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Posted by: Superchaos2585
« on: August 09, 2009, 04:06:58 pm »

Sam, after doing some thinking, returns to the bar Advil bottle in hand.
"Hey Vik, hey Carter..."
He takes a seat next to Carter.
"What's this?" Sam asks pointing to the blood-stained envelope
Posted by: TRHeadshot
« on: August 09, 2009, 04:05:00 pm »

   Carter bursts into the room, lugging all of his gear behind him. He always hated ordering around lower members like pack mules... Who knows, one day they could be equals. His face is grim, stark pale, and full of urgency.

   "James, Flynn... you've got to **** see this..." Draping his loot over a table, he lays out a large parchment in front of his superiors. "I found this within the bloody letter I found... this is bad.... real **** serious ****." He sighs deeply, apparently stressed out. "That, was just the beginning. That little 'distraction' of theirs has bought them enough time, for this...." He points to a diagram... "These documents... are war plans, supply lists, the whole shebang.

   He slams his fist down into the table, half-drunk glasses spill out onto the floor boards. "The time on this document says 3 days from now...  We must prepare for anything." Gasps of fear... and of excitement... circulate throughout the tight cluster of Fangs. Shotguns cocking, and machine guns being loaded all around him. "We need to set up defensive lines, and fortify the main gate. Our best bet, is to culminate in the windows, and just fire.

   As Jack calmly polishes glasses, Carter stands up on top of the counter. "We are the Fenrir's Fangs! We have survived against insurmountable odds... we MUST survive this. Ascending Dawn shall feel our fury! FOR THE FANGS!" *Cheers, whooping* Cocking his rifle, he steps down.. affirmed.
Posted by: TRHeadshot
« on: August 09, 2009, 04:01:27 pm »

((TR, read the **** 4 last posts of the last page, we know, that this wasn't AD. And 500 soldiers? Don't you think it's a bit too much?))

Viktor turns to Carter, who relays the plans he got.
"A behemoth with longarms, supported by ordinary human foot soldiers? Hell, they'll just kill each other. Carter, where did you find this envelope?"

((Eheemm.... I meant the people behind this ****.... not who we fought))
Posted by: TRHeadshot
« on: August 09, 2009, 03:59:04 pm »

((Grumble...grumble but it was coooooo!!!! T_T Fine... but you owe me T_T))
Posted by: TRHeadshot
« on: August 09, 2009, 03:15:56 pm »

((Well, I wanted this to be epic? I can tone it down a bit...Pretty much, the zeds attack, the humies mop us up,))
Posted by: Sir Modemkill, Cyborg!
« on: August 09, 2009, 03:14:09 pm »

((Okay, now im confused, what the **** just happened? will delete later))
Posted by: CrazyHobo
« on: August 09, 2009, 03:05:20 pm »

((TR, read the **** 4 last posts of the last page, we know, that this wasn't AD. And 500 soldiers? Don't you think it's a bit too much?))

Viktor turns to Carter, who relays the plans he got.
"A behemoth with longarms, supported by ordinary human foot soldiers? Hell, they'll just kill each other. Carter, where did you find this envelope?"
Posted by: TRHeadshot
« on: August 09, 2009, 02:59:47 pm »

   "There is... one other possiblity..." Breathes Carter, beneath his breath. "They may not, in fact, be AD at all."

   "What are you saying?" Replies Vik, confused.

   "It may be yet another clan, leading us into war with AD, to reap the spoils..." He laughs emotionlessly, " This is all.... speculation of course. But you can't rule out the possibility..."
Posted by: Sir Modemkill, Cyborg!
« on: August 09, 2009, 02:51:21 pm »

James thinks for a moment "Keep them in holding for now under tight observation" James did not want to execute them yet, they may be usefull "This thing seemed off from the very start...If it were up to me I would send an emmisary to AD to see what we can find out, but that requires full counsil permission..." James stopped to take another drink of whiskey and stubb out his smoke "I don't know what is going on here but I don't like it...Step up patrols in the area and issue an order that any sentry cought sleeping on duty is to be shot on sight instead of taken to holding"
Posted by: CrazyHobo
« on: August 09, 2009, 02:38:40 pm »

Putting the paper back on the table, Vik turns to James.
"It's exactly what I thought. But what anyone find pricefull in these corners of the city? Listen, Thugg is taking too long, must have found something usefull. We need to establish a radio transmission with him."
Viktor walks to the radio man and tells him.
"Get Thugg and his team on the radio, I want a report on what they found"
Then he turns to James, who is once again smoking, then taking a shot of whiskey.
"What should I do with the prisoners?"
Posted by: Sir Modemkill, Cyborg!
« on: August 09, 2009, 02:34:03 pm »

"It's not good whatever it is, It does not exactly give much detail of anything but something bigger is definatly going on here" James takes the paper from his pocket and hands it to Viktor to read, while he waits for him to read it he lights up another one of his seemingly endless supply of ciggarettes Im going to need another lighter soon he thinks to himself as he pockets the nearly empty bic lighter.
Posted by: CrazyHobo
« on: August 09, 2009, 02:24:21 pm »

Viktor makes his way back to the bar.
Once there, he tells James from the other end of the room.
"They are not real Ascending Dawn soldiers. They are too afraid of death and you and I both know, that Ascending Dawn is a worthy enemy, that will rather die, then have a life of shame and embarassment. This is all a set up. A distraction from something bigger.".
James's eyes are the same as usual, but Vik is guessing, that James has already read the envelope.
"What does it say?" - came from the lips of Vik.
Posted by: Sir Modemkill, Cyborg!
« on: August 09, 2009, 02:15:12 pm »

As Viktor and Thomas make their way out the door James lights up another ciggarette then picls up the envelope that was taken from an AD officer, he opens it and reads the contents.

Team four.

Your orders are simple, you are to provide distraction to the local power here known as Fenrirs Fangs under the guise of their enemy Ascending Dawn, Several crates full of AD Armorments are at your disposal taken from our search earlier this year in their territory, wear them, The purpose of your mission is to keep suspicion from falling on the other teams as they search the ruins for it, we cannot let anything stand in the way of us finding it, you know as well as I what would happen were it to fall into anyone elses hands

Do not fail me.


No signature is given I don't like the looks of this... James pockets the letter and orders another drink.
Posted by: CrazyHobo
« on: August 09, 2009, 02:03:26 pm »

Viktor hides his sabre, then turns to James and says "For the glory". Thomas does the same.
When leaving the bar, Viktor turns to Thomas, and says "One more stunt like that, and you'll have to go outside with me", with a cold voice. Thomas noded in return.
Viktor makes his way to the Adren quarters, where he meets the two adrens, that were in his recon team. He orders them a report on who's worthy for promotions by the end of this day. Then those two run to the fosterns to do the same, only earlier.
Vik makes his way downstairs, where the prisoners are sitting at.
23 prisoners. Mostly ordinary grunt soldiers. 3 officers remaining, and even they seem to be low ranked.
"I am here to lead the interogation on behalf of the zero agent's order. I request a room with their most high ranking officer in 2 minutes"
The Adren, that was placed there saluted Vik and told the two fosterns to release the third officer, then they took him to a small room.
Small, dirty, little lighting, smelly, creepy, dark. Perfect for interogation.
Viktor sits down, infront of the table, the prisoner has done the same.
Viktor takes a good look at his prisoner, something doesn't seem right. His eyes are full of fear, fear of death. From what Viktor heard, Ascending Dawn soldier, before becoming officers, are put in a rigid training procedure, in which they loose fear of death and swear loyalty to the light, even if it means dying for making their idea a reality. This "officer", sitting infront of him is scared, like he never did that training.
"Your not a real Ascending Dawn officer, are you?" - Vik asks.
No reply, but Vik doesn't need it. The eyes, the body language has already told him everything he needs.
Posted by: Sir Modemkill, Cyborg!
« on: August 09, 2009, 01:30:14 pm »

James sits quietly through the whole thing with his eyes shut, as soon as blades are drawn he opens his eyes and in a harsh but quiet tone says "Thats enough, both of you" James looks to Thomas the Athro first "Viktor and his team were recon, there only to provide fire support, be gratefull they entered the building at all" James chose to ignore his earlier remark about them being friends, James next turned to Viktor "You should know better than to let anger get the better of you so easily, now both of you sheath those blades, I expect a full report from both of you on the battle and your recomendations for promotion and dismissal by tomorow" James waits a moment to let that sink in then continues to say "If you both have a problem to settle you know where the arena is....outside" James then looks back to Viktor "Take charge of the interigation downstairs, with your abilities you should have them begging you to tell you everything they know, when you feel they have outlived their usefullness, execute them, that is all, dismissed"

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