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Post by Belle Starr on Sept 25, 2015 8:42:05 GMT
Belle Starr slowly shook her beautiful blond tousled head in understanding at Kabule's comment, replying, "Maslow in his hierarchy of needs states that self preservation and survival are the base motivations in life, and that we cannot progress beyond that as civilized folk until those are satisfied! I hope y'all realized Kabule, that you CAN become a better person now, for with us at your back, y'all don't have to settle for mere survival anymore! You can have so much more - like family and self-actualization! Just chew on that for a while!"
Belle didn't wait for an answer, just stopping long enough to kiss Vo goodbye, thank him for the information about where the poison antidote ingredients might be found, and wish him good luck on his Alcatraz mission, then signaled to Erika Widowmaker hat she was ready to go. Erika smiled slightly as she watched the two couples kiss, then nodded to Kabule and Atticus as she followed Belle out the war room's door and to the garage to meet Wolfram.
"Heroics are not the only thing that is a young person's game," Thought Erika to herself, "As love is as well." Then Erika remembered to collect her EGO psyche for the mission, saying through the telepathic link they shared, "Time to go Amber!"
The three of them got into Belle's white Charger with Belle driving and began their white knuckled journey through the gray San Francisco wasteland, racing past the Dark Matter roadblock at the toll bridge, through their mine field, and finally across the decrepit Golden Gate Bridge to the Bug N Chug on the other side. Belle dutiful got the ingredients to the Kabule poison antidote, mixing them carefully on the hood of her car and putting the antidote into the small refrigerated box Vo provided for her. Belle, Erika, and Wolfram then crossed the street to where the Hellbug Hunt was to begin.
Belle noticed that Ara Shondu had spared no expense to make this an occasion to remember for Senator Cael, with a buffet table, plenty of servants, and most important, plenty of security. With so many witnesses, Belle had a hard time believeing that Fakbule, if Senator Cael had indeed fallen into that role again, would ever try to take her life here. Ara, and then Cael greeted them heartily, obviously having more than a few drinks in celebration before the threesome arrived.
"Mother, Belle, Wolfram - so good to see you all!" Said Cael cheerfully, hugging each of them in turn, then saying to Erika, "Now mother, don't scowl at me so, I would have called you soon, but this diplomatic mission took priority, and besides, I just got into town! Good news: Ara here has agreed to support me in my bid to become the next Chancellor of the Votan Collective! Isn't that wonderful! And you may quote me to FCN Ms. Starr."
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Post by Atticus Batman on Sept 25, 2015 9:25:57 GMT
As I continued to just sit and listen, I kept thinking, "Dak being in Command is dakking boring!" To be honest when I realized Kabule was trying to be helpful and the only real insults were directed at me, I no longer paid complete attention. So I only said something when his uncensored mouth started to go too far. As he talked about his morals and his Nasty as he calls the poison that he created, my mind once again wandered towards Lady and how I wished she was in my arms right now. As I decided to pull out my datapad and watch my lovely wife nap for a few seconds, as I couldn't be with her in person, I heard Kabule stop talking and noticed him chugging the Rum. I had no problem knowing why there, as I felt similarly about "OUR" childhood. I opened my datapad and used my commands to access my home bunker's cameras, as I heard Volo start to talk to Kabule. So I stopped what I was doing long enough to hear how their conversation was going, just in case I had to scold my "Little Brother" again.
"A little remark before we go to our separate ways," said Volodja, reluctantly releasing Sandy's lips but maintaining his embrace around her. "Every Kabule has the face of his creator. Advantages and flaws they have, are based on their creator's personality. No offence, matey, but you were created as a big brother figure for Atticus. The one with iron fists to beat up the bullies.
Mistress's Kabule might copy some of your features, but he is run by somewhat different program, because his author and creator is not the scared kid, but quite complicated mastermind. So that Kabule is not exactly your long lost twin brother and I prefer to avoid using the cliché about the "evil twin" until I am sure who is more evil of you two. Just pulling your strings, Kabule. I thought that you were in need for a distraction.
That mind behind creating Fakeabule has her weaknesses as well. She is orthodox in her beliefs, judgemental and she is granny who wants to use her grandchildren to take over the world. At least some of her features were probably transposed into her creation. And features of Kabule's programmer must be there as well, because I am not sure that Mistress was the one who programmed him. I suggest to consult you to our distinguished programmer Pyotr Pavlovich Yershov about that. He knows a lot about personality creation. If you don't mind, I continue with my previous and most pleasurable task for awhile, if Sandy wants to continue. You may slap me for my rudeness after I have finished kissing you, my love, my life."
Kabule stopped drinking and chuckled as he responded, "Matey?! First I was a mathematician now I am a pirate? Look at my leathers! I am a biker! Don't matter. However I must correct you on something fucking else as well! I am not the fucking big brother, Assicus is! Doesn't that make him more pathetic?! Not only did he create a fucking twin brother to protect him, but he created a YOUNGER fucking twin brother to protect him! And perhaps you are right that the creation is supposed to have a big part of the fucking creator in them, but things happen beyond the creator's control if that creation gains freewill and takes on a fucking life of it's own as I did.
Anyway if a Kabule must be evil then I say it is the fake one! I did not forcefully fucking take control of Assicus, he gave me control! The Fakebule is forcing itself on our fucking nephew, Senator Cael. It may have been originally by the Mistress's orders, however how do you know that she is still completely controlling him. Perhaps he has also taken control of himself, and, unlike me, he IS forcing himself on his host mind out of some sort of fucking personal vendetta. Also we all know this fakebule is an imposter so he needs stopped and Cael needs his mind and body fucking back. And no I don't mind if you continue your previous and most pleasurable task for awhile. After all those cherry lips of her say somebody needs to fucking kiss them and I would be shot by one or several fucking people in this room if I tried. So you BETTER give them the kiss they fucking desire!"
As Volodja smiled and his lips found their place on Sandy's again, Kabule once again smiled lecherously for a second, then he snooped through my desk until he found the other bottle of rum I had in it. As he went back to drinking, I went back to my data pad and Belle chimed in.
Belle Starr slowly shook her beautiful blond tousled head in understanding at Kabule's comment, replying, "Maslow in his hierarchy of needs states that self preservation and survival are the base motivations in life, and that we cannot progress beyond that as civilized folk until those are satisfied! I hope y'all realized Kabule, that you CAN become a better person now, for with us at your back, y'all don't have to settle for mere survival anymore! You can have so much more - like family and self-actualization! Just chew on that for a while!"
Belle didn't wait for an answer, just stopping long enough to kiss Vo goodbye, thank him for the information about where the poison antidote ingredients might be found, and wish him good luck on his Alcatraz mission, then signaled to Erika Widowmaker hat she was ready to go. Erika smiled slightly as she watched the two couples kiss, then nodded to Kabule and Atticus as she followed Belle out the war room's door and to the garage to meet Wolfram. Kabule said, "Hury back Big sister! You are so much friendlier and comforting than our cranky brother!" By that time I was focused on my data pad but did notice Erika's movements and Belle's and Kabule's remarks, so I smiled absentmindedly and nodded back at Erika. Then I went back to looking at my data pad.
I brought up the camera in Lady's and my master bedroom. However she wasn't there. So I switched to the nursery cams and no Lady or twins. So I checked the twins bathroom nothing, the upstairs sitting room and nothing, then the downstairs living area. The twins were in their downstairs cribs asleep and the holo-nanny was active and quietly singing to them and knitting. Starting to wonder where Lady was, I decided to start viewing every room camera in our bunker. So I switched back to our bedroom and still no sign of her, but I noticed light coming from the master bathroom. So I switched to the bathroom camera, thinking that perhaps I would see my sexy wife in the bath or shower. However as I scanned the room with camera, I realized she wasn't in it. Just then I noticed war paint on the mirror and realized something was written there. So I zoomed the camera in and adjusted the focus to read the message. In Lady's hand writing, I saw, "May re-tri-BU-tive justice be done!"
Not realizing it, I yelled, "Dak now what the hell is going on here?!"
Kabule looked at me a little shocked and said, "Something wrong Brother?" As I was getting more worried by the second, I responded as if on auto-pilot with, "I am not sure yet! Give me a dakking second!"
Then I accessed Lady's GPS tracker to find her location. It was listed as in the hanger near the VBI VTOL plane, Taffer's team would be using. I brought up the hangar's camera on my data pad and there was her electronic surveillance band lying near the plane.
As Kabule approached to see if he could do something, while making sure that he was watching my guns and hands as he knew I could lash out at any second if I suddenly felt threatened, I growled "Dak! What the hell is she thinking?! Alright there is a dakking problem! Taffer you need to see this! I'll put it on the main viewer!"
Suddenly on the main viewer I brought up several screens. In the first, the image of lady's message from our mirror appeared for all to read. "May re-tri-BU-tive justice be done!" then in the second, the co-ordinates of Lady's electronic surveillance band were listed. In the third was the footage of her band lying near the plane.
I said, "I do NOT need to look any further to know that she must be in that plane. She most likely knows it's location and what we think happened to Chase. So obviously she is thinking of doing something VERY stupid!"
Kabule flashed a crocodile grin and said, "Gee where would she come up with something like that Brother Assicus? Perhaps you, maybe? Look at her message! It is referring to YOUR precious retributive justice system after all!"
I glared at Kabule and snapped, "This is NOT the time for your smart mouth, LITTLE Brother, Kafool! You may have been the tough protector at one time, but we both know my skills have far surpassed yours! So can it for once!"
Kabule frowned and said, "I didn't mean nothing bad about it, damn honest! Just that your stupidly profound sense of fucking justice has rubbed of on the young babe! One would think that's a fucking good thing. Although judging by your fucking response it may not be. So go find the wifey! I will be fucking good. If not, then I am damn certain one of the other twins in the room will happily fucking terminate my visit."
I quickly stood and put my helmet on, as I said, "Vo you heard him! If he gets out of line then tell him, and if he doesn't listen, then terminate his dakking visit! You have the War Room for now! As I am borrowing one of your team mates! Volodja it looks like you need to make a pit stop in the hangar, before you go spelunking in Alcatraz. Taffer it involves the plane assigned to you for your mission and I am guessing you want to run your own diagnostics on it before take off anyway. So Taffer, Volodja, you are both with me! Now let's go to the hangar!"
I headed out the door and headed to the hangar, certain that they would be right behind me. As soon as I got to the hangar I looked around near the plane until I spotted the tracking band. Then I picked it up and walked into the plane. As we started to look around, I said, "Tianna, my Snow Angel! I know you are in here somewhere! whatever you are planning needs to stop! breaking your probation and sneaking off to Canada is not justice! It is the opposite. Besides retributive justice says the law officers or the victims decide on the dakking justice! Not the accused! So if you really are trying to make sure retributive justice is being carried out, then you are doing it wrong! It is not your place to decide the form of justice! It is somebody else's! Right now those law officers say you must stay here. So if this is indeed because you want to follow justice, as you keep saying that I am all about dakking justice, then you must stay here. This is where that justice has currently ordered you to dakking stay, after all! Besides all of your family needs you!"
As I continued looking around the room, I frowned and reluctantly said, "Volo perhaps you could help? I think this is more your field of expertise than mine and to be honest I am not sure what I said is helpful or what I can say or do to get through to her. I love her completely and it hurts knowing that I can't seem to help her. So please put that teacher's advice that she trusts and respects and your silver tongue to use and do something to help my Snow Angel. I am not asking as your Commander but as a friend and perhaps brother. So please help my Snow Angel."
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Post by Volodja Uljanov on Sept 25, 2015 9:38:53 GMT
"All I have to say is that Lady is about to make the damn wrong move. You are trusted under our custody and if you run away, it will affect all of us. Belle vouched for you, so she will be the first to put under fire because of that. Then Cooper remembers that he and Atticus don't get along so well and he probably accuses him for helping you to escape. Then Ara and Cooper remember that I was your spokesperson and advocate and that gets me involved as well. These are the legal consequences of your escape.
Now we will continue with moral and emotional consequences. Your escape means another blow to Atticus. I just managed to pick up his pieces from the floor and glue them together somehow. Last thing he needs, is seeing you run off again, my dear student. Second - your babies need you. They are on breast feeding stage and need every bit of nutrition and only mother can give them what they really need. Besides - every moment you are separated from your children will be LOST time forever. You can't never get those moments back. They need you, you need them. Simple as that. Oh, almost forgot to mention that the rest of us who won't be arrested for helping you escape will be worrying themselves sick about your well being if you run away.
So you see - you are not alone and lot of things depend on your decisions. Lot of people will be affected by them. If you go, then it brings more harm to everybody, including yourself. If they catch you, then you will be locked away. If you stay, we have better chances to clear your name by following relatively legal methods. You are mature and intelligent being, Lady Christianna, and I trust in your ability to make decisions. Just consider those aspects, I told you about. I can't convince you to stay, but I remind that you are most important person at moment, lot of us depend on you and you have lot of human and non human fates in your hands. It's up to you if you want to make things better or turn them to be not so good. You proved that you are able to take responsibility, but once you have taken it, you must keep that as well."
Volodja leaned himself against the wall, crossed his elegant hands on his broad chest and smiled by himself, although his brown eyes stayed serious and very old, because if Lady decides to run, their future will be somewhat insecure.
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Post by Lady Christianna on Sept 25, 2015 13:31:22 GMT
Lady Christianna stiffened and she clutched her Crimefighter shottie harder as she heard Atticus' voice from the darkness of the crate she was hiding in. As Atticus pleaded with her to come out of hiding, pink tears began to flow from her big eyes, rolling down her chalk white cheeks and leaving trails through her war paint as they traveled downwards.
"Doesn't he understand?" Lady mentally asked MOM, her EGO psyche, through their telepathic link. "Eye for eye!"
"Atticus understands, but he loves you," Began MOM slowly, trying to get through to the weeping teenager, "And he is saying that it is not you who decides your punishment, but the authorities."
"Invisible again, not the Mistress of my own fate - again." Muttered Lady to herself, than thought back with determination, "NO! Drove Chase into desert, now go there to die like he did! Or even better, let Chase find me and decide punishment! Eye for eye! Like Wikipedia said!"
Then Volodja began to speak and Lady listened without tears. She always found his voice calming, and when he was her tutor, he usually made her want to learn, except for math, which she hated to read about but had an innate skill in using. When he read poetry or told about history or geography, she would always listen in rapt interest, even though for appearances sake she would feign disinterest. Like most great teachers and great orators in general, he didn't realize he was one, and that made him even more convincing.
After Volodja had finished his say, Lady decoyed out of her box of hiding and out of the plane into the hangar, dragging her Crimefighter behind her as she ran to Atticus, hugging him tightly as she dropped her shottie and the pith helmet she was wearing went flying, crying again as she wailed, "Eye for eye! That's what Wikpedia said about re-tri-BU-tive justice! Forced Chase into desert to die, should go to desert to die too! Find him and let him take re-tri-BU-tive justice! Don't know what to do, but MUST do something! Tooth for tooth! So confused! So tired! So... sad..."
With that said, she burrowed her small white tressed head into Atticus' broad chest, her tearful large pink eyes watching the VTOL leave for Canada without her, still not sure about anything except her love for the big man in her arms, as she whispered to him over and over, "Love you, love you, love you..."
In the back of Lady's muddled mind, she began to realize that maybe, just maybe, that was ALL that mattered!
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Post by Volodja Uljanov on Sept 25, 2015 13:39:10 GMT
"The great Chinese strategist Sun Tzu once said: "If you wait by the river long enough, the bodies of your enemies will float by." Sometimes you do the best by doing nothing," said Volodja after the sweet moment was over.  "You have a lot to do anyway, Lady Christianna. Including one special project I planned for you long ago but never had time. That idea should benefit us both. You can teach me Castithan culture and language. That stiff prick Simaro was right when he suggested me to widen my horizon of knowledge. And you are responsible for me when you agree to do it, because if I fail, then it could cost me my life. We both get experience from that, so we both gain. We can begin after our mission in Alcatraz. What do you say, Teach?" And Volodja tossed piece of gum into his mouth (he saved one piece for the occasion), chewed it, blew a gum bubble and popped it. Just like Lady did during their first lesson which occurred....probably centuries ago. |
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Post by Lady Christianna on Sept 25, 2015 16:23:32 GMT
Lady smiled enigmatically at Volodja, her pink eyes hiding a gleam of admiration as she pointed with one small alabaster forefinger at him, but still clinging to Atticus with her other arm, and proclaimed, "Only one Teach but... okay. Will teach you what I know about Castithans. When you get back." Then she added after a little thought, "Thank you Teach."
Then Lady renewed her hold on Atticus until he picked her up, where upon she giggled as he carried her back to their family bunker, only stopping to pick up her electronic anklet, which they would put back on her when they reached the safety of home.
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Post by Volodja Uljanov on Sept 25, 2015 16:34:35 GMT
Volodja smiled and waved to the couple. Then he sent a message to Cooper, telling that Lady Christianna is still at their base with no intention to leave anywhere. Those damn devices tend to send signals when they were removed and logical step was to inform authorities right away to avoid their sudden visit. Especially when most of them were left or about to leave and were unable smoothen edges if Cooper shows up and asks about "bracelet" removal. That threat was terminated now. Cooper can have his beauty sleep without being disturbed by negative thoughts. "A hailer call a day, keeps the good old Cooper far away," he muttered, heading back to the rest of their group, especially to his beloved Sandy.
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"A hand job a day, keeps troubles away," muttered Marcel at the same time, while Lena and him were heading to the drug distribution point of late Askaru Ivu. It was really weird coincidence that whenever they teamed up with good doers, somebody got killed and gave a chance to inherit their property to Lena and Marcel. They got hangar and a plane and two minions from one gig and now they were about to enter into new business - drug trafficking.
"Lena darling," he said. "I think that first we have to try to reason with those guys. If they refuse to listen then...I think that you can use some really sharp arguments on them. But do not touch the chemists. Good specialists are hard to find. There must be couple of them there, to divide the stuff into smaller portions and mix with some substitutes, so they could make decent profit. Nobody sells pure stuff. And you are good at recruiting minions....and doing other things. Working with you, my love, is a pure pleasure."
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Post by Vo Kshaa on Sept 25, 2015 18:41:54 GMT
Vo immensely enjoyed the kiss Belle finally managed to give him despite all the hectic events that were happening at the meeting and soon after. As Atticus, Volodja and Taffer left to check the VTOL aircraft and if that could be connected to Lady somehow, and Lu left too, not to be asked twice to visit the armory to get herself a charge blade, Vo left in the War Room to keep tabs on what's going on and if anything would require cordination on his end. He looked around and saw Sandy looking at him inquiringly. At first he was surprised not knowhing what she might wait from him but the he realized that Sandy always remained a dutiful soldier and now, as various events were starting to happen, she was waiting for his order as he was the leader of the group now, despite her desire to be with Volodja in case he needed her help.
"It seems okay, they didn't find any threats for now", Vo said, showing the flight deck on the screen where the group of three men could be seen inspecting the aircraft. "Now Sandy, as you'll be the pilot of our group, you better get the Gargoyle ready to flight once we get in. One more thing — I remember you have the Corruptor type detonator, right? This will be very useful in this type of expedition, so be sure to take it with you please. It will be a good match to my Milking Maid too."
Vo traced her look and saw her still watching Volodja on the screen as he was entering the aircraft, and added, "Don't worry Sandy, I'll be watching things from here and call you if there's any sign of something unexpected that may happen. But we really need to take off as soon as we resolve this little disturbance so we could get to the Alcatraz before their traces went cold."
As Sandy exited the room to execute the order he gave her, Vo remained in the war room, watching the action on the flight deck unfolding. While he watched, he didn't forget to call Kaj by his hailer and inform him of a new mission he was assigned at his command, and also advise him to stock up on heavy weapons, heavy armor and a high capacity shield for their next operation. When it was done he thought of his own gear. This time his favorite shotgun will still go with him, but not as his primary weapon, as it would probably be replaced with Milking Maid. Tha shotgun was too much a close-range weapon and from what he had heard of Alcatraz expeditions, getting to close the enemies Ark hunters were meeting there was too risky and he could not take that risk now being a leader of the group. His seconrary weapon was Radiant Pulser, so that he could use all the radiation enhancing perks. But he also thought of taking his old Frontier Sub-carbine with biological nano in case they would meet radiation resistant enemies. The last weapon he thought of taking was the Blackened Frontier Semi-Auto sniper rifle. He thought of Volodja being the sniper of the group as he was definitely more skilled in it, but he also thought another good sniper rifle wouldn't cumber the group too much.
When he saw that the little story with Lady's disappearance was successfully resolved, he moved from the War Room to the flight deck, leaving Corporal Lebeau on duty. While on his way, he informed Volodja and Kaj that he expects to meet them at the chopper when they are ready to proceed and also informed Volodja of his presumed role of the sniper if didn't mind it.
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Post by Volodja Uljanov on Sept 25, 2015 19:00:08 GMT
"Not mind at all," said Volodja. "I can do the sniping. I brought my good old Ranger along anyway."
The rest of his equipment contained his Partridge shotgun for close combat and Solstice Pulser. Once again he left his sword behind and took his shovel instead. That shovel had proven itself in many battles already and not only as a weapon but as a tool as well. Sniping, eh? He can handle that. But there was another problem to handle...
He remembered Taffer's warning that Vo's soft spot was sparing lives and that could be used against him. When to think about it...They all had their soft spots about taking lives. Maybe it brings some use to their operation and they can avoid spilling the blood and keep casualties low. Or relatively low. Depends on situation. If it's about them or enemy who wants them dead, then one must shoot first and deal with conscious later. And they had to destroy every last gram of the drug to avoid further enslaving of Indogenes.
"Here I am," he announced, climbing into Gargoyle. "Lady is fine and with her family now. By my humble opinion the best custody and cure for her, so we are almost ready to go. Only Kaj has to come yet. I believe that he is in psychiatric wing. Just give him some time. We had our moments (Volodja gave Sandy another loving and longing look after saying that, wishing to have another one soon) and he deserves one as well."
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Post by Sandy Bell on Sept 25, 2015 20:10:35 GMT
Sandy Bell was wearing her California Marine outfit and Ironclad Rearm shield as she stored her Thorny Rose SMG and Corrupter Detonator in the storage compartment under the pilot's seat. Vo Kshaa, the leader of her team, had asked her to bring that particular detonator and she was glad to do it, as it was a favorite of hers. More importantly, he seemed to have good reasons for her bringing it, for evidently they would be fighting in close quarters and it complimented his own detonator.
As Sandy began the final check of the Gargoyle's checklist, she thought to herself, "I may be a fucking simple soldier, but I sure as hell like to know that the leader has a plan."
Sandy decided she liked Vo Ksha as the leader of her team, for he was decisive in what he wanted and when he wanted it. Furthermore, she was glad he was selected as team leader rather than Volodja in that Volodja might seek to protect her, and since she would have none of that, it might cause friction between them. There had been way too may circumstances in the past where misunderstandings had driven them apart, and she did not want that to ever occur again. Sandy had decided that communication was the key in making their relationship last - that and making sure that Volodja was reassured that there love was the real thing, which she knew was true, but could tell he second guessed at times, not because of her not being worthy of it but because he often doubted that he was.
Sandy had taken it as her personal mission to reassure Volodja that their love was true whenever possible, so when Kaj, the last team member to board, was on the copter, she said good naturedly over her throat microphone as she started the rotors spinning, "Please fasten your seat belts and put your tray tables in an upright position. We thank you for choosing Sandy Bell Airlines as your travel choice for the day! Next stop, Alcatraz Island! Oh, and by the way - I love you Volodja Uljanov!"
Sandy grinned as she flew the helicopter first straight up, then horizontally towards Alcatraz Island low enough to evade enemy radar but high enough to not hit the craggy peaks that dotted the grey San Francisco wasteland. As her baby blue eyes scanned the landscape for potential dangers, she had a sudden idea, so asked over her voice microphone, "Hey Volodja, would your friend Tommasino have any contacts on Alcatraz? If so, maybe they saw some unusual activity that could lead us to the Inquisitors? Think you should hail him?"
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Post by Taffer on Sept 25, 2015 22:27:53 GMT
Once the little event with Lady trying to play stowaway was successfully resolved, Taffer gathered his group in the VTOL aircraft and asked Candyass to take of ASAP before anything else could happen which could further delay their departure. He also tried to occupy the second pilot seat, but the plump black woman shooed him away in a playful but insistent manner. Having said that she still could rely on his pilot skills in case there's any need, Taffer walked back to the passenger cabin. He spent the rest of the trip telling Lu about adventures their team had, first with him and Vo since they met after the New Freedom crash, and then as a part of Belle's team including Chase, whom they actually were going to search for. He noticed that each time he mentioned Chase, Lu saddened a little more. Upon seeing that, he asked if there's something she wants to talk about, but the Irathient woman only waved her hand saying there's nothing important in that for their mission. To not upset her more, Taffer changed the subject to their space flight, but then it was Taffer's turn to become sad as he looked out of the window only to see that the moon wasn't visible at that time of the day, and even if it was, its far side was still hidden from him forever. Lu noticed that and asked if there's something he wanted to talk about, but Taffer only smiled sadly and said there's nothing important for their mission in that.
When they were close to their destination, Taffer asked Candyass to land the VTOL in front of the entrance through the stasis net so they could enter the city as any regular guest could and also use the registration console to ask Esthete on the results of the search for now. They thought i would be a simple and short procedure, but then...
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Post by Atticus Batman on Sept 26, 2015 1:40:45 GMT
After Volodja had finished his say, Lady decoyed out of her box of hiding and out of the plane into the hangar, dragging her Crimefighter behind her as she ran to me, hugging me tightly as she dropped her shottie and the pith helmet she was wearing went flying, crying again as she wailed, "Eye for eye! That's what Wikipedia said about re-tri-BU-tive justice! Forced Chase into desert to die, should go to desert to die too! Find him and let him take re-tri-BU-tive justice! Don't know what to do, but MUST do something! Tooth for tooth! So confused! So tired! So... sad..."
With that said, she burrowed her small white tressed head into my broad chest, her tearful large pink eyes watching as Taffer's team arrived and boarded their plane, and the VTOL leave for Canada without her, still not sure about anything except her love for the big man in her arms, as she whispered to me over and over, "Love you, love you, love you..."
I held her to me and whispered back, "Love you more, love you more, love you more."
"The great Chinese strategist Sun Tzu once said: "If you wait by the river long enough, the bodies of your enemies will float by." Sometimes you do the best by doing nothing," said Volodja after the sweet moment was over.
"You have a lot to do anyway, Lady Christianna. Including one special project I planned for you long ago but never had time. That idea should benefit us both. You can teach me Castithan culture and language. That stiff prick Simaro was right when he suggested me to widen my horizon of knowledge. And you are responsible for me when you agree to do it, because if I fail, then it could cost me my life. We both get experience from that, so we both gain. We can begin after our mission in Alcatraz. What do you say, Teach?" And Volodja tossed piece of gum into his mouth (he saved one piece for the occasion), chewed it, blew a gum bubble and popped it. Just like Lady did during their first lesson which occurred....probably centuries ago.
Lady smiled enigmatically at Volodja, her pink eyes hiding a gleam of admiration as she pointed with one small alabaster forefinger at him, but still clinging to Atticus with her other arm, and proclaimed, "Only one Teach but... okay. Will teach you what I know about Castithans. When you get back." Then she added after a little thought, "Thank you Teach."
I said, "He is right. At least about Sun Tzu's philosophy and sometimes waiting being the best or only option. I don't know about the rest, that is between the two of you."
Then Lady renewed her hold on me until I picked her up, where upon she giggled as I carried her back to OUR family bunker, only stopping to pick up her electronic anklet, which we would put back on her when they reached the safety of home. Volodja smiled and waved to us as we left the hangar.
As we left the Hangar we saw Chris, who I asked to retrieve Lady's pith helmet and crimefighter, "Baby". Then I said to Lady, "I am afraid, I must make a stop in the War Room to make sure somebody got sent home. I am also afraid he can be quite a hassle and very uncensored, so I am sorry in advance for him."
As Lady and I entered the War Room, we saw that Kabule was still indeed there with Lebeau in charge of the place. Kabule and Lebeau were talking about shark-gator wrestling or some such thing. Then Kabule saw us and said, "Aw damn man! Looks like I must fucking go! Hello beautiful upset little babe! You must be Lady, the fucking Big Brother's hot wifey! I am Kabule, the rarely mentioned little fucking twin brother! Alright Assicus! I will fucking go fucking home now!" Kabule took one more drink, then put away my glass and rum. Then, as he took another long drag of his cig and blew a huge pillar of smoke, he said, "Once more into the damn comforting fucking Darkness!" and disappeared back into my head.
After he completely disappeared from the room, and back into my head, I turned to Lebeau, with Lady still in my arms holding tightly to my chest and said, "Lebeau set the base holo-emmiters so Kabule can no longer access them without permission. We do NOT need another one of his unwanted little visits! You still have the War Room." As Lady and I left, Lebeau said, "Aye Mon Commandant! It be done in jus a sec!......an done! G'night mon cheri Lady and mon Commandant!"
I then carried Lady out into the compound and over to our home bunker. As my hands were full, she giggled and took one of her delicate hands off of me long enough to enter her access code into our door. It opened and we walked in, with it automatically securing behind us. Then I carried her up to our room. I helped her strip down to her panties, once again admiring her beauty and wondering how I got so lucky, as I re-secured her GPS tracking anklet and then I stripped down to my boxers and climbed into bed next to my sexy but confused and tired wife. Hopefully this time we could just cuddle and enjoy each other's company undisturbed by missions and base issues for a while.
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Post by Kaj Oenfer on Sept 26, 2015 2:08:59 GMT
While still with Kara, Kaj got a call on his hailer from Vo Ka'shaa to inform him of a new mission he was assigned to at Vo's command, and also advise him to stock up on heavy weapons, heavy armor and a high capacity shield for their next operation. Kaj agreed and hung up his hailer. Then he turned back to Kara and as he stood, he said, "I am afraid I must go on another mission. So I must go get ready." Kara kissed Kaj gently on his lips for "luck", and Kaj happily kissed her back lovingly. Then he went to the main armory to get ready.
Kaj looked at the armor and helmet selections. However he was having a hard time finding anything that would even fit somebody of his stature, so he asked the Fortress Quartermaster for help. The Fortress had a limited selection in his size, however the Quartermaster was able to show him a decent selection. After the Quartermaster showed him what they had in his huge size, Kaj continued to look at it for a few minutes, trying on a couple different pieces of armor and helmets. He finally decided on some Urban Commando armor and a Cryotech helmet.
As Kaj was looking at weapons and other gear, he got another hailer call from Vo saying that Vo expects him to meet the team at the chopper when he is ready to proceed. Kaj hung up the hailer, then looked at the selections some more. He grabbed some bio grenades and some frag grenades. For weapons, he went with an Epic EXL Deadly Detonator, an epic Bio Accelerated Surge Mk I, and an epic El Presidente converted to rad nano, just to try something different. He also grabbed a Hurricane Regenerator Ark shield. Then headed to the hangar.
So when Kaj, the last team member to board, was on the copter, He apologetically said, "Sorry for being Later Vo, but it is hard to find gear in my size. I do hope you are fine with my selection." After Vo said his opinion on Kaj's choices, Sandy said good naturedly over her throat microphone as she started the rotors spinning, "Please fasten your seat belts and put your tray tables in an upright position. We thank you for choosing Sandy Bell Airlines as your travel choice for the day! Next stop, Alcatraz Island! Oh, and by the way - I love you Volodja Uljanov!"
Sandy grinned as she flew the helicopter first straight up, then horizontally towards Alcatraz Island low enough to evade enemy radar but high enough to not hit the craggy peaks that dotted the grey San Francisco wasteland. As her baby blue eyes scanned the landscape for potential dangers, she had a sudden idea, so asked over her voice microphone, "Hey Volodja, would your friend Tommasino have any contacts on Alcatraz? If so, maybe they saw some unusual activity that could lead us to the Inquisitors? Think you should hail him?"
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Post by Volodja Uljanov on Sept 26, 2015 4:11:53 GMT
Volodja replied with another quote from "The Art of War" by Sun Tzu: "Thus, what enables the wise sovereign and the good general to strike and conquer, and achieve things beyond the reach of ordinary men, is FOREKNOWLEDGE."
And he explained: "That means gathering knowledge of the enemy's dispositions, and what he means to do. And that foreknowledge is only obtainable by reckoning, not by abstract thinking. So you are right, my love. I mean, Sandy. Sorry about that lapsus linguae during the mission. I should ask Tommasino. Will be doing it right away."
Before doing that, Volodja had to say something to Vo as well. He was the group leader for this mission after all and Volodja want to remind him about something important. They all were important, but as always some of them were more important.
"Vo. I think that we should keep our eyes on Sandy and not only because I love her and want her to be unharmed, but also because she is only pilot we have and that makes her essential if we don't want to get back by hitch hiking. My opinion, of course. And now I have to make some calls."
Volodja started to tap his hailer and when he got connected, he said: "Tommasino, amico mio. I am on my way to Alcatraz and would like to have information about the situation there. Anything you can give us might help to save our culo's."
"If you start to speak in plurals, then you feel responsible for others, because I don't remember you paying too much attention to your self preservation. Guess I have to help you again. Not only because we are friends, but Stahma Tarr has not lost hope to meet you in person one day, so we both would be really upset if something happens with you. I do have some ragazzi's there.
I'd suggest you to contact with Mek Yew...His last name is too complicated, because he is an Indogene, so I don't even try to pronounce it. But I have to warn you that Mek is quite complicated person just like his last name. Not sure how you can convince him to open up, because he tends to be extremely careful about strangers. Bad experiences with both Votans and humans, I assume, but he is a an excellent specialist and dedicated to his research of cyber rigs. For the benefit of the Tarr Family, but it's fair and square, because he gets kicks from his discoveries and we get profits from weapon production. Everybody are happy this way.
You can't break through his defence with direct approach, but have to earn his trust first. Maybe rest of my boys can help you with that. Speak with Tony the Bat, his Sensoth bodyguard and probably closest thing to a friend, Mek has. And NO. His nickname has NOTHING to do with Chiropteras or Batman. It's more about baseball, if you know what I mean. Take care now."
Volodja sighed. Things seemed to get more complicated with every moment. Now they had to deal with another bunch of complicated characters, including a xenophobic Indogene, but one can never tell how hard or easy things are going to be before trying. Every mission has challenges and every mission has its rewards.
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Post by Belle Starr on Sept 26, 2015 14:07:29 GMT
"You seem a bit nervous, Ms. Starr," Remarked Senator Cael as he killed with one shot a warrior hellbug with a Headshot Custom bolt action rifle. "Naw, not at all, but call me Belle! I'm just not used to shooting hellbugs for sport! When I kill the varmints, it's usually because they're trying to kill me first!" Said Belle with a toothy grin, her beautiful blue diamond eyes protected from the glare of the mid-day sun by her Frontier Shades, but behind them she searched for any indication that "Fakebule" was behind Cael's pleasant demeanor. "In the Votan Collective far south of here, hellbugs are a blight, so if we did not encourage hunting to keep down their numbers, they would soon over run our farms and ranches." Replied Senator Cael as he calmly shot another hellbug, a flying archer this time. "Nice shot Senator! So to what my FCN viewers want to know: Why are you running to be the next Chancellor of the Votan Collective?" Asked Belle, her FCN camera visor recording as she spoke. "Well as you know - and please call me Cael - the last Votan Collective Chancelor was recently murdered by a human in Defiance, so many Votans in the Parliament and in the government as a whole wish to renew the Pale Wars over the incident. Votans as a whole are peaceful, and I wish to not only maintain the peace between the Votan Collective and the Earth Republic, the largest human country in this hemisphere, but also bring humans residing in the Collective to full citizen status. Only then will we have true harmony among the races. I believe I can best serve that goal as Chancelor." "A laudable goal, Senator Cael! Thank you very much! And there you have it loyal viewers, an exclusive interview with very possibly the next leader of the Votan Collective! I think we all wish him luck in his Peace initiatives! That's it from your Frontier Reporter, Belle Starr! Y'all keep safe out there, you hear!... And that's a rap! Thank y'all kindly for the interview, Cael!" Said Belle with a warm smile as she took off the FCN recording visor, all the while searching for any indication that there was a second more villainous personality lurking behind a friendly façade. "So how long are you staying in Paradise?" "Actually, this is a whirlwind trip, so I flew in just for the day, and will only be staying the night. Now that I have Ara Shondu's political support, and, thanks to you, brought my message of peaceful co-existence to E-Rep and the rest of the peoples of North America, my task here is done. Please give my condolences to my uncle Atticus Batman as to the unfortunate incident with his wife. Assure him that if he needs anything from me to keep her safe, I will gladly do it. I can grant her diplomatic asylum in the Votan Collective, if need be. Oh... excuse me, there is Law Keeper Cooper - I do want to thank him for the fine security he provided me during my surprise visit today. Excuse me." As Belle watched the broad back of the Irathian politician recede as he went to talk to Law Keeper Cooper, Ara Shondu walked up to her, a puzzled look on her beautiful chalk whte Castithan face, as she said, That's funny, the senator said he just arrived today, but he arrived four days ago, although I haven't seen much of him during that time. I assumed he was visiting you or his mother at Fortress Kshaa, or making political rounds. He must be suffering from jet lag, as I understand he has been very busy flying around the world building up political support for his bid for the Chancellorship of the Votan Collective." Belle avoided Ara's pink eyes as she replied, still staring at Cael's back, "Yeppers, he's suffering from something, sure as shooting!" Then Belle noticed something on the heel of Cael's boot that made her focus her enhanced vision and report it to her team mates ASAP. On it was a small crushed plant, that Alfred, her EGO psyche, identified as a plant that only grows one place in the Bay Area: Alcatraz Island!  |
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