Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5999656-20151212055542/@comment-26104528-20160512191142

"Aye sir." Colby replied as he relayed what was told to him back to Coronado. Only a few minutes later, a relief Inua flew by loaded with dust, ammo, and viton. Out stepped Ezekiel squad and in went the injured.

"Hey...gang...stay safe." Hab-2 called to his team and brothers as the Inua began to lift off.

"Can't make any promises" Eze-1 joked while waving goodbye. That's when he got the message that the stealth pilgrims may not be stealthed anymore...

"Allright ramblers, let's get rambling." Hab-1 reloaded his rifle and called up Honara on the ground. "Agent, any wheels still in one piece?"

"The SUV's still working and there should be civilian vehicles in the garage." the rattlesnake replied as she got into the affermentioned SUV.

"Understood." Hab-1 replied and went to go address his men.

"Allright team, listen up." He produced a holographic projector from his belt. A map of the area was displayed on the gravelled roof. "We're gonna commandeer some civvie cars to get to bobby's command center. Low-key. Park a block or two from the place and move in. I wouldn't be surprised if you get spotted so if you do, it's safeties off. Try to stick together, but don't bunch up."

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"Black Order Battalion, Trigo." Hargreave replied while perusing any and all relavent files from the CATSAI archives. "Or rather, an extremist splinter cell of the Battalion." After ensuring her office was locked down and she was alone, she went and accessed the remainder of the files regarding Vale's underworld. This was Flagg's way of keeping track of who was who in Vale and who not to annoy or bother which in thier experience was everyone.

damned vigilantes...

"I don't know how, but they've figured out the real link between Flagg Institute and Cardamom Investing Banking..."

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"Please hold." the receptionist replied to Sienna as he got on the phone. "Director Shiller, your appointment is here." Without a verbal response, the director came out of his office to greet the underboss.

"Greetings, Mr. Cardamom." he said in a southern accent and led the trio inside. It was a fairly minimalistic office, much like the one Zephrion used.

"Let's cut to the chase. What will it cost me to have the De La Croix move a regiment's worth of weapons?"

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In a disused shipyard a ways from Vacuo, Astra and a skeleton crew docked the Kitezh into a dusty landing berth.

Or so it seemed. After purchasing the land from the Vacuan government, Flagg had been secretly refurbishing this area for Operation: Thin Mint. Underneath all that industrial ruin was a fully functional shipyard, stocked with bleeding edge technology that Remnant had yet to see.

Looking out the side widows, Captain Bromley could see the Kitezh's sister ship Thule already undergoing modifications. It sat partially disassembled in a neighobring berth. Massive gun emplacements and other currently-unidentifiable hardware was being inserted into the ship.

''Thirty years ago...these here ships were built for war. Then we took 'em in and built 'em for science...Now, it's back to square one...''The longhorn thought to herself as she adjusted her hat and prepared to leave her ship to the mercy of the worker robots and crew.