay on the floor too injured to take any action with most of them unconscious and the conscious few too injured to move and soon to die in time from their blood loss. Kei and Yuri move in, going into the room enclosed room where the nurse and infant prince was in.
 
Downstairs the fire fighting has begun. Iris and Molly were holding their own and even winning the battle as they begin to clear out the first floor.
 
Over the radio somebody shouts, “We got the nurse and the child!” It sounded like Yuri.
 
But the reply from Iris is not encouraging, “The Escape Route Is Not Cleared!”
 
“Alright, everybody! Plan B!  We’ll take the window, Iris, Molly – clear out how you came in and make your escape!” Fernando tells them.
 
“Understood!” Iris replies on the radio.
 
“Alright, follow us!” Yuri says to the nurse though her VOX system picks it up and is transmitted. With her microphone still open, a different distance voice is heard, “You Will All Die!” It is followed by a gun shot.
 
Yuri turns around to see the nurse falling back though her arm aiming at gun at her. Kei runs to the falling nurse and takes the infant from her before she crumples to the floor.
 
“I got the child! The Nurse was in on this!” Kei shouts out.
 
“Go met Leon outside!” Fernando shouts.
 
“We are pinned down!” Iris yells. In their charging in, they did not look back behind them where a couple of hidden guards were.
 
“Get Out! Get Out! Get Out!” Fernando says over the air!.
 
The microphones of a couple of radios turn on, causing interference on the channel for several seconds. But the play through is:
 
“We Can’t Get Out!” Iris shouts out.
 
“I’m by the rear doorway!” Leon says at the same time. Interference begins at this point.
 
“We Need Help Down Here!” Iris continues.
 
“We Can’t Hear Anything!” Yuri replies at the same time, causing the interference to run on continuously.  
 
“Just Go Already!” Fernando shouts out as he holds onto the cables at the window.
 
A loud “BANG!” is heard echoing through the building. Something that could have happened from a very large caliber rifle or shot gun.
 
“MOLLY!!!” Iris shouts as the large caliber projectile rips through Molly’s body, nearly ripping her in half. Iris runs to her partner about to help her up, as another loud “BANG!” echoes through the building, hitting Iris on the arm by the shoulder, ripping the arm off. She shouts out in pain, echoing through building.
 
Fernando makes his way through the lower floors, meeting heavy resistance but managing to win so far.
 
“I have the girls and the infant with me!” Leon says over the radio.
 
“Then Go! And Send In Tactical Back! I’m Going After Iris and Molly!” Fernando shouts into his microphone.
 
“We Leave Together If Not At All!” Leon shouts back on the radio.
 
“I’ll Be Fine! Get That Baby Home!” Fernando shouts back. A few seconds of silence with the exception of sporadic gun fire, Fernando throws in, “I’ll see you at the base!”
 
Another 10 minutes of gun fighting, Fernando reaches the second floor scaffolding, there he finds a guard with a M107 looking about for more targets to hit. He finds Fernando in the scaffolding, and moves to aim his rifle at him knowing that the bullet will rip through any obstacle in its way until it hits his intended target. Two .45 rounds crash through his forehead and he goes limp before he crumples to the floor.
 
Eventually Fernando makes it to the first floor. The piles of bodies he finds at various locations shows the heavy fight Iris and Molly was in. Just yards from the door he find Molly’s body, nearly ripped in half by the .50 caliber bullet that hit her side and coming out the other end. Next to her, a right arm with its gun still in its hand. It and the trail of blood that leads out the door belong to Iris. The trail of blood seems to stop outside for one reason or another. In a couple of minutes helicopters surround the building and tactical team comes sliding down on ropes to the floor. They take over and survey the scene. No living survivors are found. Neither was Iris.
 


Interrogations and debriefing took hours. The Tokyo Metropolitan Police will take days sorting through the area and identifying bodies. 1200 page books of assembled reports will be made and given to the various heads of departmental authority. It will be a long hard week.
 
Then comes the celebrations, and the news leaks of how the kidnapping was thwarted and the terrorists killed. Fernando and Leon would receive the Medal of Honor with Red Ribbon. The Order of the Rising Sun with Gold and Silver Rays (5th Class) was given to Kei and Yuri and the Order of the Rising Sun with Gold Rays with Neck Ribbon (3rd Class) was given posthumously to Iris and Molly, as a hero’s funeral were given to them, despite Iris being declared MIA instead of KIA like her partner Molly.
 
The news media states that the mastermind of the kidnapping plot was the nurse who took cared of the infant prince.
 
In a dark hotel room a left hand reaches out with a TV Remote and presses the off button, making the room go dark as the TV Screen goes to black.
 
(End of history lesson)
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Re: GsB IV: Enemies of Space, Murderers of Time.
Reply #188 - Oct 14th, 2020, 5:26pm
 
Supper was uneventful and the evening was quiet, though there had been some tension over the listening devices that were found, but nothing came of it. With supper done, Hondo and Fernando cleaned up as they usually did, though Valentine tried to argue and take over only to be overruled and sent off to relax. Neither Hondo nor Fernando talked about it, but it was known to both of them that Valentine was still mentally dealing with shit and they did not want to over stress her. As they finished up Hondo reached in his pocket looking for his lighter and his fingers ran across the white circuit chip in his pocket. He had almost forgotten about it and had not had a chance to talk about it to Fernando yet.  Hondo pulled it out of his pocket and looked at it for a second before walking over to Fernando and handing it to him.
 
 
 “I picked this up from upstairs yesterday. You might should look at it. We can talk later ‘bout it.” He said.
 
 
Fernando turned it over in his hand for a moment then looked closer at the markings before looking back at Hondo.
 
 
Fernando nodded and frowned, “Later, yes… Nothing going on tonight. You should enjoy the quiet with your wife. I cannot promise many more quiet evenings.”
 
 
Hondo nodded, “Alright, Jefe. I’ll be ‘round if ya need me.”
 
 
Hondo headed upstairs to his room and since he did not find Valentine there, he continued up to the attic. He found Valentine there and Monty spinning some yarn as they finished up organizing tools. Monty stopped his story to acknowledge Hondo as he entered the room.
 
 
“ ‘Ello, Skippah! Almost finished up ‘ere.” Monty said.
 
 
Hondo nodded, “Looks good. Why don’t ya take the rest of the evenin’ off? Read, watch TV or somethin’. Might not have many more off.”
 
 
Monty nodded, “Not gonna argue with thet! If ya need me, I’ll be in me room.”
 
 
After he had gone Valentine breathed a sigh of relief.
 
 
“I know he means well but he always has a story.” Valentine said.
 
 
Hondo shook his head, “Ya know when we told ya to relax an’ we’d handle clean up, we didn’t mean for you to go work up here.”
 
 
She frowned a bit and looked down at the work bench.
 
 
“As much as I need some time to sort my thoughts out in quiet, I’m finding those thoughts turn dark at times, especially when it gets close to nighttime and worse after dark. I… I tried to sit and read but I couldn’t control my thoughts and didn’t want to be alone. I figured if nothing else, the work would keep my mind busy and Monty’s stories would be background noise.” She said quietly.
 
 
“Well, I can see if he’ll come back.” Hondo replied dryly.
 
 
“No! I didn’t mean…!!” She said in a surprised, almost frantic tone as she looked up at him with wide eyes.
 
 
The wry grin on his face told her he was teasing her and stopped her short of finishing her sentence. She stared at him for a second before a soft smile came to her face.
 
 
“You got me.” She replied  
 
 
He just continued to stare at her without saying anything. After a moment she gave him a questioning smiled and cocked her head slightly.
 
 
“What? Something on my face or …?” She questioned.
 
 
He shook his head, “Naw. Just lookin’ at you. Wonderin’ how I got so lucky.”
 
 
She blushed slightly, “No, I’m the lucky one. I’m just a mess.”
 
 
“Well, I don’t think you’re a mess, but if ya are you’re a sexy mess.” He replied
 
 
Her blush deepened a bit, “Stop. I’m not sexy. I’m nothin’ special.”
 
 
“To me you are special an’ sexy as hell. Holdin’ those tools makes ya even sexier. If ya like holdin’ tools, though, I got one in my pants you’re welcome to hold.” He said as he grinned ornery like.  
 
 
Her blush had reached its peak by this time, and her face felt like it was almost on fire as she giggled at her husband’s corny antics.
 
 
“Now stop! You’re bad!” She said.
 
 
“Well as long as we’re bad together…” He replied
 
 
“Now, behave.” She giggled
 
 
“That’s no fun.” HE replied
 
 
“Well, what do you consider fun, then?” She asked as she swished her hips almost girlishly at him.
 
 
“Well, there’s bendin’ you over one of these benches an’ makin’ you squeal.” He replied with a wink.
 
 
“Here? Now?! What if someone walked in?!?!” She said her eyes a bit wide with surprise.
 
 
“Then we just hafta decide if the show is free or if we charge admission.” He said with a grin.
 
 
She smacked his arm playfully, “You are a bad man!”
 
 
“An’ you’re a naughty filly who likes that I’m a bad man.” He replied winking again.
 
She grinned, “While this is true, as much as it might be fun here, how about we just take it to our room. You’d not want to work here if you found out the others were bangin’ up here on the benches.”
 
 
He nodded reluctantly with a slight grimace on his face at the mental images that flooded his mind, “Eh… Guess I can’t argue with that, but when we get back home well take a week an’ explore bendin’ you over several different surfaces on the Ranch, alright?”
 
 
She grinned at him, “I can agree to that.”
 
 
He nodded and took her hand, “Alright, lets get this place locked up an’ go to our room. All this talk has me keyed up.”
 
 
She giggled again and followed him out, turning off the door and locking it behind them. Before they were in their room with the door locked.
 
 
It was almost midnight before the door opened again, the noises within were ignored by the others, though some was heard as there was no way to do what they did properly and be completely silent, though they tried… for a little while at least. At midnight, though Hondo came out with his overshirt on but unbuttoned, his jeans on without a belt, and his boots on but the pantlegs half tucked into them. He had the small NAA 32 Fernando had given to him years ago tucked into a back pocket as he walked through the house checking on things. Everyone had gone to bed and all but a couple safety lights were off in the main living areas and no lights shown under any of the doors. Fernando was on the couch again, asleep, as Hondo made his inside rounds. Once done inside he slipped back into his room and walked outside. After a quick survey of the property he went back to the balcony and leaned against the railing where he lit up a cigarillo and looked out into the night. The feeling that they were being watched fell heavy on him, but he could see nothing. It was a bit warmer evening than the one had been before, and the air was pleasant. After a bit Valentine joined him with a sheet wrapped around her body. She did not say anything but just leaned against him and let him put his arm around her. They stayed there enjoying the silence of the night for several minutes before heading in and going back to bed.  
 
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In the distance, on a different building another set of eyes watched them and the watcher on the top of the school through a high powered, telescopic rifle scope equipped with a white phosphorus night vision attachment. He spoke into the earpiece as he watched.
 
 
“If you are having some other pendejo watch, I want to know!” He barked angrily into the phone in a Brazilian sounding accent.
 
 
“Calm yourself down! We have no one else watching and neither does our Yakuza contacts, I have been assured of this.” A German accent barked back.
 
 
“Well, there is some puta on the roof of the school. She watches.” The man replied with a growl.
 
 
“I will have our contacts check further. It could be another group. These Yakuza do not communicate like we do. Highly inefficient. They could learn a thing or two from us, and they will when the Fourth Reich reigns supreme!” The German voice replied, with an air of evil glee in his words.
 
 
“We should just take a lesson from the Americans and drop some bombs on this country like they did in 1945 and wipe these impure from the map!” The man growled.
 
 
We will weed out the impure once our formula has been perfected. Now is not the time for that discussion, though. About the formula, though, any signs of degradation in the cowboy?” The German asked over the headset.
 
 
“No. Not that I can see. I could shoot him and see if he recovers.” The man offered.
 
 
“Nein! The formula will be given time to work. It is not supposed to work fast. It would be too suspicious. Is should work slowly. But he needs studied so we can finalize the finalize the formula.” The German replied
 
 
“Finalized? If it works, it works, right? If it does not, I shoot him, and we try his puta.” The man hissed into the headset.
 
 
“It is not so simple. This is the part that is supposed to kill. If it works, we add a virus to is so that when people die, they blame the virus, not the DNA destroying formula. If they even find what is hidden behind the virus it will be too late to stop! Ha ha!” the German replied, cackled evilly.
 
 
The man grunted, “Hmph. I do not care how the impure die, as long as they die. This one, though, I want to watch him suffer!”
 
 
“You will follow protocol on thisor you won’t be paid!” The German ordered firmly.
 
 
“I would kill this filho da puta for free if I could do it my way.” The man groused.
 
 
“You follow orders and do it our way and we will dispose of his bitch or that boss of his in a way that you see fit, as a bonus. But we need to see this test through.” The German replied.
 
 
The man grunted again, “Hmm, that is better than nothing. In the meantime, find out who this puta is that is watching them too. If her bosses do not pull her back, I’ll eliminate her before she messes up my operation!”
 
 
“Do not do anything until you hear back from me. Is that understood?!” The German barked.
 
 
“We will see.” The man replied coldly.
 
 
“Do see, just do! Bis dann.” The German said.
 
 
“Bah.” The man muttered as he ended the call.
 
 
The woman left, and he watched as she disappeared into the shadows. Once she was gone, he watched a while longer before calling it a night. He muttered to himself as he packed up his gun and other equipment, he had into an innocent looking guitar case. He would bide his time, for now, but if the formula did not start showing signs soon, he would help the situation along, orders or not!
 
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Across town a cloaked figured carried a smaller cloaked figure piggy-back through the shadows of the night. The smaller one had an old sack, with contained the precious few possessions they both owned, along with an old crutch strapped across her back. The larger of the two moved as is she had no load, but her moves were careful and deliberate. The only sound for the better part of an hour was of their breathing, the sounds of the night, and footsteps with a fain mechanical whirring noise that sounded in step with every foot fall. They moved through the night in silence for a while before the larger of the two spoke.
 
 
“We should be alright, now. I’ve not seen any this far out.” She said.
 
 
“You sure we had to move? I don’t think they would have found us there.” The smaller one said in a voice that sounded slightly mechanical.
 
 
“We can’t chance it, Zoey. I think they are narrowing it down. I saw four times the number of black-suits that I normally see. It’s just not worth risking. Besides, I found a place that’s further out that might be safer. It’s farther from the markets, but that’s probably a good thing.” Tonya replied.
 
 
“How much further?” Zoey asked.
 
 
“We’ll be there before daylight.” Tonya reassured her.
 
 
“Sorry you hafta carry me. It’s not fair to you. Maybe… maybe you should just let them take me.” Zoey said
 
 
“Don’t even think that! I’ll never let them have you back. Besides, with these mechanics I barely know I’m carrying you.” Tonya half lied
 
 
Her bionic limbs did help her carry a much greater load with ease, but from all the change outs she had over her years as a cyborg lab-rat, her stumps hurt after carrying loads for an extended time. IT was worth it to her, though. They were not sisters, but their parents had been friends, and she felt that they were like sisters.
 
 
“You could get away if it wasn’t for me, though.” Zoey said sadly.
 
 
It was not the first time they had talked about this. Zoey knew what a burden she was, and she loved Tonya as much as Tonya loved her. Seeing her suffer so while caring for her tore her young heart apart, but Tonya never backed down.
 
 
“No! We are in this together. We both make it or neither of us do. I won’t discuss this again!” Tonya replied firmly.
 
 
Zoey just signed in response.
 
 
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Back across town a purpled haired woman with a mechanical arm crouched, looking at signs of the past inhabitants of the abandoned locksmith shop that resided underground. She had just missed them it seemed, and she could not stay long as she was sure the black-suit goons would trip over this place sooner or later. When she was sure she had not overlooked anything, she left and disappeared into the shadows, just moments before the black-suits stumbled in and wiped any evidence of the occupants away with their bumbling. The woman watched from a distance for a bit before pulling out her phone. She was not sure who had been there, but her contact had said that Kurayami and his black-suits were after someone who they thought to be in that area and this only confirmed it. If Kurayami wanted them, she wanted to get to them first.
 
 
She pulled a phone out of her pocket, dialed a number, and put it up to her ear. A voice answered angrily after three rings.
 
 
“Who is this?! How did you get this number?!?!” the man on the other end of the phone call barked
 
 
“Hello Kurayami. It has been a while.” The woman said in a sultry voice.
 
 
“… Akumu?” Kurayami asked in a puzzled tone.
 
 
“Who else would it be? Now, let us get to business. I see your goons are after someone again. Anyone I know?” She said
 
 
“No, no one you know. Just a couple of girls who took something of value from me. You interested in finding them for me? I will pay you well.” Kurayami replied
 
 
“I do not do anything without getting paid well. What did they take?” She asked
 
 
“That does not concern you. I just need them back. They should be easy for you to track. They are cyborgs. Do not approach them. Just find them and let my men handle them. I will pay three times your rate if you find them and leave the rest to us!” He replied
 
 
“Four times my rate. I do not like not knowing exactly what I am up against.” She said
 
 
“…. Fine! Four times. I will have all the information you need on them dropped at your usual location in an hour.” He replied, with a touch of anger in his voice.
 
 
“Have the information there in thirty minutes, and do not keep me waiting.” She said.
 
 
She hung up before he could respond. Four times her rate was a lot of money. Something was up and she felt it was worth learning more than she was supposed to. She moved silently off into the darkness and headed to her information drop off location.
 
 
The time was 4 am.
 
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Hondo woke up and stretched a bit. He groaned a bit as he did, as he felt stiff and sore, like he had been in a fight. He felt beside him, but the bed was empty. He opened his eyes and looked around, but the room was empty. It puzzled him a bit as he normally was up early. He looked over at the clock and saw the time was 8 am. That startled him a bit and he sat up fast, groaning as he did. He muttered something incoherent under his breath about sleeping in as he got up, stretched again and got showered and dressed. HE was dressed and headed out to the kitchen by 8:20 am. He limped into the kitchen where he found Valentine there as well as some of the others who were already having their breakfast. Valentine looked at him with a smile that faded a bit as he approached.
 
“You alright?” She asked
 
 
“I reckon, other than oversleepin’. Think somethin’s wrong with my alarm.” He said in a half awake growl.
 
Valentine handed him a cup of coffee, of which he sipped and finding it not too hot, he then took a larger swallow.
 
 
“I shut off your alarm as you were not wakin’ up. I figured you needed your sleep.” She replied
 
 
“Hmm, should have woke me up.” He mumbled.
 
 
“There was nothing pressin’ this mornin’, so no reason too, but are you sure you\re okay?” She asked again
 
 
“Why”? He asked
 
 
“You were limpin’. I’ve never seen you limp unless you were in a hell of a fight. Was I that rough on you last night?” She said with a grin.
 
Her words brought a giggle and a blush out of the two skunk girls who were eating their cereal at the table, but the stern look on Hondo’s face made them go back to their breakfast and to pretending to ignore the adults conversation.
 
“Must have slept wrong. Just a bit stiff this mornin’.” Hondo said brushing it off.
 
 
Valentine thought about making a comment about him being stiff the night before too, but decided against it, not because of the girls but because he was not fully awake yet. As Hondo ate his breakfast Valentine finished cleaning up the kitchen.  
 
The agenda for the day was to get ready for the party. For some that would not take long, but for others it was an all-day event.
 
 
 
**Note: Akumu means Nightmare and Kurayami means Darkness. Akumu is Iris. I figured if she was hiding she would use a different name and change her hair color to match.  
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Well the cowboy, like the red man, you had to leave your land
You can't raise your stock and plant your crop in the gumbo and the sand
Greed disguised as progress has put us to the test
They won't be glad until we're gone from our home out in the west
It's sad to see those good old days replaced with greed and doubt
Soon we'll leave the country, the campfire has gone out
Bid 'em all adieu, you can't turn the world about
The cowboy left the country, the campfire has gone out
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Re: GsB IV: Enemies of Space, Murderers of Time.
Reply #189 - Oct 14th, 2020, 6:39pm
 
Charles finish eating dinner as he heading to his bedroom and began to change into his training clothing. As he heading to the training room and work on the sparring bag to let some steam off. As he began to kicking and punching the bag.  
 
Charles; Hi YAW HE YAW. KE YAW !
 
As he keep kicking, punching the bag while doing some Mui tai kicks to it and once he was done he was tried while wiping the sweet off of his face.  Then he heading to the weight room, As he sit underneath the barbell and began to lifting it as he dose this 15 times. Then he went to the dumbbells as he pick 2 45 pounds and went to the seat. As he began to living them one at a time.
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