| From: | Mike Goldberg <m_goldberg@**.COLORADO.EDU> |
|---|---|
| Subject: | Riding the Storm! |
| Date: | Fri, 13 May 1994 22:58:14 MST |
down
town Redmond at that mysterious outfitting shop known as the "garage". The heat
is on tonight and the teams have just met at Polish's, I'm your host tonight
and I'll keep you up to date on their movements. Ok, bear with me now while
I do a few tests.
+++++ ENCEPHALON SWITCHING - Drone cluster alpha
: status
alpha 1 - energy 98.5% signature masking 100%
alpha 2 - energy 99% signature masking 100%
alpha 3 - energy 98% signature masking 100%
alpha 4 - energy 97% signature masking 100%
+++++ ENCEPHALON SWITCHING - Drone cluster beta
: status
beta 1 - energy 100 % dual SMG's, sig. masking 50%, 100 caseless rounds loaded
beta 2 - energy 100 % dual TASERS, sig. masking 70%, 20 darts
+++++ ENCEPHALON SWITCHING - Drone cluster gamma
:status
gamma 1 - energy 100 % dual LMG's, sig. masking 10%, 2000 caseless armor
piercing rounds loaded. 20 thermal smoke cannisters loaded.
gamma 2 - energy 100 % single rotory autocannon, dual SMG's, masking 5%
200 caseless rounds of SMG ammo, 100 rounds of autocannon ammo,
gyro recoil system fully opertaional
+++++ ENCEPHALON SWITCHING - Shadowland Node
Ah we seem to be A OK, on the drone front, lemme explain briefly what you just
saw. The alpha cluster are my tiny zoomers, these little beasts can get in
virtually anywhere and hold their position. Each has a full sensor package
so we can view in any part of the spectrum and amplify light if need be.
My beta cluster, well these are my standard drones, designed for close
personnel support, I'd have liked to have more than just these two but a man
is ever limited by the technology he has... ahh..
Now my gamma series well we're talking workhorses here, these babies are not
exactly what you could call stealthy, each uses a rotor to get it off the
ground and the gamma 2 has to have landed before it can fire that autocannon
it's carrying. They go in when the team needs serious back up and are pretty
heavily armored.
Now as one or two of you may have noticed, I got myself an encephalon since,
last time. Works a treat, I have a matrix hookup to shadowland here and a
hookup to my remote rig whose signal is being passed to Lister the only other
one who can really understand the joy of being one with the machine.
Ok, let's get on with the show.
+++++ ENCEPHALON SWITCHING - Drone Cluster alpha
: show alpha 1
The scene changes to show what appears to be a bar Speed's voice is suddenly
heard. Welcome to Shadowland ladies and gents, anything you say from here on
will be recorded and transmitted[disconect]
+++++ ENCEPHALON SWITCHING - Shadowland node
Ahh the spoilsports they don't want their plans out just yet, someone just
manually turned off alpha 1. Well I guess we have to wait ......
Ah ha, got a signal, they've left the bar aparently it's owner wants to keep
certain aspects of it a secret ya understand <wink>
+++++ ENCEPHALON SWITCHING - alpha 1
: show
"Right then, he's taking control..." The picture suddenly plunges and the
view of Lister's grinning face can be seen coming into focus. "If you think
I'm carrying these fraggin things Speed yer can think again now that you've
been given the go ahead. Ok, set 'em up and fly 'em into the van it's over
here."
+++++ ENCEPHALON SWITCHING - All groups
: follow the prat
"prat" not found in memory
: follow the man in front
CONFIRMED
***** ENCEPHALON SWITCHING - alpha 1
: show
The scene is a dark alley somewhere in downtown Seattle, a buzzing noise can
be heard all around and in front a small collection of hover drones can be
seen rising off the ground and begin heading to the back of what looks like
a heavily armored van. Coming from the van is a refined southern English
accent, complemented occasionally by a little bit of Seattle twang. A medium
sized black man can be seen stood near the rear entrance. "I'm telling you, IBA,
your bloody van will be fine, believe me, besides I don't see what the problem
is you flaming well stripped anything that might get broken we have what we
need, a big bloody van with a pop up autocannon. I'm telling you, nothing bad
will happen to it that wouldn't normally happen in a night at the barrens.
...... Look I bloody promise, now shuddup !" The man flicks down the view
screen on a wrist phone and looks at Lister.
"I'm telling you, you'd think he's bloody married to this van."
"Yeah but aren't you the same about yer bike ?"
"Well ok, but that doesn't count. Come on let's get loaded up."
The man looks at alpha 1 and speaks "Well come one Speed, we're ready to go, or
are you filming for posterity ?"
Speeds voice is suddenly heard "I thought I'd get some shots for posterity,
alpha 1 will follow the cars."
The black man shrugs and moves away, the shot pans around by a wall next to a
door. A large well built man with solid gold cybereyes and a shaven head can
be seen talking very sternly to a young lad wearing what appears to be magicians
cloak. The young lad winces as the man quickly removes the cloak and throws
him a black jacket and a helmet. Next to the couple and grinning is the
familiar form of Highlander, his brown curly hair, floppy hat, multicoloured
scarf and long trench coat make him seem almost comical. The man with the
golden cybereyes views Highlander for a moment and smiles, "so Highlander
are you ready for the mission ahead ?". Highlander just grins then with a
sudden burst of speed spins and comes down in a firing position, aiming down
the alley. The man now identified as Reaper grins back and then turns back to
grilling the young lad which a brief message identifies as Clown.
The shot changes again, to just witness a beautiful woman zoom by on a rapier,
a few shouts are heard "Good Luck SpotOn", a distant shout is returned
muffled slightly by the sound of the engine "Never needed that, catch yer
later !"
A Westwind suddenly comes into sight and out jump two men, the first is a tall,
over 6 ft man moving as though he were about to be attacked at any second. He's
wearing loose fitting black clothes as are most of the others and a distinctive
pair of mirror shades. The other man is somewhat older and moves with care,
a look of great pain seems etched upon his face as though he has seen more
evils and more tragedies than he desevered to. He follows Punisher to speak
with the black man who was loading some equipment into the back of the van.
"Sculptor's men are dead. Nova has shown her full potential, DragonEyes here
was able to get the last of the cyber and bio out of her, they attacked just
as the operation was finishing. Seraphy and Nightfox are keeping an eye on
her at the moment, there's something else as well, I'll tell you later though."
Another man comes into the picture, "Claw" says Punisher. "You look well,
I
understand that we're working togther."
"Yes, it should be enjoyable. And it will be quite, just the way I like it.
DragonEyes, how did things go with the girl, I am told that Nightfox and his
mentor were involved, I would think that things were a success, but you seem
troubled."
DragonEyes looks at Claw "I had to assist Seraphy a little and Dragon magic
is not natural to me as of yet, so the operation also took it's toll. I am
however only slightly weary and only need a few cups of strong coffee, hope you
don't mind we phoned ahead and Polish should have some ready for me."
Claw smiles.
DragonEyes leaves and goes through the door in the side wall. Punisher and
Claw begin conversing about tactics. The picture changes again a medium height
elf comes into view chatting cheerfully to an attractive looking red head.
Highlights appear, WHAT and Circuit Breaker are identified. The zoomer get's
closer only to have CB shoo it away, the picture wobbles slightly.
"So are you and IBA really an item then ?" the voice is Speeds.
"Ah... ya oughta know better than ta ask a gal questions like that."
"But .. but .. I only asked if you were still seeing him."
"Ah know, hah hah, don't be silly Speed, ah'm only havin fun, but you're
supposed ta ask her in more delicate ways."
The elf suddenly speaks, his voice has a marked English accent, the natives
amongst you pick up the Southern twangs that are not found in the northern
parts of Britain. "hey hey" His hand shoots out and catches the zoomer, you
are suddenly treated to a close up of WHAT's face, he smiles and then opens his
hand to allow the zoomer to fly free.
"Hey PH ! Tell Polish his beer is warm."
"What !"
"Just kidding man, nice bloody pint, I didn't know that Youngers still made
them like that."
"Dammed right, it's a nice pint for the price we had to pay for the thing.
Still if it wasn't for Polish and our supplier we'd have to drink the local
brew, think about that for a moment."
"Ah you, got me PH... so are we ready to rock and roll term ?"
"Just about, ok" voice raises slightly "I've the promised toys for those of
you who wanted them. Grab what you need."
A number of people can be seen making their way to the back of the van and
begin donning what look like shell suits over the top of their normal clothes.
Almost immediately people seem to phase out of existance until they move,
the image is augmented by a thermal image but even that is very very shaky.
Shotguns, assault rifles, ammo and what look like grenade pistols are handed
out by Powerhouse along with a number of grenade bandoliers, each packed with
a variety of grenades. The final items are set of radios to those that didn't
possess them and a personal medkit. Most people however politely refuse the
offer offering the merits of their own weapon choices instead.
* Testing radio hookup, Speed are you recieving
+++++ ENCEPHALON SWITCHING - Radio link
* Gotcha
+++++ ENCEPHALON SWITCHING - Alpha 1 view
* Team A come in.
* Claw here.
* Punisher here.
* DragonEyes here.
* Lister ?
* What!?!?!?!
* You're suppossed to repond "I'm here"
* Oh, well, I'm here
* Ok, team C
* Reaper, receiving
* Err, yeah,
* Reply with your name Clown
* Clown, here.
* Yep, Highlander here, can we get on with it PH ? I'm getting cold here.
* Ok, just two more.
* I can hear you PH <CB's voice>
* Me too term <WHAT's voice>
* Ok, then we're ready to roll.
* IBA you there ?
* Ha, I thought you'd drekkin forgotten me. Yeah I'm here, now get a move on,
* a chopper just landed at Galleans and took off again about 10 mins later.
* couldn't get an id on the occupants but it was time for a shift change with
* the Azzie guards.
The scene changes again people are begining to get into various vehicles.
Punisher, Claw and DragonEyes get into a Punisher's sleek Westwind. Powerhouse
and CB mount a heavy Blitzen and join WHAT who is already waiting for them on
his own bike. Highlander starts up IBA's van come school bus, the heavy
duty vehicle that IBA calls a van but everyone else calls a tank, Clown and
Reaper get in next to Highlander, Clown still being given a lesson in safety
from Reaper.
> Off to one side Lister can be seen climbing into Star Bug 1
Eventually everyone moves off, the view changes as alpha 1 rises above the
vehicles and is suddenly buffeted by a gentle breeze coming in from the sound.
Quickly they split up not wishing to make obvious their direction.
: Follow signal
confirmed
The bright lights of the city flow past, the Renraku arcology looms to the
right, surrounded by massive skyscrapers. A helicoptor suddenly passes a few
meters in front the downblast sends alpha 1 spinning but she is soon on course
again with a little rigger assistance. The view changes, getting higher, the
streets below are a mass of people and cars the night is no barrier to the trade
that is done within Seattle, only the nature of such trade changes slightly by
the night. A hovercar screams past some distance in front the corporate image
of MCT gleaming brightly in the night sky. In the distance now the mountains
can be seen, their dark ominous forms rising like giants on the horizon. Some
time passes with the view dodging between skyscraper to skyscraper, eventually
Lake Washington comes into view and downtown Seattle has been left behind.
Small infrared dots appear on the lake far below, late night swimmers or small
craft, we'll never know. The drone follows the route across the lake taking the
path of the massive road bridge that spans the lake. Distant lights can be seen
and distant fires as well, the bright gleam of plush Bellevue where style and
money are accepted as the norm, borders uneasily against that area of
lawlessness Redmond. The view drops now giving only a brief view of the poverty
stricken area that makes up Redmond and flys to about 100 meters above the road
surface. Star Bug 1 can be seen glistening slightly as it silently rounds a
corner and moves onto a multi lane road. In the distance the high heat
signature of a heavily modded motorbike stands out like a bright light. Off to
one side and behind slightly the tank that is IBA's home and vehicle trundles
into view.
Eventually the view leaves the main road and turns down a number of quieter
streets. Plush mansions and private security firms are the order of the day
here, each mansion visible by the elevated position of the zoomer shows itself
off with bright arc lights illuminating Itallian style, Georgian Style, French
Style and early American style buildings. Many have impressive security as the
host of cameras and razor wire atop the various walls attest.
Eventually a quiet side street is entered at the end a small park lies, Star
Bug 1 slowly cruises into the park and is joined a few moments later by IBA's
tank and then a few minutes after that by a sleek Westwind.
: descend
confirmed
The view drops next to Star Bug 1 (a modified plutocrat), it's driver Lister,
is parking it amongst a number of bushes.
<PH> * Ok, let's move quick, get the vehicles covered and out of sight, then
meet by Star Bug 1.
<Lister> * I'm done, ECM's are on stand by should we need them
A huddle of people is briefly seen then one by one they begin to vanish,
whereas the stealth suits had made these people hard to see. Now they literally
were not there except for a very tiny heat trace. A movement begins on Star
Bug 1 as Lister prepares his drone launcher, Speed's drones and some of Lister's
own line the racks.
<PH> * Ok move out in the teams. SpotOn have you made position yet.
<SO> * Rodger, got you in the ultra sonic sights right now.
<PH> * Ok, Lister, Speed do your stuff.
++++++ ENCEPHALON SWITCHING - Alpha cluster
: launch
confirmed
: signature masking engage
confirmed
: proceed on preset flight plan
confirmed
+++++ ENCEPHALON SWITCHING - Beta cluster
: launch
confirmed
: await further orders
+++++ ENCEPHALON SWITCHING - Alpha cluster
: mixed view
confirmed
The screen suddenly splits into four sections, each showing a different picture.
The views all move off at slightly different angles flying just above the trees,
ahead is a massive wall, 12 feet high.
<IBA> * External security down, I'm supressing, you don't have long till the
CPU get's wise to what I'm up to.
<PH> * Team A, move in
<PH> * Team D, move in
<PH> * Team C, move in
: view Team A
confirmed
There is not much to see because of the suits. You can make out a faint
shimmering as something passes over the fence. The shimmer get more pronounced
as something else appears in the air. It looks as if a fire is trying to form
in mid air, but something is holding it back. Behind the fence one of the
images seems to be struggling. You suddenly see a large tear appear in
shimmering image showing a gash to the side of a black skinned individual.
There seems to be a lot of quick movements that normally would scream out that
someone is there, but with the suits... it's a lost cause. Then as quickly as
it started, it fades.
: view Team D
confirmed
Once again there isn't muc to see, due to the nature of the suits. Suddenly,
a humaniod-like figure starts moving rapidly towards something. You think the
drone that is near almost picks up the whisper, "frag." The humaniod figure
moves like trying to dodge something then jerks upright as if catching
something in lower back area. Slowly it slides to the ground, becoming evident
that the device that hit the humaniod was a sword.
: view Team C
confirmed
After a few idle moments of wondering what is happening, you quickly realize it
is because Team C must be trying to figure out a way to quietly navigate a
roaming beastie. Apparently, they quickly decided something, because the
beastie, whose roaming ceased to being aimless, suddenly staggers under the
affects of some blow. As quickly as it started, the beastie drops. Very
strange.
: mixed view
confirm
The four images depict a dark night, it's overcast which is nothing strange.
The four zoomers pass dodge between the trees and undergrowth mapping out a
route for the party. The three teams are invisible except for faint heat traces
given out. Suddenly a large heat form is encountered in alpha 3 it looks
like a bear of some sort.
<Speed> * Beastie at sector 7D, resting
<Reaper> * Confirmed
The beast suddenly sits up and sits it looks like a bear except it's canines
are massively elongated, a small collar on it's neck pulses with a dim green
light. All of a sudden it flinches, then again, then again, the beast
begins to stagger slightly then falls down in a slump three small darts
protruding from it's massive neck. A dim heat image approaches it crouched
down then waves as a few other heat images approach.
The image on alpha 1 suddenly pauses, just ahead is a sentry gun, the twin
barrels of a LMG protrude from it's base, state of the art sensor equipment
bristels from the rest. It is nestled atop a small statue, an image of cupid
stading over a pool bow in hand, except that the bow is a state of the art
thermal detector. It swings around suddenly, the view dips, alpha 1 taking
cover in the undergrowth then suddenly the image shakes a pair of red eyes
are just seen before the image goes blank.
<Speed> * Alpha 1 is down, a beastie got it, last at sector 17H
<Punisher> * Gotcha, we've got them in sight 4 of the little mother's, Claw is
going to try and fry them.
Alpha 4's display approaches the castle hiding in the undergrowth, outside
next to a portcullis stand 4 Aztechnology guards, each are wearing heavy armor
and wear massive looking backpacks.
<Speed> * 4 guards at the front each with mil spec lasers, heavily armored
as well.
<DragonEyes> * Check. We'll get there soon.
Alpha 3's display approaches from the rear of a fight. A panther is taking on a
beastie, and there seems to be two beasties down already. The fourth one, seems
to be having trouble figuring out where to attack. Seems kind of strange.
<DragonEyes> * Astral patrol. Hide.
<Clown> * Sure.
<WHAT> * What??
<Powerhouse> * Gotcha.
The display grows silent. From wherever the panther came, it disappears again.
Both beasties that are standing seem to be going about there business. You find
it amazing that they don't seem to remember that there was anybody around them.
<Clowm> * patrol passed us.
<Powerhouse> * Is it clear to move on?
<Claw> * Hard to say. Better assume we are going to get more company.
<DragonEyes> * Not that it is important, but I think I found a stop-gap measure
to make the beasties look like nothing is wrong. I just hope
they didn't see the spells in Astral.
In stunning silence, you see the two remaining beasties drop. There is a brief
shimmer, but it quickly stops. You see very dimly the heat shapes of 3 people.
The tallest of the bunch, shrugs, then waits for one of the others to follow.
They seem to disappear from sight.
<Clown> * How's that?
<Punisher> * Not now. We're heading for the gate.
<Speed> * Alpha 2 found 3 beasties of a different sort at 13L.
<Powerhouse> * Confirmed.
<Speed> * Drek Alpha 3, got spotted.
<IBA> * Shoot, Ah I got problems, company just entered the system.
<Punisher> * At gate. Drek! Company!
<Reaper> * We got you covered! Go for it!
<Speed> * Alpha 3 down in 6C. Guard took it out.
The display shifts to Alpha 4. The scene there is much as it was a few minutes
ago except for there is now a lot of gun fire going on. Two of the guards drops
at once.
<DragonEyes> * Other two must have magical shielding up.
<Punisher> * Just makes it a challenge. Cover me!
Alpha 4 moves along the ground, probably trying to find a better angle to
watch what is happening. What it finds instead is more guards approaching from
the outside.
<Speed> * Team C, enemy reinforcments coming from behind you.
<Reaper> * Joy.
One of the faint heat sources makes a break for the gate guards, but is sent
back into cover by a laser that nearly hits him.
<Claw> * We got company coming by mages in Astral, probably will try and ground
spells through magical gear. Look alive.
The firefight growes in escalition, and grows more desperate by the seconds.
The faint outlined members of Team C, have got pinned down by the
reinforcments, and Team A has only manged to taken out one of the two remaining
doors.
+++++ ENCEPHALON SWITCHING - Beta cluster
: signature masking engage
confirmed
: alter flight plan
alteration confirmed
: proceed on present flight plan
confirmed
+++++ ENCEPHALON SWITCHING - Gamma cluster
: launch
confirmed
: await further orders
The single view, that wasn't nearly enough to actually cover all the angles of
the rapidly growing combat, splits into three views, as the Beta cluster races
towards its goals.
The combat quickly grows quieter though. One of the members from Team A managed
to catch the guard by surprise and down him. Using the distraction provided by
Team C, the rest of Team A and, what you think is a panther, enter the gate.
<Punisher> * So much for getting in quietly.
<Reaper> * Team D, we are behind our timeline.
<PH> * We're pinned down by a bunch of pesky guards, but ...
There's a loud explosion that makes it effectively impossible for anyone
watching to follow the combat.
<SpotOn> * Thought you needed some help.
<PH> * Thanks. We got you covered, Team C. Go for it.
<Reaper> * Go with the plan.
One person bolts for the gate, almost getting mowed down from a firefight
inside the fortress. The other two quickly bolt for the gate. The last team
with help from the drones, makes a quick trip to the gate, guns blazing.
<Punisher> * We're going to have to split up. Team A goes high.
<PH> * Fine we'll take this floor and make sure we have an exit.
<WHAT> * And hopefully that won't be to the bloody police, eh?
Another explosion happens, one of the drones, manages to catch it from the
outside. It hit the rooftop.
<SpotOn> * There's a fair amount of activity on the roof.
<Punisher> * Just found stairs going up and down. Heading up now!
+++++ ENCEPLAHON SWITCHING - Gamma cluster
: signature masking engage
confirmed
: proceed on preset flight plan
confirmed
<Speed> * All drones are on the go.
<Speed> * Alpha 4 is picking up an unknown presence. 1 humaniod. 75% chance of
being a human female. No id.
<PH> * Team C go left.
<Reaper> * Check.
One of the displays, changes from showing an image of the person sneaking in,
to a definite human female that appears before her. A quite beautiful red-head.
Too bad the drone, managed to get slagged from something.
<Speed> * Ouch. Lost Alpha 4. There are 2 human females. No id on either of
them. Target destination of one is definitely in castle. Had no
warning of the other.
<SpotOn> * I saw the flames from here. Most likely a mage of some sort. She
just disappeared though. Uh-oh, helicopter is trying to land on
roof. Taking care of it.
: view Team C
The view encompasses three people, one obviously female (CB). The compound
shakes as they go through room through room searching for their objective. A
group of guards forces the team backwards through a room in which they appeared
to be trapped. The drone catchs movement from behind, a human female is there.
She catches the guards by surprise and manages to hurt them badly by hurling a
magical ball of energy at them. The voice shouts over the gunfire: "I thought
you said you didn't need me hear!" One of the figures seems stunned.
<Highlander> * uhhhh, laddie, I got a confirmation of one of the human females.
It's Cerise.
<PH> * WHAT?!?!? I thought I told her... oh Drek!
The building rocks with a large explosion. Clown seizing the moment of surprise
by the appearance of Cerise and the explosion, manages to drop the guards with
a quick bout of spellslinging. He smiles at Cerise.
Cerise: Since you seem to have things NOW under control.
She turns, waves and runs off.
Highlander: Lasse WAIT!
Highlander preppares to bolt after her, but Reaper stops him. "We need you
here."
: view Team A
The view switches again. The threesome plus the panther are slowly making their
way up the staircase. All of a sudden the hole staircase is covered in flames!
And the sprinkler system turns on, with the fire alarm.
<Speed> * Lost Beta 2. Was following Team A. Team A -- you okay?
<DragonEyes> * NOT NOW!!!!
<Punisher> * What the hell is that bitch?
<Claw> * A mage that likes fire spells?
<DragonEyes> * Duck!
<Claw> * Drek! Fall back!
<DragonEyes> * No! That is what she wants us to do! Press forward!
<Clown> * Uhhh, do you guys mine carrying this out somewhere else it is being
distracting?
<PH> * Unknown approaching from our 6. What, check it out.
<What> * Sure.
<Speed> * Only have 3 drones left. Status reports?
<SpotOn> * Helicopter has left, never touched done. Too dangerous I guess.
<Punisher> * Don't ask.
<PH> * Pinned down on first floor. Managed to have found the garage I think...
<Reaper> * We had a sighting of what might have been one of our targets. Too
many obsticles to tell.
<PH> * Drek. Pinned down.
: view Team A
* invalid command.
: view Team C
* invalid command.
: view Team D
The team is pinned down behind a rapidly thining barrier. Inside you can see
a stairway leading down. Glancing down, you can see the remains of a window,
and the hint of a limo down below. The view spins around rapidly, and there is
Cerise.
Cerise: I thought you could use the help.
PH just stammers, but stops once bullets nearly take off his head. The only
reason they didn't is because CB slammed into PH knocking him down. Cerise
starts casting. Until someone tosses a gernade into their room. Seeing the
gernade, everyone bolted. Unfortunately, not in the same direction. What
grabbed CB and fell back into a nearby room. Cerise, just tackles (not to
prettily, but it worked) into Powerhouse, sending them both spiraling down
stairs. The drone follows them down the stairs. The image reminds you of the
reason to never go down a cement staircase uncontrolled.
Downstairs is a garage. In the garage, you get a clear id of the people down
there. Most of them are guards. But one of them you realize, is Ganz. The
guards seeing them, open fire. PH realizing their disadvantage pushes out of
the stairwell, and into the open. Cerise, hesitating realizes her life is over
if she stands still any longer moves also. Apparently, just in time as a
gernade comes in. Unfortunately, it takes out the drone.
:view Team C
The display goes from dead to live again, as the team continues to fight back.
Unfortunately for the guards, Team C, seems to be handly taking care of them.
<Speed> * Sighting of Ganz, in garage. Report and withdraw.
<Punisher> * Team A, couldn't make it to the roof. Leave without us, if we
don't make it back. Having a rather bad situation here.
<WHAT> * Got seperated from -- I think it is Cerise, and Powerhouse. There was a
large explosion. Going to see what is happening down there. CB is
with me.
<Reaper> * We had a brief sighting of Ganz, but got pinned down by other
guards. We are withdrawing.
<Speed> * You know the plans of escape. Team A, try to use the original plan,
but if that fails, get out anyway you can. Team D, report status as
it changes.
<CB> * Rodger.
<SpotOn> * Waiting to bring up the tail like plan. I can see Team A's old
position from here by the amount of fire emitting from there.
<Punisher> DREK!
<Speed> * IBA????
<Speed> * IBA???? Oh drek. Someone check on IBA's position on way out. It could
be bad.
<DragonEyes> * Team C, could you do that? We're having ... enough trouble ...
as it is.
<Reaper> * Affirmative.
<Speed> * Drek. Down to Gamma 2. Team D, anything.
<CB> * We found Cerise. No sight of Powerhouse. We're withdrawing. No time to
ask her questions.
The picture, starting to get fuzzy at best, covers the retreat of Team C,
pretty well, until they got outside. At that point Team C got attacked by
+++++ Picture lost.
<Speed> * Ummphhh....
+++++ Connection broken ]<<<<<
-- Speed <01:34/5-13-55>
