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GsB IV: Enemies of Space, Murderers of Time. (Read 30564 times)
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Re: GsB IV: Enemies of Space, Murderers of Time.
Reply #220 - Jul 16th, 2021, 9:49pm
 
Fernando looks about the Grand Ballroom, noticing a few suspicious people in the room. He whispers to the Emperor.
 
“Hey, Akhito. There a few suspicious idiots in the crowd.” Fernando whispers towards him.
 
“I now. My staff has them digitally marked and ready for capture in case something happens.” The Emperor whispers back.
 
“Just making sure you know.” Fernando whispers back.
 
“That is why I like you so much – always on the ball.” The Emperor whispers in reply.
 
Fernando nods for the moment. They then separate to their assorted tables and deal with their guests. He gets a couple plates of food of assorted items to share with Gadget, along with a couple of drinks. The wait staff helps him take the food to his table for them to eat.
 
“Hope you’re hungry, I just got us something to share which is a little bit of everything.” Fernando tells Gadget.
 
“Oh, thanks...” Gadget says as she looks for a fork and a knife. There were none to be hand but a pair of chopsticks.
 
Fernando had picked up his set and start picking up bits of food. Gadget look at him and then at the chopsticks in each of her hands. After a couple bites he looks at her. He then takes a small ball of rice with a bit of gravy with his chopsticks and then places it to her mouth. She looks at it for a moment.
 
“Before you leave from here, you will eat with chopsticks one way or another. But here, try it. Since we share more than out bodily fluids, it’s safe to eat from our shared foods.” Fernando tells her.
 
Gadget looks at him for a second and then at the chopsticks with the ball of rice on it before opening her mouth and taking the ball of rice in to eat it. She chews on it, finding it delicious for what it is. She then swallows it before holding up her two chopsticks.
 
“Show me how to eat with these things like you.” She says to him.
 
“I thought you would never ask. But that is a future lesson for you to learn. Now, I’m going to show you a short-cut for you to use them for now.” He tells her before taking a piece of napkin tissue paper and a small rubber band from his pocket. He cuts the napkin to about one 1/4th its size and then folds it several times to make flat ball. He then holds her chops sticks parallel in one hand and puts the napkin ball in between the chopsticks half way up its length. He then figure-8’s the rubber band around the chopsticks above and below the napkin ball until it is tight. He then squeezes the top thick parts of the chopsticks, which opens and closes the thinner ends. He then puts them into Gadget’s hand and guides her how to pick up food with it. She is delighted at the ingenuity of it all and begins to pick at various items of food to try out.
 
She then asks, “How you figured this out?”
 
He answers, “You learn a lot of things in order to keep from starving.”
 
“I see...” Gadget says. She then picks up a piece of meat from the one of the bowls on the table with her chopsticks and then holds it to his mouth. He takes it before chewing down on it and swallowing it.
 
He tells her, “Everyday you have to learn something new.”
 
“Seems to me that you know nearly everything.” She tells him.
 
“I do not know everything. But if you are not learning something new, then you need to teach somebody something new to them.” He tells her.
 
“Oh.” She says. She then adds, “So, you taught me something new.”
 
For a while they continue in sharing the meal in peace and enjoying each other’s company. When they are almost finished with their meal, his youngest daughter to be walks up to him, puts her arms around his neck and presses her cheek to his. He can smell the alcohol in her breath.
 
“Hieeee Daddy!” Tabitha squeals.
 
He turns his head to face her, “You OK, Tabi? Other than being drunk as fish?”
 
“I’m... OK Dadddieee...” Tabitha answers.
 
“Can I ask why you are drunk?” Fernando asks her.
 
“No reeeason, Dadddieee...” She holds him tighter. She then kisses him on the cheek before saying, “Did you know that the age of consent in Japan Is 13?”
 
“It’s 13 or younger in a lot of places around the world, Tabi. What does have to do with anything?” He tells her.
 
“Because Dadddieee, You save me and Sabi, and if I were not your daughter, I would want you to do me lovely, liii-ke you’re doing this mousie girl here. Tam-mmie is a real hoe for abandoning you... But I would not abandon you and neither would Sabi and neither would this mousey girl because you saved us all!” Tabitha explains.
 
“Where’s Sabrina?” Fernando asks.
 
Tabitha points to Sabrina at their table, passed out on it. She then says, “Sabi’s a light-weight!”
 
Fernando looks at Sabrina and the other school girls who were at the table with her. They too seemed to be too drunk for their own good. He then looked at his watch, realizing that it was approaching the 11PM Hour. He then turns to Tabitha.
 
“Look, Tabi... Do not drink anymore except for water, juice or soda. I do not want you to pass out like Sabi is.” Fernando tells her.
 
“OK DADDDIE!” Tabitha lets out. She then tightens her embrace and kisses him on the cheek one more time before leaving.
 
Gadget turns to face Fernando, “You told her about us having sex?”
 
“What we have and do as a couple remains as a secret between us.” Fernando tells her.
 
“Then how she knows?” Gadget asks.
 
“First of all, she’s drunk, and drunk people will say anything. Second, Tammy has been more of a royal bitch to them than she has been to me, and Tammy has been throwing accusations to anyone who would listen about me doing you lovely long before we started doing it. So in her little alcohol laden mind, things add up to us two knocking boots and practicing making babies.” He explains to her.
 
“If she is drunk, aren’t you going to punish her?” Gadget throws at him.
 
“I’ll let her hangover punish her. But I will talk to Rachel and Michelle about abandoning them and getting letting them have hard liquor in such a situation. I do not mind if they have a bit of wine or champagne but not hard liquor or beer. Nor are they allowed to smoke tobacco or anything else.” He tells her.
 
“Oh.” She replies, losing any situation she could use to win this argument.
 
“Look, whatever it is, I’ll make it up to you, somehow.” He tells her.
 
“And how would you make it up to me?” Gadget asks.
 
“I don’t know, but I’ll figure something out.” Fernando tells her.
 
“I’m sure you’ll figure something out.” Gadget leans to him and cops a feel of his groin.
 
“That is all you ever think about?” He asks her.
 
“Well, you’re the one with an erection in your pants, so you must be thinking of it too.” She replies.
 
“Just because I got an erection in my pants does not mean that I am thinking about it. I got a lot going through my mind as is.” He explains to her. He then adds “But if that is what you want, I’ll do what I can for you once we get a chance to be alone for a couple hours”
 
“A couple of hours?” Gadget almost gasps.
 
“What, you want a whole day? OK... If we can, we’ll sneak out and make a weekend of non-stop baby making action.” He tells her.
 
“A Weekend?!!” Gadget gasps.
 
“I swear girl, you want to get married now and have a three week honeymoon? We are still attached to our spouses. But when that happens and we are free from out marital responsibilities, then we can get married to each other and do it for as long and as much as you want.” Fernando leads her on.
 
Gadget looks at him in shock, which is what he wanted. He finally tells her, “Look, whenever, however it happens, if we allow it to happen, I’m doing it for you, not for me to get my jollies off like most guys do.”
 
Gadget looks away with an embarrassed smile.
 
“Well?” He asks.
 
“Alright… you got me.” She replies.
 
“It’s not about getting you or not, Gadget. It’s about respecting each other on that level, sharing those feelings we may have for each other when we do it, even though we will say and act that we don’t have them to others. Like it or not, you are now my sex partner, and that means a lot to me as I hope it means a lot to you. Like I said before ‘Sex is easy, Love is hard.’ I’m hoping that what sex you and I have has some Love in it. If not, if you just want to #$@! and only #$@! to #$@!, we can do that too. But if you want something more than just sex, I can give you that too. Or at least try, because I’m not perfect and I may mess up along the way.” He explains to her.
 
“You did more for me in the few times we had than Chip has done for me during our entire marriage.” Gadget points out.
 
He leans to her, “You go get some more food for us that you like and I have to get my older daughters to get Tabi and Sabi home. And I’ll talk to the Emperor about the high school girls as well.”
 
“Alright...” She replies.
 
“Then I’ll see you in a bit, and do not leave or throw away your chopsticks. You are going to need them.” He tells her before he gets up and starts to walk away.
 
Gadget then gets up and walks to the food court area and starts picking out a few things for them as Fernando goes do what he says he would do. Along the way, he swipes his cane around Sabrina and the high school girls to remove the alcohol from their system and made them recover much faster. They start to wake up as he walks away. He finds his older daughters, and has a discussion with them about his displeasure about Tabitha and Sabrina being allowed to have hard liquor and to gather them to take them home. He waited for them by their car and as soon as they were in it, he teleports them home.
 
 
[Somewhere over Rome’s Airspace]
Voice over loudspeaker, “This is your Captain speaking, Air Italia will be landing at Roma International Airport a few moments. Please fasten your seatbelts.”
 
In First Class section of the plane a hand a red female squirrel prepare herself for the landing and immediate departure from the plane to the airport. Once the plane lands and is placed into its gate, she gets up and get some help to get her carry-on luggage from the overhead compartment. In a couple of minutes she is walking down the airport lobby where a few people walk up to her.
 
“Miss Tammy Squirrel, I presume?” The male of the group say to her.
 
“No need to be former, Marco.” The red squirrel says to him.
 
“I understand you and Bink are going into retirement. Anyway we can talk you into one more mission?” Marco asks.
 
“As much as I would love that, you know I can’t while caring for the baby. Maybe when she gets older and can take care of herself.” Tammy tells him. She then adds, “Let’s go to that nice restaurant we used to go too. I’m starving.”
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Re: GsB IV: Enemies of Space, Murderers of Time.
Reply #221 - Jul 22nd, 2021, 6:09pm
 
Valentine stayed quiet unless addressed as the men spoke. It was not that she felt she had to, though it was probably seen as more appropriate due to the local customs. Though the customs were dying off with the younger generations many of the social elite still held to them in social gatherings at least. It had nothing to do with any of that, though as it was more so that her mind was too busy, plus she did not yet feel completely comfortable with who she was anymore. She had been doing well fighting off the scared Valentine that had been controlling her the last few days, but sometimes it was harder than other to succeed. Being close to Hondo helped, but she did not feel comfortable talking about her discomfort in such a place let alone in front of Hondo’s new friend, who was seen as a rather prestigious figure in this country. She knew that’s not why Hondo had befriended him, as he just did not work that way. He treated people for who they were, not what position they held or what notoriety they might have possessed. This meant she could probably trust Yuudai, and he already knew of the attacks on her, but she did not wish to appear a weak wife.
 
 
 In Japan the weak wife seemed to be what a lot of men liked, at least the appearance of weakness in them, but Hondo had always bragged to others about how strong she was. He often called her his Warrior Queen. She knew she could not match his strength in many ways, but she had been stronger than other women in his life. In some areas of which she was strongest in, he was weaker, which allowed their strengths to compliment each other nicely. Even though she still had these strengths, the fear in her made her question them and tore her confidence from her. She was still the same woman she had been but she did not feel that way. She did her best to hide how she felt at times like this, but it was not because she feared further embarrassment to herself. What she feared was embarrassing the man she loved, embarrassing and letting him down when he needed her the most.  
 
 
Another dignitary came up and momentarily spoke with Yuudai in their native tongue, allowing Hondo a moment to look over at his wife. He saw a far away, despondent look in her eyes which grabbed his attention.  
 
 
“Darlin’? You alright?” He asked with a frown.
 
 
She looked up at him in a bit of surprise as his voice half startled her as it yanked her from her own thoughts.
 
 
“Oh! Uh, no.. I mean yes… I mean, ..I’m fine. Just…just lost in thought, I guess.” She stammered a bit as she searched for words.
 
 
She tried to force a smile but it came across weak and ingenuine which made his frown deepen as he shook his head.
 
 
“Can’t say as I believe that. You’re eyes say differently. If it’s all too much for ya I can talk to Jefe an’ see ‘bout leanin’ early.” He replied.
 
 
She shook her head, “No, please don’t… I fear he finds me incapable enough these days… especially after I questioned him on things.”
 
 
Hondo shook his head, “I reckon he’s worried ‘bout you, is all. He’s got a lot on his mind though an’ has his hands full enough as is with that blond, bi-polar catastrophe waiting to happen!”
 
 
Yuudai turned back to Hondo with an apologetic look, “My friends, looks like I have some business to attend to. I will look for you later if I conclude with it quickly.”
 
 
Hondo turned to him with a nod, “No worries. We understand.”
 
 
Yuudai stood up and gave them both a short bow, “Until later then, Sackett-sans.”
 
 
Hondo nodded back as Yuudai grinned, then turned with a bit of a flourish, and took off towards a private meeting room with one of his guards, a couple other dignitaries, and a rather subdued looking young woman carrying a black leather laptop bag. Hondo watched them until they were out of sight before turning back to valentine who sat there looking at him with a sad look.
 
 
“I do somethin’ wrong?” He asked
 
 
“Why do you hate Gadget now?” She asked
 
 
He gave her a bit of a frustrated sigh and shook his head as he downed the last of his drink. He swallowed and shook his head again as he looked at her.
 
 
“I’ve told you I don’t hate her.” He replied  
 
 
“When you used to talk about her, even though it was rare, you seemed sad. Now you seem irritated.” She said.
 
 
“Because I am irritated with her! She’s causin’ drama. We get enough drama without her ‘round. I’ve heard the girls whisperin’ ‘round the house ‘bout her an' Jefe, an’ since she’s been here all I’ve gotten was mixed signals from her! She’s wantin’ help, then she’s accusin’ me, then she wants friendship, then she’s treatin’ me like I’m in her way, then she wants forgiveness. Hell, Jefe sees it as he pretty well told me to stay away from her without witnesses! You’d think she'd of had her share of hell to where she’d be wantin’ less drama, maybe be a bit more serious an’ subdued, but she’s actin’ like a hormonal teenage! I’m not sure if she wants to be friends, blames me for leavin’ when I was forced to, still just sees me as some killer, or wants to make me jealous that she’s with Jefe now. So, yeah I’m irritated.” He replied with a snippy edge to his voice.
 
 
Valentine frowned and looked down, “This wouldn’t have happened if I had just..”
 
 
He cut her off, “Don’t say get her an’ I together an’ leave! If you saw that from my perspective you’d see how hurtful that is.”
 
 
She gave him a questioning look, “How is that hurtful?”
 
 
“Because it would hurt me if you left me, greatly hurt me, an’ you think sleepin’ with her would stop the drama? That don’t work. Trust me there. So, I’d be angry, hurt, an’ saddled with the drama queen.” He replied
 
 
“I didn’t think about it like that… You’d really hurt if I left?” She asked timidly.
 
 
She tried to sit up straight, but the look on her face made her look like a sad, scared little girl who had lost her parents. He shook his head and took her hand in his, but she stared down at the floor as if she was scared to look at his face.
 
 
“Val, it would probably destroy me. I’ve lost a lot in life but you’ve made it all worthwhile. This here probably isn’t the time or place for this kinda talk, though. Just know I need you an’ I love you. I also don’t hate Gadget, but I’m irritated with her. On top of that I’m not sure I even know her anymore, nor does she know me. We’re different people than we were back then.” He replied with a sigh.
 
 
She looked up at him with those big, sad eyes of hers which had caused him to melt several times, and smiled softly.  
 
 
“I need and love you too. More than I can explain which… which makes me feel bad for you… and Gadget.” She said.
 
 
“Gadget I understand, but why me?” He asked
 
 
“Because I thought I was more than I am. … I see how weak I am now and you deserve better.” She said.
 
 
He shook his head, “I couldn’t do better than you. Never found a woman who fits with me or can understand me like you can. Though the last few days your mistrust of yourself has made ya not understand me like ya used to. I’d like the confident Val back, but that doesn’t mean I love ya or want ya any less how you are now.”
 
 
She nodded understandingly as she looked down at his hand holding hers. Her thoughts were disturbed when the bartender placed another double whiskey on the bar for Hondo and cleared his throat.
 
 
“Ahem… Does lady wishy more drink?” He asked in broken English.
 
 
Valentine looked at the bartender then at Hondo then at the bartender again. She shook her head after a moment.
 
 
“No thank you.” She replied to the bartender before turning back to Hondo, “I am stravin’, though, and you’re talkin’ faster than normal which means you should eat too if you plan to keep drinkin’ here tonight.” She said softly.
 
 
He nodded after a moment and stood up with his drink in his right hand. He offered her his left arm which she took with a bashful smiled.
 
 
Hondo smiled at her softly as she took his arm, “I’d say you are right. Got talkin’ an’ forgot to eat or get you somethin’. Why don’t we go get some food then see ‘bout findin’ Jefe. If he doesn’t know ‘bout that German menace that’s here he needs to know sooner rather than later.”
 
 
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A dark, hooded figure crept through the shadows as she carefully took the long way back to make sure she was not being followed back. Once she was sure she was alone she slipped into a large group of unkempt hedges and slipped down through the rusty doors into the tunnel that lead to the basement of the house that stood not far off. She entered quietly, leaving only the sound of her breath, the light crunch of dirt on the cement floor, and the faint whirring of motors and gears as she moved. As she looked around she saw the basement empty. She took off her hood to see and hear better, her mechanically modified ears twitching as she listened for noise, but neither her eyes nor ears picked up anything.
 
 
“Zoey?... Zoey?... Zoey?! Where are you?!” She asked in a loud whisper starting to panic slightly from the lack of an answer.
 
 
As she stood there a thumping sound, like someone slowly descending the stairs from the house was heard. She crouched back and snarled a bit waiting and hoping it was not one of the black suits. As the figure reached the end of the stairs Tonya’s mechanical eye picked up the image of a small figure with a crutch looped over one arm as she held onto the stair rail to slowly make her way down.
 
 
“Zoey!” Tonya said with a tinge of anger in her voice.  
 
 
The young cripple girl gasped in surprise.
 
 
Tonya?!” her slightly mechanical voice asked.
 
 
“I told you to stay down here while I was gone! You scared me to death!” She replied with a worried and frustrated growl.
 
 
Zoey hung her head and stood there for a moment.
 
 
“Sorry.” She said softly after a moment.
 
 
“What were you doing up there?” Tonya ask a bit harshly.
 
 
I…I just liked being in a real house. This basement is damp and cold… It hurts my stumps.  I…I thought you’d be gone longer so I slipped up there for a bit to sit on the couch as it is more comfortable and I don’t hurt as bad sitting on it… I was being quiet and I was going to be back down before you got back, honest!” She said, her eye looking at her begging for understanding.
 
 
Tonya nodded and slumped back into a chair. She had been tired enough as it was but that adrenaline surge too a lot out of her, especially since she had not eaten lately.
 
 
“I’m sorry.. You just had me worried. When I didn’t see you I thought… I thought…” Tonya stammered.
 
 
Zoey used her crutch and limped over to Tonya, “You thought the black suits got me?
 
 
Tonya sighed and nodded, “I thought I’d failed you… I’m not sure I could handle that.”
 
 
Zoey wrapped her arms around Tonya and laid her head on Tonya’s shoulder. Tonya tried to hold back the tears that threatened to fall but a couple escaped. She at least kept herself from crying, though she dearly wanted to. Though she was only fifteen she had seen more than most adults had and had taken this better than most would, but child in her cried for someone to love and protect her. It was all wearing on her badly.
 
 
After a bit Zoey let go of her and looked at her expectantly.
 
 
You did get back pretty early. Did you find food?” She asked
 
 
Tonya sniffed and wiped her good eye before giving Zoey a smile and a nod, “Yes, I found some good stuff, you’ll like this.”
 
 
Tonya pulled out some fresh French bread, cheese with no mold and in a wrapper still, some lunch meat, some fresh fruit and vegetables, as well as some bottled water and soda-pop. Zoey’s jaw dropped at first as she looked at it.
 
 
Am… am I dreaming?” She asked.
 
 
Tonya shook her head, “No, it's real.”
 
 
Zoey squealed with delight and grabbed a soda-pop and some carrot sticks. She ate them quickly and sighed happily as the food touched her empty stomach and made her feel better. She looked up at Tonya with a smile and then frowned.
 
 
You not eating? Why?” She asked
 
 
Tonya shrugged, “Just want to save it for you. You need your energy.”
 
 
Zoey shook her head and ripped the bread in half then in half again. She made two small sandwiches with it and gave one to Tonya with an apple.
 
 
Please eat, Tonya. There’s plenty here for tomorrow still too. You are getting weak too and I can’t carry you if you get sick or something.” Zoey said in a worried tone.  
 
 
Tonya nodded after a moment and took the sandwich and apple from her. Zoey tried to hand her a soda-pop too but Tonya refused it.
 
 
“You keep those for you… I was never big one sweet stuff anyway,“ She said, lying to get Zoey to keep it.
 
 
Zoey nodded and sat it on a shelf.
 
 
Tonya stood up after a moment, “You should get some sleep. I set that cot up for you down here.”
 
 
What you going to do?” Zoey asked.
 
 
“I’m going to go upstairs and watch for a bit. There’s a balcony I should be able to sit on in the dark and not be seen. I need to see if I can spot the next place to grab food…. We.. we both need to eat more than this if we are to escape from those who want us.” She said.
 
 
Can I come up with you?” Zoey asked.
 
 
Tonya shook her head, “No. You can come upstairs tomorrow. Just get some sleep.”
 
 
Zoey nodded and took and apple and went and sat on the cot.  
 
 
Tonya took her sandwich and apple and headed upstairs to a second-floor balcony. She cracked one of the doors open and peered out cautiously. Seeing nothing to worry about she slipped out and sat on the floor with her back against the wall, keeping her body well within the shadows. As she sat there she ate her sandwich and sipped on some water she brought with her. After the sandwich was gone she reached deeply into one of her pockets and pulled out a small steel flask. She had found it at that house and after inspecting it she slipped it into her pocket. She had never drank any alcohol, other than some clear stuff that the lab scientists had forced into her a few times to measure her bionics reaction to her being drunk. It was a rough, burning alcohol, though, and did not have the woody smell that this one had. She popped the top open and sniffed it again. She was not sure what it was but she was sure someone there must have had it for fun. She took swallow and it burned her throat, but not as bad as the other had. She coughed and bit and struggled for her first breath but this was definitely different than what she had before. She took another drink and this one did not burn as much but left a sort of a good taste in her mouth. She thought she might like this stuff, though at the moment she would have taken that rough stuff they had forced into her before. As the alcohol started to hit her it left her feeling warm inside and relaxed much of her sore body. She had not felt this good in a long time, so she sat back with a sigh.
 
 
As she sat there a shooting star flashed overhead. It had been a long time since she believed in anything like wishes or had much hopes other than to survive the night, but for some reason she dare let herself hope and wish. As the flash of light flew through the sky she wished for someone to love her and Zoey, to care for them and not hurt them anymore. She wished for someone who would let her be her and keep them both safe so they did not have to run or dig through the garbage for food anymore.
 
 She munched on her apple for a bit as she finished off the flask, thinking on how good a life that could be. It was not a life filled with money or ease, but it was filled with love, laughter, sleep, and decent meals. She did not remember exactly when she finally came inside, but it was well before dawn. She stumbled a bit and half fell down the first flight of stairs, but it did not hurt so much as make noise. She finally gave up and plopped into an old arm chair in the living room and passed out cold. It was the first time in a long time she had slept through the night.
 
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Zoey finished her apple and drank some water then laid down to sleep. She laid there for only a moment before getting up, and with great difficulty she managed to get on her knees beside her bed. She folded her hands and bowed her head to pray. As she spoke into the darkness a tear fell from her only eye and landed on her blanket.
 
God?... It’s me, Zoey... I know I’ve not talked to you in a long time… not since I lost mommy and daddy and those people hurt me... I begged you to not let them hurt me but they did… I don’t know why you let them hurt me… I don’t know why you let this happen… but please God… please help us… Tonya and I… we need a new Mommy and Daddy… we can’t do this for much longer… please, please let us find someone who will love us and not hurt us anymore… we’re so hungry, tired, and hurt so bad… please.” She prayed.
 
She stayed there a moment longer in silence almost hoping for an immediate answer. Hearing nothing but silence she struggled back into the bed, crawled under the blankets and cried softly.
 
Why won’t you help us?” She sobbed softly.
 
She cried until she cried herself to sleep, but as usual it was not a good sleep as her little body was wracked with pain from multiple bionic change outs and failed experiments.
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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 #222 - Jul 28th, 2021, 5:37pm
 
Victor went to the back after he done reconnaissance as he went to the back, then see other Gang members Mouse, Rats, Cats, Dogs, Birds and Geishas too. As the males putting their ninja outfit on and getting out their weapons: Swords, Bo Staffs, Throwing Stars, Darts, Bows and Arrows, Staffs and Sais.  
 
Victor: You remember what your mission is?  
 
They nod.  
 
Victor: Good. Fernando must be eliminated and same as his friends. We will leave Chip in jail for his crimes too. Also don’t kill the Emperor yet. He must be taught a lesson of not going againts my boss.  
 
They are bowing.  
 
Victor: Good Wait until I give the single. Right now they are looking for us.  
 
Then Victor went back out and does some more reconnaissance as he was looking around.  
 
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Charles was with Widget, Dale and Foxglove while they enjoying their day. Then eating some food too as they looking at the night sky.  
 
Maggie was inspecting every food make sure it was not poisoned since she got a hard stomach and not get sick.  
 
Burborn was with her too and making sure she was not attack since she was going to be busy.  
 
Victor came back while standing guard like a Tokyo Policeman would and looking around while keep recording Fernando and the Emperor.  
 
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Chip was laying on his bed and watching Japanese TV since they let him watch TV. That was it and he was thinking. *Did I screw up my life. Made it worst and Cause the Rescue Rangers that I built be destroy by my own greed? NO but Fernando Did he did this to me. I wish he would be dead and levee me be.*  
 
 
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Reply #223 - Aug 2nd, 2021, 10:12pm
 
In the Trattadora (a fancy restaurant in Rome), Tammy is having a dinner meal wither friends from the SWA.
 
“So how is the little troublemaker?” Priscilla teases Tammy about Francesca.
 
“She is no problem at all, almost like the perfect baby.” Tammy almost brags.
 
“How is her father?” Marco asks.
 
“Don’t ever mention that name ever again.” Tammy almost growls at Marco.
 
“I see...” Marco backs away.
 
“So the bastard is trying to impose his will on you?” Priscilla hints to an abusive relationship.
 
“I do not want to talk about it. At least I am safe here.” Tammy begins. She then asks, “Anyway I can him arrested if he sets foot in Italy?”
 
“We can work things out.” Ferro points out.
 
“Good. I fear for my life because of him.” Tammy piles it on high and thick.
 
“We take care of ourselves, so don’t worry. You will be protected.” Marco throws in.
 
“Good.” Tammy replies.
 
 
[Emperor’s Palace, Tokyo Japan – 11-something PM]
 
After sending his daughters home, Fernando walks back to the palace and into the Grand Ball Room. The party there continues to go on, as they seem to go well after midnight. Gadget is sitting down with a second plate of various objects for the two of them. Fernando walks back to his table and takes his seat long after Gadget had sat herself. He looks over what she had put together, more of the same just less of it.
 
“Thank you.” Fernando tells her.
 
Gadget smiles at him. She then takes her chopsticks and picks up a piece of sushi and puts it towards his face. Fernando parries the sushi slightly, making her wonder as to what he is doing.
 
“Before anything, Gadget, you have to prepare the sushi. You do that by taking a slice of pickled ginger and laying it on the sushi. You could eat the sushi as is, but then you have to eat the pickled ginger soon after. As you know, sushi is raw fish. Raw fish, though it has been frozen with liquid nitrogen to kill off most germs and parasites, can contain some unwanted things in it. Pickled Ginger acts as a medicine and kills what germs and parasites might be in the raw fish. I prefer that the pickled ginger slice is put on top of the sushi. Then for added benefit dipped into the wasabi soy sauce mixture before it is eaten. Wasabi, like the pickled ginger also kills what germs and parasites might be in the fish.” He explains. “Now try it: grab a slice of ginger and put it on the sushi, pick up the sushi and dip it into wasabi soy sauce and then offer it to me.”
 
Gadget as to think about the orders of operation he gave before executing her plan of giving her ‘date’ a piece of offered sushi. A slice of pickled ginger on top of the selected sushi, then picks up the sushi and dips it into the wasabi soy sauce before offering it to Fernando. He leans over to her and takes the offered sushi in his mouth. He swallows it after chewing on it for a while.
 
“Thank you.” He tells her.
 
“I should be thanking you for all that you done for me.” She replies.
 
“Let’s not get to that again. You owe me nothing. You do owe everybody a better you now that all those things that held and controlled you in negative light are now gone.” He tells her.
 
She gives him a blank stare.
 
He retorts, “I do not care about past history and I know that you and Hondo were a couple before you and Chip got together. How you and he deal with what is left of the relationship, he has to respect you as you have to respect him because you two work for me. Also, he’s a married man; you are a married woman going through issues with your marriage and potential loss of your husband due to the death sentence he is under. Yes, I’m married too and we are having an affair but that is beside the point. What I’m trying to get at is you and Hondo are going to clash because one is going to think they can continue from where things were in the past. The both of you need to talk about what you two had is not what you have now. Friendship is an option if it is respectful and kept to an arm’s length. But you two have to work with each other and in that work, there is to be no conflict because of past history or attitude. Like it not I already spoke to Hondo about it shortly after the chip removal from your head. So I need you to work with him on a few technical things when they come in.”
 
Gadget nods like a dejected child.
 
He throws in, “Look, I’m not telling you what to do, I am advising that what differences you and Hondo have need to be addressed and dealt with because you two will be working together sooner or later in this mission because I need something done and I trust you two in your technical expertise to get it done. Past issues and drama do not apply to the here and now. Only the ability of dealing with technology the both of you can do applies. Nothing more.”
 
Gadget looks down at herself.
 
Fernando lets out a sigh. He then says, “Look. It is getting late and we should be going home. But first we are going to finish this food and tell everyone to get ready to go or at least do as they want after leaving the palace. The girls are already at home, so that is not a problem there. So let’s enjoy what we have for the rest of the night.”
 
He then prepares a sushi roll and picks it up with his chopsticks, putting the morsel to her mouth. She opens her mouth and chomps on it, chewing on it for a few seconds before swallowing. Gadget manages to get a small ceramic jug of sake.
 
“How about a drink then?” She asks, as she pours the contents of the small jug into small ceramic cups.
 
“As the driver between us, you know I can not drink. But go ahead, knock yourself out.” He tells her.
 
“Oh, so you want to me to get all drunk and then take me to your place and take advantage of me while I am drunk?” She says seriously.
 
“I think we have been taking advantage of each other long before alcohol was brought in.” He tells her. He then adds “Why the sake? You are not a drinker.”
 
“Well, everyone would think so, but under Chip’s abuse, I was hitting the bottle from time to time to keep myself numb to what was going on. Besides, I’m a woman in my 30s. I’m allowed an occasional drink once in a while.” She tells her.
 
“You just turned 30, but that is a point that is neither here nor there. Soon you will be a single woman again, the question is, what are you going to do about it?” He says and asks. He then throws in “A woman whose body was restored to a pristine state from when she was just entering her 20s, so she’s not exactly in her 30s, not physically.”
 
“Yeah, about that. You said that you may need me to be aged reversed to a young teen?” She asks.
 
“That depends on the outcome of certain thing happening in the mission, which is doubtful. But if I had to send somebody young, I rather send somebody with experience than to send in one of my girls. Besides, somebody I have to send in would have to be a mouse as well.” He explains.
 
“Oh.” Gadget replies.
 
Hondo walks up to them as they eat part of their meal.
 
“Howdy Jefe, Gadget...” Hondo says as he sits in a chair across from them.
 
“What’s up Hondo?” Fernando asks.
 
“While speakin’ with my friend, I had a stranger interrupt us. He claimed to be Menegele.” Hondo explains.
 
“Yes. I also had a meeting with him. And as far as I know, it is a clone of him, complete with his memories and abilities.” Fernando explains.
 
“Then, what shall we do?” Hondo asks.
 
“He’s only come to play cards at the table, so let him play. But also, let him show his cards first and never show him yours until the end. And if he is here, so are his friends.” Fernando explains.
 
“I figured as much.” Hondo replies. “What is next to do?”  
 
Though not far away, Charles approaches them as he listened to their conversation. Eventually he sits down in the other seat of the table.
 
“Hondo, Fernando, Gadget.” Charles calls out to them.
 
“What’s up Charles?” Fernando asks.
 
“I too noticed some strange individuals hanging about.” Charles says to them.
 
“I noticed a couple of them, but that is why I have you with us. You can deal with them as you see fit.” Fernando tells him.
 
Charles nods, he then asks, “Like Hondo asked, what’s next?”
 
“Time to go home and relax. I have to do a few things before I go back so do not wait up late for me. In fact, do not wait up for me at all.” Fernando explains.
 
“Going after Tammy?” Hondo asks.
 
“No, but due to the time zone differences, I will be contacting her former agency in Italy as it should be early afternoon over there. I’ll return when I am done.” Fernando explains.
 
“Good enough.” Hondo replies “See you when you get home.”  
 
“See you.” Fernando tells him.
 
“See you too.” Charles says before he gets up to his wife and guests.
 
Hondo gets up and heads to Val, where they sit for a couple of more minutes before getting up and leaving. Fernando and Gadget continued to finish off their meal.
 
The party continues but Fernando cleans up his table and takes Gadget to say goodbye to the Emperor, technically, as he requests some time to use his office to contact the SWA in Italy. He is given permission to use the facilities as needed. He takes Gadget back to his office space and into the personal living suite. He tells Gadget to relax as he has to go to the car and get his laptop. It takes him a few seconds to teleport to the car; get the laptops and teleport back into his room. Gadget was taking off her dress when he returns. He sets up the laptops on his desk and connects them to the palace’s WIFI. He accesses a couple of random WebPages to test the connection. He then sends an email to Marco at the SWA. Hopefully Marco will answer back in a couple of hours.
 
He then walks to the bed to sit and relax. Gadget, who is now in just her bra and panties, walks on her knees on the bed to get behind him and hold him from behind.
 
“Are we spending the night over here?” She asks.
 
“It depends on how fast I get an answer from Italy.” He explains.
 
“Oh.” Gadget replies. After a second of silence, she asks, “How about joining me in bed? We do not have to do anything if it bothers you that we might be recorded.”
 
He thinks about it for a moment. He then gets up and starts taking off his clothes down to his briefs and folds them up neatly to pile them next to her on the room’s dresser. He then gets onto the bed and lies down on it, staring at the ceiling. She joins him and lies down on her side next to him, facing him.
 
“You OK?” She asks.
 
“Just angry at the whole situation. I mean, Tammy and Chip and what they done.” He says.
 
“Well, if you need me, I am here.” She tells him.
 
“Thanks.” He replies.
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Reply #224 - Aug 5th, 2021, 6:10pm
 
After leaving Fernando, Hondo goes and sits back down with Valentine.
 
 
“What did he say?” Valentine asked
 
 
“He already knows an’ suggests we do nothin’ for now.” He replied
 
 
“Any other plans tonight?” She asked.
 
 
He shook his head, “I reckon not, figure it’s getting’ late, we were here, seen, an’ we got through the party without any excitement, so I say we eat an’ call it a night.”
 
 
Valentine nodded, as she ate some of her food. Hondo dug into his without saying anything more and they both finished up what they had fairly fast. It’s not that they ate fast, though Hondo had a decent appetite at times and could put away a full meal fast, but they had only taken a little to pacify their stomachs for now in case something went awry.  
 
 
Once done eating Hondo and Valentine picked up their dirty dishes and placed them at the server’s dish drop-off before heading towards the door. Hondo peered back momentarily and saw Fernando and Gadget still talking and eating at one table while Charles and his crew were not far away. He did not see Monty, though, and had not seen him all night. He shrugged and continued out towards the door, figuring that Monty was an adult and could either stay in touch with his ride or find his own way home.
 
 
As they headed out the door a voice called out to them.
 
 
“Hondo! Valentine! Wait up!” The voice called
 
 
Hondo turned to see Jeanette running towards them, or trying to run but her skirt would not allow for full steps.
 
 
They stopped and he let off a frustrated sigh as they waited for her to catch up. As she approached Hondo spoke up.  
 
 
“What is it?” He asked a bit harshly.
 
 
“Uhmm… I hate to ask, but… I sorta angered Fernando by failing to stay with Tammy, so… could I get a ride back with you?” She asked.
 
 
Hondo scowled, “Figures, you talk nice to me ‘cause you want somethin’.”
 
 
Jeanette sighed, “Look, I figure you like me about as much as I like you, which is not at all. I wish Fernando had thrown you out of the plane on that first mission to rescue Bink! But, we are hear and I’m not going away and you’re not going away so we might as well be civil.”
 
 
“You mean, you need that ride so you’ll be nice for the moment.” Hondo replied.
 
 
“Pretty much.” Jeanette replied.
 
 
Hondo shook his head, “Alright, fine. Just don’t say anythin’.”  
 
 
She nodded and followed them out to the car. As the got to the car they found Monty standing not far away smoking.
 
 
“Are you smokin’, jack?” Hondo said
 
 
Monty jumped as he had not heard them come up. He dropped the cigarette on the ground, stomped on it and swore.
 
 
“Blood Chunder! Ya scared me, skippah!” Monty exclaimed
 
 
“I thought we talked ‘bout situational awareness?” Hondo replied coldly.
 
 
“Was jest lost in thought, Skippah, but I’m workin’ on it.” He said.
 
 
“You tryin’ to hide that you’re smokin’ now?” Hondo asked as he pointed at the cigarette butt that suck half out from under his shoe.
 
 
Monty sighed, “I reckon I am ashamed of it a bit. I quit when I joined the rangers. The stress an’ all jest was getting’ to me. Plus, it helps curb me appetite.”
 
 
“Don’t hide shit lie that from me! I don’t give a rats-ass that ya smoke, but hidin’ it is just like lyin’! Now, you should have let me know you were comin’ out here. Not safe to be alone for any of us right now.” Hondo said sharply.
 
 
“Sorry, Skippah. Wasn’t meanin’ to lie, and I wasn’t tryin’ to sneak out neither. It’s jest that all those stuffed shirts an’ all thet pompous bloody bullcrap makes me feel uncomfortable. I didn’t want to bother you or the missus, an’ I wans’t ‘bout to talk to Fernando an’ get me head ripped off an’ shit in! So, I jest come out.” Monty said apologetically.  
 
 
Hondo sighed and shook his head, “Listen, you’re partly my responsibility, so at least let me know next time.”
 
 
Monty nodded, “Aye, skippah.”
 
 
“Alright, lets go get back an’ get some sleep.” Hondo said as he unlocked the car with the remote and opened the rear door.
 
 
He opened the passenger door and folded the seat forward to let Monty and Jeanette slide in. Jeanette slid in first since she was the smaller of the two and Monty squeezed in next. Hondo then put the seat back and helped Valentine into the car. She smiled at him as he helped her, as they both knew she did not need the help but he enjoyed doing it and he liked that he made an effort to show her care.
 
 
Hondo climbed in the driver seat and took off towards the apartments. It took little time to get there as it was after midnight and traffic had settled down. Hondo pulled into the drive and off to the side so that Fernando and Charles had plenty of room to park. He helped Valentine out, and then moved the seat so the other two could get out as well. True to Hondo’s request, Jeanette stayed silent the whole ride and the only thing she said after was “Thank you for the ride”, before she headed off to her shared room.  
 
 
Monty had another smoke, as he sat in a chair in the yard, but he seemed more relaxed this time, since Hondo knew and had not judged him for it. Valentine headed up to her and Hondo’s shared room, straight away, while Hondo lingered a while. As Monty smoked Hondo did a walk around the house. The trash can lids were off the cans, but they had been emptied earlier that day so he thought nothing of it. Once Monty was Done he made a quick set of round in the house, finding it empty as everyone there had gone to bed. Seeing nothing unusual he went to the room and stripped down to his boxers before throwing a pair of jeans back on. He looked around for the flask he left on the dresser but could not find it.
 
 
“Darlin’, you see that flask I had in here?” He asked Valentine who was in the bathroom.
 
 
“It was on the dresser last I saw it.” She called back.
 
 
He looked a bit more then gave up and filled a glass before going out on the porch to smoke a cigarillo. Before long Valentine came out wrapped in a blanket and leaned against him.
 
 
“Aren’t you cold without a shirt?” She asked.
 
 
He exhaled some smoke and shook his head, “Naw… ‘specially not when you’re beside me.”
 
 
They stood there together for a bit in silence just staring out into the night. After a bit Valentine sighed.
 
 
“I’m getting tired. You coming to bed?” She asked.
 
 
He nodded, “In a minute, I reckon.”
 
 
She nodded and went back inside while he stood there and finished his whiskey and cigarillo. He squinted a bit into the night as he felt like he was being watch, but could not figure from where.  
 
 
He sighed and shook his head after a bit and headed back inside. HE locked the door once inside and stripped back down to his boxers and headed over to the bed and climbed under the sheets. Valentine rolled over and snuggled into his chest. A sigh of contentment coming from her as he put his arms around her. It was not very much longer before they were both asleep.
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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
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Reply #225 - Aug 6th, 2021, 2:28pm
 
A cloaked figure moved through the night, staying in the shadows as she moved through the streets. She carried a bag in her mechanical hand, as she headed to a housing district with purpose. At one particular house, she paused and watched to make sure no one was lurking about who might see her. She scribbled a note in Japanese as she leaned against a tree in the darkness watching.  
 
 
The note read: Quote:
Sargent Satō, I believe this belongs to you, or more correctly you belong to it
since you were paid so well to leave it to pray on the people of this city while you neglected your duty.
And for what? Money. You have no honor. Clean up your ways or you will soon share the same fate as this one.

 
 
She folded the note carefully and using a safety pin, pinned it to the stem of a white rose she pulled carefully from her cloak. She glanced around once more, to be sure she was free from onlookers, then using the shadows she moved to the house’s door. There she reached into the bag and pulled a severed head from it, of which she laid at the door and placed the rose stem in its mouth. She then rang the doorbell and disappeared again into the night.
 
 
The head she had removed from the shoulders of a drug dealing pimp of whom had been under the protection of this crooked cop from some time. She had no love for the scum of the city, but she blamed the police for most of their violence. She did not blame those trying to get ahead, even if what they did was wrong, until they screwed up, at least, and their actions took innocent lives. She had her eye on this pimp for a while, but he seemed to run a good business, that was until he forced an underage teen girl to work for him and when she freaked out he overdosed her. As much as she hated the pimp for what he had done, she hated the police more. In her mind she already had plans on how to make this cop pay, but for now she’d let him sweat. That made her revenge in the end all the sweeter.
 
 
Akumu, as those in the Japanese underworld knew her as, headed across town and to the roof of a school where she had been staked out the last few nights. She usually got there earlier, but the business with the pimp and crooked cop needed handled first, so her stake-out came second. The stakeout was not business, though neither was the deal with the pimp.  
 
 
She had three aspects of her work and prowling, as she saw it. First there was business, the jobs she did to stay in money that kept her arm repaired, that kept her in food, clothing, and gear, and that helped her pay off contacts and suppliers. Second there was vendetta, she blamed the police for the evil that happened in this town, and she would make them pay. Third there was personal, though part of her vendetta, there were those there that night she lost everything who she blamed. She blamed them for her injuries, blamed for not doing things right earlier to stop it all, blamed for not looking for her afterwards, blamed them for what evil had since befallen her, and blamed them for the death of her one, true friend, Molly. She had felt so alone in the days that followed, alone and weak from loss of blood and an arm. She was not sure she would ever be whole again, but she was helped. After the loneliness came bitterness. The loneliness never truly left but the sadness that had been was replaced by a bitter, angry feeling that made her want to make all those involved pay a heavy price, like one she paid.
 
 
This stake out registered more in the range of personal. She was not sure if this one should pay or not, as he had been the only one to actually try to do something and he was an outsider restricted by his own agency and government, but he had got most of the glory for the job done and that made her question if he could not have done more. She had not heard of him back on her native soil in a long time, though, but it was obvious he still held prestige and a place of honor with the emperor. She wondered why he was here, who would die this time, and would it all be worth it? For now, she watched, watched him and his agents, if agents they were. She noted a strangeness about the group. They seemed more like friends or even family instead of co-workers. A part of her that missed the days when she too had a family cried out for it once again, but her bitterness crushed it out like a used-up cigarette butt. All in all, it was a puzzle to her. She noticed the cowboy looking one out and about the most, especially in the evening. She was not sure what he did or how he fit in into all of this, but she noticed how he watched over the group as if he was a sentinel for their safety at times but also seemed to work autonomous at times. The one she watched seemed to have an assistant of who she speculated was more for ass than assistance, especially the way she had seen her hang off him in the darkness when they thought they were alone.
 
 
As she pulled out her scope and looked at the dorm house in which they were staying, she saw the cowboy out on the porch in the dark, shirtless and smoking. The well-built woman with dark red hair, of whom she had seen him with during the day before, leaned on his shoulder wrapped in a blanket. After a while she moved back inside leaving the cowboy to smoke and stare off into the night. She tried to focus in on his eyes as she wondered who he was and what he was thinking. At one point she could swear he was staring right at her, as if he saw her, but she knew that was impossible. He stared off in the distance in another direction too, off to her right, so intently that it made her scan off to her right as well. As she did so, she did not see anything at first until the faint light leakage of an older model night vision scope caught her eye on a higher building to the right and almost behind her. A man knelt, staring through a rifle scope as if aimed at the cowboy. He did not seem to be aiming so much as observing, like she was.  
 
 
She looked back at the cowboy then scanned the area behind and beside the dorm house to see if there was anyone else. At first, she saw nothing until a faint glow of an IR light on the balcony of a boarded-up house caught her eye. She had to readjust the brightness on her scope to see what was there but what she saw made her almost audibly gasp. It was a cyborg girl! Her description matched, at least in part, what she was given about the two she was supposed to find for Kurayami. She normally would have been excited about stumbling across her like this but there was something there that stirred old feelings, feelings of pain, loneliness and sorrow. As she looked at the girl she could see she was only about fourteen or fifteen maybe, but there was something there that said she had seen more than most, which was something Akumu could relate to. The girl looked up at the stars with a longing in her good eye and tear stains on her cheek. Her cybernetic limbs looked rugged but a bit crude, especially for a young teen like her. If it had been a soldier or the like, she would have understood it all, but it did not all makes sense yet. Akumu had some ideas on the subject, but she wished to watch more and make a more complete judgement once she had seen the other.  
 
 
As she watched her she looked back down at where the cowboy had stood but found him gone. She looked back up at the girl for a moment but then a chill ran through her body as if there was ice injected into her veins. She spun around and looked back at the building where the other watcher was at and saw his gun pointed at her. She heard a whistling sound and rolled off to the side, just as a bullet impacted where she had been only milliseconds before. She cussed softly as she hunkered down behind the brick roof access and its steel door and waited.  
 
 
She heard nothing else after an hour of waiting, so she picked the lock and went down into the school, down to its basement and accessed the sewer system by a manhole cover there.  She cussed at the smell and the wetness and swore to burn her clothes and shoes when she got back home. She would have to find a different vantage point to watch from now, but she now also had new personal work to attend to.  
 
 
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“Damn! Missed that puta!” the man behind the rifle growled in a Spanish sounding accent.
 
 
“Dummkopf! I told you to leave her alone until we got word!” A German sounding voice shouted in his earpiece.  
 
 
“She saw me, so she had to die!” He barked back.
 
 
“But she did not die and might can identify you! You could have ruined the whole mission, dummkopf!!” The voice yelled back.
 
 
He sighed, “Don’t worry, I will kill this pendeja.”
 
 
“Nein! Leave her be unless she comes after you. I will try to salvage this operation. We might need to give him a heavier dose, but we need a blood sample somehow.” The German voice said.
 
 
 
“Fine! I’ll let the bitch be for now and work on a plan to drain some of this bastard’s blood.” He growled in reply.
 
 
“Do not wound him too bad! We do not want blood-loss to effect the test outcome.” The voice in the earpiece ordered.
 
 
“Si, si. I will only hurt him a little.” He replied
 
 
“Good! Report back at the same time tomorrow. Bis dann.” The voice said.
 
 
“Si, Adios.” He replied as he pressed the end call button on his earpiece.
 
 
He looked through the scope but did not see the woman, as she had either left or was still hiding. He watched for a while longer before looking back at the dorm house and at the now empty balcony.
 
 
He smiled evilly as he looked at Hondo’s room door, “Si, Señor Sackett, I will only hurt you a little… a little several hundred times over!”
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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
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Reply #226 - Aug 6th, 2021, 9:58pm
 
Kneeling behind where he sat, Gadget wraps her arms around him, holding him. Though he is going through his own issues with Tammy, she is trying to hide how much her tribulations with Chip is effecting her, with intimacy and sex with her new found partner being the only form of release that she obtain.
 
Trying to change the subject of so much grief, strife and anger, Gadget asks, “Fernando, what if from what we are doing, I end up pregnant?” She asks, adding, “Neither you or I are using any protection in what we did.”
 
After a long moment of silence, he asks, “Would you want to continue doing what we do without protection?”
 
Gadget immediately answers, “For right or wrong, I would.”
 
“Even if it means you could end up pregnant?” He asks.
 
“Yes.” She answers.
 
“Then what ever decision you decide, I would back you up fully with. If you decide to keep the child, I support you and the baby as its father. But if you...” he tells her before being interrupted.
 
“I would never have an abortion, no matter whose child it is. No life should be destroyed for the luxury of convenience of another.” She tells him.
 
“Are you pregnant?” He asks.
 
“Not that I can tell.” She says with a smile he cannot see before she kisses him on the cheek. She adds, “And I do not think I am, as if following my cycle that used to be, I’m not in ‘heat’ to get pregnant, not for a long while anyways.”
 
“Then I dare ask when you were in heat last?” He asks.
 
“Well, my cycle is not normal, compared to everyone else, but for my cycle being what it is, I was in heat with the trip over here and it ended when we got to Japan. And it is about every 90 days or so, not monthly like it is for so many women. I do not know why it is but that is how I am.” She explains.
 
“The chip in your head was affecting you that much?” He asks.
 
“No. Nor was it the drugs Chip gave me. I was like that during my teen years and it still is in my adult years. I had doctors check me over and they say except for the delay, things are normal, so I should take it as ‘MY’ normal.” She explains.
 
“So...” He begins to say.
 
“So, if everything continues to be normal, we should be safe to have sex without protection for the next two and a half months.” She injects before he can ask.
 
“Oh.” He replies.
 
“Tammy and Chip still bothering your mind?” She asks.
 
“I’m trying to forget about them but I’m more worried about the Baby Francesca. Mother or not, Tammy hurts her, I will erase her from existence along with Chip.” He says as he holds back his anger.
 
“I understand. Anything you need me to do for you to help out with your baby girl, I’ll be there for you and her.” She tells him.
 
“I need you to be my secretary for now and get this mission done. I have people in Italy keeping an eye on her at her former job with the SWA.” He tells her.
 


At Maria’s B&B a smartphone rings loudly in couple’s room. Eventually it gets answered.
 
“’Ello?” A male voice answers the phone.
 
“Is this Hondo Sackett?” Another male voice replies on the phone, with a slight delay and echo on the line stating that it is a very long distance call.
 
“Depends on who you are.” The male voice replies.
 
“This is Marco from the SWA. Do you remember me?” The voice on the other end says.
 
“Marco? Yes, this is Hondo. What’s going on?” Hondo eventually replies.
 
“I’ll make this short. Tammy arrived in Italy a couple hours ago. She is claiming that her husband Fernando has been physically abusing her. Can you verify any of that story?” Marco asks.
 
“Actually, I’ll tell you how it is: she has been abusing him verbally and emotionally for no apparent reason. It is like she if no longer the Tammy as know and love, as if somebody had replaced her. Fernando has not laid a hand on her.” Hondo explains.
 
“What proof you have of that?” Marco asks.
 
“Well, as soon as we got to the United States, Fernando and I were sent on a mission in South America that lasted more than three months while Tammy stayed in the USA. Then we got sent to Japan and Tammy started to abuse him. We went there straight from South America and Tammy came in from America, so they had not met until they got in Japan. In all that time, Tammy and Fernando were with us most of the time and Fernando did nothing to Tammy to instigate the abuse she started. So she is there now? I did not that she had left.” Hondo explains.
 
“Thanks for the information. She is here now and we will take care of her during her stay.” Marco explains.
 
“If anything changes, let me know immediately.” Hondo tells him.
 
“Ciao...” Marco replies.
 
“Take care.” Hondo replies before the call is cut off.
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Reply #227 - Aug 8th, 2021, 6:42pm
 
Victor then got another call from The Boss.  
 
Boss: Victor, they're heading home; wait to attack them.  
 
Victor: What should we do in the mean time?  
 
Boss: Attack one of Fernando friends, Charles. That will send the message to Fernando that I am not playing.  
 
Victor: Right, but how?  
 
Boss: Remember the project we were using on the teenagers that we took from the high schools around Japan?  
 
Victor: Yeah, I remember.  
 
Boss: We drug them and they will follow any commands. So, have them attack Charles and his team. In the mean while, I will be in Rio, Brazil for a Mafia conference. If they try to arrested any of my men, I will tell them that I was in Rio for some sun and bitches, and they were acting on their own.  
 
Victor: Good alibi, sir.  
 
Boss: Thanks. So, I am leaving you in charge, Victor. Get the message sent and don’t get caught.  
 
Victor: Don’t worry. Once I send them to attack Charles and his team, I will be in southern Japan just enjoying my vacation there.  
 
Boss: Good! Over and out.  
 
They hung up.  
 
*
Next day  
 
Charles: Hey Fernando! Dale, the rest of the team, and I are going to head out. We will get some groceries on the way back.  
 
Fernando: Ok. Be careful.  
 
Widget: Ok, Stay safe, love.  
 
Foxglove: Same here.  
 
Charles: We will.  
 
 
Then they went out.  
 
Charles: Bourbon, stay about 15 Feet from us and watch to make sure we don’t get attacked.  
 
Bourbon: Right, boss.  
 
Then they got into their cars and drove off.  
 
*
At the Clothing store in downtown Tokyo, Charles and Dale were buying more clothing for there wifes. Then 5 teenagers, 2 male mice and 3 female chipmunks, entered. As they saw Charles and Dale, a voice spoke in their ears.  
 
Victor's voice: If you see Charles and his team, attack them. This is the message to be sent to Fernando.  
 
As the voice ended, their eyes turn purple and they walking towards Charles and his team. Rex saw this happen and he radioed Charles.  
 
Rex: Charles, heads up! We got company. 5 teenagers and they are acting strange.  
 
Charles: Right. Over and out. Dale, get ready. We have some company.  
 
Then one of the male teens was going to punch Charles, but Charles got out of the way. He then grab the male mouse teen's arm and kicked the second one. As he looked at them he saw the same Geisha tattoo on his neck and he was shocked. Dale was fighting the 3 female chipmunks teens and managed to knock them out.  
 
Charles: On these two's necks, it's the Geisha tattoo. What does it mean? Did they drug these teens?
 
Dale: Same on the girls necks too.  
 
Then more teenagers with purple eyes came in and as soon as they saw Charles and Dale, they charged them.
 
Charles: OH Boy! Bad Day. RUN!!
 
Then they began to run and the teenagers chased them.  
 
Charles: Guys, we need help now!  
 
Bourbon: I got my own problems here. *Then fighting 6 Teenagers with his rope*  
 
Rex: Same here
 
Maggie: Same here, Dad.  
 
Charles: Once you K.O. the teenagers, regroup in the parking Garage downtown.  
 
Rex, Bourbon, and Maggie: Right  
 
Dale: Man, this is not good!  
 
Charles calls Fernando as they run: “Uh, Hey Fernando? Someone just sent us a big message by using drugged teenagers to attack us!”  
 
Then Charles and Dale jump on roof tops and run, parkour style, across them as they try to escape the teenagers chasing them.
 
 
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Reply #228 - Aug 19th, 2021, 9:01pm
 
[Roll Back:  3AM]
 
Fernando holds himself up on his arms above Gadget, looking down at her.
 
“That’s what, fourth time in a row today so far?”  She asks him.
 
“About that much...” He replies, adding, “You seem to want it as much as I do.”
 
“Oh god, if I had you as a boyfriend a long time ago, we would be making love all the time.” She says to him.
 
“Though it does not solve any problems, it does make us feel better about them and to deal with them accordingly.” He says to her.
 
“Only problem I want to deal with is having sex with you as often as possible.” She tells him.
 
He kisses her on the forehead, following with, “The problem we both have is what happens after the mission? It’s one thing if I end up divorced from Tammy and you a widow from Chip’s execution.”
 
Gadget shushes him, before saying, “I do not want to think about what that poor excuse of a man did to me. You gave me a new life, a new body, and removed that chip from my head. I’m a new Gadget, and I rather spend my time with you for what you did for me than to spend it with anyone else. If Tammy does not see what she is losing then it is her loss. I’m willing to fight for you and if I have to, I’m willing to share you with other women, for as long as you come back to me, that is all I care about.”
 
After a brief moment of silence between the two, Fernando gets up onto his knees. He says to her, “It’s getting late, we need to get home. But before we do, I need to check out a few things.”
 
“What time is it?” She asks him.
 
He glances over to watch before telling her, “Damn, it is 3 in the morning.”
 
“We’ve been doing it for almost four hours?” She asks.
 
“If you include the foreplay, fondling and talking we did, then yes.” He replies.
 
“I did not mean it in a negative way. I’m just awed in that with you, we are doing it for a long time – we could almost do it all day! But with Chip and his friends, it’s less than a a few minutes! It is only longer if I had to service more than five guys and they had to take turns on me.” She says as she sits up and then leans over to him to hold him. She then adds, “If we are doing this now, I can imagine would our honeymoon would be like.”
 
“Let’s see what the future holds for us.” He tells her.
 
“I see our future living out a honeymoon of non-stop sex during this mission as I need it as much as you do.” She says with a smile.
 
“We need to do a lot more than just have sex during this mission. We are collecting intel and writing reports which is sent to the emperor for his advisement. Furthermore, we are helping the Tokyo Metropolitan Police gather intel for them act on and make arrests. Unfortunately, your ex-husband to be fell into that trap and got caught in a net for the terrorism and other deeds of villainy he did, and for his actions, is facing the death penalty. Dale and Monty were freed because of me taking them under my wing as it was Chip’s decisions as to what was done, and they were there to witness what he said and did. But Zipper is missing and presume killed, as that cyborg was caught trying to impersonate him. We need to find out what happened to him good or bad.” He explains to her.
 
“I’m not holding out any hope for Zipper. He was getting slow and weak in his age and though he was good in a fight, who ever caught him probably ganged up on him and killed him deliberately or accidentally. For an insect, he was a good person.” Gadget was about to ramble on but stops herself from doing so.
 
“Whatever the case maybe, the truth is out there. We as a group have to find it.” Fernando tells her.
 
Gadget nods.
 
“Now let’s get dressed before we end up doing it again.” He tells her.
 
“Well, if I had a choice…” She begins to say.
 
“Gadget...” He calls to her.
 
She leans over to him and kisses him on the cheek, “I know, I know.”
 
She then starts to get dressed, following his lead. In another 20 or so minutes they were ready to leave the palace. They get into the car and start driving around Tokyo.
 
The Streets of Tokyo in the late hours of the night is not like that of New York City as New York City never sleeps but Tokyo does with the exception of various cleaning crews, bars, late night “24 hour” restaurants and assorted sex shops. With the exception of these few places, Tokyo was dead quiet. In the shopping district he parks the car into one of the parking garages and they both head out into the night of the streets of Tokyo.
 
“Where are we heading?” Gadget asks.
 
“Just following a hunch.” Fernando tells her.
 
They continue to walk around. They end up at the Marriot Hotel where Gadget and Misao have their rooms though Gadget has only been there sporadically. He takes Gadget to the elevator and activates the button for the 30th floor. Though it had a keyed entry, circumventing key entries was never a problem for Fernando. The elevator takes them to the 30th floor, and opens its doors. They step out into a hallway that connects to a few private suites, usually it is several private rooms per floor. Fernando follows his hunch to a door furthest on the right of the elevator. He knocks hard on the door.
 
A female voice can be heard, “I’m Coming! I’m Coming!”
 
A few seconds later the door opens with Misao on the other side of the door way tying up her robe. She does not notice Fernando putting his foot against the bottom of the door to prevent it from being closed. She looks at him.
 
“You...” Misao growls at him.
 
“You got 30 seconds to hand over the Time Travel Cane I lent to Jeanette or else I’m taking it outright.” Fernando tells her.
 
“You are not getting it.” Misao tells him.
 
“Right...” He says to her, before shoving her into her suite and then cuffing his hand into her neck tightly and guiding her to the balcony. Through control of his cane, the door to the balcony opens automatically when they get to it and step outside. She tries to struggle but he is much stronger than she would ever be. They stop at the fence that separates the 30 floor drop to the streets below from the outdoor concrete floor of the suite. He lifts her up by her neck and flips her over the balcony, grabbing her ankles before she falls too far and goes splat on the floor.
 
She yells and screams, making comments about how this is assault and that she would get even. Fernando lets her go.
 
In calculations, it would take Misao about 10 seconds to hit the ground floor, but Fernando manipulates space and time around her. Before she hits the floor there is a bright flash of light.
 
Misao is sitting on the end of a tree limb some 50ft feet above the floor with a loud roar echoing in the background. Feeling the tree limb sway, she holds on tightly.
 
“You’re going to hand over the Time Travel Cane or not?” Fernando asks as he stands on the same limb of the tree by the main trunk.
 
“Where in the world are we?” Misao yells out.
 
“Where? Same place, well, one day it will be Tokyo Japan and this would be the Tokyo Hilton in about 65milliom years. Now – the last time, are you going to hand over the Time Travel Cane or not?” Fernando explains to her.
 
“You will never get it back for what you just did!” Misao yells at him.
 
“Then goodbye.” Fernando says to her before he disappears in a bright flash of light. She sits on the tree limb alone, listening to the loud roars getting louder and closer.
 


Back in the hotel suite a bright flash signifies Fernando’s return. Gadget walks over to him.
 
“Where’s Misao?” She asks.
 
“She’s Dirty Dancing with the Dinosaurs.” He tells her.
 
“You left her in the Jurassic?!” She exclaims.
 
“As long as she remains in the tree she will remain alive. But frankly, I do not care. She wants to be a Time Bandit then she can face the consequences of being a Time Bandit.” He tells her. He then adds, “Stand back over there by the wall, so when it arrives, Jeanette’s cane does not hit you.”
 
Gadget steps back to the wall. Fernando concentrates as he holds out his cane, the crystal on the top of the shaft begins to glow. There was a sound of items crashing about in the other room. Still holding on his concentration, he walks to the sound of the crashing. Opening the door it leads to Misao’s bedroom. The crashing noise is coming from the closet, which is opened. Inside is a trunk where the noise is coming from. He breaks open the lock to the trunk and flips the lid open. Jeanette’s cane comes flying out from the storage trunk and into his free hand. He then walks to the living room area where he left Gadget.
 
“Let’s go.” He tells her.
 


Back 65million years ago, Misao managed to crawl to the trunk of the tree as lesser sized carnivorous dinosaurs shakes the tree from its base. They all disperse as a loud roar echoes across the valley. Thunderous steps shakes the tree in place, getting louder by the second. Then it stops, replaced with a thick hot fog that surrounds the tree at her level, smelling of rotting flesh. She tries to move out of the fog, noticing an eye about the size of her head staring at her. Just loudest roar begins she disappears in a flash of light.
 


Misao lies crumpled in the middle of the livingroom of her suite shaking and crying.
 


Fernando and Gadget make their way through the streets of Tokyo on foot. He holds onto Jeanette’s Time Travelling cane horizontally while walking normally with his cane.
 
Gadget asks, “Will I be getting that Time Travelling Cane?”
 
“No.” Fernando replies.
 
“Why not?” She replies.
 
“First of all, this cane will be in storage outside of this dimension so no one but I can access it. Second – the last time you had access to Time Travel equipment, you caused havoc across the Time Line I had to repair. Furthermore, you and Tamara wound up in the hospital for almost three months and the Time Travelling Delorean was destroyed. You are rather reckless with Time Travel Equipment, for you to use it you need to regain that trust for it and learn how to properly use the equipment and respect the Time line. Until that day you do, the answer is ‘No.’” He tells her.
 
“What if I decide to take it?” Gadget tries to challenge.
 
Fernando stops in his steps and holds it out to her, “Go ahead and try.”
 
Gadget reaches out and grabs the cane, suddenly releasing it as large electrical sparks fly out at the point of contact. “YEOW!!” She yells as she falls on her ass onto the floor holding her hand.
 
He just looks down at her, “The unit is biometrically tied to me, and me only as I reset its identity of ownership to me as its creator. Consider that as a warning for the next time you attempt to grab it, it will hurt more.”
 
“That is so unfair, you could have told me.” She tells him.
 
“I can tell you everything and you would still not listen. So it is better for you to learn by experience.” He tells her as he extends his hand to help her up.
 
Gadget takes his hand and with his help she gets up. Once on her feet she dusts herself off.
 
“Look, I’m sorry. But that is a lesson you need to learn – like Jeanette needed to learn long ago and Misao never got to learn but is now paying the consequences. If she survives the Jurassic, she will be brought back in a couple of hours. But frankly, I hope some giant carnivore gets indigestion from eating her.” He tells her. He pauses for a second, “Look, what can I do to make it up to you?”
 
“We could go to my room and have more sex until the sun rises.” She tells him.
 
“Are you insatiable or something?” He asks.
 
“In saving me and restoring me, I want you to have me as often as possible. If we were husband and wife, we probably be #$@!ing all the time.” She tells him as she steps in front of him to face him while putting her arms around his back.
 
“Gadget, as much as we love each other without saying it because we show it to each other through what we do, there is a time for every purpose under heaven. There is a time to have sex and a time to do other life’s things, a time to do this mission and a time to rest at home – wherever home is, a time to work and a time to rest, a time to love and (he sighs) a time to hate. As much as I would want to have sex with you as often as possible, doing it all the time is not possible. OK girl?” He tries to explain to her as he holds her hips against him.
 
“OK.” Gadget sounds like a dejected child in not getting what she wants. He lowers her head to looks down between them.
 
“Look, Gadget...” He begins to say, waiting for her to look up at him. She does and then he continues, “I appreciate all that you have done for me, even in being a girlfriend who constantly trying to lower my stress levels. And like I said that I won’t say I love you but I will show it to you by what we do.”
 
She continues to look up at him and give a half-hearted smile.
 
He then throws in, “But just to let you know, if we are going to continue what we are doing, we need to be friends. I do not like drama in any form and you should be woman enough to solve any problems without me unless some guy is physically assaulting you, then I will step in and kick his ass.”  
 
She nods at him before leaning to him and kissing his cheek.
 
“Gadget...” He calls to her.
 
“You are willing to do so much for me, not like Chip who would have left me high and dry.” She tells him.
 
“Well, let’s go home.” He tells her.
 
In a couple of minutes they were at the garage at him car. He uses his cane and teleports them and the vehicle to their rented home. Gadget goes into her room and eventually goes to sleep. Fernando goes into his room and dressed down, keeping his pants on. He goes back out to the livingroom and goes to sleep on the couch though with Tammy gone he could have went to sleep on his own bed.
 
Everyone wakes up at about 5AM. By 7:30AM, everyone had breakfast and had left for the day. Charles leaves with Dale.
 
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“Hey Fernando! Dale, the rest of the team, and I are going to head out. We will get some groceries on the way back.” Charles says loud enough to be heard.

“OK. Be careful.” Fernando replies.

 
Fernando stays at home for much of the morning, resting and cleaning up Tammy’s room though she had taken most of her things to go to Italy. Hondo and Val stay behind for most of the early morning until they left later on. Fernando’s daughters and friends also had left.
 
The place is basically empty with just Fernando and Gadget, with Fernando sweeping and mopping the floors of the house. Gadget comes out of her room in just a short t-shirt and panties. She looks like she had just woken up. She takes a seat at the couch as Fernando finishes cleaning up the place. He was about to put away the cleaning supplies and tools when his smartphone goes off. He answers the phone and puts it on speaker.
 
Charles voice on the phone says in a hurry “Uh, Hey Fernando? Someone just sent us a big message by using drugged teenagers to attack us!”  
 
Before Fernando can give a reply, the phone hangs up.
 
“Aren’t we going to help Charles?” Gadget says from the couch.
 
“No.” Fernando begins, “As harsh as it may sound, we are all in it to ourselves and without knowing where he is, I can’t go. Furthermore, chances are he is in Tokyo, we in the suburb of Funabashi, outside of Ichikawa and Tokyo. There is no way we are getting there in time to save them, even if we teleported there. They are on their own, like we are on our own. I can only wish him the best of luck and he can save himself.”
 
“OK.”Gadget replies, before she adds, “What about these teens on drugs?”
 
“The Tokyo Metropolitan Police will have to deal with them. Croc* has been a powerful drug that hit Russia hard in the 1990s and it is now all over Asia. But it is only a tiny few uses it, so it is easier to deal with. In fact hold on.” Fernando explains. He then pulls out the smartphone and makes a call on speaker. It is answered on the third ring.
 
“Hello boss!” A female voice answers the phone.
 
“Don’t ‘Boss’ me, Kei.” Fernando tells her. He then adds, “You ladies in Tokyo?”
 
“Yes we are!” Yuri answers.
 
“Good. Charles is in one of the malls being chased by drug crazed teens. Scan the radio and help him out if you can.” Fernando tells them.
 
“Got it Boss!” Kei replies.
 
“Cut it out with the ‘Boss’ crap.” Fernando tells them before he throws in “And if you help Charles out, Do Not Blow Anything Up!”
 
“We’ll try our best...” Yuri answers.
 
“Yeah, do you best. Fernando out.” Fernando tells them before hanging up the phone. He lets out a sigh.
 
“You think they can help him?” Gadget asks.
 
“Giving him help is the easy part. Giving him help without blowing up the mall is a different matter all together.” Fernando replies.
 
 
*Note: “Croc”, short for “Crocodile” is an illegal Codeine Based Drug taken intravenously (like Heroin) and has some adverse side effects, similar to PCP (Angel Dust). Users have been known to rip their skin and flesh off because the drug made them to do so and they end up looking like zombies. It is currently with the Russian Federation but is slowly spreading to other countries.
https://www.drugabuse.gov/international/abstracts/emerging-drug-in-ukraine-croco dile-desomorphine
 


[Tokyo Japan, between Nakamise Shopping Street and Asakusa Nishi-sandō Shopping Street Centers]
 
A white Ford Mustang speeds across the streets between the two sister malls just blocks from each other, following the police cars and listening in on the police radios. Several foreigners in suits are seen running down the streets with a mob of zombie drugged crazed teenagers as they make their way out of the Nakamise Shopping Street and towards the Asakusa Shopping Street malls. Kei (driving the white Mustang) drives through the herd of teens, knocking them off their feet and rushing to the foreigners ahead of them. The top was down on their convertible vehicle letting Charles and his group to jump into the moving car, and speed away.
 
With everyone accounted for, Kei asks as she continues to drive, “What was that all about?”
 
“I don’t know!” Charles replies. “One second I was looking at a nice dress for my wife through a store window, next second a garbage can missed our heads and crashed through the window and we have been running from those crazy teens ever since!”
 
“Something had to happen. People usually do not go about attacking foreigners without some reason.” Kei replies.
 
“Kei...” Yuri calls to her.
 
“What is it Yuri...” Kei replies in an annoyed tone.
 
“Those kids look like they were on Croc.” Yuri says.
 
“How is that possible? Croc is a Russian drug problem.” Kei tries to dismiss her comment.
 
“You and I did the research on Croc, and you and I know the symptoms. I had a better look at them while you were driving. They looked like Flesh Torn Zombies to me, and you can only get that from Croc.” Yuri explains.
 
“Alright. Supposed they are Croc users. What then? We are working with Fernando, not trying to solve society’s drug problems.” Kei throws at her.
 
“Then there is nothing we can do.” Yuri says.
 
“It is not our job to get involved other than rescuing one of our own. Speaking of which, Charles, where’s your car?” Kei says and asks.
 
“It’s in the parking lot at the Asakusa Hanayashiki Amusement Park.” Charles reply.
 
“Oooo... Asakusa Hanayashiki! I have not been there since I was a high school girl!” Yuri says.
 
“Right.” Kei replies. She then turns to Charles verbally, “OK, we will drop you off at your car and you’re on your own again.”
 
“Alright. I hope those crazy teens do not go attack us again.” Charles says.
 
“Then how about we sit at a café for an hour or so drinking coffee, the police should have cleared the streets of the teens by then.” Yuri says.
 
“Coffee? They got donuts and cheesecake too?” Dale lets out, licking his lips with his tongue.
 
“Yeah, they got donuts and cheesecake...” Kei lets out.
 
“Yeah, you ought to now – with every slice of cheesecake going to your butt!” Yuri lets out.
 
“Now wait a minute! Who’s side are you on?” Kei protests.
 
“Quit complaining, and let’s put away the car near Charles’ ride and we can go to Matcha Sweets Kaminari-Issa. It is only two blocks from the park…” Yuri throws at them.
 
“Yum yum... Cheesecake here I come!” Dale says to himself but is heard by everyone.
 


[Maria B&B]
 
After almost half an hour later, Fernando’s smartphone rings with a text message.
 
“Charles and his crew have been rescued and are safe. We are at the Matcha Sweets Kaminari-Issa having a break and readjusting plans. – Kei.”
 
He lets out a pent up sigh.
 
“Is Charles and his crew OK?” Gadget asks.
 
“They are. They are having a break at some fancy coffee shop for now.” Fernando replies.
 
“Fancy coffee shop?” Gadget asks.
 
“Starbucks raised to the N-th level, a tiny cup of Espresso would go for $20 and a slice of cheese cake just as much.” He explains.
 
“Oh.” Gadget replies. She then asks, “What do you do want to do today?”
 
“I need to rest. Might as well be today.” He says.
 
“But you’re cleaning up the place. That is not resting.” Gadget points out.
 
“It’s resting as in it takes a lot off my mind while I do it. Then I’ll make a simple lunch for later and make sure Ms. Maria’s things are clean so she can make and bring in our dinner later.” Fernando explains.
 
Fernando continues to finish cleaning up the place and setting up the garbage bags outside in the metal cans for the city sanitation to pick them up.
 
- To be Continued... -
 
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Reply #229 - Aug 28th, 2021, 12:15am
 
9:30AM
 
Several guards gather about Chips dungeon cell, and had him washed up after breakfast before taking him to an awaiting vehicle. He was being taken to the court magistrate for his sentencing, as it is a technicality for executing his death sentence. He is handcuffed and ankle-chained before being escorted to an armored vehicle for his transport.
 
It should only be a 10 minute ride to the courthouse from the palace along the lesser crowded streets. It always takes a different path to the courthouse as to confuse possible escape attempts from happening. Unknown to them is that they were being observed.
 
The armored vehicle turns onto a side street halfway to the courthouse. At the intersection they are approaching, a pair of white mice steps out onto the street and kneels down, facing the armored vehicle. A long folded tube is pulled out from a back pack and extended to be placed up on the shoulder of one of them. The other gets a rocket shell from the back pack and shoves it into the rear of the tube. It is launched, flying out of the tube and hitting just under bumper and onto the driver’s side front tire and suspension parts. It explodes with enough force to flip the armor truck over.
 
Gun fire can be heard for a few seconds before the rear door is opened. Chip was plastered on the wall of the truck that is now a floor. A couple of white mice step in, undo his chains and securements and pull him out from the back of the truck. He is dragged into a waiting black Mercedes Benz GLS SUV series with tinted windows.

 
He lies on the floor, trying to recover, with reality flashing in and out of his head. Being poked with a stick does not help him as he pretends to remain unconscious.
 
“Eino, get me the stun gun.” He hears, before he feels two pin pricks at his side, followed by 40,000 volts on his hip.
 
“YEOW!!!” Chip jumps up and writhes against the chair for as long as the stun gun is pressed against him. After a few seconds, it is stopped and the stun gun removed from his side. He looks around as he is driven, seeing several white mice in black suits sitting around him. “Where am I?” He asks.
 
He gets hit in the back of the head with a heavy object and passes out again.
 
 
[11:30AM, Maria B&B]
 
Fernando’s smartphone rings with a direct number from the Emperor. He answers it.
 
“Hello Akihito. For you to call me something serious must have happened. Say it.” Fernando says to the phone.
 
“Forgive me my friend, but apparently the prisoner has escaped while enroute to the courthouse. He had help to escape and the situation is currently under investigation.” Emperor Akihito explains before giving a description of several killed police officers and the transport vehicle being destroyed before he was taken away.
 
“I see. Alright then. I’ll be on the alert.” Fernando replies. He then says “Thank you.” before he hangs up.
 
“Everything alight?” Gadget asks as Fernando pockets his smartphone.
 
He lets out a sigh. “Let me be honest with you, Gadget.” He begins, she nods her head. He continues, “Chip had help and escaped while being taken to the court house.”
 
“Oh.” She replies before pausing for a second. She then adds, “You will protect me, won’t you?”  
 
“That does not stop because he was released. But my promise to him stands – if I ever see him walk as a free man in the outside world, I will put an end to his existence.” He explains to her.
 
She gets up and pounces on him, holding him tightly, repeating herself “Thank you... Thank you... Thank you... Thank you... Thank you... Thank you...”
 
Fernando manages to wrestle Gadget off him and holds her in front of him by her shoulders.
 
“Girl, you need to calm down. In the least I was expecting this, the question is who helped him escaped and why? But for now, it is just us two and I will deal with what dangers he will throw at us;” Fernando explains to her.
 
Gadget nods.
 
“Now, we still got a day to rest and clean up the place. Now, do you have any laundry to wash?” He says and asks.
 
Gadget nods.
 
“Then let’s get it done. And while the machine washes, we’ll go order lunch or something.” He tells her.
 
Again, Gadget nods.
 
“Gadget, you can talk you know. It is just us two here in the house. Anything you want, just say it.” He tells her.
 
Gadget points to his groin, lightly tapping the bulge his penis is making on his pants.
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