(EX) Hellfire & Brimstone 2208 (DPDS)
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				Title: <strong>(EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (DPDS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dragoondawg25</strong> on <strong>14-05-2008, 05:07:35</strong>
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				Time: 2208<br><br>Place: London England<br><br>Story Thus Far:<br>200 years ago.........Year 2008<br><br>*Plays Live Action News Theme as a TV broadcaster appears on the screen which seems afflicted with static and buzz* "This is our late breaking news of the hour, hello everybody I am Bill Howards, our top story today, After the months of seasonal heat waves taking its toll the millions around the world, as well as the occasional quake springing up from all around the planet, this news station receives word that sightings of giant sized craters have popped up around the globe.&nbsp; Sources say that voices of sheer terror, anguish, maniacal laughter, and pain can be heard echoing from within the large holes during the nightly hours.&nbsp; Reports have been coming in of acts of murder with extreme disregard for human life, acts of rape, as well as arson and battery thou positive IDs of the perps have gone unanswered or unresolved. <br>&nbsp;Local authorities in all countries are baffled by the increase in crime and murder within their cities.&nbsp; Government military intelligence suggests that secret nuclear weapons have been unleashed by a secret organization bent on creating mass chaos to cover their plans for world domination.&nbsp; Thou satellite imagery has yet to pick up any known cause of the destruction and chaos reigning supreme outside our door steps one thing can be certain, that our government is right in the mix working day and night to solve the problem.&nbsp; We take you now to our live broadcast outside of London England where Tom Laughlin is live with our broadcast team overlooking tunnel workers working with scientists are trying to excavate one of the crater sights for more information on the cause of the incidents, Tom?.........<br><br>*The screen buzzes a bit before shifting a slightly static display and then clearing up as the man with the microphone and a poorly dressed suit babbles on about recent events.* “What we are witnessing here Bill is human technology at work as men and women both work day and night digging out those that have fallen into the crater as well as the local brain trusts working to solve the mystery of the mysterious openings.&nbsp; We can only assume that these gigantic bowels were caused by some sort of new weapon of mass destruction being tested upon the lives of innocent people.”&nbsp; <br>*The screen gets more and more static and fuzzy as the reporter edges past security guards towards the crater before all you can hear is the voice of the reporter as he speaks* The guards have given me room to give you a clear view of the crater as you see here men and women are…….<br>*The rush and rumble can be felt as well as heard with the millions of screams echoing from the TV set thou the reporters comes in the loudest*&nbsp; My god! They are everywhere, killing everything *panting heard* please take shelter immediately, run for your lives and bar up the doors quickly before…..ARRRRRRRRRRRGGGGH!!!! * His screams die out to the millions now screaming in terror as bouts of laughter both dark and maniacal echo into the ears of the TV set before the signal is lost as well as the power around the world………..Transmission Ended<br>Present Time…..<br><br>The transmission of the beginning of the end is one of the landmarks of human societies greatest downfalls, soon after the massacre in London and around the world, militarys from all countries band together to fight as a united front against the horrific onslaught before them, but they were too little too late.&nbsp; Now humans are scattered and few remain willing to fight for the cause of freedom, as our lands, our homes are being taken from us by a sinister evil as old as time itself.&nbsp; We at the Department of Paranormal Defense and Security (The DPDS) are dedicated to ridding the world of this ancient terror one city at a time.&nbsp; We are the few the proud but we are also the abnormal according to the norms (aka humans) that we work alongside and with in our struggle to take back what is ours.&nbsp; Some of us are gifted with powers beyond imagination, while others are cursed with visage that reminds them of their passage into this world.&nbsp; We stand together with the norms in our fight to win back the light from the darkness. They are the things that go bump in the night, and we are the ones that stand up and bump back, we are the Hellfire Brigade.<br><br>The citadel of the Department of Paranormal Defense &amp; Security stands out against the carnage and wreckage of the world around it.&nbsp; The citadel's stone walls that have stood erect for centuries, grimly looking back at the world around it with fierce determination that her foundations will not fall under the influence of the evil that resonates across the land.&nbsp; Within the hallowed halls of this great structure, men and women alike strive towards a common goal of ridding the world of the menace that has plagued their world for so so long.&nbsp; Researchers both of Norm aka Human origin and those of the more supernatural combine their efforts in creating weapons and solutions that will lead to the freedom of all mankind.&nbsp; For even as we speak there are those trapped within the Outworld, the land which was once called Earth to the humans who are alive to remember it, struggling to survive another day and another onslaught by the ravenous army of the Abyss that seeks to shatter humankind for its own pleasures and luxuries.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The DPDS as placed aside a special taskforce bent on pushing back the Army of the Abyss and particularly the special agents of the Abyss known as the Brood.&nbsp; This taskforce is comprised of men, women, and monsters with special powers that set them apart from the rest of their kind, these phenomenal misfit freedom fighters known as the Hellfire Brigade, and they are Earth's and Mankind's last hope for survival.&nbsp; &nbsp;The Citadel is the HQ for the Hellfire Brigade but it is also the place where they can fuel up before battle, rest, as well as grab the gear and transportation they need for their upcoming missions.&nbsp; <br><br><br><br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>14-05-2008, 05:40:06</strong>
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				Frankie walked along the corridors of the Department of Paranormal Defense and Security headquarters, watching as workers installed the last of the computer displays and data relays into the building.&nbsp; The Secretary of Defense walked along with him, balking at Frankie's recommendation to transfer the entire US military budget to the DPDS.&nbsp; "The time to play with toys has ended, Mr. Secretary, the last administration already privatized the US nuclear arsenal, and our country is dangerously behind in any areas of paranormal research at all.&nbsp; Our only hope is to contribute to the international effort and hope to God that will be enough."<br><br>Frankie picked up his hellfire brigade beret, looking into the skull and barbed wire insignia on the hat, chuckling a bit as he walked into the chambers that would serve as the barracks for the hellfire brigade, the last hope for humanity.&nbsp; Frankie crossed over the threshold, and into a new era...
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				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>14-05-2008, 06:21:59</strong>
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				Alexander was sitting on a lounging chair, thinking about nothing in particular. Alexander Devanno. Bio organic soldier created by this nifty little organization. He was impressed with their work as always, but he had nagging thoughts about his creation and being sent here. He missed his sister. His eyes caught someone walking into the barracks... he was another of the soldiers here he was sure. He stood, wearing his Military uniform, a white soldiers lounging cloths, and he walked to the man that had just entered. "You must be another of the squad. Nice to meet you. Im Alexander." he said lightly, outstretching his hand to the new face in his time here.
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				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>14-05-2008, 06:39:13</strong>
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				Frankie smiled and shook his head, extending an undead appendage to the bio soldier.&nbsp; The world had changed a lot, and he was still quite unused to being greeted without screams of terror, or at least a wrinkle of the face in distaste.&nbsp; Leather fasteners pulled his face into a fair approximation of a smile, bony, chipped teeth, yellowed with age showing as he greeted the soldier.&nbsp; "You're the one with the magic death rays aren't you?&nbsp; Amazing what they do with technology these days."&nbsp; Frankie shook the soldier's hand gingerly, still holding him in an uncomfortably firm grip as he did so.
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				Post by: <strong>Myrnodyn</strong> on <strong>14-05-2008, 21:10:36</strong>
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				In came Gerrard. 6 feet and 2 inches high, his muscular frame briefly blocked the doorway before he moved on. He frowned lightly as he saw DPDS veteran Frankie crushing the hand of someone who apparently hadn't met him yet. He shrugged lightly before seating himself in one of the chairs, wich protested through ferocious creaking but held his weight. He took up a magazine someone left on the table and started to read it, Pointedly ignoring the other people in the room.
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				Post by: <strong>jisko888</strong> on <strong>16-05-2008, 07:44:44</strong>
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				The sound of screeching tires could likely be heard throughout the complex as Kyle navigated his vehicle to a screeching stop in the maintenance garage. "Damn, these new scout buggies sure are sweet. Best toys government money can buy." He swung the armored door open, stepping out of the vehicle and looking around. Everywhere he looked, techs were busy installing new equipment, or fine tuning the latest shipment of vehicles. He stretched, a faint mechanical sound could be heard when he did so. The augmented servos in his joints were working perfectly. Taking a moment to sign the log noting that he'd brought the vehicle back, he headed to the stairwell to the upper levels. The new commander was supposed to be getting here today, and he wanted to see if what he'd heard were true.
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				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>18-05-2008, 02:49:27</strong>
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				Frankie turned to a large viewscreen in the Hellfire Brigade briefing area, bringing up a 3D view of the European continent, or at least what was left of it.&nbsp; He winced at the memory of being repeatedly hacked apart by cthonian monsters to buy enough time to launch the spy satellite.&nbsp; Yet, the data was now available, and the brigade was ready to be reinforced to accomplish missions.&nbsp; On a smaller display, Frankie absently called up the blueprints for the XRM-15 Skyranger, a VTOL troop transport capable of travel at supersonic speeds.&nbsp; Developed by a consortium of Japanese and German aircraft companies, it was the workhorse of the DPDS arsenal, even if it lacked any air to air weaponry.<br><br>Noting an unusual energy signature coming from the former site of London, Frankie traced out a red line from the base, planning on ordering a pair of skyrangers to the vicinity to check on the situation.&nbsp; Unusual energy flares were quite normal these days, yet the London event was a lot bigger than the usual spike.&nbsp; Perhaps the enemies of humanity had unearthed yet another ancient horror, perhaps they had simply switched on an old fusion reactor, either way, humanity needed to know.&nbsp; Frankie sighed as he went over the rest of the intelligence, noting with alarm the increasing numbers of UFOs being detected by the few remaining functional radar installations.&nbsp; Frankie resolved to bring up development of a new air superiority fighter at the next UN general assembly meeting, or at least get that damned weather control spell perfected.
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				Post by: <strong>Boaldeir</strong> on <strong>19-05-2008, 00:40:14</strong>
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				Large eyes the color of stormy december skies could be seen behind a clash of sleek ebony hair that seemed to do nothing for her pale skin except make her look even more 'dead' to the world, the name Ghost suited her if not for her abilities then simply for her appearance. Her black hair only came to her shoulder on the left side of her face and attempted to conceal her vision while the right side of her hair was just barely long enough to spike if she really wanted to. She stood at a short 155 centimeters and was almost as small as a child if it wasn't for the deep hourglass like curves that her body held, some had compared her to a woman trapped in a childs body in the past, she wasn't to fond of that observation. <br><br>Ghost was clad in tan cargo pants that were a size to big and were only held up by her large hips as well as a light version of forest green tank top that acted almost as a belly shirt on her, it was the price to pay when you were poor and wore the hand-me-downs of your older siblings. A pair of black leather boots hid themselfs under the cuffs of her pants while a grungy and torn napsack hung at her side. The only part of her appearance that held any value was the katana strapped to her back, its sheath alone was adorned with gold accents amoungst black leather, at the very tip of it held her grandfathers initials in gold as well.<br><br>Taking a deep breath Ghost finally reached for the handle of the doors, it was her first day joining the hellsfire brigade and damn she was nervous, butterflies the size of asia were flapping in her stomach as she slipped in through a large enough gap to fit only herself. Taking a few steps in her large eyes scanned the room she had entered before she called out in her thick german accent that didn't seem to match her size "Hallo? Ist jemand hier?" she paused then almost laughed at herself, the sound was sweet and as rich as chocolate "My apologies. Is Someone here?" she called out in english the second time though her german accent still quite clear. Ghost swung her napsack slightly to better settle it upon her shoulders as she waited hopefully for a response, her hair swinging defiantly into her line of vision as she tried to continue looking around.
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				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>19-05-2008, 01:07:41</strong>
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				Alex smiled at the man that took his hand. <em>Magic death beams huh? heh, thats a new one.</em> he muttered in his thoughts as he parted company with them. Wanting to walk around a bit. He was still new here, and wanted to see the place for himself. It was an interesting place to be sure. He was half amazed as he walked through the halls, his rifle on his back. Compared to most here he was a normal foot soldier, though he had his moments. After walking for a short time he heard a womans voice. Though first he didnt understand her. He listened again and it was coming from the entrance of the Barracks.<br><br>He walked and saw another woman that was carrying a knapsack. She looked to be another soldier for the hellfire brigade. "Hello there." he said happily, slinging the rifle around his back fully, and he stepped in front of her. "Welcome. you must be another of the brigade." he said happily, holding his hand out to the woman. "My name is Alexander. Soldier of the Hellfire Brigade."
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				Post by: <strong>Dragoondawg25</strong> on <strong>20-05-2008, 04:02:10</strong>
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				The sounds of static and circuitry would fill the room as an ambient glow would digitize the leader of the Department before the group gathered.&nbsp; The image would shift slightly and buzz a little as the hologram schematics still were not perfect.&nbsp; The image of a well dressed hard nosed General in his navy blue uniform and hat with a well cut beard, trimmed hairline, and a patch over his right eye would look over the group before announcing in a confident and demanding tone.&nbsp; "Good Morning Hellfire Brigade, I am your Commander in Chief, General Philmore Frag and I will be your core supervisor upon your mission briefings.&nbsp; Now soldiers I trust that you have all become acquainted with one another?&nbsp; If not too bad, our first mission right out of the gate is to help secure the outer lying areas around the Cidital."&nbsp; <br><br>He would say as he looked to the group with a scowl as a map would come up similar to the one that Frankie was looking over a few moments ago.&nbsp; As the image spoke the map would begin marking off the locations that the Brigade would need to visit and secure "I want you to divide up into teams of two or three and cover these areas, there have been reports of disturbances both Norm, and Monster like within the area.&nbsp; Once you have secured the area of these disturbances, set up a parameter to ensure against these salvation areas coming under attack from enemy forces."&nbsp; <br><br>The general would say to them as he went on "The weaponry you will need for this mission is in the Master of Arms room located in the sub basement, yes Kyle they have some new toys for you to Augment into your artillery there as well.&nbsp; The transports will be ready in hanger 3 for your departure, any questions?!"&nbsp; The image would ask looking at them all.
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				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>20-05-2008, 04:49:16</strong>
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				Frankie raised his hand to the flickering image of the commander.&nbsp; "Will we be receiving any support from the Marines or light armored vehicles, or are we going in alone?"&nbsp; He asked, his larger eye straining a bit against the static filled image.&nbsp; <em>Must be broadcasting from the behemoth again</em> Frankie mused.&nbsp; More and more people were beginning to think that the solar powered sky fortress was humanity's last hope.&nbsp; Of course, a single saboteur would have to throw a wrench into the behemoth's engines to send that hope crashing down to earth.&nbsp; Either the behemoth or one of the remaining nuclear submarines.&nbsp; They were less safe, but the ancients had shown a complete lack of ability in tracking them down, cutting one's risks to the massive sea monsters prowling the face of the deep in recent years.<br><br>As Frankie endured the transmission delay, he started considering which artifact he'd be taking to fight the brood with this time.&nbsp; The masamune seemed a bit too flashy for a mission like this, and he was tired of carrying the torch of the statue of liberty like his own personal cross.&nbsp; The Secretary of state wouldn't be particularly happy, but America was nothing more than a name now anyway.&nbsp; He briefly considered showing the world the REAL lunar lander, before finally settling on Nikolai Tesla's prototype Tesla coil.&nbsp; <em>Always got to go with the classics</em> he smirked, as he waited for the briefing officer to conclude giving his information.
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				Post by: <strong>jisko888</strong> on <strong>20-05-2008, 17:03:24</strong>
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				Kyle was just coming into the command room when the general's message arrived. He stood patiently, his eyes drawn to the bulk that was Frankie standing in front of the console. He listened to to the reply and was unable to suppress a laugh. "No offense sir, but you look like you'd qualify as a L.A.V. yourself." He brought his hands up and linked his fingers behind his head, leaning against the doorway through which he'd entered the room. <br><br>"Go out, clean up a few pests, and then throw up some sentry guns to prevent said pests from coming back. Sounds a little too mundane for an outfit like us to be handling."
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				Post by: <strong>Boaldeir</strong> on <strong>20-05-2008, 23:18:00</strong>
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				Ghost's eyes widened even more if that was possible as a man came up to her, taking his hand she shook it with the force of a young girl almost as if she was out of place in the brigade. "Hallo....Alexander...." she whispered, the accent only covering her words a bit thicker in the action. She stuttered over a few German words as if it was a nervous habit to go back into her first language when she wasn't sure what to do. Finally the woman managed to speak in fluent English "My name is Ghost" she gave a shy smile before her ears caught the sound of the commanders voice wafting throughout the halls. "Come I believe we are missing something...." she murmured and stepped around him releasing his hand as she did so.<br><br>Moving through the halls she continued to follow the voice that echoed through the brigades quarters until she came to the room where Frankie and Kyle were standing. "ohh" she gasped slightly seeing Frankie standing there in front of Kyle. She hadn't been expecting to see anyone but norms working on the brigade and she couldn't help but step slightly to hide behind kyle regardless of the fact she didn't know him either. Peeking around kyle just enough to see the screen her light grey eyes peered up at their 'boss' before she asked quickly "Seems pointless yes? securing off area's I mean.....unless you plan on using them at a later date but from what I heard you didn't state that...." her voice was like a small shy squeak as she questioned the commander though she couldn't help her questioning personality as she adjusted her katana and bag "Why are you over a computer screen anyways?" she tilted her head and ducked under kyle to stand more into the room and in front of him, her heart pounding a bit faster in Frankie's presence but she tried to stop it. Muttering a few things in German under her breath that sounded like she was cursing out the commander almost, she figured it was weak for him to be hiding out somewhere while they had to deal with everything else around them. <br><br>She certainly felt like a child amongst the men now despite the fact she wasn't, she was about half their sizes and almost out of place looking since she doubted any of them knew what she could do she'd probably just appear to be a girl with a toy sword strapped to her back. Reaching one hand up she ran it through her uneven black hair while a light pink blush crossed her cheeks at the fact she had just been so outspoken. Ghost had her moments, she was usually shy and timid but she was very intelligent and there were times when she couldn't help but question something and more times then not her questioning got her introuble.
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				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>20-05-2008, 23:38:10</strong>
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				Frankie turned around and gave a rictus grin to Ghost, extending an undead arm as he came around Kyle and leaned down to greet her.&nbsp; "So, there's the sword prodigy.&nbsp; You're more beautiful in person than in your file photo, or at least you would be if you didn't keep trying to hide."&nbsp; Frankie gave off a hearty laugh, his yellow mismatched eyes looking intently at the girl.&nbsp; "It doesn't become a warrior to sneak around hiding like that.&nbsp; Yes I'm a horrible looking monster, but if you see a monster then lift your sword and slay it.&nbsp; Trust me, you'll be doing the world a favor."&nbsp; Frankie patted the girl on the head, keeping his hand extended for a handshake.&nbsp; His touch was gentle, but firm, almost like an arthritic grandfather reaching out to touch his child with his cold hands as firmly as possible, to make his presence known.
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				Post by: <strong>Dragoondawg25</strong> on <strong>20-05-2008, 23:58:52</strong>
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				The commander would look to them as if they had not heard of him before.&nbsp; "I am an Advanced, AI, Matrix Automated, Holographic Living Computer, what you see is what your getting folks, I was programmed by the Inventor of this Department to lead and advise the Brigade in times of crisis."&nbsp; He would huff lightly as he looked at them "The reason for securing these areas are because of the rash breakouts of demonic activity in the area, i want you to scout out the place and report back to me your findings."&nbsp; He said to Ghost as he heard the words she said in german and said a few back to her.&nbsp; <br><br>"And Mr. Martain, if a certainty of the Brood coming to the area on rumors of increased demon activity is too mundane for you, then will you be going alone to show the rest of the crew how its done?"&nbsp; The commander would say as he perked a brow "This outfit was put together as the salavtion for all man and monster kind that want peace, if you believe that this job of clean up and recon is too mundane then your not fighting for the right reasons."&nbsp; <br><br>He said as he loooked to Frankie "You will be going with a small core of Marines as back up if you need them and extra hands if necessary for implementing of the security measures."&nbsp; "Anything else?"&nbsp; The commander would ask as he looked towards the group of people gathered. &nbsp;
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				Post by: <strong>Boaldeir</strong> on <strong>21-05-2008, 00:12:47</strong>
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				Ghost's eyes tilted up to Frankie as he acknowledged her, her naturally pouty lips almost trembled slightly, she couldn't help it and felt horrible that the man sent fear through her at first glance. "I-I..... danke, Sir." she murmured as he called her beautiful, the pink glow on her cheeks becoming more apparrent against her pale skin as she cast her eyes down the way a child did when they were getting advice. "I wouldn't slay you ....." she murmured in response to his words about monsters, after all a monster really was all on her preception. Even a norm could be a monster in Ghost's eyes, you didn't need tenticles or be the size of a giant to grant yourself with such a title. Shifting her weight slightly she then reached out and placed her hand in his much like she had with Alexander, her shake was weak and quivering while she absentmindly bit her bottom lip and continued to stare at the ground.<br><br>Snapping her eyes up suddenly as she heard the commander repremanding her in German she quickly muttered an apology for her insubordination "Es tut mir leid" Shifting slightly she attempted to press herself into the corner of the command room and out of sight for the moment, adjusting her bag and her katana as she did so. They had to pick partners, surely she'd just rather go alone it would save herself from embarrassment at least but she wasn't sure that any of them but possibly Frankie could handle themselves alone. She didn't know much about the other two men, in fact she didn't know anything at all except that ones name was Alexander and one's name was Kyle. Hell she didn't even know Frankie's name so she proceeded to keep herself hidden amongst the random control panels. 
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				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>21-05-2008, 01:28:52</strong>
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				Frankie shook his head and stepped into a nearby elevator, inserting his key card to take him directly to the Smithsonian special collection.&nbsp; Taking one more moment to agonize about his choice as the crystal skull caught his eye, he pulled the Tesla coil from its crate, strapping the massive machine to his back.&nbsp; Its metal ring hung above his head like a halo, interconnecting with several amazingly powerful dynamos to create a machine of incredible power.&nbsp; The DPDS had tried powering the coil using a vehicle mounted fusion generator, but it couldn't match the energy output.&nbsp; Using arcane occult science, the coil was capable of creating massive bolts of electrical and magical energy.&nbsp; If Frankie needed to zap some bugs, those bugs were going to get zapped.&nbsp; He carefully signed a check out form promising to return the artifact in good condition.&nbsp; Of course, if he encountered the brood, all bets were off.<br><br>Frankie made his way to the hangar, listening to the reassuring sounds of alarm klaxons mobilizing the local marine regiment into action.&nbsp; He briefly thought of the shy German girl, slightly confused at her strange behavior.&nbsp; Of course, that sort of behavior meant she was actually the most dangerous warrior in the brigade.&nbsp; Frankie decided to remind himself to be far away when the girl finally popped her top.&nbsp; Or at least he'd have two feet planted firmly on the ground when she did get serious.
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				Post by: <strong>Myrnodyn</strong> on <strong>21-05-2008, 03:03:09</strong>
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				Gerrard, Quietly in the back thusfar, made his presence known with a rough scraping of his throat. "Okay, so we are finally going to kick some demon arse again, and reclaiming some lost land in the process. Since there is five of us here, and Frankie seems to be on his way with the marines, I suppose that leaves two two-man teams to cover the rest of the ground."<br><br>His eyes, brighter than a moment before, looked over the gathered people and weighed the options he had. "Now ofcourse I'm not in command here. But I personally favour close combat and seemingly so does the new gal over there. So how about I pair up with Alexander, and she pair up with Kyle hmm? That way we have two balanced teams of close combat with ranged support, and a team of marines under the leadershi0p of Frankie to secure the perimiter."<br><br>He crossed his arms over his broad chest and glared at the other people present, as if it were their fault he had been saying as much as he had. "How does that sound, eh?"
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				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>21-05-2008, 04:03:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				A console at the side of the briefing room lit up.&nbsp; Frankie's face appeared on the screen in all its horror as he opened up the base comm channel, ready to launch off on the mission.&nbsp; "I've got two skyrangers loaded with marines and will be taking a third with a Paladin IFV on board to secure the perimeter of basecamp London.&nbsp; While I'm there, I'm also going to be checking the energy flux coming from down the Thames.&nbsp; Get yourselves organized and then we'll start the bughunt.&nbsp; I'll be taking care of the tedious job of seeing to our defenses."&nbsp; Frankie closed the channel and barked out orders to the marines boarding their skyrangers, idly picking up a scout buggy as he boarded his own plane.&nbsp; <br><br>The activation of the jet engines on the VTOL planes sent waves of heat distortion throughout the hangar as they slowly lifted off into the air, assuming a loose formation as they flew off towards their target, contrails decorating the sky in their wake.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (DPDS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DreadD</strong> on <strong>10-06-2008, 05:31:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lillian sighed, stretching, running a hand through her long blonde hair.&nbsp; Well, it was long and blonde today, anyways, her particular abilities prevented her from having to worry, overmuch, about finding a hairstylist or anything like that.&nbsp; It seemed that she had been left behind this time, which was a little irritating, but she was sure she could handle it.&nbsp; At least she'd have a plesant face and be in good form to welcome the others back, unless she got sent out after something else herself.&nbsp; She strethed again, heading for the lounge are of the barracks, sitting on one of the couches, staring a the cieling.&nbsp; She wondered what she would be doing next...&nbsp; This place certainly kept her on her toes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (DPDS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>13-06-2008, 23:01:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dr. Ricci, (Issabella, aka Izzy) sat on a stool in the Medical Bay research ward, working on some research. She squinted one eye as she looked through the microscope at the specimen on the tray.<br><br>"I don't know Mr. Neekers, I'm not sure what it is. I can't tell. I've never seen anything close to resembling it. Maybe if look in some of Daddy's old books that might help." she tells her constant companion, Neeko, her beloved Pug.<br><br>She cuts off the microscope and stands up, walking over to a bookshelf in the corner. She skims the selections carefully until she finds the right one. Pulling it from the shelf, she blows on it, and a thick cloud of dust envelops the air. She sits down at her desk and gets to work.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (DPDS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dragoondawg25</strong> on <strong>14-06-2008, 09:22:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dread D:<br>Keeping her on her toes indeed as a vid screen would pop up before her with the soldier image and cigar visage of the commander.&nbsp; "Lillian what are you doing waking up so late, your comerades are out touring duty, where have you been soldier?"&nbsp; He would puff on his cigar a little more as he looked to her"and that uniform is out of rank soldier you need to get you some clean cut BDUs in this brigade, report to the medical bay for examination by Dr. Ricci." The vid screen would zip away as the commander poofed into thin air.<br><br>Meggymegos:<br>Dr. James Martin would be sitting at his stool at the other side of the medical bay looking into some research of his own.&nbsp; He would smile to himself as he finished compressing some compounds together in the form of a capsale.&nbsp; "Eureka I think I have done it" he said in a low whisper to himself.&nbsp; He didnt want anybody else to know that he had been working on his own problems on company time, but he may have found himself a way to cure if not degress his little anger management problem.&nbsp; For now Dr. Martin considered this one small step towards the end of the monster that he had become so many years back.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (DPDS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>14-06-2008, 20:39:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				After an hour or so of trying to find some helpful information in her father's old books, she gave up. She closed the last book and put them all back onto the shelf, one by one. <br><br>"Come on Mr. Neekers," she tells her pug as she makes her way through a door into the bigger common area of the Medical Bay. She walks over to the other research ward and walks in, finding Dr. Martin. Mr. Neekers follows along happilly, carrying his favorite toy in his mouth.<br><br>"Hi James, I was wondering if you could take a look at something for me and see if you can help me identify what it is..If you're not busy.." she says to her colleague.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (DPDS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DreadD</strong> on <strong>14-06-2008, 22:16:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lillian stretched with a sigh.&nbsp; Normally someone told her, or woke her, or did SOMETHING if she was supposed to be heading out with the others.&nbsp; But whatever.&nbsp; She pulled on her the bottom of her top, drawing the material against her ample chest.&nbsp; She liked wearing...&nbsp; More comfortable clothes, something eye cataching...&nbsp; She'd have to see what she could do with whatever she was assigned.&nbsp; Still, apparently she had to see the doctor for something before she had to worry about that.&nbsp; She stretched, moving casually down the halls towads the med bay.<br><br>"Is Dr. Ricci around?"<br><br>She asks, poking her head in.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (DPDS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dragoondawg25</strong> on <strong>14-06-2008, 23:16:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				James would fumble with his stuff as he adjusted his glasses slightly.&nbsp; "Ack oh hello Dr. Ricci," he said to her not used to the whole calling by a first name at a first meeting basis.&nbsp; He would stand up slowly his lab coat stained with his chemicals he had been working with.&nbsp; James would look up as he walked back towards the room with Izzy seeing Lillian walking and peeking into the medical bay "Um this is Dr. Ricci," He said as he pointed towards Isabella.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (DPDS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>15-06-2008, 00:03:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hi..I'm Dr. Ricci, what can I do for you?" she asks the unfamiliar female. Holding her hand out to shake hers. With her free hand, she runs her hand through her hair, tucking it behind her ear.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (DPDS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DreadD</strong> on <strong>15-06-2008, 00:17:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lillian extends her hand to shake, extending her senses out to the other woman, seeing what sort of desires, lusts, and what have you was lurking beneath the doctor's countance as she shook the other woman's hand with a plesant smile.<br><br>"I'm Lillian, I was told to come over here by management, not sure what for, actually."<br><br>She says, with a nervous shrug.<br><br>"Uhm, I don't suppose you know?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (DPDS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dragoondawg25</strong> on <strong>15-06-2008, 06:16:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				James would busy himself by going over to her microscope and looking through the lens to see what she was seeing as she spoke with the woman that entered the medical bay.&nbsp; His dirty lab coat would reflex the fact that James was busy working most of the time he was awake, as he would set his glasses down and peer into the looking glass.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (DPDS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>15-06-2008, 06:21:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ahh yes, Lillian. The commander has ordered you to undergo a physical check up, to ensure us of your health. If you could follow me, I'll take you to the room." she tells her. She walks off, letting Lillian follow behind her.<br><br>Walking through another set of doors, she leads Lillian down a long hallway. She stops at the 3rd doorway on the right and opens the door, leading Lillian inside. Once inside she grabs a paper gown and sets it on the examination bed.&nbsp; "Just take off your clothes, except for your underwear and put on this gown please. I'll be back in a few to start your physical." she tells her, smiling. She turns and walks out.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (DPDS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DreadD</strong> on <strong>15-06-2008, 07:52:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh, sure."<br><br>She says, with a smile, casually removing her clothing, stripping totally, still probing the other woman's mind for her desires, dressing in the gown, and waiting for the other woman.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (DPDS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dragoondawg25</strong> on <strong>16-06-2008, 06:31:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				James would busy himself looking at some of the test results that Izzy was working on.&nbsp; For now he kept out of the womans business and went about making his way back to his part of the lab and continuing his research.&nbsp; Before he left he made a few notes on the notebook of hers about her research results and some suggestions.&nbsp; He was a scientist after all.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (DPDS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>16-06-2008, 06:40:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Izzy returned to the exam room a few minutes later. "All ready? " she asked Lillian with a smile. "Its no big deal, just a little physical to make sure you're okay..that's all. Just relax." she tells her.<br><br>She takes the stethoscope from around her neck and puts it in her ears. Stepping over to Lillian, she blows onto the circular end, to try and get it warmer for her. "These are always so cold against the skin.." she explains.<br><br>She places the end of the stethoscope down under the gown, against Lillian's bare skin over her heart area. She listens to her heartbeat, making sure there are no imperfections. "Okay now, every time I tell you to breathe take a deep breath and then let it out.." she instructs her. She moves the end of the stethoscope to the opposite side of Lillian's chest, "Breathe.." she says, then listens as Lillian's takes a deep breath. She moves it down to her rib area. "Breathe..." and so on. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (DPDS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DreadD</strong> on <strong>16-06-2008, 06:51:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah, sure..."<br><br>The other woman says, with a clam nod, letting the doctor do her work.<br><br>"Uhm, does it matter what form I use for this?"<br><br>She asks, as the doctor works.<br><br>"Er, do you have any form you'd prefer I use or anything?"<br><br>Lillian's tone is rather uncertain, clearly wanting to please 'Izzy.'&nbsp; It had become her habit when she had to work close with others outside of combat, she always wanted to be in a form they would enjoy being around, one of the few signs of her...&nbsp; Insecurities she made sure to show.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (DPDS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>16-06-2008, 07:05:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Your fine.." she tells her, smiling. She finishes with the stethoscope and gets out the reflex hammer. She knocks each of Lillian's knees with it, testing her reflexes. She puts it away and then looks into her eyes and ears with the light thing. (lol)<br><br>She opens a drawer and hands Lillian a specimen cup. "If you'd just be so kind as to take this in the bathroom and give us a urine specimen, that would be great." smiling. "Just leave it on the counter in the bathroom when you're done and I'll collect it. Other than that, you're all done." she tells her. "You can put your clothes back on now."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (DPDS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DreadD</strong> on <strong>16-06-2008, 07:57:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"O... Oh?&nbsp; Are you sure you wouldn't rather give a check up to something like..."<br><br>Her body changed, becoming male, well formed, but not too heavily muscled, with short hair.<br><br>"This maybe?"<br><br>He now asks, voice matching form, still wearing the same gown.<br><br>"I mean..."<br><br>Lillian hesitates now, uncertain if he should procede.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (DPDS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>16-06-2008, 20:31:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Uhh.." Izzy st udders, taken by surprise, blushing slightly as she looks at the newly changed Lillian. Changed into this male form, she/he was quite handsome.<br><br>"No, that's okay....I think I've completed all the tests I need..thanks.." she replies politely, smiling.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (DPDS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dragoondawg25</strong> on <strong>19-06-2008, 05:03:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				James sat at his lab desk and worked on the serum that he had concocted to make himself more stable then he has been before.&nbsp; Taking his time he would view a blood sample from himself under a microscope to see if the affects would take place at the cellular level.&nbsp; All looked well as the yellow serum neutralized the green molecules back to red.&nbsp; Thou the problem was it only lasted a mere 5 mins tops before the green cells came back with an astonishing rate and force to break the glass which it sat on.&nbsp; "Damn it!," he exclaimed as he sighed resting his head in his hands.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (DPDS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DreadD</strong> on <strong>20-06-2008, 05:50:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh, well, if you're sure."<br><br>He smiles winningly at her.<br><br>"We could talk later if you wanted, but if you have work to do I don't want to bother you, of course."<br><br>His tones were rich, deep, there was much character in his voice.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (DPDS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BentNotBroken</strong> on <strong>20-06-2008, 06:07:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Um." she blushes a bit. Feeling awkward and uncomfortable. "Maybe some other time. I really do have a lot of work I need to get done. Thanks anyway." She tells him.<br><br>Grabbing Lillians chart, Dr. Ricci takes her leave, closing the door behind her. Impatient to find out what the specimen she is studying is, she hurries back to her microscope to work.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (DPDS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DreadD</strong> on <strong>20-06-2008, 06:35:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lershall sighed, that had not gone as well as she had hoped, she had more scared off the woman than attracted her, it seemed.&nbsp; She resumed her guise as Lillian, busty, blonde, a bit cliche, but she hoped desirable none-the-less.&nbsp; And all the more adventageous was Lillian's ability, and perhaps even her insecurity.&nbsp; As, after all, who would not want a woman who could assume any form that would please her partner, and, in fact, would if he'd spend time with her.&nbsp; She resumed her previous, somewhat suggestive dress, and headed back out to the main section of the medical lab, seeing who else was about, and what desires they might have that she could... Pique.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (DPDS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dragoondawg25</strong> on <strong>24-06-2008, 08:18:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				James would be over by his lab table working on trying to go over his notes that he had on the table.&nbsp; He would shake his head a little bit as he sat there running a hand through his hair.&nbsp; "Why didnt it work i dont understand," he would says as he seemed lost in his own thoughts.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (DPDS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DreadD</strong> on <strong>02-07-2008, 08:54:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lillian wandered over to the muttering scientist.<br><br>"Hello there, I'm Lillian, and you are?"<br><br>She did not believe she'd met the man before, she addressed him... Curteously, though she did her best to let her body express all of its carefully manufactured appeal.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (DPDS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dragoondawg25</strong> on <strong>02-07-2008, 09:16:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The muttering scientist would keep his head down for the moment as he grumbled out slightly "James Martin, and you are Lillian, nice to meet you."&nbsp; He said as he stuck out his hand to her and turned to look at the woman in the eyes.&nbsp; His own dark green orbs would cast into hers as he sat there and tried to smile a little bit.&nbsp; "So what is it that you do Lillian for the Hellfire Brigade?" he asked as he went back to looking through his microscope.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (DPDS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DreadD</strong> on <strong>02-07-2008, 09:20:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Usually I get sent out on missions, you know, frontline sorts of stuff..."<br><br>She shrugs.<br><br>"That's my official job, anyways. When I have time off... Well I like to look around, make sure everyone's in a good mood."<br><br>The voluptuous female stretches, doing her best to add a slight... Suggestion to the concept of 'good mood.'<br><br>"I know it's hard work trying to keep things going, so I do my best to keep morale up."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (DPDS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dragoondawg25</strong> on <strong>02-07-2008, 23:38:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				James would tilt his head a little as he continued looking at the specimen in the petri dish "So your a modern day rosie riveter so to speak?"&nbsp; He asked as he kept glancing towards the woman and tilting his head slightly.&nbsp; "How do you manage to keep morale high then if i might ask?" he said as he would look at her more closely and wait to see what her response would be.&nbsp; <br><br>Thou before she would be able to answer the Commander would pop up on a vid screen in front of them.&nbsp; "Alright men and women, no time for idle chit chat, we have a situation in outworld around the japanese expansion."&nbsp; He would say clearing his throat a little bit "It seems there has been a massive energy flux and reported sightings of combat going on in that region, as well as claims that two of the three combatants have left the area leaving the one they fought behind."&nbsp; The commander would perk a brow some "i want the two of you to head out and see if you can retrieve the body or recover the being and bring them here for inspection and detailing."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (DPDS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DreadD</strong> on <strong>07-07-2008, 13:14:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well I..."<br><br>Lillian was a bit irritated at the interruption, but nodded to the commander.<br><br>"Right, can do."<br><br>She did her best to be orderly, business like, a human soldier when the time came, no need to arouse undo suspicion, so far as she was concerned.&nbsp; Her breasts shrunk a little, her body becoming more reasonable proportioned rather than the sensual extravagence she usually used.&nbsp; It was more comfortable for running down halls and stuff this way.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (DPDS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dragoondawg25</strong> on <strong>09-07-2008, 10:36:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				James would go and stand up as he looked to Lillian and went to put on his lab coat and grab his tacklebox of equipment that he might need.&nbsp; "I think we are to report to docking bay one for release and retrieval."&nbsp; He said to Lillian as he walked his way out of the lab nodding to Izzy that he would be back soon.&nbsp; He would lead the way towards a squadron of men that were making their way into a loaded chopper.&nbsp; James would flash his ID and go to board the ship and wait for Lillian to come with him on this mission to Japan.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (DPDS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DreadD</strong> on <strong>19-07-2008, 08:52:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lillian hurries after James, hopping into the chopper with him.&nbsp; She winks at some of the men who she had worked on the... Morale of before, and stood close to James.<br><br>"Do you really want to know how I raise morale?"<br><br>She asks, coyly in his ear.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (DPDS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dragoondawg25</strong> on <strong>20-07-2008, 09:12:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				James would look to her "well you could but first your going to have to sit down while the chopper takes off."&nbsp; He said as he went to take a seat and strap himself in as he looked to her whispering in his ear about raising morale.&nbsp; The chopper would pick up speed and lift into the air as the craft took to the skies heading towards the land of the rising sun.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (DPDS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DreadD</strong> on <strong>20-07-2008, 12:40:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She hurries to take a seat, with a sigh.&nbsp; He really took a lot of the fun out of her... Morale raising.<br><br>"Actually, I could probably explain best... After we get back."<br><br>Lillian tries, with a wink, seeing if the doctor would catch on at all.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: (EX) Hellfire &amp; Brimstone 2208 (DPDS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dragoondawg25</strong> on <strong>20-07-2008, 22:58:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				James would adjust his glasses as he looked to Lillian and hmmed to himself a little bit "perhaps but do be warned that we are on a mission here, and im a doctor first before i am anything else."&nbsp; He nodded as he looked to the rather provacative lady who seemed intent on showing the good doctor a good time.&nbsp; For now thou he would remain seated and kept his bag in his lap while keeping an eye on his partner for the trip.&nbsp; <br><br>(next post in outworld please)
			</dd>
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