Session Start: Tue Jun 10 21:02:17 2003
Session Ident: #taw
* Logging #taw to 'logs\EsperNet\#taw.20030610.log'
<DeathStar> Session 73: Total Recall Part II
<DeathStar> Time Chart: Immediately Thereafter Part 1
<DeathStar> Location: Building 38, Lobby
*** Sherinmir is now known as Icebrand
<DeathStar> GM: *the decision to strike at the 5th Column base has been made. Now, a team leader must be decided upon, as Ayn will lead the group to the base, able to sense her clone*
*** Vile is now known as Ghoul
* Icebrand lies on the couch
* Dahok is off doing stuff
* Stark is in the armory.
* Icebrand polishes his left gun
* Ghoul leans against the far wall, rolling a throwing knife over his fingers. He glances at Icebrand thru the small slits in his halfmask, "I could make a good team leader. I elect me."
<Ghoul> nrp: er, facemask.
* Icebrand glances up
<Icebrand> <Any seconds?> *glances around* <Didn't think so.> *goes back to polishing*
* Silouette is in her room, laying silently in her bed.
<DeathStar> NRP: This session is taking place right after the end of Part 1. Unless you ran up to your room immediately after "Lets go!", you are in the lobb.
<Silouette> NRP: Oops, missed that
* Ghoul tilts his head and giggles. He imagines that, yes, if he DID have a pair of scissors he would stab Icebrand in the face.
<Icebrand> <I saw that.>
* Stark steps into the rec. room where the others are.
<Silouette> NRP: I don't even remember the end of last session =/
* Ghoul looks up at Stark, "Icebrand here nominated me Team leader."
* Stark looks at Icebrand
* Icebrand coughs
<Icebrand> <...Right. One more comment like that, and I'll shove a pair of scissors in YOUR face.>
<Dahok> 6* Ayn stands in the corner, tuning into her clone's senses.
* Ghoul looks back to Icebrand, "Is that a promise?"
<Icebrand> <Hrmph.>
<DeathStar> <Ayn> Will you just pick someone to be team leader? I swear...
<Icebrand> <Well, we do need somebody to lead.> *flips up* ...Nominations?
* Ghoul flicks his wrist, launching the throwing knife into the air. He leans forward and it falls into his back-plate shealth, "Oh Oh! Me! Me!"
* Icebrand ignores Ghoul
* Stark looks at Ayn.
<Stark> How are you doing the sensing, Ayn?
<DeathStar> <Ayn> I think I can find them. But I'm not leading.
* Ghoul crosses his arms over his chest, his shoulders sagging. He mutters something and just sulks.
<Stark> Hm...
* Stark turns to the others.
<Stark> We need a plan, if nothing else.
<Icebrand> <What's wrong with the tried-and-true go in, bust heads, get what we want, leave? ...Oh yeah, the fact that it never works.>
* Ghoul nods to Icebrand, "Thats the reason you are so NOT team leader."
<Icebrand> <I don't WANT to be team leader.>
* Ghoul waves a hand, "Sure sure."
<Stark> That would work, but we appearantly only have four heads.
* Ghoul holds up two fingers, "But two minds in here."
<Icebrand> <Minds only count when they can fire psibolts. Only having four bodies could be a problem.>
<Ghoul> Spooky.
<Stark> Stealth's the only option here.
<Icebrand> <My thoughts exactly.>
<Ghoul> Sounds groovy to me.
<DeathStar> <Ayn> They're at an abandoned train yard. The one in the east district.
<DeathStar> <Ayn> While you all go there, I'll try to find leads on Ire.
<Ghoul> He probably ran back to his Column buddies.
<Icebrand> <Fair enough.> *looks around* <So it's me, you, and psycho knife-fiend. Great team.>
<Silouette> .......
<Icebrand> *taps his foot* <...Where the hell is everyone, anyway?>
* Ghoul shrugs, "Can we GO now?"
<Stark> I'll get the van.
<Ghoul> Can I drive?
<Icebrand> <We'll meet you out front.>
<Stark> I suppose...
* Stark heads out.
* Ghoul giggles, "Yeeess.."
<Stark> Out front in five.
<Icebrand> <See you then.>
<DeathStar> GM: *5 minutes passes*
* Ghoul strolls outside, cracking his knuckles loudly.
<Icebrand> <...He said five. Where is he?> *glances at his watch*
<Ghoul> He's letting me drive.
<Silouette> ...fun.
* Ghoul nods, "OooOooOo it will be. I've never done it before."
<Icebrand> <...Right. I don't trust you on foot, and you think we're going to put our lives in your hands by letting you drive? NO!>
* Ghoul turns to face Icebrand, "If I'm right...you dont have that little remote to this collar, do you?" *He gestures to the shock collar around his neck.*
<DeathStar> GM: *by the gods, Stark pulls up in the van. Sheesh*
<Icebrand> <Listen, fucker, I don't need the shock treatment to get you to follow orders. I'm driving.>
<Ghoul> ReeEeeeally?
* Icebrand opens the driver's side door and glances at Stark
* Ghoul holds up a hand and extends his middle finger, flicking Icebrand off. The tip of the finger, which is bandaged, bulges as his 6 inch metallic talon extends, blood dripping down his hand.
<Icebrand> <...As long as you took to get around here, move it. I'm driving this junkpile.>
<Stark> NRP: I meant five real-time!
* Ghoul retracts the talon and pulls open the side door, crawling in.
* Stark is now in the back of the van.
* Ghoul takes a seat by Stark and tilts his masked head, "Hiya."
* Icebrand gets in
* Stark idly pricks a voodoo doll that resembles Ghoul.
<Icebrand> <Sil, get in before I leave you.>
* Ghoul blinks beneath his mask, then giggles again. "I'm going to have to get one of those. Hours of fun."
* Silouette is in the back
<Icebrand> <...when did...? Ah, never mind...> *drives off towards eastern Mega City*
<Stark> Yes, untill it causes paralysis.
<Ghoul> All part of the fun, isnt it? Say, do you like that Icebrand guy? Cause I sure dont.
* Icebrand fights the urge to turn around and shoot Ghoul where he sits
* Stark tactly doesn't respond.
* Ghoul looks over to Icebrand, staring at the back of psion's head. But when he speaks, he's still addressing Stark, "You wouldnt happen to have a pair of scissors handy, do you?"
<Ghoul> nrp: the psion..
<Stark> No, they're mine.
<Ghoul> I just need them for a moment, thats all.
* Ghoul looks back to Stark.
<Stark> If you're good, maybe later.
* Ghoul sighs, then glances over at Sil. He scoots on down in the seat until he's sitting next to her. He lazily runs an arm over the back of her seat, "Hey there, sweetness. You always this quiet?"
<DeathStar> GM: *they enter the eastern zone*
* Icebrand heads for the train yard
* Ghoul tilts his head, watching Sil, "OoOooOoh..definitly the silent type. You know... I DID just get out of prison."
* Stark glances at Sil
* Ghoul 's shoulders sag and he scoots back over to Stark. He leans toward him and mutters, "She's a lesbian."
<DeathStar> GM: *they arrive outside the abandoned graveyard*
<Stark> All the cute quiet ones are.
* Icebrand stops the van and gets out
<Ghoul> nrp: By graveyard, you mean trainyard. This aint an episode of Buffy.
* Stark steps out.
<Ghoul> *The van has stopped outside the main entrance to where all the tracks connect from dozens of directions. From that point, they form into 4 main railways that lead into 2 tunnels. Both are marked by 'Condemned' signs.*
<Stark> Intresting.
<Icebrand> <Somebody want to remind me why Ayn wanted to stay behind instead of leading us to them?>
* Ghoul climbs out, looking about. "Because she knew this was a suicide mission?"
<Icebrand> <...The first smart thing you've said. Ever.>
<Ghoul> Considering all the voices in my head, yours is the most annoying.
<Icebrand> <I try my best.>
<Stark> She's scared.
* Ghoul nods, "Very true.." *He quickly begins looking around, not for any Fifth Column stuff, but for a pair of damn scissors.*
<Stark> What do you expect? She appearantly has this mental connection to the clone--it's like fighting yourself. Alright, granted Ghoul, you probably see nothing wrong with that.
<Icebrand> <...So, which way?>
* Ghoul stops his search and points at the second tunnel entrance, "That one."
<Stark> Let's just walk around, we'll see some traces of their activity out here--that way we know what we're getting into if we go into an enclosed space.
* Ghoul shakes his head, "No, really. That one." *Continues to point*
* Stark looks at Ice
<Icebrand> <Works for me.>
<Stark> Let's go.
* Ghoul lowers his arm. "We might want to get down, first."
<Icebrand> ...
<Stark> What?
* Ghoul points again, "Because that sniper behind the rubble over by the second tunnel entrance has been aiming at us for the last minu-" *A THWUP sound is heard and blood splatters from the side of Ghoul's head. He pitched back against the van and collapses to the dirt.*
<Icebrand> <...Hrm.>
<Icebrand> <I move we run into the nearest tunnel and hide.>
<Ghoul> *There's a quiet click, then the thwumps come quickly - full auto. The van is peppered with it's rounds.*
* Icebrand dives behind a pile of rubble
<Icebrand> <Stark, take cover!>
<Ghoul> *As Icebrand ducks down behind cover, the rain of shells stop. Quickly enough, though, a small red laser-dot appears on Stark's forehead.*
* Icebrand grumbles and dives at Stark, body-checking him out of the way - and falling with him in a tumble behind another pile of rubble
* Stark ... IS GONE!
<DeathStar> GM: *does not work. Sorry*
<Stark> NRP: Dammit.
* Stark rolls.
<Stark> NRP: besides, Ice saved me. :P
<Ghoul> *The shot lodges in the van where Stark's head would have been. No other shot rings out, no doubt the sniper is searching for a good shot, first.*
* Stark looks at Ire.
<Icebrand> <Christ, man, are you awake today?>
<Stark> ... You kno me.
<Stark> NRP: know.
<Stark> Sniper, huh? IB, do you have a scope or a lense or something on you?
<Icebrand> <Too well.> *draws a gun and clicks the hammer back* <This'll have to do.>
<Stark> Anything will do.
<Stark> Contact lense, maybe?
<Icebrand> <Get ready to run.>
<Icebrand> *hesitates* <What are you planning?>
<Stark> Give it.
<DeathStar> GM: *Sil remains in the van, for reference sake*
* Icebrand takes a spare contact out of his pocket and hands it to Stark
<Icebrand> <How'd you know I wear contacts, anyway?>
<Ghoul> nrp: Stark, like Mcguyver, fashions a heatseeking missile launcher from the lense.
* Stark binds it to a voodoo doll's head.
<Stark> I know everything.
<Icebrand> <...Apparently.>
* Stark stabs the voodoo doll in the eyes.
* Stark looks over his shoulder and listens at the tunnel.
<Ghoul> *Back at the tunnel entrance, a cry of pain is heard.*
<Stark> He's blind now.
<Icebrand> <Nice. ...Where's Sil?>
<Stark> In the van.
<DeathStar> GM: *despite the bullet holes in the van, there's Sil*
<Icebrand> <...The one that was shot up pretty badly a few minutes ago?>
<Stark> *looks at the bullet holes on the other side of the van*
<DeathStar> GM: *yes, Sil has been riddled with bullets. Yet, she lives...sorta...she's kinda sitting there. Probably KOed*
<Stark> ... Well, she was hit... but... I don't know if bullets will kill the undead.
<Icebrand> <...Maybe we should get somebody from back at HQ to come pick these two up.>
* Stark looks at Ghoul
<Stark> He's dead, right?
<Ghoul> *Back at the tunnel entrance, the sniper stands and begins stumbling down the tunnel, arms out infront of him.*
* Ghoul is alive, but bleeding from the side of his head - the bullet grazed him.
<Icebrand> <I hope so.> *points at the sniper* <What do you want to do with him?>
* Stark idly walks over and trips the Sniper
* Stark takes the sniper's gun.
<Ghoul> *The sniper collapses to the ground, crying out again. He pulls out his pistol and begins to wave it wildly around, "I'll kill you!"
* Stark looks at IB.
* Icebrand spins out his other gun and clicks the hammer back
<Icebrand> <Mind shutting up, ugly?>
* Stark presses the barrel of the rifle to the Sniper's head.
<Stark> You'll be more than blind if you do anything.
<Ghoul> *The blind sniper shuts up and drops his pistol, "Don't kill me."
* Silouette watches Stark and the sniper, sipping a soda.
<DeathStar> GM: *the soda pours out her bullet wounds*
<Silouette> ......
* Silouette throws the soda away.
<Icebrand> <Mind telling us where we might find your leader?>
<Ghoul> *The guy shakes his head, "I can't tell you that..."
<Stark> Where are Olga and Seinrich?
<Icebrand> You can't see, and we both have guns trained on you. That's probably not the wisest thing to tell us...
* Stark pushes on his head with the barrel. "You would make a very interesting zombie... I need a new one.."
<Ghoul> *The sniper sighs, "Down the tunnel. The fourth maintanance hatch. Doesnt matter, though. You'll both be dead before you reach it."
* Silouette shrugs
<Icebrand> <And if we're already dead...?>
<Stark> More snipers?
<Ghoul> *He shakes his head, "He's expecting you."
<Stark> I'll let you see again if you guide us.
<Icebrand> *shrugs* <We already knew that.>
<Ghoul> *He nods and tries to stand.*
* Stark pulls the pin from the doll's head, and binds his the doll's arms behind it's back.
<Stark> Move.
* Ghoul sniper guy blinks a few times, then heads down the tunnel.
<Ghoul> nrp: er, minus Ghoul of course..
* Silouette idly does up her borrowed jacket as she follows along.
* Icebrand crosses his arms and follows
<Ghoul> *The come up on the fourth hatch and the sniper steps up to it. He twists the massive handle downwards, then pushes open the door with a loud creaking noise.*
<Ghoul> nrp: they
* Stark follows, gun trained.
<Ghoul> *He steps back and gestures in, "There you go."
<Stark> You go in, too.
<Icebrand> <If you're lying, I have a bullet with your name on it.>
<Ghoul> *He shakes his head, "You'll just have to shoot me, because if I go in there, I'm dead anyways."
<Stark> Then you shouldn't care. Go in first.
<Stark> Act like you're going for a piss break or something.
<Stark> And I'll KNOW if you say anything. *chants and smears something on his face*
<Ghoul> *He shakes his head and starts away from the door, "You guys are on your own."
* Stark binds the doll's feet.
<Stark> You're stuck there for the time being.
* Stark looks at the others.
<Stark> Who's first?
<Ghoul> *The guy stumbles and collapses.*
* Silouette glances at the others.
<Stark> Sil, go.
<Icebrand> <...I'll go. Sheesh.>
* Icebrand changes into cheetah form
<Silouette> ......
* Silouette glances at Stark, but doesn't say anything.
* Stark looks at Sil.
<Stark> You'll need to be patched up.
* Icebrand steps in, heavily on his guard, looking around for any possible danger
<Silouette> *crosses her arms across her chest, and looks away* ...I'll deal with it after we get back.
<Ghoul> *It's a long stretch of tunnel, a maintenance tunnel to be exact. At the end is a large blast door.*
<Stark> Strange place to put a blast door. *follows*
* Silouette glances at the walls for any sign of any type of hatches... large or small
<Ghoul> *None. Just smooth metal.*
* Silouette still doesn't seem comfortable about this.
<Ghoul> *The door behind them slams shut, and the sound of a lock engaging is heard. They are in complete darkness.*
* Silouette shakes her head a little, having expected as much.
<Icebrand> <Yep, that was a bad idea.> *ignites a saber for light*
<Ghoul> *The saber gives off some light, but not much. Then, the sudden sound of multiple locks unlocking is heard as the blastdoor begins to open, light spilling into the room.*
* Stark holds up the voodoo doll and starts stabing at it.
<Silouette> ...an airlock, how quaint.
*** DeathStar is now known as Leon-Redux
*** Leon-Redux is now known as DeathStar
*** Kiki` has joined #taw
*** Dahok is now known as Leon-Redux
* Stark watches a ferret scurry by.
<Stark> Weird.
*** Kiki` is now known as Dahok
<Ghoul> *The blast door opens completely revealing a well-lit hallway. Standing before the group is Senreich, his incredibly sickly skinny body wrapped securly in his general long-style coat. He leans forward slightly on his cane and tilts his head, the light reflecting from his goggles, "About time."
*** Ellie has joined #taw
*** Ghoul is now known as Von_Senreich
<Ellie> NRP: vive le session?
<Icebrand> <Yeah, we prefer to do things thoroughly.>
*** Ellie is now known as Ayn
*** Ayn is now known as Ellie
* Stark draws a bead on Senreich
* Silouette puts her hands in the jacket pockets.
* Von_Senreich nods and because his eyes are hidden behind his goggles, it's impossible for the group to see if he is infact, looking at them. He seems to stare straight ahead, "If you'd all follow me, I've prepared a more comfortable place for us to discuss the matter."
<Icebrand> <...Right.>
<Stark> If I wasn't sure it wouldn't kill him, I'd shoot... *sighs and lowers the gun*
* Von_Senreich turns, presenting his back to them and starts down the hallway, the only sound being that of his cane tapping on the floor with every step.
* Stark follows.
* Silouette follows casually
* Icebrand follows last
<Von_Senreich> *As he leads them down the hallway, they'll notice large glass windows that cover some walls, letting them see into other rooms. They pass one thats a large Gym on the otherside, Fifth Column soldiers training on various machines.*
<Dahok> NRP: Why aren't you planting mines?! Get 'em when they least expect it...
<Stark> NRP: I would have got some, but DS said all I could get from the armory was my own stuff. :P
<Icebrand> NRP: I dunno, the whole "we'd be seen" thing.
* Von_Senreich continues walking, an on their left is another glass window, revealing a Rec Room. More soldiers are seen, eating and chatting and whatnot. Next, an shoot range. Then a room with children, male and female, no less than 13, no more than 21, all dressed in black uniforms. They sit crosslegged, watching old Nazi-propaganda material.*
<Stark> ...Cheeky.
* Icebrand keeps his mouth shut
*** Ellie is now known as Olga
*** Darien_Tobias has joined #TAW
* Von_Senreich comes to a set of double doors flanked by two soldiers in black combat outfits, their faces hidden behind skull-like helmets. They raise their arms in the nazi salute and Senreich merely nods. The doors open and he leads them into a large officer area, a desk off to one side, the other walls surrounded by bookshelves*
* Von_Senreich gestures to the seats scattered around infront of the desk, "Sit."
* Silouette sits casually, looking unusually relaxed.
* Von_Senreich rounds the desk and sits, setting the cane against the desk. "Well? You didnt come all this way just for a tour now, did you?"
* Olga walks in from a side enterence, dessed in a pair of black tight cargo pants, and a black leather tanktop. "you summoned me father?"
*** Darien_Tobias has left #TAW
* Icebrand sits and leans his head on his hands, not reverting
* Von_Senreich glances at Olga as she enters and smiles, "Yes, my dear.." *He holds out a sickly skeletal hand to her.
<Stark> Ayn II. *nods at Olga*
* Olga rests her hand in his, and sits on the arm to his chair. She smiles like a hunter at the alt team.
<Icebrand> .oO{I suddenly have a really bad feeling about being here...}
* Olga looks at Stark, "Don't call me that. She's a faint impression of what I am."
* Von_Senreich looks to Stark, "You couldnt be more wrong. But we're not here to discuss that, are we?"
<Stark> We could be.
<Stark> The link between the DNA donor and the clone--I find that to be quite intresting.
<Olga> Not quite as interesting as what you'd like to know, is it?
<Stark> You tell me.
* Von_Senreich smiles, revealing blackened rotting teeth, "Are you going to ask or are we going to play this game all night?"
* Olga smiles as her father speaks her mind.
* Von_Senreich idly strokes the top of Olga's hand, tracing some kind of pattern on it with a single long skeletal finger.
* Stark presses his shades up his nose. "So impatient... very well."
<Stark> I suppose you have more pressing matters to attend to, given that, let us cut the 'small' *looks at Olga* talk. You know why we're here, apperantly so... please; Enlighten us.
<Von_Senreich> And what are you offering in return for this information?
* Olga smiles at her father's stroking. She looks to Stark, her head titled and then looks down to her father.
<Stark> The question is, what do need in return? Negotiation is grand, is it not?
<Stark> *what do YOU need
<Olga> What do you even have to offer? *she smirks* the joke unit indeed.
* Von_Senreich turns his head to Sil, the light reflecting off his round goggles, "I want the woman."
<Silouette> ......
<Stark> 'Master Race', indeed. Beaten by a kid, if I remember. *grins toothily at Olga*
<Stark> Why Silouette?
* Von_Senreich looks back to Stark, "She's unique. I can use that."
* Olga tugs her father's shirt sleeve, "Can't we torture and then kill the voodoo docter?"
* Von_Senreich looks up at Olga and grins, "Patience, my darling."
* Stark smiles, calmly.
* Von_Senreich looks back to Stark, again. "Do we have a deal?"
<Stark> Children, so eager to make their parents proud--wait untill she starts dating, no? *looks at Silouette* It's not my place to day. However I could easily make some of your soldiers undead, if that's what you're wanting.
* Stark tilts his head forward, his reflective blue shades glaring in the light.
* Olga pats her father's hand lightly.
<Icebrand> <There's a thin line between daughterly love and incest, and you're straddling it, you know.> *gags*
* Stark raises his hand to IB.
* Von_Senreich is quiet for a moment, "I'd choose my words carefully if I were the both of you."
* Olga gives a look to IB. If looks could kill indeed.
* Icebrand sits back, satisfied he's had his say, and leaves it to Stark
<Von_Senreich> You are both alive because I ordered it.
* Stark looks at Von_Senreich, goggles to shades.
<Von_Senreich> Don't try my patience.
<Stark> You haven't answered my question.
* Silouette sits back in her seat a bit, letting the boys talk.
<Stark> Ultimately, it's Silouette's decision what to do with herself. But I want to know what your interest is.
* Von_Senreich just watches Stark for a moment, then, "Indeed. Olga, what was I thinking? To even entertain the thought of letting one of the unclean into our little paradise."
* Von_Senreich waves a hand at Sil, "Keep the woman."
<Olga> Oh Pappa, you were being generous. Such is our ways.
* Stark remains stoic.
* Silouette shrugs, not seeming to have cared either way.
* Olga kisses her father on the crown of his head.
<Stark> And the information we desire?
* Olga eyes Silouette, "Besides, she's dead. To not care about her life, her destiny, would we have wanted her?"
* Von_Senreich smiles at his creation, then looks back to Stark, "Ah yes. Is Herr Carmichael, indeed, a Fifth Column agent. Quite a pickle that is. Considering the evidence, which do you think?"
<Icebrand> .oO{...This place is making me sick. Hurry up, Stark...}
* Olga smirks, "I can't believe it took you this long to figure it out."
<Stark> I don't think he's a Fifth Column, I haven't observed him having a hick accent. However I wonder what his affiliation really is.
* Silouette goes to say something, but stops, not wanting to mess up negotiations.
* Olga shakes her head, "The unclean. Such small little brains."
<Stark> NRP: *decides not to comment on Chiere physiology. :P*
* Von_Senreich grins, "Indeed. After all, it's not very hard for someone with my resources to organize all the evidence against him, is it?"
<Stark> I have that much respect for you.
<Von_Senreich> Makes for quite the little drama....drawing attention from my own operations.
* Olga nods in agreement with Senreich
<Icebrand> .oO{Speaking of drama.} *fights to keep from saying something*
<Stark> I grant you that, however I think Carmichael has affiliations with a third party that not even you are totally familiar with, or he may well be an independant actor.
* Von_Senreich leans forward, towards Stark, "Then again...what if I told you there was no organizing to be done. What if Herr Carmichael was placed into the local police force to keep me updated on the local PD. What if 'Ire' as you call him, IS a Fifth Column sleeper agent."
* Stark looks at Senreich, having just called him Carmichael, himself.
<Stark> That wouldn't account for his near psychotic obsession with destroying you.
<Silouette> ...then you wasted a lot of resources unnesisarily to pretend to want to recruit him.
<Olga> Carmicheal is a good german name. *she smirks*
<Stark> NRP: And Olga is a good lunch lady name.
* Von_Senreich leans back, "Then I must be wrong. A third party you say?"
<Stark> Perhaps.
<Von_Senreich> Who did you have in mind?
<Stark> Not even I am positive. I have a contact that I've been asking. You may know him, Cedarton.
* Von_Senreich remains still, "I do not."
<Stark> Indeed.
* Olga narrows her eyes, "Perhaps you could enlighten us?"
* Von_Senreich continues to stroke Olga's hand, letting her question stand.
* Silouette seems interested as well
<Stark> Again, I'm only beginning to place things together.
*** Leon-Redux is now known as TAW
* Olga smiles at her father and looks to Stark, "Clock is ticking. Your agents are looking for Carmicheal." She makes a clicking sound to imitate a ticking clock.
<Von_Senreich> Well then, it seems you came here already knowing the answer.
<Stark> I came for verification.
* Von_Senreich nods slowly, but says nothing.
<Stark> I have more respect for you than to place a sleeper in, what you call, the joke unit.
* Stark stands and looks at the others.
* Von_Senreich watches Stark, "Really? Why is that?"
<Olga> tut tut. Where's your history sense? It wasn't always a joke unit. What was your first assignment?
* Olga shrugs, and then nuzzles against Senreich's neck.
* Von_Senreich raises a hand and strokes the back of Olga's neck. Flecks of his decayed flesh fall from the hand as he does so.
<Stark> Indeed, however it's now the joke unit. By killing Tikal, his mission was complete. Why stay around for so long afterwards? Not to keep him from being under suspicion, obviously.
* Von_Senreich smiles, "Indeed. After all, placing a sleeper agent inside a unit that, because of it's questional reputation, is hardly watched by those who run the Business is laughable, isnt it?"
* Olga smiles, and flicks the flesh off her shoulder.
*** Dahok has quit IRC (Read error: Connection reset by peer)
<Stark> That doesn't add up. I think we've established enough to conclude he's not one of yours. Now, unless you have some other business, we must be off.
* Olga opens her eyes, and looks at Stark like he's stark raving mad, "...you did?" She laughs, "Alright then."
* Stark grins at Olga, "Yes, we did."
* Von_Senreich glances at Olga and taps the back of her neck. He stands, smoothing out the wrinkles in his general's coat. "Indeed. Shall I walk you out?"
<Stark> We can show ourselves out, but if you insist.
* Olga stands as well, and clasps her hands behind her back. She stands behind her father.
* Silouette stands, waiting for someone else to lead the way out.
* Von_Senreich smiles, "I do." *He rounds the desk and approaches the double doors, but pauses before opening them, "You know, there is something that is bothering me."
* Stark steps out of the office.
<Stark> NRP: NM!
<Stark> Oh?
* Von_Senreich nods, "Indeed."
<Stark> And that is?
<Von_Senreich> This third party you speak of? What if 'Ire' were a sleeper agent for them? Say, he was once one of their most trusted and reliable soliders, who volunteered to undergo a memory wipe and to be intergrated into a unit that was watched by no one. Over time, he'd forget his past and continue with the future...then, this 'third' pary makes contact with him again. They try and jog his programing by...say...asking him to join them."
<Icebrand> <...Yeah, "what if."> *stands*
* Stark furrows his brow slightly.
<Von_Senreich> It doesnt work because something went wrong in the programing. Instead, he follows what has been doing and attempts to right all the wrongs.
<Von_Senreich> By, say, trying to dispose of this third party?
<Von_Senreich> A psychotic obsession, perhaps?
* Olga smiles, "And who is your commander trying to destroy?"
<Stark> Are you saying you wouldn't make a fail safe?
* Von_Senreich smiles, "If it were me? Yes, I would. To be activated at the right time...but only then. But lets remember - it's not me." *He pulls open the doors and gestures them thru, "After you."
<Stark> What is bothering me, is what you would have had to gain from Tikal's death.
<Von_Senreich> Again you say me. Yet, a moment ago you had concluded he was not one of mine.
* Olga eyes Senreich, wondering herself if that was part of the plan. She then looks to Stark, "And you'll never know, since it's clearly not us."
* Silouette frowns at something unsaid.
* Stark grins.
<Stark> Indeed.
* Icebrand crosses his arms
* Stark looks to Sil.
* Von_Senreich smiles, "Away now, little children. I'm glad we could help."
<Stark> Yes, indeed.
<Olga> It was so good of you to come and visit. perhaps next time you can stay and enjoy our showers.
* Von_Senreich smirks at that.
<Stark> Parents should teach children manners. At that note have a good day, Ayn, Senreich. Keep it in the family. *steps out*
* Icebrand walks after Stark, shaking his head
* Olga frowns dangerously, and takes a step after Stark.
* Silouette turns and heads for the exit, casually waving back at the people behind her. "...goodluck with your future projects."
* Von_Senreich pauses at the door, then "Please let Warren know that I wish him well."
<Olga> NRP: this would be a good time for Senreich to stop her :P
* Von_Senreich grabs Olga's arm, clamping down on it with an iron grip.
* Stark heads down to the blast door.
<TAW> NRP: LOL. Keep it in the family.
* Olga stops dead in her tracks, and then forces a neutral expression on her face.
<Stark> NRP: Yes, keep it in the family. PLEASE. We don't need that skin disease spreading. :P
<Von_Senreich> *The blast door slides open, and the door at the end of the tunnel also opens.*
<Olga> ..I'm sorry Father for loosing my temper. It won't happen again.
* Icebrand steps through the blast door and reverts to human form
* Von_Senreich releases Olga, "Relax, my dear. They know the truth now. The ensuing chaos will provide more than enough cover for our operations in the British zone."
<Stark> NRP: Senreich: You were a bad girl! Get in your leather suit and tie yourself to the cieling! I'll bring the clamps and whips after you've thought about what you've done.
* Stark passes the Sniper, steping over him.
* Olga smiles, and turns to her father, "Yes, but Father, as a gift, would you let me toy with the voodoo doctor?" She gives him the sweetest little pout.
* Von_Senreich shakes his head, "No, Olga. They are not to be touched."
<Icebrand> <...Ever get the feeling you accomplished absolutely nothing?>
<TAW> GM: *their poor van is still trashed. However, there's noise from the comm*
* Olga sighs softly, "I understand. Sometimes I forget that I'm not nearly as great as you, and that I cannot always see your plans."
* Icebrand grabs it. "Yo?"
<TAW> GM: *the comm is actually a broadband transmission. It goes as follows...*
<TAW> Comm: Oh my God, all units, get to the Mega City Police HQ immediately...Lieutenant Warren Carmichael has just taken over the main HQ of the police lot and has hostages. He's got total control of the entire building!*
* Von_Senreich then steps in beside Olga, wrapping an arm around her waist, "It's alright, my love. Have I ever told you of an old Roman legionair? The one who was called Longinus?
<Icebrand> <...Stark, Sil, you may want to hear this one...>
*** Von_Senreich has quit IRC (Quit: *** Shadowstorm has joined #Vile`sHouseofSexRPG <Shadowstorm> You're all crazy! *** Shadowstorm has left #Vile`sHouseofSexRPG)
* Olga snuggles close to Olga, and looks up to him, "No my dearest father. I've read about him, what little true fact there is."
<Olga> NRP: Senreich
<TAW> To Be Continued
Session Close: Tue Jun 10 23:40:41 2003