(OOC: Did we all forget about this because of my new farm? We can't have that...)
Jake and Kagome were busy providing supression fire from a doorway marked "Stan's Quality Danegoods" while Kohran keyed in the door's combination. It was amazing how many people overlooked an obvious weapons cache, but the improperly-properly-spelled sign seemed to be sufficient camoflague.
Finally, Kohran announced, "It's done." The door opened, and the three Stellvians dashed into the room inside...
...only to discover a large number of opened, empty boxes. "Blast! Somebody else got here first." Kagome locked the door closed behind them. "At least we have a few seconds to get our feet back under us. Is there anything useful left?"
Jake held up two nerf tommy-guns. "There's ten drums of ammo for these."
"Good. Have you found anything, Kohran?"
"Oooooooooooh, yes... yes! Yes!" She was bent over, half-inside a large packing crate. "And the crate of ludicrous-string grenades is still here! Unopened!"
Jake and Kagome looked at each other, and grinned. "You going to need some help, ma'am?" Jake asked.
"Thanks. Would you load the grenade launcher while I load the nerf guns?"
Kagome nodded. "You two work on that. I'm going to risk contacting Noah."
My wristcomm beeped. "Noah here."
"Sir, it's Kagome. Kohran, Jake, and I are inside the cache. Somebody else got here first, but Kohran's toy is intact."
"Good. Leda and I are following up on a lead Lebia sent us, so we're going quiet for at least five minutes."
"Understood. Mishima out."
I turned to Leda. "What's the target's status?"
She looked up from the mirror she was holding around the corner. "She's trying to raise someone on her wristcomm. I think she's starting to panic."
"Most if not all of her team has been eliminated already. Let's put the poor girl out of her misery."
Leda smiled, and passed me a grenade. "Here you go."
"A type 17 goop grenade?"
She nodded, and tapped her pocket. "And I have the dissolver right here."
Which, once applied, would leave the target free... and naked. "You're too good to me, Leda."
"I know. But this is on one condition, Noah: you can look, but you can't touch."
"That sounds more than fair." I gave her a quick kiss, then walked around the corner. Our target was still panicking, and still alone. Just before I threw the grenade at her, I said in my best Jokey-Smurf imitation, "I've got a present for you, Ms. Mikuru..."
--
Rob Kelk
"Governments have no right to question the loyalty of those who oppose
them. Adversaries remain citizens of the same state, common subjects of
the same sovereign, servants of the same law."
- Michael Ignatieff, addressing Stanford University in 2012
Jake and Kagome were busy providing supression fire from a doorway marked "Stan's Quality Danegoods" while Kohran keyed in the door's combination. It was amazing how many people overlooked an obvious weapons cache, but the improperly-properly-spelled sign seemed to be sufficient camoflague.
Finally, Kohran announced, "It's done." The door opened, and the three Stellvians dashed into the room inside...
...only to discover a large number of opened, empty boxes. "Blast! Somebody else got here first." Kagome locked the door closed behind them. "At least we have a few seconds to get our feet back under us. Is there anything useful left?"
Jake held up two nerf tommy-guns. "There's ten drums of ammo for these."
"Good. Have you found anything, Kohran?"
"Oooooooooooh, yes... yes! Yes!" She was bent over, half-inside a large packing crate. "And the crate of ludicrous-string grenades is still here! Unopened!"
Jake and Kagome looked at each other, and grinned. "You going to need some help, ma'am?" Jake asked.
"Thanks. Would you load the grenade launcher while I load the nerf guns?"
Kagome nodded. "You two work on that. I'm going to risk contacting Noah."
My wristcomm beeped. "Noah here."
"Sir, it's Kagome. Kohran, Jake, and I are inside the cache. Somebody else got here first, but Kohran's toy is intact."
"Good. Leda and I are following up on a lead Lebia sent us, so we're going quiet for at least five minutes."
"Understood. Mishima out."
I turned to Leda. "What's the target's status?"
She looked up from the mirror she was holding around the corner. "She's trying to raise someone on her wristcomm. I think she's starting to panic."
"Most if not all of her team has been eliminated already. Let's put the poor girl out of her misery."
Leda smiled, and passed me a grenade. "Here you go."
"A type 17 goop grenade?"
She nodded, and tapped her pocket. "And I have the dissolver right here."
Which, once applied, would leave the target free... and naked. "You're too good to me, Leda."
"I know. But this is on one condition, Noah: you can look, but you can't touch."
"That sounds more than fair." I gave her a quick kiss, then walked around the corner. Our target was still panicking, and still alone. Just before I threw the grenade at her, I said in my best Jokey-Smurf imitation, "I've got a present for you, Ms. Mikuru..."
--
Rob Kelk
"Governments have no right to question the loyalty of those who oppose
them. Adversaries remain citizens of the same state, common subjects of
the same sovereign, servants of the same law."
- Michael Ignatieff, addressing Stanford University in 2012