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Posted: Fri Jan 13, 2012 10:36 pm
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((... long flipping post... ))
Vincent waited nervously as the line finally picked up.
"Emergency Services." The officer said.
"Thank goodness. Sir, I need..." Vincent started.
"Look kid, I don't have time for your prank calls. There are riots going..."
"THIS IS NOT A DAMN PRANK CALL!!" Vincent yelled. "I need Miss Ravenstone or the chief general or someone with authority now!" He demanded, as one of the rebels shot off a gun through the window, making glass shatter. "Vincent, I don't think the doors will hold!" Valkyrie cried. "Do what you can! We need time!" Vincent called back. Valkyrie nodded and tried moving chairs to attempt to block the doors.
"The higher ups are at a meeting now. Not that they would listen to a kid anyway."
"Fine then! I have a message of the utmost importance. Record it and make sure she hears it, you understand me?!" Vincent snapped.
"Sure. This message is already recording and Miss Ravenstone reviews all the messages or receives reports on them. Just say whatever it is you want to say, little boy, and get off the line. We're very busy today."
"Fine. This is Vincent, and Valkyrie is here too. Either someone caught wind of our abilities, or the rebels are trying to kidnap academy students. Either way, I think we found the rebels! They're using parts of the abandoned underground bases set up under the city."
"W-what?!" The officer stuttered with alarm, finally taking Vincent seriously. "Where are you? What happened?"
"The Laurel orphan brat is a traitor and sold us out. I'm not completely sure where we are, but I saw a bluebell pub, a Redline gas station before the turn off to the back ally of a bakery, and it smells like sulfur around here." "Vincent! Hurry! The door can't hold!" Valkyrie cried, trying to apply pressure to the breaking door. "Valkyrie, hold on!" Vincent cried. By now, his voice was shaking badly as he hid the notebook. "We went through a window near the opening of the exit of the abandoned underground base. They have our spider model, but not the blueprints. We're hiding our notebook in the telephone drawer. Don't use the torn pages for building because bullies screwed them up before ripping them."
"We're sending a platoon over. Stay on the line. I need you to..." The soldier started, but stopped when he heard an explosion on the other line.
"Valkyrie!" Vincent screamed. "Get away from me!" Valkyrie yelled before screaming.
"You damn brats! Come here." a rebel yelled as several came in the doorway, chasing and cornering them. One grabbed Valkyrie, pulling her away from Vincent. Again, she bit him and struggled.
"Let her go!" Vincent yelled. "Vincent!" Valkyrie cried. Vincent attempted to help her, but was grabbed from behind. "AHHHHHHH!!!" They yelled, struggling as they were carried out the door. One of the rebels, seeing the phone off the hook, hung it up.
The soldier sat in silence for a moment, completely stunned from shock. A moment later, he snapped out of it, and ordered a small platoon to check it out, as well as sent an urgent message for Miss Ravenstone to come.
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Posted: Fri Jan 13, 2012 10:39 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 13, 2012 10:45 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 13, 2012 10:57 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 14, 2012 12:44 am
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Zil got a hold of one of his many contacts and caught wind of a drug mule caravan leaving about an hour from now. He perked up, thinking about it and asked the man to spare some spots for three people to which he readily consented. It was a good thing Zil was everyone(in the underground)'s buddy, wasn't it? "Oi, you two. Pack up and get ready to leave" He said.
Fanny sighed as she walked back to base with a handful of rebels left behind. Some of them were rebels generally assigned to watching over Fanny. After all, she was a major asset to the rebellion. Not only that, but Zil, without telling her, was already grooming her to lead the rebellion since his deeds may someday put him to rest early. Secretly, everyone was eager to find out what kind of leader she would grow up to become.
The child sighed and asked the rebels, "So, the Laurels..."
"They're only waiting for the fourty-eight hour waiting time to file a missing person report" One rebel answered.
Fanny nodded and said, "And have you told them to be ready?"
The rebel answered, "We've already called them with special coded meanings. They should be able to interpret it as 'Ms. Fanny is safe. Proceed with the plan' but on the surface, should the Diethelm government trace the line, they would view it as a ransom request for a huge sum of money. Creampuff, you should prepare your lines soon for your acting role although we highly doubt that they will question you. After all, your Diethelm records are pristine and everything is according to plan. Don't worry. All your tracks have been covered as you've requested. Commander Blood Fox is just waiting for an opportunity to cross the border and you're officially kidnapped at this point so please feel free to relax and take a vacation in Helmshire"
Fanny nodded and returned to her usual cheerful behavior, "Okay. Make sure those kids don't escape now. I don't worry if they squeal. I highly doubt people will listen to them but it's important, okay? It's a welcome home present to cheer him up though I doubt he'd be home unharmed" She frowned, thinking about it.
Monica was having a cup of coffee while reading reports when one of her superintendents came knocked and entered to deliver a report personally to her. It was how Monica liked it. When things were done, there would always be someone to personally come and deliver a report especially so Monica had the person to blame in her line of sight while she's reading about disappointing things. She looked up at the man and prioritized what he brought first. The first one was about the riots finally quelled, which Monica already expected, and another one underneath about a phone call received recently. "What's this?" She asked, and the man explained that it was a call from the twins. She raised an eyebrow and set it down before stopping for a minute and getting up. "Move!" She pushed the secret police officer aside and walked out of her office, with the report in hand. She remembered that Jian was supposedly delivering a speech so she came into the main office and looked Jian in the eye. Her gaze spelled trouble and even more so that she was holding papers in her hands.
((OOC: ))
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Posted: Sat Jan 14, 2012 12:51 am
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Posted: Sat Jan 14, 2012 1:06 am
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Posted: Sat Jan 14, 2012 1:19 am
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Posted: Sat Jan 14, 2012 2:29 am
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Posted: Sat Jan 14, 2012 2:57 am
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Posted: Sat Jan 14, 2012 3:37 am
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"I suppose. Well, I trust you can take care of yourself... And Saiyu. I trust Saiyu here with you more. You're her captain, right?" Zil then took a piece of tissue paper and pen and wrote down some things in rather nice-looking handwriting. He said, "Here is a list of safe houses, their coordinates and passwords to get in. Those bouncers aren't very nice, you see? Plot them down on your map and keep this list so if you ever get stuck or chased and one of these safe houses are close, just mention my name and they'll let you in. This is all I can do to help. But right now, my help is needed back in the home base. See you again soon?" Zil offered to shake hands with Shadow in case they won't see each other again for another month or so.
Monica remembered that the report was ready for view and she picked up her phone, saying first to Jian, "I suppose. I'll have that done now"
"Yes, ma'am?" The secret police stuck in her office replied.
"You're still there, right?" The man answered that he was remaining in attention until he was dismissed by his boss. Monica nodded, "Good. That report you delivered. There's a fax machine in my office. Fax it to the absolute leader" The man replied in the affirmative and Monica put away her phone. She said to Jian, "It seems my work is done. Unless of course more mishaps occur within the day. Good luck, chief general. If you no longer need my assistance, I'll be off now." Well, Monica had no work left to do so... It was probably just going to be coffee in her office again while staring out the window. Not the most productive use of time but you really couldn't force it if you had nothing left to do, right?
((OOC: ))
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Posted: Sat Jan 14, 2012 2:58 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 14, 2012 4:31 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 14, 2012 4:32 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 14, 2012 5:02 pm
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