NationStates Jolt Archive

Briefing: Alanea's White Corporation develops the nation's defence technologies and overlooks all scientific research. Karl Kolb is the White Corp. Minister, and was shamed today when Silver Corp. [Media and Communications] accused his corporation of attempting to develop clones of kidnapped citizens. It was even rumoured that his daughter, Ami, was imprisoned on the island of Ingyeong [where White Corp. is based] after a press conference in Germany shaming her family's work. The Black Corp. [security service] has not commented and Ami Kolb is reported 'missing'.

ooc: want to involve many nations. need: nations who are inadvertedly AGAINST the possibility of cloning; need nations who are interested in supporting White Corp.; need friend[s] of Ami on Ingyeong, trying to help her escape her prison; need enemies of Ami-White Corp. and/or Black Corp. security trying to find her. Plot is open from the start.



Her father shook his head for the umpteenth time, flashes of anger coming through those tired eyes. He had had his daughter sat strapped to the bench. They were flying in one of those rustic White Corp. choppers over the Wonsan Sea, heading for Norda. Her father never told her why or where they were going anymore. He didn't even leave her in her cell if he ever left Ingyeong for a meeting.

'I can't risk you going back to Germany,' he would stress with his wrinkled forehead and pointing, righteous hand, 'because we've had enough trouble from you already.'

The chopper rattled threateningly..they should really get some more funding, Ami was thinking. There were two soldiers slumped on either side of her father, staring at something, anything. She assumed there were two others in the pilot's cabin.

'I want to eat.' she murmured to her father, 'I haven't eaten anything all day. Is the country in a famine or something?'

Minister Kolb smiled and reached into the inside of his white lab coat. He did not pull out a childhood favourite snack, as she'd hoped, but a syringe. She should have known. Her routine putting-to-sleep. They must be close to Norda now. Without resistance-what was the point?-the needle slipped into her and her mind fell backwards into nothingness.

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...Ami woke up. It was significantly colder. The harsh whistling of a distant blizzard had replaced the hum of White Corp. anti-aircraft machinery. In fact, as her eyes opened feebly, she was no longer in the chopper. It lay immobile, on its side-although not in flames-like a huge rock that had been there for centuries. An unknown man stood over her. A few metres away the a soldier was pulling her cursing, injured father out of the chopper's stomach. Her shackles were undone...her back was aching...but she felt she could walk...she would have enough time to escape...

Cerska Research Center

"..taking this technology could mean huge breakthroughs in medical research, not to mention its advantages for the military."
Director Ruse Geof tapped his chin thoughtfully. As acting Director of Cerska Company research, it was his job to make sure Cerska Corperation was always up-to-date.
This new cloning thing might throw everything out of whack.
"Ill contact Richard. Our mercanaries have been waiting for something to do"
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6 hours later
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It was raining when Agent 002 entered the newly created stealth attack helicopter, named CaHS1.
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v508/cesaresc/Aero_dibujo/Ka-58_speculative-superp-577.jpg
Its sleek design meant it was invisible on any radar screen.
So 004 was totally confident he could complete his mission and get out without ever being spotted, whether bullets where fired was another story. His mission brefing replaying itself in his head:
Find White Co. research subject, return her to Cerska Research center, kill any witnesses.
With that short brefing replaying itself, he started the helicopter, and it warmed up, rotors throwing off a spray of water.
He gained altitude, and headed for Ingyeong.

The White Corp. Minister stepped onto the second chopper that had arrived shortly after the crash. His daughter had run away. Two of his men died because of a flimsy blizzard. In times like these he wished the Alanean Army would stop monkying around training in the Minkyu region and actually do something productive. He juped into the warmth of the transporter, and did not acknowledge the solemn-faced intern who was silently saying sorry for all this mess she'd just created. Why send them to Norda? A skiing island. There's nothing here. Not even a fight in a pub has been reported here. Tourists, loners, students of the Arctica Academy. Nothing. The chopper gained ground and turned towards Prince Town. This stupid mistake would have to be reported...he could hear the Defence Minister shouting in his ear already...

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Ami must have fallen unconscious again. Now she awoke in a small room. The interior was wooden and rather Scandinavian in taste. So they are in Norda. Somewhere. The man she'd seen before had gone. Who was he? She had been dressed in warmer clothing. A hot cup of cocoa and a slice of cake had been left on the table. But she didn't care about that, despite her creeping hunger. What she noticed was a red file that was also on the table...it had been addressed to her father...

On the streets of Alanea, if you walked around for long enough, you would see an old man. A man with a large white beard under his brown hat, white scarf and trenchcoat. Most people would pass him off as nothing, a nobody - never-was, never-will-be. The truth was not far from that. In truth, this man was a has-been. A washed up shell of the man he once was. Since the collapse of SRPA and President LaSalle's rise to power, this man had fled Ustio to retire. But how long can you retire when you are like him? So, unlike his colleages, he had continued his work, alone. And that work had brought him to Alanea, with the rumours of cloning and kidnapping.

He trudged down another street, ignoring everyone around him, pondering on what he already knew about what was going on. It was strange for him, not being alone in the field but knowing that he was the only one left. He headed into a bar, sat down, and ordered a beer.

OOC: Looking to spring Ami from jail, so I was thinking i'd bump into an employee of White Corp. in the bar and "press" him for information

ooc: Can you make a map of the prison? Maybe make it near a forest so 004 can infiltrate and kidnap/eventually rescue the girl?

The barmaid speaks in a bored Alanean accent, asking what the old man in the trenchcoat would like to drink. He looked foreign, she thought, but wasn't particularly interested. She was about to take his order when the men from last week suddenly barged into the quiet pub. They were definitely White or Black Corp. She scuttled away to serve somebody else.

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Adriana was a trained Black Corp. intelligence officer. She was usually assigned with the protection of the Monarchy in the Yon region, so this operation was a tad colder. Her team was a 5-member squad. Two White Corp. delegates of Minister Kolb. The other other two Black Corp. agents. And Adriana of course. She scanned around for the girl. Just a few Nordan lumberjacks and an odd foreigner.

'Let us sit near that old man.' she ordered, dialling the number that would connect her directly to the Black Corp. headquarters, 'We should ask around for witnesses.'

ooc: note the girl has escape her father's captivity. she's in a man's hut. man's identity not yet claimed..

The old man didn't move when Adriana and her team sat down. He didn't care about them, just his bottle of beer. However, he listened carefully to their conversation.

'If we don't find this idiotic girl she'll ruin everything!' Adriana snapped to the White Corp. delegates, who suggested going back to Ingyeong to see if Ami had returned there. 'There's no way she'd go back. She hates her father and you know what Kolb did to his wife. The important thing is that we catch her and silence her for good.'
'Silence her?' said one of the delegates, 'I really don't think Minister Kolb would-'
'This is no longer in the hands of White Corp.' interupted a Black Corp. officer, 'You will follow Agent Adriana's orders or lose your job.'
Adriana looked over her shoulder to see the foreigner drinking his beer, 'Did you question him?'
'He speaks no Alanean, it seems...'
Adriana rolled her eyes and returned to face the others. 'Minister Prince has ordered a kill-on-sight sanction on Ami Kolb. She's gone beyond the risk to national security.'
'We'll never find her out there...'
'The Black Corp.,' Adriana smiled, 'has good sources throughout this region. In fact one of our officers was on board the carrier from Ingyeong. If my expectations are correct, he will have survived the crash and will assume the position of an hospitable Nordan.'
'Then what?'
'He will tell her everything she wants to know about White Corp. Then kill her.'

That was all he needed to hear. He finished the beer, and began to leave. As he did, he deliberately bumped into the Black Corp. officer

"'Scuse me" he mumbled as he headed slowly to the door.

Ami read the file two times over. So it was true. Her suspicions were correct: her father was kidnapping foreigners for cloning experimentation. She felt angry that the German authorities hadn't done enough during her exile there. And now she was stuck in the middle of nowhere. The door opened and the man had returned. In the light she saw he was no friend of hers. Black Corp., definitely. More than 300 kidnappings. None of them had escaped or were released from the high-security base in Ingyeong. Her mother had been killed for trying to free them. It as not a tragic accident. And her landing in Nordan territory wasn't either. She felt frightened and wished somebody would help her...

004 managed to land his chopper in an abandoned factory in a torn-down area of Alanea.
He decided that the best way to get information was to visit the local pub.

He walked down the street, and spotted the bar in question.
He entered quietly, giving everyone in the bar a quick once-over.
His eyes lingured on the group of armed men at a nearby table, and made sure his Sig-Saure was still on his belt.

With smooth movements, he moved to the bartender and ordered a drink in Defesian, as to make sure no one would suspect him of ease-dropping.

I really should describe him now.
Here is his description:
http://boxwish.com/spot/image/2168/large/context_00078_james_bond_quantum_of_solace.jpg

The blue-eyed Defesian approached her. The barmaid was rather taken aback by his charming accent, but she didn't understand him. She doubted he would speak Alanian, so she used the limited English she'd learnt from her mother.
'Can I the help to you?'

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'The Defence Miniser's given the move to continue with the operation.' Adriana quickly announced, getting up and putting her phone away.
'What shall we do?' asked the older White Corp. delegate.
'You are to be disbanded from this operation. Return to Ingyeong. The White Corp. Minister is beginning a mass move of the cloning subjects. He will need all his employees out there.'
'I see...'
'Please...' said the younger delegate, 'Ami just wants to do justice for the Pegasus philosophy. She doesn't deseve to die...'
Adriana laughed impatiently, 'What magic coming from the mouth of a White Corp.! It's your corp who likes to mutilate innocent people for the apparent good of the future. We simply have to clean up your mess. If it weren't for us, we'd have absolutely no friends.'
'Agent Adriana...we should hurry up.' a Black Corp. officer prompted.
'Yes. Let's go. The Minister added that nobody else is killed. There's a safehouse not far from here...we'll get the tranquilising weapons and head for the girl. She's confirmed recaptured.'

The man who had bumped into Adriana's men stood outside, waiting for them to leave.

OOC: Sorry for the one-line posts, but it's difficult to make extensive posts without him talking to anyone or revealing his name.

ooc: Yes im going to use a Bond quote, dont sue me plz D:
ic:
He decided a little english would not endanger his mission.

"Just a moment. Three measures of Gordon's, one of vodka, half a measure of Kina Lillet. Shake it very well until it's ice-cold, then add a large thin slice of lemon peel. Got it?
'When I'm...er...concentrating,' he explained, 'I never have more than one drink before dinner. But I do like that one to be large and very strong and very cold, and very well-made. I hate small portions of anything, particularly when they taste bad. This drink's my own invention. I'm going to patent it when I think of a good name."

When the barmaid made his drink, he moved to a table right next to the Black Co. members, and listened.

The agent holding Ami looked out of the cabin's window. The blizzard was intensifying and the Nordan darkness was slowly descending on them. If they didn't hurry up, they wouldn't find him...

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Ami stared at the agent with disgust.

'Do you find this fun, Mr. Black Corp.?'
'You can call me Agent Jacks.'
'I don't really care. Where am I? Norda, surely. But where?'
'I can't give you that information, Miss Kolb.'
'So you know my father. Did he clone you?'
Agent Jacks laughed. 'No, he didn't.'
'Oh yeah, he only clones foreigners.'
'You should eat. You're not going to like your next visitor.'
'Am I going to die?'
'I cannot give you that-'
She rose from her chair in a jolt and threw the cocoa over him, causing him to recoil in pain. She took his T-G and shot him in the neck.
'..what are you...doing..' he spluttered, before shortly collapsing.
She fled from the hut, not conscious of any particular plan but grateful to still be alive.

The Black Corp. team trudged quickly out of the pub and made their way into the nearby forest, to shelter from the worst of the blizzard.
'The safehouse is only a few metres from here.' Adriana shouted over the wind, 'Make sure we're not being followed.'

One of the agents dropped back a few yards stood staring at the pub in the distance. It was his duty to make sure they weren't being marked, at least until he could no longer hear the crunching steps of his fellow agents...

004 shadowed the team out the door, turning the oppisite direction they were heading and moving into an abandoned house. He moved towards a window, and spotted the team.
When he saw them enter the forest, he pulled out a Infared scanner from his belt, he put them on and saw the red-blobs that represented the Black Corp team.

He saw one was staying behind, no doubt to make sure no one followed them.
He knew he had little time, he unclipped his sig saur, and waited untill the person on watch turn around before he left the house and followed them.

He stayed far enough behind to follow the footprints before they were engulfed by the blizzard, and he always made sure to not step on any fragile branches, giving his location away.

That was all he needed. The man walked swiflty to the Black Corp. agent, walking with a purpose. Before the agent could have time to react, the silenced pistol was already out of his coat, a muffled shot aimed right at the agent's knee, and the man quickly closed the distance, landing a fist into the agent's face. He pulled him up, so they were nose to nose. For his age, he was surprisingly strong

"Where is the safehouse?" he snarled, gripping his throat with one hand while pointing the pistol at the agent's other knee

Adriana motioned silently towards the clearing in the forest. Two other Black Corp. agents were waiting for them. The automated door had been opened. She told her team to go down into the basement safehouse.
'We have a problem.' whispered one of the safehouse keepers.
Adriana frowned, '...she's escaped?'
He nodded. 'Agent Jacks has been fired. We're calling for backup.'
Adriana cursed, kicked the snow and stormed into the safehouse.

The door slowly closed and all that was left in the Nordan forest were two Black Corp. keepers, apparently standing in the middle of nowhere...

004 darted behind the cover of a nearby tree, its large trunk and high bushes surrounding it totally concealed him.

He watched as an old man shot and disarmed a young, well trained Black Corp. soldier.

He pulled his Sig Saur out, and attached the modified silencer to it, he trained it on the old man, still concealed by the bushes.
If he happened to be spotted, he did not to give the man a chance to fire the first shot.

He continued to listen though...

The Black Corp. officer being threatened by the old man was coughing blood.

'You're too late.' he said, remembering the Black Corp. Code of Conduct, 'Who are you? Even if you find it, you can't get in if the door's shut. There are other officers ahead and surveillance of the door. You may as well give up to save being deported.'

004 could barely contain a snicker, he was at the mercy of the old man and he was telling him to surrender.

Ami had been running for over ten minutes now. She was wheezing. Not accustomed to this kind of fugitive lifestyle, she sat against a tree to catch her breath. She wished she could be with her parents. Once upon a time they were a happy family living happily off Alanea's benefits...why did her father have to accept that contract? If he'd known what he'd get himself into, he would never have joined the White Corp. all those years ago...

She sees a Black Corp. chopper in the distance. So. They called for backup.

She started running again.

The Black Corp. officer being threatened by the old man was coughing blood.

'You're too late.' he said, remembering the Black Corp. Code of Conduct, 'Who are you? Even if you find it, you can't get in if the door's shut. There are other officers ahead and surveillance of the door. You may as well give up to save being deported.'

The old man chuckled

"You think deportation scares me?" he laughed "Fine, if that's the way you want to play it - it's your funeral"

He raised the pistol to his forehead, pressed it hard into him. But he hesitated, flipped the pistol butt up, and smacked it hard into his head, knocking him down. With the agent down, he put the pistol away into his coat. He then removed his hat and pulled a small device from his coat pocket. He put it on, and it resembled a high-tech eye patch (http://www.metalgearsolid.cz/images/games/mgs4/stroje/solid_eye2.png). He tapped a button on the device, and his vision became green. The blizzard was no longer a factor in finding his way around. Bright shapes loomed out of the green landscape. Two guards by a building

"Must be the safehouse" he thought. Looking carefully, a set of footprints heading away from the cabin caught his eye.

Suddenly, he looked sideways. A bright shape loomed from behind a bush. He made no movements, assuming that the person was not Black Corp., because he could have shot him if ages ago if he was. He tipped his fedora to the man in the bush, and headed of in the direction of the footprints he had seen earlier, the night vision making finding the trail much easier.

'Well done,' though Adriana as she finished listening to the dialogue through the unconcious agent's mic, 'we're being followed. He isn't Alanean. Get onto his identity. I want to make a proosition with him.'
'Yes, we'll get right onto that. We've also alerted the keepers outside.'
'Excellent work. Now where's that backup?'

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Ami stopped. She heard someone coughing. A Black Corp. agent. He seemed to be gaining consciousness. She fingered the stolen T-G in her hand. Tranquilising Guns...what an ironic symbol of the Pegasus philosophy. They won't kill people, in theory. Unless somebody threatens what the state's really up to. She decided not to make herself known. She hid behind a tree, trying to subdue her shivering. Besides, the T-G takes 5 seconds for the toxin to kick into its victim. In those 5 seconds she could be killed by most lethal weapons, if the agent is armed with one.

The chopper flew overhead. It hovered over a distant clearing, then took off again..

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Ami stopped. She heard someone coughing. A Black Corp. agent. He seemed to be gaining consciousness. She fingered the stolen T-G in her hand. Tranquilising Guns...what an ironic symbol of the Pegasus philosophy. They won't kill people, in theory. Unless somebody threatens what the state's really up to. She decided not to make herself known. She hid behind a tree, trying to subdue her shivering. Besides, the T-G takes 5 seconds for the toxin to kick into its victim. In those 5 seconds she could be killed by most lethal weapons, if the agent is armed with one.

The chopper flew overhead. It hovered over a distant clearing, then took off again..

"You know, I don't think it would be good for your health if you're still here when he comes around" a voice said from behind Ami

Ami jumped out her skin. Well, not literally. With her little squel, the Black Corp. officer looked up and was about to touch his mic. She shot two tranquilisers at him and he was out again. She ran over to him and disconnected his mic.

'They're all too used to using these things.' she panted back to the man in the trees, 'I don't know who you are, but I really haven't the energy for another Lara Croft episode. I just want to get off this island and onto another one. I think I can save those foreigners...'

She was not aware that this man may be a threat to her. She simply prayed he could somehow help her...

Adriana lost contact with the agents outside.

'We're taking the Black Corp. Metro.' she said, 'The keepers can deal with him.'
'But what about the target? She's got to be on this island...'
'We're taking her too. The chopper will find her, and that foreigner. Don't you worry.'

Ami jumped out her skin. Well, not literally. With her little squel, the Black Corp. officer looked up and was about to touch his mic. She shot two tranquilisers at him and he was out again. She ran over to him and disconnected his mic.

'They're all too used to using these things.' she panted back to the man in the trees, 'I don't know who you are, but I really haven't the energy for another Lara Croft episode. I just want to get off this island and onto another one. I think I can save those foreigners...'

She was not aware that this man may be a threat to her. She simply prayed he could somehow help her...

The man smiled at her. Despite what he had first thought, she was obviously quite adept at using the T-G, even if she objected to it.

"Very nice" the man said "You must be Ami. Call me Merlin. As for the foreigners, I may be able to help you. But we'd better get out of here first. Not only are the Black Corp. after you, but I saw someone earlier - he was snooping around here, but he wasn't Black Corp."

Merlin looked around, making sure no-one was nearby

"C'mon, let's get out of here" he said, heading back towards the Pub he had been in earlier.

'Where are you taking me?' she called after him, running and wafting snow from her hair and eyes, 'If anybody sees me they'll tell the Silver Corp. straight away! I'm declared missing, sir...I think you haven't been watching the Alanean news. I'm a target for most corps now...'

ooc: btw is your c. speaking Alanean, your language or something else? :)

'Where are you taking me?' she called after him, running and wafting snow from her hair and eyes, 'If anybody sees me they'll tell the Silver Corp. straight away! I'm declared missing, sir...I think you haven't been watching the Alanean news. I'm a target for most corps now...'

ooc: btw is your c. speaking Alanean, your language or something else? :)

OOC: English, but he's adept at most languages. If you want, i'll send you a TG detailing Merlin's backstory.

"We can't stay around here - it's crawling with Black Corps troops" he said, handing her his hat to put on "At least in the town you have an easier chance to hide and escape"

The continued on towards the town

"So, what do you know about the kidnappings?" Merlin asked her

ooc: yes please!

'My father was more or less forced to order them.' Ami told Merlin, 'The White Corporation make most of Alanea's scientific decisions, as well as national defence. We came from Germany as applicants. The Alanean government granted him, my mother and me..which is rare..usually families aren't granted together. The application process is a toughie. Anyway he was granted because of his developments in Munich that strived to protect the West's diminishing environment. That was about five years ago. Now it's all gone to his head..or he's too caught up in it all that he can't refuse to do what the government say. The Black Corporation are trying to boost their shiny reputation...my best guess is that they struck a deal with White Corp to clone the best of the best of Alanea's foreign applicants. I bet they're trying to create the perfect security service. There are at least 300 on Ingyeong..their cells are kept deep underground, and there's no way you'd get to the island without a fight. Besides, I've got a feeling they're sending the victims somewhere else. Especially if they know foreign services are on to them. Let me rearrange my hair. When we enter this pub, I'm your daughter, if anyone asks. Give me whatever name you like. Just get me out of here.'

ooc: yes please!

'My father was more or less forced to order them.' Ami told Merlin, 'The White Corporation make most of Alanea's scientific decisions, as well as national defence. We came from Germany as applicants. The Alanean government granted him, my mother and me..which is rare..usually families aren't granted together. The application process is a toughie. Anyway he was granted because of his developments in Munich that strived to protect the West's diminishing environment. That was about five years ago. Now it's all gone to his head..or he's too caught up in it all that he can't refuse to do what the government say. The Black Corporation are trying to boost their shiny reputation...my best guess is that they struck a deal with White Corp to clone the best of the best of Alanea's foreign applicants. I bet they're trying to create the perfect security service. There are at least 300 on Ingyeong..their cells are kept deep underground, and there's no way you'd get to the island without a fight. Besides, I've got a feeling they're sending the victims somewhere else. Especially if they know foreign services are on to them. Let me rearrange my hair. When we enter this pub, I'm your daughter, if anyone asks. Give me whatever name you like. Just get me out of here.'

OOC: TG sent

Merlin grinned

"A fight, eh?" he smiled at her "It's been years since I had a good fight - let's you know you're still alive"

He waited for her, and pushed the door to the pub open.

ooc: thnx 4 TG! you may bring fantasy into it. :)

They entered the pub. The distant sound of the patrolling chopper could still be heard. She had never been here, and she walked over to the barmaid to order some drinks. This was the tester. This was the first contact she'd had with a civilian in five years. Her hands trembled. Her eyes fixed on a bottle of imported Defesian alcohol behind the barmaid. She even struggled to understand her when she first spoke. The barmaid served up the drinks and did not notice who Ami was. She relaxed slightly.

'It's a little empty here..' she said to Merlin as she sat down.
'There were a bunch of snobby corp folk in here a while ago,' the barmaid told them, looking clearly fed up with her job, 'and a really handsome guy from somewhere abroad...'

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Adriana scanned the surveillance screens outside of the safehouse door. It looked clear. The keepers were still there. She ordered the hatch to be opened once more. First she would find the agent who they'd lost connection with. They'd interrogate him, find out who had intefered in her operation, track down and kill every one of them...

ooc: thnx 4 TG! you may bring fantasy into it. :)

They entered the pub. The distant sound of the patrolling chopper could still be heard. She had never been here, and she walked over to the barmaid to order some drinks. This was the tester. This was the first contact she'd had with a civilian in five years. Her hands trembled. Her eyes fixed on a bottle of imported Defesian alcohol behind the barmaid. She even struggled to understand her when she first spoke. The barmaid served up the drinks and did not notice who Ami was. She relaxed slightly.

'It's a little empty here..' she said to Merlin as she sat down.
'There were a bunch of snobby corp folk in here a while ago,' the barmaid told them, looking clearly fed up with her job, 'and a really handsome guy from somewhere abroad...'

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OOC: No problem. I'll only have him use his powers against others as a last resort, otherwise it gives him a massive advantage over everyone else.

"Must have been that guy I saw earlier in the woods" Merlin said quiety to Ami "And hey, take it easy - stop worrying about being caught"

He swigged his drink

"If you're sloppy, they'll be more likely to remember you. Ugh"

He looked at his drink, then around to make sure no-one was watching him. Sure that nobody was watching, he looked back at the drink, and the glass began to freeze over. With his drink slightly colder, he continued

"Did you have a plan for getting these people out of here?" he asked

'Well, Ingyeong isn't that far from here. But we'd have to cross the Wonsan Sea..and seeing as we don't have a boat... '

'Well, Ingyeong isn't that far from here. But we'd have to cross the Wonsan Sea..and seeing as we don't have a boat... '

OOC: I'm going to stop posting for a while, give North Defese a chance to catch up. No boat eh? Well, Merlin could always teleport them across...

ooc an not have the fun of a boat chase UN ?

ooc: well there is a port in northern Norda in you fancy the trek through the snow :P

ooc an not have a the fun of a boat chase UN ?

OOC: Meh, what's fun in comparison to being able to destroy armies through sheer force of will alone? Then again, it would make it more interesting.

OOC: Yoy cant destroy my armies because I have raptor jesus and Lord Soth. Tag for possible later entry

OOC: Yoy cant destroy my armies because I have raptor jesus and Lord Soth. Tag for possible later entry

OOC: Slightly random, but okay. What are Raptor Jesus and Lord Soth?

Also Alanea, might want to create an OOC thread if we get more of this.

ooc : Unkerlantum you can join if you can find a way into the plot.

let's continue in rp.

Ami and Merlin head to the port of northern Norda. The snow has calmed and there appears to be no sign of the Black Corp. team.

'Can you teleport us to Porta Norda?' Ami shivered, 'There should be a boat or two there.'

Ami and Merlin head to the port of northern Norda. The snow has calmed and there appears to be no sign of the Black Corp. team.

'Can you teleport us to Porta Norda?' Ami shivered, 'There should be a boat or two there.'

OOC: Woah, hold your horses there Alanea. What I told you in the TG I sent and what I said in OOC earlier is assumed to be seperate to the IC posts. By that reckoning, Ami could not know he can teleport. Also, I said we should wait for ND to catch up.

ooc. understood! my bad

ooc. understood! my bad

OOC: Okay, no problem.

OOC: Bump for ND & Alanea. ND, we're waiting for you to respond

They leave the pub. Ami relaxes..she wasn't caught.

'There's a port in northern Norda, but it's a bit of a trek..' she told him over her shoulder, 'And I don't see that chopper anymore..it's a little too quiet..'