Storm Owl is Drunk

Eurasia - Arts District

Perhaps the calmest area on Eurasia, the art district is a low-key place, the people here coming more for culture or relaxation than the excitement to be had elsewhere. Paintings and museums fill this place, some of the buildings covered with giant murals by some of Europe's finest talents, both human and Reploid. Music halls and theaters appeal to the the senses as well, the opera houses of Eurasia now the home-in-exile of some of the greatest performers living today. Art covers the buildings, the streets, and in places the very dome itself, holographic imagers forming one of the latest artistic styles. Little is here that doesn't pertain to art, and only a few coffee houses and upscale restaurants are located here, tucked away between the museums and sculpture gardens of this impressive place. Foot traffic is the rule of the day here; hovertransports are banned in this area.

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Bolero [Rodriguez] [M]

Luftmensch (Coffeehaus)

East <E>: Eurasia - West Quadrant

Rush Raccoon arrives from the West Quadrant.

Rush Raccoon has arrived.

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Jet Stingray yawns. "So, how's everyone doing?"

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] General transmits, "Fine."

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Rush Raccoon transmits, "Reasonably well."

Singularity Shrike arrives from the West Quadrant.

Singularity Shrike has arrived.

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Krieger Wolf transmits, "Well enough."

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Singularity Shrike transmits, "Okay here."

Seated upon an outdoor chair at one of the few cafe-style coffeehouses in the area is a very unusual man. Much of his long black hair has been gelled back into a mass of spikes, while his bangs have been collected into two very large strands that trail down and frame his face, barely brushing against his shoulders. He's clad in a skin-tight body suit with matching gloves and boots, with a long coat over it. For the time being, his strange sunglasses are left in place, adding to his somehow fitting mystique.

On the table in front of him is a plate of biscotti, a pair of cups, and a caraffe full of something that smells like some sort of new amaretto expresso blend. One gloved hand reaches out, plucking up a biscotti to hold in front of his face as he examines it before taking a bite. He chews almost absently, looking around the outdoor section for a waiter presumably. Or perhaps, just perhaps, for the person that other chair and cup are for.

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Storm Owl Butterba5 0s Orange/red/green. Short wings. Big gut.

Bolero B 3 2m It's the walking stereo!

Rush Raccoon Awesome 4 28s The Raccoon with the Machine Gun Arm.

Singularity Shrike SShrike 4 14s Black Bird of Gravity Tricks

========================== Tue Jul 12 20:16:21 2005 ==========================

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] General transmits, "It's simple. He wants to try and sound like a good guy, thus making you trust him."

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Singularity Shrike transmits, "Well, it is virus-free...what's to be lost by it?"

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Shield Shellfish, bluntly. "Us."

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Storm Owl transmits, "Indeed? Another avenue for his propaganda, then?"

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Shield Shellfish transmits, "And a -Hunter- started this?"

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Krieger Wolf transmits, "She has always been rather...strange."

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Rush Raccoon transmits, "Yes."

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Singularity Shrike transmits, "I'd say."

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] General transmits, "Indeed. I informed Light about it already, do not worry."

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Jet Stingray transmits, "...Krieger gets it in one."

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Red transmits, "Dangit. Where /are/ they."

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Singularity Shrike transmits, "They who, Red?"

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Red transmits, "Them! They're supposed to be... yeah."

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Krieger Wolf's radio transmits the faint 'beep!' of a new connection.

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Fianait transmits, "...hmm."

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Singularity Shrike notes the same...

Storm Owl generally does not spend much time on Eurasia. And even less time in the Arts District. While the museums would be of some interest to the war bird, the whole concept of 'expressing yourself through art' is lost on him. However with the repairs to the Fortress V bridge only one week away from completion, Storm Owl is off meeting with clients seeking supply contracts for the repairs. Ride Boar was apparently unsatisfied with the parts that they currently have. In what /must/ be a coincidence, the supplier that he most recently met with was Russian. Maybe this'll shut the repair pig up.

Regardless, the meeting with the contractor is over, and Storm Owl is on his way back to the teleporters. Eurasian civilians peer at the Repliforce square striding past. He'd fly, but custom in this idiot area of town dictates that foot travel is required. As must be fate, Storm Owl's path back towards the teleporters is taking him past a certain cafe-style coffeehouse.

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Fianait transmits, "So this is how it is, hmm?"

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Krieger Wolf transmits, "How what is?"

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Fianait transmits, "Nothing."

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Singularity Shrike transmits, "Hello."

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Fianait transmits, "I hope the conversations on here shall remain civil. I am sure the respective leaders of each faction have made it a point to inform you of conduct here."

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Krieger Wolf transmits, "Yes, yes, I've heard."

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Singularity Shrike transmits, "They have. You talk to that Flame Stag guy, right?"

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Assault Kangaroo transmits, "All is well."

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Fianait transmits, "..."

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Singularity Shrike transmits, "If you see him, tell him I want a rematch."

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Fianait transmits, "Tell him yourself, if you're so brave. Keep your mindless grunt work to personal frequencies as well."

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Singularity Shrike transmits, "He seemed like something of a fight lover...I'm sure he'd be down with it."

Rush Raccoon is walking along side of Storm Owl. If only for extra Protection and to be part of the Replforce offcial Envoy! He himself also plans to step off and spend some credits he got in the whole Repliforce Drill thing. His hands are behind his back as he looks around the Art District. He hmmmmssss again. He ponders coming back to visit a museum.

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Singularity Shrike , if it is possible, is audibly smiling. "Good point. Thanks."

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Assault Kangaroo transmits, "So... I trust you are all doing well?"

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Sigma transmits, "I am, thank you. And how does the evening find you, Assault?"

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Assault Kangaroo transmits, "The evening finds me well. Where do you know my name?"

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Krieger Wolf ahahs. "Now there's a voice I haven't heard in a long time."

Singularity Shrike is a polite distance just behind the two. His hands are back behind his head, and he is taking in the surroundings with wide eyes. This would mark the second time he has been in space (sort of...he wants to space walk) since joining the 'Force. A lot of this is new to him, since he's been under a rock for all intents and purposes.

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Krieger Wolf transmits, "Hello, Mein Fuhrer."

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Infantry Corps Captain Assault Kangaroo transmits, "I must be more well-known than I thought, if Sigma himself knows my name."

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Sigma transmits, "Gueten Abend, Krieger."

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Alia transmits, "I remember yesterday you said the official language was English; are the Mavericks still speaking German?"

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Krieger Wolf transmits, "It's something of a running joke for me."

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Singularity Shrike transmits, "Are you sure it's a /good/ thing if Sigma knows your name, Cap'n?"

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Assault Kangaroo transmits, "I am serious. I thought I was not that well-known."

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Infantry Corps Captain Assault Kangaroo transmits, "I wasn't saying it was."

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Singularity Shrike transmits, "'cuz me? I'm under the chrome dome's radar, and I consider that to be a good thing."

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Krieger Wolf transmits, "I'm about as German as a french fry, but it's where I acquired my current name, so..."

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Shield Shellfish mutter.

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Jet Stingray transmits, "...Shield, you want talk over a drink? Should like something's wrong."

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Sigma transmits, "Why yes, Alia, it is. We'll keep our greetings in English from here on."

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Infantry Corps Captain Assault Kangaroo transmits, "Hm. Sigma's not answering me."

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Major Crescent Grizzly transmits, "'n wha' shoul' e'? Is Sigma."

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Major Crescent Grizzly transmits, "Yew' really' car' whuh' Sigma 'tinks?"

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Storm Owl transmits, "Lieutenant Wolf, I would note that your next target was spotted at the Reploid

Room in San Angeles last night. If you are seeking patterns of behavior in order to successfully track her down, she apparently has a recent requirement of needing to 'rest and relax'. From the discussion I had with her, I would surmise that her 'partying' behavior is likely to continue."

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Krieger Wolf transmits, "Hm, that's interesting."

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Alia transmits, "It's not a problem, merely a confirmation."

As Storm Owl and Company stride past the cafe, the curiously attired man stands up, moving toward the edge of the fencing around the coffeehouse property. "Ah, Storm! What took you so long in coming? And why didn't you tell me you were bringing two of the rugrats with you?" he exclaims, sounding positively overjoyed. Singularity and Rush likely won't recognize the voice, but Storm will. It's slightly different than the stock Bolero voices on file, but someone that's been around him as long as Storm Owl has will hear the hints of Bolero in the background.

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Red transmits, "Storm Owl, report."

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Storm Owl transmits, "I am with Private Singularity and Corporal Raccoon aboard Eurasia, Commander. We just met with a contractor."

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Red transmits, "Dangit. That shouldn't have worked, since when do I have the authority to demand status reports from you? Secondly, work work work. You, sir, need a vacation. Need to relax. Let's see if this w- Ahem. I order you, after your meeting, to take a vacation, maybe hit a bar or something."

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Singularity Shrike sniggers a bit...

Storm Owl also brought Rush along to show him how negotiations are truly handled. "Do you recall when he began noting that winning such a contract would create jobs for those struggling in Russia?" Storm Owl shakes his head. "As if aiding refugees can compare in importance to the quality of the Fortress V's replacement equipment. However you see how others are all too willing to attempt to use your own emotions against you. It is a common ploy," Storm Owl drones in his holier than thou voice, as if he'd /never/ fall for such a practice. "Still, the contract is a reasonable one, and we shall take it under consideration."

Storm Owl is about to start going into detail about the specific numbers, costs, and all sorts of other things that are so dull they can kill a man at twenty paces. However before he has a chance, someone has stood up and addressed them. Stunned momentarily, Storm Owl quickly regains his composure. "Bolero," he says, half in greeting and half in identifying him to the two 'rugrats'. "I was unaware we had any prior arrangements."

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Storm Owl transmits, "I had assumed when you asked the status report of me that it was something urgent and required. It seems I was wrong."

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Assault Kangaroo transmits, "Hmm. Perhaps certain people told you about me?"

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Krieger Wolf transmits, "Sheesh, captain...."

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Sigma transmits, "That's a good possibility. After all, several of your comrades have recently become enlightened."

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Krieger Wolf transmits, "Is that what they call it these days?"

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Red transmits, "That's good, Commander Owl. Always safety first. In the event of a real urgency, that is a good response. You still need a vacation. I've been continuing my duties regarding the things that cannot be discussed here, but right now they're at kind of a lull and I am more concerned about your well being."

Rush Raccoon is about to speak up on the matter. Rush actually find this a bit...fascinating. Afterall, he needs to learn the fine art of reasoning aswell...maybe after he learns to reason better he can finally fufill his personal goal. and then..... Bolero speaks up. he raises a brow and leans over to Owls ear.

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Sigma transmits, "One term of several. The experience transcends what can be captured with verbal description."

Rush Raccoon whispers: 'Who is this man?'.

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Krieger Wolf transmits, "That's not the way I recall it."

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Crescent Grizzly grumbles something about 'enlightening through evisceration'.

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Krieger Wolf transmits, "I'd describe it as 'agony'. It felt like someone lit my CPU on fire."

Singularity Shrike kinda resents being called a "rugrat." in fact, he regards this...stranger, and wonders how he knows the Commander so well. Then the Commander refers to him by name. It's not familiar to Shrike, seeing as anything Bolero-related was before his time. He keeps an eye on things, and not for the first time, regrets not getting a subspace pocket for his spear...

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Storm Owl transmits, "I took my required vacation one month ago."

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Red transmits, "Well, you have vacation time this month. And it's bad for the reploid resources department if you don't take it."

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Storm Owl tests out a certain deal that he made. "I have also asked Corporal Shellfish to keep watch and inform me if I require another 'vacation'. What are your thoughts, Corporal?"

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Sigma transmits, "Really? That's very interesting. What else do you believe you remember?"

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Krieger Wolf transmits, "Purging my fuel filter immediately thereafter."

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Fianait transmits, "It is different for everyone."

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Sigma transmits, "I was referring more to the Maverick Virus experience, Krieger."

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Krieger Wolf transmits, "Oh, it was fun for a while, I'll admit. Then I took a good hard look at myself and didn't like what I saw."

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Assault Kangaroo transmits, "I have to wonder if you were impressed by the description of my specialty."

[Radio: (D) Joint-Chat] Alia transmits, "I have to ask why on Earth we're trying to impress Sigma."

[Radio: (D) Joint-Chat] RF Infantry Corps Captain Assault Kangaroo transmits, "I am only curious."

[Radio: (D) Joint-Chat] General transmits, "Appease him."

[Radio: (D) Joint-Chat] Singularity Shrike transmits, "I also admit to being curious...."

[Radio: (D) Joint-Chat] General transmits, "If I had said no he probably would've thrown a temper tantrum. I recommend just ignoring it and going about your days as normal."

[Radio: (D) Joint-Chat] Colonel rumbles unpleasantly.

[Radio: (D) Joint-Chat] Red seconds the unpleasant rumbling.

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Sigma transmits, "A capable martial artist, correct?"

[Radio: (D) Joint-Chat] Mirror Orange transmits, "So much rumbling, it sounds like an earthquake!"

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Assault Kangaroo transmits, "Yes."

Red arrives from the West Quadrant.

Red has arrived.

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Assault Kangaroo transmits, "I am mainly, however, referring to my special attack."

[Radio: (D) Joint-Chat] Dr. Light transmits, "No, just a summer squall, Mirror."

[Radio: (D) Joint-Chat] Mirror Orange transmits, "Oh."

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Sigma transmits, "I did find those to be quite impressive, yes."

[Radio: (D) Joint-Chat] Colonel transmits, "I do not agree with appeasing Sigma. At all."

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Sigma transmits, "And I understand your replacement has his own personal Ride Armor? Have you put in a request for one as well?"

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Shield Shellfish mutters something about vacations.

[Radio: (D) Joint-Chat] Red transmits, "He could end this war in a second if it weren't for the fact that he's a psychotic warmonger with a pechant for genocide and being stubborn."

The carefully disguised Spaniard cocks his head at Storm Owl. "Bolero? I'm afraid I don't know who you're referring to, Storm. My name's Rodriguez. Antonio Rodriguez. You know that," he replies with a broad smile. He points toward the table he got up from, "Please, join me for some expresso and biscotti. Your friends can come too, if they really want. I'm afraid I'm just looking for a little chat, though, on some rather boring history," he intones. He turns and moves toward his table again, "Shall I order some more cups and expresso for you, gentlemen? Or some biscotti?"

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Storm Owl transmits, "Pardon, Shield?"

[Radio: (D) Joint-Chat] Dr. Light transmits, "I believe, Red, you answered Colonel and Alia's question. When your enemy cares a great deal about appearing civilized, it is sometimes wise to indulge that wish, rather than entice him to more barbarism."

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Assault Kangaroo transmits, "...My replacement?"

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Storm Owl Butterba5 0s Orange/red/green. Short wings. Big gut.

Bolero B 3 1m It's the walking stereo!

Rush Raccoon Awesome 4 12m The Raccoon with the Machine Gun Arm.

Red Reilly 5 31s Red and Purple blond anime reject

Singularity Shrike SShrike 4 5m Black Bird of Gravity Tricks

========================== Tue Jul 12 20:57:43 2005 ==========================

[Radio: (D) Joint-Chat] Red transmits, "Do I have to like the answer?"

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Assault Kangaroo transmits, "Of who do you speak?"

[Radio: (D) Joint-Chat] Storm Owl transmits, "I believe we should simply refuse to join this avenue of propaganda for Sigma, and order our men to do the same."

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Shield Shellfish transmits, "They're not always a bad thing."

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Storm Owl is silent.

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Shield Shellfish transmits, "Sorry I haven't gotten the defense report in yet, Commander. I've been on vacation myself."

[Radio: (D) Joint-Chat] General transmits, "Which could make us look uncompromising and stubborn."

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Shield Shellfish transmits, "Family issues. You know."

[Radio: (D) Joint-Chat] Mirror Orange transmits, "What is he doing?"

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Storm Owl is still silent.

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Sigma transmits, "Oh, I do apologize; you haven't been officialy decomissioned yet, have you. The paperwork always takes a while. My dear brother Epsilon was quite upset when he found out."

[Radio: (D) Joint-Chat] Shield Shellfish transmits, "We -should- be uncompromising and stubborn.&"

[Radio: (D) Joint-Chat] Storm Owl transmits, "I fully support a stubborn and uncompromising stance against the Coalition."

[Radio: (D) Joint-Chat] Shield Shellfish transmits, "They're god**** Mavericks!"

[Radio: (D) Joint-Chat] Storm Owl listens. Oh, sure, /now/ she agrees with him. Traitor.

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Assault Kangaroo transmits, "I am nowhere even close to being decommissioned. Where did you hear this?"

Singularity Shrike looks at Storm, then Rush, then at Bolero-Rodriguez. He's not sure what to do, really. However, he isn't really hungry...

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Red transmits, "Aha! You hear that Storm! That sounded like a professional recommendation that you take a supervised vacation on the grounds that... uhhh... contractor eh? That sounds like grounds for a business meeting over drinks."

[Radio: (D) Joint-Chat] Shield Shellfish transmits, "They should be -shot-, not politely listened to and conversed with."

[Radio: (D) Joint-Chat] Mirror Orange transmits, "Shield Shellfish is right!"

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Infantry Corps Captain Assault Kangaroo transmits, "Funny... Sigma seems to think I'll be decommissioned."

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] General transmits, "Sigma thinks a lot of things."

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Storm Owl transmits, "Nnn... I suppose... in light of Corporal Shield's... recommendation.."

[Radio: (D) Joint-Chat] Dr. Light transmits, "Though, I am at something of a disadvantage, not knowing the situation. I assume the specifics are such are, then, none of my busniess. I would hesitate to say "no", though, Red, but respecting General's wishes are important. We cannot always be as frank as we want to be in public, you see."

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Red transmits, "AHA!" Followed by loud footsteps running, what sounds like a teleporter, and more running.

[Radio: (D) Joint-Chat] Singularity Shrike sighs. As much as I love a good tussle, does it /always/ hafta come to fighting? No middle ground? No live and let live, untill they start killin' folk?

[Radio: (D) Joint-Chat] Shield Shellfish transmits, "Better dead than Maverick, kid."

[Radio: (D) Joint-Chat] Singularity Shrike transmits, "I don't doubt it, but still..."

[Radio: (D) Joint-Chat] Red transmits, "Hey, if they want to stop killing people entirely, I wouldn't object to them as much."

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Jet Stingray transmits, "From UnfoundedMaverickRumors.com more than likely... Could be wrong."

[Radio: (D) Joint-Chat] Singularity Shrike transmits, "I like /fighting./ Killing, I am not entirely crazy about."

Storm Owl replies to Rush's question out loud. "This is Bolero. Former Commander of the Intelligence Division. A two-time traitor to the Repliforce." Storm Owl shakes his head while peering at Bolero. "Clearly it was an error to forgive your first mistake." Storm feels he should have been more vigilant and less forgiving towards the Spaniard. More of a hardass in this regard. It's not a mistake that he plans to make again.

"Do not attempt to hide behind your aliases, Bolero. It doesn't change who you are and what you did." He doesn't sit down at the table, but rather replies in a harsh tone, "I have already gone through the list of excuses for turning traitor with Barrage Raptor. Is this your plan as well?" Storm Owl isn't fond of tolerance towards Mavericks. The discussion on the Repliforce broadband has also taken a sharp turn for the worse.

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Sigma transmits, "I'm afraid I can't reveal my specific sources, but you must be aware that we always like to keep our ear to the ground, so to speak."

[Radio: (D) Joint-Chat] Mirror Orange transmits, "Yes. I would only accept them if they did not kill or spread their filth."

[Radio: (D) Joint-Chat] Colonel transmits, "There is death in war."

[Radio: (D) Joint-Chat] Colonel transmits, "You can accept it and strive for justice, or you can cringe from it and do nothing."

[Radio: (D) Joint-Chat] Storm Owl transmits, "The Mavericks are incapable of taking the 'live and let live' stance. If we do not terminate their organization, they will terminate ours."

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Bass transmits, "Hey, I like unfoundedmaverickrumors.com. It passes the time, and they have great games."

[Radio: (D) Joint-Chat] Red transmits, "Well, the idea is that there would be a stop to the warring when the whole killing thing stops."

[Radio: (D) Joint-Chat] Flame Hyenard just grunts.

[Radio: (D) Joint-Chat] Singularity Shrike transmits, "I'm here, aren't I, Colonel?"

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Assault Kangaroo transmits, "In any case, if you're referring to who I think you're referring to, Sigma, this so-called 'replacement' is too young and brash to ever replace me as a soldier."

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Sigma transmits, "Have you tried the new Vile Dating Sim? I haven't the time, but I hear the writing is superb."

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Assault Kangaroo transmits, "I've also only been in Repliforce for a year -- it's way too early for me to ever be decommissioned."

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Bass transmits, "It's very true to life, I agree."

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Sigma transmits, "I myself was created after the Repliforce had been in existance barely over twelve months. One mustn't underestimate the speed of technological advancement. In the Coalition, we prefer to upgrade existing members, but I understand that's not always the most cost-effective option."

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Assault Kangaroo transmits, "I became alive two years after the Reploid was introduced, but I wasn't in Repliforce until last year."

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Storm Owl transmits, "You cannot truly believe that we would replace Captain Assault, Sigma."

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Assault Kangaroo transmits, "I was upgraded when I joined RF."

Rush Raccoon nods a bit and follows closely after Storm Owl. For Owls own protection of course. So THIS is Bolero. He never met the guy ever up close. He hmmmmmssss and rubs his metal snout a bit.

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Assault Kangaroo transmits, "Even before that, though, I could learn things in half the time usually required."

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Krieger Wolf sssssip. "Now what's all this about the captain being replaced?"

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Sigma transmits, "I feel entitled to believe a great number of things. Hasn't it ever bothered you that the Hunters have ousted two of our moles, and you have ousted none? The brave soldiers of Repliforce must not sell themself short before the Hunters; be assured that our interest in you is not lesser."

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Storm Owl replies literally, as usual. "No, it has never bothered me."

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Jet Stingray transmits, "They shoot themselves a lot more often then we do too. Odds were in their favor to actually get someone else."

[Radio: (C) Freedom] Sigma transmits, "An astute observation, Jet."

Shrike's eyes narrow after the history lesson. His hand, which is still behind his head, reaches back a bit and forgets that his spear is locked up, as it is always when Shrike goes to Eurasia. He then looks more than willing to leave.

However, he won't without Rush and the Commander.

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Ride Boar transmits, "..And why do we haff, 'Freedom Channel'?"

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Ride Boar transmits, "Or vhat ever ze hell you are callink it?"

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Krieger Wolf transmits, "Because Sigma probably thinks he's found a clever new propaganda tool."

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Krieger Wolf transmits, "I recommend we just use it for misinformation."

Channel c labeled 'Propaganda'.

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Flame Hyenard transmits, "...WHAT?"

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Ride Boar transmits, "Pah. A bullet in the head iz ze only tink zhat vill solve Sigma."

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Flame Hyenard transmits, "WHATISTHISFREEDOMCHANNEL?"

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Infantry Corps Captain Assault Kangaroo transmits, "Needless to say, he has not convinced me."

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Krieger Wolf transmits, "Yes, but that's rather hard to do over the radio."

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Infantry Corps Captain Assault Kangaroo transmits, "I wouldn't join the guys that ruined my dojo, after all."

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Flame Hyenard transmits, "WHATTHE/HELL/AREYOUPEOPLETALKINGABOUT?"

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Storm Owl transmits, "Sigma has created a frequency for the spreading of Maverick propaganda, Private."

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Storm Owl transmits, "He has 'invited' all the major Reploid factions to join."

Bolero sighs at Storm, pulling out his wallet. He sets down enough cash to cover his bill before he turns around, the abnormally long bangs whipping in the wind with his motions. He hops the fence and stands in front of Storm Owl, "I don't know what first offense you're talking about, Owl. I also don't know why you're so eager to avoid the spy game when just a few months ago you were so very intrigued by it. Frankly, I don't give a damn about making excuses. Things happened, I have new priorities now. However, I was just looking to have a little pow-wow with you to ask you quite covertly about something," he replies evenly, getting all up in Storm's grill. So to speak.

The Spaniard whips around and starts to stalk away, "But I can see you're the unrefined jack*** you've always been, Lieutenant Commander Data. You have nothing but your cold hard logic, but unlike the real Data, you are perfectly content to waste away in that shell of fact and theory without setting your dainty, little talons on the ground and getting them dirty. You're happy to ignore that which makes us alive, Owl. I may be fighting for the other side now, but at least I've given you shmucks a fair chance at stopping the crimes when I can. So don't get all holier than thou on me, I can see you're not interested in trading data, so I'll be on my way."

Bolero? Peeved? Whatever would give you that idea?

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Krieger Wolf transmits, "...actually, I just remembered something."

[Radio: (B) RF-Secure] Krieger Wolf transmits, "Didn't Sigma muse out loud about spreading the virus via radio on the 'global' frequency a couple of days ago?"

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Ride Boar transmits, "Oh, I'm Sigma, I am goink to be hypnotizink you wiff big bald head!"

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Ride Boar transmits, "And tentalinsink you viff big sexah long tinks. You like, da?"

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Ride Boar transmits an exhaust plume, which sounds vaguely like a car fart.

[Radio: (B) RF-Secure] Singularity Shrike transmits, "We've been assured that the channel is virus-free."

[Radio: (B) RF-Secure] Krieger Wolf transmits, "Has it occured to you by now that Sigma is a noted /liar/?"

Stompstompstompstompstomp.

A paticularly large reploid appears to be running toward the repliforcers. Anyone with paticularly keen eyesight or owlish E-Senses (Curse You!) can probably tell it's Red from a mile away. He has a bit of a smirk on his face. Storm needs a vacation, and he's going to get it no matter what he has to say about it. As a commander the Owl is a genius and excellent, but is, well, an emotional cripple. It's time to take out the trash!... errr, Owl to a bar.

He slows down as he nears the large group. Shrike appears to be looking cross, Storm looking, well, like Storm Owl, and Rush looks appraising. He turns toward the 'contractor', whom he does not recognize. He listens intently... oh. That's gotta be Bolero. And he's got Storm pegged pretty good. Red reserves comment and instead takes a calm tone.

He looks around. There is a tense moment for everybody. Dangit. "So... who's up for drinks?"

[Radio: (G) Global-Broadband] Flame Hyenard transmits, "SIGMA!WHEREISTHATBALDEMPEROR?!WILLYOURRADIOSTATIONPROVIDEPAYPERVIEWMOVIES?"

[Radio: (G) Global-Broadband] Fianait transmits, "...I see news has spread."

[Radio: (B) RF-Secure] Krieger Wolf transmits, "His assurances mean little."

[Radio: (B) RF-Secure] Infantry Corps Captain Assault Kangaroo transmits, "I'll be heading for a viral scan later today, if that is reassuring."

[Radio: (G) Global-Broadband] Mirror Orange transmits, "Huh?"

[Radio: (B) RF-Secure] Singularity Shrike transmits, "Ditto. However, the news that is virus free came from /our/ channels, Krieger."

[Radio: (G) Global-Broadband] Rage Squirrel transmits, "The Empewow is busy weviewing some secuwity infowmation, can I help you?"

[Radio: (B) RF-Secure] Ride Boar transmits, "I be thinkink we use frequency to track baldy, and nuke 'em/"

[Radio: (B) RF-Secure] General transmits, "No nukes."

[Radio: (G) Global-Broadband] Flame Hyenard transmits, "TELLHIMHYENARDWANTSHISDAMNEDPAYPERVIEW."

[Radio: (B) RF-Secure] Ride Boar transmits, "But, it iz big BOOM! KABOOM!"

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] General transmits, "If you want to try and track anyone via radio transmissions I recommend speaking with Iris, RIde Boar."

[Radio: (G) Global-Broadband] Rage Squirrel transmits, "I'll tell him, but I don't think he'll cawe."

[Radio: (B) RF-Secure] Red transmits, "No nukes. I already got in trouble for that."

[Radio: (B) RF-Secure] Singularity Shrike transmits, "Orbital laser platform?"

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Infantry Corps Captain Assault Kangaroo hmms.

[Radio: (G) Global-Broadband] Flame Hyenard transmits, "OH,HE'LLCARE...HE'LLCARE."

[Radio: (G) Global-Broadband] Rage Squirrel transmits, "You don't have to yell. That's vewy annoying."

[Radio: (G) Global-Broadband] Flame Hyenard bursts into a fit of cackling, then he sighs. "...FINE,WHATABOUTBRIBES?WILLBRIBESWORK?"

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Ride Boar transmits, "Hmmm. I vant to be blowink up somthink."

[Radio: (G) Global-Broadband] Ride Boar transmits, "Da. Elmer Fudd-talkink think. You a 'Coalition Member'?"

Singularity Shrike looks at Red. Shrike doesn't drink, but he thinks he knows what Red is up to, and Shrike thinks it's a good idea. Now, how to get the Commander to go along with it...

[Radio: (G) Global-Broadband] Rage Squirrel transmits, "I don't know, let's find out. Send five hundwed dollaws to [email protected]. I take paypal."

[Radio: (G) Global-Broadband] Flame Hyenard transmits, "OH,SURE."

[Radio: (G) Global-Broadband] Mirror Orange transmits, "What are dollars?"

Rush Raccoon is about to open his muzzle to speak when he's....cut short again. He look it's Red. "Uh. Hey there Red. Whats new with you......Bar, eh? well...seems to be a little tiff here first..." he looks towards Bolero again and frowns a bit. He doesn't approve of Bolero's statements at all. But now he keeps quiet.

[Radio: (G) Global-Broadband] Rage Squirrel transmits, "Well I /know/ you'we not talking to me."

[Radio: (G) Global-Broadband] Flame Hyenard transmits, "HERE.ACTUALLY,WHYDON'TYOUCOMEANDGETITINPERSON?"

[Radio: (G) Global-Broadband] Ride Boar transmits, "Excellent. I send payment in fists. Here I come pansy-ski!"

[Radio: (G) Global-Broadband] Ride Boar engine rev.

[Radio: (G) Global-Broadband] Flame Hyenard transmits, "ILLGLADLYKICKYOURASS."

[Radio: (G) Global-Broadband] Rage Squirrel transmits, "If you want me to wend youw misewable fwesh fwom your cheap awtificial bones, I'd be happy to oblidge, mistew."

[Radio: (G) Global-Broadband] Ride Boar transmits, "Not if I be gettink to it first."

[Radio: (G) Global-Broadband] Ride Boar transmits, "Zhat iz challenge I be thinkink, Flame. Would you be likink to join me in ze ass-kickink?"

[Radio: (G) Global-Broadband] Flame Hyenard transmits, "...OHIDBEHAPPYTO."

Frequency g is now gagged.

Storm Owl replies to Bolero his droning monotone, "You do not recall the time you spent in the brig then, hmm? The first time? For the deaths that you caused?" Storm Owl shakes his head, "Or perhaps you simply do not consider it to be a crime anymore. The war bird stands up straight, towering over the far shorter (for now) Bolero as the Maverick lays into him with some pretty damn nice insults.

Once the tirade is done, Storm Owl turns towards Rush and Singularity, commenting, "As I was saying previously, you can see how others will attempt to take advantage of one's emotions." Yeah, he's easily saying this loud enough for Bolero to hear. "I do not know if Bolero is simply attempting to bait me into a foolish act, or simple expressing his anger." He doesn't seem to really care which one it is. He does, however, speak up to Bolero, "If you have information you wish to share, Bolero, by all means. We're listening." You never know. It might be important.

All this, and Storm Owl didn't even notice Red until he was up close. Ah, no. This is a bad time for another forced vacation. Shield has really left him up a creek without a paddle. He should have known she wouldn't live up to her end of the bargain... smart girl. Storm hesitates, trying to think up a reasonable excuse for why he can't go out. Normally he'd invoke the repairs needing him, but all Red would have to do is call Ride Boar to find out that it's untrue. Damnit.

[Radio: (C) Propaganda] Wraith transmits, "Testing freedom band."

[Radio: (C) Propaganda] Krieger Wolf transmits, "Success, apparently."

[Radio: (C) Propaganda] Wraith transmits, "OOC wait a second."

[Radio: (C) Propaganda] Wraith transmits, "OOC This is is just Aegis' freq, renamed. o.o"

[Radio: (C) Propaganda] Krieger Wolf transmits, "OOC ...yeah?"

[Radio: (C) Propaganda] Wraith transmits, "OOC I thought it was a new freq Sigma made."

[Radio: (C) Propaganda] Alia transmits, "OOC Freedom band is the original name"

[Radio: (C) Propaganda] Sigma transmits, "OOC I just stole it"

Shrike also kind of knows where Owl is trying to get with Bolero, and thinks perhaps a middle path can be arranged.

And Owl /could/ use a break.

"Uh, Commander Owl, sir? Why don't you go with Commander Red and Rush. I could stay here and hear...Mr. Rodriguez out." Shrike looks at Red and the gang.

The Spaniard snorts at Storm Owl, "Pendejo," he intones annoyedly as he hears Storm Owl's commentary. "I require information from Repliforce in return, Storm. That is, after all, the point of a trade," he intones darkly. And then Shrike speaks, the Spaniard's eyebrows arching as he stops in his tracks. B turns around and peers at Singularity for a long moment, "No. You are ill-equipped to handle the situation, chico. If Red and Storm want to play ball, we could chat over some cervezas..." he intones, settling his hands into the pockets of his long coat.

Red looks at Commander Owl. Looks at Bolero. Shrugs. "Tiff. That's one word for it. I'm sure Storm and Bolero have other choice words for it. Gentlemen, if I may suggest, we all sit down and put a couple of pints into Commander D- Owl, I mean, discuss things over a few drinks. Singularity can either hear out Mr. Rodriguez, or he can come with us, and we can at /least/ hear out his offer over cervezas... however, chico comes with us as well." Red knows a bar. Red knows a lot of bars.

He turns toward Bolero and looks stern. "You know our stance on such deals. But we'll hear you out." Already in his mind he can hear himself ordering 'Rum and Coke, easy on the coke'.

Rush Raccoon is just here listening (Read: A bit busy ATM with RL. Continue without me. ><)

Singularity Shrike looks like he is slightly lost. If one were to think about it, they'd realize he is trying to piece in the spanish that he doesn't know. Well, he tried, at least.

"Guess I'll join ya, Commander."

Storm Owl turns towards Singularity and is about to tell him something along the lines of 'I don't want to punish you with a job like that', but Bolero already rules it out. Seeing as how he's cornered, and how he /does/ want to hear what Bolero has to say, Storm Owl takes a deep mechanical breath and drones, "Very well. We shall hear you out." Storm Owl, of course, has no idea where the bars are in this place, so someone else'll have to do the leading.

Frequency g is now ungagged.

[Radio: (G) Global-Broadband] Fianait chuckles.

[Radio: (G) Global-Broadband] Rosa Mendez transmits, "Dangit, I was thinking of getting a house in Rio, but I don't want to if it's going to have some freak dressed in bedsheets running around."

[Radio: (G) Global-Broadband] Yosho Roshi transmits, "Rio has lovely beaches."

[Radio: (G) Global-Broadband] Krieger Wolf transmits, "Hehe, want to help? Maybe we can shoot at the goon to dissuade him from coming around again."

[Radio: (G) Global-Broadband] Rosa Mendez transmits, "Hmm..."

Bolero remains still, glancing from Owl to Red and back again. He's pretty much ignoring Rush and Shrike for now. Not out of disdain, mind you, simply because he neither knows them nor has any particular interest in them at the moment. "Sounds like a plan, Red," he notes quietly.

[Radio: (G) Global-Broadband] Kilalu Inada transmits, "I bet thats all you look at...Old goat.."

[Radio: (G) Global-Broadband] Krieger Wolf transmits, "Eh...on the other hand, that probably wouldn't work out."

[Radio: (G) Global-Broadband] Yosho Roshi transmits, "...What?"

[Radio: (G) Global-Broadband] Rally transmits, "Hey, I look at cute girls, why shouldn't he?"

[Radio: (G) Global-Broadband] Rosa Mendez transmits, "Well I suppose either way I'd get a better idea of what I'd be buying."

[Radio: (G) Global-Broadband] Kilalu Inada transmits, "Yosho doesn't need to be staring at girls in his age...And tell me he isn't in Rio...Thats one of my favorite beach spots..."

Red smiles. "Very well then gentlemen, if you would follow me, we'll find an isolated table and discuss things." Thankfully, Eurasia is full of bars. Red appears to be looking calm, but the voices in his head (radio) are clearly very funny. The bars aren't that active this early, or late, it's in space there's no sun anyway. Well, sorta.

It doesn't take long for them to get seated. Red calls over a barkeep, and points to Storm Owl. "Bring this man a long island iced tea!" He turns to Storm. "It's just tea." He smirks. "Lightbeer for me."

Red turns toward Bolero. "Well, get a drink, and let's hear it."

Singularity Shrike grabs a seat and orders a soft drink.

Rush Raccoon follows in an orderly fashion. He doesn't like this one bit, and he'd had vacated by now. But the Commander is in charge! He takes a seat and orders A Beer. He doesn't drink super often, Rush is more of a Pepsi & Coke guy. He taps his finger aginst the table a bit with a light metal "Tap" occasionally. He waits to listen.

Bolero looks at Red as he takes a seat, "Whiskey sour, with a splash of tequila," he intones to the bartender. He looks at Red sidelong, "You know my policy, Red. We negotiate the terms of the deal first. I tell you what I want to know, you ask me something of relatively equivalent value and I tell you what I know on the matter. It's really quite simple," he replies calmly, smiling thinly.

Fast forward to sitting at the bar! "I shall have a mixture of 39% mineral oil, 13.3% class A servo cleansing, an-" *Bring this man a long island iced tea!* Storm Owl is cut off. He peers in Red's direction, and then back at the barkeep. The Long Island Iced Tea is already there. Storm stares at it balefully. "I would also like a nutritional chart for all the drinks on your menu," Storm Owl tells the barkeep. The bartender, rather than complying, first looks to Red for confirmation or denial. Red had better be able to handle the discussions with Bolero alone. Gingerly, Storm Owl takes a sip of his drink. He holds the glass out afterwards, clearly surprised. Nothing says 'yikes' quite like five different types of alcohol to someone who essentially never drinks. "I hope," Storm Owl notes dryly to Rush, "That you are not going to consider this as part of my lessons for you." He takes another short sip from his drink. Ugh... this stuff is vile!

Red takes a drink, and steeples his fingers. "It's herbal tea, Storm. Quite good for you. Servos and... uhh, nutrition, or, whatever the hell. Keep drinking." He turns to the barkeep. "Bring this man a box of crayons. He might get hungry." The bartender stares at him, and Red laughs it off.

He stares at Bolero. "Alright Bolero. I know how to dance. It all boils down to what you'd like to know. I might not be Repliforce's best or brightest, but I'll do right by 'er in a pinch. You... well, you made your own decision. I'm all ears." Red becomes self-conscious of his large ear cone things. Damn.

Singularity Shrike chuckles at the play between Red and Storm Owl, and like Rush, keeps to his soft drink.

Bolero nods to Red, "I need to know a couple of things. One, any information you might have on the relationship between Dr. Doppler and Gate and two, I need to know if there was any, ah, tampering with Doppler's cybernetics when he was in Repliforce custody last year," he replies calmly.

Rush Raccoon shakes his head. "Of course not Sir...." he states as he snerks. he whispers to Storm Owl a moment before turning back to look at Bolero and Red with a grrrrrr. Personally....if it had been anywhere else, he'd had put 12 bullets in that Spaniards head right now and not even given him this chance to "Speak" as it were. No. Rush Doesn't trust Mavericks.

Rush Raccoon whispers: 'You know a Long Island Ice tea is like 5 different types of Liquor that should never be mixed together to begin with, right?'.

Storm Owl stares at Red from his bar stool, "Highly unlikely. There are extreme amounts of alcohol in this concoction." He turns to face the barkeep, "And I do not require crayons!" he calls out after the retreating man. Hopefully the bartender understood all of this. "This means that we are even, Commander," Storm Owl tells the Red Alert Leader. "Once this is done, I'll have no more discussions about my needing to take vacations." He peers at Bolero and Red. He's trusting Red to make a good call here. To Rush, he says aloud, "Yes, I am becoming more and more aware of it." He takes another sip of the drink and peers at it. Funny, the taste gets more and more acceptable the more he drinks.

Rush Raccoon hehs to Storm Owl. He continues to drink his Beer. Rush is a casual drinker. He's not worried about no Alcohol Problems. Then again....he's never had anything harder than this. He sits back and continues to watch Red and Bolero with a keen Eye.

Red thinks a moment. Doppler and Gate? That's... that's a new one. Red looks pensive. But none of the information requested seems too sensitive. He turns to Storm, who is understandably frustrated. "Storm, for the, I dunno, 10th time, you're a great commander and all, but your lack of understanding of other people's emotions is, well, crippling your command effectiveness. I thought some time outside the fortress would do you good." He shrugs. He also motions the barkeep to put away the fake nutrition chart and crayons. Heh Heh.

"As far as Repliforce is concerned, we hardly ever see or interact with Professor Gate. Granted, I personally talk to him a lot more. And I can safely say there's no record of him having a relationship with Dr. Dopppler at all. He's never spoken about him, or rarely to him. If the two had any sort of relationship at all, it was strictly between them in the upmost secrecy. And I sincerely doubt it's existence."

"As for Dr. Doppler's custody, I'm sure you're aware of our policy on prisoners of war. We disable weapons systems, but we do not brainwash people. I don't have the specfics, but I'm fairly confident there wasn't any tampering. Unless Storm has a correction?" He turns to Owl. Oh man, why did he start that guy on a long island iced tea. Haha. This is gonna come back to haunt him.

"I'm going to go out on a limb here Bolero. You suspect Doppler of Duplicity."

At Red's assessment, Shrike's head lifts, and he regards the situation a bit more seriously. Dr. Doppler is famous. Both for the invention of the Reploid, and for being a part of the "Coalition." He may not have been paying much attention before, but he's all ears now. So to speak.

Storm Owl has never had anything harder than... uh... I dunno, water? Storm Owl takes another gulp from his drink and sets it back down on the bar's surface. Jerking a thumb towards Red, Storm Owl quips to Rush, "I should tell him my story about the 14th Division. Perhaps that would let him see things from my perspective." Turning towards Red, Storm Owl points out, "I already /am/ outside of the Fortress. As Red asks him whether knows about the brainwashing, Storm gives him a blank look. "I have no correction," he tells him. The Long Island Iced Tea is now almost empty. Storm Owl peers at the glass briefly before asking Bolero, "Why do you want to know all this stuff, anyway?"

Rush Raccoon smirks. "Yes...I think you should tell Red the Story, Sir.... I'm sure it'll help him." he drinks his beer Politely. Hrrmm..Doppler, eh?

Bolero nods to Red, considering this data thoughtfully. "Veo. Very interesting," he muses quietly, tapping his chin a bit. He falls silent, looking at his drink absently for a few moments. He takes a sip of it, glancing at Storm Owl for a few moments, hiding his abject shock and horror at Storm's question. Not because he's afraid of the answer, but rather because he's never heard Storm ask something so... So informally. "... Some curious information I came across, Storm," he replies quietly, looking back to Red. "I suspect Doppler of nothing, except perhaps being in serious need of new deodorant."

Singularity Shrike finishes his drink, and for once, decides to try something a bit...stiffer. He turns to Red.

"Red, I think I want to try a drink. Reccommend something to me."

Red smiles. "It's up to you what you think. But something's up. Shrike, rum and coke, easy on the rum. Now then, if Doppler's been talking to Gate, or vice versa, it's news to me. It's probably hard to shower with all those cybernetics. And if I recall, you were still around Repliforce when we last took him into custody. We don't /tamper/." He steeples his fingers. "That was just my guess, is all. Doppler is a bit inscrutable to me." He sits back and drinks. "Storm, you might want to have some water to follow that not-an-herbal-tea."

Storm Owl nods to Rush and gestures with his hand before he realizes that he can't hold his drink and gesture with his hand at the same time. So he gestures with his arm cannon instead. "Fifteen years ago, Red," he says. "Fifteen years ago. This was back when Repliforce was fighting against the Robot Masters for the first time. It was something else. This was back when the war was an almost /optimistic/ thing. We were all quite certain that it would be over within a year or two, and peace would once again return to the Earth." Storm Owl frowns. "We also had the Fortress back then. The original." Storm pauses. "A more beautiful ship there's never been." Chest taps his fingers on the bar's surface.

"At any rate, this was at the pinnacle of the war, where it could have gone either way. The Fortress was assigned to take out a stronghold in a coordinated effort to destroy a massive Robot Master stronghold. Huge. Impenetrable." He breaks from his story long enough to say, "I don't believe you, Bolero. You're plotting something. We can all tell." Back to the story!

"Our effort was to provide air cover for two ground forces while we attacked the stronghold. Now normally we'd have just destroyed it from the air, but we couldn't do that here. They had hostages in the stronghold, so we couldn't just blow up their base without killing them all inside. We had to do the ground assault. So anyway, we launch our attack. But along the way, our ground forces came under attack by a huge Robot Master ambush. They were getting slaughtered. We air forcers had no choice but to defend the ground army, even though it would delay our attack on the stronghold for months, potentially disabling our entire campaign in the area." He didn't hear the part about water. Storm pauses, and then says, "So you know what we did?" He looks around, as if the punch line for a really great joke is coming right up.

[Radio: (G) Global-Broadband] Riot groans "I hate waking up to see the med bay ceiling... Although the ceiling here is much nicer then the old one."

Storm Owl pokes Red, "Are you listening, Red? Do you know what we did?" he asks again.

[Radio: (G) Global-Broadband] Tornado Onion transmits, "Heheh yah. It okay though, you try hard still!"

[Radio: (G) Global-Broadband] Aqua Man transmits, "I hate waking up to see the floating disembodied head of Pharaoh Man."

[Radio: (G) Global-Broadband] Agile transmits, "I thought that was a good sign."

Red winces back. "Alright, alright, I don't know. What did you do?" He turns to Rush and Shrike, quietly. "I'm probably gonna leave our illustrious commander in your capable hands while I start running."

[Radio: (G) Global-Broadband] Aqua Man transmits, "With a psychadelic swirly rainbow backdrop!"

[Radio: (G) Global-Broadband] Dr. Camille Lafayette transmits, "Jeez, is /everyone/ on drugs?"

[Radio: (G) Global-Broadband] Hector Kausmann transmits, "Bweeheehee!"

[Radio: (G) Global-Broadband] Hector Kausmann transmits, "Drugs are nature's hugs!"

Singularity Shrike tries his drink. It's not too bad. More might be tried later. He hears Red's comment about leaving Owl and chuckles.

It's kind of amusing to see Owl like this.

Storm Owl delivers the punch line. "We blew the stronghold sky high even though there were hostages inside. The ground army was wiped out and the hostages lost, but the greater good was accomplished and we managed to rout the entire Robot Master force in the area, thus shortening the war by months. Maybe years. All for a few thousand deaths." Storm frowns. Wait, that wasn't funny at all.

[Radio: (G) Global-Broadband] Aqua Man transmits, "Pfff. It's not /drugs/."

[Radio: (G) Global-Broadband] Dr. Camille Lafayette, nonplussed, "I guess so."

[Radio: (G) Global-Broadband] Aqua Man transmits, "/Aaaanyway/."

Rush Raccoon snerks and almost spills his drink....

Out his nose.

Yeah. Thats about the gist of that Story. Expect it barely had the epic impact it did on Rush told by a Drunk Owl.

[Radio] Tightbeam transmission to Flame Hyenard: You say, "Flame, I just want you to know. Even though I argue with you all the time, you're not /that/ bad. I mean, you're bad, but you're not /that/ bad. Bad, but.. do you understand what I'm saying?"

Red stares at Storm for a minute, and bursts out laughing. "Storm... that's freaking terrible. We need to get you outside more." He chuckles. "Seriously though, very solemn, they will be forever remembered." He turns to Shrike and Rush. "I am getting the hell out of here." Red stands, and pays for the drinks, about to flee.

[Radio] Tightbeam transmission: Flame Hyenard says, "...ISEE."

[Radio: (G) Global-Broadband] Shinji Kawada transmits, "Bah, its normal."

[Radio] Tightbeam transmission to Flame Hyenard: You say, "Great! I'm glad we had this discussion."

[Radio: (G) Global-Broadband] Theta Clown Man transmits, "What's normal?"

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Flame Hyenard transmits, "RED."

[Radio: (G) Global-Broadband] Aqua Man transmits, "Yo' mama's normal!"

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Red transmits, "Shrike, Rush, see if you can get him back to the ship without, you know, running into the med- Oh hi Flame."

[Radio: (G) Global-Broadband] Aqua Man transmits, "Oh! That singed!"

[Radio: (G) Global-Broadband] Shinji Kawada transmits, "I get soo annoyed with the channel, yet I don't know how to turn it off. What the woman said."

Bolero has already fled. It's unclear how or where he went, but he definitely left. Left on top of Red's glass or bottle is a business card:

Ask me what you will later. When there's not a drunken owl screwing up his stories. Or poking you.

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Flame Hyenard transmits, "YOUAREPROMOTEDTOSUPERDOUBLESUPREMECOMMANDEROFREDALERT."

[Radio: (G) Global-Broadband] Theta Clown Man transmits, ".....We're related Aqua."

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Red transmits, "Yes, and I will certainly rue this later but for right now... *chuckling*"

Rush Raccoon has taped this entire escapade. Why? This is PRICELESS. The Tape of a Drunk Storm Owl will FOREVER be Legendart on the Internet.

[Radio: (G) Global-Broadband] Aqua Man transmits, "Pfff."

[Radio: (G) Global-Broadband] Riot transmits, "I guess the rest of you got out okay."

Shrike stops for a second. "Hey! What the...this was all YOUR idea, Red! Get back here...sir!" But Red more than likely does not hear the Private.

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Red transmits, "Into every life a little carrying the commander back to the ship because the other commander fled must fall. At least I didn't skip out on the tab!"

Storm Owl waves his hand and shakes his head, "No no, you're missing the point, Red." He stands up, but holds onto the bar stool just in case, "It /wasn't/ terrible. Fact is it saved plenty of lives over all!" he calls out to the retreating Red. "And yes, we took a lot of flak for the decision we made, but it was the /right/ one. If we had listened to our emotions and been persuaded by the cries for help from the 14th Division... (that's the ground force that was wiped out, by the way), then who knows what would have happened." Storm sits himself back down again. It's for the best.

You hand Red a cookie!

Rush Raccoon snerks a moment..."Sir.... I think we better get you back to the Fortress 5 and to the Medics. I think that Long Island Ice Tea bypassed your Protien Convertor and went STRAIGHT to your Neural Net. Ever had a Hangover before?" he asks.

Red turns back to Storm. "Maybe you're right commander. But maybe you've gone too far. Emotions are what make you /alive/." And Red blinks!

Red blinks to another location.

Red has left.

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Shrike Roadrunner transmits, "Meep!?"

You overhear Singularity Shrike whisper to Rush Raccoon: 'If I /ever/ become like Commander Owl, Rush, I want you to do me a favor and kill me.'.

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Red transmits, "He's not /that/ heavy."

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Shield Shellfish transmits, "...whaaaaat?"

You overhear Rush Raccoon whisper to Singularity Shrike: 'Why Would I?'.

You overhear Singularity Shrike whisper to Rush Raccoon: 'I don't EVER want to be like that. I plan to save them ALL.'.

[Radio: (G) Global-Broadband] Theta Clown Man transmits, "So, anyway, how's everybody doing?"

You overhear Rush Raccoon whisper to Singularity Shrike: '...... I understand Commander Owl's position in that, Sing... I was in a Similar situation myself.... I ended up saving NO ONE... even myself...it was the day I was "KIlled".'.

Storm Owl shakes his head, "I don't need those to feel alive," but Red's already gone, so it doesn't matter. Peering at Rush, Storm Owl shrugs, "Alright." This really shouldn't come as a surprise. Given he's never had anything beyond the occasional wine when social requirements demanded it, Storm Owl's alcohol tolerance was a thus far untested system. He can hear Shrike and Rush talking through the haze, and a part of him wonders if he means 'if I ever get plastered', or 'if I ever become a cold hearted bastard'. Funny, and Rush wants to /be/ like this. Storm Owl looks between them.

Rush Raccoon hehs. "Well..I think you are going to WANT to that Vacation tommrow...lets leave it at that. Now Sir... Can you walk stright?"

Storm Owl considers the question, "We shall find out." He stands up, holding onto the stool for support once more. He quickly grabs onto the stool again. "No." He reports.

Rush Raccoon is barely able to contain a laughing fit. He Sighs and puts his arm out. "Here, Sir... Grab hold of my Arm, and well make it to the Teleporters slowly, and get you back to the Fortress V."

Singularity Shrike leans back in his seat, scowling. "No. I don't buy it, Rush. I don't pretend to understand anything about you being "killed," but I don't think it's impossible. My greatest failure was having to kill my brother. How's that for "sacrifice?" I want to win this war, but not if we have to sign off on lives to do it." He cools down a bit, and looks at Owl. "C'mon. Let's get the Commander home."

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Storm Owl transmits, "Shield, when am I going to get the security report?"

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Storm Owl transmits, "I asked for it some time ago."

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Rush Raccoon coughs. "Commander Owl... I adivse you refrain from speaking much, until we get you to Medbay."

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Shield Shellfish transmits, "Yessir. I almost have it complete. I wanted to be thorough, and -- is there a problem?"

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Red whistles innocently.

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Singularity Shrike transmits, "Yeah, sir. Don't want you to say something you'll regret later."

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Shrike Roadrunner transmits, "Meep! Who's drunk?"

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Rush Raccoon is merely afraid of what kind of Drunk Owl May be.

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Storm Owl transmits, "The only problem is that I've been waiting for ages on it."

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Shield Shellfish transmits, "Yessir. I'll have it to you as soon as possible."

Storm Owl grabs onto Rush Raccoon's arm with his hand, "Alright," he tells him. He hears Singularity's comments and shrugs, "No, if you killed your brother, and if he /needed/ to be taken care of, Shrike, then it was the /right/ thing to do," he seems pretty serious. "Don't let anyone ever tell you differently. Don't let your compassion blind you." With Rush's help, he manages to stumble a few feet. Stopping abruptly, however, he stares at Singularity. "Wait..." he says, glaring at him accusingly, "We have /two/ shrikes?" How the hell did /that/ happen?!

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Storm Owl transmits, "Good."

Singularity Shrike looks at Storm Owl, and then chuckles. "No sir, I'm the only one here. There is only one Singularity Shrike. We better get you home, sir." Nevermind the fact that in a lot of ways, it was his compassion that led him to sign up for the 'Force; he wanted to help the world. Killing his brother was easily the hardest thing he had ever done.

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Shield Shellfish transmits, "Commander Owl?"

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Shield Shellfish transmits, "I have an inquiry."

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Storm Owl transmits, "What?"

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Shield Shellfish transmits, "...so how many licks /does/ it take, sir?"

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Singularity Shrike mutters "uh oh"

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Storm Owl transmits, "What?"

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Shield Shellfish transmits, "You know."

Rush Raccoon is making his way Slowly to the Teleporters. he looks to Sing. "Can you help me please here Sing?..." he asks before continuing he sighs. "...I was in Repliforce before. I had to face my old Squad...my Family.. at Outpost #4. Because I did'nt want to attack....because I did'nt want to kill them, I was "Killed", along with everyone else. I had the chance to stop them directly early..but I did'nt. Repliforce marked everyone there "Killed In Action." I was marked K.I.A. I was found by the Hunters... the only group who bothered to check for survivors. I ended up a Maverick Hunter. I did'nt nessacrily like it at first." he states as he eases Owl Slowly. He knows what it's like to be Drunk.

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Shield Shellfish transmits, "Those tootise-pop things."

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Storm Owl transmits, "I... don't know."

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Storm Owl transmits, "Is this needed for your security report?"

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Shield Shellfish transmits, "...why, yes. Yes, it is, sir."

Singularity Shrike helps Rush carry the Commander.

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Krieger Wolf transmits, "Corporal, that's enough."

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Shield Shellfish transmits, "Yessir."

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Rush Raccoon transmits, "PLEASE Refrain from taking Advantage of Commander Owl's current situation. Were getting him to Medbay now."

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Red transmits, "Damn! I forgot! See if you can convince him to dance."

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Shield Shellfish transmits, "I don't dance."

Storm Owl nods but furrows his brow. He was certain he had heard the mewling of someone else named Shrike on the radio. Ah well. The trio are slowly but steadily making their way to the teleporters. "See, Singularity? See what happened when Rush /didn't/ kill his brother? Would you have preferred that?" Storm shakes his head, "I should think not." Storm Owl then, for apparently no reason, says, "We'll get a full engineering team working on the answer."

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Rush Raccoon transmits, ".....no."

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Red transmits, "It's fun Commander Owl! Try it."

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Singularity Shrike transmits, "All due respect, sir, but heck no."

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Storm Owl mutters something in reply to Shield's question. Something about getting an engineering team working on the answer.

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Krieger Wolf transmits, "Ahem."

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Red transmits, "Right then. Get the Commander some water and some rest. And refrain from communicating further about Storm Owl being a lightweight on this frequency."

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Krieger Wolf transmits, "Anyone who takes advantage of the Lieutenant Colonel's state from now on will be ordered one month of Gumbo Duty as punishment. In the event that I lack the authority to punish someone thusly, they will be /volunteered/ for Gumbo Duty."

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Shield Shellfish, who has already been volunteered for Gumbo Duty as part of the gumbo, says nothing.

You paged Rush Raccoon with 'Can't now, of course, due to alt interactions of course, though.'

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Storm Owl transmits, "Thank you, Krieger. You tell 'em."

[Radio: (A) RF-Chat] Storm Owl transmits, "I've always appreciated your willingness to be blunt. And to kill those that need killing."

Rush Raccoon is busy hefting Owl to the Teleporters. and low and behold! they make it. "Commander Owl...um..Might wanna hold your Stomach there...." he states as he climbs onto the Teleporter..steadying Owl.

Storm Owl stares at the teleporters as they get closer and closer. A touch of worry creases his beak. He's about to suggest that they take the long way home, but somehow he has a feeling that isn't too likely to work out very well. Stepping up onto the teleporter bad with Rush's help, the last thing Storm Owl thinks before vanishing into a gold and green energy surge is that he hopes there aren't too many members of his crew waiting on the other end.

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Message: 14/60 Posted Author

Quiet Post Tue Jul 12 Rush Raccoon

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To: General and Colonel.

From: Cpl. Rush Raccoon.

I Belive it in Commander Owl's Best Intrest he be denied Long Island Ice Teas Ever again.

~Coporal Rush Raccoon.

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