Betrayed...but by who
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		<h2 id="linktree">Non-Adult Sandbox =&gt; Non-Adult Roleplays =&gt; Topic started by: Lady Jenn on January 05, 2012, 05:42:07 pm</h2>
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				Title: <strong>Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 05, 2012, 05:42:07 pm</strong>
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				Captain Morrison sat playing absent-mindedly with his gun as the helicopters flew low over the terrain, heading for their landing zone. He'd read the mission plan six times and still wasn't comfortable with the landing zone, but he'd been told they did this now or they didn't do it at all. He was glad he'd been given free reign to pick the two squads, he didn't need fresh-faced kids on a mission like this.<br><br>As the helicopters touched down on the ground the two teams jumped out, Morrison signalling for the others to form a perimeter.<br><br>"Tal," he said, walking over to the comms expert who was sat a short distance from him. "Send a coded message to Orion Base, tell them we've made landfall and will make contact with them once the mission is complete."<br><br>As Tal set about his work Morrison looked around him. He couldn't shake the feeling something was wrong, their approach to the landing zone had been a little too quiet for his liking. Oh well, he thought to himself, this should be done in no time.<br><br>"Petr," he called to one of the pilots as he turned around. "I want you t-"<br><br>He didn't finish his sentence, an instant later an explosion engulfed one of the two helicopters, the force of the blast knocking him off his feet. He was alive but he'd been knocked out cold as burning wreckage fell around them. One helicopter had been destroyed entirely and the other was a burning wreck, barely recognisable as the sleek craft it had been moments before.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 09, 2012, 02:50:56 pm</strong>
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				Skylar, often going by Sky, rode to the landing zone in silence. The loud thundering sound the chopper's blades made drowned out all other noise as she stared off into space. She was known for that, spending whatever free time she had staring out into space. Most people who saw this didn't even bother with her, thinking her a waste of time to teach. But obviously somebody else thought differently about her because she was currently on her way to a landing zone for a really important operation. Hand picked was the squad and she was one of them. The thought brought a slight smile to her face as she thought of what her old classmates would think of her now. Sky was only 19 but she was the best at what she did, and what she did was fight. She could look at a situation and figure out the best course of action quickly and efficiently, but that wasn't all she could do. Where her hand-eye coordination failed her, reflexes and balance made up for. She was most definitely a hand to hand combat kind of girl, with swift, fluid movements that quickly brought whatever enemy down. Her brain registered that the land they were flying over currently was only five minutes away from the landing zone, and this fact wiped the smile from her face. There was no time to get distracted now, it was game time and she would not disappoint. As the copter neared the ground, she jumped lightly to the earth below her, but she had only returned to a normal standing position when the helicopter blew. Her body was pushed forward, and she managed to twist so that she was rolling out of the way rather than flying to the ground. She lay on the ground for a few minutes in a daze, her mind spinning while trying to comprehend what was going on. Finally she sat up, and tried to stand but she was grounded by a series of coughs that erupted from her chest. She must have inhaled the smoke, and it was beginning to burn her lungs slightly. Grabbing her gun, she managed to bring herself to a standing position, her eyes surveying the world around them. She spotted the Captain lying on the ground and she immediately rushed to his side.<br><br>"Captain Morrison! Captain Morrison! Can you hear me?" She yelled, not wanting to move him in case of injury. She placed two fingers against his neck and determined that he was indeed alive. "Just unconscious. That's good." She breathed to herself in relief before slapping the Captains cheek. "Wake up Captain. Now is definitely not the time for a nap." She pulled out her cantine and poured it over his head, hoping to cool him down from the blaze as well as wake him up.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 09, 2012, 02:58:01 pm</strong>
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				He came round, trying to sit up and instantly yelping with pain as he tried to lean on his arm. It took him an instant to evaluate the situation. Half his team lay dead and both helicopters were wrecked.<br><br>"Wha..." he said, feeling his head with his left arm. "What in God's name just happened?" he asked.<br><br>Although he wasn't a medic he could just about tell his injuries, alarmed at what his body was telling him. He had a gash on one leg that was visibly bleeding and from the pain in his arm he guessed he had broken it. Noise in the distance told him he had no time to worry about his health.<br><br>"We need to move," he said. "Every soldier for miles around will have seen that explosion and if we stay here we're sitting ducks." He tried to stand up, sitting down almost immediately as he realised he could barely put weight on his foot. "Damnit, I'm not walking anywhere like this."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 09, 2012, 03:06:35 pm</strong>
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				In silence Skylar unwrapped a scarf from her neck and moved to the side where his arm looked disfigured. She moved it to the position it should have been and tied her scarf into a sling for it. <br><br>"There isn't anything I can do about your leg and foot here. We need to find some sort of cover." She looked around her, noting the position for their landing zone was too far away to run to, saying as her Captain couldn't run. "What are we going to do? I can help you to cover in the trees over in that direction but I'm afraid we don't have enough time for that. Our only other real option would be to hide among the wreckage, but that would result in us most likely getting caught. I need an order, Sir." Her eyes scanned the area, her ears focusing in on the sound growing from the distance.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 09, 2012, 03:11:53 pm</strong>
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				"The helicopter's the best option," he said, looking around. "If we're in luck they don't know how many were on the helicopters so they'll assume everyone's dead."<br><br>He scanned the area, letting out a sight as he saw Tal's body slumped over his comms unit, which had somehow survived the explosion itself.<br><br>"Grab the comms unit," he said. "I don't think Tal will be using it ever again. But whatever you do don't radio HQ, don't ask me why but I have a very bad feeling about this."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 09, 2012, 03:20:22 pm</strong>
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				"Yes Sir!" She immediately sprinted over to the comms unit and picked it from underneath the body of Tal. "Forgive me." She said as she pushed his body over and retrieved the device. She thought it odd that she was asked not to contact the Head Quarters. Wasn't that what you were supposed to do during this kind of event. "An order is an order, and you do not disobey an order." She said to herself as she made her way through the reckage. She climbed into the wrecked helicopter and ditched her bag and the comms unit there. Keeping her gun with her, she quickly returned to the Captain's side. "Let's hurry, we are starting to run out of time. And no disrespect Sir but you are going to be a pain in the but to haul over there." She completed her statement with a smile to show her amusement at the situation but offered her hand to her Commander anyway.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 09, 2012, 03:28:46 pm</strong>
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				He stood up, gritting his teeth in an attempt to ignore the pain from his leg. He just about limped over to where the helicopter was, lying down behind it, holding the gun with his good arm although hoping he wouldn't need to use it at any point.<br><br>"That was a bomb," he said. "I've seen that kind of blast too many times before. The only way they could've got a bomb onto either of those helicopters is back at base before we took off so..." he paused, trying to calm the anger he felt at what had just happened. "It doesn't take a genius to guess what's going on."<br><br>Two armed men entered the clearing, speaking in a language Morrison couldn't recognise and prodding the dead bodies. He held his breath, hoping they wouldn't check the wreckage, glad to see they seemed to be avoiding the wreckage entirely.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 09, 2012, 03:41:22 pm</strong>
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				"Sir, you can't be serious. Are you sure that this is the work of a bomb?" Her voice was a hushed whisper, her eyes glued to the men prodding around the dead bodies. Every muscle in her body was tense and ready to react at a moments notice. "I find it hard to believe that our own country has decided to betray us like what you are implying, but I have to agree that the facts line up too closely. The drop zone is too far from easy cover and the explosion was set for right after our landing. It just doesn't make sense though. Who would compromise a mission as secret and as important as this? What is there to gain? I just don't understand." She had to hold back a growl as one of the men kicked a corpse over and laughed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 09, 2012, 03:47:17 pm</strong>
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				"We're in the middle of a country run by one of America's biggest enemies," Morrison replied. "What would be the first thing anyone suspects if the commando team is massacred before it can complete its mission?"<br><br>He breathed a sigh of relief as the two soldiers returned from where they had come from, leaving the few survivors in relative safety.<br><br>"Someone's gone to an awful lot of effort to make this look like we were killed by the enemy, which means...oh god no," he said under his breath. "Fuck, this whole mission was a set-up, someone tried tipping me off we were walking into a trap but I wrote them off as a conspracy nut. I could tell you what's going on...or what I think is...but I'm not sure if you'll like the answer."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 09, 2012, 03:54:09 pm</strong>
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				"You are my Commander and I am to follow your orders. If I am left in the dark on information, I will be unable to aid you to the best of my abilities. Just tell me what you think and I will make my own judgments from there." Skylar said, watching the men as they walked away from their current position. "Though whether you tell me or not, I am pretty sure I have worked out the basics for myself. If what is happening to us right now truly is what you are implying, then once these guys leave, we need to round up the rest of the surviors and try to get home. We can't trust anyone fully though, what if one of the survivors is a traitor as well?" Her thoughts began to drift as she played out sevral different scenarios in her head.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 09, 2012, 04:03:49 pm</strong>
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				"They wouldn't risk putting a traitor in the squad," he replied. "I've got a reputation for spotting double agents, they'd have known I could've blown their cover too simply." He sat himself upright, leaning on part of the wreckage. "There are certain...forces within the US that believe the President is being too timid, that we have the strength to take control of half the world and he's being too much of a pacifist. Problem is they have no basis for launching a coup. That's what this mission was intended for, show the president is so incompetent he sent his best team on a suicide mission, either force the boss to resign or, if all else fails, launch a military coup. Especially good since the only person who even suspects what they're doing is, as far as they know, lying dead on the other side of the world."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 09, 2012, 06:03:38 pm</strong>
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				"Absolutely disgusting how someone can so willingly send a group of innocent people to their deaths. Whoever did this though thought it through and planned everything to the very las detail. What I can gather from the blast, I believe they were expecting us to exit the helicopter slower than we did. Look at the blast area, we weren't hit with the initial blast." She pointed her finger at the ring of smoldering ground around them. "We are pretty damn lucky though to have escaped with our lives. Had we been a bit slower, we would be out there dead. Had we been just a little faster, you might not have sustained quite as many injuries." She also noted one of her own injuries that she had overlooked in her rush to get to safety. She leaned back against the wall placing her fingers on her forhead and pulling away with blood. She grimaced, frustrated with herself for not seeing it before.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 09, 2012, 06:17:58 pm</strong>
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				"We can't stay here," he said, grimacing. "Even if the soldiers don't come back if any locals come past and spot us there's no guarantee they'll be in a charitable mood." He sat thinking about their options for a second in silence. "There's an...option we have, but we need to find some cover so I can radio without anyone spotting us. I shoulkd warn you it involves contacting someone who isn't...technically...officially sanctioned to help us. If you want to report me for going against orders when this is over I'll understand."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 09, 2012, 06:43:19 pm</strong>
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				She nodded in agreement with his words, her grimace quickly forming into a smile. "And who exactly am I to report you to? The world thinks I'm dead." She chuckled at the sick humor of it. "Alright, we need to work fast. The soldiers will most likely be back to clear the wreckage so the locals don't get hurt. While they are supposed to keep the scene secure, that won't stop some of the locals from getting curious and wandering in our direction. I think I can make it to cover without being seen by anyone smart enough to patrol the tree lining. I'll run our supplies out their and hide them." She pulled herself up to a kneeling position, grabbing her bag and strapping it to her back. Then she grabbed the comms unit and tucked it under her arm. "Think you can manage by yourself out here?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 09, 2012, 06:48:53 pm</strong>
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				"By sheer chance the blast injured my bad arm," he said, laughing. "Being right handed having my right arm still working means I can just about defend myself if any problems arise. I'll cover you, just try not to take too long." He moved himself as easily as he could with the leg injury, moving his gun so it had a clear sight of the area in front of the wreckage but was still just disguised by the remains of one of the rotor blades. He could just seen Tal's body from where he was sat. "I'm not looking forward to telling Tal's parents what happened," he said. "He only came on this mission cos I convinced him to, but for me he'd be safe at home right now."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 09, 2012, 07:06:10 pm</strong>
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				"It was his choice, all of our choice. We could have denied the request, infact by choosing this line of work we chose our own fate. What happened wasn't your fault, and you can't change that. What you can do is make sure that they don't get away with what they have attempted to do. And don't worry, I'm quick on my feet." She winked before sticking her head out slowly. Not seeing anybody she stepped out and proceeded with caution around the debris. When she made it to the cleared part she bolted for the tree line and quickly dissapeared into the darkness.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 09, 2012, 07:10:34 pm</strong>
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				As he turned around from watching her escape he saw a movement from the opposite end of the clearing. Two men were approaching, but these two weren't soldiers. One was a man dressed like a farmer while the other was dressed in a suit. Morrison was too far away to hear the conversation properly but he could tell one thing. They were speaking in English, in a country where very few people could speak English. Part of him wanted to move closer but he knew he'd be spotted in an instant, there was no other cover between them and him. He made a mental note of what he'd seen, hoping someone would know who they were.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 09, 2012, 07:35:56 pm</strong>
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				Skylar didn't slow down when she reached the cover of the trees, her feet carrying her deeper into the forest. It took her a couple of minutes to find a tree deep enough in the forest and hollowed out to hide the supplies. She stashed them inside and turned to go back. She stopped on her way back, the sounds of animals startling her sevral times. "I'm getting too jumpy." She hissed to herself, pausing once again at the tree line. Scanning the area she caught sight of two men briefly but she knew that by their position, if she were quick enough she would not be seen on her return. Slowly she made her way around the larger pieces of debris, crouching low and keeping her eyes on the men at all times. It took her longer than expected to make it to the last stretch, her muscles tensing so that she could spring forward. Sliding gracefully back under cover she paused a moment to breathe. "Who are they? And.... Are they speaking English?" She asked, her chest rising and falling rapidly from her long jog. The look in her eyes giving away the fact that they could not escape until the men had gone completely.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 10, 2012, 02:31:56 am</strong>
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				"They are," he said. "I researched this place thoroughly before we came out here, at least as far as the CIA are concerned no-one in this country speaks English. So either the CIA are wrong or those guys aren't natives." He kept watching as the two men got closer to the wreckage, causing him to duck under the cover and keep Skylar down as the footsteps approached, stopping short but now their discussion could be heard.<br><br>"We need to be sure they're dead," one of the men said. "The boss won't be pleased if we've left any alive."<br><br>"Even if they survived the blast they have nowhere to run," the other man responded. "As far as the local military are concerned they're American invaders, they'll be picked off in no time. We'd better go before the locals return."<br><br>Morrison grimaced, if he'd been 100% fit he'd have jumped out and forced both men to talk, but in his current state he would never have stood a chance. He could barely disguise the anger in his eyes as the two men's footsteps vanished into the distance.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 10, 2012, 06:16:47 pm</strong>
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				Skylar was still breathing heavily when the men approached their hiding spot forcing her to cut her air with her hand. Her eyes were blazing with disgust and hatred, something not often seen with her. It took all of her will power not to jump out there and beat them with more pleasure than interrogation purposes. Her face had begun to turn a slight shade of pink and was certainly grateful for their departure. She released her nose and mouth, panting and coughing as she did so. <br>"I have.... no luck.... at all." She coughed between breaths. It took her a minute to recover but then she was ready to go. "We have to go. They aren't the only ones who need to be concerned about locals." She stood to her feet and offered her hand to her Captain, turning her head to look out the way she had come.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 10, 2012, 06:22:53 pm</strong>
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				He took her hand gratefully, gritting his teeth to try and ignore the pain from his leg as he limped at what speed he could manage towards the treeline, finding where the comms unit was and slumping down in order to catch his breath before he did anything else. "Fuck, I'm not going to get far without medical attention," he said, beginning to feel dizzy. "There's only so far adrenaline will get me." He sat up fiddling with the comms device until he found the frequency he needed. "This is Yogi Bear looking for Major Tom, Major Tom please respond." There was no reply, Morrison thinking this was a bad moment for his luck to run out. "Those are our codenames for each other," he said, noting her confusion with a certain amount of amusement. "Its the one way we can be sure no-one will get suspicious about us hopefully."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 10, 2012, 06:42:19 pm</strong>
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				"Yes, because Yogi Bear and Major Tom are so inconspicous." She rolled her eyes as she picked through her supplies. She pulled out a small first aid kit and began to rummage through it. "Damn, they only sent us with the basic. There isn't much that I can do here, they really weren't expecting any survivors." She sighed, looking at the comms unit and hearing nothing. "Do you want me to watch that for you while you rest? Your body is under a lot of stress right now, it needs time to slow down for a while." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 10, 2012, 06:48:06 pm</strong>
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				He nodded. "If you get a response the guy's name really is Tom," he said, laughing slightly. "His codename at least makes a bit of sense. Tell him we need an airlift from as close to our position as he can get ASAP, he'll have a way of getting us out of here I'm sure." He lay down, drifting off to sleep in an instant. Within mere moments of him falling asleep the comms unit burst into life. "Yogi Bear this is Major Tom, considering your position and the fact you're using our emergency frequency I'm guessing this isn't a social call?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 10, 2012, 06:56:04 pm</strong>
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				"Great timing Major Tom." She said into the unit with a hint of sarcasm. "You just missed your Yogi Bear, he's resting right now. But you have made a correct assumtion. I'm not sure how much I can say over this but we need an airlift as close to our position as possible, and we need it ASAP. We are low on medical supplies that are worth a damn too, so if you can bring some with you?" A snapping twig made her jump but after listening closer it had a beat to it that hinted at a four legged animal. "Can you help us?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 10, 2012, 07:06:23 pm</strong>
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				There was silence for a few seconds before he responded. "I can't pick you up from there even at night, you're in luck though. About 20 kilometres south of you is a small village which I just happen to have a contact in. Go there, ask for Arun, he should have medical supplies with him. I'll get a Raptor out to pick you guys up as soon as I can but that's pretty rough territory to be sending even a non-US Army chopper in to retrieve people from. The helicopter will radio you on this frequency with the call sign Monster, if anyone else calls you on that radio that isn't me or the chopper do NOT reply, no-one else should be attempting contact."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 10, 2012, 07:20:33 pm</strong>
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				"Understood. Thanks so much." She sighed, nudging Captain's shoulder. "Sorry to wake you so soon, but your friend called just after you fell asleep. He says there is a small village 20 Kilometers South of here. We have been instructed to head there and ask for someone named Arun, he's going to take care of you there. Over the comms unit you are only to respond to Major Tom and Monster and no one else. Think you can make it that far?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 11, 2012, 01:59:11 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I think so," he said, standing up slowly. "I might need you to give me a hand getting there though." He was clearly still uneasy on his feet but he was determined to reach the village even if he had to collapse when they reached the safehouse. By luck, they found a young Indian man stood waiting for them on the outskirts. "Arun I'm guessing?" Morrison asked, glad to see the man nod.<br><br>"My house is over there," the man said, looking them up and down and quickly assessing their injuries, allowing Morrison to lean on his shoulder as well as Skylar's. "We need to get him inside, I think he's about to collapse."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 11, 2012, 02:30:45 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You would think I would have gathered that much information myself, given that I half dragged him out here." Her voice was thick with exhaustion but she still managed to smile as she helped with Captain Morrison. "We should hurry though, I'm not so sure I'm going to remain on my feet much longer either." She sighed as they came to the safe house, her stomach growling loudly. She rolled her eyes at her body's inability to go with out food for more than a while. "Sorry." She mumbled, helping Morrison inside.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 11, 2012, 02:40:30 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"There's some cheese in the fridge," Arun said as he helped Morrison over to the sofa and laid him down on it. "My first aid kit is by the fridge, bring it in here. I can't fix his wounds completely but I can at least stop the bleeding and avoid him getting any worse before your transport arrives."<br><br>"I'll be fine," Morrison said starting to sit up before Arun pushed him down again.<br><br>"Any sensible doctor would've told you to stay where you where," Arun said. "Although by the sounds of it that wasn't really a viable option."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 11, 2012, 02:45:44 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well soldiers aren't quite known for their smart decisions, only the one's that promote the best survival rate." She said as she went over to the fridge. Grabbing the first aid kit, she brought that over to Arun immediately before returning to the kitchen to raid the fridge for cheese. It was all she could do not to inhale the food, but she did devour it quicker than necessary."This stuff is so good. I don't believe I have ever had anything like it before."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 11, 2012, 02:54:37 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Its decisions like that which got Tom kicked out of the army," Morrison said, wincing as Arun put his arm in a sling and wrapped a bandage around his leg. "He works as a mercenary gun-for-hire nowadays, has his own private army and intelligence network at his beck and call."<br><br>"Shall I take a look at your injuries?" Arun asked Skylar once he had done what he could for Morrison. "I'm not a highly trained doctor but I'm the best you're going to get in this village."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 11, 2012, 03:10:12 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Be my guest." She said, allowing him to check out her own injuries. "It's kind of cool, to have one's own army. Though I have always thought it to be a lot more work than it's worth. A lot of responsibility. I sometimes wonder if it's just better to be a gunman rather than the man in charge." She thought aloud, not talking to anyone in particular other than herself. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 11, 2012, 03:19:18 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Not necessarily," Arun said as he began tending to her injuries. "The problem with following orders from someone else is they expect you to follow them however disgusting the orders might be. Most of those who work for Tom left their respective military or intelligence services because they disagreed with what their countries were doing."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 11, 2012, 03:23:37 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"My country is just lucky that I'm half way around the world right now." She growled, her hands balling up into two white knuckled fists. "This Tom guy is starting to sound like some sort of god. Is he always so welcoming and friendly... He didn't sound as rude as all the other commanders are back at home."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 11, 2012, 03:33:39 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"The Major Tom codename isn't a reference to his rank," Morrison said, laughing. "The highest rank he ever got to in the army was Colonel. He got hat nickname because he loves David Bowie. As for his personality...he's fine as long as you don't cross him. He has one heck of a temper on him when he's in a bad mood."<br><br>"Quick," get down," Arun said to the other two. "We have company. Can't be sure its soldiers but just in case we need to be sure they can't see either of you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 11, 2012, 03:40:44 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Honestly... At a time like this? People are just so nosey." She hissed, sliding into a stiff position that hid her from the sight of those at the door. She held her breath, clutching her weapon to her chest just in case it was needed. Her Captain was in no condition to fight and she couldn't be sure of Arun's abilities, but it was sure that she could not underestimate him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 11, 2012, 03:46:13 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				There was a kncok at the door which Arun answered, speaking in the same language they had heard the soldiers speaking earlier before he shut the door again, alughing slightly and shaking his head.<br><br>"They weren't soldiers," he said. "It was a couple of local kids who lost their ball around here somewhere. I told them if I saw it I'd return it, I know their parents well enough to know where they live."<br><br>"That's good," Morrison said. "But soldiers will come here eventually, let's hope our flight arrives first."<br><br>"This is Monster," a voice coming from the comms unit suddenly said. "We are inbound to your position. You need to be ready to go in ten minutes though, we can't afford to hang around once we land."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 11, 2012, 03:55:19 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She sighed with relief, her msucles relaxing as the kids left. "Yeah, but kids can be just as dangerous as the real deal. I take it word spreads quickly in a place as small as this?" She almost jumped through the ceiling as the comms unit sprung to life. "Thanks Monster. We should be ready by then." She answered it quickly before turning to Morrison and Arun. "Well you heard them, I guess it's time to get moving."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 11, 2012, 04:02:39 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Arun, maybe you should come with us," Morrison said. "I don't want to think our being here puts your life at risk." He stood up uneasily, feeling better than he had done but clearly still not well.<br><br>"I'll be fine," Arun replied. "I'm Indian, I'll look far less suspicious staying in this country than either of you will. Tell Tom I'll radio him if I get anymore news about Shadowdance, he'll know what you mean," he said, noting the confusion in Morrison's eyes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 11, 2012, 04:06:09 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Right. Shadowdance, we will tell him... Wait, what's Shadowdance? Oh nevermind, we have to go." She said, the name nagging at her with the need to know some big secret that even Morrison didn't know. "Monster will be here soon and Arun is close with the locals. He will be just fine." She urged him on, not wanting to keep Moster waiting.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 11, 2012, 04:19:11 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				They came outside just in time to see a large black helicopter land in the middle of the square, unlike any helicopter in the US military. Four soldiers dressed in strangely patterned uniforms jumped out, one indicating for them to enter the open door of the helicopter that was waiting for them. Inside were four other soldiers and two pilots. The helicopter took off again once they were all on board.<br><br>"Are you two okay?" asked the figure who had signalled to them who it turned out, under the light of the helicopter's interior, was a woman with a strong Russian accent."We're used to this kind of quick extraction mission so we've all but memorized the routine."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 11, 2012, 08:12:18 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Thanks. I'm fine, but Captain here... Well not so much." She smiled slightly looking at the craft around her. "This is quite a piece of work, don't you think. But won't the military get suspicious of the appearance of an helicopter randomly showing up after the blast?" She pondered this for a while, not seeing how it was possible not to raise suspicion. Now that she was among other soldiers, she allowed herself to relax some and actually breathe. "This sucks." Her words were breathed out as she sighed, her shoulders slumping in exhaustion.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 12, 2012, 02:46:52 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We had a small window to get in and retrieve you before the local military would notice us," the woman replied as one of the other soldiers tended to Morrison's wounds. "The village Arun lives in is so out of the way the area is rarely checked by radar. Obviously if we had come in during the day it would have been a little harder to pick you up without anyone seeing us."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 12, 2012, 04:09:58 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh. Well good job then. A mission... carried... out...." Her words trailed off as she tried to fight falling asleep. Her eyes slid shut slowly her chest starting to rise and fall at a much slower pace as her breath deepened and her muscles relaxed. And despite how much she tried not to, her thoughts began to wander and she existed in only a daze.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 12, 2012, 04:24:13 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Will they be fine?" the Russian woman asked the medic who turned to treating Skylar's wounds having stabilised Morrison. The man nodded in response so she headed towards the cockpit. "We're going to try and get a bit of a rest," she said to one of the pilots. "Give us a shout when we reach base, or if we run into any trouble on the way."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 12, 2012, 07:24:12 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Skylar was still partially aware of the world around her but only a bit, the rest of her drifted helplessly as her mind tried to rest. Images replaying the aweful events flashed through her mind and no matter how hard she tried to turn away or wake up, it was no use. There was no escaping the damage that her own country had inflicted upon her. What was even worse was that she was fully aware of it, unable to sleep in ignorant bliss.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 13, 2012, 02:16:48 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We've arrived," the woman told Skylar, gently shaking her awake. There seemed to be daylight streaming through the cockpit window but on closer inspection it wasn't. It was the searchlights and other lighting of a large military base swarming with soldiers and vehicles below them. "My name is Petra by the way," she said. "Apologies for not introducing you before."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 17, 2012, 03:49:21 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah, no no. You're fine. It's nice to meet you Petra." Skylar smiled and then yawned with a stretch. It took her a moment for her eyes to adjust to the brightness of the search lights, but she soon got used to it and was ready to move. She clutched her weapon closer to her and sighed. "We need to get a message to Tom. Is that alright?" She asked, holding back yet another yawn. <br><br>((Sorry it took me so long. Family issues.))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 17, 2012, 03:56:31 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sure," she said, nodding. Within moments the helicopter touched down, Morrison getting to his feet, still feeling slightly groggy, as one of the other soldiers pushed the door open. When their eyes had adjusted to the sudden light flooding the compartment they discovered three men were waiting on the landing pad. Two were soldiers dressed in similar kit to Freya and the others but the third was a tall man with a leather jacket partially covering a rather battered looking old US Marines uniform. Petra smiled as she jumped out of the helicopter, helping Morrison down. "Skylar, meet Major Tom. Or to use his real name, Tom Wilkinson. Ex-Marine and head of this little operation you can see."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 18, 2012, 05:00:27 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Nice to finally meet the mysterious Major Tom." She said with a sly smile, despite the nerves eating away at her. "I can't thank you enough for sending these guys out to help us and directing us to Arjun, who just so happens to have a message for you." She said, her smile falling away as she recalled the message that the man had given them before leaving. "He said something about radioing you if he heard anymore news on Shadowdance, said that you would know what I meant since I obviously haven't a clue." The fact of not knowing picked at her slightly, never having been one to sit back when information was involved. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 18, 2012, 05:07:23 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh, I know what you mean," Tom said, a grim look crossing his face. "I'll debrief you in our operations room. Follow me." He led them past an array of APCs and helicopters which covered the courtyard of the base, the occasional tank and jet fighter visible among the other vehicles. "We aren't quite as high-tech as we might look," he said with a laugh. "The Raptors are our fanciest kit, they were US prototypes but the man who created them defected to us so we have the only Raptors in the world." There were men and women of every age imaginable, a variety of accents and lnguages audible among the other noises. "Do either of you have any idea who might've been resposible for your attack?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 18, 2012, 05:15:51 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"The Captain has a few ideas bordering on treason, but I fear that he may be correct." She stopped for a moment, taking a deep breath before clenching her fists into even tighter fists. "We believe our attackers to be our higher ups." She half growled the words in her disgust at such a thought. "So far they have been the only ones able to pull off such a feat. They chose our landing point and our craft was rigged, we had little to no chance of survival. Lucky for us they miscalculated our speed and skills." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 18, 2012, 05:20:19 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I think I know how they knew when to set it off," Morrison said. "It can't have been on a timer because they'd have had no way to be sure when to set the bomb off. Just before it exploded though I told the pilot to radio Orion Base. If they had a mole or were listening on our frequency..."<br><br>"Don't blame yourself Rick," Tom said. "You couldn't have known that was what was about to happen. I think I know who the traitor is, you're not the first team he's tried to assassinate, you're the first team who's managed to survive one of his attempts though."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 18, 2012, 05:23:23 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well lucky us. I'm a survivor of a plot that no one has survived before, and I can't even return home to see my family because I am supposed to be DEAD! They don't even have a body to bury, this is total bull..." She cut her little rant off as soon as she realized what path she was taking with it. "Sorry, I'm a little touchy at the moment. I blame it on lack of sleep from trama." She hissed under her breath as she shut her mouth tight.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 18, 2012, 05:28:42 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Don't worry, I share your hate for the guy," Tom said, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a photo of a beautiful young woman which he handed to Skylar. "My fiancee, Tara Peterson. She was due to quit the Navy SEALS but the last mission she went on was to take out a powerful ally of our traitor. The ally had a quiet word with him and he ensured the team were heading into a perfectly set ambush. Their pilot managed one desperate plea for aid which one of my organisation caught by chance but...by the time we realised what was happening it was too late." Tom shook slightly with barely contained rage as he spoke."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 18, 2012, 05:35:56 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh, I'm sorry. And here I am complaining about people who I can always contact at a later time..." She felt guilty now, knowing that her whining was pitiful compared to the loss that he had faced. "She really was beautiful though, and I find myself starting to envy her for it." She laughed slightly but it was much too stiff to be actual humor. Her words were true though, she suddenly felt very self-concious about herself, which is something she hadn't felt since before joining the army.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 18, 2012, 05:43:12 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well you look beautiful yourself," Morrison almost before he had even thought about it, blushing slightly, which seemed to greatly amuse Tom. "Why don't you show us your file on this traitor then?" he said as they walked into a room dominated by a central map covered in a wide variety of pins and the occasional plastic representation of a soldier or vehicle.<br><br>"Well, technically there's more than one of them," Tom replied. "They have a sort of inner circle of their organisation. The guy probably responsible for the attack on you is this man though," Tom said, pressing a button under the table which caused the image of a rather unpleasant looking man with a vicious scar over one eye to appear on a screen on one wall. "He goes by two names: his alias is Snake, but his real name is Alexey Simitrovich, a Serbian-born, American raised, far-right extremist bomb maker. While the rest of the inner circle have various economic, diplomatic or military skills Alexey is there for when they need to deal with things in a less subtle but more surgical way."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 18, 2012, 05:49:07 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Completely lost in her own world she missed Morrison's comment about her but she was brought back to the real world by the image of 'Snake'. She nearly jumped fifty feet in the air having been caught by surprise, but now she studied his face a little closer. "So you mean to say this guy is the one the others go to when they need a little fat trimmed?" Something about him caught her eye and tugged at her memory. "He looks familiar but I can't quite place my finger on it..." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 18, 2012, 05:54:14 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"The irony for a man being employed to take out...'inconvenient' obstacles in the US military is he's an ex-Navy SEAL himself," Tom said, handing over a file. "Officially the records of his time in the US military were 'lost' in a fire but we managed to salvage a copy. He was one of the best of his unit, got a whole lot of press attention for saving the lives of his entire unit when they came under Taliban attack. But sometime after that he went AWOL and next thing we know a man calling himself Snake who looked a lot like Alexey was turning up at black market weapons fairs."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 18, 2012, 06:00:12 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I've heard of him, that much I know, but someone like that I highly doubt I would see under normal circumstances..... But I am almost positive I have seen him before, I just.... I just can't remember where or when." Her eyebrows furrowed in both concentration and frustration at her own little personal quest down memory lane. It nagged at her so much and she nearly shouted in anger at her inability to place it, for it just wasn't like her. "No matter, I'm sure after I get some rest I will remember him. Anything else we should know about our 'hero'?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 18, 2012, 06:10:05 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"He belongs to a group who don't just believe America needs 'resucing', they think the same about every country on the planet," Tom said. "If They get hold of the US Presidency they'd have the firepower to attack any target at will. Which I'm sure I don't need to tell you is a very bad thing."<br><br>"But that could trigger a nuclear war," Morrison said. "Why..He doesn't just deal in normal bombs does he?" he asked Tom. "If they were to detonate a nuke in America and could blame it on the Russians or North Korea then..."<br><br>"Then they'd have a mandate to take out any leader who refused to bow down to their show of force,"" Tom said with a grimace. "Exactly, luckily nuclear weapons aren't the kind of thing you can get your hands on easily, even for an organisation like them who've infilrated so many institutions across the globe."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 18, 2012, 06:18:36 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"What a brilliant plan! I mean, ofcourse it is terrible and completely wrong but just look at the mechanics of their plan. It's just beautiful! Wait a minute, do you have any ideas what he might do for a cover job of sorts. He has to be earning money on his own somehow. An out of pocket pay day from somebody else might raise a few unwanted flags."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 18, 2012, 06:23:28 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"They've got a myriad of cover stories," Tom replied. "Every time anyone comes close to discovering who these people really are the person investigating them tends to disappear and any identities they were hiding behind vanish and are replaced by others. There is an advantage to you being considered dead though, we may have a way back into America without anyone noticing...if you wanted to go that is."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 18, 2012, 06:28:32 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That would be extremely dangerous and completely rash but I'm in. Anything that helps bring this guy down is worth it. What exactly would you have us do? We can't just waltz in there dressed like this looking for work in specific places. We have to be careful not to be seen by anyone we know either... May I?" She made a gesture towards a computer asking permission to use it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 18, 2012, 06:34:11 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sure," Tom said. "Going straight after the Inner Circle would be too dangerous though, these guys have stayed hidden for so long by distrusting anyone who tries to get close to them suddenly. There are other people you can use to get to the inner circle though." He brought up a picture of a young man who looked similar to Alexey but minus the scar. "Alexey's younger brother Carlo, not a member of the same organisation but he regularly organises parties where the Inner Circle members visit. To those not in the know it just looks like an extravagant party thrown by a lot of people with more money than sense."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 18, 2012, 06:40:43 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"AAAAW! I love my friends, but sometimes I believe they are a little nutty. We might run into a little trouble though, come take a look." She was pointing at her Facebook page where many of her friends were either writing their condolences to my parents or on some rant about how they feel as if I'm not really gone. Even this one here about them not resting until they find the whole truth might raise a few warnings. If we are truly going to go back there, we can't go anywhere near people I know. If just one message hits the internet we are done." She said, her fingers typing furiously at the keyboard trying to search through all the messages about her, then doing a search on Morrison.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 18, 2012, 06:43:51 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Don't worry," Tom said, "we have ways around that. Arun, the guy you met, has officially been dead for four years. A bit of hair dye, a change of clothes, and even some make-up can fool some people. Besides, Carlo's house is on the other side of the country from where you live. I'd have thought its quite unlikely any of them will turn up on the other side of the country the same time you do," he said with a laugh. "You can take Petra with you though if you want extra security."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 18, 2012, 07:02:19 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"You have obviously never met my friends." She laughed as completed her search and signed off spinning around to face the group. The smile on her face was cheesier than that of an eight year old in a candy store, and it was quite comical to see but you could still feel her exhaustion seeping from her. "When do we start?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 19, 2012, 02:46:08 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Once you two have got some sleep," Tom said with a laugh. "If they haven't conquered the world yet they aren't likely to in the next 12 hours and you two will need all the energy you can get if you're going to infiltrate these guys." He went over to a cabinet and took out a set of keys which he threw to Morrison. "There are a set of private quarters just to the right of this building, there should be two rooms in there you two can take."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 19, 2012, 08:46:49 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"You never know. They might have that 12 hour countdown started on the wall of their evil lair. Haven't you watched the movies?" She sniffed with amusement before grabbing her key with a punctuated yawn. "I have always been one able to sleep on the go but beds have got to be the best." She was starting to sound like a teenager, though she wasn't that far off from the age. "If only I hadn't left my cell phone charger at home." She said absent mindedly stalking out the door towards the room.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 19, 2012, 10:22:17 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Are you alright?" Morrison asked as he caught up with her having stayed behind to have a short conversation with Tom. "Sorry, that's probably a stupid question considering the last few hours we've had." The building had two rooms, one large and expnesively furnished and the other which looked like it was intended more for a relatively light sleeper, barely furnished at all and with a bunk bed in one corner. "You can have the fancy room," he said to her. "I can sleep just about anywhere so I don't mind a dodgy bed." He headed towards his room, turning around before he entered it. "I guess I'll see you in the morning then." He wouldn't admit it to her but he found her quite attractive and part of him wanted to share her room with her but considering the night they'd had he didn't feel like throwing himself at her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 19, 2012, 04:16:01 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Don't worry about it, my father always told me there was no such thing as stupid questions. But I'm fine, really. Just a lot on my mind." She said pausing before her door. "You don't mind? Thanks, oh and good night to you too." She smiled before entering the room and falling straight onto the bed. Her mind was so full of thoughts that she didn't even have time to think about just one before she was out like a light. She hadn't even bothered to burrow under the covers but had placed her gun neatly in the corner. She knew it dangerous to fall asleep such but she didn't care and it wasn't long before she was drowning in frightful dreams of the day's events. Nothing made sense, but that wasn't the point of dreams was it? All she knew is that things were scary and people were trying to kill her, not much different from the real world.<br><br>((Sorry for the failure... a slight mental block.))
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 19, 2012, 04:37:47 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He had barely slept more than three hours that night, the image of what had happened playing on his mind as he tried to sleep. Finding a book on one of the shelves in the room he was sleeping in he went and sat on the doorstep to the building, surprised to see the base was quiet, or as quiet as the base ever got. Aside from the occasional patrol on the edges of the base there seemed to be little life stirring. Part of him wanted to go check on Skylar but especially not knowing how dressed she'd be he didn't want to stumble into her room unnanounced. He decided to sit reading until she was awake.<br><br>(that's okay, we all have writer's block sometime haha)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 19, 2012, 04:47:31 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				All through out the night she tossed and turned but still Skylar couldn't get any relief. Images kept playing through her mind over and over again, ones that had happened to her and then something her mind made up. It was the scarred face man from before, "Snake". He had come to attack her personally and it was an aweful battle to the end. He gave her a cut just under her eye on her cheek and on her thigh, cutting through the fabric and leaving a gash there. Finally she had kicked him over and managed to kill him but then her eyes adjusted to the room in which she had fallen asleep in and the realization hit her. She had fallen on the floor, wrestling with a pillow that now had stuffing all over the place because of her knife. She touched a warm spot on her cheek where there was a cut and growled with frustration. She grabbed her gun and stormed out of her room next door. She listened carefully but heard no snores so she knocked loudly and rapidly with her knife in one hand, her gun in the other. Not to mention the pillow stuffing that clung to her hair and the blood that trickled down her cheek and leg. Add to that the bags under her eyes and you have the perfect moster with the maiden's name of Skylar.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 19, 2012, 04:53:49 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He had been starting to doze off where he had been sat but the noise from inside woke him up again, bursting into the corridor outside and feeling a certain degree of relief that it was just Skylar and not anyone else. "Sorry, I couldn't sleep so I decided to get a bit of fresh air." He looked her up and down and sighed. "We had better take you to the medical wing, get your injuries checked over," he said, offering her his hand so she could lean against him as they walked, even though the medical wing wasn't that far from their dorm.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 19, 2012, 05:04:09 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Thanks. I just came to ask you if you could keep my weapons in a corner somewhere out of my reach for a while. It appears I have been sleep walking again." The words were half way between a growl, a hiss and a yawn. She looked absolutely wretched and was surprised that Morrison would even look at her let alone offer her his hand. She took it gratefully though and allowed him to guide her in the direction of the medical wing. "This is pathetic. I can't believe that I am unable to sleep in the same room as my weapons without hurting myself. Kind of makes you wonder why I chose this profession in the first place."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 19, 2012, 05:11:43 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"There was a guy in one of the first commando teams I led who was terrified of the idea of firing a gun," he said with a laugh. "He thought he'd die on the first mission he was involved in but when we came under fire he was the calmest people out there. The first thing you learn in this job is a good dose of adrenaline can get you a long way, well, within reason anyway." He found the medical wing where there was a young female doctor checking the condition of a male soldier lying on the bed who looked in a bad way.<br><br>"Put her on the bed over there," the doctor said when she noticed them. "I'll just finish writing this report up and then I'll be over to check you over."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 19, 2012, 05:21:21 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Take your time." She responded to the doctor, hoisting herself up onto the bed with her feet dangling off the side. "Even so, my problem has never been the actual mission but what came after a mission. I couldn't escape the terror of what I had done, what we had lost, how we could have been better. And even then it wasn't as bad as things are now. This is different, I was one of the targets this time and that comes with an entirely different set of fears." She sighed and winced at the same time, her whole body exhausted despite the circumstances.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 19, 2012, 05:26:33 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I felt the same way you do for a very long time," he said as the doctor walked over and set about dealing with Skylar's wounds. "I wish I could tell you how to switch off the images and memories of what happens but there isn't. What you have to do is remember what might have happened if you hadn't done that job. That's what got me through seeing a good friend killed as we helped defend a town full of innocent civilians from a gang of drug dealers working for one of the most dangerous drug lords in the world." He looked over at the bed the doctor had come from before turning to her. "He won't survive will he?" he asked the doctor.<br><br>"Its not impossible," she said, trying to smile before sighing. "He's been in a coma for two weeks, he's not technically dead but...let's just say his chances aren't great. His family don't even know he's here."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 19, 2012, 05:39:37 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I wonder if it's peaceful to be in a coma, though the family can't be too happy that he isn't home." She was sad for a moment before she turned into science nerd mode. "Have you tried talking to him? And I don't mean just asking if he hears you, but on a more personal level? Some people find that the more you talk to a coma patient, the faster their recovery. He needs something to hold onto, to pull him out of the tar pit he has fallen into, without that he might as well be dead already."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 19, 2012, 05:44:38 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Petra has," the doctor replied. "Cliff was one of her team on her last mission. But for her putting her life at risk to rescue him his body would probably still be where it had fallen. Because they grew up in the same neighbourhood she feels like the closest thing to family he has right now."<br><br>"And she still came to rescue us rather than stay here with him," Morrison said. "Although apparentely she came back," he said, nodding to the silent form of Petra resting her head on the bed, apparentely such a heavy sleeper she was unaware of their prescence. "At least it looks like your injuries are sorted," Morrison said to Skylar as the doctor finished bandaging her wounds.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 19, 2012, 06:13:54 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, keep trying. He should come around eventually. Oh and thanks for the help." She smiled at the doctor, hopping down and wincing at the same time. "Much appreciated." Then turning to Morrison she gave a mischeivous grin. "I need something to drink. Think you can hook me up?" She had now begun to realize why so many soldiers felt the need to get drunk at times and she was no different. The only problem was the fact that she was but 19 and they had all been legal ages. In her mind it shouldn't matter her age, only the level of her maturity... And she felt she deserved at least one drink.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 19, 2012, 06:19:30 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Is Kirk still running the old bar by the hangar?" Morrison asked the doctor who nodded, a slight grin playing across her face. "He gets the best drinks from all around the world, although I'm not sure all of them are gained through entirely legal means." When they reached the bar there was a man in his 30s stood cleaning a glass and whistling a tune. "What do you fancy drinking?" he asked Skylar. "All the drinks are on the house so don't worry about the price."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 19, 2012, 06:21:41 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				((I will post in a little bit. Dinner. Just thought you might want to know. :) ))
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 19, 2012, 06:23:38 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(lol, okay. Hopefully I'll still be here when you come bac)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 20, 2012, 10:32:19 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				((Sorry that you couldn't be. Parents went all out on this one, and had me out for the rest of the night.))<br><br>"Surprise me. Preferably something fruity if you have it though." She wasn't usually one for bitter drinks but she figured as long as it had some fruit to it she would be just fine. When handed the drink she sipped it cautiously before growling. "I am so going to become diabetic from this." She snickered to herself as she pulled out a couple packets of sugar from her pockets and dumped it into the drink. "Much better." She looked pleased with herself as she downed the drink rather quickly after that. "Hey, don't judge. I never go anywhere without sugar."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 20, 2012, 10:36:20 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That's okay," Morrison said with a laugh. "We all have our own little quirks, nothing wrong with that." It was only as he looked back over at Kirk that he realised why he was working in the bar and not in one of the military units. He had one arm in a sling and an eyepatch over one eye. "I'm beginning to think there's no-one in this base who isn't sporting an injury of some kind," he said with a laugh. "Even if some wounds are more obvious than others."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 20, 2012, 11:57:27 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"That is probably due to the excessive amount of insanity that has erupted about our world. When fighting no one thinks as they would normally, and sometimes that is a good thing. Other times it just gets you hurt. It's not quite as surprising to see all these injuries if you take notice to the many conspiracies that other countries are taking part in. It's not just ours that is turning against their soldiers, and it won't be long before they take advantage of the citizens. Insanity... Complete and total insanity." She hissed thinking back over the many articles she had learned to hack into, finding some of the information that other countries were planning things they should rather not. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 20, 2012, 12:13:40 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Even Tom is carrying a war wound," Morrison said. "Its partly why he wears that jacket, to hide the fact his right arm is badly scarred. He won't tell anyone how it happened though so your guess is as good as mine." The door to the bar opened and Petra came in, dressed in civilian clothing including a long blue dress and a set of heels. She came over to their table once she had got a drink from Kirk.<br><br>"Well we can't try infiltrating their inner circle dressed like soldiers," she said, smiling at the look of surprise on Morrison's face. "If we're going to a glamorous party I thought it'd be best if I dressed the part."<br><br>At that moment Morrison felt like the luckiest man alive, about to go on an undercover mission with two glamorous young women.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 20, 2012, 12:22:00 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You look smokin' Petra. Got anything that cute for me, saying as I forgot my wardrobe at home." Even as the tomboy she was, she couldn't resist getting all glitzed up for a party. "Do you think they would even let me in, though? I am 19 remember and usually these events are full of old people. No offense." She smiled deviously though her question was genuine. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 20, 2012, 12:27:00 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You're the same age as Snake's brother," Petra replied, "so if he's going to the party I'm sure you'll be allowed in as well. Besides if he takes one look at you I'm sure Carlo will be willing to persuade the bouncers to let you in. I've got a load of dresses in my quarters you can borrow, although they almost never get used, not much time for being glamorous in our line of work."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 20, 2012, 12:35:24 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ok, creepy thought but strangely reassuring. You'd have to help me pick one out though." She smiled at the thought of a party being her next mission. Something she never thought would happen in a million years. "When do we leave anyway?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 20, 2012, 12:38:56 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Tom's sorting out a private jet for us and our tech guys are making up some fake passports and ID's for us," Petra said. "Once those are ready we can go pretty much straight away. We can't go in under our real identities, there's no guarantee Snake and co. wouldn't get tipped off that we were in the country and then we're all in deep trouble."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 20, 2012, 12:49:36 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"In that case I shall go and get ready now... Coming Petra? See ya later Captain, and I swear to God if you laugh at me when I get back... I will shoot you without hesitation. Understand me?" Her smile was infinately more innocent than her words which gave the whole thing a sort of nerve wrecking vibe. And with that she stood up from the table and headed for the door. When she had reached it, she turned breifly and formed her hands into the shape of a gun then pretending to fire it in his direction. With that she left.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 20, 2012, 01:01:15 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She led Skylar through the myriad of tanks and APCs to one of the small buildings to one side of the base.<br><br>"Cos I'm one of the senior officers I get a dorm building all to myself," she said with a laugh. "Aside from me and Tom there's only two other people on the base who get that priveledge. The dresses are in that cupboard," she said, pointing to a large cupboard in one corner. "Pick out whichever one you like."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 20, 2012, 01:20:15 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Lucky ducks you guys are. And thanks for the dress." She smiled then opened the cupboard and let her jaw drop. There were quite a few dresses of all different colors and they were all more beautiful than the last. "Woah. You have got it made." She smiled as reached in and picked one at random. The coloring ranged from dark blue to a deep aqua. It reminded her of the ocean and how it could either be gentle or it could be fierce with light and clear waters or dark and mysterious. She fell in love with it immediately and decided that she would try it on. Slipping it on she found that it was the perfect fit and nearly shouted with excitememnt. "Oh my God, Petra. This thing is amazing. Where ever did you get it?" She twirled around in it, loving the free feeling it gave her. She quickly pulled her hair up into a fashionably messy bun with two strands falling free to frame her face. "Perfect."<br><br>((Here is the dress if you were interested to know what it looked like:<br>(http://image.made-in-china.com/2f0j00UeuTVJtzOCoP/Stunning-Evening-Gowns-DR-P10-.jpg)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 20, 2012, 01:53:13 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"An ex-boyfriend of mine bought it for me," she said with a smile. "Unfortunately for him he bought the exact same dress for the girl he was cheating on me with so you can guess how long that relationship lasted."&nbsp; She was checking a pistol that had been lying on a table, checking it had ammo before hiding it under her dress. "You do this job as long as I do and you discover ways of hiding weapons where only a complete pervert would try looking for them. I feel kinda sorry for Morrison though, he's got to spend the evening with two gorgeous women, how on earth will he survive?" she said, laughing at her last comment.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 20, 2012, 02:03:28 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ooh, ouch. That must of hurt...For him." She laughed at that, loving the dress even more because of it's 'sneaky' history. "Let's just take this one step at a time though. He has to make it there without a nosebleed first." She was already having a great time and they hadn't even left yet. "You know, I think I will trust you and him to be the ones with weapons. With this dress, I would probably be better off without. I don't expect this to turn into a fight but if it does, I can hold my own with just my fists. Let's just hope things don't come to that."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 20, 2012, 02:08:25 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You need to be careful with the Inner Circle though," she said as she gave her makeup one last check in the mirror. "I wouldn't advise underestimating them, especially since we'll technically be on their home turf." She looked out of the window and saw Tom and Morisson deep in conversation next to a small but sleek private plane. Morrison had changed into a tuxedo, shirt and tie. "I hate to say it but Morrison scrubs up almost as well as we do, don't get how the guy is still single when he looks like that."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 20, 2012, 02:13:36 pm</strong>
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				"Keyword 'almost'." She winked, looking at the two. "Yeah, alright, he cleans up nice. And you shouldn't worry about me. I'lll be carefull and I'll have you guys close by. What could possibly go wrong?" At that she slipped on the small heels and walked outside. "Ready to go, Captain?" She smiled already adjusting to the slight change in height. "Nice ride, you'd think we were going somewhere fancy or something."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 20, 2012, 02:21:40 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well we are about to visit some of the richest people in America," he said as he turned towards them, blushing slightly as he saw her in the dress. "You...you look incredible," he said, trying to hide how red he'd gone.<br><br>"Here's your ID's," Tom said, smiling as he tried to rescue Morrison from his embarrassment. "Morrison is now James Raker, Petra you're Natalya Romanova and Skylar you're now Jessica Tamarind." He handed them the passports and other ID they would need. "As of now your old identities don't exist, at least as far as the US government is concerned. We've managed to get you some tickets for the party which will be waiting for you at the private airport you'll be landing at, along with a stretch limousine to take you there."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 20, 2012, 02:49:00 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Fantastic, let's get this show on the road." She had noticed Morrison's blush and was trying very hard not to blush herself. "So how long until we arrive? It can't be too long can it? Not so sure Captain will make the trip if it's too long." She winked then grabbed her ID and boarded the craft. "Wooho! Road trip!"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 20, 2012, 02:55:30 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"We should be fine," Petra said as they climbed on board, returning the thumbs up the pilot gave her as they strapped themselves in. "Kelvin there was one of the two pilots who helped rescue you earlier, we're in completely safe hands. The guy's flown just about every mission I've taken part in." As the base's runway had finally been cleared the plane took off, heading into the clear sky above them. "Kelvin, how long will this journey take?"<br><br>"Hopefully three hours at most," the pilot replied. "I'm afraid this flight isn't quite hi-tech enough to have an in-flight movie but there are plenty of magazines to hand if you don't want to talk to each other."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 20, 2012, 03:14:22 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hey, at least there is a limo later. That's what really counts." Skylar said, picking up a random magazine which just so happened to be about food. "Oh yummm, look at this stuff. It looks so amazing!" At the moment she was easily distracted by the mouth watering cakes and other deserts of the magazine. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 20, 2012, 03:19:42 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Have you still got that custom pistol Tom was always telling me about?" Petra asked Morrison, impressed as he pulled out an unusally coloured pistol with a snake pattern across the barrel of the gun. "Hopefully we won't have to use these things, they'll almost certainly have us outnumbered in that place."<br><br>"Tom told me the Inner Circle might have a weak link," Morrison said, throwing a file on the table in front of them. Yuchi Karagano, brother of one of the Circle's original members whose current fate is...unclear. We don't know how aware Yuchi is of the Circle's true purpose but he might be...'persuaded' to tell us what he knows."<br><br>"He's more likely to talk than Snake," Petra said. "That guy was trained to survive almost every variety of torture you can imagine without uttering a word."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 20, 2012, 03:27:40 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"How one trains for that, the world may never know... Well, they may know, but I don't want to." A shiver ran down her spine at the thought of such training, or of an actual interrogation where such training would be luxury in comparison. "So what's the plan. Get in there, find the dude and just walk out with him. We most certainly can't talk to him in there."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 20, 2012, 03:33:14 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I think that's what we're here for," Petra said, raising an eyebrow. "Yuchi's in his early 20s, two attractive young girls would be difficult for a hot-blooded young male like Yuchi. I'm guessing Morrison is going partly so he can keep us safe but also because there's at least one woman in the Circle who also happens to be single...and looking," she said with a wink in Skylar's direction.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 20, 2012, 04:13:18 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"You think you are just so funny, don't you? So the plan really is just to find him and talk him into spilling what he knows. Sounds kind of shady if you ask me." She sniffed with her nose in the air as if she really were some dignified lady. "And to think I am associated with this lot." She smiled and then continued reading her magazine.<br><br>((Sorry, I was changing over a load of laundry where half the clothes couldn't even go in the dryer....))
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 20, 2012, 04:17:59 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"We can't risk questioning him in the same house the party is in," Petra replied. "They might have surveillance in there. We'll have to get him out of the building and then Morrison can do the questioning." Morrison got up and headed to the bathroom, leaving them alone for a few moments. "He clearly fancies you," she said to Skylar. "His eyes lit up far more when he saw you in a dress than they did when I turned up in the bar dressed like this."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 20, 2012, 04:21:19 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"You think so? I'm sure it's just the dress, I mean looks are everything. As for our friend, how do you suppose we should draw him out?" Skylar responded, trying to hide the blush that warmed the back of her neck. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 20, 2012, 04:26:32 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, I have a two pronged plan," she said. "I picked this dress because it shows off my ass which, various guys I've known have told me, is incredibly sexy. So plan a) is to see if my dress can tempt him into going for a drive with us. Or if that doesn't work you can try chatting him up. I'm sure he won't need much encouragement if he finds you flirting with him. Plus it might make the Captain jealous, which you might say is a good thing for you."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 20, 2012, 04:32:41 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Why on earth would I need the Captain jealous for? It might only could his judgment of the situation, might lose the feel of what's going on around him if he is too caught up in that. Anyway, let's hope that this Yuchi character fancies your ass and takes the bate. I have never been one for flirty conversations." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 20, 2012, 04:39:23 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well if we had more time I'd teach you," she said. "But I don't know how much time we've got between touching down at the airport and reaching the party."<br><br>"About an hour," Morrison said, returning to his seat. "Tom's got us a penthouse suite in a hotel nearby. He also supplied us with a bit of kit in case we get seperated and we think we're in danger." He handed them what looked like a slightly fancier walkie-talkie. "Press the button on the right-hand side, it won't make a sound and you won't be able to hear anything the other two say but we'll be able to hear anything that's being said. Its linked into your phones so if you're mid conversation you have an excuse for finding a bit of privacy."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 20, 2012, 05:10:22 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Good thinking because we can't all stick together the whole time. Someone might get suspicious so these are quite handy to have." She looked at the device, studying it rather closely. "Tom really does think of every little detail doesn't he?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 20, 2012, 05:15:34 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"He's spent half his life finding ways to hide himself, even before he set up this organization," Petra said. "He smuggled a woman whose life was in danger into America when he knew if it was discovered what he was doing she'd be sent home to almost certain death and he would be facing a court martial and jail."<br><br>"We're almost at the airport," Kelvin said, cutting into the conversation. "You don't have to put your seatbelts on but its probably better safe than sorry all things considered."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 20, 2012, 05:23:14 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Wow... Sounds like the kind of guy you don't want to piss off." She thought of how tiring it would be to hide such a secret and remain on the run all the time. "I hate to disagree but it was a total lack of seat belt that saved my life last time, so I think I'll do without." Even so she sat back in her seat and awaited the landing. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 20, 2012, 05:37:45 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				They came down safely, skidding slightly to a halt as they looked out the window and saw the long white limo parked next to them. A driver in a smart black uniform stood waiting, holding the door open.<br><br>"Petra has my phone number when you guys need picking up," Kelvin said. "My family live not far from here, they think I'm on a rare holiday from helping out with charity so I've got the perfect cover for turning up on their doorstep."<br><br>"Thanks," Morrison said as they jumped out of the plane, taking a moment to breathe in the fresh air. "Guess we'd better get to the hotel first before we do anything else."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 20, 2012, 05:46:55 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Something you need in the hotel?" She asked, immediately gravitating toward the limo. "Well let's go, we can't be too late to this thing you know." She slid into the seat of the vehicle and completely fell in love with the car. "It's so.... beautiful."<br><br>((I have to run along to dance now and I don't know if I will be back by the time you leave.))
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 20, 2012, 05:52:14 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well we need to make sure our tech is hidden somewhere the guards won't notice," Morrison replied. "So figuring it out in the hotel room is better than realising we screwed up when we get to the party and find a gun pointing at our head." He stared at the floor, evidently attempting to avoid eye contact with Skylar out of embarrassment.<br><br>"I think he's worried we might need to hide our kit in slightly...'delicate' places," Petra whispered to Skylar, laughing slightly. "He doesn't come across as the kind of guy who's insanely confident around half-naked women."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 21, 2012, 10:31:55 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"No, no he doesn't" She responded, holding back a laugh of her own. "But did it ever occur to you that they might track down our room and find the tech? Nevermind, I am being slightly over....cautious." She sat back looking over at Morrison who still was not looking right at her. Despite the rolling of her eyes she couldn't help but to smile a little though.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 21, 2012, 10:36:43 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Don't worry," Petra replied. "I've done this kind of thing more times than I care to mention so you couldn't be much safer if you tried." They finally pulled up outside a swanky hotel, Petra stepping out of the car and handing some money to the driver. "Go find somewhere to park the car, we'll give you a call when we're ready to go to the party." She held the door open for the other two. "Our room is only 38 floors up, not too bad."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 21, 2012, 11:02:21 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"That should make for an interesting departure." Skylar said walking through the open door. "You know, if this weren't so nice and cute, I'd have your head for making up so high." Higher floors of buildings usually gave her the creeps because of the many movies she had watched when she was younger. Especially the ones where people were pushed out of the hotel window. "Great." She sighed with defeat.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 21, 2012, 11:07:53 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"This penthouse suite is on a floor all by itself so we don't need to be worried about whether anyone will be eavesdropping as finalise our plan," Petra said as they entered the building. Morrison went to the desk and came back two minutes later with the key. When they got to their room it was huge, even before you took the bedrooms and bathroom into account. "You go change in the bedroom Captain," Petra said. "I don't want to risk you perving on us two," she said as she made sure the blinds were drawn, affording them more privacy.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 21, 2012, 11:20:48 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"It's just so nice in here... Who the hell has the kind of money to live in such a place for more than an hour? This must be so expensive." Skylar was in complete and utter awe at the room, trying to inspect every corner that she could. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 21, 2012, 11:27:57 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Tom has a whole lot of very rich friends, maybe not with the kind of money the Inner Circle has but we can't have the same financial clout as them sadly," Petra said with a laugh as Morrison vanished into the bedroom. Petra put a suitcase on the table and took out a small pistol, making sure it was loaded before handing it to Skylar. "I know you said you didn't want to carry a gun but if you get in trouble and we're not nearby you need to be able to protect yourself. I'll show you where you can hide it that most guys won't look for it in." She lifted the back of her dress, revealing her wonderfully shaped ass and, hidden just inside her underwear, the pistol she had picked up from her dorm. "Although since its the first time you've had to hide a weapon maybe don't hide one there this time," she said with a laugh.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 21, 2012, 11:34:50 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Petra, I'm fine. The only easy access that I would be able to get out of this dress would be my purse and what is the likelyhood that security won't check it? I know how to fight and I am a pretty fast runner, even in heels. I have the phone so if I were to need you guys I would just call, besides I am more likely to get myself killed by carrying the gun than by having friends who are doing the gun carrying." Skylar looked at the pistol she had been handed with a pout.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 21, 2012, 11:43:18 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well I suppose I can't make you carry a gun if you don't want to," she said, taking the gun back and putting it back in the suitcase. "Do you think Yuchi will like my ass? Obviously not going to let him see the fact my gun is there unless I have to use it," she said with a laugh. "At least I know you wouldn't be perving over it, not so sure Morrison wouldn't be if he was in this room too."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 21, 2012, 11:48:47 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Obviously any man who doesn't love your ass is either incredibly foolish or quite confused." She laughed and took a seat on the nearest chair. "Trust me, I am not one to perv over anything, let alone your ass so you are fine there. I can, however, see your point with Morrison... Easily distracted that one."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 21, 2012, 11:58:46 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Can you blame him when he's got us two distracting him?" she asked, barely stifling a giggle. She gave her makeup one last check over, before handing it to Skylar. "Not that you need it, but in case you want to add any more glamour." She snuck over to the bedroom door, opening it a small enough amount, and quietly enough, that she could spy on Morrison unnoticed. "I think you might want to see this Skylar," she said with a smirk. Morrison was topless, revealing a more toned body than his uniform normally revealed. "I think we should suggest to Tom Morrison spends more time in casual clothing if he's going to look like that." She couldn't help noticing a scar on Morrison belly, although she couldn't tell where it had come from.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 21, 2012, 12:03:27 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Now, now deary. Don't go distracting me." She stalked over to the door anyway and peeked inside. "Ok, not bad... I'll give him that." She turned around and then began applying a touch of make up just to complete the look. "Petra could you help me with the eye shadow... I don't want it too dark and I have never been good about my eyes." She said, staring at the little thing of makeup.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 21, 2012, 12:16:55 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sure," she said, taking the applicator and making sure the eyeshadow looked as good as she thought it could be, stepping back to take a look at her and grinning. "I have to admit if I was a guy or a lesbian I'd fancy you too, especially looking like that." Tom appeared a moment or two later, his suit sorted and his weapon and tech hidden safely enough that even Petra couldn't see it. "So, do we hang around here for a bit or go straight to the party?" Petra asked, looking between the other two to watch their reactions.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 21, 2012, 12:28:42 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Wanting so much to slap her forehead with her hand Skylar replied, "Thanks for your imput Petra." Rolling her eyes she caught sight of Morrison coming in and was surprised by her own reaction. A deep blush erupted on her face and she quickly turned around in the direction of the door. "I think we should go straight there. The faster we get there the sooner the mission is completed." She said without even looking back over her shoulder.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 21, 2012, 12:37:42 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Good plan," Petra said, dialling the number for the limo driver and telling him to meet them outside the door in three minutes. "Well Captain, I think you should escort us two beautiful ladies to our car," Petra said, grabbing one of Morrison's arms and smirking slightly as he tried and failed to hide how red he was going. "Don't worry, you've got us to look after you, there's nothing me and Skylar can't handle if you get into trouble during the party."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 21, 2012, 12:41:48 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Having gotten over her lack of control quickly she fell back and latched onto Morrison's other arm. "Quite right, and remember just give a shout if you fall into trouble. We shouldn't be too far away." She gave an overly dramatic wink with a sly smile. "We're off to go to a party, a wonderful party indeed."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 21, 2012, 12:47:50 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				They got to the limo without a hitch, the drive taking a little over ten minutes before they found themselves being driven through the gates to a huge mansion and up to a door being guarded by two rather intimidating looking bouncers who at that moment were talking to a rather scruffy looking man evidently attempting to talk his way into the party.<br><br>"Considering the people who own this place I don't think Mr Scruff over there is going to have much luck getting in," Morrison said with a laugh as he came round and held the door open for the two girls. "Don't worry, I remembered our tickets," he said, patting one of the pockets of his jacket more to reassure himself they were there than anything else.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 21, 2012, 12:52:22 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Aw, poor guy. Oh well, it's not his fault we are privaledged with invitations and he was not. Better luck next time." She felt bad for the guy but she was pleased with going to the party. "Oh you do? I thought I saw them laying on the table when we were on our way out the door but just brushed it off as a trick of the light." Her grin gave it away that she was messing with him and hooked onto his arm gently when she had gotten out of the car.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 21, 2012, 01:08:19 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"We need to be careful," Petra whispered as they walked towards the bouncers. "They're well hidden but those guys are packing army-issue pistols hidden under their suits." She smiled slightly at Morrison's look of surprise. "I work as a spy Rick, this is the kind of thing I get paid to notice."<br><br>"Tickets please," said one of the bouncers when they had reached the door. He took a look at them, studying his list before turning to have a whispered conversation with his colleague, which made Petra feel more tense. But a moment later he came back. "My apologies for the delay, you may enter," the bouncer said, moving aside to let them through.<br><br>They found themselves in an immense ballroom, packed full of men and women of a wide variety of ages deep in conversation, the occasional waiter moving between groups with champagne or plates of nibbles.<br><br>"I don't see Snake or Yuchi here yet," Petra said, turning her head so only Skylar and Morrison could hear what she was saying. "Carlo is though, at the top of the stairs talking to the tall, leggy blonde girl. Hard to miss him because he's the only guy who'd wear red shoes to a party like this."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 21, 2012, 01:14:53 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Red shoes? Even my own father doesn't have that bad of a fashion sense." She raised an eyebrow as she saw the shoes that Petra had mentioned. Quite an interersting choice...." She sighed before leaning in to whisper in Petra's ear. "So what now? We can't just sit around waiting for the other guys to show up, it would be suspicious." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 21, 2012, 01:26:15 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mingle," Petra replied. "Sure we don't know anyone here but I doubt complete strangers turning up at this party is that suprising, especially the line of work the Inner Circle work in." Suddenly something caught her eye across the room from them. "Rick, your target is directly across the room from us."<br><br>"Wha-" he started saying before he noticed a redhead who must have been at least 6 foot 5 sat by herself at one of the few tables dotted around the room. "Remind me who she is?"<br><br>"Keeley Redmond, the financial brains behind the Inner Circle," Petra replied. "Graduated from college with the best maths exam score in the entire country, has an IQ which few outside of world-class scientists can match. Be careful, she's not the naive little kid me and Skylar will be dealing with, you'll need to be careful if you're going to get her to talk about the Circle without blowing your cover."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 21, 2012, 01:33:48 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Skylar let out a little whistle when she saw the woman on the other side of the room. "That is what I call gorgeous. Lucky you." She winked and gave him a little push forward. "See ya later tiger." And with that she hooked her arm around Petra's and pulled her away to leave him alone. "Do you think he can do it?" She asked after they had departed from the Captain.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 21, 2012, 01:39:53 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well I would suggest he take that top off and she'll probably do anything he asks," Petra replied with a laugh. "But since he can't do that he'll just have to sweet talk her. That or have an intelligent conversation with her, apparentely she's single partly because most men become a bit distracted by her...'assets' if you catch my drift." She let out a gasp as she saw a man who had just walked up to Carlo who was dressed differentely to the last time they had seen him but his face was unmistakable. "Snake just arrived," she said, subtly nodding in his direction. "I hope Yuchi turns up soon, we can't let Morrison have ALL the fun now can we?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 21, 2012, 01:47:32 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I am completely fine with doing absolutely nothing but it would have been pointless to get all dolled up for nothing so..." She couldn't help but to feel a little jealous but she quickly tried to stay focused on this mission. "He can't be too far off now. Hopefully we wont have to wait for long, I tend to be a little impatient when I have nothing else to do."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 21, 2012, 01:52:48 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Same here," Petra said as she scanned the crowd again, suddenly noticing the man they were waiting for who had entered the room and had evidently caught sight of the two but seemed more interested in grabbing a snack from one of the passing trays. "Hmm, we might have to grab his attention." She suddenly put an arm around Skylar, kissing her passionately before looking round and seeing Yuchi was beckoning them to come over. "He seems a bit greedy," she said with a laugh. "He wants to spend time with both of us."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 21, 2012, 01:59:35 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"God Petra... What is wrong with you." Skylar kept the look of her being weirded out hidden and instead just gave a flirty smile in his direction. "Quite greedy, so let's not keep him waiting. And please.... Don't do that again." She smiled sweetly but it was the one where 'or else' still hung in the air. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 21, 2012, 02:05:56 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Good evening ladies," Yuchi said, bowing to them, can I get you a drink?"<br><br>"We'll have whatever you're having," Petra said, returning the smile as they sat at one of the other tables, by chance within eyesight of where Morrison was sat, evidently deep in conversation with Keeley. "I am Natalya and this is my friend Jessica, what's your name?"<br><br>"I am Yuchi," the young man said. "This is supposed to be my birthday party but Carlo has rather hijacked it as usual. Speaking of Carlo, I'll be back in a moment." Yuchi got up and walked over to where Carlo, who had come down the stairs, was now stood.<br><br>"I would suggest we invite Keeley and Yuchi back to our room but I'm worried Snake is already wary of us, if we make Yuchi vanish then we might be in serious trouble. We just have to try and persuade him to open up a bit about his job."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 21, 2012, 02:15:54 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, what if we were to persuade him into taking us to wherever it is that he is staying rather than asking him to come with us? If he is the reason for his own departure then Snake has no reason to be suspicious." She suggested, taking a sip of her drink. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 21, 2012, 02:41:36 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"And leave Rick here by himself with Keeley?" Petra replied, raising an eyebrow. "I'm more worried about his safety than ours if we do that," she said with a laugh, suddenly caught off guard when Morrison and the woman walked over.<br><br>"Natalya, Keeley here said she knows a little cafe just down the road from here," Morrison said. "She thinks Yuchi deserves a treat and as long as she's with us Snake will be less suspicious."<br><br>Petra got up as if to kiss his cheek but was intending to whisper in his hear instead.<br><br>"Are you sure we can trust her?" she whispered.<br><br>"We don't have many other options," Morrison replied. "She let slip the head of the Inner Circle himself is on his way here."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 21, 2012, 03:04:46 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, it is his birthday. I don't see why not." Sky said with a smile. "I for one thinks it's a great idea, then we can really talk. Don't you think?" She held down the excitement in her stomach, the plan seeming to go rather smoothly. Perhaps a little too smoothly but she wasn't one to look a gift horse in the mouth, for they hadn't done anything suspicious... yet.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 21, 2012, 03:12:00 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We can take my sports car," Yuchi said, a comment that made Keeley raise an eyebrow.<br><br>"I may not have known you as long as I knew your brother Yuchi but there's no way we'll all fit in your car..." she paused. "I'll be taking Rick here in my Ferrari then I take it."<br><br>"We'll be a moment," Morrison said. "Get the cars started." He waited till they were out of earshot before turning around. "Be careful, we don't want to encourage him too much, I keep having to dodge the question when she suggests she takes me back to hers."<br><br>When&nbsp; they came out a sleek black BMW and a classy looking Ferrari were parked out front.<br><br>"Well, guess I'll see you two in about three minutes time then," Morrison said with a smile."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 21, 2012, 09:54:20 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We will be just fine. See you there." She smiled before heading towards the black BMW. "Nice ride if I do say so myself. She is quite the beauty." And that wasn't entirely false. It was a pretty nice car, but she had exaggerated slightly in order to flatter it's owner. She smiled before sliding into the back seat, leaving the front open for Petra. "So how much was she? I just have to know."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 22, 2012, 02:23:51 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"As weird as this sounds I'm not sure," Yuchi said as he climbed in just after Petra had. "Alexey bought it for me when I joined the Firebrand Corporation, he forgot to tell me the price," he said with a laugh.<br><br>"Firebrand Corporation..." Petra said under her breath, evidently mulling it over. "He must like you a lot to be handing you gifts like this, my parents wouldn't buy me a car like this, nevermind my friends."<br><br>"I think Keeley may have encouraged him," Yuchi replied. "She's been more welcoming than Alexey has, I haven't figured out why he's so frosty towards me though."<br><br><em>"I can take a guess why,"</em> Petra mouthed to Skylar in such a way she hoped Yuchi didn't notice.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 22, 2012, 11:19:18 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She shot a look at Petra though thouroughly amused. "If you don't mind me asking, why the Firebrand Coporation? I mean, out of all the Coporations you could have joined, why that one?" She asked, sounding genuinely curious.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 22, 2012, 11:25:12 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"My brother, Muri, was one of Firebrand's original members," he replied. "I don't know what happened to him. He phoned me one day to tell me that he had discovered something serious, that he needed to go away for a while but he would come back for me...three days later Alexey turns up at my door and says that my brother has 'retired' from the company and requested that I take his place. I needed a job and I didn't want to let my brother down."<br><br>"I've heard that term before," Petra said, leaning close enough to Skylar that only she could hear. "Its CIA terminology. I can't be sure but I fear Muri is dead, and what odds someone in the Inner Circle murdered him?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 22, 2012, 11:37:11 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, you must really have been proud of your brother then, to so willingly take his place. I think that it was great of you to do that for him." She smiled warmly though not before looking to Petra. "Should we look into it on the side?" Her voice was barely audible but still loud enough to reach Petra's ear.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 22, 2012, 11:47:54 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We came from a family who..." Yuchi paused as he considered what to say. "Our family back home are very poor, all I and Muri ever wanted to do was get enough money to try and improve our parents' lives, Firebrand gives us enough money to do eaxactly that."<br><br>The reached the cafe where Keeley's Ferrari was already parked. As they came in they realised the only people there, aside from a couple of staff, were Morrison and Keeley.<br><br>"I offered them some money to shut the cafe to other customers," Keeley said. "Its the advantage of being stupidly rich."<br><br>Morrison walked over as if to kiss the two girls on their cheeks, glad to see that Yuchi had gone over to speak to Keeley anyway.<br><br>"I've discovered some rather interesting facts about Firebrand," Morrison said. "I don't know if I can get much else out of Keeley without raising her suspicion though."<br><br>"Same here," Petra replied. "When do we stop being polite and try using less subtle tactics? What do you think Skylar?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 22, 2012, 11:57:14 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm cool with whenever, but not around the staff. We don't know if any of them will rat us out to the police. Once word of us gets out there is no going back so we have to choose wisely. I say now that we have them out of the party, we can pretty much go where we please so keep that in mind." She said all seriousness though her smile was large for acting purposes. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 22, 2012, 12:06:29 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You said yourself you were practically having to fight Keeley off," Petra said to Morrison, "and I suspect that Yuchi wouldn't need much encouragement to come back to our hotel room. It'd be safer there, plus I doubt Keeley will want the Inner Circle knowing she's off to...er...have some fun, if you catch my drift."<br><br>"We'll have to humour them here first though," Morrison said, suddenly noticing the other two were becoming impatient. He led the two girls over to the large table.<br><br>"What do you fancy drinking and eating?" Keeley asked. "Its on me so don't worry about whether you're buying something extravagant. You could buy everything on that menu and I still wouldn't be out of money."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 22, 2012, 12:19:21 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I swear, Miss Keeley, you have enough money to buy the world and the moon with plenty left over." Skylar smiled and ordered just a cup of hot chocolate, not feeling very hungry at the moment. "Please excuse me for sounding a little childish but.... Are your jobs any fun? I know some people give up opportunities that come only once in a life time just becuase they love the job that they already had... But what about you guys? Do you guys ever have any fun at work." This question was more of a personal interest rather than for the mission but you never know what answers come your way when you ask the simplest of questions.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 22, 2012, 12:23:17 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"My job pretty much involves staring at spreadsheets all day so its not what I'd describe as fun," Keeley said with a laugh. "Yuchi here gets us new customers, which does mean he gets to hang around a lot of people with very swanky sports cars."<br><br>"Yeah, but Alexey and co have the best jobs," Yuchi said. "Not that they tell me about them. Apparentely I don't have a high enough position in the company to know that kind of information."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 22, 2012, 12:30:22 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Such a shame, I think everybody should work in a proffession that they love... That way the world wouldn't have so many problems. No matter, at least you get all those extravigant parties." She pondered over Yuchi's comment for a moment before deciding to ask him yet another question. "If they won't tell you about them, how do you know that they have the best jobs?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 22, 2012, 12:34:02 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Because outside of me they get the biggest paychecks," Keeley said half in amusement and half in barely disguised annoyance. "The executive of the company earns a sum of money that the heads of most banks would feel envious of, but they've never told me how Firebrand got hold of all this money and I've never been inclined to dig too far down for answers."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 22, 2012, 12:59:15 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Interesting." Skylar said, taking a sip of drink. "Kind of mysterious but then again it could just be another one of those corporate deals that nobody ever talks about." She mulled over the idea, falling silent as she thought it over.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 22, 2012, 01:09:54 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We shouldn't talk about just business," Yuchi said. "Its my birthday, we should at least try and have some fun before this night ends."<br><br>"I agree," Keeley said with a smile. "I don't spose you three have somewhere more private we could continue this party?"<br><br>"We have a penthouse suite we booked, we could go back there," Morrison said. "Assuming you two girls are okay with going back there," he said to Petra and Skylar.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 22, 2012, 01:17:30 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I don't see why not. Could be rather fun, I have always been fond of birthday parties. What about you Natalya?" Giving the most adorable puppy pout possible she looked over at Petra. "Don't make me look like a total idiot here." She added as an after thought.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 22, 2012, 01:22:29 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I don't see why not," she replied. "Why don't you two go get the cars started while we finish up here?" Yuchi and Keeley disappeared out the door, leaving them alone.<br><br>"You've discovered something haven't you?" Morrison said to Petra.<br><br>"I don't know who she is but that woman is NOT Keeley Redmond," Petra replied. "Most of the profile I read is right, she's an incredibly bright woman, but something about the way she's acting seems a bit...off. I'm not saying she's a threat but we need to be careful."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 22, 2012, 01:25:27 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Didn't the profile come with... I don't know, a profile picture? How can that not be Keeley? If she isn't one of our targets then what are we going to do?" Skylar growled clearly displeased but keeping her voice hushed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 22, 2012, 01:31:04 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It did, but I don't know how old that picture of her was, Snake's is the only file with an updated picture," Petra replied. "At least since we're both armed we're protected in case things go wrong. We'd better go with them, they'll get suspicious otherwise."<br><br>They headed out, where the doors to each car were being held open for them. They climbed inside and sped off to the hotel, Petra feeling a little uneasy leaving Morrison in a car with a woman she wasn't sure they could trust anymore.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 22, 2012, 01:40:05 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"So do you like cake? Perhaps we could order some of the deserts from room service... If the food is even a fraction of how cool that place is, then we should be in for a real treat." She offered, trying to take her mind off of the fake Keeley. Her mind drifted to Morrison but she knew he was armed and ready to protect himself, in case things went wrong.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 22, 2012, 01:46:48 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'd like that," Yuchi said with a smile. "Any kind of chocolate cake is good with me," he said with a laugh.<br><br>"Well I'm sure we can find you one of those," Petra replied with a smile. "Luckily for you chocolate is my favourite kind of cake too. "I can always get a bottle of champagne from the bar too if you want."<br><br>"I'd like that," Yuchi said, turning slightly red with embarrassment. "Sorry, I don't spend time with gorgeous women very often."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 22, 2012, 01:59:31 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That can't possibly be true. For someone as handsome as yourself, you must have the ladies eating out of the palm of your hand." Flattery was certainly going to them somewhere with this guy for he seemed already nervous in the presence of Petra and Skylar. The more compliments the better, she figured it would be that way anyway. Though she had to admit it wasn't that hard to give him compliments, for he was kind of cute in his own way. She almost felt sorry for the guy but remembered what organization he now worked for.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 22, 2012, 02:06:55 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"When you hang around a guy like Carlo you find girls tend to ignore anyone who isn't him, if you catch my drift," he said. "I've not even kissed a girl before."<br><br>"Really?" Petra asked, raising an eyebrow. "I'm sure me or Jessica could correct that if you wanted us to."<br><br>"Well-" he seemed to go even redder, glad to see that they had reached the hotel. "Guess you'd better show us to the penthouse then," he said, laughing nervously.<br><br>"We'd better keep a close eye on you know who," Petra said to Skylar quietly, glad to see that they had reached the hotel without losing anyone along the way.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 22, 2012, 02:17:00 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'll watch them both while you go get the champaign." She winked before addressing Yuchi. "Let's let Natalya here go find some things for our little party and I'll show you to the suite." She offered looking over at Petra to tell her not to be too far behind.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 22, 2012, 02:30:28 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Morrison led them up to their suite, Yuchi letting out a gasp as he saw the room while Keeley looked around with a smile on her face.<br><br>"You must have some very rich friends yourself judging by this room," she said with a laugh. Suddenly she grabbed Yuchi and snogged him for a minute before letting him go. "You didn't think I'd let you and Natalya have ALL the attention off Yuchi did you," she said, laughing at the slightly flustered look that crossed Yuchi's face. "Besides, I know he's had a crush on me since we first met."<br><br>"Have I missed anything exciting?" Petra said as she came into the room, a cake and a bottle of champagne on the tray she was carrying, which she put on the table in front of them.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 22, 2012, 02:51:27 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh nothing my dear Natalya, just watching our friend here get stolen away by Miss Keeley. You know I didn't think you were the type to do that, but I find it most amusing." She had to admit that it surprise her some but made her more suspicious than anything else. She did shoot Morrison a look that explained exactly how she felt at that moment.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 22, 2012, 03:05:07 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Except you aren't Keeley Redmond are you?" Petra asked, pulling the gun she had been hiding and pointed it at Keeley. "The guy at reception asked me if I knew you and when I mentioned your name he was a bit confused. He said your name was Izzy Redmond, and that he should know because you were his ex-girlfriend."<br><br>"I'm not the only one hiding something," Kelley said, pulling her own gun from her handbag. Her American accent had gone to be replaced by a Scottish one. "Fuck, just my luck you're staying at the one hotel in the whole US Ross happens to work at."<br><br>"Who are you?" Yuchi said, looking confused as he looked between Keeley and Petra.<br><br>"I'm sorry Yuchi," Keeley said. "My name is Izzy Redmond, I'm Keeley's identical twin sister, that's why the Inner Circle don't realise who I am." She reached into her dress and pulled out a card. "I work for MI6, I came to investigate after my sister went AWOL from the Inner Circle. As far as they're concerned I went on a short holiday, in reality I can't find any clues as to where Keeley went."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 22, 2012, 03:20:26 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'd say we were pretty lucky indeed that guy knew you." Skylar crossed her arms. "So Cap, what you want me to do?" She didn't take her eyes off of Izzy, who was currently her only threat at the moment. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 22, 2012, 03:36:03 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Lower the gun Petra, she's not a threat," he said, an order Petra followed reluctantly. "You found something out about what happened to Muri didn't you? That's why you were so keen to get him out of that party."<br><br>"How did you guess it wasn't his birthday?" Keeley said. "I managed to trick him into thinking it after all."<br><br>"My guess is Yuchi thinks this was an early birthday party right?" he asked Yuchi who nodded. "I read every page of his file before we came out here, Yuchi's birthday isn't for another month yet. What happened to Muri?"<br><br>"Yuchi," Izzy said, turning to him. "I'm sorry I lied to you but we've both lost siblings to these scum. If you want to go back and warn them about what's happening I won't stop you, but we can bring them down together."<br><br>"I need to know what happened," Yuchi said. "And you four are the only ones offering to tell me the truth."<br><br>"Well, I guess I'd better start from the beginning then," Izzy said as she sat down on the sofa.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 22, 2012, 03:49:08 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"But why trust us to go with you? If you found something out as important as that, why trust complete strangers?" Skylar asked leaning against a nearby wall. "Sorry if I find that a little hard to believe at the moment." <br><br>((Ohmigawd, my posting is having some serious issues right know. Sorry.))
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 22, 2012, 03:54:36 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"There's a reason Tom picked you for me to speak to wasn't there?" Morrison asked. "That ring around your neck, Tom has an almost identical one. You and him are ex's aren't you?"<br><br>"Good old Major Tom," Izzy said with a laugh, finally lowering her gun. "The reason I trust you three is the first line Rick here came out with when he walked up to me was a chat-up line so unbelievably cheesy I'd only heard it from one other person. Only Tom would tell someone to try and grab my attention by comparing me to Elektra from the Daredevil comics. I spose I should be flattered he still thinks I'd be a good ally after all this time."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 22, 2012, 04:05:24 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I can not believe you would actually take advice like that. What is wrong with you?" Skylar rolled her eyes and rested her face in her palm. "Honestly, it's a good code but only when you know it's code... Please promise me you won't ever say anything like that for real. Anyways, as far as I have understood our discussion so far, you have a story for us?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 22, 2012, 05:17:22 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"As far as Alexey and co. are concerned I spend my days checking their finances," she said as they all sat down. "Which is true...to a point. But when you're a member of the Inner Circle you get access to files no-one else within Firebrand would even be told exist. For a while the Inner Circle was only infiltrating the US political system but evidently the current president isn't listening to them. They have the ear of the French, Russian and Italian Prime Ministers and I get the feeling the only reason they haven't got anyone in China is the difficulty of getting spies into the country without anyone noticing. Which didn't seem that strange, until I discovered what Muri had been looking at before he disappeared." She took out a smartphone she had taken a photo of her computer monitor on. On it, in large lettering, was the words 'Project Shadowdancer'. "I would've bought the file with me but if I'd printed it off they'd have got suspicious."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 24, 2012, 07:04:20 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Tom mentioned something about Shadowdancer... And you think they got him because they found out what he was looking at? That would explain Muri's disappearance but what about your sister's? Do you think she might have found the same file? I really want to get my hands on that file now..." It was then that her stomach growled in protest of the untouched food. "Does anybody mind if I start on that?" She added with a sheepish grin.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 25, 2012, 02:52:22 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Feel free, I won't stop you," Izzy said with a smile. "As for the file that's almost certain, but unless we can get into that file we can't be 100% sure."<br><br>"But how do we get into it?" Yuchi asked. "Carlo designed their firewalls, the only way to access their files is from within the HQ itself."<br><br>"We're lucky," Izzy replied. "This is where you three can come in handy, if we can...'distract' any of the Inner Circle who might otherwise keep an eye on the computers then we can be busy retrieving the files we want. We can always say you're looking to invest in the company and wanted to take a look around before making your decision."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 31, 2012, 05:49:25 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Thanks." She sat down and cut herself a slice of the cake, consuming it swiftly but politely. With a content smile she began to let the words sink into her brain.&nbsp; "Ooh, sounds like fun. I've always wanted to be someone's decoy." She responded skeptically and sarcastically. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 31, 2012, 06:00:16 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Its our only option," Izzy replied. "You need a login to access the computers which only me and Yuchi possess out of us five and if any of you were caught using one of the computers your cover would be blown."<br><br>"Either way we'll have to go in the morning," Morisson said. "If we turn up now its going to look a bit fishy. I don't mind sleeping on the sofa, the rest of you can sort out the sleeping arrangements."<br><br>"There's another complication," Izzy said. "Admittedly it only affects Morrison. You've not seen the guy in five years so I don't blame you for not recognising his codename. How many people do you know have the codename Firebrand?" she asked, handing him a file. "This is the head of the Inner Circle, the guy we got you out of the party to avoid."<br><br>"Oh hell," Morrison said as he read the file. "Tom Linklater," he said, showing the photo of a man who looked not much older than Morrison. "Ex-Navy SEAL, we were teammates up until five years ago when...officially...he was declared MIA during a mission to rescue US hostages. If he sees me it'll take him five seconds to figure out who we are and why we're there."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 31, 2012, 06:14:09 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Wonderful, an Ex-Navy Seal that will recognize you the moment you walk into a room. That leaves only us two with the ability to walk in there safely... Or so to speak." She rolled her eyes in frustration. Then looking to Petra she smiled. "Now I'm kind of glad I refused the gun, to think that we could have been caught by that dude while carrying weapons? Probably would have ended up dead immediately." Then turning back to Izzy she directed her question to the two guests. "So what do we do about it?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 31, 2012, 06:25:35 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, by luck, Linklater is rarely in the office," Izzy said. "He's one of three members of the Circle who are almost never seen, I don't even know the aliases of the other two. I can phone ahead in the morning though to check if he's there."<br><br>"And if he is?" Morrison asked.<br><br>"Well, if he is we can't risk you going in there," Izzy replied. "All that needs to change is how many people go in. Tom will have made sure you have plenty of money available so they should buy the investor cover." She smiled slightly at Morrison and Petra's looks of surprise. "Tom has been fighting these guys for ages, he knows how they work. Besides, its not THAT long ago me and him went our seperate ways but...that's a conversation I'm not having with any guys," she said. "If Petra and Skylar REALLY want to know I'll happily tell them though."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 31, 2012, 06:34:22 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yo Petra.... Remind me to ask about the scoop later. I'll want to hear about that one." She laughed and took another slice of cake, which also disappeared quickly. And then a third made it to her plate. "Wow this stuff is good.... Now, for our game plan. How do we want this to play out?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 31, 2012, 06:40:33 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We can't risk both of us checking the files," Yuchi said. "If Petra and Skylar get in trouble they'll need one or other of us there to make sure they're safe."<br><br>"Agreed," Izzy said. "I'll show them round, you know your way round a computer better than I do and you've got more excuse to be checking the files than I have. We can't go in armed though," she said. "The entrances are covered in metal detectors, you carry so much as a knife they'll be alerted."<br><br>"Which means you guys have no protection if this operation goes tits up," Morrison said.<br><br>"No," Izzy said, putting her feet up. "But unlike you guys I was trained to get out of this kind of situation when I don't have a machinegun to hand. Stick with me and we'll be fine."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 31, 2012, 06:48:58 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hand-to-hand combat... I can do that. I can do that well." She smiled, looking over at Morrison. "You aren't worried about us are you? Your lack of confidence in us is rather insulting." Her voice was accusing but her eyes were filled with a mischievous intent. "Too bad on the knife though, I love my knife." She added as an after thought.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>January 31, 2012, 06:55:05 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Bear in mind we lost an entire team to a bomb when we were heavily armed," Morrison said.<br><br>"Yeah, but you're on American soil," Izzy replied. "Even if they figured out who you were they couldn't risk doing anything that might draw attention from anyone like the police. There are a whole lot of things in that building they don't want the feds to find out about."<br><br>"We should get some sleep," Morrison said. "I don't know about you four but I'm exhausted and we'll need to be fully attentive if we're going to get in and out without anyone getting suspicious. At least since they saw us at the party they might be a little less trigger happy than if we were complete strangers turning up."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>January 31, 2012, 07:14:14 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah, that is always a plus. But less trigger happy does not mean not trigger happy. Ugh, I'm beat! All that cake is making me drowsy." And almost on cue she opened her mouth in a wide yawn, though she remembered to cover it quickly. "I call part of the bed." And then without even a moments hesitation, she plopped down on the edge of the bed with her face down in the pillow. She was out before the rebound.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 01, 2012, 03:28:32 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Petra and Izzy ended up lying on the bed with her, Yuchi curling up in one of the chairs and falling asleep with his head resting on the cushion. The next morning Morrison was the first one up, ordering breakfast for the others but deciding not to disturb them and just wait for the others to wake up first. Izzy appeared, a dressing gown pulled tightly around her, smiling slightly at Morrison blushing slightly.<br><br>"Some idiot left there's behind," she said. "Luckily its a perfect fit for me."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 01, 2012, 02:34:00 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Skylar was the third one up, only a few minutes after Izzy. Growling as she dragged herself to the other room, she realized she was stil in the dress from the previous evening and her hair was sticking out in mulitiple directions. She didn't care, not even with the full knowledge that her make-up was smudged quite unattractively about her face. "Did you order food yet?" Her voice was thick with sleep, her eyes still half closed as she trudged towards the two.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 01, 2012, 02:44:58 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Morrison has," Izzy said. "If you don't like the food blame him," she said with a laugh. She vanished to the bathroom before returning grinning."Good news, apparentely our friend Firebrand is on holiday for the next two weeks so you can come along with us Morrison, assuming you can handle going around with three glamorous young women?" She smiled at him trying to hide his cheeks turning red. "Is there anything we need to pick up before we get there?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 01, 2012, 03:00:08 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Food is food, if it's edible I'll eat it." She made her way to a chair in which she sunk into comfortably. "Oh goody, one less crazy man to deal with." Her words were muffled by her ungraceful yawn and she stretched out her tight muscles. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 01, 2012, 03:07:26 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"There is a way we can rouse less suspicion," Izzy said. "They're going to guess we spent the night together somewhere so if we acted like we were couples it might distract them a bit more."<br><br>"Yeah, but if Yuchi is sorting the computers out that means we have three girls and one guy," Morrison said.<br><br>"Wow, you're pretty unobservant, even for a guy," Petra said as she emerged from the bedroom. "As cute as you and Yuchi are you aren't really Izzy's type, if you catch my drift."<br><br>"The Circle know I prefer girls," Izzy said. "They'll buy me turning up with Petra more than turning up with you. Besides, lets face it, you and Skylar make far too cute a couple for me to come between."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 01, 2012, 03:43:52 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				At Izzy's words, Skylar flipped out of her chair and landed face down on the floor. "oooow" The sound was quite muffled and she was too lazy to move and so she just turned her head to try and look at Izzy. "Thank you for the input Izzy. I appreciate you sharing that tid bit of information with us, now shut up."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 01, 2012, 03:51:55 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I...I should go pay for the hotel room," Morrison said, trying to avoid anyone seeing how hurt he looked at Skylar's comment as he vanished out of the room.<br><br>"Leave it to me," Izzy said. "Its my fault he's upset. We'll meet you in the car park."<br><br>"I was only teasing him about you," Petra said, sighing as she sat in one of the chairs. "I think he genuinely likes you and he probably feels like you just said 'thanks but no thanks' I'm guessing. She's right though, you and Morrison look like a better couple than me and him do, if I'm being honest I'm a bit jealous."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 01, 2012, 04:26:41 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Pushing herself up to a standing position she looked at Petra kind of guiltily. "I can see that now. But if I am to be honest with you, I think that will be kind of akward in more ways than one. I will aplogize to him once we are under safer circumstances but to have him acting like this during a mission is.... I screwed up didn't I?" She sighed dragging herself to the table. "Bah, there is nothing to be jealous of so I don't know why you should be."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 01, 2012, 04:49:24 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You should give him a chance," Petra said with a sigh. "Guys like Morrison don't come around very often. He once risked his own life and his career to safely retrieve a hostage when a mission had gone horribly wrong, at least that's what Tom told me anyway. I can't make you give him a chance but there are far worse guys you could go on a date with. At least give him a chance before you flat out reject him. We'd better go to the car park," she said, seeing Yuchi was ready to go.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 02, 2012, 09:24:56 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'll take your word on that one, I would know a little of heroic actions myself, though that is all thanks to him. I never did thank him for that but then again, it would sort of be akward wouldn't it. Nevermind, ya, you are right we should go. Let me change real quick because I honestly feel like a demon from the depths of hell." She smiled and rolled her eyes sarcastically. She quickly whiped the smeared make-up away and changed into something a little more comfortable. She came out wearing tight yoga pants and a cute top with sleeves that hugged her arms until 3/4 of the way down before they belled out. "You like? I don't think I can stand another day wearing a dress, besides this looks more age appropriate for me." She shrugged and pulled her hair back using a ring she owned that clasped around three fingers. Without even being asked she explained its purpose to both Petra and Yuchi.&nbsp; "Since we can't have proper weapons, might as welll bring something so obvious they won't know what hit them... That is if things go south during this opperation. I just hope things run smoothly..." She sighed before walking out the door, not missing a single beat.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 03, 2012, 02:27:10 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Something tells me most of us can handle ourselves in a fight whether we have weapons or not," Petra said with a laugh as Yuchi emerged from the bedroom, dressed in a slightly more formal-looking suit. They headed downstairs to the carpark where Izzy was stood leaning against her car tapping her foot impatiently but with a smile on her face. Morrison was stood with his back to them talking on a cellphone.<br><br>"Maybe we should go pay for the room," Izzy said. "I think Skylar and Morrison need to have a word in private." Petra nodded as they lead a slightly confused looking Yuchi upstairs.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 03, 2012, 09:31:15 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Wait what? No, don't leave me here all by myself.... Why do you guys hate me so?" She pouted as she watched all three leave her behind. After a moment she turned back to Morrison and took Izzy's spot leaning against the car with her arms crossed. She decided to sit like that until Morrison got of the phone but she didn't make a sound. Instead she jsut stared at the ground and waited.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 03, 2012, 10:31:04 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We need to be sure Milo, if there's any risk he'd...I know that," he said with a sigh. "Well I guess its a risk we'll have to take then, thanks for trying though." He hung up and turned around obviously expecting to see Izzy sat behind him and almost jumping out of his skin when he saw Skylar there instead. "Oh, I guess Izzy's gone back upstairs then. Sorry, I was phoning an old contact to make sure Snake didn't know us two were US army but he couldn't be absolutely sure, he doesn't think so though." He gave the distinct impression of trying to avoid the subject of earlier but he wasn't doing that great a job of hiding it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 03, 2012, 10:53:54 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"One can never be sure of anything, not fully. There are two parts to every story, and even two more to each of those parts. My best friend always told me, don't make a decision based on the words of someone else, but rather the look in their eyes when they think you aren't looking. If one judges a situation based only on what one says or does then you will be pulled into the web of a greedy spider." She didn't look up from the ground and her facial expression held little emotion, as did her voice. "Unless your friend can read minds, we won't know if he even suspects us or not.... Morrison, do you know the reasons for me signing up for the military? On paper, the reason is that it has always been my dream to serve my country and to protect my family, but in reality, I can do that job and remain a hell of a lot safer. I have never been good at talking to people, to be honest with you trust has never been a strong point of mine. The real reason I took this job was because I didn't have to talk to anyone, just pick up a gun and say 'yes sir'. What I found was that I could learn to trust those around me because they didn't act upon what was said about you or what you've said about any one else. Morrison, I want you to know that I trust you with my life and I don't know how many times that can be made clear. All I ask of you is that you give to me the same trust. As I said, two parts of every half of a story, and it is my choice to only show you an outward appearance. For now that is." Finally she looked up and looked right at Morrison, a soft smile. Then she pushed away from the car in the direction of the building. "You know, I'm pretty sure you are the first person ever to hear something as personal as that. Would you mind keeping it a secret? Wouldn't want word of it to reach my stuffed animals back home, they might get jealous." When she turned back her smile was playful and devious. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 03, 2012, 11:02:47 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sure," he said with a laugh. "I don't think my family has any idea what my job entails so I've become a bit of an expert at hiding things from other people." He had no idea why he did what he did next, but he leant across and kissed her on the lips, lingering for a moment before pulling back. "Sorry, I shouldn't have done that," he said, turning bright red. He was glad that at that moment Izzy and the others reappeared. "Milo can't be certain about Snake so we'll have to just go in and hope he doesn't blow our cover."<br><br>"That's fine," Izzy said. "As long as you don't go around showing off that tattoo you have on your right arm they shouldn't get suspicious. Morrison you're with me, Yuchi, you follow us with the others. As of now we're all on a spying mission, but I promise its nowhere near as glamorous as a James Bond movie."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 03, 2012, 11:10:58 am</strong>
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				Skylar's face turned bright pink but she smiled all the same. "Oh damn, no sexy entrance with a mysterious 'Bond... James Bond'?" She laughed and was relieved that the last of the pink had faded from her features. "And Morrison? I'm going to hold you to that promise." She winked before falling back with Petra and Yuchi. "Ready to go?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 03, 2012, 11:15:51 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ready when you are," Petra said as she climbed into the passenger's seat, just as Izzy's Ferrari set off towards the car park exit, Yuchi following not far behind her. "So, how good a kisser is Morrison?" Petra asked with a smile. "Yeah, sorry, we kinda saw that, we didn't want to make either of you more feel embarrassed by admitting we'd seen you though."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 03, 2012, 11:31:46 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sky just smiled and rested her chin on her palm as she watched out the window. "Well, if you really must know... He's better than you." She looked over at Petra with a challenging gaze. "But never you mind that, are you jealous?" She teased, going back to looking out the window. "If you are... You shouldn't be. I'm just not the type of person to open up like that. My one defense is not to let others know what I'm thinking unless I want them too. And even those thoughts that some think they can read... They're lies. That is what I trained for in every free hour of time that I had. Besides, I told him I tusted him with my life, what I didn't tell him was that I don't think I know how to trust someone with my heart."&nbsp; She then fell silent.&nbsp; <em>I just hope that can change, it would be tragic if I let my Romeo walk away.</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 03, 2012, 11:39:26 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"No offence to Morrison but I'm not jealous," she said with a laugh. "I'm kinda disappointed that kiss was quite so short though, I think he'd have probably made it last a bit longer if he hadn't been worried we were about to turn up."<br><br>"We're almost there," Yuchi said, pointing to a huge skyscraper visible not that far from them the huge image of a phoenix painted on the side of it making it stand out from those around it. "For a secret organisation we sure like to show ourselves off to the rest of the world," he said with a slight laugh.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 03, 2012, 11:49:56 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"You are missing my point Petra... Nevermind." She rolled her eyes and looked at the painted Phoenix on the skyscraper. "Show offs." She smiled despite herself though, for it really was a beautiful piece of art. "God, the closer we are the more nervous I get. Kind of like those moments before you walk on stage for a school play."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 03, 2012, 12:02:33 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Don't worry," Yuchi said as they approached the entrance where Morrison and Izzy were stood waiting for them. "I may not have known Izzy's real identity but she's far tougher a fighter than she might at first appear. There are far worse people you could get caught in a fight with."<br><br>He pulled up, getting out and and opening the door so Petra and Skylar could get out. It was only now they could see Izzy and Morrison weren't alone, another man was stood with them, a tall slender-looking man with an ID around his neck who gave them a rather stern look as they approached.<br><br>"I assume you have your ID?" the man asked. Petra handed over her and Skylar's ID's which the man studied for a moment before handing them back. "If you would just step through the metal detector and then Miss Redmond can give you the tour of our offices."<br><br>They stepped through one by one, letting Skylar go last, glad to see the metal detector didn't sound. Inside the lobby were men and women of all ages rushing between lifts and ground floor offices.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 03, 2012, 12:14:55 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Exactly how many floors are there to this place?" Skylar said, head moving around from left to right trying to look at everything at once. Taking a step forward she suddenly paused with grimace and a slight gasp. Her hand immediately went to her thigh, the same one that she had been in the infirmary for just before they came on this mission. <em>Shoot, not now. The pain can wait.</em> She growled to herself before regaining her composure. "Sorry, leg cramp. I guess I haven't been drinking enough lately." She lied, knowing that it would look suspicious either way. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 03, 2012, 12:23:04 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Here, let me help you," Morrison said, offering his arm for her to lean on. "Izzy said there are 30 floors to this place apparentely, not counting three basement levels too."<br><br>"I'd better go sort out those files on my computer," Yuchi said, surprised by the fact the man had either not registered his comment or didn't seem the slightest bit bothered by it. He headed off towards one of the lifts.<br><br>""Shall I show you the main office first?" Izzy asked. "It's probably the quietest part of the building and an easier place to start than offices packed full of people you don't know yet. Or we can start in the cafe if you want a drink of water first."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 03, 2012, 12:46:31 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Using Morrison for some support Skylar smiled gratefully. "The cafe sounds nice but I'd be afraid all the food would go missing. I'll live, if I go a little longer without something to drink. I say the main office sounds like a wonderful place to start." Leaning in closer to Morrison she whispered to him so that only he cuold hear. "I didn't think such a minor injury could become such a problem. If anything goes wrong, I'm screwed." She pulled away for a second then leaned in again. "Oh and thanks for the support... Now smile like I just said something funny or cute." She pulled away again with a playful smile on her face and hugged his arm tightly for support.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 03, 2012, 12:56:43 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"We can get you back to the medbay when this mission is over," he whispered into her ear. "Lead the way," he said to Izzy as they headed to the office. It was almost empty aside from a young secretary sat at one desk in the corner as they entered the room.<br><br>"Kelly," Izzy said, "can you give us a bit of privacy?&nbsp; have money matters to discuss with our visitors." The girl nodded and headed out of the office. Izzy sat down and opened a file as if she was about to discuss investments with them, secretly opening her phone, dialling a number and putting it on the table. "Yuchi, how are things going on your end?"<br><br>"Good," he replied. "Luckily there's almost no-one around my offices so no-one's stopped to ask me what I'm doing. I've found the files we need and I'm starting to copy them as we speak."<br><br>""Well we need to find a way to use the time Yuchi needs without rousing any suspicions," she said, thinking for a moment. "I have an idea, look at these personnel files," she said, walking over to the secretaries' desk and pulling out a small pile of folders. "MI6 have long feared Firebrand have agents in various governments and security services. Maybe you guys can help flag up anyone who looks suspicious. If anyone does ask we can always say you want to be sure the company is being run properly before you splash the cash."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 03, 2012, 01:02:37 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'll do anything if it doesn't involve walking around the whole time." She shrugged and looked at the other two waiting to see what they said. The pain in her leg kept throbbing but she ignored it and pushed the pain out of her mind for the time being. "How long do you think he will need?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 03, 2012, 02:00:55 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Half an hour tops," Izzy replied. "He has a way of telling us its time to go, he'll send me a text so if my phone goes off we need to be ready to roll."<br><br>"There's a whole lot of names here," Morrison said. "We could be here a while trying to spot double agents, I spose at least he's given us half an hour to sort this."<br><br>"I'll order us some drinks," Izzy said. "After all decisions like the ones you're not making are thirsty work," she said, laughing.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 03, 2012, 03:24:04 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Funny." Skylar smiled and looked at the file. "So, what are we looking for exactly? Anything specific?" Scratching her head she looked at the papers at a bit of a loss.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 03, 2012, 03:26:30 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Anyone with sections of their background which seem to have big gaps in them," Izzy replied. "One thing Snake and Linklater have in common is they went almost completely AWOL between quitting the military and the founding of Firebrand. A month or two where they do nothing might not be weird, if they have a year or so of nothing then the alamrm bells should be ringing."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 03, 2012, 03:45:09 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Alright, got it." Flipping open one of the files she began reading and about three seconds later she was growling. "I hate sitting still, this is so.... boring." She pouted like a child, attempting to read but unable to focus on it fully. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 03, 2012, 03:50:01 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Feel free to walk around while you read," Izzy said with a smile. "You're not obliged to sit down while reading it."<br><br>"Uh, well I've discovered something," Petra said. "But this is a little worrying if I'm right." She handed the file to Izzy.<br><br>"Skylar, what's your surname?" Izzy asked as she studied the file. "Because either you have a sister who works for Firebrand or there's a girl who looks a hell of a lot like you working here." She turned the file round so Skylar could see the file. It was a woman who looked like an older Skylar, but with pink hair and a scar on her left cheek.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 03, 2012, 04:14:34 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Holy crap, gimme that." She snatched the file and scanned over it, eyes resting on the picture for a long moment. "Yeah, this is Maya alright. What the hell is she doing in a place like this? She absolutely hates business." Her fingers trailed over the picture. Then she closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "Maya and Skylar Brookes, twins born years apart. We were born 10 years apart but everyone was surprised at how alike we were in both looks and interests, and we even shared the same birthday if you can believe it. We were so close despite everything and then when I was 17 she suddenly just went missing. I blamed her creepy boyfriend but we couldn't prove anything because both of them went missing. I haven't seen her since but there is no way I would mistake her face." Suddenly her eyes snapped open and she was very tense. "And she wouldn't forget mine either. If she sees me our cover is blown, I can't stay."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 03, 2012, 04:18:18 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I think I know how she was recruited," Petra said, picking up another file. "Sandil Merchant, half-Bahamian, half-American ex-boyfriend of hers who still works here. Was this the boyfriend you thought was responsible for her going missing by any chance?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 03, 2012, 04:39:11 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah that's McCreepy. You said Ex-boyfriend? How did that one happen, they were inseperable the last time I saw them." She looked around, getting a little more nervous with each passing minute. "If either of them saw me, we are in trouble. Even more so if he saw me... I have to say I was never his favorite, always tormenting me..." She trailed off for a moment before snapping back to reality. "Nevermind that, I need to go."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 03, 2012, 04:45:59 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Izzy's cellphone suddenly buzzed into life, surprise crossing her face when she realised it was Tom on the other end.<br><br>"Tom, long time no speak," she said, laughing. "I'm probably better off not asking how you got my cellphone number, what are you calling about?"<br><br>"You need to get out of that building asap," Tom replied. "Whoever told you Firebrand was out of the country lied, he's on his way back to the building now. You need to get you, Yuchi and the others out of their now. I've managed to get the cars to the underground carpark so you can pick them up from there."<br><br>"Okay, see you later," she said, ending the call. "Right, we need to go now. We'll have to use the lifts to get down to the car park." She dialled Yuchi's phone. "Yuchi we need to go, it doesn't matter if you don't have everything just get to the lifts and get to a lift to the underground car park, we'll meet you there."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 03, 2012, 04:50:48 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"They hell is going on now?" Skylar stood up and turned to go but the minute she put her weight down her leg gave out from underneath her. Grabbing on to the chair she pulled herself up. "Why does life have to be so difficult? I forget to change the stupid bandage once and suddenly I can't walk. They hell is wrong with me." She growled and grimacing as she moved. "It would be suspicious if I walked out of here with the support I need but we would get caught if I walked the speed that would prevent this issue. What are we supposed to do now?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 03, 2012, 04:59:25 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Morrison, carry her," Izzy said, no longer joking about them but looking serious. "It might raise suspicions but right now we don't have another option." She walked over to the desk, taking two guns out of her desk and throwing one to Petra who caught it easily. "I know I said no weapons but I think it just stopped mattering whether they notice we're armed." She led them to the lifts, glad to see the corridor was empty. The escape was fine until they got within sight of the car when a shot pinged past Izzy's ear. At that moment a figure stood up from behind the car carrying two pistols.<br><br>"Get in the cars," the man said. "Tom sent me, I don't have time to explain."<br><br>"Petra, get in my car," Izzy said. "Morrison, you go with Yuchi, make sure Skylar is alright." She heard Morrison yelped as he stumbled, a bullet had hit his shoulder but he had stayed upright and maintained his grip on her.<br><br>"Get us the hell out of here," he said to Yuchi as he got her into the back of the car, shots still going off around them as they pulled away following the Ferrari. "In case we don't make it out of this I have to do this," he said, putting an arm round her and kissing her again, but more passionately, Yuchi smiling but keeping his attention on the road ahead.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 03, 2012, 06:05:11 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				When the shots started firing she cringed closer to Morrison and yelped when she felt the shot hit him. "My god you would have thought I'd be used to this by now!" She complained, clinging to Morrison as they got in the car. She was definately taken by surprise when Morrison kissed her, again. But this time she was sort of glad he did and she kissed him back before pushing him away and looking at his shoulder. "I'm so sorry, if you hadn't been carrying me you could have dodged... Here." She tore the sleeve of her shirt off and climbed over to look at the gun shot wound. "Did the bullet pass through?" She asked trying to look at the other side of his shoulder.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 03, 2012, 06:12:20 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"No," he said, biting his lip as he felt the pain in his shoulder. "Its lodged near my shoulderblade though so as you can imagine it hurts like hell. I don't mind taking a bullet for you though," he said, blushing slightly.<br><br>"I've just had a call from Tom," Izzy said via Petra's walkie-talkie. "There's a plane waiting for us at the airport you guys landed at, he's making sure we aren't followed. Hang in there Rick, we both know you've been through worse than this."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 03, 2012, 06:37:27 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh save it." She smiled and then wrapped the wound to stop the bleeding some. "Ya I would consider taking one for you too.... But it might hurt. However, I'll leave you with this instead." She leaned over and kissed him lightly and sat back in her seat. She looked out the window, keeping an eye out for any cars following them. The only one that she noticed was a single black motorcycle.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 03, 2012, 06:43:45 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He reached over and held her hand, glad to see when they finally reached the airfield were a large transport plane, painted in the same pattern as the helicopter that had saved them earlier, was waiting. The motorcycle stopped just as they got out, the rider taking his helmet off to reveal the man who had helped them earlier.<br><br>"Turk, is there a med crew on the plane?" Izzy asked the man who nodded in response. "C'mon guys, we can't hang around," she said, helping Tom to guide Skylar to the plane where a small unit of soldiers and a handful of medics were waiting. "Go," she said once they were all on board. "We can't afford to hang around here." The medics set to work doing what they could to help Skylar and Morrison as much as they could.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 03, 2012, 07:07:15 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm fine, it's just a scratch... You need to be helping him more." She growled slapping the medic's hand away again. She sulked in the corner thinking how such a simple plan could have gone so wrong. "Yuchi, talk to me. What did we get?" She hissed at the medic again, irritated in general at the whole situation.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 04, 2012, 02:27:48 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I didn't get more than a glance at any of it," he said. "I couldn't risk wasting any time. However if I'm right I know what Project Shadowdancer is, and what really happened to Keeley and my brother." He shivered slightly at the thought of what he had just read. "I think I've figured out who the other two members of the Inner Circle really are too."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 04, 2012, 03:24:32 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, that's good news isn't it? Who are they?" She kept glaring at the one medic that hovered nearby but kept her voice clear to the conversation. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 04, 2012, 03:30:32 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, that's where its not so good," Petra, who had been looking at the files, said as she handed them to to Skylar. "One is an advisor to the US defence secretary whose name is Lara Thornton, had her claws in the current administration for a while it seems. The other is Sam O'Shaugnessy, ex-IRA, recruited by Snake because he needed someone to make sure his bombs reached their destinations. If we're right he had access to your hangar bay just before your helicopter took off."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 04, 2012, 03:46:22 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh... that's fantastic." She scanned over the file and growled. "You have got to be kidding me... And nobody ever notices this stuff? Ever?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 04, 2012, 03:50:16 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"These guys have made a career out of covering their tracks," Izzy said. "My sister joined Firebrand because she thought they were an IT company. My theory is that the reason she and Yuchi's brother vanished was because they discovered what Firebrand were really doing, complained, threatened to tip the authorities off and so they became suprlus to requirements. I spent a week convincing them they could trust me, its a good thing they didn't see the one difference between me and my sister." She pulled up the sleeve of her top, revealing a faint but just visible scar running from just below her elbow to just above her wrist. "Had a run in with a knife, spent 3 weeks in hospital because of it."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 05, 2012, 07:13:11 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Interesting... Makes me wonder what Maya thought she was getting into... I just hope that she isn't too involved with anything dangerous." She sighed and sat back. "So, the only question that really comes to mind now is how the hell did things go so wrong? Izzy? You asked if Firebrand was in the building and the contact said no... What purpose was there in lying to us? What was to gain?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 06, 2012, 02:38:18 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm sorry Morrison," Turk said in reply. "When we discovered who your contact was it took us a while to discover there was a problem. Milo Caramaggio, CIA and MI6 contact who's absolutely trustworthy but..." He handed him a file with the word "DECEASED" printed across it. "I don't know who you were talking to but it wasn't Milo, he's been dead at least three years following an...'accident'."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 06, 2012, 06:31:01 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"You didn't tell him who you really were did you Morrison? If it wasn't Milo, and it obviously wasn't, then do you think it was just someone mislead or someone purposely trying to sabatoge us?" Skylar questioned, thinking over every possibility and none with happy endings.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 06, 2012, 06:37:23 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"He guessed who I was when I started talking," Morrison replied. "They must have known I'd try to call Milo, but how would they..."<br><br>"Fuck," Izzy said, burying her head in her hands. "He was at the party. Linklater was at the party, I only just realised it. One of the waiters bringing drinks round, you'd have had to be looking straight at him to realise who he was. The minute he saw Morrison he must have figured out what was going on. I'm sorry, if I'd..."<br><br>"You'd never met the guy in person Izzy," Morrison said. "Besides, the guy is Inner Circle, the last place you'd expect to see him is handing drinks out as a waiter. You can't blame yourself. I guess he or Snake organised 'Milo' for me to contact, we walked straight into a trap without realising it."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 06, 2012, 07:12:46 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Damn... That means neither of you are any help when it comes to sneaking in. No offense or anything, but now they know that you are working with us now. This totally sucks." She rolled her eyes and crossed her arms in a pissed off pout.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 07, 2012, 02:46:57 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"They'd work it out eventually," Turk said. "Whether they'd realised who you were or not we'd have to extract Izzy, the minute she'd helped you her life would've been in danger. At least we got out of there largely unharmed and with all the data we needed, ultimately we have the advantage here."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 07, 2012, 07:28:40 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah.... Advantage. We will see how long that lasts." She mumbled looking at the ground, a worried expression crossing her features. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 08, 2012, 02:55:05 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Against these guys any kind of advantage is a good thing," Turk replied. "Besides, they aren't the only people with a secret network of contacts, you guys would be dead by now if they were."<br><br>"Are you alright?" Morrison asked her as he came over and sat next to her, holding her hand and kissing her cheek.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 08, 2012, 08:02:08 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I wish that I could say that I was alright, but I'm not. Not one bit. Turk, they have my sister... My older sister is within their grasp, and now that they know we are alive, they might try to use her against me. I don't want her to end up hurt because of something I did... We have no advantage, don't you see that?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 09, 2012, 03:08:26 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We'll sort it," Turk replied, "but right now we can't afford to make another move until we've checked the intel we've just received. We can't risk walking into another trap, we may not be so lucky next time."<br><br>"We'll find her, Morrison said. "I promise you that."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 09, 2012, 05:58:29 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Thanks." She mumbled, pulling her knees close to her chest and burying her head into her knees. "How long until we get back to base?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 09, 2012, 06:01:02 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				They approached the bright lights of the base, Morrison holding Skylar close as they came into land.<br><br>"C'mon," he said, standing up and wincing slightly. "We both need to go see the medic, Petra and Izzy can do the debrief with Tom."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 09, 2012, 06:13:17 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm fine. I don't need the damn medic." She growled, her hand clutching her thigh tightly and wincing in pain. "This is nothing compared to what might happen to my sister if things don't go our way." She sighed, departing the craft with a defiant glare.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 09, 2012, 06:19:37 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We can't risk a strike against them," Morrison replied. "At least until we're sure what we're dealing with, if we wind up dead it won't help your sister."<br><br>He took her in his arms and kissed her again, not caring if anyone else saw and only pulling back when he thought they might need to take a breath of air.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 09, 2012, 06:28:02 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She melted in his arms, the last of her fighting spirit depleted after all of the action of the day. "Fine." She sighed, gasping for breath and hugging him tightly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 09, 2012, 06:32:24 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He took her hand, blushing slightly as he headed to the medical bay where the doctor set about trying to sort his shoulder out.<br><br>"Sorry, I should probably stop kissing you," he said sheepishly. "Although I guess if you were hating it you'd have slapped me by now."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 17, 2012, 12:10:22 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I really ought to punch you across the room, but I haven't the energy to even slap you so I think you're safe... For now." Her smile was forced, not because it wasn't genuine but because of her lack of energy. Then she looked back at his shoulder and growled to herself. "Why are you taking care of me? Your injury is more critical than mine, you really should be the one to get help." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 17, 2012, 12:28:43 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'll be fine," he said, laughing slightly at the comment about punching him across the room. "Besides, the medic on the plane said, judging by where the bullet is lodged, while its no threat to me leaving it in trying to remove it might do far worse damage to my shoulder. I assume you don't want me bleeding half to death on you?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 17, 2012, 12:38:36 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I wouldn't care if it weren't for the fact that I dragged your sorry ass to safety... And plus it would be a real waste of talent if I were to let you bleed out everywhere... I still need you to save my sister from those losers too, so do me a favor and try not to die on me." Her eyes shone with devious and playful intent, her joking tone falling flat despite her efforts. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 17, 2012, 12:44:20 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I have no intention to," he said. "I owe them a bit of payback for the bombing still, plus Linklater...well, that's a story for another time why I have a score to settle with him."<br><br>"Sorry to interrupt your snugglefest," Petra said as she walked in, raising an eyebrow as Morrison let out an embarrassed laugh, "but the debrief is over. Tom wants to bring you guys up to speed on what we've discovered."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 17, 2012, 12:49:00 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Now? Tell him that if he really needs to talk to us, he needs to walk down here himself. There is absolutely no way I am walking back there right now, not in our condition." She narrowed her eyes and her voice held a disbelieving tone at Tom's bad timing.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 17, 2012, 12:58:10 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"He can't," Petra replied. "There's something we've discovered the requires the computer in the briefing room to show it to you, there's no computer in the sickbay anywhere near powerful enough to display it." There was an apologetic tone to her voice, she didn't want to drag them out of there but she knew this was urgent.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 17, 2012, 01:11:27 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You. Suck." She growled, throwing her hands up in the air and spinning on her heel to head in the direction of the debriefing room. However the moment she stepped forward she fell over and didn't move. After a moment her muffled voice sounded from the floor. "I hate my life." She dragged herself up and leaned back on Morrison with a pout. "Come on let's get this over with."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 17, 2012, 01:21:20 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Without even thinking about it he put one hand around her waist as he helped her to the briefing room, where Tom, Izzy, Turk and another woman they hadn't met before were in conversation around a central projector.<br><br>"We know what Shadowdancer really is," Tom said with a grimace. "If I said we have a problem then that would be the understatement of a century. Carlie," he said, nodding to the woman they didn't recognise.<br><br>"We had two theories," she said, bringing up an image of the Firebrand building. "One was that Shadowdancer was some kind of computer virus and the other was it was the codename for an undercover agent we hadn't discovered yet. It isn't, its a codename for a weapon, more specificially a super-soldier serum the CIA developed in the late 60s but was supposedly destroyed. Evidently someone kept a sample of it without telling anyone."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 17, 2012, 01:25:40 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Skylar was silent for a moment before bursting out laughing, gasping for breath as she looked over at the woman whoes name was Charlie. "You have got to be kidding me! Big bad company has started copying comic books!" Calming down for a moment she took a deep breath. "They can't be serious, something like that can't possibly work in the real world.... can it? Who's the test dummy?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 17, 2012, 01:52:17 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That's the reason we needed to show you rather than just tell you in the sickbay Skylar," Tom said with a grimace. "There've been various test runs on it but they've finally found someone who suited the serum perfectly...your sister. She's their ultimate plan if they can't persuade the president to see things their own way."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 17, 2012, 02:21:19 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				This stunned her, and had she not been holding onto Morrison she would have most deffinately fallen. Her grip tightened and something in her stomach flipped. "No." That was all she could get out. One simple word and that was all. "No, this just isn't possible...."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 17, 2012, 02:26:09 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That's what happened to Yuchi and Izzy's siblings isn't it?" Morrison asked, grimacing when he saw Tom nod.<br><br>"Its why they vanished without a trace," Izzy replied. "When they wanted out of Firebrand's plan they were imprisoned and had the serum tested on them. Unlike your sister Skylar as far as we can work out it killed them."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 17, 2012, 02:38:18 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well it's not going to happen to my sister. And do you know why that is Tom? That is because you are going to get her out." She growled, not even bothering with formalities.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 17, 2012, 06:00:01 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"How do we get her out of there?" Morrison asked Tom. "There has to be a way."<br><br>"Its not that easy," Izzy said. "Firebrand has infiltrated more places than we realised. 'Milo' wasn't the only double agent we've unwittingly been contacting. Tom, show him the file Indian intelligence sent MI6 two hours ago."<br><br>"This is Arun Patel, the man you spoke to before we retrieved you," Tom said, showing a picture of Arun. "Look at the date under the picture though."<br><br>Written under the picture were the words 'Killed in action 25th March 2004'.<br><br>"Arun has been dead 6 years," Tom said. "I don't know who's house you were in but it wasn't his. Did anything weird happen while you were there."<br><br>"Not that I can remember, just..." Morrison froze. "He told us kids came to the door but we never actually saw them, they could've been anyone."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 17, 2012, 07:35:59 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well we can't deny that he had some good cheese..." She trailed off before snapping back to reality. "Well they already know of our existence so what's to stop me from marching in there to bust her out?" She challenged, her head spinning with all of the crap that was going on in the moment.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 18, 2012, 02:18:35 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"If you walk in there without a proper plan they could pick you off with ease," Izzy replied. "If you get killed cos you botched the attack your sister will be in a worse position than she was before. We have the combined might of Tom's forces and MI6 on our side we can find out how to deal with these guys with more chance of us walking away."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 18, 2012, 02:31:33 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"And what do you expect them to do while Tom and the M16 forces are trying to agree on a plan. They sure as hell aren't going to sit around while they have my sister! I hope you decide quickly on what you want to do because I won't rest until I get my sister back." She hissed, pushing away from Morrison and storming out, her rage muting the pain in her leg. She skipped out on going to the sickbay and instead went back to her room, pulling out a bag and packing it full of whatever she could find.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 18, 2012, 03:38:33 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Tom doesn't want to delay it any more than you do," Izzy said, appearing in the door. "But there's something he didn't reveal at the debrief, something he only told me, Turk and Morrison and he'll probably kill me for telling you this." She walked in, a file under one arm, and sat down on a bed. "Two hours after you left a report came in that a masked gang had abducted a child from outside the gates of a school. The kid they abducted...its his nephew," she said, showing the file that showed a seven year old boy who looked similar to Tom. "Tom doesn't know where they're keeping him, if he goes charging in there then his nephew's chances of survival are next to none."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 18, 2012, 04:41:45 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sky paused for a moment but continued her packing. "I'm sorry to hear that, I truly am but I'm not changing my mind. As much as this is a personal matter for him it for me is also very personal, and I am willing to act on it. Is there anything else? If not, I suggest that you start planning if you want things to work out the was you want them to." She shouldered the bag and looked at Izzy with an apologetic gaze that still yelled she wouldn't give up on this.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 18, 2012, 04:52:10 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You don't realise who you're dealing with," Izzy said. "My sister tried to warn me, I think she stumbled across something looking at their accounts. They offered me a chance to retrieve her alive but...I thought they were just dodgy businessman. I was haunted by the fact I had a chance to save her even before I found out what became of her. They know your face now, you go charging in there alone and without a plan they're going to shoot you on sight. Plus if you go Morrison is liable to follow you and we both know he's in no fit state right now to go charging into a firefight.""
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 18, 2012, 05:06:26 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"And what makes you think that don't have a plan already?&nbsp; I may be young and unexperienced, but I'm not stupid and I can take care of myself. Besides, I highly doubt that they will shoot to kill. Be sure to keep a tight leash on Morrison for me." With that she turned out through the door, leaving Izzy behind. She prayed to God that she could keep up with the pieces of a plan she had made.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 18, 2012, 05:18:20 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"This isn't about you being young and inexperienced," Izzy replied. "This is being realistic. You have no idea where your sister is right now, outside of that building you have no idea where to start looking for her. We don't have time to run wild goose chases in the hope that you find the ride hiding place before they make their move. I've lost too many friends to these bastards already without letting you go charging off without knowing where to even start looking. You think if I had the chance you do to save my sister I wouldn't jump at it? Your sister wouldn't want you to go get yourself killed just for her would she?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 18, 2012, 05:27:31 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Calling over her shoulder, Sky grimaced. "It's the exact thing we promised each other, and I know for a fact that she would do the same for me. So yeah, I know this is extremely stupid and I have no chance, but I will go down fighting when I still have that chance. And as I said, I doubt that they will shoot to kill." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 18, 2012, 05:34:17 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You forget Skylar, I've been undercover with these guys for years," Izzy said. "They know you're with Morrison, even if no-one else would order them to shoot on sight Linklater will, if only so he can punish Morrison. He hasn't told you why he has a personal grudge with Linklater has he? Its nothing to do with thinking he went rogue."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 18, 2012, 05:44:09 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"When you put it that way I have no choice but to guess it has something to do with girl issues. What'd he do? Steal her heart?&nbsp; It still is a chance that I need to take and every moment I stand here the more she slips away from me. I will not lose her again. Not to them and especially not the way they are trying to take her. I go, and I have a shot. I stay and that shot disappears, and with it everything I ever was and am. That would hurt him a lot more than any physical loss could. Do you understand that?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 18, 2012, 05:50:03 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That's not the point," she said. "You need..." She was interrupted as Turk ran out of the briefing room, a surprised look on his face.<br><br>"You two are going to want to see this," he said. "It seems, before they got to her, Keeley managed to leave us a clue. She obviously thought you'd come after her and...you'll have to see it, I can't explain it easily."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 18, 2012, 05:54:19 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'll hear this but afterwards I'm out of here." With her bag still slung over her shoulder she walked into the briefing room, not meeting the gaze of anybody there. "What did you find that has Turk's panties in a twist." She stated, an indifferent mask filling her features to hide any of her earlier emotions.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 18, 2012, 06:09:07 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"There was something Keeley found days before she vanished," Yuchi said from where he was sat at a computer in the corner. "You could miss it easily because its under a file I copied onto the disk almost by accident. Firebrand are running a carehome slap bang in the middle of nowhere."<br><br>"So?" Izzy said, with a note of annoyance in her voice. "Maybe some of them aren't quite the jerks we think."<br><br>"Problem is Yuchi looked this place up on the web," Petra said. "If this place was a carehome someone forgot to tell any of the local authorities, they appear to be under the impression its a deserted farmhouse. So Yuchi looked at the file again, this 'home' has only two residents. One is some guy named Tyler Westbrook, the other is..."<br><br>"Skylar's sister," Izzy said. "She must've guessed they were planning something and wanted to make sure the secret didn't die with her. I'm guessing this isn't a place we can just turn up at though?"<br><br>"That's the other thing that told us it wasn't a carehome," Yuchi said. "Its surrounded by 6 foot tall electrified barbed wire and I counted at least fifty armed guards around it. Firebrand clearly have something in that house they won't let the authorities see. There's no way of sneaking into that place without tripping any kind of alarm judging by the file she discovered."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 18, 2012, 06:25:37 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Great, so now I know what to do. Tom I have a plan but I need you to cooperate with me and let me go through with this." Her eyes were pleading, her voice thick with anticipation. "I know what I am doing, and I know all of the risks that go with it... the consequences that could fall upon more people than I can imagine if I fail. But that can't stop me from going. I'm not asking your permission to go, I'm asking for you to make it easier to go."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 18, 2012, 06:35:27 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"If you want to go do," Tom said, trying to hide a note of anger in his voice. "I can't sanction you to go on this mission and put my nephew at risk but if I can't stop you going I'm not standing in your way." He walked out, deciding to get a breath of fresh air before he said something he regretted.<br><br>"There has to be a way of finding his nephew," Tom said to Yuchi.&nbsp; "Plus something is bothering me, the name of the sister's roommate...gimme a sec, I think I know who he is."<br><br>"I can give you a flight out to America," Turk said to Skylar, "but I can't go against Tom's orders. If you're going in there we can't help you. I'm sorry."<br><br>Morrison didn't want to speak to Skylar, he was angry at her and Tom, but he knew could say little to persuade either to change their minds but he was trying to hide how he felt.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 18, 2012, 06:41:04 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Thank you Turk. All I need is to be dropped off as close to Firebrand's HQ as possible. I have an idea that I think will work but I need to get back into that building we were for our last mission. I realize that might not be so easy but as close as you can get would be great." She smiled at Turk apologetically, turning to look at Morrison who was obviously upset with the decisions made. "It's for the best." She breathed to herself, hoping she was right about this.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 18, 2012, 06:49:17 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Its too risky," Petra said. "Everyone in that building knows you're with Izzy and Morrison, they aren't going to fall for the same trick twice. Besides, that's Linklater and Snake's territory, odds are they'll wait till you're somewhere safely out of harm's way to bump you off. Its up to you though." She could sense the anger morrison evidently felt as he stood talking to Yuchi as they looked at a computer file. She stepped close enough to Skylar that only she would hear what she said. "You need to be sure you're doing the right thing here, Morrison cares about you, you're putting him in an impossible situation. He doesn't want to risk hurting his friend but he can't bear hurting you either. If you have to go at least speak to him before you do."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 18, 2012, 07:01:12 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"His situation is just as hard as mine. I'm torn between a man that I really, truly do like and my own flesh and blood. I think I will take your advice though. Turk, thing you can start up our ride? I'll meet you in a minute." She walked over to Morrison and tapped his shoulder, waiting for him to acknowledge her before she wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him tightly. "I'm sorry... I'm so sorry." It was all she could say at the moment, knowing fully well how hard this was for many and especially for him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 18, 2012, 07:07:28 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Don't go," he said, visibly shaking. "If Linklater knowsabout you and me..." he tried to steel himself, with only moderate success. "I've already lost one girl I loved to him, I don't want him to cost me another one." Almost without thinking he kissed her, forgetting there was anyone else around thm and not caring at that moment. Part of him was that terrified he was about to lose her he didn't want her to go without knowing how he felt.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 18, 2012, 07:20:13 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She kissed him back not wanting to let him go but she knew that she had to. "I have to, I must go. You don't have to worry about him, I promise you he won't hurt me. You won't lose me to him, I swear. But if I stay here and something happens to my sister... I'll be nothing but an empty shell, and that will hurt you a lot more than anything else ever could. All I ask is that you have faith in me, have faith that I can do this and come back home to you." She met his gaze but looked away quickly. "I'm sorry." She kissed him again and ran out of the room, trying to hold back tears that threatened to show. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 19, 2012, 03:07:25 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hold on," Izzy said, stopping her before she reached the aircraft where Turk was waiting. "I might have a way to help you, although Tom will probably kill me for it. There's another MI6 agent in Firebrand's HQ, a woman about your age called Fizz. Tell her Izzy sent you, she'll know to trust you. Plus...I just realised I recognise Tyler's name too, he's MI6. Fizz will probably now how to contact him and get him to give you some help."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 19, 2012, 01:21:31 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"If I'm caught talking to Fizz then I might blow her cover. I don't know if I want to deal with that responsibility, but I'll see if I can even get close to the building." She had her hand rested on the craft, looking at Izzy. "I'll see what I can do, but no promises. And Izzy, will you do me a favor? Don't let Morrison out of your sight." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 19, 2012, 01:25:48 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"If he's going to end up following you I don't think even Tom is capable of stopping him," she said with a slightly embarrassed laugh. "But I'll try my best." She turned to Turk who was clearly getting impatient. "You can't use the same airfield, if even one Firebrand agent followed you there odds are they'll have laid a trap in case we come back."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 20, 2012, 03:51:40 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Thanks." She climbed up into the craft, taking a deep breath to calm the nerves already building up in her stomach. "Perhaps if we were to go around and use the airfield on the other side of town. It would mean a longer walk for me but I can manage. What do you think?" She asked Turk, taking a seat by him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 20, 2012, 03:58:23 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Okay," Turk replied. "I grew up in the city so I know the airfield you mean. We should go now though, the longer we take the harder it'll be for Izzy and co to cover our backs."<br><br>"Go with her Turk," Izzy said. "They won't know you're an agent, plus otherwise it means sitting at the airfield until she needs the plane again. You can always show her that Lambourghini you're always boasting to everyone you own," she said, laughing as he looked slightly embarrassed at the comment.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 20, 2012, 04:06:01 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No argument from me." She said to him, looking over to Izzy. "I'll see you soon." She smiled brightly but on the inside she was only thinking about how she was going to make that statement true. With a sigh she turned back to Turk. "You're right, we really should leave now if we want this to run smoothly. Let's go."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 20, 2012, 04:10:37 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Fizz's number if you decide to contact her," Izzy said as Turk started the engine up. "If you want to reach Tyler you'll have to ask her, Tyler's a Terminator-class, I don't have clearance to know his contact number. Ask Turk if you want to know what that means."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 20, 2012, 04:22:54 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Thanks, I'll be sure to ask when the curiosity has just about eaten me alive." She laughed and sat back. "This will be a piece of cake! I'll be back in no time." She waved and smiled, turning to ask Turk about Tyler almost immediately. "So what's this Terminator-class thing?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 20, 2012, 04:29:05 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Terminator-class is an elite class of secret agent," Turk replied as they took off.&nbsp; "When there's a mission CIA or MI6 can't risk a normal agent being detected doing they dispatch a Terminator level agent. They're cleared to use whatever tactics are required to complete the mission but the minute you agree to take on a mission as far as the agency is concerned you cease to exist. You get captured and you're completely on your own. If Tyler is deep in Firebrand territory then he's not there for surveillance."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 20, 2012, 04:34:22 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Interesting. Sounds like a really fun but really dangerous job. But what kind of benefits would one get from that, I mean there is no outside help and you are completely on your own... What's the good part?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 20, 2012, 04:39:44 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Like I said they give you free rein to use whatever means you deem necessary to complete your mission," he replied. "Clearly if you break the law then they aren't going to come rescue you but as long as you don't do anything crazy then you can deal with it as you see fit. They're often used if there are drug lords or terrorist leaders who need to be taken out but are in places a normal agent or a commando team would struggle to safely reach."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 20, 2012, 04:43:44 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Quite interesting. I wonder what it would be like to spend a day in their shoes. It must be tiring... When they complete a mission how much therapy do you think they go through?" She joked, knowing full well the amount of stress that type of work would put on somebody.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 20, 2012, 04:47:52 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well its said a Terminator doesn't really HAVE a life," Turk replied. "Because they can never be sure when they'll be activated for a mission few can balance a home life with vanishing for days on end with little or no warning. Often their only contact with the outside world will be their handler, an agent who any missions will be passed to them through. I'm guessing that's what Fizz's job is, that would explain why she knows how to contact Tyler and Izzy doesn't."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 20, 2012, 04:53:48 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well that's always a good point. Still it's always a good idea to get some therapy every once in a while. I am almost positive that I'll need some after this is over." She sighed, thinking about what life would be like if they actually succeeded in bringing Firebrand down.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 20, 2012, 04:58:14 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Tom doesn't mean to be angry with you," Turk said. "His sister and his nephew are all the family he has left, he tends to get quite protective at even the slightly hint either of them is in danger. Hell, I'd probably be like him if I thought someone was going to hurt someone I cared about." He was silent for a moment, checking they were taking the right course. "There should be a codeword on the piece of paper with Fizz's number," he said to Skylar, "a way of her knowing we're friendly without having to get inside the building first."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 20, 2012, 05:03:31 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Be my guest and take a look. Izzy just told me to tell Fizz that we were sent by her... I don't know what else to say." She said, unfolding the paper to glance it over. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 20, 2012, 05:11:09 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It just says tell her Ranger sent her," Turk said with a shrug. "Maybe its Izzy's callsign, if you just said to her that Izzy sent us then you could be referring to anyone, can't go around telling just anyone who Tyler is and what he's doing there."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 20, 2012, 05:32:19 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That's true... Didn't think of that, but now I kind of want to know the story behind that callsign. Sounds like it might be an interesting one."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 20, 2012, 05:37:40 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"As a guy who grew up during the 90s I'd love to think she watched Power Rangers as a kid," he said with a laugh. "Sadly I suspect its got little or nothing to do with cult kids TV shows. We're almost there," he said, pointing to a small row of lights which were surrounded by a large patch of darkness."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 20, 2012, 07:03:03 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Back in my day the Power Rangers were cool... Nowadays they seem really lame." She laughed at the fact that she was barely even 20 years of age and yet technology had advanced quickly enough that she now had a back in the day. Her smile dropped as she saw the landing strip and she sighed. "Here we go."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 20, 2012, 07:11:14 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He landed the aircraft, getting out and dialling the number for Fizz, hoping she wasn't at work.<br><br>"Its 11 at night, you better have a damn good reason for phoning me," came an irritable voice from the other end of the phone.<br><br>"My name is Turk, we need to speak to you. Ranger sent us." For a few moments there was silence from the other end.<br><br>"Meet me at Sheldon's Cafe," came the eventual reply. "Its on the corner of 34th and Leighton Street."<br><br>He hung up and suddenly clicked the car keys he had been holding in one hand, the lights on a sleek orange Lambourghini suddenly bursting into life.<br><br>"What do you think of the car?" he asked her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 20, 2012, 07:21:59 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Cute color." She smiled, running a finger over the hood. "I wouldn't leave the keys unattended... I might accidentally slip them into my pocket." She winked and slid into the car with a huge smile. "So, what did Fizz say?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 21, 2012, 01:32:39 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"To meet her at Sheldon's Cafe," he said. "I'm surprised I've never met her, Sheldon's was my favourite cafe when I was growing up. At least it means I know where we're going without having to check a map or a GPS system."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 22, 2012, 09:06:22 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Interesting... Perhaps you did meet her and didn't realize it before. It's not like she is going to walk around with a sign that reads 'Hello my name is Fizz and I am a super secret spy'. We will just have to see about it when we get there now won't we?" She said, looking out the window. "We will just have to see."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 23, 2012, 02:55:33 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well we're hardly blending into the background driving this car," he said with a laugh. They reached the cafe, seeing a young woman with bright blue hair sat near the window sipping from a coffee and reading a book. "So, which of us is going to go speak to her or shall we both go?" he asked.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 23, 2012, 04:29:10 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I think we should both go, just in case... I do look like my sister after all, don't want to give the wrong impression or anything." She smiled sheepishly, looking out the window at the woman. "Yeah, I don't want to go by myself..." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 23, 2012, 04:32:20 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"She's a Terminator handler, the worse she can do is shoot us for trying to blow Tyler's cover..." he paused, laughing slightly nervously. "Okay, point taken. You go over to the table, I'll get us a couple of drinks. Otherwise we're going to look really out of place in there."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 23, 2012, 04:44:13 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"So you want me to go and sit at a table with some stranger I have never met before, looking like a bad guy if I might add, and just sit while you get drinks? Are you crazy?" She grimaced, looking at the terminator handler. "Just be quick about it." She snapped getting out of the car and walking at a steady pace to the table at which the woman sat. Taking a seat across from her she smiled brightly. "I like your hair."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 23, 2012, 04:52:00 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"As weird as it sounds the weirder my hair colour is the less people notice me," the girl said, laughing as she put the book down on the table. "Fizz McIntyre," she said, offering a hand. "Officially I don't exist, unofficially I'm part of MI6. Although I'm guessing Izzy's told you that already if you used her old undercover codename."<br><br>"We also know about...you know who," Turk said as he came over with their drinks, aware that she might be wary to mention Tyler in public even to friends. "Turk Watson, I'm...well, technically I don't belong to an organisation, not any official one anyway."<br><br>"What about you?" Fizz asked Skylar. "You don't look much like a secret agent, not to me anyway."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 23, 2012, 05:34:25 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You would be right to think I wasn't an agent. I'm a soldier. I assume that you heard the news of the helicopter accident that resulted in the death of an entire squad? I was hand picked to go on that mission and just after touchdown the thing exploaded. I was a lucky survivor of an attack that none were meant to survive. My name is Skylar Brookes. It's nice to make your acquaintance." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 23, 2012, 05:38:15 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I heard about it," she said with a grimace. "Someone I cared about a lot was on that helicopter. MI6 wouldn't confirm he was dead but through...unofficial channels I discovered locals had ID'd his body from the wallet he still had on him. Since I'm guessing you're not here to talk to me you must be wanting Tyler."<br><br>"Well, Skylar wants to contact Tyler," Turk replied. "I'll let her explain, not sure its my place to say."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 23, 2012, 05:49:35 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Thanks Turk." She paused a moment, gathering her courage and picking her words carefully. "My sister, Maya, works for Firebrand and I need to get her out. Unfortuneatly she is at some "care home" that people believe is a deserted farm house... The only two residents are my sister and Tyler. It's urgent that I retrieve her and as far as I see it, Tyler is my only hope for the moment."<br><br>((I will brb... Have to get dinner.))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 23, 2012, 05:55:11 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That...might be a problem," Fizz said, moving slightly uncomfortably in her seat.<br><br>"We know about the guards," Turk said. "I'm sure with Tyler's help..."<br><br>"The guards aren't our problem," Fizz said, shaking her head. "There are hostages, Tyler wouldn't tell me who although he said Mandy knows who they are. Anyone tries to retrieve her and the hostages will be dead within hours. Believe me I've tried locating them but whoever abducted them is damn good at covering their tracks. Plus, there are...other problems."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 23, 2012, 06:28:48 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Something in Skylar's stomach dropped with each word that Fizz spoke. "Other problems? What do you mean?" She shifted uncomfortably in her seat looking from Turk to Fizz. "What else could possibly be a problem that isn't already?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 23, 2012, 06:34:56 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"She's his target isn't she?" Turk asked, grimacing as Fizz nodded. "There's a reason they're called Terminators Skylar, they're only deployed when they have a target that has to be dealt with permanently."<br><br>"His orders are simple," Fizz said. "Act as her bodyguard for as long as she needs it, but if it becomes clear the hit on the President is going ahead then he has orders from MI6 that she has to be dealt with. He has two sets of bullets: one is equipped with an antidote which they hope will cancel out the serum. I don't need to tell you what the other bullets are."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 23, 2012, 06:44:06 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No there has to be a mistake... There must be a way to get her out of there, some sort of trade. A deal? I can't just let my sister be put through something so terrible while I sit back and wait for the news that some goon put a bullet through her head." Her voice changed from pleading to threatening, her eyes a mean glare. It was something she couldn't stand for, not even under the circumstances. If this woman refused to help her, she would just storm the Firebrand building by herself. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 23, 2012, 06:52:08 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You think Tyler WANTS to be in that position," Fizz replied. "If even half of what we've heard about this serum is right your sister is beter off dead."<br><br>"I don't understand," Turk said. "Why?"<br><br>"There's a reason Shadowdancer was shut down originally," Fizz replied. "Half the test subjects died from a variety of complications, only two made it through the process alive. One died three years after the project of what was officially listed as cancer but no-one outside the CIA buys that line, and the other is alive but has uncontrollable bouts of rage that...well, let's put it this way: if you're smart you make sure you're nowhere near him when he's pissed off. If your sister has already been injected with the serum, whether it kills her, Tyler does it or someone else her odds of survival aren't great."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 23, 2012, 07:12:54 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I don't care. I'm getting her out, no matter what." She growled, resisting the urge to pound her fist into the table. She hadn't risked her life and that of her friends just to be told that her mission was too dangerous. Skylar had been aware of that when she left and was not about to turn back now. "If you can't help me then I can figure out things on my own."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 24, 2012, 02:24:39 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Fizz, there has to be a way," Turk said. "Can't you tell Tyler to stand down?"<br><br>"Even if I thought that was a smart idea I can't make Tyler stand down," she replied. "Even assuming the guards and the booby traps didn't pick you off trying to get in there if Tyler considered you to be jeopardizing his operation believe me he's not gonna hang around to find out what happened. At least this way we know she's alive and safe, for now anyway."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 25, 2012, 03:52:15 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"For now isn't good enough. Let him shoot me, I don't give a damn. If he won't help me then he is no more than an enemy to me." She hissed, rising to leave. "I need some air." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 25, 2012, 03:59:18 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I can try calling him," she said. "If only to check how your sister is. But I wouldn't try fighting Tyler, even unarmed he knows enough fighting skills to bring you down. You can try taking him and those guards on if you want or we can find out what's happening from Tyler first, its your choice."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 25, 2012, 04:04:17 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Call him... I need to get some air... I feel a little sick to my stomach at the moment. Please excuse me." She said a little more quietly, removing herself from the table and heading out the door. She leaned against the wall for the moment, breathing deeply.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 25, 2012, 04:14:57 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She dialled the number, turning away from them for a moment before putting the phone on the table.<br><br>"Tyler, tell them what you just told me," she said.<br><br>"She's gone, they've moved her again," a voice with a strong Irish accent said through the phone. "I'm trying to work out where they took her but they must have moved her during the night cos her and the rest of the guards were gone by the time I woke up. Someone knew her cover had been blown. Tell them if they want to help her go home, if the CIA get to her before I do she really IS dead."<br><br>"The CIA are tracing her?" Turk said as Tyler hung up. "Why?"<br><br>"My guess is Firebrand know you're coming after her," Fizz replied. "They have double agents in the CIA, they'll be feeding them red herrings, but just enough that the CIA's efforts ruin yours. He's right though, Tyler is at least working on the option of keeping her alive, she's an enemy of the US. The CIA catch her they aren't going to stop to ask questions."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 25, 2012, 04:24:07 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sky stood there a moment longer, her gut twisting in every which direction. Her head was pounding and her heart was racing. The world around her threatened to spin but she made a decision she knew she would regret. She ran. She didn't want to hear what words the two she was leaving behind had to say. All they wanted was to keep her from saving her own flesh and blood... it wouldn't happen. She wouldn't lose. She ran only a little bit when she came across a man with a sleek motorcycle. Looking out of breath she went up to the guy. "Please sir. I need your help really bad. There are some men after me and I can't stay. I need your wheels." The man looked confused and so she continued. "Back there should be an orange Lambourghini, if you wait by it I'm sure the man who owns it will pay you back. He is a friend of mine... but I can't wait for him." She pleaded, eyes sad. The man reluctantly handed over the keys and she smiled apologetically. "If I ever see you again I will thank you in full." She smiled as she hopped on the bike and started it up. Turning the bike, she pointed it in the direction of where she wanted to go. Away from the little cafe.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 25, 2012, 04:32:14 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Leave her to me," Turk said. "Phone Tyler again, tell him he needs to find her asap, I think I know why they're moving her and if I'm right we're in danger of being too late."<br><br>He jumped into the Lambourghini, speeding after her even though he wasn't sure where she was going. Dialling her number as he bit his lip, worrying what was happening.<br><br>"Listen to me Skylar," he said as he reached her answerphone. "You have to leave this to Tyler, I know where they're taking her and believe me trying to track her there is a really dumb idea unless you're Tyler or have a small army at your beck and call."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 25, 2012, 04:40:31 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her cell phone buzzed in her back pocket, the only thing she had remembered to bring with her. Every weapon she had brought was in the bag in the car that was currently chasing her. Balancing the bike she reached into her back pocket and withdrew the phone. She chucked it to the side, regripping the bike and pushing it faster. She easily weaved through cars, her hair whipping behind her, completely free for she wasn't wearing a helmet. She turned her head to look back, her eyes sorrowful and full of defeat. She didn't care of what she was doing anymore, she wouldnt be ordered around anymore. She mouthed the word 'sorry' before weaving around another car and jumping the curve. The bike was just like another extension of herself, moving with frightening grace and precision.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 25, 2012, 04:46:41 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Fuck, Morrison's going to have my guts for garters for doing this," he said under his breath. He pulled up alongside her, pulling the gun out from its holster on his belt and pointing it at her. "I don't want to shoot but you have no idea where they're taking her, I do. I don't care if you get yourself killed going after her but I guarantee Morrison will." He just about managed to drive the car with his free hand, dodging any traffic that came towards them.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 25, 2012, 04:54:53 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sky kept driving, her eyes darting from her course to the gun pointed at her. "Shoot me, God Damnit. I'd rather return to him in a body bag with a good memory than empty and tainted. If I can't save her than I would rather die by her side." She hissed, momentarily destracted but regaining her control. She hopped the curb again, swerving in front of Turk's car and narrowly being missed. She pulled back to his window, looking at him with sad yet amused eyes. "You never did read my file did you? My specialty is with movement, weither it be dancing, fighting hell it could be riding a horse! If I can move it, I fully control it. So I give you two choices Turk. Get off of my back and leave me be or shoot me here and now!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 25, 2012, 05:03:57 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He was about to respond when a gunshot rang out, pinging off his bonnet, forcing him to look around and manoeuvre his car to avoid an oncoming truck, looking around and unable to figure out where the shot came from.<br><br>"You have no idea where you're going or what you'll face when you get there," Turk growled. "Besides, there are at least two hostages lives at stake here. You want to be responsible for Firebrand killing a little kid? I know what they're capable of Skylar, I....I was one of their agents. That's how I know where-"<br><br>At that moment a second shot was fired, catching Turk in his chest, him only just managing to force the car to the side of the road before collapsing, trying to stem the flow of blood.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 25, 2012, 05:12:29 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"TURK!" She cried out, her head whipping around to look at her comrade. This momentary distraction was all it took to bring Sky down. She realized too late her collision course and even though she swerved out of the way of the oncoming car she hit the guardrail that protected the cars from a hill. She screamed as her body left the vehicle, flipping over the guardrail just behind her small frame. She hit the ground hard and kept rolling down and down. Multiple times she was almost crushed but she made it to the bottom, out of breath and in a lot of pain. Her vision was blurred and refused to focus on anything as a stream of blood flowed from her forehead. Her eye lids felt heavy, as if she were only tired and she found it hard to hold on to reality. "I'm sorry Turk." She breathed, her eyes shutting.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 25, 2012, 05:20:54 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"This is cray, Tom will kill you if he knows you're here," came the familiar voice of Petra. "Hell, he'll kill ME if he knows I'm here."<br><br>"I couldn't leave her there," Morrison said. "Besides, Tom has enough to worry about without adding these two to the list."<br><br>Turk and Kayla had been taken to a small house with medical equipment set up in it. Tom was placing a cool flannel on Kayla's forehead, Petra stood at the end of her bed. Fizz was sat on a windowsill speaking into a phone. Turk wasn't viewable from her bed but a faint beep coming from one corner of the room wasn't a good omen.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 25, 2012, 05:30:23 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Skylar stirred slightly, voices registering. Her first thought was that she had been captured and that sent her over the edge. With a half gasp, half hiss Skylar litterally jumped from her bed and had her back against the corner. Her stance was defensive but slackened as she realized who the people were. Then her look of shock was replaced by a dangerous glare. "What the hell are you doing here?" She held a stance that warned them not to take a step nearer but showed that she was of no harm.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 25, 2012, 05:34:55 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Morrison decided to go after you," Petra said. "Izzy convinced him to take me with him if he wasn't going to listen to reason. Unknown to you or Turk we were in a car just behind you. Turk had been starting to call Fizz when he lost consciousness so we called her and she said she had a safehouse we could take you guys too which is where we are."<br><br>"We still don't know who was shooting at Turk," Petra said, worry etched across her face. "We're almost certain he saw the gunman but...he hasn't woken up."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 25, 2012, 05:37:27 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That doesn't explain why I am here." She hissed, stealing a glance in the direction of beeps. "Nor does it tell me why I must stay. Talk quickly, I'm rather low on patience at the moment." Her voice was not kind in any way and neither was the look in her eyes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 25, 2012, 05:43:48 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well for one thing you're in no state to move," Petra replied. "If it wasn't for not wanting to blow our cover we'd have got you to a hospital. But also the only person who knows where your sister is is currently in a coma, Fizz is doing her best to work out if Tyler's discovered everything but right now we have a dead end and a sniper who seems to be following you somehow."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 25, 2012, 05:48:56 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Let them follow all they want. He wasn't targeting me. It is painstakingly obvious that I have no idea where I am going... but even if I did I still highly doubt that he would shoot to kill. Did you not listen to a word I had to say back at the base? I know that Firebrand is full of crazy loons with guns... but as crazy as they are, they are most deffinately not stupid. If that's all you have to say to me then move out of the way... I have somewhere to be."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 25, 2012, 05:59:15 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Turk's in a coma cos he tried to help you," Petra said, snapping at her. "Maybe he'd have been better off keeping his mouth shut." She stormed out, Fizz mouthing to Morrison that she'd go after her. Morrison walked over to where Turk's limp body was lain, a drip in one hand and the heartbeat monitor registering a worryingly weak heartbeat. At that moment he didn't want to speak to her, he felt more angry with her than he had before.<br><br>"He knew where they were going," he said, anger in his voice. "Of course they weren't aiming for you, they were aiming for the one person they knew could help you. He has a kid Skylar, he could've left you to go get yourself killed but he risked his life to get you where you wanted."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 25, 2012, 08:14:17 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"He did this to himself. I left him behind because I realized that whatever decision I made would put him in danger if he was with me. It's his own damn fault." She growled, her arm striking out at the wall, pain lacing through the limb. "I had a plan but the moment that Izzy decided that she wanted Turk to come with me was the moment that it fell apart. I wasn't planning on company. And through all this, not one person has asked why they didn't shoot me. I was an easier target out there on the road. That sniper could have taken the easier way out by shooting me and then Turk when he stopped... You and I both know that he would have. But no... Not one damn shot fired in my direction. Do you know why?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 26, 2012, 02:51:52 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Turk is ex-Firebrand," Morrison replied. "He knows stuff even Tyler hasn't figured out yet. It could take you weeks or months to find out what Turk knew already. They didn't need to shoot you, as long as he's out of action they have an advantage. "We're here to help you, but if you don't want our help I have to get Turk to a proper hospital. I don't want you to get hurt but it feels like you don't care how I feel." He walked out just as Fizz walked back&nbsp; in.<br><br>"I know you don't mean to hurt him," Fizz said, "but he loves you. That much is obvious to anyone with half a brain. Let us help you, Petra can take Turk back to your base to get him the medical treatment he needs and you could do with extra guns if you're not going to listen to reason."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 26, 2012, 08:23:29 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Again it's all about him. It's not for a lack of caring but the opposite. I care too much, and that is why I can't stay." She told Fizz, looking back over to the corner where the beeps came from. "Tell them to hurry him back to base, I don't want to stick around here much longer. All I need is a hand gun, a knife and a change of clothes. Other than that, I do believe that I am set. And reason, Fizz, was out of the question the moment I saw my sister's file at the office." She added, sitting back down on the bed that she had awoken on. Her sigh was heavy, thick with feelings and thoughts that she refused to share with words.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 26, 2012, 09:08:29 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"There's CIA closing in on her, so is Tyler," Fizz said. "If you have me there I can at least keep in contact with him to find out if he has any leads. Tyler thinks they're about to make a move, not on the President but on another target, if its true and you're going to try and stop her you'll need all the help you can get. I can't make you take me and Morrison with you but you'll last longer with us two there than you will without us."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 26, 2012, 09:55:43 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Skylar sighed again, holding her head in her hands. "Why is getting away from you people so difficult?" She growled, shaking her head. "Fine, but if he slows me down I'm dumping him." She said, laying back on the width of the bed, her legs dangling over the side. "Hurry up, I want to leave in twenty minutes... With or without him." She added to emphasize her point.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 26, 2012, 10:32:37 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Tom's sending a helicopter to pick up Turk," Petra said, coming back in. "It'll airlift him to an airfield where there's a transport plane and a doctor waiting for him. He's also given you and Tom clearance to go after your sister...reluctantly," she said, looking at Skylar. "But's he's given two conditions: one you work together with Fizz and Tyler to try and stop the attack, two if it becomes clear that the attack can't be halted you cannot stand in Tyler's way. I'm sorry Skylar, but this way we can use Tom's resources to help us, he's still worried about his nephew, we're lucky he even agreed to this. The helicopter will be here in 15 minutes, I'll go back with him, you guys don't need to wait for it."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 26, 2012, 05:50:34 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Honestly, I don't understand why nobody around here will trust me... I may be young, but I sure as hell am not stupid." She paused then waved her hand in the air dismissively. "Ya, alright I understand. Can we go?" Her entire personality did a 360, totally different from the way she was before she had left the base. Her attitude had grown cold and you could obviously tell she was ticked off. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 26, 2012, 05:58:24 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We can take my car," Fizz said, giving Turk one last check. "Tom's waiting in it anyway. Good luck Petra," she said, giving her a hug before leading Skylar out to where a fancy looking Mercedes was parked with its engine running, Tom sat in the front passenger seat ignoring them. "I'll call Turk on the way, see if he's discovered any more info since we last called him."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 26, 2012, 06:02:59 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yay... another waste of time." She muttered under her breath, sliding into the back and melting into the seat. She merely looked out of the window, resting her chin on her fist. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 26, 2012, 06:11:42 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As she started the car she realised she had a message from Tyler, dialling his number urgently.<br><br>"I know why they moved her," he said. "They're not moving against the president, although they want us and the CIA to think that's their target."<br><br>"So what IS their target?" Morrison said, rousing slightly."<br><br>"There's a big UN meeting today," Tyler replied. "The most powerful men and women in the world apart from the president are going to be there, launch a successful attack and..."<br><br>"Fuck," Morrison said under his breath. "We don't have time to warn anyone else. We're an hour outside of New York, we'll meet you at the UN building."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 26, 2012, 06:28:42 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Shit, no way? Are they serious? There is no way that they could make her do that. They have to be holding something against her.... if only I could think of what." She hissed, poking her head up next to Morrison's. "Fizz, step on it. Who cares if we get the cops on our tail... consider it back up." She shrugged her shoulders, the weight of the gun now seeming ten times greater. She was really worried now.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 26, 2012, 06:40:40 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Tyler, hold your fire when we get there," Fizz said. "The last thing we need is bullets flying around the UN building unless we have no choice," she said as she put her foot down "I don't think she's going to attack using the serum, it'd take too long and run the risk too many could evacuate."<br><br>They finally reached the UN building, which was surrounded by a frightened crowd. On its steps were a woman in a long coat and her hands over her head and a man pointing a gun at her, saying something they couldn't hear.<br><br>"That's Tyler," Fizz said, "I'd know him anywhere, what the hell is going on."<br><br>"Stop," he called out to them. "Fizz, she's rigged with a bomb, we need a bomb disposal team here asap."<br><br>"No," the woman said to them. "You don't have time to defuse it. You have to take the shot Tyler...please."<br><br>"Fizz, clear the area" Morrison said under his breath. "This thing goes off we need to minimize the casualties as much as possible."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 26, 2012, 06:49:55 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hurry up and take care of evacuation, I'll be right back." With that she litterally flew up the steps to stand beside Tyler. "What the hell happened?" She growled, looking at the bomb with dismay. "What were they thinking? Do you know what they rigged it with? An estimated blast radius?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 26, 2012, 06:59:02 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Enough to take out at least three levels of this building in one go if she's inside it," Tyler said. "According to her if we even attempt to remove it the thing'll explode. We need to defuse the thing."<br><br>"You can't," the woman said. "Damnit Tyler, the thing is wired up to my heartrate. The only way to guarantee the bomb can't explode is to kill me. Why can't you take the shot?"<br><br>"Cos you aren't who you say you are," Tyler replied. "You have a sibling here but its not Kayla. Tell her the truth."<br><br>"I'm sorry sis...Kayla," the woman said. "He's righ, I'm not your sister. Your parents adopted me after Mandy was killed in a bus accident I was involved in too. We looked so alike they hoped you wouldn't know. My real name is Kira Morrison. I wish I hadn't got to meet my big brother for the first time in years this way," she said as she saw Morrison approach. "Rick, I know this hurts but you have to ignore your emotions, you and I both know what'll happen if Tyler doesn't shoot. Linklater's done this before. Please." She could see the tears in Morrison's eyes, finding his sister again but being faced with losing her almost immediately.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 26, 2012, 07:06:03 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Damn, there goes the bargaining chip for the nephew... Whatever, I don't care who you really are. I grew up with you and I can't go on if I were to come this close and then fail." She growled with frustration. "After this I am going to have a chat with my parents, they always thought me too fragile... Fragile my ass, Get everyone evacuated now... How long do we have? I think I might have an idea but I need to think."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 26, 2012, 07:11:06 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"She's right," Morrison said, visibly shaking. "We don't have time to defuse it and be sure it won't go off."<br><br>"Rick, Kayla, I'm sorry," she said. "But if Tyler doesn't do this hundreds of people, including you two, will be dead and Firebrand will be a step closer to winning. I've been ready for this for a while, I asked Tyler to do this, I didn't think either of you two would be able to take the shot when the time came. Please, for me, let him do what he needs to."<br><br>"Make your mind up guys," Tyler said with a slight forecefulness in his voice. "We have three and a half minutes before us and half the UN building and destroyed in one shot."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 26, 2012, 07:16:11 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"God damnit will you shut up for just a moment? It might be a long shot, but we need to trick the bomb into thinking that she is dead... We need to stop her heart in a way that she can be revived... I say it's a long shot, becuase we need a drug to do that... then we need to remove the bomb and restart her heart. There are alot of risks to that but it's better then shooting her in the head and not giving her a chance at life... There has to be a medic here by now, right? I think I might know how to do this but I need you to trust me." She urged, her mind and body surprisingly calm for the situation.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 27, 2012, 02:17:27 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It won't work," she said. "You're forgetting the serum they injected me with." She moved her coat to reveal the full extent of the bomb, a series of needles poised above it. "You don't have time to disable both armaments, and either way people are going to die. I know you don't want to lose me Skylar but is my life really worth killing hundreds of people for."<br><br>"Rick," Fizz called out. "Bomb disposal and medics are too far away, I'm guessing someone made sure we wouldn't have backup on hand. We need to decide quickly before that bomb decides for us."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 27, 2012, 07:15:08 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Shit." She muttered, her head beginning to hurt from all the stress. She took a deep breath and then looked straight at the woman she had thought to be her sister. "You of all people should know that I will never give up without a fight, even if the bullies are ten times bigger." She smiled but it was reserved as if she had little energy. "Tyler... if you think about it... this is impossible. The thing is rigged to blow regardless. The serum, if I know anything about it, should keep her heart beating long enough after we shot her if we were to shoot her in the head... if you shot her in the heart it would go into a spasm, most likely setting it off sooner... If we are going to shoot, we have to be sure that everyone... and I do mean everyone is evacuated."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 28, 2012, 02:22:00 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"They evacuated as many as they could," Tyler replied. "I realised in enough time what was about to happen to phone ahead and warn to evacuate the building. Anyone they couldn't get out of the building has been moved to what they hope is a safer part of the building. Head or heart she's going to die Skylar, and we're running out of time. If that timer goes below 30 seconds I'm shooting whether you want me to or not, I was sent to stop the attack, not to let it go ahead."<br><br>"Skylar, please," the woman said. "I've been ready for this a long time. Besides, I know Morrison will look after you. If he's anything like my mother he's one of the most caring people I know. I may not have seen him in a long time but I can tell he loves you," she said, laughing slightly as Morrison realised he was holding Skylar's hand, but he only released his grip slightly. "You can avenge what they did to me, but right now you have civilians to protect."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 28, 2012, 06:58:52 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I know." She stated, falling behind the mask she had perfected to hide when she felt hurt. "I was merely thinking that we have the possibility of triggering the bomb prematurely if we don't aim properly." Skylar sighed, pulling her hand free from Morrison's and extending her hand out in a demand for Tyler's gun. "I have one last question to ask. The serum... Does it cause you pain?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 28, 2012, 07:01:56 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"The first time yes," she said. "It...does things to your immune system, leaves you unable to remember huge chunks of your time under the serum so you can kill people without realising it. It feels horrible when you wake up and realise what you've done."<br><br>"If I'm giving you the gun you need to be sure you can pull that trigger," Tyler said.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>February 28, 2012, 07:59:46 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"If it's causing her pain then you can be sure I will pull the trigger. I will not be the reason she suffers longer than she must. I love you too much not to end this, and don't worry... I'll watch over Mom and Dad. Have to be sure they take it alright." Sky smiled, not daring to take her eyes off of the woman she had grown up with... For it was the last she would see her beautiful eyes. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>February 29, 2012, 02:49:47 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I know," she said with a smile. She turned to Morrison. "Rick, while I'm still coherent enough to tell you anything you need to know two things: 1) there's a CD in my pocket, its full of information I've...'borrowed' from Firebrand without their knowledge, there might be something useful on it. 2) there's another bomb in the building, it was intended as back-up in case I failed. Its under the speaker's chair in the main assembly hall but its on a much longer timer, you should have 15 minutes to defuse it yet."<br><br>"I'll deal with it," Tyler said. "Fizz, when bomb defusal arrive get them to phone me. I can probably disarm it but if it doesn't work I want the minimum of people in the room when the bomb goes off." Having received a nod he turned back to Kira. "It was an honour to know you Kira, these two are lucky to have had a sister like you."<br><br>"I should thank you Tyler," she replied. "I'd have gone mad a long time ago without you there. I would hug you but...y'know, the whole bomb thing I have strapped to me," that comment made both of them giggle slightly. "Good luck," she said, giving him a salute that Tyler returned before running into the building.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 01, 2012, 04:20:24 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Do me a favor and watch over my family for me... It seems that my soul was destined for hell." She raised her arm that held the gun, leveling it with her target's chest. "Are you ready?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 01, 2012, 04:27:40 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You aren't destined for hell," she said with a smile. "You're about to save hundreds, I'd say that's a pretty good deed myself. I'm ready," she said, deciding to look at Tom as she waited. "Goodbye Tom," she said. "I wish I'd had more time to get to know you properly."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 01, 2012, 08:53:24 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I hope you find peace, the kind that this world has long forgotten and abandoned. I look forward to seeing you when my time has come to an end. Goodbye." One single tear fell from the corner of her eye as her finger pulled back on the trigger, her ears ringing with the sound of gunfire. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 02, 2012, 02:56:16 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As she fell forward Tom caught her, lowering her body to the ground more gently as he saw the timer on the bomb stop with a matter of seconds to go.<br><br>"Tom, the med-"<br><br>"Its too late," he said, interrupting Fizz. "But we still have another bomb to deal with yet." He was clearly shaken as he cradled his sister's body, tears filling his eyes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 03, 2012, 09:53:11 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sky rested her hand on her shoulder, her cold mask returning to sheild the tears that desperately fought to fall. "Fizz make sure he is alright... It's not the medics we need now but the bomb squad... are they here yet?" Her eyes kept drifting back to the body that lay in her friend's arms. "I swear to you that we will fight back... and we will hit them twice as hard. Come on, we have a world to save." She allowed a warm smile to spread across her lips and even touching her eyes. She would not allow this to go unpunished, and she sure as hell wasn't going to rest until she had either won the battle or died trying.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 03, 2012, 10:52:03 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"They've just arrived," Fizz said, having handed her phone to the head of the bomb squad. "You guys have some visitors though."<br><br>Tom looked round to see an unusally patterned APC had parked amidst the police cars and ambulances. Tom was stood in front of it, Yuchi and Izzy climbing out of the back of the vehicle. They walked over, grim looks on their faces.<br><br>"I'm sorry," Tom said. "By the time Petra could tell us what was happening we had no time to dispatch a team to help you and we couldn't reach you in time either."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 03, 2012, 07:33:25 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"There was nothing you could have done anyway... The serum was causing her pain, I did what had to be done." She held out the gun for him to take from her. "Now these guys need to deal with bomb number two. I honestly hope that they can disarm it though..." The hand that held the gun was shaky and her legs threatened to drop her to the ground beside the body but not once did she change her expression.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 04, 2012, 01:59:59 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yuchi, you might want this," Morrison said, handing over the disk he had taken from his sister's body. "I don't know what's on it but she said it might be able to help us stop Firebrand."<br><br>"I'll see what I can do," Yuchi replied. "Luckily I remembered to bring my laptop with me."<br><br>"We'll make them pay, I promise you," Morrison said to Skylar, putting his arms around her and holding her close.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 04, 2012, 08:55:59 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I won't rest until Firebrand falls and I have my gun pressed up against his head. Until the moment that jail cell closes behind that monster, I won't be able to find peace. Though she wasn't my sister by blood, she looked after me and protected me from everything... Now it's our turn to stand up for her. We can not fail her." Her words held no emotion, no hint of rage or sorrow, as if these words were only fact. She wrapped her arms around Morrison, holding onto him tightly as she fought the tears that threatened to tear her apart.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 04, 2012, 01:54:02 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We have more of a plan this time," Tom said, "and more back-up. Its what comes in handy when you have MI6 agents helping you."<br><br>"See, I'm not just a pretty face," Izzy said with a laugh, trying to lighten the mood."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 04, 2012, 07:45:40 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Happy now Tom? Are you happy? Because as far as I see it, her losing her life is a win for you. It was you from the beginning who opposed the idea of me going out on my own, and everyone continued making the point that I shouldn't go and instead wait on M16's decision. Now my reason for going out on my own and possibly risking you, your team and everyone else related to you is now gone. So I'll ask you again. Are. You. Happy?" Her eyes were ablaze and her words held a venom that she very rarely used against others. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 05, 2012, 03:04:36 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"And what if yu charging in here had got the hostges killed?" Tom said. "Would you really-"<br><br>"Tom, you're going to want to see this," Yuchi called out. "All of you might. I think I know where the hostages are but...I don't know if they're okay."<br><br>He came over and saw where Yuchi was pointing, a farm in the middle of Iowa.<br><br>"It looks like its barely defended," Yuchi said. "I guess they aren't expecting anyone to work out where it is."<br><br>"We can't risk sending a full-scale assault in," Tom said. "If the hostages are still alive and they see us coming they'll kill the hostages in a second. We need a plan."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 11, 2012, 01:38:05 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sky rolled her eyes at the man before walking over to look at what Yuchi was talking about. "Night ops mission would work best, assuming we can get there with little light as possible. Honestly, do any of you ever play video games. This is the easiest level there is." Her temper and annoyance was leaking through her voice, but she did nothing to keep it in check. Check the weather for the closest date we can get there. We are looking for a cloudy, even rainy evening. Anything to limit visibility."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 11, 2012, 03:12:46 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Something about this is too easy," Izzy said. "I want to believe we can go in and retrieve them easily as much as the next person but why would Firebrand leave them that undefended?"<br><br>"That would be where the secret entrances come in handy," Tyler said, appearing behind them. "They have a network of tunnels under most of their bases to ensure they can move people and guns around unnoticed. If we could distract their guards out front then we could send and armed team through the tunnels to retrieve the hostages."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 11, 2012, 03:17:48 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That works too... I guess." Sky sighed listening to every word closely. "I'll be the decoy then... It will make the most sense because of my uncontrollable mood swings." She hissed, eyes darting to Tom.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 11, 2012, 03:33:46 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No, I'll do it," Tyler said. "They know you're with Tom, as far as they know I'm still on their side. If they get suspicious of our decoy they may start shooting the hostages. Your anger will be more useful if the armed team run into problems with the retrieval. If something goes wrong the team need to be prepared to start shooting, you can't afford to worry about me."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 11, 2012, 03:52:18 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"What reason would you have with the hostages... that would be just as suspicious. I think it would be better if maybe you took me with you as an addition to the hostages? If you want to be believable you have to act a little... be a bit more theatrical. Everyone has seen my tendencies to run off on my own, so you capturing me isn't that farfetched of an idea." She countered with a valid point.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 11, 2012, 04:00:31 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"She's got a point," Izzy said. "If they think you're bringing a hostage in they'll be less suspicious. We could do with Turk and Petra for this mission but Turk is in hospital still and Petra's in no state to expect her to help. We'll have to make sure we pick the right team for the job."<br><br>"Leave it to me," Tom replied. "I know our teams better than anyone, I'll know who's more suited to this operation."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 11, 2012, 04:05:29 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Just dont take too long... we dont have a lot of time before our window of plausibility closes. If you wait too long then the likelyhood of him actually catching a hostage from this mission is very unlikely. You should contact people on the move Tom... We can't stay much longer."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 11, 2012, 04:10:01 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well all our forces are moving to our mainland base anyway," Tom replied. "Best choice is probably Raven team, Petra's team before she went full time secret agent. Most have trained to deal with this kind of extraction. Add me, Morrison and izzy and we have all we need."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 11, 2012, 04:13:07 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Great. Call them so we can go... One more thing... What are we going to do if there is a Firebrand spy watching us right now? We might have to make this more complex then I thought."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 11, 2012, 04:21:07 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Firebrand left me a contact," Tyler said. "Someone to call if I needed to tip them off without risking giving away who I was to anyone else. It'll take us longer to get there than it will for Raven to reach it, we may as well give ourselves a headstart. Assuming you're ready to go now I mean."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 11, 2012, 04:23:59 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I've been ready, let's do this." She smiled, her blood already beginning to pump with adrenaline. "So what exactly are you going to tip them off with?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 11, 2012, 04:31:52 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"They think I'm doing the same job for them I'm really doing for MI6," he replied. "People can find out things they aren't meant to, and after all people would be more suspicious if your bullet-ridden body turned up suddenly. Let's just say you can be an example of me tidying up loose ends. Don't worry, I'm not about to injure you to make it more convincing."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 11, 2012, 04:34:51 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I wouldn't care either way, but the less pain the better I guess." Sky shrugged with a sigh. "Alright, well we had better not waste any more time standing here. We should go."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 11, 2012, 04:43:27 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He walked over to where a red Honda was parked, unlocking the car so that she could get in before dialling a number into his mobile.<br><br>"Scott, this is Raker," he said into the phone. "I have a hostage to bring in but I'm not sure where to take her. Sure, I'll meet you there in 15 minutes." He turned to her. "He wants to meet us in Times Square, he'll give us the address and the password to get past the guards there."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 11, 2012, 04:48:58 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Perfect." She stated, sitting back in the chair comfortably. "Please let this go well so we can be in and out of there in the least amount of time possible." She mumbled to herself looking out the window.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 11, 2012, 04:55:59 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well I can't guarantee this'll be quick," he said as he climbed into the car. "Also if you have a gun put it in the glove compartment, if they realise you're carrying a gun they might not buy the hostage scenario quite so easily. Hostage-takers normally make sure their victims are unarmed, in my experience anyway."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 11, 2012, 04:58:53 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No problem... The only gun I have is yours anyway." She smiled, pulling out the gun she had taken from him and slid it into the glove compartment. "You will find that my perception of time is quite different from that of a normal person's... who knows, it might just go quicker for me then it will for you." She chuckled to herself before sitting back in the chair once more.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 11, 2012, 05:03:53 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Be glad this is just an act and I'm on your side," he said. "Terminator's have to train in all sorts of combat skills as a precaution. More than once someone's assumed cos I didn't have a gun they were safe only to find themselves getting drop kicked to the floor before they can so much as yelp in response."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 11, 2012, 05:10:25 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hmm, so you're that type are you? I'm sure you would make an interesting opponent against me. I might not look or act like it but I'm quite skilled with hand to hand. My reaction time has proven to be better then most that were on my squad and I could last the longest in a wrestling match against someone above my weight group. Don't get me wrong, I'm glad you are on my team but if things go south and you have orders from them... well don't worry about me, I can hold my own pretty well." She held a friendly challenge in her features.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 11, 2012, 05:19:13 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				They pulled up to Times Square where a tall, tattooed man was stood against a newspaper stand, chewing gum and seemingly ignoring the crowds shuffling past him.<br><br>"Tom Scott," Tyler said, nodding toward the man. "Ex-MI6, ex-SAS, let me do the talking." He got out and walked over to the man, appearing to the casual observer to simply be passing the time of day with the man, who passed him a piece of paper and nodded to him before Tyler walked back to the car. "He even told me where we can find a plane to get us there quicker," he said as he began to drive away. "Looks like this plan is finally getting going properly."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 11, 2012, 05:23:32 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It's definitely going a lot better than my plan when I tried to ditch Turk... I still don't understand why he kept following... Why he didn't just shoot me when he had the chance. Or why the man shot only at him... Why not shoot at me too. You wouldn't have any idea why that is would you?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 11, 2012, 05:35:47 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Turk was ex-Firebrand himself," Tyler replied. "I met him before they managed to make him defect to Tom's crew. I think he'd grown uncomfortable about what they were doing long before that though. They took him out cos they knew he had a whole lot of their secrets in his head, even if they only left him in a coma he'd be as good as useless to you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 11, 2012, 05:42:53 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That's what they told me before we left to come find you, but what I don't quite understand is the not targeting me part. He was trying to stop me from going on my little suicide mission, he had his gun pointed at my head Tyler. He was going to shoot me... but they got to him first. All that did was cause me to crash my bike. So why not shoot me when they had the chance? With the level of skill it took to shoot him like that, it would have been even simpler to shoot me real quick before making a run for it.... So why not? UGH! This is so frustrating." She growled, though it sounded more like an inhuman snarl.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 11, 2012, 05:48:45 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Because Turk knew where to find them," Tyler replied. "Without him you could've taken hours or even days to figure out where your sister was by which time it might have been far too late. Of course they didn't realise you had another source to get the information from," he said with a smirk. "I hope Turk is okay though, I didn't spend that much time with him but even before he jumped ship he seemed like a genuinely nice guy."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 11, 2012, 05:59:23 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Perhaps too nice. You should have seen him on that road, you could tell that he didn't want pull that trigger. He hesitated a moment too long..." Something stirred in her chest, her eyes misting over as she pulled her knees up to her chest, burying her face as the tears she had been holding back began flowing. "It's all my fault. Had I just listened to Tom this wouldn't have happened. But when I ran away from Fizz and Turk, I wasn't even planning to look for her. I didn't plan much of anything actually. I was just going to storm the building we were in before. I had convinced myself that what I was doing was the right thing but the more I thought about Tom's nephew in trouble the more I knew that I had made a mistake. So I decided that my pride was more important. I couldn't face Tom again after the decision I had made and so I was on my way to my execution... Not to save her."<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 11, 2012, 06:05:31 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You can't blame yourself," Tyler said, gripping her hand for a moment before letting it go. "You did what you thought was right, Turk knew he was putting his life on the line trying to help you. You can't blame yourself for what happened, that's exactly how they want you to think. Take it from me, you can't let scum like these guys get into your head."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 11, 2012, 06:10:01 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"They've been in my head for years... I just never realized it before now." She stared at her knees for a few minutes, sitting in silence before she spoke again. "Can I turn on the radio? I've found music can be the cure to anything." She said, still looking at her knees.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 11, 2012, 06:14:19 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sure," he replied. "Not that this is probably any consolation but you get desenitized to killing people eventually in our line of work. You can't make a good Terminator-class otherwise, I think its why your sister trusted me to pull the trigger. She knew I'd been trained to ignore my emotions if I needed to get a clear shot. Me and her were..." he went bright red. "If MI6 realised I'd got close to my target they'd fire me in five seconds flat."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 11, 2012, 07:36:48 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ew, even though she isn't related to me by blood, she is still my sister so I would rather you keep that to yourself thanks." She raised an eyebrow then shook her head. "At least she found someone who cared for her properly." Sky hit the button for the radio and she immediately recognized the song('I Don't Wanna Die' by Hollywood Undead). "The story of my life... Unfortuneatly." She said before falling into the rhythm and singing along.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 11, 2012, 07:44:05 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'll make sure we can use the plane without any questions," he said as they pulled up at the airfield. "I need you to phone Tom, tell him the minute he hears the word 'Spiderdome' over the bug he placed on me Raven team need to make their move immediately."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 11, 2012, 07:47:57 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Got it." She pulled out her phone and dialed Tom's number. "Hey Tom it's me. Tyler and I are on our way out so he told me to tell you that the second you hear the word 'Spiderdome' from the bug you guys planted, you are to make your move immediately no matter what. Got it? Ok, bye." She closed the phone, turned it off then put it in the glove compartment next to the gun. "Ready to go." She sighed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 11, 2012, 07:52:42 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I think Firebrand have more problems than they realise," Tyler said with a laugh as he came back to the car. "The guy guarding the plane is an undercover MI6 agent too, he promised that he wouldn't give away our identities, which is good cos he recognised me before I'd even opened my mouth. We should go on that plane before his less friendly colleagues come back from their break though."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 11, 2012, 07:55:10 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No arguments from me." She said, then looking to the glove compartment. "I turned off my phone and put it in there... Hostages aren't supposed to have phones the last time I checked." She laughed then got out of the car. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 11, 2012, 07:58:15 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Just stick with me," he said as they headed towards the plane, a young red-headed man nodding as they walked past and got in the plane. "Hopefully we can deal with whatever they may throw at us." He got them in the air in moments, as if he flew planes for a living when in reality he had little flight experience.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 11, 2012, 08:02:16 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You know I'd rather walk around with a gun strapped to my hip yelling I'm a one eyed, one horned, flying purple people eater." She said sarcastically, and rolling her eyes with a smile. "I'm not stupid you know."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 12, 2012, 03:55:09 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I've spent ages undercover with these guys," he said. "Odds are I'll know some of the guards, so I'll know how to deal with them, preferably without opening fire unless we absolutely have to."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 12, 2012, 08:56:14 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Please tell me that I didn't get stuck with the only man on the planet who couldn't take a joke. I'll act as nasty towards you as anyone should expect... After all you were "pretending" to help us so I should think you a traitor. Correct? Easy enough. I hope."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 13, 2012, 03:48:11 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sorry," he said as he saw the airfield they needed ahead of them. He switched the auto-pilot on and reached into his jacket and pulled out a pair of handcuffs. "I should've thought of this before we took off, don't particularly want to handcuff you but we have to make this lie as convincing as possible." He put the handcuffs on her, but made sure they were as loose as possible so as not to hurt her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 13, 2012, 02:30:21 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Now, now Mister... I wasn't aware you rolled that way." She snickered mischievously, her smile bright before she regained her composure and went into mission mode. "Ready when you are."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 13, 2012, 02:33:49 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Just remember, my name's Raker as far as these guys are concerned," he said, switching the autopilot off and preparing to land. "I know you wouldn't blow my cover on purpose but just be careful."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 13, 2012, 02:40:07 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Understood, Captain Raker... I would salute you but my hands are cuffed." She stated blankly. The nerves were picking up again, the feeling of excitment building up in her stomach. Taking a deep breath she sat back, bowing her head slightly and staring at the floor.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 13, 2012, 02:43:44 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				They landed, Tyler helping her out to be met by a man in a strangely patterned military uniform and sunglasses who took one look at her and pointed to the car behind him.<br><br>"Thank you Corporal," Tyler said to the man as he helped her into the car. "Evidently Scott phoned ahead to warn them we were coming. I assume our cover held, there were enough soldiers there to kill us in five seconds if they realised the trick." As they pulled away the extent of the guards around the airfield became clear, at least thirty heavily armed soldiers that they could see, and probably more out of view.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 13, 2012, 02:50:47 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sky kept silent, her breath even and her face devoid of emotion. Occasionally she would allow her eyes to wander to her surroundings but for the most part, she remained still. "So where exactly am I being taken.... Other than the obvious." She added as an after thought.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 13, 2012, 02:57:04 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"From what I could see from the files your sister retrieved its one of the safehouses Firebrand have," Tyler replied. "Hostages, any information they can't risk putting on their mainframe...anything they consider too valuable to put somewhere people could find them easily gets stored in a 'safehouse'. Its what happened to me and your sister."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 13, 2012, 03:01:10 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Interesting... But why put anything up on their mainframe at all? It's just begging to get hacked into that way." She retorted, not understanding the reason for why people did half of the things they do. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 13, 2012, 03:03:47 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Because hackers don't know what to look for," Tyler replied. "There are hackers working for Firebrand, they know just about every way to encode files so hackers would see only what Firebrand wanted them to. Yuchi can see his way round the code cos he's one of the guys who designed the system in the first place."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 13, 2012, 03:08:14 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"And they wouldn't expect traitors among those in charge of the coding? I know I would if I were them."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 13, 2012, 04:33:39 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"They've probably changed it now," he replied. "Your sister extracted the data before they knew about Yuchi's defection, only your sister had access to the data she brought us so they have no reason to suspect we'd have it. At least, we'd better hope so or we're walking into a trap."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 13, 2012, 07:25:46 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"How comforting." She growled, not liking the thought of walking into a trap. She had been in far too many thus far, and she wouldn't be sure how she would react if put into another situation like the previous. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 13, 2012, 07:30:42 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				They found themselves at a ring of APC's guarded by a man in the same uniform as the man at the airport who put an arm up to stop them before walking around to the driver's window and looking in.<br><br>"Will Raker, bringing in a new prisoner," Tyler said, take a deep breath as he saw the man looking at Skylar for a moment. "The codeword is Spiderdome." The man finally let them past, signalling the guards to move aside. "Well, this mission just officially started," he said to Skylar under his breath as they approached the house.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 13, 2012, 07:39:21 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"She glared at the guard as they drove forward. "Question... when they get here what are you going to do? You can't keep your cover and help us at the same time on this one." Her voice was barely a whisper but she knew that he would have heard her... It was his job after all.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 13, 2012, 07:41:51 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well at that point its gonna be kind of obvious to them I'm a double agent," he said. "So I think I'll be free to start shooting any villains who try to stop us. Not planning on going back to Firebrand unless its helping you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 13, 2012, 07:45:48 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Fun. Can't wait to knock some heads together." She smiled slightly and laughed silently to herself. "By the way... Why was that guy looking at me funny? He had this.... what's the word for it... He looked pleased to see me, almost." She asked, allowing her voice to be a little louder, since it was a question that couldn't possibly blow their cover.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 13, 2012, 07:52:41 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I think that's a question you're better off not asking," Tyler said with a grimace. "If he tries anything funny I'm sure me or Morrison will be willing to knock him flat for you if you want," he said with a laugh. The pulled up to the house. Visible through the window were three women, a man and two young children, handcuffed and clearly worried. There were no guard visible through the window though. "Looks like they've left the hostages in the house with the guards staying outside. You go in, I need to check something."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 13, 2012, 07:56:35 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ok, didn't need to know that... Besides, even handcuffed I could probably take his creepy ass on." She grimaced, thoroughly creeped out by the idea. With a shiver she looked at the window and sighed. "Do I tell them anything?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 13, 2012, 07:58:15 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Keep up the act," he said out of the corner of his mouth as a guard passed the car. "We can't be sure that room isn't bugged and I don't fancy taking the risk until Raven Squad turns up and we're sure we have the firepower to back us up."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 13, 2012, 08:03:59 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"So when do I get to go home?" She said in a normal voice and with as much attitude she could muster. "You creeps bore me. And I'm warning you now, you so much as look at me funny and I will kick your ass." She hissed, thoroughly enjoying blowing off steam through acting. "Oh, and I'm hungry... Got anything to eat?" She complained, trying to sound as childish as she could... which for her, wasn't hard.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 14, 2012, 03:53:21 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Just get yourself in there and stop complaining," he said loudly, leaning close to her and passing her a gun which he put in her lap. "Take it, I've got plenty of weapons myself," he said with a smile. "I'l join you in a second."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 14, 2012, 02:38:05 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She growled but hid the gun quickly with gratitude. "If you couldn't handle me then why bother with a kidnapping." She rolled her eyes and stormed into the room where the other hostages were being held. She looked at them before choosing a corner to stand in, her eyes assessing every area they could see.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 14, 2012, 03:49:57 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A tall man walked into the room and sat next to her. He had one arm in a sling and a nasty scar running across his left eye and was evidently more interested in Kayla than the other hostages.<br><br>"Kayla," he said. "I'm not surprised you don't recognise me, I almost didn't recognie you myself." He move the jecket he was wearing to reveal the uniform he was wearing. It was the uniform of Kayla and Morrison's unit, but covered in dirt and dried blood. "You probably don't remember me, I'm Tal, the team's comms officer...at least I was until the bomb anyway."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 14, 2012, 03:57:22 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh my gosh. I thought Morrison and I were the only survivors." Skylar said, sighing heavily. "Had I known that you were alright, I would have tried to get you out of there. I'm so sorry." She looked at him and all of his injuries with a heavy heart. "They didn't hurt you did they?" She hated it when hostages were harmed, and this one was a special case. He was somebody she worked with.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 14, 2012, 04:10:57 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"My eye was the bomb's fault," he said. "About the only nice thing Firedrake did was their doctor tried to save it but there was nothing they could do. The arm they're responsible for though, they thought they could torture me into revealing where you and Morrison had gone. Even if I had had the faintest idea where you were I would've died before I betrayed either of you. When it was obvious I didn't know they threw me in here with the hostages and...well, that's where I've been ever since."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 14, 2012, 04:22:46 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"After I got Morrison to safety, I decided to go looking for my sister. I had alead that brought me back to Firebrand. By the time I found her, it was already too late. They had a bomb strapped to her chest and all I could do to save her was shoot her. Did you see the man who brought me in? Will Raker? He was pretending to help me out but.... he ended up betraying me. Brought me here instead. I haven't a clue how long I've got. Apparently I might know something of interest to them... I was never really good with being tortured." She said, remembering her training. The torture training was her hardest... it wasn't meant to be all that dangerous but she managed to be the only one to ever get hurt.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 14, 2012, 04:26:21 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well I would offer to help escaping but there's a load of guards out there and..." he paused, looking around him. "I wouldn't leave these kids here even if I was fit enough to get out of here." There was a sudden knocking noise from somewhere in the centre of the carpet, Tal's attention suddenly focusing on its source. "How can that be happening? There's nothing under there as far as I know."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 14, 2012, 04:31:21 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sky felt like smiling but she kept a straight face as she walked over to the source of the sound. "I don't know, but let's find out." She motioned to everyone to not say a word about it. Her eyes holding an authority they didn't have before. Nudging the carpet aside she pulled up the trap door and looked down. "See, look. Nothing is there." It was such a blatant lie, obvious enough to give them the idea that this was a rescue, but without saying it for fear of a bugged room.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 14, 2012, 04:39:44 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				There was a tall, red-headed man stood just below the trap-door, a finger held to his lips. The black bird emblazoned on one shoulder gave away his identity. Tom moved out of the shadow behind the man, a gun in one hand.<br><br>"How many guards are there?" he mouthed to her, not wanting to risk alerting anyone to Raven squad's prescence, even reluctant for the hostages to be aware yet.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 14, 2012, 04:45:27 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She grimaced then turned to her old comrade. "Let's say you were in tip top shape... and you could bring all these hostages with you, what's the only thing stopping you from walking out of here? The gaurds right? How many do you think there are, anyway? It looked like perhaps over 30 men out there, what's your estimate?" She asked as if she were merely curious.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 14, 2012, 04:49:32 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I've seen at least 20," Tal replied. "That's not counting the guy's at the airfield though, there's at least thirty more there."<br><br>"He's right," Tyler said, ducking inside the door, putting his hands up to show he was unarmed. "I'm not a threat, if I was I'd have called the guards before even walking in here."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 14, 2012, 04:54:22 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Tal, I want you to meet Will Raker..... The man whoes ass I'm going to kick if we don't get out of here soon." She smiled innocently at Tyler, her eyes then darting to the floor where Raven unit was lurking.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 14, 2012, 04:59:52 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"At this point I don't think we need to maintain my cover Kayla," he said, turning to Tal and the other hostages. "James Tyler, MI6. One of the guys who's going to get you out of here."<br><br>At that moment Tom appeared through the trapdoor, just in time for a young blonde haired boy to rush up to him and hug him.<br><br>"Kurt, I'm so glad you're safe," he said, ruffling the boy's hair playfully as Morrison, Izzy and three soldiers climbed through the trapdoor after him. "We need to move quickly, if they see us we'll have more soldiers than we can probably deal with bearing down on us. Tal," he said with a smile, before wincing as he saw the young man's injuries. "You think you can make it through a few miles of tunnels?"<br><br>"I fancy my odds doing that more than I do trying to shoot my way out of the front door," Tal said with a laugh.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 14, 2012, 08:14:49 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I don't know, the name Will Raker is kind of growin' on me. I like it a lot better than Tyler. I've had bad experiences with a guy named Tyler before." Sky shuddered at the thought. Pulling out her own gun, she fell behind the others. "I'll take the rear." She said, joking aside. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 15, 2012, 03:36:55 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Merrick," Tom said to the tall red-headed man.&nbsp; "You and your men get the hostages in the tunnel, we'll cover you until they're all safely inside. If we need help we'll give you a shout." The man nodded as Tom, Izzy, Morrison and Tyler took up positions around the room where they hoped they would remain unseen from outside, guns at the ready.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 15, 2012, 03:25:59 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Uh, guys... What time is it?" Sky whispered from her corner, her fingers wrapped around her gun as her eyes darted from person to person then the door.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 15, 2012, 05:00:08 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"About nine o'clock in the evening," Tom said, taking a quick glance at his watch. "Why do you ask?" he said, his eyes still fixed on the outside, watching for any sign of movement towards the house.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 15, 2012, 05:01:57 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh no reason... I've never been a hostage before, so the only thing I have to go on is movies... I was just thinking about one where the gaurds only came in for delivering meals and lights out. But we're fine, right?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 15, 2012, 05:08:17 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tom was about to reply when Izzy's hand shot out to stop him, quickly indicating outside. Framed against the headlights of one of the APCs outside the farm were three men, who's conversation was just about audible in the silence, but it wasn't in English.<br><br>"Tyler," she said in a hushed tone, "is that language what I think it is?"<br><br>"Fuck," he said under his breath as he listened. "Tom, we need to get out of here now, this problem is bigger than we thought. I don't have time to explain."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 15, 2012, 05:13:19 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You guys... we might have another problem. There is no way that our team has gotten the hostages far enough to be safe. If all of us follow then the door will be left uncovered and that is just as bad as having a neon sign saying, look at me! We went this way." She added quickly. She didn't understand the language but she could feel the tension in the air upon the arrival of this new character.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 15, 2012, 05:24:09 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We need a distraction," Tyler said. "One that preferably gets them AWAY from this house. If that's who I think it is he comes our way and we're screwed."<br><br>"But Snake isn't here," Izzy said. "He's in New York, plus that guy is at least 6 inches too tall to be him."<br><br>"Once we're out of this I'll explain," Tyler said, checking how many hostages were left. "There's enough for each one of us to get into the tunnels with them, but someone's gonna have to wait till everyone else is down there before jumping down after us, in case they need to raise the alarm. Anyone fancy volunteering?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 15, 2012, 05:40:57 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'll do it. Tyler needs to explain to you what the hell is going on. He will just have to manage on the move. As for me, well I can run fast." She smiled but her heart wasn't fully in her joke. "Now hurry. We haven't much time now do we?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 15, 2012, 05:46:46 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'll stay with you," Morrison said. "I'm not leaving you behind here alone when there's at least 30 guards out there." As he spoke to her the others were helping the hostages down into the tunnels with the help of the soldiers.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 15, 2012, 05:49:36 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Thanks." She said, moving positions so that she could see out the window better without being seen directly. Sky was so quiet and still you would have thought she died standing up, but her breathing was just enough to see her chest rise and fall. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 15, 2012, 05:51:18 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I don't think they saw anything," he said, nodding towards the men outside. Rather than heading towards the house the men had decided to face away from the house, the taller man who had worried Tyler moving away, vanishing into the night around them.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 15, 2012, 05:58:42 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That's good but it doesn't mean that somebody else won't just happen to want to mess with the hostages' brains. As soon as that man walks in here, we would be done for. So let's just keep moving and hope that we are far enough away when they sound the alarms." She responded, her muscles relaxing only enough for her to turn to face Morrison.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 15, 2012, 06:00:53 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He grabbed her and kissed her, holding her close. He would've held on longer but there was a whistle from the direction of the hole.<br><br>"All the hostages are out," Izzy called up. "You guys need to get down here now."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 15, 2012, 06:12:16 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His embrace surprised her, but it was a pleasant surprise. "I take it you aren't mad at me anymore?" She looked almost hopeful but there was still a string of doubt that lay underneath of her words. Sky's eyes shot to the hole when Izzy called up to them. "Roger that." She replied, starting off in that direction while still awaiting Morrison's response.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 15, 2012, 06:15:31 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm not mad anymore," he said, before leading her over to the hole, Merrick helping her down into the tunnel, Morrison following and shutting the trapdoor behind them. The tunnels were lined with lamps that stretched into the distance. "We'd better go, don't want to risk them hearing us through the trapdoor."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 15, 2012, 06:21:17 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No arguments here. I think I have seen quite enough of the handcuffs for today." Sky smiled, but it was way too bright and cheery to have been from the joke alone. She was deffinately happy with reply that Morrison gave her. She just didn't want to say it out right.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 15, 2012, 06:26:36 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oops, I forgot the handcuffs, sorry about that," Tyler said, an apologetic look in his eyes as he took her handcuffs off.<br><br>They started advancing down the tunnel, members of Raven squad covering both the front and back, their assault rifles handier in the fight than the pistols the others were carrying. The hostages were in the centre of the group, although Tal was walking with Skyalr and Morrison near the front, Tyler just in front of them.<br><br>"You were involved in the Balkans conflict weren't you?" Morrison asked Tyler. "That's how you recognised the guy was speaking in Serbian isn't it?"<br><br>"Got it in one," he replied. "Its also how I knew who that guy was, there's only one Serbian guy I've met who's like him, makes Snake look like an angel in comparison to him."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 15, 2012, 06:34:02 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That's a pleasant thought. So why is he here at the same place as the hostages? Is there something else important hidden out here?" Sky said, rotating her wrists about and hearing a small pop in each. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 15, 2012, 06:38:30 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"He wasn't here for the hostages," Tyler replied. "There was something else on this farm. Something about that picture Yuchi showed us of the farm looked...wrong. When I had a look around the farm there was a big storehouse not on that map. Its a weponse stockpile, machineguns, assault rifles, grenades, landmines...and those were just what I could see without anyone spotting me. They aren't planning a lone wolf attack, they're building an army."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 15, 2012, 06:43:58 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That doesn't sound too good. Not at all. And they are able to hide something this big from the government? Granted there are men in the government working for them but still, this is huge." Her voice held all of her astonishment and part of despair. "So what do we do?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 15, 2012, 06:47:06 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We go back to our mainland HQ and we plan the fightback," Tom said from where he was walking with his nephew. "We don't know how compromised the US military is at this point, unless we're absolutely sure we can trust them we don't use anyone from outside our organisation."<br><br>"There are probably a few MI6 favours I can call in too," Tyler said. "Not necessarily entirely above board but at this point we can't afford to worry if the CIA or MI6 would approve of who we're working with."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 15, 2012, 06:53:04 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Great plan, Tom. Why didn't I think of that?" She rolled her eyes and sniffed, her sarcasm hanging in the air above her like a cloud. "We have to attack them before they finish building up whatever the hell it is that they are building... I mean it looks like they are preparing for WWIII. I don't know if my training has even covered that kind of disaster." She added, more to herself than to Tom.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 15, 2012, 06:58:52 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We don't have the men ready to attack," Tom replied. "Plus right now we have no idea what kind of threat we're dealing with. Something tells me Yuchi and Tyler will be able to fill in some of the gaps for us," he said. His walkie-talkie suddenly burst into life without warning.<br><br>"We're ready for you," Petra's said, catching even Tom offguard. "How far from the entrance are you?"<br><br>"Ten minutes," Tom replied. "We have wounded though, make sure there are medteams on hand for us."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 15, 2012, 07:01:20 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Dude, Tom. Loud enough for ya?" She growled before turning to Morrison. "Why is life so frustrating? Why can't it ever be a simple mission, like ever?" She continued to growl, the sound mimicked by her stomach. "Oops. Forgot to mention that I was hungry." She smiled sheepishly before hanging her head.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 15, 2012, 07:07:29 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We'll get you food when we get back to base," Tom said. Eventually they found their way to the tunnel entrance, walking out of the door to find themselves on an airfield where a large transport plane was waiting, Petra stood waiting for them.<br><br>"Get onboard," Petra said over the noise of the plane engines. "Good to see you again Scott," she said, flashing a smile to Tyler who blushed slightly.<br><br>"We have a problem," he said, recovering his composure. "Rajkovic is here, I know, I saw him with my own eyes."<br><br>"Wha-" The colour seemed to drain from Petra's face in an instant. "We need to get out of here now," she said, visibly shaken at the news from Tyler."C'mon, we don't have any time to waste."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 15, 2012, 07:10:22 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ok, why is it that I have never heard of this guy? I swear I don't live under a rock.... so why haven't I hear of him ever?" She was quite confused, and the way that Petra reacted it was enough to spark her interest.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 15, 2012, 07:13:10 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Rajkovic is ex-Serbian military," Tyler replied. "I'd need access to my files to tell you the whole story, but this is the Serbian nationalist so extreme Milosevic himself begged Nato to come in and kill him for them. The bastard escaped the hit somehow though."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 15, 2012, 07:18:13 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well obviously he isn't just going to lay down and die. I thought you said this guy made Snake look like an angel. In that case, either the guy in charge of the hit accidentally ran into the man before he had a chance to take him down... or the guy succeeded in shooting him or something. In that case he was able to recover. Quite a simple explanation if you ask me... But was he really that bad... Wow." She let out a long whistle, quite impressed with thought.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 15, 2012, 07:21:19 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Rape, murder, child abuse...and those were just the crimes he was resonsible for himself," Petra said as they climbed into the plane. "Snake is an evil sod but he at least has some morals, which is more than can be said for Rajkovic. He wants power, and he's not too bothered who he has to kill to get there. Like Tyler said though, we can brief you properly back at base."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 15, 2012, 07:39:57 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Interesting. So did the government filter out anything that might have reached both public ears and the ears of those in the military. Because now that I think about it, I really never have heard of this man. Obviously they thought him dead before I joined up, or he would have been a real threat I would have had to learn about."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 15, 2012, 07:42:30 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I can't account for what the US government thought had happened to him," Tyler said as the plane got up into the air. "But as far as Milosevic, MI6 and the FSB were concerned Rajkovic died 12 years ago during a firefight. I never bought the official line about him though."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 15, 2012, 07:50:13 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Wow, aren't we geniuses... Question is, who leaked that lie in the first place? Had he been injured, somebody else would have had to create a story like that while he was recovering. So the question is, who was that?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 15, 2012, 07:54:18 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"He had a body double," Tyler said with a grimace. "We killed someone, and at the time even I was convinced we had the right man. It was only years later I realised that for a man who had outthought half the Serbian army, several SAS units and more secret agents you can count his death had been far too simple. Almost as if he WANTED us to believe he was dead. We played straight into his hands."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 15, 2012, 07:58:25 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Lovely... so now we have to make up for that... which is like.... impossible. Is it not? Well, that's a great way to start a morning. With a hangover." She slapped her forehead to her palm and sighed. "For now, nobody talk to me... I need to think."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 15, 2012, 08:05:11 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Turk's shooting was no accident was it?" Petra asked, looking at Tyler. "They didn't just target him cos he knew where the hostages were, he was targeted cos he would know it was Rajkovic."<br><br>"They didn't know I was there in Serbia," Tyler replied. "As far as they were concerned your friend Turk is the only person on Tom's side to have met Rajkovic so yes, it was almost certainly an attempt to keep his identity hidden."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 15, 2012, 08:08:27 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sky just grunted before sitting back in her seat, pulling her knees up and resting her head in them. With a long sigh she shut her eyes and decided to just listen in, there wasn't much else she had to say and even less she wanted to say. So instead she pretended to fall asleep like that and just listen.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 16, 2012, 03:04:57 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It wasn't long before the plane found its way to the base, which was packed full of troopswho seemed to be more on edge than they had done previously.<br><br>"Its time to move," Morrison said to Skylar, taking her hand. "I think we have a pleasant surprise waiting for us." Waiting on the runway, heavily bandaged but awake and smiling, was Turk, who Petra ran up to and hugged.<br><br>"Hey careful," he said, wincing. "I've not been out of my hospital bed that long, I'm still a bit sore."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 17, 2012, 11:05:26 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sky looked at Turk, a smile starting to form before she decided against it. Instead she ended up staring at the floor and blanking out her face. "Yes, quite a wonderful surprise... For all of you. I need to go get some rest, it's been a long day." Her voice was low, meant for only Morrison's ears. "Sorry I couldn't be a little more enthusiastic about it."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 18, 2012, 02:58:13 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I think we can wait at least until mroning to start planning," Tom said. "The hostages will need to be checked over by the medical teams and Tal will need to be debriefed."<br><br>"I'll help you find somewhere to sleep," Morrison said before realising how dodgy tht sounded. "I mean, if you want me to come with you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 18, 2012, 06:20:42 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Thanks. I could use the company tonight." She sighed, still refusing to meet the eyes of anybody around her. "Come on. let's go." Sky said falling back to the edges of the group on her way out.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 18, 2012, 06:24:12 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Are you alright?" he asked as he took her hand, before pausing. "Sorry, that's a stupid question considering what happened. This Rajkovic must be a nasty piece of work though, Petra didn't react like that when she saw the state Turk was in."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 18, 2012, 06:47:36 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm perfectly fine." Her tone dropped like she was warning him to tread lightly with his words. "And yeah. Must be considering the reactions they all gave throughout the evening." Sky looked at him then back at the floor, a yawn expanding her lungs and escaping as a long sigh.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 18, 2012, 06:54:34 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He stopped just as they were about to reach the sleeping quarters, deciding he had to tell her something now, scared what might be coming.<br><br>"When I saw you, after the accident..." he bit his lip for a moment. "I haven't been as scared as I was then, I don't want to lose you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 20, 2012, 09:27:47 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				((Sorry for the slow response... I'm having a rough start to my week))<br><br>His comment managed to bring a smile to Sky's face, her eyes lighting up after being so glum for the past few hours. "Thanks, I needed that." She gave him a playful shove and fake glare. "But you do know that I'm not as fragile as I look. It will take a lot more than just an accident to take me down." She laughed a bit, but her face soon fell back to one of seriousness. "To be honest though, I was a bit frightened too. When I woke up, I had absolutely no idea where I was... I thought that perhaps who ever had shot Turk had come for me as well. I was about ready to kill you guys before I realized who you were. That's a feeling I wouldn't wish on any body. It really was scary, and you know what I thought? 'I hope Morrison forgives me'." She said, looking back to the floor, slightly embarrassed. "Trust me when I say that losing somebody to death is a far better mercy than to chase after something that you know you can't reach. I was afraid that you wouldn't forgive me and that I would be on my own again." She added, taking a few steps towards the sleeping quarters.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 20, 2012, 12:14:02 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I've lost someone to Firebrand before," he said. "Well, the guy wasn't in Firebrand at the time. Linklater, the ex-Navy SEAL who recognised me...there was a mission we were on. A hostage rescue deep behind enemy lines. The crook took a hostage, said if we didn't let him go he'd shoot the girl, who was...well, she was my fiancee. Linklater thought he had a clear shot, I knew he didn't and I even showed him he didn't and he fired anyway. I only discovered later he took the shot on purpose, out of jealousy of what I had with her. She was killed instantly, our target escaped into the night."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 20, 2012, 12:29:45 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That's a cowardly move he pulled off. Nobody should ever kill out of jealousy." She said, realizing why he cared so much. "I guess I was lucky that I wasn't their target, then. Do you think it was him who took the shot or just some hired hand?" She then asked, mind flashing back to the accident.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 20, 2012, 01:13:18 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Its unlikely to be him," Morrison replied. "Unless he was intentionally missing. If he meant to kill Turk he'd be dead in seconds, he was the best marksman the SEALS had had for years the year he joined. We'll have to ask Turk how he survived, he might be able to shed some light on what happened."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 20, 2012, 01:18:50 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'll let you do all the talking then." Sky fell quiet, replaying the shot over and over again in her mind. She suddered at the thought and looked over at Morrison. "Maybe they didn't want him dead... I don't know, maybe your right. You should talk to Turk and see what happened from his point of view.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 20, 2012, 01:33:09 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Only if you want me to go," he said, holding her hand. "I'd rather stay with you in all honesty, we're going to be spending plenty more time with them tomorrow."<br><br>He kissed her again, not caring if anyone else saw, but aware the others almost certainly had better things to do with their time at that moment.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 20, 2012, 01:39:15 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We could always just ask him tomorrow. I'm way to exhausted to deal with any of that anyway." She managed to get out after regaining some of her breath. It was then that she caught her reflection and really looked at it. She had rings around her eyes from lack of real sleep. Her stomach growled softly, but she ignored it seeing as it was of little importance to her at that moment.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 20, 2012, 01:49:47 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He led her towards the sleeping quarters, finding an obviously unoccupied room and opening the door for her to go in.<br><br>"I'll sleep outside," he said. "Can't imagine anything will happen but I'll be within shouting distance if something does."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 20, 2012, 06:23:13 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'll leave my gun with you... I do not need a repeat of what happened the first time I got here." Sky mumbled through a yawn. "Thanks." She added before dissapearing into the room. She immediately curled up over the coverings and fell asleep, her eyes instantly fluttering with dreams. And out of the corner of one eye, a tear rolled down and dropped to the fabric below.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 20, 2012, 06:24:47 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tal joined Morrison during the night, telling him what he had told Tom and catching up on what he'd missed. Morrison was glad of the company because he felt in danger of falling asleep although eventually he did fall asleep.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 20, 2012, 06:29:48 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Only a few hours after she had fallen asleep, she had awoken again due to the nightmare she had been enduring. Sliding off the bed, she peeked out the door at the sleeping figure outside of her door. Slipping out quietly she walked down the hall and continued walking. No real destination in mind but walking for the sake of walking. As her feet carried her about, a soft voice rang out about the mostly empty hall. Each word held a comforting note, the tune itself more of a comfort than the actual words of the lulaby. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 20, 2012, 06:34:55 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				There was a young woman sat in the mess hall peeling potatoes and singing softly, who suddenly noticed Skylar's prescence, jumping with surprise.<br><br>"Oh, sorry, I thought I was the only person awake in here," she said, indicating the chair opposite her. "I know, weird to be preparing food at his hour of the night but it gives me something to do with my insomnia. The name's Rochelle, I'm one of Raven Squad. You're...Skylar right?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 20, 2012, 06:39:08 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Skylar's song ceased immediately, her head turning to look at the other woman. Sitting down across from her, Sky nodded. "Yeah, that's me. So you are one of the team that got us out of there? Good work to all, I might add. Very efficient."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 20, 2012, 06:42:22 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm the only girl in the squad," she said with a laugh. "Petra recommended me personally after a mission I helped her with a few years back. You have to be good to get in Raven, Tom once told me some of the best SEALs would have a hard time joining the unit, so I guess I should have a huge amount of pride they thought I was good enough for them."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 20, 2012, 06:48:38 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I had dreams about joining Raven Squad but how things are turning out right now, I highly doubt that I meet the psych requirements. I'm too free spirited, but I guess that's alright. I'll just continue with what I have been doing. I am glad, though, that you have such an amazing opportunity."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 20, 2012, 06:51:41 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"As weird as it sounds I'm kinda disappointed we didn't get into a firefight," she said with a slightly embarrassed laugh. "I think I enjoy getting into firefights than a lot of the guys in the unit. In my defense I grew up in a house full of boys."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 20, 2012, 06:57:45 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"To be honest, I'm kind of disappointed that we didn't even get into a small scrimmage at the least." She laughed aloud, her voice echoing from the walls. "Sometimes I think that my skills aren't being used to their full potential. So how are you with your hand-to-hand combat?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 20, 2012, 06:59:37 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Black belt in karate," she said. "Only girl in my school who even applied for karate nevermind reached black belt. Rest of it is self-defence classes I took after one of my friends was beaten up by some crazy guy walking through town."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 20, 2012, 07:13:21 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well since neither one of us are up for sleep at the moment, do you want to spar a little? I haven't had a good friendly duel in a while." Sky said, a sly smile creeping along her features. "And you even have an advantage, I've been recently injured so it could get rather interesting." She added, looking hopeful.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 20, 2012, 07:18:21 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Okay, if you're sure, but you should be warned I'm not as defenceless as I look," she said. As she stood up it became clear what Rochelle meant, she was easily at least 6 feet tall and muscled. "Are you still sure you want to fight me? This would be why most guys refuse to fight me."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 20, 2012, 07:30:51 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ha, I can see what you mean. However, I am not as fragile as some may think and have become very adapt to my physical stature." She said, standing up as well. "In my case many refuse to fight me because I don't look strong enough for them. Seems like we have more in common that we originally though." She laughed again then nodded once. "Yeah, I'm sure I still want to fight you. Might be the most interesting thing to happen all night."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 20, 2012, 07:39:39 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'll try and go easy on you," she said with a smirk, stepping towards her, ducking and aiming an uppercut at her chin, trying to use the minimum amount of force, aware that he could cause serious injury if she connected fuly. Unbenknownst to either Turk was stood in the doorway watching them.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 20, 2012, 07:51:32 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Following the movements with her eyes, Skylar swiftly dodged the uppercut but only just. It was close enough that she could feel the air rushing up as an after affect. When she dodged the blow she had sent her weight backwards, something that was usually taught against for it put you at a greater risk of being taken down. However this was a style that she had perfected on her own, using this momentum to carry her body backwards. She bent her back and allowed her hands to touch down with the ground at the same time that she pushed off with her feet. It was meant to catch the arm on its return back to the body, but she realized that she might not have been close enough to pull that off. Instead she allowed the momentum to continue as her feet touched down behind her, setting her in a low crouch. With this she pushed off again, keeping low to the gound and throwing a swift punch to the lower parts of the rib cage.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 20, 2012, 07:57:23 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She moved as if a blur, catching the punch with one hand, turning her over and landing her on the floor on her back with a deft move.<br><br>"Want to try again?" she asked with a smile.<br><br>"Petra told me you were good Rochelle," Turk said from his position in the doorway. "I didn't realise you were that good.<br><br>"The guy I learnt from was the kind of guy you didn't want to pick a fight with," she said as she offered Skylar a hand. "He taught me that the fact people think taller girls can't move quickly can be used as a weapon when they underestimate you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 20, 2012, 08:06:45 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"And you know what my instructor taught me?" Sky offered, taking the extended hand. "The fight ain't over until one calls uncle." She said, using her lower position to yank Rochelle's arm away from her just enough to knock her off balance. Rolling onto her back, Sky used her feet to guide her opponents body over her own. The moment she hit the ground Sky was already flipping herself around without letting go of the arm once. She twisted the wrist into a Z-lock and brought Rochelle up to a sitting position, keeping the one arm captive behind her back. "They can move quite fast if they wanted, but falling makes a loud thunk." She smiled, releasing the lock and moving back a few steps. "Though perhaps you are still more suited to Raven Squad then I."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 21, 2012, 03:38:54 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"She's going easy on you aren't you Rochelle?" Turk asked, an eyebrow raised, amused at the confused look on Rochelle's face. "I may never have been a Raven but I do know that you could knock her out in a matter of seconds if you really wanted to, then again since she's a friend I'm not surprised you're holding back."<br><br>"I don't think Tom would appreciate me hospitalising one of our own side," Rochelle replied. "You're a good fighter though Skylar, most guys couldn't do that to me."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 21, 2012, 02:45:22 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I doubt most guys would have even seen an opening like that." She smirked, rolling her eyes. "And by the way, if I couldn't take a few hits I wouldn't be a soldier. As I told Turk before, my specialty is with movement. It's hard to explain but after atleast a five minute sparring match it might be a little easier to see what I mean." She shrugged, looking at Rochelle rather than at Turk.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 21, 2012, 06:01:34 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Anyway, how's our miracle man?" Rochelle asked Turk. "I was told you were as good as dead when we set off for the safehouse."<br><br>"Well, its either blind luck or a lousy shot that saved me," he replied. "An inch to the right I'd have bled to death, an inch to the left and I'd be paralysed from the waist down for life. The one downside to the blind luck is that where it's lodged they can't remove the bullet without causing more damage."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>March 21, 2012, 08:37:55 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It's either blind luck on your part or complete skill on the part of the shooter. Did Tyler tell you about who we saw while on our little mission? If they have somebody like that on their team, there is no telling the level of their sharp shooters." She stated, looking at him for the first time since arriving.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>March 22, 2012, 03:07:18 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I heard," he said, grimacing. "I also know who their sharpshooter was, I don't know if he realised I recognised him, but even five years after I saw him I'd still know him anyway. Luigi Ravelli, ex-Mafia hitman, not sure how Firebrand recruited him but I have a good idea."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>April 03, 2012, 06:19:51 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				((Sorry, I realized only today that my message didn't make it through to some people. I was out on a family thing for over a week. It was tons of fun but I didn't get access to a computer the whole time so now I'm back and really excited to continue. :) ))<br><br>"I've heard of him. My cousin is a cop and I remember he would talk to me about his cases alot. One of them being the mysterious dissappearance of Luigi as a suspect. It was coughed up to lucky get away. Unfortuneatly my cousin never let it go, and ended up going missing as well. Turned up crazy a week later. It was aweful... Doctors diagnosed it as PTSD, said that who ever took him must have done a number on him. I'm sure he saw something he shouldn't have and payed the price for it. He's a complete loon now." She said with a sigh and a shrug. "Always was a bit nosey, that one. Anyways, welcome back from the dead. It's good to see you on your feet again." She added to change the subject.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>April 03, 2012, 06:25:44 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I assume they've warned you about Rajkovic?" Rochelle asked, watching him carefully. "They told me what he did to you."<br><br>"Its not me he hurt," he replied. "But that's something for Petra to divulge if she wants to. We'd better sleep though, we're gonna have a lot of details to take in come tomorrow morning."<br><br>(don't worry, I assumed if you'd have said if you didn't want to continue the RP lol)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>April 03, 2012, 06:30:54 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				((Lol, true. I can't stand leaving something unfinished, so deserting an rp is out of the question for me. ;) ))<br><br>"I would love to curl up and fall asleep but with the current state I'm in, I doubt I will be sleeping for a while. I ended up giving all my weapons to Morrison, just so I wouldn't kill myself in my sleep." She hung her head dramatically, then returned it to normal with a smile. "Never mind that, I think I will just continue wandering about."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>April 03, 2012, 06:34:10 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I might join you," Turk said. "Not sure I can sleep well at the moment. You should sleep though Rochelle, if Raven are needed again they'll need their sharpshooter in a fit state to shoot."<br><br>"Fine dad," Rochelle replied teasingly. "Guess I'll see you two at the brieing tomorrow if I don't before then." She headed off towards the dorm rooms on the other side of the messhall, leaving the other two alone.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>April 03, 2012, 06:43:32 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sky watched Rochelle leave before turning and heading off in her own direction. She was silent for a while before she finally figured out what question it was that she really wanted to ask. "So why didn't you shoot me? You could have fired at any point, but you hesitated and I want to know why." Out of the corner of her eyes she watched him, awaiting the answer she had been searching for. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>April 03, 2012, 06:47:32 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"For one thing Morrison would've killed me," he said with a laugh. "But I would've never shot to kill you, I got trained a long time ago to be able to take shots that can incapacitate someone but won't kill them. It knocks you out for an hour or two but unless the person taking the shot is useless it doesn't kill you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>April 03, 2012, 06:56:30 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Still, you couldn't possibly have thought I would back down. Hell, the moment I woke up after crashing I tried to kill Morrison and company because you were shot. My mind hadn't the time to catch up with events and so I figured that who ever it was that shot you, must have come to retrieve me. I wasn't the happiest." She laughed half heartedly. "To be honest. I think in your decision not to shoot me you wounded my pride worse than anything. I know it's childish, but I couldn't help feeling that I wasn't good enough to shoot, that I wasn't worth wasting the bullet." With a shrug, the girl looked at the floor, mind playing back the scene over and over again.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>April 03, 2012, 07:02:10 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hey, it could be worse," he said. "According to the doc the only reason Ravelli missed was because he had to rush his shot to avoid giving his position away. That combined with the fact my car was moving when he took the shot meant what should've killed me missed. Ravelli's not the kind of guy who misses, I've seen the trail of hits he's left behind him."<br><br>&lt;gotta go I'm afraid. assuming you aren't on early tomorrow I'll be on at about 10.30 or so my time so hopefully see you then :)&gt;
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>April 04, 2012, 12:19:03 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"One lucky man, though it can also be argued that the fact you were shot in the first place is far from lucky." Sky smirked, stretching out her muscles to relieve the tension that had built from her duel. She quietly continued humming the song that had first been interrupted by Rochelle.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>April 04, 2012, 12:24:45 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Want to see something?" he asked, reaching under his uniform and pulling out a pendant which he opened, revealing pictures of two beautiful young women. "The girl on the left is my sister, Mareena, I haven't seen her for...a while, far too long in fact. The other girl is my fiancee, Delia. When this is over we're going to get married, assuming I make it out of this alive that is," he said with a slightly embarrassed laugh."<br><br>&lt;yay, I managed to be on for one post. I'll be back in four hours or so, hopefully you'll be on at some point later :)&gt;
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>April 04, 2012, 12:39:45 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				((Haha, yeah I should be on around then. I don't think I have any plans today. :P ))<br><br>"They are quite beautiful, the both of them. Congratulations and good luck with the wedding. You know, the more I get to know everyone here, the more I realize that everyone here has some sort of fiancee or girlfriend, sibling or somebody to protect. I just don't have that anymore... saying as the girl I thought was my sister is now dead. And the best part, I pulled the trigger. How messed up is that?" She was growling by the time she finished, and had to pause to take a calming breath.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>April 04, 2012, 04:53:49 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'd say you have more bravery than a lot of people on this base," he said, watching her. "From what I heard you're the only one either than Tyler willing to take the shot. Real bravery is being able to do what has to be done, no matter what you might lose. I lost contact with Mareena because I thought people might try to use her to get to me if they realised our link."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>April 07, 2012, 08:37:43 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Don't mistake my childish pride for bravery... but thanks anyway. I find, however, the more these guys mess with me the more I want to play. They are just one step away from learning the true meaning of poking the bear." Sky sniffed, rolling her neck and listening to each individual pop. "In our case, is it legal to make heads roll? Literally?" She looked over at Turk, her eyes and smile beaming with a childish innocence. The kind every kid used when the candy went missing.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>April 08, 2012, 03:25:41 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I don't know how legal what we're doing is," Turk said with a slightly awkward laugh. "I don't think we're worring about that right now though, I spose the danger is if we spend too long fussing about whether its legal or not our opponents are going to make their move. Not sure they're too fussed about the law."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>April 08, 2012, 07:10:01 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah, you are probably right. They play by their own rules and I don't like it, then again we are playing by our own rules as well. Kind of makes you think a little about what lengths people will go to for what they want. What good is the law if no body follows it? It's something I have wondered for years, watching people sneak food for the starving... Pretending to be a charity and then using the money for personal gain... This country is seriously messed up and what's even better is that the justice system and the government turn away and pretend not to see. It's disgraceful, but it's also a part of human nature so what can we do?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>April 09, 2012, 02:59:23 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"If you grew up where I did America would look like a utopia in comparison," he said with a slight laugh. "I was born in what's now Kosovo a few years before the Balkans conflict started. Most of the early part of my life was spent in the middle of a warzone. Its how I crossed paths with Rajkovic originally."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>April 09, 2012, 11:22:59 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well I guess when you put it that way I would have to say that my displeasure is not with the countries and the governments but with those who are running them as well as those who inhabit them. Not much of a people person, can't you tell?" She laughed again, the smile actually reaching her eyes for the first time in a while.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>April 09, 2012, 11:26:43 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You seem like a nice girl to me," he replied. "Plus I get the impression you're the first girl Morrison has been interested since...well, that's for him to tell you, not me, don't think he'd appreciate me giving his secrets away." There was the sound of commotion from outside the building, suddenly wrenching TUrk's attention from the conversation. "I think we need to check this one out," he said.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>April 09, 2012, 11:36:07 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Thanks Turk." She rolled her eyes with a short laugh. It didn't last long though, for the sound that ended their conversation immediatley caught Sky's attention. Her face faded to a sort of 'mission mode', her muscles tensing. "Agreed. Let's go check it out."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>April 09, 2012, 11:43:06 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As they came out they found a huge RAF decorated transport plane landing on the runway, Tom and Morrison waiting for the plane to stop while Rochelle stood by the doorway to the dorms.<br><br>"Apparentely Fizz and Tyler called in a few favours," she said. "They've got the best SAS team and Royal Marines they could get, apparentely these guys are the cream of the crop. We're not having as much luck getting any current Navy SEALs to help us though, even with the number of ex-SEALs we have."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>April 09, 2012, 11:50:47 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Shame we couldn't get SEALs but if I know my facts correctly, these guys are extremely good. How did those two get to the point where they were owed favors by these guys? On second though, not sure I want to know about what went wrong. Anyways, they sure got here fast."<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>April 09, 2012, 11:58:02 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Apparentely Tyler has had these guys on stand-by since he realised Firebrand were targetting the UN," Rochelle replied. "All it needed was for Fizz to get permission from MI6 to be able to deploy them in a...strictly non-governmental mission. As for favours, I don't think they've been doing anything naughty, but your guess is as good as mine as to what they did." As the troops got out of the plane Rochelle wolf-whistled as she saw the man who was leading them. "Geez, they really have got the best. That's Tam O'Reilly, Irish-born Royal Marine thought to be that good a gunman that he could shoot the tires off an armoured car from 100 yards. He's that good he's a legend in the US, nevermind in Britain."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>April 09, 2012, 12:03:46 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Rochelle, when you say it like that it makes him sound like the world's best criminal. You know that right?" Still, Skylar couldn't deny that he wasn't all that bad looking. Dropping her voice, she smirked at Turk. "Are you sure it wasn't anything naughty? Kidding." She laughed as quietly as she could, attempting to return her face to normal.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>April 09, 2012, 12:06:07 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well I'd be lying if I said I wouldn't mind seeing Tam with his top off," Rochelle said with a laugh. "But I think Fizz and Tyler are a bit more professional than that. Maybe we should go over and say hello. Just so we can be friendly," she said with a cheeky grin as she saw Turk raise an eyebrow.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>April 09, 2012, 12:15:31 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Might as well get off on the right foot if we are going to be working with these guys." Skylar shrugged, still fighting to hold back her laughter. "Rochelle, I think you should be the first to welcome our new eye candy." She ended up having to fight harder to keep her laughter undercontrol.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>April 09, 2012, 12:22:21 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				They walked up to where Tam, Tom and Morrison were stood talking as the other troops unloaded their kit so the plane could return to its base. They had evidently brought plenty of extra weapons to make sure the others had plenty of equipment.<br><br>"Rochelle, Turk, Skylar, meet-" Tom started saying before Rochelle put a hand up to stop him.<br><br>"Corporal O'Reilly," she said, curtsying to Tam who blushed slightly but bowed. "Your reputation proceeds you, my brother has fought beside you though. Nicky Burnside, he's in the 101st Airborne."<br><br>"I remeber him," Tam said with a laugh. "Mostly cos he's one of the few non-Irishmen I've ever met who's managed to drink me under the table." He kissed both the girl's hands before shaking Turk's. "Me and Tyler have a bit of history so when he asked for my aid I couldn't really say no."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>April 09, 2012, 12:28:30 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I can honestly say that I will never understand the relationship between Irishmen and their drinks." Sky smiled with a slight shrug before turning her eyes towards Morrison. "Oh hey. When did you wake up?" She asked with a mischievous smile.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>April 09, 2012, 12:35:27 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Tom radioed me to say something was about to happen that I'd want to be awake for," Morrison said with a laugh. "I have a bit of previous with Tam too, well his team anyway. Last mission I was part of before our fateful mission was a joint operation between his Marines and our SEAL team."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>April 09, 2012, 12:48:20 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I feel like the only person here who doesn't know anybody." Skylar comically hung her head, eyes closing as a small pout invaded her features. "Oh hey wait... I read up on that mission in my free time before getting reqruited for our assignment. That was him?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>April 09, 2012, 12:51:40 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It was indeed," Morrison said. "A few of the guys we lost in the bombing got quite chummy with Tam's team so the minute Tyler mentioned what had happened to us Tam pretty much said he was coming even if he had to defy direct orders to do so."<br><br>"As much fun as this reunion is," Tom said, almost seeming embarrassed to interrupt, "I think its time we brief everyone about who and what we're facing, assuming you guys have nothing better to do."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>April 09, 2012, 01:01:37 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes, away to Tom's not so secret Batcave for debriefing because that is exactly what we want to do." She shot him a mocking smile before shrugging again. "Yeah sure. I'm in."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>April 09, 2012, 01:43:28 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well this is where you get to find out who Rajkovic really is," Tom said to Skylar . "I assume you'd rather have some idea who you're facing rather than just have him as a rather sinister souning name." As they headed towards the large low building which was the central HQ of the base he found himself holding her hand without even thinking about it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>April 12, 2012, 08:31:01 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Skylar shrugged. "Yeah, that's cool I guess." She stated, her tone holding disinterest but her eyes displaying curiosity. Those same eyes shot down to her hand as a smile krept across her face. She hooked her fingers around reflexively, not daring to let the hand go.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>April 13, 2012, 02:14:09 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"If we make it out of this alive I'm taking you on a proper date," Morrison said with a slightly embarrassed smile."Assuming you wouldn't say no to that." As they entered the main briefing room they saw it was already packed with people, most of whom they didn't recognise but Petra signalled them, pointing to the seats she had saved for them near the top of the table at the centre of the room. Izzy and Fizz were on the other side of the table speaking to one of the Marines from Tam's unit and Tyler and Yuchi were looking at Yuchi's laptop, trying to organise something for the others.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>April 15, 2012, 08:59:06 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"So long as there isn't a gun pointed at my head, a date sounds lovely." Sky smiled, hugging closer to Morrison's arm. "And by the way. The statement is when we get out alive, not if we get out alive." She whispered in his ear as they entered the very full debriefing room. "Man, the bat cave got crowded." She mumbled, looking around and catching Petra signalling them over. Skylar dragged Morrison behind her as she pushed people out of her way. "Hey Pet. Seems like forever since our last real conversation." She laughed sitting down in an open seat with a sigh.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>April 15, 2012, 10:04:56 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sorry about that," she said with a laugh. "At least we got out of this in one piece. Good to see you're back on your feet Tam," she said, flashing a smile at him. "That's Fizz's brother," she said, nodding to the Marine the two Irish girls were stood talking to. "Their jobs mean the siblings don't get to see each other a whole lot, but I don't think they wanted to see each other again like this."<br><br>"Excuse me," Tyler called out. "I know there are all sorts of reunions going on right now but me, Yuchi and Petra have a briefing to deliver. First of all, I need to be absolutely sure about one thing, how many of you know the events of the Balkans conflict?" Almost every hand in the room shot up. "Well, admittedly some of you were in action in the Balkans at one point or other. What most of you might not know is the origins of Firebrand lie in the Balkans, or to be precise in the region of Kosovo. What I am about to show you is the face of the real head of Firebrand, meet Miroslav Rajkovic," he said, pressing a button and revealing a mugshot of a heavily scarred, grim-faced middle-aged man. "Everyone following so far? If you have questions I advise you ask now cos its about to get very history heavy."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>April 15, 2012, 10:10:51 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Skylar remained silent with her hand down as Tyler asked who knew of this Balkans conflict. It had been something that the public wasn't given much infomation on, and plus it had been before she joined the military for training. However, when the mugshot was pulled she raised three fingers in the air. Her thumb, her index and her middle finger stood straight up for a full moment before she asked her question. "Ya, I have question. What the hell happened to his face?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>April 15, 2012, 10:24:19 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"He's ex-military from one of the nastiest conflicts of the last twenty years," Petra replied. "Plus name just about every major organised crime family in Western Europe and he had dealings with them. Someone like that makes a lot of enemies. That's the result of a few...failed assassination attempts."<br><br>"He may have had plastic surgery since that photo was taken though," Tyler continued. "This was the last known sighting of Rajkovic before his little cameo at the safe house. He was about to board a ferry to make his way to America, but because we believed Rajkovic dead and he was travelling under a false passport at the time no-one made the link."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>April 15, 2012, 10:31:19 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Kind of reminds me of an old cartoon... That weird one where all the animals had these elemental powers? Well that damn character wouldn't die. What I want to know is where the hell that guy trained to be so... Hulk like." She said, then turned to Morrison with her voice low. "And when can I leave so I can go train like that."&nbsp; She would give anything to have as much skill and sheer power as these people have told her that he had. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>April 15, 2012, 10:39:56 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We're not sure where he trained," Tyler replied. "Records of him prior to him joining the Serbian military are at best sketchy, at worst non-existant. What we do know is he signed up for the military shortly before Croatia declared independence. He must have done something right though because by the time the Kosovo war starts Rajkovic commands his own military unit alongside our old friend Snake. That's when it gets...interesting, unfortunately not in a good way."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>April 15, 2012, 10:44:14 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Obviously he did do something right... That's amazing." Sky said, her voice low. She listened as Tyler continued, but her expression dropped as he mentioned Snake. "Interesting how? Like a friendship is born type interesting or are we talking something on a larger scale?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>April 15, 2012, 10:53:40 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Rajkovic's political views are...how can I put this politely?" Tyler said, pausing for a moment. "He's an extreme far-right, ultra-nationalist. He became convinced Milosevic was willingly handing Yugoslavia over to their enemies so he decided Milosevic had to be dealt with. Problem was a Serbian couldn't do it, Slobodan was popular, a Serbian assassin would be seen as nothing better than a traitor. At the time though they were fighting Muslims, if the people thought the Kosovans killed their president it would make anti-NATO feelings even stronger. This, I'm afraid, is where Turk comes in. He was a young Kosovan Albanian teenager, he was perfect for the assassination plan. What they didn't know was that there was a double agent in their unit, just about the last person they expected."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>April 15, 2012, 10:58:32 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ooh, that does sound quite interesting." Skylar sat back in her seat, resting one arm over her stomach and using that as a support for the other arm which she rested against her face. The side of her index finger brushing up against her lips, which parted so that she nibble on her knuckle. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>April 15, 2012, 11:09:04 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"The FSB had an agent hiding among Rajkovic's unit," Petra said, a wry smile crossing her face. "When I discovered their plans I contacted my handler and warned them there was an assassination attempt being planned. Problem was Milosevic couldn't afford to attack a military commander who held such sway over the Serbian forces, he couldn't risk attacking for the same reasons Miroslav couldn't risk sending a Serbian to kill him. So he made a plea for NATO to intervene, who assembled a strike force together with the Russians. Tyler and Tom were among the joint strike force they assembled, and I was to pick a convenient moment to leave the squad and make my way to the allies. But it appears someone heard who wanted Rajokvic alive. Two men dressed as FSB agents arrived during the night before the attack, and by the next morning...well, whoever the strike team killed it wasn't Snake or Rajkovic. They were both, as we've since found out, long gone."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>April 15, 2012, 11:12:04 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"So our lovely friends here had stunt doubles? Man, somebody really did want them alive, otherwise they wouldn't have stunt doubles at the ready... It takes forever to find look alikes that are willing to do something like that." Sky said as she raised an eyebrow.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>April 15, 2012, 11:19:00 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"For the next year or so Rajkovic slowly make their way across Europe, using fake passports to avoid anyone recognising them. Eventually they ran into someone with a similar opinion of the world as they had. Marko Amauri," he said, clicking a button so that an image of a quite handsome looking raven-haired young Italian man appeared. "Heir to one of the biggest crime families in all of Italy. Or he was, but...Marko had a policy of committing crimes that even his mob boss father couldn't stomach so he was forced into exile. When he and Rajkovic crossed paths they found they both had reasons to hate society so the seeds of Firebrand were formed, with Snake, Rajkovic and Amauri its original members. Just about the nastiest set of criminals you could come across."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>April 15, 2012, 11:27:16 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"If I didn't know any better I would be asking why nobody noticed, but they came to America... The Balkans Conflict wasn't something that the public had common knowlege on so when Snake and Rajkovic came to America nobody recognized their faces. As for Amauri, well he has the possibility of diplomatic imunity, therefore local authorities can't get involved. It's the perfect set up." A smile crossed her features like a wild fire. "It's all a big game, and no offense but it looks like we are loosing pretty bad. Since they've been here, they not only have gained an army under the government nose, but they own the government. They have them eating out of the palms of their greedy hands. So what's the plan for a check mate?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>April 15, 2012, 11:34:12 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Its not taht simple," Petra said. "When Tyler told you Amauri was the former heir he didn't just mean he'd been exiled. Amauri was killed during a police raid on a suspected prostitution ring. That may have been our last chance to realise Miroslav was still alive until we noticed Firebrand indulging in a few...unusual financial transactions to an account of a man who apparentely didn't exist, until we realised that Rajkovic was living under the alias of one of his favourite action movie characters, how no-one noticed this till recently is anyone's guess."<br><br>"We can't risk an all out attack on Firebrand," Tyler said. "Even with the marines on our side we have nowhere near enough men to fight. But we've discovered something interesting in the files Morrison's sister brought with her."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>April 15, 2012, 11:38:57 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Are American's really that stupid that they can't see that money is going to a fictional character? Wow... Shame on us." She scoffed, though she fell completely silent at the mention of Morrison's sister. The same girl whom she had thought to be her sister. Her eyes dropped to the floor as she waited for Tyler to share the information.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>April 15, 2012, 11:43:56 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Most of their supplies are being held in one location," he said, a map appearing on the projector behind him."80 acre farm in the middle of nowhere which looks harmless so no-one would bother looking there. Under it however is a huge military base. It was designed to be used by the US government in case of a nuclear war but it appears Rajkovic and buddies have acquired it for themselves. If we could get in there and take the base out we could leave them open for a killing blow."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>April 15, 2012, 11:49:07 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"And how do you propose we go about this. Breaking into a military base is hard enough, but when you take into account who is in control of the base? That makes taking them out kind of difficult don't you think? And I'm not talking just a little bit difficult. I'm talking next to impossible. I mean unless you have someone who can fit through the vents and distract people from the inside while those on the outside get set up for a well thought out plan, we are sort of back a step."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>April 15, 2012, 11:56:18 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That's where Tam's team comes in useful," Tyler replied. "His guys are very good at getting into places full military units would struggle to. In Sam O'Leary," he said, pointing to Fizz's brother, "they have one of the best demolition experts in the world. Our plan is simple, use our commando units to get in subtly before opening the door for the less subtle elements of our force."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>April 15, 2012, 12:01:48 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I don't know what I was expecting, but honestly I didn't think you would just waltz up and knock the door down." Sky shrugged. "When do we move in?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>April 15, 2012, 12:06:25 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"As soon as we're ready," Tam replied before Tyler could say anything. "I don't fancy waiting around to find out what Firebrand's ultimate plan is. We need to be sure everyone is equipped and ready for every eventuality though, I'd take a bet it won't be as simple as we think it will be."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>April 15, 2012, 12:10:28 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Even in chess what you may think is a check mate can really just be a set up to take you out in one spectacular move. So what are we sitting around for? Shouldn't we be getting ourselves ready for this?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>April 15, 2012, 12:14:30 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We'll seperate into three teams," Tom said. "Tam will take the Marines, SAS and Raven Squad who will be our subtle teams. I'll take my commando units through the tunnels we found under the safe house, they lead into the base too. Morrison, you'll lead our sledgehammer, with our secret agents and a few of our bigger military forces."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>April 15, 2012, 12:38:21 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ooh, fun. Once a Captain always huh?" She smiled at Morrison, trying to look excited about the mission but she shot a look over to Tom that seemed to scream 'help me'. The truth was that she didn't feel as if she belonged with any of the groups. She didn't feel as if the skills she did posess were going to be any use for the task at hand. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>April 15, 2012, 12:50:14 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hey, you've got the fun group," he replied with a laugh. "Me, Petra, Fizz, Izzy and Tyler will be going with you. Just stick by me and we'll be fine." He gripped her hand tightly trying to hide that he was worried too, although he fancied his chances more being among the sledgehammer forces.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>April 15, 2012, 04:39:06 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Skylar smiled in return, pushing him away playfully. "Don't get caught up on me. You have a group to run. I can take care of myself." She said, spinning on her heels. "Now if you will excuse me Captain, I have to go get ready."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>April 15, 2012, 04:41:54 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He pulled her into a kiss, holding it for a moment before pulling away again. "Don't be long, not sure how much preparation these guys need to be honest."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>April 15, 2012, 04:53:50 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sky laughed, calling over her shoulder on her way out. "I'm a chick. We know how to change fast." She flicked her wrist dismissively before making her way back to her room. She pulled out the bag she had with her when the helicopters blew and pulled out an outfit that she knew would be best for her. She slid on the black jeggings, slipping black combat boots over her feet. She then put on the tight black t-shirt and finally the black coat with sleves that hugged her arms and tails that brushed up against her calves. She pulled her hair up into a neat bun, strapping her knife to her hip and holding her gun in her hand. It wasn't standard military uniform, but it served three purposes. First, it allowed her to move faster than standard gear allowed. Second was that the unusuallity of it often distracted her foes. And third.... Well it just looked cool. "Morrison's sister would be proud of this outfit." She smiled before leaving her room and hurry back to join Morrison.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>April 15, 2012, 05:01:15 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Morrison, Tyler, Tam and Tom were stood over a version of the map shown on the computer screen built into the table. Morrison smiled as she walked over. "We have a plan. Tam's team will deploy first, Tom's will follow next as soon as possible while we wait here with planes and helicopters. Tam will activate a tracker when its time for us to move and then we storm the farm. We've even managed to wrangle ourselves a bit of air support."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>April 15, 2012, 06:25:42 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sounds perfect. So all we have to do is sit back and wait for a signal before moving in? Easy enough, let's do this." Sky said, sliding over beside Morrison. Cracking her knuckles and poping her neck, Sky smiled. "This is going to be a bumpy ride, hope you can handle the heat, Captain." She smirked, challenging him playfully. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>April 15, 2012, 06:29:48 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hey, considering I survived someone blowing my helicopter up earlier I think I can manage a slightly bumpy ride. "You two had better get going," he said to Tam and Tom. "We'll just wait here for the signal to come through. Don't worry, we won't trash the place while you're gone."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>April 16, 2012, 08:13:05 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Can't argue with that one." Sky laughed, waving a hand at Tom as they left. "Scouts honor, dear." She called to them with an amused grin pastered to her face. Then turning to the rest of the group she sighed. "Don't worry guys, come mission time I'm sure I will have this laughter undercontrol."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>April 17, 2012, 02:13:58 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well us two are already ready," Morrison said to her. "Why don't we leave the others to do the last checks and go grab a cup of coffee?"<br><br>"Feel free to," Petra said. "We're not likely to be doing anything exciting for the next twenty minutes."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>April 17, 2012, 03:21:34 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sounds good to me. I could use a boost before heading out." Sky yawned and stretched out her arms, folding them above and behind her head. "Hey, you know what job would be really cool? Being a Ninja, I mean they get to pull of missions like this all the time." Her words were joking but her tone was nothing but serious. She almost had to stop herself from laughing but she managed to keep it undercontrol before it started.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>April 17, 2012, 03:26:03 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I could do with a coffee too," he said as he took her to the cafe, past the base's runway where a swarm of helicopters, jet fighters and transport planes were being prepared. "What kind of coffee do you want?" he asked as they entered the cafe. "I'm good with any coffee to be honest."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>April 17, 2012, 03:39:04 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Anything sweet enough to send me bounicing off the walls will do." Sky said with a smile. "I have the oddest addiction to sugar, I don't think I could ever live with out the stuff. And yet it's that crap that is going to catch up with me and make me fat."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>April 17, 2012, 03:42:35 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well we're going to be expending a whole lot of energy on storming that base," he said with a laugh. "So I wouldn't worry about getting too fat. Besides, you look perfect as you are..." he said, turning bright red suddenly, glad to see Tal sat at a table with a cup of coffee.<br><br>"Hey, feel free to join me," Tal said with a smile. "Unless you two want some privacy that is."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>April 17, 2012, 04:19:10 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Skylar rolled her eyes at Tal. "Thanks Tal. I would kick you out just for that alone, but I don't feel like it so we shall be joining you." She sauntered over to the coffee, getting her coffee and adding tons of sugar to the liquid. She sipped it then shivered, a smile spreading across her lips. "So sweet." She sighed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>April 17, 2012, 04:21:57 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hey, he's trying to be cute," Morrison said with a laugh as he grabbed his own coffee and walked over to the table. "I'm guessing you're sidelined for this?" he asked Tal as he sat down, seeing his arm was still in a sling.<br><br>"Not sure I'd be much use in this state," Tal replied. "I'd need you guys to be protecting me and you've got enough to worry about as it is."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>April 17, 2012, 04:33:56 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Skylar took a seat next to Morrison, sipping her coffee again. "Hope you feel better soon. It sucks being all beaten up and battered, though I can't really speak from experience. That has yet to happen to me. Strange don't you think? Oh well."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>April 17, 2012, 04:40:14 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Don't be upset these guys have beaten you up yet. There was another prisoner there with me, before they moved me to the safehouse," he said, shivering slightly. "They were trying to get information from her and she refused. I don't know what happened to her, except that Snake turned up, spoke to the head jailor, and I never saw her again."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>April 17, 2012, 04:45:36 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm not complaining, but I do find it interesting that even after the helicopter incident, the first raid on the Firebrand building, and the motorcycle accident... I have yet to be banged up as badly as all of you. I guess I'm just lucky." She said, taking a very long gulp of her coffee.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>April 17, 2012, 04:49:17 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You don't want to be in my position," Tal replied. "When the doctors here checked me over they said it must be blind luck that had saved me cos the shrapnel from the bomb missed severing a major artery by a matter of centimetres."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>April 17, 2012, 04:56:07 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You truly are stubborn aren't you? You just seem like the guy who is going to out live us all by living until you're atleast 105." She laughed, the sugar already starting to take an effect on her system.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>April 17, 2012, 05:02:49 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I swear this entire organisation owes a lot to blind luck," Morrison said with a laugh. "I know at least three people who by rights should've died at least once before now. Heck, I should've about three years ago but..."<br><br>"You haven't shown her the scar have you Captain?" Tal asked, raising en eyebrow.<br><br>"Okay," he said, raising his khaki top to reveal a mostly healed scar that ran across his stomach. "I was in a car that had a disagreement with an 18-wheeler."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>April 19, 2012, 08:18:39 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Maybe we should change the orginzation's name to 'Oh my lucky stars' saying as we are all miraculously alive." Skylar then raised an eye brow playfully. "I find it better to pick fights with the driver but I guess picking fights with the vehicle is alright too." She laughed, draining the last of her coffee. Her whole body shivered, her veins filling with the sugar she loaded into the coffee.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>April 20, 2012, 02:10:13 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It looks like Tam's team are heading off," Tal said, nodding towards the window where they could see the marines, SAS and Raven Squad loading their kit into three helicopters. "Anyone but them and I'd probably be worried, but we should be fine. This is what these guys do for a living after all."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>April 21, 2012, 08:06:01 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"My question to you is: Who else would be loading up into choppers but them? We all kind of do this for a living you know." Sky rolled her eyes, crossing her arms on the table and resting her head on them.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>April 22, 2012, 01:17:28 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You mean aside from Tom's team?" Tal asked, an eyebrow raised. "I don't think you guys get to use them though, you get the transport planes I'm afraid. At least you have most of the fighter jets going with you though."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>April 26, 2012, 07:34:51 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hey, I say a party is a party. I don't care what ride you brought in." Sky shrugged, a smirk on her face. "Though then again, there are those pesky critiques waiting by the front door asing about you choice of... Oh, sorry. Rambling again."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>April 27, 2012, 03:26:42 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Don't worry," Morrison said. "I think we're all a bit nervous, whether we want to admit it or not." He saw the helicopters taking off and Tom's team preparing to head out. "Okay, I think now would be a good time to load the planes, we're gonna have to go the minute the tracker activates."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>May 07, 2012, 06:11:12 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Agreed." Sky said, raising from her seat with a stretch. "What exactly do you plan to load the planes up with anyway?" She asked, looking out in the direction in which the choppers had taken off in. <br><br>((So sorry it took me so long.))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>May 08, 2012, 01:04:56 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We need to make sure we have all the guns we need," Morrison replied. "We don't want to go in there unarmed. Plus we need to take explosions, hopefully we won't need to blast our way into anything but better to go in too prepared than not prepared enough."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>June 06, 2012, 06:58:50 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				((Its just a bit of stress... I dont cope well with stress so it gets kind of messy and I become the monster of the basement. Kind of pathetic if you ask me but as I said... I dont cope well with stress. :P ))<br><br>"Just point me in the right direction, Captain." Skylar said shifting her weight to the balls of her feet. She bounced a few times, much like that of a boxer preparing for a match. Every muscle was preparing itself, turning on a mission mode of sorts. "I guess you're right. Always be prepared for anything... Weird, sounds like something my mother would say." Her voice trailed off as she got distracted, her eyes looking into some distant memory before she shook her head and returned to Earth. "Let's go."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>June 06, 2012, 07:02:30 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(that's fine lol, slightly sucky time for posting as I'm going to bed now. will you be around tomorrow?)<br><br>"I&nbsp; have a more important job for you," Morrison said. "Someone needs to go speak to Petra, she's been in a...strange mood since we told her Rajkovic was still alive. She's the only one that knows what happened between her and him while she was undercover in his unit, she might be more willing to open up to you than she is to anyone else. If you don't mind I mean."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>June 06, 2012, 07:07:17 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				((I should be able to get on a little earlier in the day... though how long I can stick around is unpredictable at the moment.))<br><br>The girl hung her head, her shoulders slumping slightly. "Yeah... sure. Whatever." She winked and laughed before spinning out of the room. Not even a second later she poked her head back into the room with a confused look on her face. "Umm, where is she again?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>June 07, 2012, 02:36:08 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Last time I saw her she was outside her dormitory smoking a cigarette," Turk replied. "Odds are she's probably still there. Don't worry, we'll give you guys a shout once we're ready to go, but I think she could do with a friend right about now." Petra was still there, watching the preparations with a look of grim determination on her face.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>June 07, 2012, 06:47:14 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Thanks." She said before skipping out again. Walking up beside Petra, the girl wrinkled her nose and coughed. "You smell gross." She sniffed, coughed and sat down. "Cap said you were looking kind of... bummed. So I came to see what was up."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>June 08, 2012, 02:53:13 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Huh?" she said as she saw Skylar approaching. "Oh, yeah. Its just....let's just say me and Rajkovic have a bit of history, and I don't just mean cos I infiltrated his unit. If I tell you what happened you have to promise you won't tell the others, especially not Turk. I'm worried what he'll do if he knows, he needs to concentrate on the mission."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>June 08, 2012, 03:28:29 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Lips are sealed. I promise." Sky said, pressing a finger to her lips with a smile. "So other than your little infiltration mission, what was going on that has you so distracted?" She looked at Petra before turning her eyes to the ceiling. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>June 08, 2012, 03:43:19 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I didn't just rat him out to the FSB because of his plan, the night before I phoned them, he..." she paused, looking round to make sure no-one else could see before lifting her top to reveal a nasty scar running across her stomach. "He raped me, and gave me that scar as a reminder of who was in charge. He had almost convinced me his cause was right but after that...I realized all he wanted was power over everyone, he didn't care who he hurt to get it either."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>June 08, 2012, 04:11:47 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sounds like a real pig." Sky frowned, looking down at the scar. "I hate people like him. Men who do what they want just because they can. They disgust me. I'm glad you're okay though... well here I mean. So that's what has been eating away at you?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>June 08, 2012, 04:14:22 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"When I thought he was dead...when I saw what we thought was his body after the attack...I could bury it, never have to think about what he did to me again. When you guys came back and told me he was alive it brought it all back up again. Agents are told never to do something out of revenge but it feels like if I don't kill him myself I'll never be rid of the nightmares about him."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>June 18, 2012, 06:32:29 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				((Sorry it took me so long to respond, I was busy with a dance recital.))<br><br>Skylar shrugged as she stood to her feet. "It's not revenge if it's justified. He is a danger to everyone, and if you just so happen to be there first then by all means, kill that bastard. I most certainly wouldn't blame you. I'm just a little bummed that you have first dibs." She shrugged again and smiled. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>June 18, 2012, 06:37:42 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"First dibs?" Petra asked, raising an eyebrow. "As long as this conversation never finds its way to anyone else I don't care. I think its time we get going though, I think our kits loaded already." She nodded to the centre of the runway, where soldiers and pilots were gathering, Morrison indicating to them to come over and join them.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>June 18, 2012, 06:50:50 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You can count on me." Sky said, walking in the direction of Morrison and the other soldiers. "It's about time we got this party started. How much longer do you think until they call us into action?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>June 18, 2012, 07:02:06 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We can't be completely sure," Morrison replied. "Best guess is 15 minutes. These are the rest of our strike team and our pilots, thought you guys should have a chance to get to know each other before we start shooting. If any of you have questions about what we're about to do ask them now cos we won't get another chance."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>June 18, 2012, 07:05:57 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well technically speaking, you can ask your question at any time. However, you might not get an answer later." She winked at him with a smile as if to say, 'Top that why don't you'. She crossed her arms and shifted her weight so that she was standing mostly on her left leg.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>June 19, 2012, 02:07:18 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Very funny," Morrison said to Skylar with a smirk. "Petra, can you make sure these boys and girls behave? I want a word with Skylar before we leave." He took Skylar's hand and took her towards where the dorms were. "Just in case one of us doesn't make it back from this I wanted to do this." He pulled her into a kiss, not caring whether anyone else could see as he held her in his arms.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>June 22, 2012, 11:05:22 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Skylar couldn't help but to smile as she wrapped her arms around his neck and returned the kiss. "You know, I'm having a deja vu moment right now. Didn't you say that the last time we got into trouble?" She raised an eye brow with a small laugh. "Well, I'll give you points for effort." She laughed again before kissing him again, finally pulling away with a smirk. "Save the other half for later when we return from kicking some ass."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>June 23, 2012, 02:13:05 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I just wanted to be sure, if we didn't make it out of this, that I had managed to share at least one last kiss with you," he said, laughing. As he turned to walk back to the others he planted a cheeky slap on her ass. "I don't know if anyone ever told you but you look great in uniform."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>June 24, 2012, 01:35:58 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well if you keep talking like that, then you really will die. You know that... Right?" Sky rolled her eyes with a laugh and a shake of the head. However, when he slapped her ass a small squeak pushed past her lips. "Oh my God! You are so childish." She burst into laughter as she playfully rammed shoulders with him. "And no... Nobody has before and neither are you. This isn't standard uniform, this is just me dressing up for the occasion. You don't honestly think I would wear that color for such an important event do you?" She made a silly face at Petra before laughing again. "But thanks for the compliment any way."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>June 24, 2012, 01:50:21 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, you're welcome to wear it again when we get back," he said with a smirk. He suddenly saw that the crews had suddenly got busy again. "Okay, I'm guessing something is hapening," he said seeing the fighter pilots heading to their planes. "Just one last kiss for good luck," he said, pulling her into a kiss which he held for as long as possible.<br><br>"I hate to break the happy couple up," Petra said with a laugh, "but we've got a five minute warning for take-off so we'd better get on the planes."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>June 26, 2012, 09:03:05 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Skylar nodded, her face suddenly falling to a more serious look. Being a Gemini had it's perks. It made it alot easier for her to switch in between 'fun mode' and 'mission mode'. "Is there anything else that needs to be done before we take off? Better to be safe to double check than to be sorry later."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>June 27, 2012, 03:06:05 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Nope, we're all set to go," Petra replied. "We just need to get on the planes and take off when the call comes in." Morrison took her hand, leading her to one of the three transport planes they had been left as the last of the fighter pilots climbed into their planes. Most of the soldiers on the plane were unfamiliar but Turk was stood talking to the pilots and nodded in their direction, smiling.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>June 27, 2012, 02:46:01 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The minute she stepped up onto the transport plane, Skylar felt a blanket of unease fall over her head. It wasn't nerves, for when she got nervous she got pumped up and hyper, but it was deffinately something. She took a seat and withdrew her knife, placing the tip of the blade on the palm of her hand, and began to twirl it around. When Turk smiled at them, she looked up but failed to return the smile, instead she looked back down at the knife and concentrated on the glint of silver.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>June 27, 2012, 02:52:25 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Petra was the last to climb on board, one of the ground crew sliding the plane's door shut once she was inside, the internal lighting turning on. She holstered her pistol, sitting down and indicating two free seats next to her.<br><br>"Come on you two lovebirds," she said with a smirk. "You need to be sat down during takeoff, it can get a bit rough in planes like this."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>June 27, 2012, 03:09:54 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sky didn't say anything, but took the seat next to Petra anyway. She knew it would be smart to return the small knife to its sheath before taking off, but she made no move to do so. Keeping her eye on the blade she began to hum softly, listening to the notes fill her ears.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>June 27, 2012, 03:27:01 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Here we go," Morrison said as the sound of the engines bursting into life became audible. The fighter planes took off ahead of them as the plane took off rather bumpily into the air. "You two stick with me," Morrison said to Skylar and Petra. "Hopefully we'll act as each other's lucky charms," he said, trying to lighten the mood, the other soldiers with grim looks on their faces.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>June 27, 2012, 03:35:54 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As the plane hit turbulence, it got a little more bumpy than Sky had anticipated. One of the bumps caused her to drag the knife down her palm, wincing as she did so. With a sigh she sheathed the knife and stared at the long cut across her left palm. She laughed to herself as she dragged her tongue across the wound, the taste of metal filling her mouth. "So much for lucky charms." She shrugged as she closed her wounded hand into a fist.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>June 27, 2012, 04:18:12 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Luckily for you I bought some bandages," Petra said with a laugh. She took Skylar's hand, pulling the bandages from her jacket and wrapping it around the wound. "We need to make sure Rajkovic is ours to deal with," she said, leaning close to Skylar so only she could hear. "Which means losing Morrison and Turk at some point."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>June 27, 2012, 04:44:09 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sky nodded, though only slight enough for Petra to see. "Leave that part to me. I'm sure I can think of something." She replied under her breath, staring at the white bandaging with a smile. "But we have to be quick... Push our way off of the plane first and make a break for better cover." She added finally looking up at Petra.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>June 27, 2012, 04:55:44 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No," she replied. "For one thing that'll make them too suspicious, plus that place is a rabbit warren. We don't have the first idea where to look for him. I have a way of finding him though, just leave locating him to me, you sort out shaking our bodyguards."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>June 27, 2012, 04:58:19 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I don't know about you, but me leaving the plane isn't as suspicious as you would think. But alright.... I just hope you don't mind doing a bit of acting yourself when it comes time to ditch them."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>June 27, 2012, 05:12:46 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She was about to answer when Turk signalled from the front of the plane where he was talking to a grizzled looking middle-aged man in a rather worn-looking French Foreign Legion uniform.<br><br>"Damn," Morrison said, "I thought that guy was dead. You should go speak to him Skylar, he's a bit of a legend and...I think he has a connection to you. His name's Phillipe, he doesn't bite I promise."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>June 27, 2012, 05:18:01 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I have no idea what you are talking about but whatever." She said as she stood and walked up to the front of the plane. "What's up Turk? Morrison said I should come up and talk to you guys. You're Phillipe right?" She asked, turning an eye to the man.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>June 27, 2012, 05:31:46 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Phillipe, meet Skylar, one of Morrison's squad. "Skylar, meet Phillipe De Mernier. You might not recognise his name but you fought alongside his brother and...well, I'll let him explain."<br><br>"Turk is right," Phillipe said. He reached into his uniform and pulled out a family photo of him and a younger man who looked quite similar to him. "My brother Mathieu was one of your pilots on the mission your team was wiped out in. I was told I should take comfort from the fact it was his helicopter the bomb exploded in so he would have died instantly. As for our connection, I owe my life to your mother. My mother was very ill while she was pregnant with me, she collapsed in the middle of the cafe she had gone for lunch in but by chance your mother was there. But for her quick thinking my mother told me it is unlikely she, or I, would be here today."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>June 27, 2012, 05:41:04 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"He was a good pilot. I purposely rode on the chopper he was flying because he knew how to fly it smoother than anyone else I knew." She paused a moment, her mind playing back to the sight of the burning metal. Shaking her head, she smiled. "And knowing my mother, she probably had her eye on your mother since the moment she walked into the room. She has always been so good about that. It was like she could sense disaster just far enough in advance that she could be there to help, especially when children were involved. I think that's why she went into the medical field in the maternity department. I sure wish I could talk to her right now." She sighed as she balanced herself just as another bump hit. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>June 27, 2012, 05:49:11 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"When we get out of this I'd like to meet her," Phillipe said with a smile. "She gave my mother a photo of her the last time she saw her, I keep it on me whenever I'm going into battle because I like to think of it as my lucky charm. Its how I recognised you, you could almost be the spitting image of her."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>June 27, 2012, 05:54:32 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You have no idea how many times I have heard that." She laughed before nodding. "Yeah sure. I'll give her a call when we get back and tell her that I'm bringing home a guest for dinner." She laughed at the thought of her mom on the other end of the line talking to a girl she had thought to be dead. "She makes a rocking meat lasagna." She added, her mouth watering at the mere mention of her mother's cooking.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>June 27, 2012, 05:57:34 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"The weird thing is that's one of my favourite foods," Phillipe replied with a laugh. There was a sudden bang from outside, causing Turk to jump up and head to the cockpit.<br><br>"We're almost at the target," he said, returning to the main part of the plane. "Best get your guns ready guys, looks like there's a LOT of hostiles on the ground."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>June 27, 2012, 06:01:32 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Were there supposed to be?" Sky asked looking at Turk before returning to Phillipe. "See you at dinner I suppose." She smiled before running back down the plane to return to Petra's side. "Ready to go?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>June 27, 2012, 06:06:22 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yep," Petra replied, making sure she had loaded a fresh clip into her pistol as the other soldiers gripped their rifles tightly.<br><br>"We were expecting soldiers," Morrison said, feeling the plane coming into land. "Guess we should've known Rajkovic wouldn't leave the ground above his base unguarded, he's too smart a guy to do that."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>June 27, 2012, 06:11:18 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I guess I just wasn't expecting so many. It's kind of like saying, 'Hey guys look over here... I have guys to protect my secret base.' I just don't think it's all that smart." She said with a shrug. "Oh well. Who's ready to go kick some serious ass?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>June 27, 2012, 06:13:52 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm ready when you are," Turk said as he and the other soldiers amassed near the door, leaving a path clear for Morrison, Petra and Skylar.<br><br>"There are two more planes who need to land," Morrison said to the small force. "I need you to secure this landing site for them. Once everyone's landed, THEN we head for the buildings."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>June 27, 2012, 06:29:23 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Understood." Sky nodded, pulling out her gun and gripping it tightly. She rolled her neck, listening to the joints pop. "Secure landing site then attack. Easy enough... I guess." She sighed, her blood already beginning to pump faster.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>June 27, 2012, 06:34:15 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As the plane landed with a bump one of the men nearest the door threw it open, the soldiers jumping out and starting to fire. The planes that had gone ahead of them had already taken a toll but there were still enough to lay down a hail of fire as the plane took off, the other two planes approaching rapidly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>June 27, 2012, 06:43:08 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sky hopped down but instead of firing immediately she veered off to the side so that she had a clearer shot of the enemy. She shot methodically, watching as each target began to fall one by one. Biting her lip to the point that it bled, Skylar disappeared into a zone not easily broken as she shot bullet after bullet into the crowd of enemies.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>June 27, 2012, 06:45:27 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"They're retreating," one of the soldiers said triumphantly as the enemy seemed to vanish towards the farmhouse.<br><br>"No they aren't," Petra replied. "They know we're going to have to blast our way into those buildings, they've got the upper hand."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>June 27, 2012, 06:53:54 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"The cowards need a door to hide behind... How sad." She mocked them as she fired a few more shots before looking at Petra. "So, what's the plan?" She asked, looking at the building that seemed to suck the enemy from the field.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>June 27, 2012, 06:56:57 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Taz," Morrison said to a female soldier about Skylar's age but with bright pink hair visible beneath her helmet. "Rig that door with explosives, we'll provide you with covering fire." They moved across the battlefield towards the building, glad to see there was little or not resistance left outside the bunker. "Something tells me not everyone is making it out of this," Morrison said to Skylar and Petra, trying to avoid the other soldiers hearing what he was saying at that moment.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>June 27, 2012, 07:00:26 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"All that matters is that we win." Sky replied bluntly looking at Petra again. "Isn't that right?" She asked as she stretched and yawned. "I hate this place. It makes me uneasy." She added under her breath as she looked at the farmhouse.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>June 28, 2012, 02:39:57 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It's what's under the farmhouse that should worry you more," Petra said with a slight laugh. "We have no idea what's wating for us down there unlike the defenders."<br><br>"Get down," Taz said, diving behind the wall the other soldierswere wating before moments before the C4 she had planted on the door ripped through it.&nbsp; "I think its time for us to make our grand entrance."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>July 03, 2012, 05:18:45 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It's about time. I was starting to get bored." Skylar held back a yawn with toothy grin, though the grin held more wickedness than she had intended. Her muscles tensed in preparation for the battle, adrenaline pumping through her veins, her entire body excited for the hunt. For the kill. "Y'all ready for this?"<br><br>((I'm going to hold off responding to our other one for the time being. I want to get back into the groove of things first, and just until I feel a&nbsp; little better. Shouldn't be too long, I hope. :P))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>July 03, 2012, 05:24:48 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ready when you are," Morrison replied with a smile. They headed through the door, finding an empty room but a set of stairs that led down through a dark trapdoor. "We split into two teams," Morrison said. "Me and Turk will go left, Skylar, you and Petra take your team right. Hopefully we can catch them in a pincer movement."<br><br>(aww, okay. try not to be too long, looking forward to that RP&nbsp; :P)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>July 03, 2012, 05:44:07 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Good enough for me." Sky shrugged as she looked at Petra. "Alright guys, this way. We're going to take these bastards down, and when we get back... Captain Morrison will treat you to drinks." She laughed as she veered right, eyes scanning as far as she could see.<br><br>((I'm going to see if it's just a messed up sleeping pattern. I need to reset myself and then maybe I will feel better. I hope that does the trick.))
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>July 03, 2012, 05:51:24 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Pierre, come with us," Petra said with a quick smile. "I figure he has as much reason to hate Rajkovic as we do considering what happened to his brother," Petra whispered to Skylar. "I think we're safer having him helping us than any of the other captains." Morrison's team went down first, Petra and Skylar's team following after a few moments. They found themselves in a huge, metallic-lined corridor that disappeared in both directions. "Luckily I have Yuchi and Tal on call who have a map of this place on the computer, hopefully they can use it to point us in the right direction."<br><br>(yeah, screwy sleeping patterns don't really help with many thing)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>July 05, 2012, 12:49:09 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Should we chance telling Pierre about our plans or hope he catches on in enough time to be useful?" Sky responded, her eyes shifting to look at the Captain before returning to Petra. "I'm glad we have all these resources, don't get me wrong... But we need to hurry before another team finds out where he is hiding before we do." She added, pushing on ahead for a few paces.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>July 05, 2012, 12:59:23 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Can you do us a favour?" Tal said through the comlink. "We have tracker tags on all our soldiers in there, Izzy's commando team could do with some help, they've got caught in one of the corridors a couple of floors below you and seperated from everyone else."<br><br>"Tell them we're on our way," Petra replied. "We need a detour to help Izzy, she's got herself into difficulty by the sounds of it. Lots of villains to shoot at least," she said with a smirk.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>July 05, 2012, 01:07:48 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Alrighty then, let's move out guys! We've got target practice with Izzy's team." Sky called, slinging her gun over her shoulder as she pulled out her knife. "I don't want to hear one remark about bringing a knife to a gun fight... Do you understand me Petra?" Sky smiled before shifting her stance slightly. "I can run a little faster if I don't have to worry about sticking with you guys. Meet you there?" She asked, though not really waiting for reply before she shot down the hall. She ran on the balls of her feet, giving her a faster reaction time when it came down to any enemies she didn't see right away.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>July 05, 2012, 02:20:32 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Izzy and five of her squad were ducked behind two piles of rubble they were using as cover, occasionally firing over the top or around it at soldiers shrouded in the smoke from explosions. "Damnit, where are they?" Izzy asked under her breath, wincing slightly as one of the soldiers attempted to bandage her wounded arm. The fate of the other five was unclear, there were no corpses in the immediate vicinity of the firefight.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>July 05, 2012, 02:35:22 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				((Ok, two things... One... I found our song :P I was going through some tv show soundtracks and found one that described this RP perfectly.... So here it is. :) Hope you like it. Rise - Origa (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WqhDFYSlj0U#)&nbsp; Thing number two... is more like a question but that's not the point... How interested are you in the whole NCIS stuff with a mix of fantasy thrown in? Because I am planning on joining a new RP with that description. Lol. If you are willing to take on another RP then check it out please. I think it might be a lot of fun. http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=145129.msg6542245#new (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=145129.msg6542245#new) :) ))<br><br>Skylar clenched her teeth together as she rounded the corner and became enveloped in smoke. Coughing she frantically looked around, finally spotting Izzy and rushing over to her. "You alright? Petra and the rest of our team are on their way, I ran ahead to see if I could help. What do you think? I bet you ten bucks I can run from here to there and come back alive. What do you say?" Sky grinned as she shifted her eyes down the hall to where she could hear foot steps reshuffling around.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>July 05, 2012, 03:03:12 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'll be fine," she said with a laugh as Petra, Pierre and the others appeared around the corner. Pierre took out of the men returning fire with one shot, evidently the smoke posing no problem to his eyesight. "They've got a load of troops down that way," Izzy said. "They've evidently got something there they don't want us to find, I don't know what though."<br><br>(song is good lol. I like NCIS as a show, not sure I'd be much good at an NCIS roleplay though haha)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>July 05, 2012, 03:09:11 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				((Lol, you are talking to someone who has never seen NCIS in their life. Lol.))<br><br>"Secrets huh? Well why don't we go find out what it is they are hiding from us." Skylar said as she reached into her pocket and withdrew a small jelly-like ball. "Whose up for a little disco lighting? Sorry, I forgot to bring the music." She smiled as she clicked it on and rolled it out, the ball lighting up and shifting colors, each of the colors catching on the smoke to create a wall of changing colors. "Do you have any idea how long I have been waiting to do that?" She laughed before slinging her gun back over into her hands. "Lock and load baby." She joked before hopping over the rubble and rushing out into the smoke. She closed her eyes and listened, firing where she heard the rustle of clothing or the catching of somebody's breath.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>July 05, 2012, 03:30:14 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We should probably go after her," Petra said, the others following with lights on top of their guns. The room was empty of any living hostiles but at the far end was a hug door. Izzy walked over to the keypad next to it, swearing as she discovered the door didn't budge. "Tal, we need help," Petra said. "We've run into an obstacle, you know any secret codes for this base?"<br><br>( :P don't we have an RP already anyway lol?)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>July 05, 2012, 03:46:31 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Aaaaw, that wasn't hard at all." Sky complained as she then turned her eyes to the key pad. "Well... That might be." She added as she stretched her ams above her head. "Why can't passwords ever be easy? You know '12345' or '54321'... Seriously?" She growled under her breath as she waited for Tal's answer.<br><br>((Yusss, yes we do.))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>July 05, 2012, 03:52:28 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm working on it," Yuchi replied. "I didn't design the security for that room, someone else did. Whatever's in there they REALLY don't want you guys finding."<br><br>"Why does that make me think whatever it is is something very bad?" Petra asked. "No-one uses this level of security for their secret stash of comfort food."<br><br>(no that I'm pushing you to post in the other RP until you're ready)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>July 05, 2012, 03:58:41 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				((I already feel a bit better after the reset... so I think that I should be back to normal by tomorrow or the next day. :D Makes me happy.))<br><br>"Hell, I don't even think Banks have that level of security. Doesn't it make you excited?" Sky shrugged, looking at the door with interest. She walked over to the door and cupped her hands around her ear before placing it against the cool door. Kicking it with her toe, she grimaced and pulled away. "I would have suggested possibly blowing the door in, but the material that they used is too thick.... We don't have enough fire power to blow this down." She sighed, kicking the door again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>July 05, 2012, 04:50:37 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Guys, you need to be careful," Tal said. "I know there's one thing Firebrand has they'd use that level of security for. I'd advise not opening that door."<br><br>"I don't understand," Petra said. "What do you mean?"<br><br>"I don't have time to explain," Tal replied. "But the door to that room is wired to a huge bomb. You open that door and the wall will come down round your heads."<br><br>(glad to hear it, don't know about you but I'm looking forward to properly starting the other RP&nbsp; :-) )
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>July 05, 2012, 05:27:42 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You have got to be kidding me... It's exactly like that big red button people tell you never to push." Skylar's face dropped into a pout as she turned her back on the door. "And every one knows that once you tell somebody that they can't push the button... The button gets pushed. Tal, are you sure that there isn't anything else that they could have put behind that door?"<br><br>((I'm excited, that's for sure.))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>July 05, 2012, 05:37:41 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Izzy, is the logo on that datapad a silver and gold dragon?" Tal asked.<br><br>"Yeah," she replied. "Never seen that logo before though, doesn't look like anything Firebrand."<br><br>"That's because it isn't Firebrand," Tal continued. "I don't have time to explain, especially considering I think I've located the big bad. There's a war room pretty much directly below where you're stood."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>July 05, 2012, 05:49:45 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Tal, just explain it on the way. And if you'd please, the short version of the story." Sky added, looking around for a way down a level but not seeing one jump out at her. "Ok... Am I just blind or is this one of those war rooms with secret entrances?" She asked with a frustrated sigh.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>July 05, 2012, 05:58:59 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Not that I can see," Tal replied. "Only one way in and out of that room, there is a way to bypass the majority of the troops on that level. There's a fire escape, you should be able to see the door where you are. That gets you a matter off feet from the room and the others are keeping the guards busy so you should be able to get in there in no time at all."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>July 05, 2012, 07:12:22 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Kinda figured it would be one way in, one way out. Isn't that how it usually goes in the movies? Whatever, Petra you lead and I'll cover you." Sky sighed as she shifted her stance again, to a more defensive posture.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>July 06, 2012, 02:44:49 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Pierre, Izzy, you two cover our backs," Petra said. "Just cos this corridor is empty now it doesn't mean we won't have more company at some point." They nodded as she headed down the stairs. She stopped as she reached the door, scanning the corridor ahead of them. "There's five guards out there, Izzy, I think this is your area of expertise." Izzy grinned, ducking into the corridor. "We need to figure out what we do when we find Rajkovic," Petra whispered to Skylar. "We'll have to take these guys with us, odds are he has a sizable bodyguard and I don't fancy fighting them alone."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>July 06, 2012, 12:09:19 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Why not just let them enter the room first? While everyone is fighting the bodygaurds, we make our way straight to Rajkovic. However, that won't work out so well if the guy has lost his mind and thinks he is a god. In that case, instead of having a lot of guards... He won't have any. I'm hoping for the former." Sky replied, eyes glued to the corridor.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>July 06, 2012, 12:14:15 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Or the worse case scenario: he's not here at all and he's leading us on a wild goose chase through this base," she said. There was a sharp whistle from the corridor. Izzy was stood in the middle of the corridor, a short knife in one hand and a customised pistol in the other. "Me and Izzy had the same mentor," she said to Pierre and Skylar as they came out into the corridor, an impressed look on Pierre's face as he saw the five guards dead on the floor, Izzy seemingly unharmed. "That's how I knew she could dispose of those guards with the minimum of effort."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>July 06, 2012, 12:19:54 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Skylar scowled jokingly. "I bet you that I can do that with my eyes closed." She turned to Izzy and shot one of her famous silly faces at her. "Nah, I'm just kidding. I have my own skills so I don't need yours." She laughed before stretching out her back, the joints along her spine popping as she did.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>July 06, 2012, 12:24:05 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well if you're so skilful you can open the war room door," Izzy said with a smirk, throwing a dogtag to Skylar. "Before he died I managed to...'persuade' one of the guards to tell me its the ID codes on those tags they use to open and close doors in this place."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>July 11, 2012, 10:23:57 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Forget you, Izzy." Sky said as she stuck her tongue out at her comrade. "I would have been able to get the same information as you did had I been the one to go out there... You just got to them first, that's all." She pouted playfully, her bottom lip protruding out as she sniffed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>July 12, 2012, 03:19:26 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Fine," Pierre said with a sigh, taking the dogtags from Skylar. "I'll get this door open then."He walked over to the keypad at the door and started entering the code.<br><br>"You might want to hurry up," Petra said with a surprising level of calm. "I have a feeling we won't be alone in this corridor for ever."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>July 12, 2012, 11:28:40 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We have people who can track our movements, who can see if we are in trouble and need back up. Stands to reason that they would have the same set up for their men as well. If my prediction is correct, we have five minutes.... If not five then maybe ten if we are lucky. However, I highly doubt that it will take ten minutes to open a door." Sky raised an eyebrow as she shifted her eyes down the hall, as if expecting somebody to suddenly appear.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>July 12, 2012, 11:32:10 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Done it," Pierre said with a smile, a hissing sound as the door opening causing all the soldiers to grab their guns, aware they had no idea what was waiting for them beyond the door. A hail of bullets came out of the room, causing the soldiers to dive out of the way and beigin returning fire.<br><br>"I can deal with this," Izzy said, grabbing a grenade from her belt. "I left this one for last on the assumption we might need to clear a room at some point." She threw the grenade through the door, the resulting explosion filling the corridor and the room beyond with smoke.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>July 12, 2012, 11:54:16 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Skylar grimaced as she pulled the collar of her shirt up over her nose. "Smoke... The one thing in this universe that I am allergic to, and you throw it into the very room in which I need to be. Thanks Izzy." She growled under her breath, as she tried not to laugh at her own pettiness. She opened her mouth to say something but the smoke that had filled the corridor forced its way in instead, causing her to choke and her eyes to water.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>July 12, 2012, 12:00:00 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, no-one's shooting at us," Petra said. "I hope that's a good thing." She signalled the others to follow her, approaching the open doorway slowly. She knew one of Izzy's squad had goggles adapted for this kind of situation. "Munroe," she said to the man nearest her. "Are you seeing anything in there."<br><br>"Its clear," he said with a grimace. "Well, clear of any living soldiers anyway. Unless there's another way out of the room though it doesn't look like there were that many people here."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>July 12, 2012, 12:10:24 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm a little bit disappointed." Sky managed to choke out after her coughing fit had ceased. "Remind me to shut my big mouth the next time we use a smoke grenade." She added as she wiped her eyes with the back of her sleeve. "What about Rajkovic? Is he in there?" She asked, poking her head around trying to see though she knew she wouldn't be able to.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>July 12, 2012, 12:14:37 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It doesn't make sense," Pierre said. "All this security for a base without any of their leaders in it. Why would they-"<br><br>"Fuck," Petra suddenly said under her breath. "Tal, get on the radio the other teams and order an immediate retreat. They saw us coming, Rajkovic was never in here to start with."<br><br>"Which means that room above you is a trap," Tal replied with a grimace. "Get out of there by the quickest route possible, me and Yuchi will try and figure how long you have to escape. You should be fine as long as you're not inside the base."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>July 12, 2012, 12:31:58 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"What is our quickest route out?" Skylar asked, eyes scanning the hall around them. "Wouldn't we be stopped by any of the remaining soldiers? It's not like we can just start running." She added, a serious grimace weighing down her face.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>July 12, 2012, 12:38:13 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Follow me," Tom said as he appeared around a corner, Izzy's brother's SAS unit in his wake but her brother noticeably missing a fact that left Izzy visibly upset. "I'm sorry," he said. "I'll explain what happened when we're clear. We have a prisoner though, one of their bosses was here, my old SEAL buddy."<br><br>"We'll have time for a debriefing later," Petra said as Pierre picked Izzy up, aware she would struggle to walk in the state she was in. "Show us the way." They headed down the corridor towards a tunnel entrance where their forces were all escaping through "We'll find Rajkovic," she whispered to Skylar. "He can't escape us forever."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>July 12, 2012, 12:43:34 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"He can't live forever. Even if he manages to escape us for the rest of his life, something will kill him eventually." Sky sighed as she picked up her pace. Her chest tightened suddenly forcing her to stop running and to fall into a second coughing fit. In between coughs, she was noticeably gasping for air. "What... The.... HELL!" She growled as she staggered to the wall and out of the way of the others.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>July 12, 2012, 12:47:54 pm</strong>
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				A medic who was seeing to one of the injured soldiers threw Petra a respirator he had in his medical kit, Petra putting it to Skylar's mouth.<br><br>"C'mon," Petra said to her. "You can lean on me, there shouldn't be any smoke in the tunnels."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>July 12, 2012, 12:56:23 pm</strong>
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				Feeling light headed, Sky wrapped her arm around Petra's shoulders to keep herself from falling over. "This is what happens when you lie to the doctor... Word of the wise... Don't lie to doctors." She smirked as she took a deep breath from the respirator. "Listen to me carefully, Petra. I have a serious allergy to smoke... I didn't mean to breath it in, I should have known better. Anyway, the respirator isn't going to work for long. Last time something like this happened I was rushed to the hospital because my entire air way shut down on me... And that was a barbecue. Just promise me that if I get to be too much that you will drop me?" She asked as she tilted her head back in order to suck in as much air as she could.<br><br>((God... you know how much research I'm doing on that? lols.))
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				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>July 12, 2012, 01:02:45 pm</strong>
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				"You'll be fine," she said as they climbed through the tunnel, glad to see a stretcher waiting for them. "Morrison, you take her up to the surface, I'll make sure everyone's clear. Don't worry, I'll be right behind you," she said with a smirk at the look of worry on his face, before putting her hand in his. "You need to worry about her, plus I think there's something you need to tell her."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>July 12, 2012, 01:07:34 pm</strong>
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				Sky clenched her eyes shut, her chest tightening painfully. She turned her head to look at Petra then Morrison, confused by their words. "What? What's going on?" She asked as she fought a third coughing fit. "I'm sorry, you did say you had something to tell me right?" She asked, wrapping her arms around Morrison tightly for support.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>July 12, 2012, 01:14:18 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh for god's sake," Petra said with a laugh as she saw Morrison blushing bright red. "He's in love with you Skylar, he admitted it to me and was trying to pluck up the courage. Now get going."<br><br>He pciked her up in his arms, deciding to carry her himself and leave the stretcher for one of the worst injuries. "We don't have far to go," he said after a few minutes, trying to hide the fact he was limping from a piece of shrapnel in his leg, determined to carry her to safety. "Petra's right...sorry, I should've told you myself."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>July 12, 2012, 01:23:03 pm</strong>
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				"Idiot." She stated softly, eyes drifting down to his leg. "I'm too heavy, you are going to hurt-" She coughed forcefully a few times, her hand covering her mouth. However, when she pulled back her hand was dyed crimson. She quickly closed her fist so that Morrison didn't see the blood in her hand. "I appreciate it Morrison, but I don't know if you're my type." She teased, resting her head on his shoulder and closing her eyes. "I don't blame you for not having the courage to say so sooner. My sexy body is often intimidating." She laughed, but the sound was no existant, just the shaking of her shoulders.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>July 12, 2012, 01:27:11 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"You'll be fine," he said as they reached the tunnel entrance where two helicopters were waiting. He led her over to one of the medics who took her. "I'll wait for Petra to come through, I'll see you back at base." He was finding it harder to disguise the limp but he tried not to show it.<br><br>(you're not gonna kill her surely?&nbsp; :P)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>July 12, 2012, 05:37:58 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				((Kill? Surely not... Just do what I do best, cause a bit of drama.&nbsp; &gt;:) A friend of mine wanted me to create different illnesses that could be used in some of our personal RPs... I'm merely test driving one of them.&nbsp; I'm not sure if the solution would work in real life but for all intents and purposes, it makes for a great conversation starter, don't you think? Lols. :P))<br><br>"Hurry back... And be careful! I don't want another scratch on you, do you understand me!" She called out before turning to the medic to explain her problem. She hadn't even gotten one word out before she doubled over coughing blood into her hands, losing her balance and toppling over. The medic caught her, confused by the events. It didn't appear that she had any physical injuries and all he could do was hand her a towel and a respirator. After calming down slightly, Skylar was able to choke out a few words to the medic. The words 'tub' and 'water'.<br><br>((Would you like it to be a surprise or would you like to know the juicy details of this... whatever you call it... ahead of time? Lols, your choice.))
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>July 12, 2012, 05:43:53 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Don't worry, we'll sort it out when we're back at base," he said, taking her to the nearby helicopter where Pierre had an arm around Izzy who was showing visible signs of shock. "Do you need painkillers?" the medic aske Skylar as the helicopter took off.&nbsp; Below them police were surrounding the base.<br><br>(I may as well have some warning about what's coming lol)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>July 12, 2012, 05:59:17 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				((Alright, well basically her body is rejecting the smoke... I guess that would be the best way to phrase it for it to make sense. When she breathes in a certain amount of smoke, weither it be from cigarrettes, camp fire, house fire, grenade, ect... If she breathes in enough, her body begins to shut down starting with her air way like an allergic reaction. The inside layer of her lungs begins to break down causing her to cough up blood. Then her throat swells and closes and she can't breath so she would pass out from lack of oxygen... You can open her air way but for as long as the smoke remains in her lungs her state will deteriorate. The most fun way I could think of fixing the problem is to essentially drown her. Fill her lungs with water by having her breathe it in... Hence the tub and water. :P&nbsp; Of course it needs to be closely monitered otherwise the cause of death would be drowning. Get the picture?&nbsp; Lols, not too complicated right? Lols.))<br><br>Sky shook her head no to the pain killers before tilting her head back in order to open her throat some. "They wouldn't do me any good." She grimaced and clutched at her chest, in a futile attempt to relieve the burning feeling. Her eyes shifted to Pierre and Izzy, trying to focus on something. "How... Is... She?" Her words were forced but she managed to spit them out between breaths.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>July 12, 2012, 06:04:01 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Her arm will be fine," Pierre replied. "Its only a relatively mild gash. The shock at what happened to her brother...she's not said a word since we got on the helicopter, Morrison wouldn't tell me what happened down there. Most people got out of there though as far as we can tell."<br><br>(ah, okay. but you're not trying to kill her?&nbsp; :P)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>July 12, 2012, 06:09:31 pm</strong>
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				((Lols, no. There is absolutely no fun in dying that way... If my character is going to die, it is going to be in a heroic way... or in her sleep after her 102 birthday. Lols :))<br><br>"Interesting." Sky breathed, running all of the possible outcomes through her head. "Morrison had a nasty gash on his leg..." She trailed off as she lay back and closed her eyes. "How long until we get back to base?" She asked, her eyes still closed.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>July 12, 2012, 06:13:12 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Not sure," he replied. "Can't be much more than 10 minutes though. I need medical attention as it is." He moved the hand he hadn't placed round Izzy to reveal a bloodstain on his uniform from a gunshot wound in his lower abdomen. "You were so worried about Izzy I didn't want to add to the hassle, one of the stray bullets those guards were firing caught me as I was getting out of the way."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>July 12, 2012, 06:22:47 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sky slapped away the medic's hand with a growl, looking over at Pierre. "Lower abdomen... Missed vital organs, top priority... Stop the bleeding and wait for the Doc to take the bullet out if it's still in there. You're the luckiest of us all." She sighed, wiping a drop of blood from the corner of her mouth.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>July 12, 2012, 06:26:28 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Dunno about that," Pierre replied. "Morrison's hurt worse than he's letting on, I'm sure of it. I think if he hadn't been so worried about you he'd have probably got his injuries seen to." He winced slightly as the medic set about bandaging the wound. "I'm beginning to think I should've stuck with the Foreign Legion, less chance of getting shot there," he said with a laugh.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>July 12, 2012, 06:33:01 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"My mom is so going to kill me when I get home. Not only did I let her think I was dead but I also got sick on duty.... I hope Morrison is alright. He shouldn't have strained himself carrying me. I would have been fine.... That idiot." She growled to herself as her breathing began to speed up some, her vision blurring as it did so. "What was he thinking?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>July 12, 2012, 06:37:24 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I wish I could answer that question," Pierre asked as they landed at the base, some of the soldiers helping Pierre and Izzy out of the plane. The medic from before took Skylar to just about the only hot tub on the entire base, putting her in and keeping a close eye on her. The rest of the survivors had returned, including Petra and Morrison.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>July 13, 2012, 12:56:22 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sky sucked in the warm air, sinking in the hot water. She sunk down until the water was just below her nose, closing her eyes before dunking all the way under. The water rushed up her nose as she held her breath, clenching her hands into fists as she breathed in the water. Immediately she shot up above the water, coughing and spitting out water. With a growl, Sky dropped back under the water pushing herself down so that she couldn't jump out as quickly. She winced as the hot water filled her air way and washed out her lungs. Finally she allowed herself to come back to the surface coughing up the water she had inhaled. This process was repeated sevral times before she stepped out, still fully clothed and looking like a drowned rat.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>July 13, 2012, 01:03:05 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Petra appeared, bruised and looking a little the worse for wear but largely uninjured. She was carrying a bundle of clean clothes.<br><br>"Here, borrowed these from one of the other soldiers. There's a debriefing in the war room and I thought you'd want to be part of it."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>July 16, 2012, 02:57:04 pm</strong>
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				((Ack, I'm sorry. Computer issues and I'm trying to catch up with everything... and this week has been a total mess for the technology in my house.&nbsp; -_-))<br><br>"Thanks." She said as she changed. Sky sneezed quite a few times, still trying to expell the left over water. Grabbing a towel, the girl began working on her hair as she walked. "Another debriefing? Not even a moment of rest, huh..." She grumbled, mostly to herself. "This sucks... Why couldn't the bastard just be there?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>July 16, 2012, 03:02:54 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I don't know," Petra said with a shrug. "Apparentely Tal's offered to tell us what was in that room that made him order an evacuation. I have a worrying feeling I know what it is though. I saw it when I was in Italy many years ago and it wasn't a good thing then either."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>July 16, 2012, 03:09:56 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well isn't that just great." Sky's complaint was punctuated with a sneeze, the young soldier sniffing and rubbing her nose like a child. "As I said... This sucks."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>July 16, 2012, 03:18:33 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				They entered the war room, where Tom and a soldier they didn't recognise but was dressed in a Raven Squad uniform where in deep conversation, Pierre was sat looking distracted and Morrison was sat with his chest heavily bandaged. He patted a chair next to him.<br><br>"I'm glad you're alright," he said to Skylar. "I wouldn't let them treat me till I was sure you were okay."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>July 16, 2012, 10:57:56 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"You really are an idiot, Morrison. If you keep that up, there is a possibility that next time you will die waiting around for me to be alright." Sky growled with a concerned glare. She felt like punching him but instead she turned her attention back to the towel and her hair. "Honestly... And how did you know that I was alright? I haven't seen you since the chopper took off from the death trap."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>July 17, 2012, 02:49:03 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"It's called asking the right people the right questions," he said with a slight laugh. He took her hand and kissed it lightly. "I'm sorry, I'll be more careful next time. I'm afraid to say this but remember Rochelle, the girl you metin the mess hall? She's...not in a good way, when this meeting is over I'll take you to see her if you want."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>July 17, 2012, 06:40:19 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"You had better be." Sky pouted, crossing her arms across her chest. However, at the mention of Rochelle's name Sky poked her head up, her posture changing drastically. "Yeah I remember... She was a good sparring partner, had some serious skill when it came to close hand to hand. And that is alot coming from me... Don't tell her I said that, by the way. Deffinately, I want to go see her." She added, almost as an after thought.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>July 17, 2012, 06:45:49 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"What happened to her?" Petra asked, concern clear on her face as she watched Tom and the Raven soldier still talking.<br><br>"They got cut off from the main commando force," Morrison replied. "They made it back but within sight of Tom and the others one of the guards got a lucky shot off, caught her dangerously close to her spinal cord. Sounds like she was unconscious before she even hit the floor. Dirk there is here because the commander of Raven Squad is by her side in sickbay, he and Rochelle were...well, doubt I need to give you the details."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>July 17, 2012, 07:05:14 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"She is lucky it didn't sever her spinal chord... But I take it that she isn't out of the woods yet? Being that close to the spinal chord... It had to have nicked something major depending on how high or low the shot landed." Sky recited as she stared off into space, resting her chin on her palm. "Ah well. No use worry over it while we still have work to do. That chick is strong, I'm sure she will pull through and recover well." She added, sitting up with a sniff. Sky wasn't sure if she meant the words to be reassuring to the others or as a wish for herself.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>July 18, 2012, 01:15:08 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I hope so," Morrison said, gripping her hand. He wouldn't admit it but he was more worried about Skylar than Rochelle. At that moment Tal reopened the room, a large file full of papers in his hands, heading over to where Yuchi was sat working on his laptop. "looks like we might be here a while, I forgot to go get myself a coffee first," Morrison said with a laugh, trying to lighten the mood a little.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>July 18, 2012, 07:29:55 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Great..." Sky growled, sighing with exasperation as she burried her face in her arms. "Damn son of a bitch blows up a helicopter full of my comrades and won't sit still long enough for me to put a bullet between his eyes. Face me like a man you damn coward." She mumbled to herself, growling into the fabric covering her arm.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>July 19, 2012, 02:26:51 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"We'll get him," Petra replied. "He can't run forever, I think he's pissed off too many of us to get out of this alive at this point." Her attention was suddenly caught by what appeared on the screen. The logo they had seen in the base was on one side of the screen, but on the other was a dark-haired, fearsome-looking young woman. "Is it just me or was she at that party at Snake's house?" she asked. "I'm sure I've seen her before."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>July 19, 2012, 05:12:17 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sky looked up, scanning the face. "Yeah... I can't quite place her though. We weren't at the party all that long before we left with Yuchi and Izzy." She added, narrowing her eyes in concentration. "Eeeh, I give up... Somebody just tell me."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>July 19, 2012, 05:32:37 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"If you're ready," Tal said, talking loudly to interrupt the conversations around the room. "You're probably wondering who this beautiful young woman is and what she has to do with her Firebrand buddies or indeed our mysterious logo from the base. Well, they're connected, Petra recognised it to a point, I recognised it instantly. But first I need to give you a history lesson. Tell me what you guys know about the Manhattan Project."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>July 19, 2012, 05:38:11 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Manhattan Project? I personally haven't any experience with it, but before this whole thing went down... I overheard it in a conversation between two of my superiors." Sky said aloud, taking her eyes off the picture to glance at Tom for an answer.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>July 19, 2012, 05:47:33 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Manhattan Project was what created the atomic bomb," Rick said. "Sorry, I had a great uncle who worked on it, he used to talk about his work a lot. I'm amazed the CIA never came after him for giving away official secrets. What does that have to do with Firebrand though?"<br><br>"The official story of Manhattan leaves out a piece of information even the President was never told about," Yuchi replied. "There was another team on the project designing another weapon. If you know where to look you'll find reference to something called 'The Midas Bomb'."<br><br>"Sounds like something out of a crappy 50s b-movie," Rick said with a laugh before a glare from Tom silenced him. "What is it?"<br><br>"It's what was in that room above the war room...or we have good reason to believe was anyway," Tal continued. "Midas bombs were never designed to explode. They release gamma radiation, insane levels of it. It won't kill you instantly but anyone for about a mile around is going to get a dose that, with enough exposure, will prove fatal. The perfect terrorist weapon, by the time the target dies the terrorist is long gone and it's near impossible to trace them."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>July 19, 2012, 06:00:15 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Pretty convenient. So why wasn't the president told about it? Shouldn't something like that have been reported immediately upon completion in order to modify it for military use?" Sky asked, changing her posture to one slightly more alert and attentive.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>July 19, 2012, 06:12:41 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Because the Midas bomb was written off as a useful weapon," Tal replied. "It cost too much and was too fiddly to activate without staying in its proximity and risking it killing the guy who delivered the weapon. As far as the CIA are concerned the two prototypes were destroyed shortly after Nagasaki and all the paperwork about them was burnt."<br><br>"So how do Firebrand have a working Midas in their posession?" Tom asked.<br><br>"Because the Project had been infiltrated," Tal replied, changing the image on the screen to a black and white image of a heavily scarred middle aged man. "Massimo Venturelli, his brother was an Italian immigrant who worked for the CIA. By chance they were twins, Massimo was in the US for two days during which time a copy of the Midas blueprints went missing. Venturelli worked for the same crime family Rajkovic's old Mafia pal was the heir to. Three guesses who the current head of that crime family and recently announced fiancee of Snake's kid brother is?" he asked, bringing the girl's picture up.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>July 20, 2012, 11:59:51 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"It's still something that could have stayed on the record... Something to look for in the future when technology has become advanced enough for us to make it work properly." Sky mumbled under her breath, eyes going up to the screen. "Well atleast the guy has good taste... She is actually kind of pretty." She laughed to herself, processing all of the information she had recieved.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>July 20, 2012, 12:04:34 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"So what?" Rick asked. "They've used the bomb-"<br><br>"That's the problem," Tal said, interrupting him. "We didn't know they even had one 12 hours ago, we can't risk assuming the bomb in that base is the only one they have."<br><br>"Plus we think we know their next target," Yuchi said. "One that's potentially far more devastating than a strike on the UN, especially because few people realise the meeting is occuring."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>July 20, 2012, 07:27:34 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well I'm going to take a guess and say that their next target is a meeting between some really important people?" Sky shrugged, still clueless. "U.S. President? Vice President.... Everyone to do with the White Houes? World Leaders? Mix of both? Oh for the love of God, just spit it out already. I want to know whose ass I'm going to have to save." She sniffed in annoyance.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>July 21, 2012, 02:11:55 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"The CIA, MI6 or quite possibly both will probably kill us when they realise we discovered this," Tal said with a laugh. "But there's a secret meeting of world leaders in two days time, it's not even been hinted at to the world press. Its occuring on an island in the Arctic circle called Svalbard. If they could irradiate everyone in that room you can only imagine the chaos it would cause."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>July 21, 2012, 10:02:19 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Assassination at a secret meeting in the Arctic... That would cause a bunch of panic. However, that's the problem with secret meetings. Nobody knows that you are going to be there so if something happens, the world falls into panic... Nobody is supposed to no about it, so security won't be as tight as it probably should. Easier to break into... Secrecy gets you killed." Sky spoke as she sat back in her chair, relaxing as much as she possibly could.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>July 21, 2012, 11:02:52 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Plus we have to assume they still have infiltrators within...certainly the CIA and MI6, we can't be sure the others haven't been either," Tom said. "They'd only need a mole in one of them to know the meeting was occuring and a perfect way to deliver the bomb. Yuchi showed me before you arrived that there were plans for it to be delivered in a suitcase, people wouldn't realise it until it was too late."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>July 21, 2012, 11:11:28 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sucks majoryly for them... So what are we going to do about it. It's not like we can just waltz in there and say 'Hey everyone. There a special kind of bomb no one has ever heard about... Somebody wants to use it to kill you'.... Can we?" She countered, thinking of all of the ways that situation would play out, and none of them pleasant.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>July 21, 2012, 11:16:26 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Not while being absolutely sure the plan will work," Tom replied. "If we're going to do this we're going to have to do this as an undercover mission. We need to indetify and take out whoever's carrying that bomb before they get a chance to trigger it, which means we need people who can take out targets easily. Rochelle is in no state to do it and....I'm not sure I want to be asking Izzy to do it right now, I'm not sure she's ready to go out in the field until she's recovered."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>July 23, 2012, 02:05:28 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Without hesitation Sky raised her hand up into the air. "I'll do it." She stated calmly and clearly, refusing to look at Morrison. "While I may not have as much experience as Rochelle or Izzy, I am still fully capable of following out such a mission." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>July 23, 2012, 02:34:45 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Someone should go with her," Morrison said before falling silent, blushing as he realised it sounded like he didn't trust her ability.<br><br>"You're right," Tom said, seemingly sensing how uncomfortable he felt. "If Rajkovic is smart he won't send one assassin alone, he'll have a back-up plan. We don't need a full commando unit, just enough to deal with any eventuality."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>July 23, 2012, 03:00:48 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She sighed, understanding Morrison's concern. "Well I hope you didn't think you were going." Sky raised an eyebrow at him. "You have some pretty nasty scrapes that need to heal as well." She added, then looking to Tom. "Who did you have in mind?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>July 23, 2012, 03:14:06 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Morrison and Petra are the only other two options," Tal replied. "I'm sorry Tom," he said, seeing the annoyed look he got, "but its true. Of our five best agents three are in this room, one is fighting for her life in sickbay and the other is in no emotional state for the battlefield right now. We don't have a whole lot of options."<br><br>"What about Moira?" Morrison asked. "Our Irish double agent from Firebrand, or even Tyler. As far as I know they're both alive and ready to roll."<br><br>"Well, since Skylar is going to have to go on this mission she should get to choose," Tom said.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>July 23, 2012, 03:19:28 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'll take Petra. I don't know any one else, and I already know I can trust my life to her." She smiled at Petra expectantly. "You know you want to." She prodded with a slight laugh.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>July 23, 2012, 03:30:43 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We'll just have to find out who our target is," Petra said. "Preferably before we get there."<br><br>"Well we have a list of Firebrand agents," Yuchi said. "You, me and Tal may as well compare it to the list of attendees while Skylar goes to check up on Rochelle. If she doesn't mind I mean."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>July 23, 2012, 03:40:10 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Not at all. I had plans to run down there anyway." Sky said with a shrug. "Petra, come get me when they're done comparing. I'll see you soon." She smiled, pushing her chair back before heading for the door. "Anything I should know before I get there?" She added hesitantly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>July 23, 2012, 03:46:47 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Not that I know of," Morrison replied, taking her hand in his.&nbsp; "I'll go with you, think Rochelle could do with all the support she could get right now." He was thinking to himself he wanted to ask Skylar something as well but he knew it could wait till after they had been to sickbay.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>July 23, 2012, 03:52:28 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Okay then... Let's go." She said, pushing out the door. "Something the matter, you're a bit tense." She noted, squeezing his hand slightly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>July 23, 2012, 04:09:23 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Huh?" he said, confused for a moment. "Oh...no, it can wait. Its nothing urgent, certainly not compared to this." When they arrived at the sickbay it was largely empty, other than its one seemingly permanent occupant and in one corner of the room Rochelle's bed. Her lover had evidently decided to take a break so she was left alone. A quick glance didn't seem to reveal any injuries but she was wired to various machines. "She's in a medically induced coma," Morrison said as they approached. "She'd probably be unconscious anyway but they can't decide what to do next till they know for sure if they can take the bullet out."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>July 24, 2012, 05:38:48 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sky stepped up beside the bed, looking down at her with sad eyes. "They would have to be fully prepared for anything in order to remove that. It would be a long and dangerous procedure, that's for sure. Preparation for any and every possible outcome would be necessary." She sighed, leaning her back against the wall. "I just can't wait until I have that bastard cornered, where I can wrap my fingers around his neck and watch as the life was slowly drained out of him." She hissed as her eyes closed and a wicked smile crossed her features. "However, death would be too easy for him. So I won't." She sighed, regaining her composure.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>July 24, 2012, 05:45:33 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"She's the only one of the wounded not up and about," one of the nurses said, walking over. "They don't want to say it to Ray but they're worried even if she wakes up she may never walk again. He's in the worst state though, he had something planned."<br><br>"Oh no," Morrison said, seeing the ring box sat on the cabinet by the bed. "No wonder he's been sat by her bed so much since they got back, I had no idea."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>July 24, 2012, 05:54:44 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sky followed his gaze to the box, stepping over to it and opening it. "It's gorgeous, there is no way she would refuse." She sighed, setting the box down. "That's gotta be rough. But she is strong, and whether or not she walks again shouldn't matter. As long as she wakes up again." She shrugged with a slight smile. "You'll pull through, because I haven't had my rematch yet."<br><br>Stretching out her back, Sky turned her eyes to Morrison. "Well this is depressing. Come on, cheer me up some so I'm not down while on my mission." She smiled, retaking his hand.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>July 24, 2012, 05:59:01 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You're right," he said. "Tell Roy he only needs to give me a shout if he needs someone to talk to," he said to the nurse before leading Skylar outside. What he had witnessed just before, and knowing the danger she was faced he took both her hands and looked into her eyes. "What would you say if I asked you to marry me?" he asked, blushing slightly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>July 24, 2012, 06:05:14 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I would say you were out of your mind, but then again. I would be out of my own for saying yes." She looked up at him with large eyes. "Why, were you planning on asking me?" Sky caught herself blushing this time.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>July 24, 2012, 06:12:54 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I was thinking of asking you," he said with a slightly nervous laugh. "But if you think its a daft idea don't worry. I'm getting too ahead of myself." He winced slightly, his wound from earlier was still painful and the painkillers had evidently finally worn off at the worst possible moment.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>July 24, 2012, 06:19:50 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Who cares about daft? I mean, who knows. Marriage might be fun." She winked, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him. "Try asking me properly when I get back, though." She smiled and rested her head on his shoulder.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>July 24, 2012, 06:26:34 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"But what if..." he said, stopping. "No you're rightit can wait." Seeing Rochelle in such a bad way had shaken him up and he wasn't sure he wanted to wait, but he was worried that if he rushed into it she would say no. He let out a sigh, unsure what to do.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>July 24, 2012, 06:40:19 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				This time it was Sky's turn. She pulled his head down and kissed him gently, but didn't let up for a long time. When she pulled away she was gasping for air. "Just calm down. Everything will work out just fine." She promised, intertwining her fingers with his.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>July 24, 2012, 06:44:03 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I want to go with you," he said. "Not that I don't trust Petra to look after you but I'll be sat worrying about you the entire time you're away and that's the last thing these guys need." He kissed her deeply himself, holding her close in his arms. "I can't bear to let you go, cheesy I know."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>July 24, 2012, 06:48:38 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Not cheesy, sweet. But I'd be in more danger if you came with me because I would be worrying about you the entire time. You're injured and you need to rest." She sighed, moving her mouth in time with his. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>July 24, 2012, 06:56:04 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Petra, in the tunnel...." he said, pausing. "She was right. I've never felt this way about anyone else. You may be shocked to hear this but I don't really go around proposing to every girl I meet," he said, laughing at the absurdity of the statement but glad it lightened the mood slightly."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>July 24, 2012, 07:02:04 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh yes, I'm quite shocked to hear that." Sky's voice was full of light sarcasm. "I would never have guessed." She laughed, snuggling close to him for as long as she could before she had to leave.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>July 25, 2012, 02:15:22 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You know we don't have to go yet," he said, laughing at her enthusiasm. "The meeting isn't for for two days so if we go to Svalbard now you'll be sat in the freezing cold for hours and its not like you'll have any hunky men to snuggle up to," he said, a cheeky grin crossing his face.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>July 25, 2012, 04:49:09 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sky shrugged. "Two days is nothing. So much to do and never enough hours on the clock, isn't that how it usually is?" She sighed, punching his arm. "It's not like I have any here either." She teased, pulling away and walking down the hall.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>July 25, 2012, 05:13:55 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well what are we going to do while we wait," he said, gripping her hand tighter. "I could do with something to eat in all honesty, feels like an age since I last ate something." He felt slightly embarrassed as his stomach rumbled loudly. "I could REALLY use some food it seems."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>July 25, 2012, 07:07:16 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, out of the many choices you have offered it seems my choice is... Food." Sky laughed, moving down the hallway. "What do want to eat?" She asked, cracking her neck as she walked.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>July 26, 2012, 02:39:49 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Why don't you choose?" he asked. "I'll eat near enough anything so you're unlikely to pick something I can't eat." When they walked into the mess hall there were several soldiers sat around the tables, few of whom were not carrying an injury. In one corner were sat Pierre and Izzy, who still looked shaken but was at least chatting to the Frenchman. He nodded and smiled when he saw them enter.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>July 28, 2012, 12:53:35 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Soup... I deffinately could go for some mushroom soup." Sky said, her eyes glazing as drool collected at the corners of her mouth. Shaking her head she came back to reality, waving slightly at the Frenchman. "I still want that soup." She added, eyeing the kitchen.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>July 28, 2012, 02:10:36 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Why don't you go and grab a seat?" Morrison asked, kissing her lightly on the lips. "I'll be as quick as possible but if it's this busy it might take a bit of time," he said with a laugh. He finally let go of her hand and headed over towards the bar, glad to see that it was relatively free of people at that moment.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>July 29, 2012, 06:38:16 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sky smiled before jogging over to the table where she had seen a few of the others. "How are you guys holding up?" She asked, sliding into an empty seat. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>July 29, 2012, 06:43:14 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Been better," said the red-headed soldier who had rescued her from the safe-house. He had an eye-patch over one eye and an arm in a sling. "Then again considering the state Rochelle is in I should probably be glad this is all the injury I received." He was sat by himself, a half-eaten lasanga in front of him and a glass of water he hadn't touched yet. "How are you doing?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>July 29, 2012, 06:55:23 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sky shrugged. "Just trying to relax as much as I can before heading back out." She replied quietly, eyes scanning the line for Morrison. "Alright, so maybe I'm trying to get him to relax before I'm sent out again... Because I know that he will spend ever moment worrying about me." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>July 29, 2012, 07:05:32 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"He cares about you," the man replied. "I'd give anything for someone who felt about me like that. I'm Rory by the way," he said, offering his good hand. "Sorry I hadn't introduced myself before. Here comes morrison anyway," he said, smiling as he saw Morrison approaching with a tray piled high with plates. "Think he could do with some help."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>July 29, 2012, 07:14:06 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sky laughed as she pushed up from the table and rushed over to his side. "If you're not careful with that, you might end up starting Food War III." She said, grabbing a few things and placing them safely down on the flat surface.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>July 30, 2012, 02:12:03 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Thanks," he said with a laugh as he walked over to the table. "Hey again Rory, glad to see you weren't too badly hurt." He sat down after putting a can of lemonade on the table. "Sorry, needed a bit of energy after all the rushing around of the last day or two," he said with a smile.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>August 03, 2012, 02:33:00 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No problem. Can't have you making a mess, now can I?" Sky said with a smirk, looking at the can of lemonade. "Don't we all?" She asked, opening the can and taking a large gulp of the substance before handing it back with a wink.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>August 03, 2012, 03:25:28 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"If anyone else had just done that I'd be more pissed off," he said, sitting down at last. "How are you guys holding up Rory?" Morrison asked. "I don't know whether anyone told you Skylar but Raven squad were Tom's first every military unit when he set this whole thing up."<br><br>"We've not all been there since the start," Rory replied with a slight laugh. "Me and Rochelle joined at almost the same time about five years ago. I could tell you a few interesting stories about our early days if you want to hear them."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>August 04, 2012, 02:16:21 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sky stuck her tongue out at Morrison before turning to Rory. "I'm always up for a good story." She shrugged, taking her food and taking a large bite of the soup. "A lot can happen in five years, let's see how good your story telling skills are." Sky laughed, taking yet another bite of her food.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>August 04, 2012, 02:33:13 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well Tom got us from two seperate units," Rory replied. "I was part of one of the US's best black ops units but we were caught in a trap, seems Firebrand were tipped off about the target we were going to strike at. We got out okay but when I got back Tom approached me. He said he believed the US military had been compromised and was forming a militia force to respond to any potential coup. Apparentely he'd been studying my CV and wanted me for his force. I actually thought I was crazy for agreeing at the time but I haven't regretted it since."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>August 06, 2012, 02:00:20 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That's the spirit of a true warrior." Sky said around a bite of food. She pointed her spoon at Rory, eyes locking with his. "Charging forward without a second thought, never looking back and never regretting past decisions." She said as if it were important news that he should know. "I wish I could be a little more like that." She said, dipping the spoon back into her soup.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>August 06, 2012, 02:10:26 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You're lucky," Rory said with a laugh. "When you're a secret agent you normally only have to worry about one guy trying to kill you. If you're black ops, SEALs or a commando you're lucky if there's anyone during the mission NOT trying to kill you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>August 06, 2012, 02:16:40 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Can't argue with that." She said with a smile. "I'm starting to realize that little fact the longer I'm in this place." Sky laughed, downing the last of her soup. "I've almost died more times than I can count since joining this little party."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>August 06, 2012, 02:48:58 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Just be thankful you're still relatively unharmed," Rory replied with a smile. "You've probably not met old Redeye. Well, I should say Captain Tom Hawkins, one of the fighter pilots who was guarding your plane during the mission, been blind in one eye after an explosion a decade ago and yet he's still one of the best pilots I've ever met."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>August 19, 2012, 02:49:12 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				((Omg I just realized that I hadn't posted for this.&nbsp; :'( Now I feel like a bad person.))<br><br>"Yeah, I guess so. I still have all of my limbs, though I'm not so sure I can say the same about me sanity." The girl laughed and sighed. She folded her arms on the table and lowered her head into them. "Don't mind me. Imma take a nap now."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>August 19, 2012, 03:36:56 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Don't fall asleep here," Morrison said with a laugh. "If you want to sleep I'll take you to one of the dorms. Most of the soldiers are going to be busy so they won't be disturbing you. As long as we're not being anti-social doing that," he said, glad to see the others shook their heads at the question.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>August 20, 2012, 06:45:06 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sky was silent for a few moments, just breathing in and out while her mind processed the words spoken to her. Then with a groan, which she had meant to be an 'alright', she pushed herself up from the table. Her balance wavered but she regained it immediately before shuffling towards the doors.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>August 20, 2012, 06:53:02 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He put an arm around her, helping her towards the door as a soldier entered, mouthing 'Tom needs to see you urgently." Morrison simply nodded a reply, helping her to the dorm and helping her into bed, handing her a walkie-talkie.<br><br>"I need to go see Tom," he said to her. "If you need me for any reason this is set to the frequency of my walkie-talkie already, just give me a buzz and I'll reply." He leant over and kissed her forehead. "I love you so much," he said before slipping out of the room quietly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>August 22, 2012, 03:08:15 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She curled under the sheets gratefully, wrapping her fingers around the walkie-talkie. "Will do." She breathed, her eyes drifting shut before she even lay her head down on the pillow. She fell into a cold darkness before she floated into light again.<br><br>She was dreaming about home, everything that made her love her childhood. Everything that made life worth it. She saw the faces of those she went to school with, friends she would meet at the pool. But then a man dressed in uniform appeared. Immediately the faces of those she knew fell, and the tears started falling. <em>No look! I'm right here, I'm alive!</em> She called out but realized she hadn't made a sound....
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>August 22, 2012, 04:58:12 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Wake up, you're having a nightmare," Morrison said, shaking her awake a few hours later. "Plus I think you'll want to hear what Tom just told me, don't worry, it's all good news for once."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Animegurl5</strong> on <strong>August 24, 2012, 12:07:31 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sky flew up to a sitting position, the world turning white and the room began spinning. "Uuuuhn." She groaned, falling back to the pillow. "Don't let me do that again." She hissed, placing a hand over her eyes as if it were going to help her out any. "Good news? That's rare, let's hear."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Betrayed...but by who</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Jenn</strong> on <strong>August 24, 2012, 02:03:49 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"They think they've ID'd your targets on the boat," he said. "We're even fairly sure we know where on the boat you'l find them so its almost time to get going, assuming you're ready I mean." He put an arm around her and kissed her lightly on the lips.
			</dd>
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