NationStates Jolt Archive

Frank sat tied up in a darkened room. Sitting next to him was a member of sqaud 2. Or at least, he had been until they injected him with something. Now, it was trying its best to claw its way towards him. And it was doing a damn good job to. They hadn't conducted a thourough search of him, so he reached for his last option. He pulled his knife out of its sheath as fast as he could and sliced through the ropes. He quickly backed away and tried the door, locked. He slowly walked towards the still bound zombie, he looked at him, eye filled with hunger, its mout a gaping chasm. He stabbed through its eye with his knife and twisted it. Its slumped onto the blade and remained thast way. He then picked up the chair he was tied to and crashed it to and fro about the room and screamed. Hopefully, it'll seem like he had been eaten and someone could come to dispatch the zombie that "ate" him. He hid next to the door, and when it flew open, he grabbed whoever it was that walked through and slit his throat. He waited to see if he was detected, grabbed the deads mans pistol, and fled down the corridor.

John caught up with Saya as they went to the chopper and got in and said "I hope we come out of the next mission alive."

Saya punched him for real this time. "Will you stop saying that? You're starting to scare me".

Ed just looked at them. "Its a very real possibilty that one, if not all of us, might not come back. Besides, we've got more to deal with then bio-mechs. The Allied Nations attack has already started, and the've engaged the local garriosn. To bad they won't be able to stand up to AT rounds." The Pilot looke dback at them. "Five minutes!" He shouted over the roar of the rotors. They had been sent to a diffrent trasnport this time, not a Ah-68 Duhey as before, but an Osprey VTOL. Mechy had been sent to a transport plane to ride in a tank.

Saya punched Ed too, her eyes red, "Why are you so depressed lately ex"?
Saya looked at John, she sighed, "Its okay, I guess I'm just scared."

John rubbed his shoulder where Saya had punched him and said "I am sorry Saya for saying that, it's just that I fear that I am not coming out alive. I promise I won't say it anymore if you'll forgive me." He looked sad, and tired.

"You want to know why?!" He shouted. He ripped off his helmet, pointing at his red eyes. "This is why! I don't know what they did to me!"

John sighed and said "Me too Saya, me too, say where's Frank, we're sitting in his chopper, and where is he, we're going to be late, aughh!"

OOC: Read the first post. He dissapeared last mission after his plane crashed.

"One second" She said politely to John. "So, whats so wrong with red eyes huh? Do you think they did something to me too"?

Ed sat back and sighed. "Don't know, were you examined by a military medical team at any time in your life?"

"Only once, five years ago after I was bit by a zombie".
She then turned back to John, "Thank you, what a nice thing to say".

John waited until after Ed's rant was over and said to Saya "Regardless of what he think's, I personally think your eye's are beautiful, yes I do." He grinned and said to Ed "What's wrong with you man, you've woken up on the wrong side of the bed this morning eh."

OOC: Sorry UHC, I didn't know Frank dissapeared.

"bitten by a zombie... theres no cure for that, or so I'm told... the doctor that treated you, was his name Edwin Ramsey?"

"John, I woke up from medical center with the doctor saying something about a treatment that was used on me. persoanlly, I don't give a damn about my eyes, I just want to know what they used on me."

John shook his head and said "Naw, no doctor by that name ever treated me, I am sorry for you being bitten by a zombie, but we must find a cure for you. I feel sorry for you." He still stepped back a bit so he'd have room to do something if Ed went beserk and tried to bite him.

Saya looked surprised, "No cure? Cure for what"? "As for my doctor, it was a local one from the nearest barracks. But now that you mention it, I think that was Jose, why?"

"A bite is the only, no, the most common cause for infection. Did you recieve any injections during this time period? And ws it around this time your eyes started to turn red?" The Pilot interrupted him. "Five minutes are up, don't see anyone else in the squad, looks like its just you three."

Dmitri had made crude shelter after he fled back into the woods. Before that though he managed to find a radio off of some dead guy in the woods. He payed his respects toward the soldier, and gave him a funeral. It was the least Dmitri could do for the poor sap. He was just lucky that it wasn't him.

His so called shelter was a basic lean to. It was propped up against a tree and he had dug down so to protect himself if it started to rain. This is one of the few things that he had still remembered from basic training. He had called HQ and they said that they were sending a rescue mission. Joy overwhelmed him. Dmitri knew that he wouldn't last long without any food. The next time he went on a mission he needed to remember to bring some basic rations. At least he had some water to quench his thirsty.

Dmitri held his G3 battle rifle at all times. He occasionally say something move in the bushes or a person run in the woods. They could have been a friend or a foe, but he did not want to risk that chance. All he could do was wait.

John said to Saya and Ed, "Let's go, I'm ready, D-4 hasn't shown up yet, bad sign, well Saya, it's you me and Ed I guess." He helped Saya into the helicopter and Ed followed him and Saya. John grinned and said "Let's rumble, boo yeah!" HE gripped his newly converted FN F2000 .50 cal rifle.

Saya hopped onto the chopper and said, "Well, yes, it was about the time my eyes began changing according to my moods, but I don't remember any injections. The doctor said that somehow the virus was'nt progressing as it usually does. But he gave me some pillls just in case". She thought, "Do pills count"?

The pilot took off from the landing pad. Two hours later they were over the mission area, now a combat zone. Fighters streaked over head, doing tactical strikes and pulling out. Down below, tanks and infantry engaged the black lake terroirsts in nightmarish close quarter combat. "Boy, looks like hell..." Said the pilot. "Theres your LZ, looks lik-" He was cut off in midsentence, a sniper round shattered through the wind sheild of the osprey and caught the pilot in the neck, he fell out of his seat, gurgling blood. Ed dashed to the cockpit and wrestled with the controls with little succes, he had never piloted anything more than a plane, and that was only for a couple minutes! He struggled to bring the VTOL down as easy as possible, it crashed into the clearing, Dimitri dashing for cover as the rotors sliced through trees.

John said to Saya "Well, that explain's your eyes, although actually I kinda like the look of them, as long as you don't attack me that is... (he laughed), well I wonder why D-4 hasn't come yet, he said he was at the range, hm...."

John said "It's a rather hard landing, why ugh...." He and Saya were thrown against the opposiste wall of the chopper and he blacked out.

Ed recovered and wiped the blood out of his eyes, he knew he should have put his helmet back on. In the troop section, John was out cold, and he couldn't tell how Saya was, considering the fact that John had landed right on top of her. He heard some rustling for another area of the troop bay, D4 popped his head out and grunted.

"HOLD THAT CHOPPER!"

D-4 came charging down the hall with the AS-57 and M-14, as well as his XD.

"You are not gonna leave me behind on this op."

He climbed in and looked around.

"Sorry I'm a little late, got tied up by security," he looked at the massive AS-57 sniper rifle and shrugged, "I guess they thought I was out to cause trouble. What ever gave them that idea?"

He quickly looked over the weapons and was pleased with the fact that they were intact. He hoped the bird got airborne before they found the unconscious guards, stopping his on his way to the chopper had been a bad idea.

"Well, did ya miss me?"

When Saya woke up John was laying on top of her. Obviously she got mad, "Damnit John, get off of me"! She pushed him off, saw that he was uncouncious and began slapping him. Just to get him awake of course.

After Dmitri jumped out of his shelter, when the Osprey crashed. He quickly picked up his G3 and started to run deeper into the woods. Dmitri did not care if they were friends or foes. He just needed to get the hell away from there. He kept on running and running. Then he stopped and took a break. Dmitri looked back at the smoke from the Osprey, and shook his head.

OOC: Ignore above post.

IC: D-4 ran toward the downed chopper, he'd taken the several hours to reach the site and start work himself. He shot the offender and continued on knowing that its skull had evaporated. As he reached the crash site, things started to look worse and worse.

"Dammit! The general is not planning any more ops like this, or I'll kill him myself. Saya! I'm coming over! Cover me!"

He ran toward the downed craft full tilt.

John awoke to Saya's slapping and understood, he grabbed his FN F2000 .50 cal, and leapt out of the chopper and said "Sorry for falling on top of you Saya, I couldn't control where I landed once I hit the wall, let's go now, D-4 follow us!" He lead the way towards the lab's.

"I saw a shack back that way, you too keep going, I'll catch up, I swear."

Before they could object he was disappearing into the brush. He was almost to the shack when another bio-mech came into view. He'd been killing them all day.

He was sure Dmitri was near the shack, it was the only defensible location.

Ed followed John. "oh, Saya, sorry I didn't answer your question. It mihgt be that your system has a immunity to the virus. Its very rare but it does happen." An explosion and gunfire shattered several trees in the area. Four soldiers dashed in front of them and stopped, weapons at the ready. the Union insignia was painted on the side of their helmets. "Flash." Said one. "Thunder." Said Ed. They lowered their weapons motioned them to follow. Thye ran deeper into the woods, appearently heading towards the rumbling of tanks.

Looking at the ground he located Dmitri's tracks, he'd been running very fast, away from the crash site. He followed, calling for Dmitri as he went, killing bio-mechs as necessary.

John said Okay, Saya, I sense the lab's are coming up soon. Look alive, look around, ah there's one of those tricky.." He fired at the bio-mech in the neck with the .50 cal, and saw it go down and said "Ah, .50 cal work's wonder's eh!"

The soldiers stopped at a passing tank and slapped its sides. The hatch at the top popped a second later. "These guys need a ride!" Said one of the soldiers. "Where to?" Said the tank commander. "The labs." Said Ed. "Jesus, of all the places you could pick... all right, hop in."

OOC: I gotta go, be back on soon. Maybe in a couple hours.

John helped Saya up onto the tank and said "This is some real transportation guys, that's what I'm talking about, woo, woo ,wahhh!" He grinned and fired at some bio-mech's as they moved on the tank, grinning from ear to ear.

Mick had been silent the entire time he had followed Dagger 4. Just now he had caught up got his attention.
"Yo Dag! You didn't think I'd let you go it alone did you?"
He racked a round into his rifle. Or at least it looked like his rifle. The barrel was much larger. A bio mech popped out the brush and Mick fired. The round punched through the thing's armor and the back of its head exploded in a wash of pink mist.
"The government's got some unfriendly ammo it needs to get rid of. I decided to oblige them."

OOC: Sorry for late posts, my internet decided to act up
IC: Saya grinned, sitting atop the tank, enjoying her new .50 cal sniper rifle, punching a whole through anything that moved.

"What the hell! I specifically told you earlier NOT to follow me!"

He swept the area with his thermal scope, and caught a fleeting glimpse of Dmitri at long range.

"Dmitri! Its Dagger-4! Get back here!" He kept running after him.

John grinned at Saya, and fired at any enemy that moved from his perch on the tank and said "This is fun Saya, I am having the time of my life, woohoo! YEah, this mission's fun!"

Saya laughed, "Hell yeah, .50 cal, and a tank, what more could you want"?

"What the hell! I specifically told you earlier NOT to follow me!"

He swept the area with his thermal scope, and caught a fleeting glimpse of Dmitri at long range.

"Dmitri! Its Dagger-4! Get back here!" He kept running after him.

"Roger that, got a visual." Mick sprinted after them and passed Dagger 4, getting closer to Dmitri. He tried the same message over the radio, then yelling,"Dmitri! It's us! We're here to save you, just stop running!"

John said "I'd drink to that Saya!, a free ride on a tank, and a .50 cal rifle, what more could I want, that's righhht!" He popped more bio-mech's and said "With a .50 cal, shooting these "Super Soldiers" just became alot easier!" He shot another one and grinned at Saya and Ed.

Mick went over the radio again, "Guys, this is Mick. Myself and Dagger 4 are on Dmitri's six. He's not stopping. Find us on GPS and send a chooper. Will keep you appraised. Mick out"

Dag4 spun around and swept their six.

"Ah hell, he's got good reason to run, keep going, I'll cover you."

Dag4 dropped to a knee and began emptying the 20 round mag. Large pieces of the pursuing BM's disappeared as the KE penetrators impacted.

Saya opened up her com, "How are we supposed to send you a chopper? Ours sorta blew up." Damn, do we ever get to keep our transport"? Saya asked John.

Mick didn't bother looking back. He'd learned when and when not to trust Dag. He was closing the gap with Dmitri.
Almost there...
"Dmitri, stop running! It's me! It's Mick! The QCS has come back for you! A chopper is on the way as we speak!"
Of course, he didn't know for sure whether the message got through, but it was at least half truth. It was then he heard the news.
"No offense Saya, but you sound relaxed! What's going on back there a pcinic? Fine, forget the chopper, just send ANYTHING!"
Gunfire and loud thuds were heard over the channel before it closed.
Mick had just leveled three more of the bio mechs.
These shredder rounds work all too well. No wonder why they were illegalized if this is what they do to armor. Thank God the government found a loophole in saying they wouldn't use them, not destroy them.

The last BM drpped and he yelled back at them

"Come back to class so I can school you again!"

He turned and ran after the two who were way ahead of him now.

"Mick, stop him, I'm way behind."

"Unfortunately, no we don't Saya, that's why you never rely on this group to provide first time."

He kept running.

Saya sighed, "I guess I'll go help them catch Dmitri, I can run fster than any of them. Here hold this." She pushed her rifle into Johns hand and hopped off the tank. She drew her katana and took off running in Dmitris direction.

OOC: Is Dmitri online?
IC:
Mick was almost within arm's length now. He reached, dove into a form tackle toward Dmitri.

"Hey Dmitri, what the hell"?

Mick missed up a fraction of an inch and landed straight into the ground. Dmitri kept on running. He was scared out of his mind. Now he was being chased. He turned around and fired his G3. It let off a burst of rounds. Dmitri turned back around and noticed the hill. He tripped and started to roll down it.

"Saya, need a weapon?"

D4 finally caught up with them. He offered the M-14.

He pulled the arm back and slid down the hill.

"STOP!!!" He flipped the M-14 around and swung it at Dmitri's legs.

Saya hefted her katana, "No thanks, I've got this." She began tapping her foot, "So Dmitri, watcha doing?"

Mick missed up a fraction of an inch and landed straight into the ground. Dmitri kept on running. He was scared out of his mind. Now he was being chased. He turned around and fired his G3. It let off a burst of rounds. Dmitri turned back around and noticed the hill. He tripped and started to roll down it.

"Damn, missed-"
But seconds later he was glad he did as rounds whipped over his head.
He got up in time to see Dmitri take a tumble down the hill and slid after him. Mick was about to take a shot for his legs, but remembered that this wans't his DM-32, and if he fired Dmitri would be down one leg. He cursed and continued after him.
"Dmitri! Don't shoot! We're here to take you home! Back to the base! We're your friends, remember?"

"GET THE HELL AWAY FROM ME!" Dmitri yelled as he let off a couple more warning shots. He did not want to shoot these people, but if it came to it he would. Dmitri sped up and started to climb a nearby tree. In his youth he would often climb trees during his lazy summer days, but this time his life depended on it. Dmitri was quickly high enough on the tree. He crawled over and tried to hide in a bunch of leaves.

John said to Saya as she jumped off "See ya, hope you catch him!" He thought to himself as he slung her rifle over his left shoulder, and he firing his .50 cal rifle at several bio-mech's dropping a good number of them: "What am I supposed to do with an extra rifle? Eh, I'll just keep going with these guys." He fired on more bio-mech's, and killed more of them, and he was having a ball.

"I can see you on thermal. If you don't come down, those things are going to find you and kill you. We won't do that. I know how you feel, come on down and we can get the hell out of here."

He stared at the spot where Dmitri was, he prayed that he'd come down. This had to be hell, but he wasn't leaving wihtout Dmitri.

Mick stopped at the tree and did one thing his training told him to never do. He put his rifle and pistol down and walked with his hands up and in front of him toward the tree.
"Dmitri, buddy, hey man I'm sorry about what happened. We're not here to hurt you. We're here to save you. Look, I know you must have been through hell and our chasing you couldn't have improved matters any, but we mean no harm. See? My guns are back there. We're here to help you, Dmitri. Just come down out of the tree, and we'll take you back to the base."

Saya by this time was pissed. She ran up to the tree, "Damnit Dmitri, get down here! Remember, I'm a sniper, I know how to climb trees!"

John stayed on the tank, and called on his radio to D-4 "Do you need any assistance from me over, I am on the tank headed to the lab's, wish me to stay on the tank over?" He kept firing his .50 cal rifle at any bio-mech that moved.

"We've got this I think. Good luck, we'll RV later."

John radioed as he hopped off "We're at the lab's, will RV later, the fighting is hectice, see ya at the RZ point in the lab." He hit the ground running quite fast, and he started firing at any bio-mech in sight, and killing quite a few.

Dmitri took off his helmet and let it fall to the ground. The helmet hit a couple of branches, then hit the ground. It was covered in mud. Dmitri peered down at the people bellow. Now that he was trying to calm down, he could see their faces. None of them looked familiar. When he was on the plane he did not look at the faces of any of the other soldiers. All he was registering was an unknown. For all he knew this people could be the enemy. He placed his G3's sling around his shoulder. Reaching from his pocket he produced a ski mask and knife. He was going to strike.

He donned his ski mask and held his knife and pistol. It was now or never. Dmitri jumped down and landed behind the woman. The blade quickly pressed up against her neck. Dmitri kicked the weapon out of her hand and faced the two other men. "BACK THE AWAY, OR SHE GETS TO DIE TODAY!"

Saya stood as straight as an arrow. "Dmitri, calm down. We are'nt going to hurt you".

Mick paled for a second, but quickly regained control.
"Hey like I said before, I'm unarmed. I'm just here to get you back home. The base, remember? General Lawrence? The briefing room? Look, we're wearing the same armor. And if you're any indication, no one could have gotten this armor from a QCS member without dying in the process. We're the real deal. Now please, no one dies today. You can keep the knife, hell, keep your guns, just release the girl and we can talk."

"Okay, we're backing away. Don't do anything rash Dmitri." He raised the AS-57 into the air and took several steps back.

"Look, its us, Dagger-4, Saya and Mick."

He slowly gestured to each.

"You're Dmitri, the newest member of the QCS out of Canadstein. You joined the unit not too long after me. I'm that guy with the MSG-90."

He listened to the area around them, a bio-mech was closing in. He wasn't sure from what direction. He glanced around warily.

John fought his way into the lab's and joined the Allied Nation soldier's in the fray firing his .50 cal rifle at the bio-mech's, and he ducked for cover from time to time, and kept moving, he wondered how Saya and D-4, and Mick were doing with Dmirti.

Sayas eyes were back to a bright hazel. "Dmitri, please. I'm Saya, remember? I tried to introduce myself to you".

OOC: Gotta go soon, Shenyang, you've got Mick when I do.
IC: Mick heard the sound of an approaching bio mech.
"Shit, not now.." he muttered.

John yelled on the radio to D-4 "Do not let Saya die, please, subdu Dmitri if he's giving you problem's, but I don't want you or her dead. I am busy in the lab's right now, but let's make the lab's the RZ point kaY?" He fired at the bio-mech's nearest him, killing them, he kept on laying the fire down.

OOC: Gotcha, but I'm almost out of time here too.

IC: He could make out the abberation's outline in the distance behind Dmitri. He couldn't engage it yet, it would put everyone in jeopardy.

"Dmitri, we're not here to hurt you, but there's something behind you that does want to hurt us all. I'm going to move over 10 feet, you can watch me, I'll kill it, and then we can continue. Is that okay? I know you can't confirm this, but listen, it's back there. Please Dmitri, let me do this, you're in control here."

Mick tried to give Saya his most reassuring look and then looked at Dmitri.
"By now I'm sure you heard, but we've got company. You're the one in charge here. The ball's in your court Dmitri, if you don't act, one if not all of us are dead."

OOC: Over to you, Shenyang. Mereshka, good luck and don't die.

Dmitri stood motionless for a minute. His whole body was numb. Could he trust this people? They might have gotten this information from some poor guy who got tortured and squealed. His pistol, in his other hand, went from Mick to Dagger-4 and back. It went back and forth. The knife still remained at Saya's neck. Dmitri could feel her warmth against his body. The pleasure of warm and closeness. That is what he truly longed for.

He came to his sense and started to back up. "BACK OFF AND THIS WOMAN WILL NOT GET HURT. IF YOU FOLLOW US THEN SHE WILL DIE!"

Dmitri started to disappear with Saya into the dark forest. Quickly he scanned for any weapons. She had none. He looked back toward the two men with fright.

OOC: It sucks playing the damsel in distress, I can't post anything.

OOC: Okay, good night Slaughter and Shenyang.

IC:
John kept firing and advanceing with the allied troop's, he dodged friendly fire, and fired at the nearest bio-mech', he was scared for Saya and D-4.

D4 looked at Dmitri pleadingly.

"Please, if one of us doesn't act, then everything's over. This thing can drop it one round. If you keep Saya in front of you, I can't fire, please, we're running out of time."

He looked deperately at the creature. There was no way Dmitri's pistol would do the job, and they were almost out of time.

John kept firing, he and 4 of the Allied Nation's men took cover underneath a desk, firing at the bio-mech's every 3 minute's or so, he had been seperated from his whole squad, but he was sure that D-4 would've wanted him to go to the lab's, and he called on the radio "D-4, all you alright?"

OOC: This stand-off is about to get changed up very quickly.

"We may not be in a few seconds."

He began the slow slide to get into position.

"Please Dmitri, one shot, just one. Then I'll put this thing up again. Please."

John groaned, he said to D-4 "I should've stayed with you, this was my fault,but I am in the lab's fighting for my life, so I can't help you. I am so sorry." He kept firing at the bio-mech's, now he and his 4 men were running from cover to cover, succesfully dodging enemy and friendly fire.

Mick kept talking, trying to defuse the situation, it seemed like a lost cause at the moment.

"Come on, you're in control. Just let her go and this'll all be over. You'll be alive, she'll be alive, everyone comes out alive."

D4 couldn't wait much longer, any more delay and Saya and Dmitri would be killed, right in front of them.

He shouldered the rifle while aimed away from Dmitri and his hostage. He slowly moved the muzzle around, sighting the creature's torso.

"I'm sorry Saya, we can't wait any longer."

The muzzle was several degrees away from the two.

"Dmitri, I wanted to help you, to save you, but now you're making this impossible, I can't wait any longer, either I shoot that thing, or you will be killed."

He didn't wait for an answer, and prayed that Dmitri wouldn't kill Saya.

"I'm sorry Saya, I have to."

He stared into the scope with a forlorn look, re-aligned, and pulled the trigger. The creature dropped amid the thunder-clap ofthe report of his weapon. He raised it up and began to look back, praying Saya was alive.

Dmitri grabbed Saya by the arm and started to run into the forest. He would leave that mech for Mick and D-4. The knife was now positioned on the back of Saya. If she tried to escape, then he would have to try to stab her spinal cord. Dmitri was ashamed of his actions, but he had to keeping on living.

Saya swallowed, "Its okay Dag, I forgive you" She said, and closed her eyes, then ran with Dmitri expecting to die.

John was still in the lab fighting with his .50 cal rifle, firing at more bio-mech's and feeling horrible that he didn't go with the other's but D-4 would probably tell him to buck up and go to the labs, and so he and the 4 Allied Nation's soldier's went up more room's and killed more bio-mech's.

"Forgive me Dmitri."

As Dmitri ran at a perfect angle for the shot, he squeezed off another round and obliterated the pistol and knife.

"Saya, go! Dmitri, Drop to the ground or the next one will be lethal. Grab your weapons Mick. I'm through with this s***."

He prepared to put a round through Dmitri's heart, a quick and realtively painless death.

John and his squad went up to the very top room, and they fought the last of the bio-mech's killed them, and went outside to wait for John's squad, a tank commander invited him into his tank to wait, so John waited in the tank, the commander explained it was armored to protect them so John needn't worry.

Saya quickly got up and ran, after kicking Dmitri in the face, she ran back to get her katana and rushed back to the scene.

"Look Dmitri, we tried rescue, we tried diplomacy, we tried every peaceful option. If you want to go get yourself killed, take your G3, and go, if you want to go home to Canadstein, then trust us. Try anything like that again, and you will die."

Any compassion in his voice was replaced with anger.

John was taught how to operate the tank and cannon, so he drove around blasting the last of the bio-mech remnet's, and then drove toward's Saya and D-4 in the tank, he wanted to find out how they had managed with Dmitri.

OOC: I've gotta go, for the night, so Mereshka, you're in charge of me and Mick, 'till one of us gets back, probably me.

"Make your choice Dmitri, now, or never."

Dmitri was not about to be captured by the enemy. There was only one more option left. His mouth became dry. He looked around and fell down to the ground. Dmitri let off a magazine of his G3, then grabbed one of his grenades. The pin came out and the grenade flew in the direction of the group of soldiers. Dmitri crawled off back into the woods. Then heard the explosion. He got up and started to sprint, and fell into a mud puddle. His whole body was covered. Seeing a nearby tree trunk, he slid inside of it and reloaded a new magazine.

John said on the tank's PA system to the crazed Dimitri, "You can come peacefull with us, or the tank commander has a Browning M2HB that will tear you up like paper, make your choice. D-4, Saya, this is John, your squadmate, I am here to assist you."

John said to the tank commander "Fire at that man attempting to escape now!
The tank commander obeyed and he fired the M2HB at Dimtri, and it hit on target, knocking him into the mud dead. John said "Thanks for the ride, cheif see ya soon." John hopped out and ran towards D-4 and said "The Bio-Mech's are mostly eliminated, the tank commander shot Dimitry with the M2, we had too, he was making a mad move."

OOC: Okay
IC: Saya opened up her COM, "Open fire on Dmitri, he threw a grenade, and attempted to shoot us." "Mick, you go to his left flank, Dag, take his right, I'll take him from behind." They all moved out, Mick and Dag firing while they ran, and Saya trying to catch up to Dmitri with her katana.

OOC: Wait that is some bull. A tank cannot get into a heavily forested area. Plus you character is not even close.

OOC: Hes got a good point, lets go with Saya and the others chasing after him.

Dmitri looked around and thought that he had lost them. He could finally try to her a moment of rest. Careful he looked at all of his guns and made sure that they were all in good condition. If he had another encounter with those troops it would be his last stand. He had two more grenades, and one of them had his name on it.

OOC: Back, now I gotta read the posts.

OOC: Will do, I'm kind of at a loss of what to do now.

Dimitri didn't hear the person come up behind him. Nor did he feel himself beng pulled out of the tree, he was to far gone into madness. He kept snarling the whole time, trying to beat whoever had slung him over their shoulder. Whoever was carrying him dropped him to the ground and pulled the hammer back on what sounded like an old style revolver. "Out of line." He said, and fired four shots, each into his limbs. He crouched down next to him. "The way I see it, you have two options, bleed to death, or come with me." The pain seemed to bring Dimitri back into reality. "My squad..... I need to find them...." He murmered before sinking back to the ground. "The are the least of your concerns. I can promise theirsaftey, if only you come with me." Dimitri Sighed. "All right.... if they remain safe..."

OOC: Meh, that works.

OOC: Canadstein, I posted the thing with Dimitri before you were on, if you didn't want it, just say so.

Frank had been running through the biological facility for some time now. Narrowly avoding trouble as he went. He had heard the battle the whole time, slowly frawing closer. he had also noted a small landing zone for attack choppers. He knew he had to reach them before they were all gone, possibly hijack a radio as well....

Saya suddenly lost sight of Dmitri, puzzled she told the other two to stop. She shrugged, might as well find someway out of here. She saw the landing pad and rushed torwards it, bringing all the others along with her.

OOC: You mean me? I'm the only one left.

OOC: Gotta go, this time for just a titchy bit. Bet everybody will sign out.

OOC: Well, looks like you were right, gotta go. Sorry.

OOC: Sorry about the tank thing, when I wrote it I was tired, but I know now.

IC:John hit the ground running off the tank towards D-4 and said "I am here to help, we've gotten the last of the bio-mech's, and now I can help you in anyway I can."

Dag was'nt really paying attention, so Saya answered instead, "Well, we lost sight of Dmitri. We've decided to just find a way out of here".

John handed Saya her sniper rife back and said "I had to lug two rifle's for almost 3 hours, thew! We've gotten the last of the bad bio-mech's, now they are just mopping up. Let's find some transportation out of here!"

"How do you think I feel?"

Dag4 indicated his AS-57, and M-14. He climbed onto the tank.

"There should be choppers at the lab, I get get us outta here in one of them, provided they're in working order."

John climbed in, and Saya followed, and he drove the tank towards the lab's saying "I think even though you had a harder time then me, I, and 4 of the Allied Nation troop's, and other troop's had to fight our way through the lab's to destroy them, that took a while, where are the helicopter's parked at the lab's D-4?"

Saya accepted the rifle and said, "Thanks, the katana did'nt do much good against kidnapping. Though I suppose a rifle would have done even less". She quickly agreed with Dag, "So lets get going already"!

"Should be near the lab building itself, in case they had to evacuate. Last mission I saw a few Huey's parked there, here's hoping they're not gone. If they are, I'll get, creative."

He scanned for anything out of place. He knew not to let himself get complacent in a combat zone, no matter how safe it seemed. Ahead at the facility he could barely make out the thermal signature of a row of helicopters.

Saya was getting impatiant, "See anything yet"? She asked, she had lost her thermal goggles while getting dragged by Dmitri.

"Nah, here's my spare set, just because I don't see it yet doesn't mean the threat isn't out there."

He handed Saya his thermal goggles, as he was using the thermal scope on his rifle. He kept scanning for anything without arms and legs headed toward them. He saw a target flit behind a tree.

"Not gonna save you this time."

He fired another of his massive .57 caliber rounds, which punched through the tree, and then overpenetrated the Bio-Mech.

"One less to mop up later."

Saya put on the goggles and lifted her own rifle, which she had forgotten to equip with thermal sensors. She vowed to do it as soon as she got back to the base. "Thanks, now, lets get to the lab, and kill anything that gets in our way". She took off running torwards the lab, shooting anything that moved.

John leapt to the ground running with Saya, and saw a UH-1H Huey around the nearest corner and motioned to Saya and D-4 and said "I found a helicopter we can fly off with, it's over here!"

Saya sighed, she could'nt fire her rifle while running for the plane. "Okay, lets get going". She slung her rifle and dejectedly drew her katana.

"Ah, the impatience of some of today's soldiers."

Dag4 ran after her, after all he was the one that could fly a helicopter.

John hopped in the Huey, making sure nothing bad and unpleasent was in there, he took up the door gunner posistion, leaving Saya to sit in the seat behind him, and D-4 would get in the pilot's seat and fly them back to base.

OOC: Is the mission over?

D4 did a cursory pre-flight check, ensured he was clear all around and turned on his radio.

"Welcome to SAS Airways, This is your captain speeking. We'll be on our way shortly. Government regulations have designated this a non-smoking aircraft, please fasten seatbelts, as we may be in for some turbulence."

He lifted the craft into the air, somewhat shakily.

"You'll have to excuse some of flying, I'm just a bit rusty. Oh, if you could, please cover out those doors. We've lost enough aircraft in this area."

He popped the craft up above the buildings. Then made a circle around the complex, giving his teammates a chance to sweep for anything out of place, or people who needed to be picked up. He radioed to base to indicate the team's situation.

"QCS Command, this is Dagger-4 we are airborne in a commandeered UH-1, do not engage any UH-1 approaching the base unless hostile intent is shown, we will confirm out approach once we are on approach. (to team) See anyone down there?"

John closed the door's and said the D-4 "How ironic we're on Scandavian Air System." He said to Saya and D-4 "How glad am I to be out of here, I wonder what caused Dmitri to act weird, say, where's Ed, do ya know?"

OOC: Well, we could always snag Frank while we're here, so he doesn't have to hijack another helicopter. either way, I've gotta go for a bit, Calizorinstan cover D4 for me, oh, and just to make sure we're all clear on this. Mick is also on the chopper.

OOC: You mean Shen, that I take control of D-4?

Saya shrugged, "I thought he was with you".

OOC: And Ed, if we can spot either of them. And yes, Calizorinstan.

John said "I see him down there, D-4 let's land and pick him up. I am sure glad to be out of that warzone! I must say I was getting rather scared in the lab, for we had been surrounded by those bio-mech's, with no option but to fight our way out."

D-4 nodded and shakily set the UH-1 Huey to near where Ed was, and John helped Ed into the helicopter, and covered Ed's climb into the Huey, and John got back on and said "Let's rumble D-4!" He closed the door and D-4 said "This is Air SAS, (similar to Air America), we're headed back to the breakroom, but keep your hand's and feet inside the helicopter at all times, and fasten your seatbelt's, if we're lucky our meal will be served at the QCS breakroom, weather is slightly patchy, that's all for now, this is the Captain speaking." He shakily lifted off the Huey, and they started off, and John said to Saya "Let me know if you see Frank somewhere, so we can pick him up too."

Saya nodded, "I know what you mean. Say, do you have any chocolate? I like to have some after a particurly hellish mission".

John pulled out a 3 lb Cadbury milk chocolate bar, and split it between him, Saya, D-4 and Ed. He took a bite and said "Yeah, this relive's my nerve's, I feel better after a good bit of chocolate."

Saya clapped at the sight of three pounds of chocolate, "Thanks John!" She immeadiatly began biting into it, "Why do you think Dmitri flipped like that? He got pretty scary".

John said "Clearly he didn't remember us, so he wasn't bitten for sure, I know that for a fact. He must have had amensia, but wonder how he got hit that hard, I mean, I still can't believe it though. I've got a couple of Dr.Pepper's in my bag too." He pulled one out for Saya, and one for himself, and he took a sip of it and sighed contetedly.

Saya laughed, "I should start calling you the candy man"! She settled down into a comfortable position and looked out the window. "Hey, look! The base is coming up!"

OOC: I'm back. Had some work to do real quick there.

"Thanks. As for Dmitri, its the shock of being left behind in a hostile environment. Its bad enough when you're dealing with enemy soldiers, but these things, well, that's goot be like being left behind in Hell. I can't blame him, as much as I want to."

He broke a chunk of the chocolate and popped it into his mouth. he chewed thoughtfully.

"I was left behind once, got stuck in a collapsed building, by the time I got out, well, the Exfil Bird was gone, my team was gone, and I had a division of enemy soldiers between me and safety. That was E&E in practice right there. For him, well, he must have felt like we abandoned him there, and that is a brutal feeling right there. Just sad we couldn't get him back. On a somewhat lighter note, I'm not going to pass out this time."

He kept chewing the chunk of chocolate.

Dmitri came running through the forest screaming. Seeing the huey take off he jumped and got hold of the bar, that used for landing. He could see the mech that had chased him. Dmitri now hoped that he could hold on long enough. "Hey you guys up there can you help me?"

Dagger 4 looked out the window.

"Holy shit! Open that door! Now! Pull him in!"

He couldn't believe that Dmitri was back. He steadied the craft so they could help him in.

Saya looked down and saw Dmitri. "Hey look, there he is, and hes asking for help"? Her eyes flashed red. "I say ignore him, we gave him a chance".

D4 put the bird on auto-pilot and turned in his seat. He had his pistol unholstered.

"Saya, pull him in now, or I'll do it myself. I do not plan to leave him behind if he's come to his senses. So please just do it."

She sighed, and reached down and pulled him in. "Okay, just keep him away from me".

John pulled Dmitri in with all of his strength and said as he pulled him in "Welcome back Dmitri!, we're glad you came to your senses, here's some chocolate.." He pushed this piece of chocolate into Dmitri's hand, and patted Dmitri on the shoulder and said "We're glad your safe and sound man, we are glad."

"We've got space up here, man, just climb over the panel, carefully."

He took back control of the bird and manuevered it to land.

"Sorry we didn't notice you there. You hung on a long time."

His pistol was still in easy reach, if something went wrong, he'd have it first.

John pulled both door's shut, and the sat back with Saya and put his iPod on one of his song's by his band "Black Stones" called "Red Tide", and put it on speaker, and did what limited air guitar he coulds sitting down.

Saya was too mad too even laugh, she just sat there glaring at Dmitri.

John stopped the song and said to Saya "I hope you're mad at him and not at me, I didn't cause him to go weird, maybe he'll apologize once he come's to his senses." He ate a piece of chocolate.

"I thought we'd lost you back there, welcome back. As you can see, we'll be touching down in about a minute. Helluva way to get back though."

He brought the chopper down lightly on the pad and deactivated everything.

"Thank you for flying Special Air Service Airlines, we hope you enjoy your stay in the QCS base, and as always, remember, 'Who Dares Wins.'"

The blades had spooled down enough that he got out and waited for the rest of the squad to disembark.

"Dmitri, I don't think we've been properly introduced. Dagger-4, Shenyangi SAS Sniper, Dagger Team. You can call me Dag, D4, or Dag4 if you want."

He extended his hand to Dmitri.

John said "I don't think I've properly intro'd myself either, I'm John Macked, commandadant of the Calizorinstani Marine Corps soon" He extended his hand to Dmitri.

Saya smiled her little gril smile, which looked rather odd with her red eyes, "Oh, hes not going to answer you ya know".

Dmitri said nothing more once he got onto the helicopter. He was in a complete state of shock. The only thing he did was nibble on some of the chocolate. Something had happened in the woods, that changed him. Dmitri took a deep breath to calm himself. He just stared blankly at Saya. Next mission...

Saya kept on smiling, "See? What did I tell you"?

Dmitri looked at her and shook his head. She would get her own, once she was all alone. Dmitri reloaded his G3 and looked through the scope. "Worry about yourself..."

Saya scowled, "Hey, what are you doing loading? Is kidnapping not enough"?

"Hmph..."

Dagger-4 looked at Dmitri and finally realized what the look in his eyes was. He waited for a moment when Saya wasn't paying attention and whispered to Dmitri over a closed comm channel.

"Never gonna happen Dmitri, best not try anything, she's more dangerous than any two of the rest of us."

He kept going toward the buildings with his weapons slung up. This wasn't quite a mission accomplished, Dmitri was still out of it.

OOC: Playing catch up, I hate school...
IC:
Mick was dazed. The whole mission had been a blur, and the hostage situation hadn't helped. He almost robotically unholstered his revolver and put it in his lap when Dmitri was pulled in.
He was still pale, and partially in shock over the whole ordeal.
This outfit's goin' to hell in a handbasket...
He pulled out a small metal flask from a previously hidden pocket on his belt, opened it, and took a long swig and the warmth restored some color to his face and calmed his nerves a bit. He held it out, "Anyone else up for a sip?"

"What are you doing? Being a bitch? Thats what I thought." Dmitri said as he looked down at the ground bellow zoomed past him. Everything seemed so different.

Saya made a disgusted sound at took the flask from Mick and took a long swig. She was getting very annoyed.

John whispered to Saya as they got out "Listen, I've got a bad feeling that, sin ce Dmitri is still out of it, and he want's to kill you. If you stay in the QCS breakroom alone, I know you might be able to handle him, but he might kill you when you least expect it, so I'll go with you and make sure that he doesn't go psycotic on us." He charged his F2000 as a warning to Dmirti.

Mick looked at Dmitri anger now in his eyes, "Stow it! Consider yourself lucky. In my country, you would have been wasted as soon as negotiations went sour. We spared you and thanks to us you get to see home again. Personally, I think insulting any member of this team after what we did to save you earns you a shove out the door."
His grip on his .357 tightened and he continued to glare at Dmitri, eyes unblinking.
Of all the nerve...

The next mission that he and Saya were alone he was going to get her. People might doubt that she was killed by zombies, but what proof would they have. Her body were either by eaten or blown to pieces because she was a "zombie". Dmitri ever so wanted that moment to come right now.

Saya looked at John, "Oh, I hope he does do it. It'll give me a nice excuse."

"All of you shut up. Dmitri, put the gun down, Saya ignore him."

'This is gonna be a long operation.' he thought.

He kept walking and hoped he wasn't going to have to knock anyone out before he got to the building.

John walked with Saya and D-4 back to the QCS breakroom where he plopped down and said "I feel a concert is in order inorder to relieve our stress, whatcha think of that idea Saya?"

"All of you shut up. Dmitri, put the gun down, Saya ignore him."

'This is gonna be a long operation.' he thought.

He kept walking and hoped he wasn't going to have to knock anyone out before he got to the building.

OOC: Uh, I thought we were onboard the chopper....
IC: Mick allowed the wave of anger to pass and realized Dagger 4 had a point. He holstered his revolver and turned to Saya and whispered, "It's always the quiet ones, huh? Don't worry about him, I've got your back. People like that always tend to get theirs in the end. One way, or another."

He noted to himself that he couldn't leave these two alone. Someone was going to die if that was to happen, and the last thing this disfunctional, self-destructive unit needed was a case of friendly fire, deserved or not.

She sighed. But she was still angry. "Just leave it, Dags right.". But she walked up to Dmitri, "But, I'm watching you carefully". To Mick: "Thanks, its nice to know".

John followed D-4 into the building, and to the breakroom and whispered to D-4 "We can't leave Saya and Dmitri alone, someone's gonna die if they're left alone together."

Saya sat sown in the breakroom, and realised she still had Micks flask. She shrugged and drank from it.

"Well, the logical choices are pairing the snipers, or assigning her and I spotters. I can have SAS spotters flown in if we need 'em."

He was worried, and wondering if leaving Dmitri on the skid would have been a better choice.

John asked D-4 as he sat down in the breakroom "Do I have to be paired with Dmitri then?"

Mick walked into the breakroom behind them, in time to hear John,
"Agreed. I say we start fire teams and put them in separate ones."
He reached for his flask-and realized Saya still had it.
"Be right back."
He walked toward Saya, attempting a smile,"I'm sure you're thirsty, but I do need that flask back. Can't have you drinking all of my bourbon."

Saya grinned, she had emptied the flask, and was getting rather happy. "Tell ya what, I'll give you the flask, if you give me a kiss". She hiccuped and started to laugh.

"We'll see, like I said we could pair the snipers, it'll work for now atleast."

He began stripping down the AS-57 on the table.

John strapped on his guitar and began to play Stairway to Heaven and said "I needed to get this whole Dimitri buisness off my head, so I'm playing some guitar, feel free to listen.", he switched to a Killswitch Engage song, and grinned at Saya.

Saya grinned, she had emptied the flask, and was getting rather happy. "Tell ya what, I'll give you the flask, if you give me a kiss". She hiccuped and started to laugh.

Mick genuinely smiled this time, "Tempting offer, but I'm afraid that would be what people in my country call taking advantage. I'm afraid I'll just have to cut you off..."
He reached over and took the flask, stopping Saya from falling over as he did so.
"Well, I guess it's a little late to be cutting you off," he laughed.
He led her over to a couch and sat her down.
"My homeland makes some pretty strong bourbon, I suppose I should have warned you."

John switched to a Mettalica song, and started sliding, and headbanging like crazy and jumped a little bit, and then switched to the song he had played last night "Heal me, I'm Heartsick.".

Saya was still laughing, and after she heard the Killswitch Engage song, she got up and began to dance.

John started playing another Killswitch Engage song "The End of Heartache" and started headbanging, and sliding on the floor, and he bent almost over on himself, as he string bent, jumped up and his hand's were a flurry now.

Mick shook his head and went over to the table where Dagger 4 was disassembling his rifle.
"Got room for mine?" he asked.

"I dunno, maybe... Ah, yeah go for it."

He cleaned each part of the weapon.

"The only bad thing about this thing, is the direct impingement gas system. That should be getting changed in the final version. Oh, and you might not want to offer her drinks anymore, her standards dropped like a rock no offense." he said conspiratorially.

John started to play a "Black Stone's" song, called "Red Tide Dawns", this time his finger's flurried faster, and he hit load's off effect pedal's, and he headbanged, and did a powerslide, and finally, did a solo ending, a wild one to be sure, and then took off his guitar, and got a Dr.Pepper and sat down next to Saya.

Saya was just about to start really dancing when she abruptly passed out, and slid down on the floor. She obviously could'nt hold her alchohal very well.

"Heh," Mick replied, "Still, something to be said about a girl that likes to party it up. Although yeah, no more bourbon for her. But then again, you want to talk about bad taste," he returned the insult and gestured at the direct impingement system. Mick put his rifle on the table, "Be right back."
He walked over to Saya, picked her up gently, and moved her to a couch.
"Yeah, definitely no more bourbon for you."

"I told you so."

He laughed and then camed himself.

"We'd better get her to medical, in case she throws up or something."

John caught her up and laid her down on the couch and said "I think Saya, you've had too much to drink, here's some chocolate.." He put a bar of Hershey's into her hands and sat down on the floor.

John caught her up and laid her down on the couch and said "I think Saya, you've had too much to drink, here's some chocolate.." He put a bar of Hershey's into her hands and sat down on the floor.

OOC: Thinking the same thing!
IC:
Mick turned back to Dagger 4, "I'll get to that. Watch my gun. I should probably stay with her at least until she pukes the stuff back up and is coherent. Don't want a certain person trying anything and I know the medics don't pack heat"
He went and picked up Saya where John had put her and started walking to medical.

When Saya woke up she was on a couch with some chocolate in her hands. She also had a headache. She looked around and saw John and Mick talking, "Hey, what happened"? She asked, taking a bite out of the chocolate.

John picked up his guitar as soon as Mick and Saya left the room and started playing "Crazy Train" by Ozzy Osbourne and said to D-4, "Recognize this song It's a rock classic"

"You got totally crocked. I mean, completely out of it. You wanted to kiss Mick."

He was starting to mess with Mick's rifle, searching for something he could find fault in.

Saya laughed, "Ugh, are you serious"? She grinned at Mick, to show she did'nt mean it, and abruptly puked in his lap. "Oops, sorry Mick"!

John stopped his guitar, and decided to see how Saya was doing, so he walked in, Mountain Dew in hand said to Mick "How's she doing, I don't want our best sniper out of action for too long."

"Of course I do. I'm not a hermit. Crazy Train." He started to hum along as he became progressively more irrate that he couldn't make something break on the rifle.

He was shaking it violently, finally giving up and putting it down. He kept humming as he finished with the AS-57 and began tightening assorted components to perfect precision.

"You trying to say something?"

OOC: RS put me in control of Mick for a bit.

"Ugh, its okay, I should probably go change though."

Mick walked out, headed for his room to change.

D4 shook his head.

"Saya, don't accept his flask from now on, that stuff is pretty much the strongest bourbon you'll find, anywhere."

Saya grinned, "Now that I remember it, it was actually kind of fun". She grimaced, "I don't relish the headache though".

John moved his guitar and amp into Saya's room, and said "If you don't think me playing will hurt your recovering, I'll play for you."

"I perfer Toso, spiced Saki, also very strong I'm afraid."

He produced what was essentially a large test tube. He uncapped it and emptied the contents into his mouth.

"As for the traditional way of drinking it, that I can live without. The way I see it," he held up the test tube, "one shot, one kill."

He laughed as he looked at the clear plastic tube.

"As for the headache, you have to either live with it, or find your own remedy, I'm still looking for one myself."

Saya shook her head at Dag, "You're crazy". She said. To John she said: "Thanks, that would be nice. Just nothing dancy." She grinned.

"I know, trust me, I know."

Leaned on the wall and looked around the room.

"Hey! This room's nicer than mine! I thought we were housed in identical rooms!"

John started on the Top Gun Theme by Van Halen and said "What'cha think of this Saya?" He said as he started playing the famous theme.

Saya grinned, "Turns out they had rooms just for girls".
OOC: I've got to get off for now.

OOC: Okay,bye Merkasha.

OOC: Same here.

"So unfair... If I wasn't freakin' 30 I'd have a serious problem with this."

He shook his head.

"I should probably put these away before I get in trouble with security. Be back in a minute."

Mick walked in wearing a pair of beat up jeans and his undershirt.
"Wonder if there's a laundromat around...At any rate, I managed to find another bottle!" He swished the flask to show that there was in fact liquid in it.
"But Saya," he smiled, "I think we need to introduce you to it a little more slowly next time."
He popped the cap and took a long swig. He nodded appreciatively to John.
"Good song, reminds of the time I 'borrowed' a Blackhawk during basic," he smiled at the memory.

Ed had been following Dimitiri around for a while now. He had followed him all along the beach, along the break room (suprisingly, he didn't go in.) Now he was prepared to talk to Dimitir, he had stopped by the cliffs again. As he came up along side him, he was knocked flat and saw Dimitri aim his rifle at him. Ed reacted quickly, kicking the rifle away and pulling Dimitiris feet out from under him. He hit the sandstone with a thump, and before he could lay another blow into him, he was interuppted by General Lawrence. "In-fighitng will not be tolerated, dismissed back to the break room, Commander Harrison." Ed saluted and left. When he was sure he was out of range, General Lawrence brought his right fish in a crashing blow to Dimitris stomach. "Thought you could threaten a member of my squad, eh?" He caught him with a fierce right-hook. "Thought you could trheaten Saya and get away with it?" Another right hook to the jaw. "Not in my squad, I was content to let Ed beat you to death, but I'llt ake that pleasure for myself." He pulled out his magnum and pulled the hammer back. "I have all the right mind to shoot you right now."

Mick just realized something, "Dag, why's my gun on the floor?"
He walked over and slung it on his shoulder. He then turned and grinned, "Couldn't resist, could you?"

Frank woke up in the medical center. He checked his watch and found it had been four hours since he had been rescued by a sqaud of AN troopers. He sighed and got up, the familar sterile white walls of the QCS medical center was very relaxing,at least he was home.

Seeing nothing really happening, Mick walked out and proceeded to the med lab. There was someone he wanted to talk to. He walked into Frank's room and knocked before entering.
"Mind if I drop by? I brought presents," he pulled out the flask, "Fair warning though, it's strong stuff. You missed it but Saya got completely hammered off of it."
He offered the flask.

"Thanks." he said and took a long draught. "Good to see a friendly face around here. And Saya getting hammered? She doesn't seem like the drinking type. By the way, I've got a report for General Lawrence, have any idea where he is?"

"He's not in the command center? Odd. If he's not there I have no clue. Oh well, now's as good a time as any to find out. Up for a walk?"

"Heh, we'll just tell him you're getting some fresh air is all. Come on, I'll take point."
Mick lead the way towards the exit, making sure no one saw the duo sneaking out. When the coast was clear he motioned for Frank to follow.

"Sure, last I heard the General headed for the cliffs." Frank opened the door carefully and peeked around it. '"f Doctor Kates catches me, I'm a dead man."

OOC: Gotta go.

OOC: Ok

OOC: UHC I would like it if you did not control my character.

Dmitri quietly returned to his room and turned off all of the lights. He could hear the other men playing music and having a good time. Dmitri did not want any of that. Especially that horrid thing that they called music. Dmitri quickly changed out of his cloths and took a well needed shower. He returned to his room and changed into some casual cloths. Cracking his fingers he sat down at his personal piano. So called Dmitri a prodigy in the field of pianos, but he gave it all up for this. Dmitri suddenly started to play so piece by Bach. This was the only thing that calmed him down truly.

John said to Saya "This isn't a dancy song, but well, you'll see..." He started playing "I Love Rock and Roll", and his strum's we're very good, and the classic sound eminated from his Carvin amp, and he grinned at Mick and Saya.

Dag4 walked back to see John. He heard 'I Love Rock and Roll' coming from up ahead, and a piece he couldn't quite place by Bach coming form Dmitri's room, he wondered how he could fit a piano into his room, if they were all 240 square feet (12 x 20) like his. He was beginning to suspect that he'd been given a disguised janitor's closet. He headed for the sound's of John's guitar. As was his custom, he was never completely disarmed, his pistol and holster were strapped to his leg. The other leg had his extra mags and combat dagger, each was secured in place so no one could draw them easilly without him knowing.

He leaned on the door jam and listened to the music, he was clad in full urban digital fatigues with the Shenyangi SAS - Dagger Team patch on one shoulder along with his sniper tab, and his various commendations and awards attached to the other. His dark hair was slicked back and he listened with his eyes closed to the music.

"I really need a vacation," he said, "somewhere away from this line of work, like, hell some place tropical."

He took out another vial and emptied it. Then shook his head and walked off back to his room.

John said to Dag4 as he peeked in "Hi, where you've been, I was just going to start a song." He started on Smoke on the Water, his finger's flyin'.

John saw Saya awake and he played "Heal Me I'm Hearsick" for her, and his arpeggio's were amazing, his chord were being almost being perfectly strummed, and his voice clear.

Saya heard the piano music coming from Dmitris room and thought for a second. "Maybe I should go apologise to Dmitri, I was kind of hard on him". She said.

John looked worried and said to Saya "Sure you'll be allright, I don't know if he still want's to kill you or not? Here's some chocolate, if you die, it's my parting gift. I still like your eye color though...."

Saya grinned, "I'll be okay, because you're coming with me." She grabbed John and began dragging him torward Dmitris room. "I'm keeping the chocolate and compliment though".

John rolled his eye's and said "You may keep the chocolate free of charge, same with the compliment, I'll make sure he doesn't do anything funny." He liked being dragged by her to tell the truth.

Dmitri ended the piece with a bang, and sat there motionless for a minutes. His breathing was heavy. Then he started to play Minuet In G Major another famous Bach piece. Johann was one of his favorite composers and Dmitri often loved to play his pieces.

They arrived at the door, and Saya uncouncisly loosened her katana, and knocked on the door as loud as she could, to get past the door. "Hey Dmitri, can we come in?"

"Yes you can...I guess..." Dmitri replied. The room was dark with the only light coming form the hallway. He had almost played in the dark. Dmitri quickly turned on the lights at the pair. "What do you two want?"

Saya took a bite of chocolate nervously, and bought time chewing, "Uhm, well, I'd like to apologise, we were kind of hard on you, it could'nt of been easy being stuck there like that." She held out her hand, "Could we just start again"?

"Yeah I kind of freaked out in the woods. It was my first mission, and I saw a lot of stuff that I don't want to remember. I guess I snapped and you know the rest..." Dmitri said as he nodded. His hand shaking moved toward Saya's hand. Then it firmly grasped her hand. Dmitri just nodded and continued to play on the piano.

Saya nodded. "Uhm, thanks. Mind if we sit down? I don't listen to the piano much".

"Yeah, how about you try yourself." Dmitri moved over on his bench and gave enough room for Saya. He then suddenly remembered the closeness and warmth of her body. Dmitri shook his head. "So lets see what you got, Saya."

Saya shrugged and sat down uncertainly, the only thing she had ever learned to play was the ocorina. She hesitantly hit a few of the keys, and shook her head. "I don't know how to do this at all."

Dmitri played some keys and looked back at Saya. "Just fellow what keys I play okay?"
Then he waited her to catch up, and started to play new notes again.

Saya began to follow his lead, starting to get more confident. "Hey, why are they're white and black keys"? She asked Dmitri.
OOC: LOL, thats actually something that I wonder.

John said to Dmitri "I am sorry for being a bit, "bullish", as we say back home, I'd like to try the piano a little bit, I've played hymn's on it before." He shook Dmitri's hand and smiled.

D4 walked up to the door, still armed.

"Anyone here know why all our missions have been going to hell lately? Mission 2, Mission 3, the only one that didn't end up FUBAR was the first damn mission. We should talk to the general about coming up with a different plan, because so far we've nearly been overrun by the Afflicted, killed in plane crashes, obliterated by Bio-Mechs, its out of control. Perhaps air insertions are a little too obvious when we're up close and personal."

He was leaned on the door with a slightly annoyed look on his face.

"We're some of the world's most elite soldiers, we can't be screwing up this bad on our own. Anyone? Theories, ideas, rampant speculation?

Saya stopped playing and thought for a second, "Do youthink this might not be on accident"? She asked.

"Well, if its not then we've got the worst luck ever. Still, 3 missions straight we've been getting hammered. I think I'm going to have to look into this further."

He looked down the hall in either direction to ensure it was clear.

"So far I've heard the General talking about some treatment, which was evidently extremely dangerous, that they used on Ed, we've heard about the disappearing base staff. The general's sent us into the same area the same way, Twice, both times losing personnel and extremely valuable equipment. We were dropped into a hostile environment without any idea how many Afflicted there were, not even a rough estimate. For that matter, who leaves Afflicted alive for several years to deploy an elite multi-national force to mop them up as best they can, THEN fire-bomb the place, even in an isolated area, that's taking an awful risk. Oh yeah, and for that matter, Squad 2 was evidently wiped out or captured. They weren't that much worse than us, either. It feels like a set-up alright. I'm sure this is out of line somewhere."

He glanced down the hall again.

"Well, if its not then we've got the worst luck ever. Still, 3 missions straight we've been getting hammered. I think I'm going to have to look into this further."

He looked down the hall in either direction to ensure it was clear.

"So far I've heard the General talking about some treatment, which was evidently extremely dangerous, that they used on Ed, we've heard about the disappearing base staff. The general's sent us into the same area the same way, Twice, both times losing personnel and extremely valuable equipment. We were dropped into a hostile environment without any idea how many Afflicted there were, not even a rough estimate. For that matter, who leaves Afflicted alive for several years to deploy an elite multi-national force to mop them up as best they can, THEN fire-bomb the place, even in an isolated area, that's taking an awful risk. Oh yeah, and for that matter, Squad 2 was evidently wiped out or captured. They weren't that much worse than us, either. It feels like a set-up alright. I'm sure this is out of line somewhere."

He glanced down the hall again.

John said to D-4, "I have my suspicousian's about the general, think about it, he's sent us to place's that he know's are way too dangerous, and tries to kill us, but whyhave the QCS squad's in that case?....."

Saya shrugged, "Maybe you're right Dag. And someone started the afflicted virus. What if the general works for the people who did it"?

"I really don't want to consider that, because it would mean we're all meant to die. As for someone starting it, perhaps a little investigation can turn up what caused the first outbreak."

He had drawn his dagger and was checking the blade's sharpness with the edge of his left index finger.

"If things go sour, we'd better be ready, because when things go south with the Afflicted, they go south real fast. Say, has anyone been in the back bays of Medical? I've never seen the place, assumed it was an OR or something, but now I' not so sure, its always sealed. We should remember to find out what's up with that at some point soon."

He was now examining the supressor on his XD-45. It was moderately scratched, matte black, and relatively large for a pistol supressor. He unscrewed it and examined the threads on the end of the barrel.

"There's a reason I never drop all my weapons, and this is starting to feel like its going to be another one."

Saya thought for a second, chewing on some chocolate. She abruptly jumped up, "Okay, lets go check out the back bays." He grabbed Dag and John and started dragging them both, "You wanna go Dmitri"? She yelled over her shoulder.

Mick strolled in, his flask now replaced with a bottle of water.
"Say, that's pretty good. Anyone who can play the ivories like that can't be all bad. Just wanted to apologize for, you know, almost tackling you back in the woods."
He looked at Dagger 4, "Well, you're your usual happy self. What's up?"
He was just in time to see Saya dragging Dag and John out of the room.
"Whoa, wait for me!"
He followed after them, rifle on his shoulder and pistol holster dangling loosely from his belt.

"John, the only reason I can see, if we're right, is that they're testing these things for us. They wanted to send the best they can create against the best soldiers in the world. The only ways to do that would be to seed a population of them in a nation, or create a multi-national strike team of the world's best operators, and then seed isolated areas within their own nation, creating plausible explanations for each, and seeing how far they have to go to defeat us strategically, as opposed to making us cut and run with our lives, a tactical victory. Its a scary thought, I really hope this is just us being paranoid."

He looked uneailly down the halls as he examined the sidearm.

Dmitri simply shook his head and continued to play on his piano. The lights went off again, and he returned to his passion. Cracking his fingers he looked at the piano. It was time to make some magic.

"Dag, you're hinting the chief's got something to do with this? I mean, it's a plausible arguement and I've had my suspiscions, but I just didn't want to believe it..."
He unslung his rifle as they continued.

"Oh come on Mick, its kind of obvoius once you think about it, I mean why would he use a 'dangerous treatment' on Ed? All that happened to him was that he got knocked out". Saya looked over her head at Mick, "Somethimes you just have to play with the hand that you're dealt".

"True, but betrayal's never easy to cope with no matter how you look at it. But you're right," he racked a round into his rifle, "and it's time we took a look at the general's hand."

"I'm not hinting, I'm saying that its one of the only explanations for this."

He checked that the pistol was ready to go as he walked, drew the knife and clamped his hands so he held both at once.

"For security."