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Post by Marcel Lestrange on Jul 3, 2015 15:12:56 GMT
Marcel Lestrange smiled sarcastically when he heard Volodja talking. Since when he became an expert about technology? Although he already remembered one name from Volodja's lectures - Gordon Londsdale (who's real name was Konon Molody) - a soviet spy, using a legend of British businessman who's electronic lock for cars was awarded a gold medal 1960 on an exhibition in Brussels,and not long before his arrest, Queen Elizabeth II granted him the title of 'Sir' for "successes in business development for the good of the United Kingdom. But Volodja Uljanov as an inventor! That was something new for Marcel. Is it possible that Volodja had a true Renaissance mind and he became another Leonardo da Vinci? Impossible!
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Post by Volodja Uljanov on Jul 3, 2015 16:10:47 GMT
"Let us pray," said Volodja when Pyotr attached electrodes to his head after him and Pyotr discussed about principles of memory device for some time. Then he closed his brown eyes and relaxed. He was at other's mercy from now on while at least part of him was sent into memory device which he still called a dream machine...
Holographic camp fire was burning and all lose EGO psyches gathered around it when they got a new face amongst them. That face resembled Volodja Uljanov's handsome one and holographic body that face was attached to, bared Volodja's features. Resemblance made at least Sophie to jump up from her place and squeak from excitement when Holo-Volodja announced: "Time to get you out of here my friends and...Alfred and Psycho Pete. Just kidding. Form a line and we will let you out of here. We start with Amber, of course, because having her back is an emergency. I will supervise the movement until your turn comes, Sophie. Then I will take a hike for awhile for our reunion party. After that I might return and lead the parade until traffic ceases."
"All readings show that Volodja is all right," announced Pyotr. "I do hope that he is smart enough to avoid being sucked into someone's mind when part of him is inside the machine. It would be a shame when he has to spend rest of his life as a vegetable since he is my friend and at least some of you care about him as I do. Place Erika to operation table, please, and we can begin."
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Post by Taffer on Jul 3, 2015 16:53:06 GMT
When Erika and Lady descended to the basement, Taffer took some time to scout the part of the house they were passing through. He was routinely memorizing room patterns, a staircase to the second floor and window placements. Em Dash was scanning for electric lines, locating the electric fence and scrappers' control boxes and listening to the usual noiseprint produced by all the electronics inside. Not that he expected that something would go wrong, but at least someone of the team should be prepared for that.
"Ну, что у нас плохого?" ("Well, what bad news do we have here?") He asked Pyotr while he glanced over the positions of his teammates, including Volodja hidden in the dark corner. "What? Did I say something wrong?" he asked with surprise when Pyotr gave him a strange look. "Those people at Nakhodka find that greeting funny, but I don't know why, some local meme maybe."
"You've been to Russia?" this time it was Pyotr's turn to be surprised.
"Yep, spent some my vacation time there", Taffer tried to joke again, "Felt some lack of cesium-137 in my body and thought some radiation tan would suit me. Okay, we can talk about it later if you're interested, but now we must take care of our team mate and better do it quick", he added and nodded towards Erika.
When Volodja returned in a much better mood and Pyotr asked to move Erica to the operation table, Taffer did just that, with "little" help from Stephanie.
"I can handle any mundane task if you need anything done Pyotr", he said making sure Erika is placed comfortably as the operation table could allow, "I can watch the equipment, my EGO can calculate checksums and monitor the transfer from this side. I'm used to be patient and attentive. Especially when my friend's life is at stake."
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Post by Erika Widowmaker on Jul 3, 2015 16:53:13 GMT
Strangely enough, Amber appeared in reality as a hologram first, but as soon as she saw how fragile Erika Widowmaker appeared, she immediately disappeared into Erika's EGO implant to begin the long and difficult task of treating Erika's brain tumor. Amber stopped long enough to sent a brief message to Dinara, Atticus' EGO psyche, saying hurriedly, "I missed you horribly and I love you immensely, but Mama needs me now!" Meanwhile, Lexy contacted Lady Christianna, with an urgent message, making her immediately connect Lexy with the rest of the team, except Erika who was still on the operating table. "Tell them." Said Lady firmly. "Um... okay... Beast coming!" Warned Lexy. Lady rolled her pink eyes, then thought to Lexy, "More details please." Lady told me to do peri... periodi... every-once-in-a-while scans of the area. Over a hundred Votans with guns and things, from the Votan Col.... Collec... Collection are headed to Defiance... led by a guy named The Beast - that sounds scary! One ve... vehi... car is headed this way!" "Holy crap-on-a-stick!" Thought Belle, inadvertently for all her team mates to hear except Erika.
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Post by Volodja Uljanov on Jul 3, 2015 17:03:04 GMT
"Какие люди в Голливуде," muttered Pyotr. "I have at least one guy here, who visited Mother Russia and another one with Russian name, cultural knowledge and fluent language, whom I suspect to be a Russian, although, concluding from his polyglot skills and his looks, he can be from any European nation. It would be interesting to talk with that Taffer but now I have one Volodja to watch, because I would never forgive myself if anything happens to him. He might be a reincarnation of Ivan the Terrible as long as I care, but he brought me together with my wife, he was the first one to call my by my name and I enjoyed talking with him."
Out loud he said: "Hе беспокойся в морге тебя переоденут (Don't you worry, they will change your clothes in a morgue). Just a line from an old soviet comedy film. No need to worry indeed. Only guy who should worry here is Volodja but he isn't exactly himself at moment."
Seeing that almost everybody's faces turned suddenly serious, made Pyotr to worry and he looked questioningly to others and finally opened his mouth to ask: "Is there something I should know about? Or what's more important - is there something I should worry about?!"
Pyotr Yershov was not the only one who felt that he was left out from his share of the news. Marcel Lestrange felt that something was wrong as well so he asked: "Would you mind telling me, amis, what the fuck is going on? I might not care about most of people here, but if anything threatens Lena and..., never mind that, then you better tell me." And Marcel raised his shotgun again. Not to threaten anybody but face any danger they might be expecting.
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Post by Taffer on Jul 3, 2015 20:15:01 GMT
Seeing that almost everybody's faces turned suddenly serious, made Pyotr to worry and he looked questioningly to others and finally opened his mouth to ask: "Is there something I should know about? Or what's more important - is there something I should worry about?!"
"Well, some bad guys are coming close to town, most likely with not good intentions", Taffer replied, "So the first thing you may want to worry about is to finish our EGO swapping matter. The sooner we finish it, the sooner we have our team at full strength for the fight if it occurs. As I can see, the process is running smooth, so I might be more useful with my gun in the field protecting your home from outside".
He stopped, thinking that maybe he told more than he should already, and sent to the team EGO-to-EGO, "By your command, Atticus. I can go out with my gun to protect this house. Or you can order Volodya to, as his suit is better for stealth in the snow. My dark jacket is sticking out too much, so I'll have to rely solely on Cloak to be invisible. I can replace him in the EGO transfer process then. This house has a nice radio jamming emitter, and our ship has it as well. This can be useful if we want to capture this roller with its crew once they get close. But the emitter could work as a huge beacon for heavy artillery if they have it, so better reduce the time when it will be active to the minimum."
Then he continued informing his team EGO-to-EGO, "General Rahm Tak, also known as The Beast, is a Castithan and a military leader of the Votanis Collective. Known for atrocities during Pale Wars and after. From what Lexy had found out, they are coming from the road to Oklahoma City, known as formerly occupied by E-Reps to build their Mag-Lev train line. That means the E-Reps had most likely fled from there, so we have absolutely no reason to wait for any reinforcements or help from them."
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Post by Belle Starr on Jul 3, 2015 22:43:26 GMT
Belle Starr unslung her VBI SMG-EEC, her pretty blue diamond eyes turning to Atticus Batman for direction, as she remarked out loud jutting an armored thumb in Marcel's and the unconscious Lena's direction, "Shoot, the Votan Collective could be coming for Pyotr, for if these two miscreants found out about this VBI secret facility, other bad guys could have too! Or they could be after Erika, as the Votan Collective may want her for leverage against her son, Senator Cael, who's a large voice in the VC Parliament for peace with the E-Rep, or merely because Governor Skarr wants her dead! Or after Lady, because Skarr wants her dead too, but I don't see how they would know how either Lady or Erika are here! Or maybe those coming this way are just scouts on routine patrol!" Belle shook her head vigorously, her blond hair twirling catching the light like a makeshift halo, as she noted to the human EGO expert, "Doesn't matter why I guess, we'll take care of them, but others will follow. Pyotr, whatever the reason they're coming, it's not safe here anymore, so maybe the Missus should pack what ya'll need while you prepare your patients for travel and y'all come back with us to Paradise. We got a superb medical facility and excellent scientific labs on a well-protected base, and y'all can continue your good work for VBI there!" A confident smile crept over her beautiful freckled face as she turned back to Atticus suggesting, "I could blur ahead and scout myself, but it's your call Atticus! You're the team mission leader! As my good friend Trevor Tyler would say, quoting Shakespeare, uneasy lies the head that wears a crown!" "Yeppers," Agreed Lady wearing an enigmatic smile.
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Post by Atticus Batman on Jul 4, 2015 5:31:48 GMT
Dinara, my EGO psyche responds to Amber. "I have missed you sooo much! I have been so worried about you! I love you sooo much! Not sure if you know about Erika and Atty, but you must help your mother! She needs it, and if I distracted you from saving her, then Atty would NEVER forgive me given their new relationship as of late last night!So Pulease save her! Save your mother and Atty's long unknown big sister! We can have a great reunion later! Love you sooo much, MY Amber baby!" After I get everyone's messages and hear them, I say outloud, over EGO, and over my Helmet's comm systems, so the whole command crew and Lexy can hear, "If I have a crown it is very dark and tarnished, perhaps even made out of the bones of my enemies, but that doesn't matter. Well apparantly my personal issues must wait for another day. Change of plans! We can not stay here for long so we must evac and take Pyotr and his wife with us. We will bring you both back, when you feel it is safe to return." "So here's the plan. Stephanie get all essentials together. Volodja and Pyotr do as much as they can to help our friends from here. Lady get in the Mech and get back to the Vigilant. Get it ready for emergency takeoff. Chris will handle weapons systems, until I am onboard. Taffer, I saw some old turrets around the perimiter. Get them working and alter those omnivolts to see us as non-hostiles, and do what you can to protect everyone during the bugout. Erika, you are bodyguard to Volodja Petrovich and his wife. I will take the runner, and go to the Vigilant and make a quick costume change to look more menacing by putting on my well-known Harbinger garb. Belle if you dissaprove of me donning my favorite and most iconic and protective armor, then save it for later, when you give me the lecture and hate that you are probably already storing to unleash on me. Anyway, after my quick wardrobe change, I will station myself outside the main gate to stall any that come, for as long as I can, with the runner hidden nearby for my escape. Belle will scout, but not to far from the compound and Vigilant, as you will be riding back on the runner with me to ensure we are both onboard as soon as possible. Now, we need a vehicle to Evac those on foot. So Marcel...if you are offering to help, as Lena's life may depend on the team and my crazy schemes, then get to the Durango just outside the wall. I assume it is yours. Get to it and get it running then bring it back to the team here. Taffer, Erika and Volodja can handle things here. So after you bring them a working vehicle to help with the bugout. Get to the maingate. We will make use of some of your talents I heard about in Paradise. I will be very visible just outside the maingate, with the runner hidden just inside as our get away vehicle. If they do drive up to me and the gate then...this is where you come in. You will be hidden nearby with that nasty shotgun as my hidden protection. If they do indeed approach me, Then while they are questioning me, you come out of hiding and confiscate their vehicle..." I look around, then say, "And as much as I hate to say it, you and I will try to do so without killing them. We knock them unconscious, and you take their vehicle and bring it back to the evac squad. Then you help with the Evac, guarding everyone's safety, and then guarding the open hangar bay of the ship, once they are on board, for as long as possible to give Belle and myself time to get there on the runner. Belle and I will be the last to board the ship, as we will be the main line of distraction and defense to ensure that the evac is successful. Marcel if you refuse to help, I will do my best to guard the gate AND get the evac vehicles myself, but we, and that includes Lena and you, have a better chance with your help. We may not like each other, but the safety of our loved ones comes before our feelings. Agreed? Anyway, after we liftoff, we will scan the area. If it is possible to land where your plane is and get it, then we will. If not then we will do what we can to ensure it's safe return to Paradise at a later time." After I am certain everyone on the team agrees to their parts, hopefully including Marcel for he must be seen as a teammate for now even if him and I dislike it, I help Lady get to and climb into the mech. Then I get on the runner and get back to the Vigilant. I blur to my quarters, where I quickly unlock my secured armor locker. Then I quickly don my Harbinger suit and all the weapons I stored with it. I then blure back to the runner, and quickly get to the main gate, and stash the runner as I stand there looking imposing, and hoping Marcel really does agree to his part in my scheme and come to back me up, since having somebody that may also be ruthless as my protection just may be needed given the situation.
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Post by Marcel Lestrange on Jul 4, 2015 6:10:46 GMT
"Sounds like a some sort of plan to me," said Marcel, grinning like a wolf. "Reluctantly....very reluctantly I will co operate with you this time and because we all in same cul-de-sac and our only way out is over a pile of dead bodies. I will do it only because of safety of my partner and myself. Unlike this half conscious Volodja here, I have no problem with burdening my conscious with lives I am taking. Only thing that hurts a bit is that I have to do it for free, but a ride back and medical care for Lena is enough to pay for my help this time. I will begin with fetching that Durango as you suggested and then I fulfil the rest of your plan. Don't worry. I am a professional:" Then he turned to Pyotr Yershov and said: "Hey you! Better wake Volodja up and don't hesitate to slap his cheeks if he has trouble with regaining himself. I would do it myself and enjoy every slap but unfortunately I am busy." While Pyotr got himself busy with bringing Volodja back, Marcel put away his shotgun and pulled out really sharp and elegant looking knife. "Just in case," he explained. "Sometimes targets have nasty habit of biting back so few disturbing air holes should cool them down. I am not going to kill them if it is a "no no" but don't expect me to be too gentle here. Drastic times call for drastic measures and believe me - I have learned a lot of measures during my training and can make those guys to talk when it is needed." Good guys didn't need to know how much Lena really meant for him, so he covered his soft spot in his heart with an armour of ruthless and cynical professionalism. After saying what he had to say, Marcel dived our from the front door and disappeared from a sight really skilfully.
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Post by Belle Starr on Jul 4, 2015 6:47:27 GMT
"Hey, I'm no fashion critic! Good grief, I'm standing here in red white and blue armor!" Replied a smiling Belle Starr, amused that Atticus really thought she was worried about his choice of garb when she was so proud of how the confirmed lone wolf killer was taking tactical command of their group like a fish to water. Belle had known when she first met Atticus that he was a natural born leader, and knew if he could somehow be turned away from his self destructive path, he could be a great force for good, and she felt he was proving her right again. Erika Widowmaker came up to Belle, looking pale but already moving more like her old self, and warned, "Do not be captured by the Beast! He has a well warranted reputation in the Votan Collective of being ruthless and cruel in how he treats humans." Erika touched the large scar running diagonally down the left side of her face, not burdening her friend with the story of how she received that scar from the Beast and not the enemy. Early in the Pale Wars, Erika was a teenage private serving under the Beast, then himself a young captain, but who already had a reputation as a sadist. The Beast had ordered her to torture to death a human noncombatant, but instead she killed him outright, pretending to misunderstand the order, although that didn't keep the Beast from slashing at her with his charge blade. The next day she was transferred to the Florida front by a sympathetic commanding officer, who she would be eternally grateful to. Lady Christianna had already blurred out the door and into the Mech, headed to the Vigilant, when Belle left the lab to begin her scouting mission, giving a jaunty wave and wishing everyone before she left, "Good luck y'all!" Erika had a small difficulty getting Stephanie to just take the basics, convincing the cyborg that her prized ceramic frog collection was not an essential, but that they would return for it later. Meanwhile, Lena slept soundly recovering from her operation, oblivious to the approaching danger.
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Post by Volodja Uljanov on Jul 4, 2015 7:16:29 GMT
Volodja opened his brown eyes and looked around. Little electrocution of his brain didn't seemed to do any harm and he felt quite refreshed after that. Unfortunately they had to cut EGO transfers for a while. The bank will be closed until immediate danger is over. Only then they can continue operations. Neither snow nor rain nor heat nor gloom of night stays these couriers from the swift completion of their appointed rounds, but bunch oh hostile Votans, lead by someone who was called The Beast seemed to be a problem.
Volodja's task was hold the fort with Erika and Taffer and make himself useful in one way or another. Suddenly he felt gentle touch on his shoulder. Turning around, he me a glance of Pyotr. "Выручай Володя (Bail me out, Volodja)," said Pyotr to him. "Чем я могу помочь? (How can I help you) asked Volodja right away.
"I need your memory," was Pyotr's unexpected reply. Noticing questioning glance in Volodja's eyes, he explained: "I took a liberty to do some diagnostics while you were acting as a buffer during EGO transfer to neutralize sudden impact when EGO psyches return top their hosts. You know that everyone of us has a good memory. But normal humans use less than one hundredth of it's capabilities to remember things. Some of use their memory even more. As more we store things into our memory as more we can widen it. But sometimes we have phenomenal exceptions. Among million human beings we can find couple of people who have really extraordinary memory banks.
But that's not all. Among 100 million people we may have individuals who's memory is practically limitless. They are extremely rare and you happen to be that case, Volodja, if my calculations are correct. I also believe that in this country you might be the only specimen. Maybe there is one more, but that should be all. And people like that have to pay a price for their extraordinary nature, intelligence and memory development abilities. Their senses become really enhanced because of physical and mental pressure they constantly experience and that might become dangerous and exhausting. No wonder that you are overly sensitive even when you sense emotions, you poor Canary. And no wonder that you are full of different kind of knowledge and even quotations from different authors.
Unfortunately nobody can help you with your sensitivity problem, because at moment we have less than a ten people like you in Earth, so we don't have much information about that phenomena. Maybe it's caused by constant memory training and overusing your brain. Maybe it's a gene mutation. Nobody knows yet. But you can be a help to me now. I have lot of papers which I can't bring along so they must be destroyed. You, my friend, will help me storage that data."
"All right, Pyotr. Bring this pile here and we will test your theory right away," said Volodja. "And I do hope that you are damn wrong about it, because I have enough problems already than being a man who knows all the secrets. And now you are saying that I am sense and sensibility on one package." Volodja sighed before he started to read and memorize everything.
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Post by Marcel Lestrange on Jul 4, 2015 10:33:17 GMT
Marcel Lestrange dashed through the snow with no horse and no open sleigh but on his two feet. Although he went over the snowy fields there was no laughter and no freaking bells everywhere because stealth was main characteristic of his movement. Dodge was abandoned and intact when Marcel observed it, but still he approached it after meticulous scanning procedure. Life has taught him being careful. Fortunately nobody was there - except him, of course - so he opened the door, removed straps and the stone and sat to driver's seat. After few minutes, full off ignition attempts and muffled cursing in French, Dodge Durango finally started to move and Marcel stopped it only after reaching behind the gates.
"First stage completed," he informed Atticus. "Now we will wait until scouts car approaches and then you can play a scarecrow as you planned. Just do not let me wait in a snow too long. Sneezing and coughing are not part of your plan, I assume." He went out from the yard again and found himself a nice, comfortable and really cold snow pile to hid into.
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Post by Belle Starr on Jul 4, 2015 12:57:54 GMT
As Belle Starr was going through Pyotr and Stephanie's home, she stopped by the bedroom to grab a white sheet, making a makeshift poncho to put over her brightly hued armor to camouflage herself in the snow, thinking to her EGO, "Remind me to replace that when I get back to Paradise, MOM!" Belle almost laughed at the way her mind worked. They were about to overrun by enemies that hated humans, and she was worried about the next white sale. She blurred out the front door, having MOM, her EGO psyche, locate the slow moving enemy vehicle on her radar and flanked it's left side, then paralleled it's course out of their sight. Belle however, had enhanced senses and a control of her own organic structure, so she manipulated her optic lenses to give herself telescopic sight. Belle saw the vehicle was a truck rather than a car, making another mental note to teach Lexy the difference when she had the chance. Belle confirmed the vehicle's destination was Pyotr's compound and noted there was a squad inside of well-armed Collective soldiers, grizzled veterans by the look of them - then with a shock saw that some of them wore what appeared to be human skin masks and that the vehicle itself seemed to be decorated with human heads on pikes! Belle had just reported to her team her findings, when she noticed she was near the collapsed gulanite mines outside of Defiance where she had looked for Nolan and fought the Monarch. Suddenly, the ground went out from under her, and she fell into the dark for some time, hitting the ground hard in a chasm hidden far below under the snow and dirt which gave way under her weight. Belle rose up on her arms, her armor and energy shield saving her from any real physical harm. Standing up, she shifted her eyes to infra-red mode as she peered into the darkness, but saw nothing. She then tried to contact the rest of her team via her EGO, but as she feared, all EGO and hailer transmissions were blocked by the natural features of the gulanite caverns - or perhaps something else. Meanwhile, as Voldoja went through and memorized Pyotr's papers, he ran into old lab notes of Alfred Greenstreet, over two decades old, entitled Project Star. All of the details on the project that created Bell Starr, a human spiled with Volge genes, as the perfect super soldier to fight the next Pale Wars, were there, including Alfred's projection that such a creation had a maximum life span of thirty years.
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Post by Taffer on Jul 4, 2015 14:00:59 GMT
"Pyotr, as you just heard, I'll be manning your house's defense system while you're working with Volodya. Please take my hailer so we would stay connected", Taffer said, handing the device to the scientist. "If you need immediate help and can't talk, tap S-O-S in Morse code on its screen. It will send an alert signal and your location to me. I need access codes to all systems including energy management. You may want to change them first if they contain something personal. Also it would be much safer if you give me the ID of the EGO unit you had just installed in that Casti girl. I'd like to brief her on the situation immediately after she wakes up."
Taffer rushed to the second floor, where the main control room was located, His EGO receiving access codes from Pyotr on his way there. He contacted Omnivolts and commanded them to return, noting that only three of them stayed online. He checked the electrical fence then went to the turret controls. He set all his team mates' EGO IDs as friendlies for both Omnivolts and turrets and added Marcel's and Lena's EGO IDs to the list as well. Turrets went online just fine and he noted he could see surroundings through their cameras. Once all means of defense were on and checked, he opened a window and climbed to the roof to look around the area with the his scope of his Ranger.
"Looks like another bunch of Dark Matter wannabe fanatics", he said to his team's EGOs, "good thing they are rather predictable, bad thing I'm afraid all negotiations with them will be futile. Wait, I've just lost Belle's signal. Her vitals were under my constant monitoring and she was not receiving damage before the connection was lost. I suspect a signal jammer somewhere or something like that. I'm sending you her last coordinates I've received. By any means, I'm staying here protecting our Doctor and his patients until they are evacuated. Unless Atticus orders me to do something else of course."
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Post by Volodja Uljanov on Jul 4, 2015 14:33:16 GMT
"Chief," replied Volodja. "Let's wait and see. I can go after Belle as well if needed. I have an advantage - my modified armour which is almost noiseless." At moment he has to stay and guard the house as it was agreed before, but after memorizing all the paperwork and discovering evidence about Alfre'd experiment with Belle Starr, he had to do something to get this mess out of his mind at least for awhile. Cursed Alfred! Making human experiments with his children and now Volodja discovered that Belle's predicted life time is about thirty years. That means most of it is already over. He can't act right now but he and Alfred will have a long and serious talk before Volodja can decide if he tells it to Belle and if yes, then how he tells it. It was one of those few times when Volodja Uljanov found easier to shoot somebody instead of using words. Alfred had doomed Belle and kept his mouth shut all these years. And now Volodja stood before dilemma. He had to keep silent or read Belle her death warrant. Bad choice or worst choice. At moment he could not decide about that anyway. Things were getting too hot here. Yershov's were packing, loading their things to the car. Erika felt still a bit weak so she just sat there, holding her beloved firearm in her lap. Taffer arranged their defence line, Belle was MIA and Atticus and Marcel, what a duo, were somewhere in the snow. Lady was probably on her way to Vigilant or already there and Lena was sleeping. Everybody had something to do, except Volodja, who, after doing his part, had to ponder about those damned papers, he just read, and waiting orders because he was afraid that his independent actions may cause even more trouble than the one they were having. Damned subordination!
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