Re: Mission 5: Worst Case Scenario - The Action Begins! (TAG ALL)
- Who: Ripley (Grimm & Diana)
Codenames: The Suit, Chameleon, Reaper
Where: Little Port Walter, Alaska
Time: 5:55 a.m. (Alaska)
Ripley glared at Grimm. "Yes, I can just imagine how you would solve
the problem, Reaper," she said distainfully. "Except I don't actually
want to bring this building down around or on top of us. I think we've
all had enough of that in the last 72 hours."
Ripley ran a hand through her blonde hair. Was it just three days ago
the IRA had called in a bomb strike against UN headquarters to
distract them from the fact of their loved ones' attempted kidnapping.
Was it less than 24 hours ago that their train derailed with them on
it, nearly killing them all - as Kisa had been killed.
"No, we play this my way, Grimm," Ripley said shaking her head. "This
is a government research facility. They are doing good here, and I
won't let one bad apple take away from that."
Glancing down at her phone she saw that the others still hadn't
responded. "Something's wrong; the others aren't respondong," she said
with a sigh. "Looks like we're on our own. Whatever it is, hopefully
Williams and O'Neill will be okay on their own."
Ripley turned to face Reaper. "Let's go," she said turning and leaving
the room after one last glance back at the sleeping Bertram.
Somewhere at that base was either a broken arrow or the means to
recovering the arrow. Ripley wasn't going to waste time getting it back.
OOC: Tag to all. If you are on Mission 5 and haven't responded to this
post in the next week, then your character is forfeit.
- Who: Seamus Shaw, Secretary Pierce
Where: Little Port Walter, Alaska
Location: LPW Loading Docks
Time: 7:46 a.m. (Alaska)
It had taken nearly 10 minutes for the wolves to realize the doors to
the gate were open and that they were free, but once they knew, it
took them less than 2 minutes to vacate the area.
As the last of the wolves vanished into the night, Seamus caught
Secretary Piece coming up behind him. "Is it done?" she asked.
"Yes, we have Pruitt and the uranium," Seamus said with a nod. "Dr.
Haven is seeing a medic. She has somehow been brainwashed. We're
hoping to break through to her."
"Any casualties?" Pierce asked as she surveyed the damage to the
building. She shook her head. "Besides the research facility?"
"Yes, we lost 4 team members," Seamus admitted. "As I told you on the
way here. Ripley doesn't keep a very good house."
"Yes, this does not reflect very well on her...leadership," Pierce
admitted. "But I'm not convinced that you deserve the job either."
"What do I have to do to convince you that I'm ready to take over
Special Operations?" Seamus asked frowning.
"You'll have to prove yourself," Pierce said with a definitely nod,
as if she had just made up her mind.
"How?" Seamus said eager to prove himself and hungry to take the
project over as the new head.
"The African campaign," Piece said simply. "Get Dr. Chinua and his
cure for this mysterious illness back, bring down that bastard Akello
"The tribal warlord?" Seamus said surprised.
"The one and only," Pierce said with a fierce look on her
face. "Bring him in for trial for the numerous acts of genocide he
has committed and the jobs yours."
"Kinda of a tall order," Seamus said narrowing his brows.
"It's a tall job, and if you want it, then you know what you have to
do," was all Pierce said before turning and entering the building
among a group of her security guards.
"Where's Wilma!" Pierce bellowed as Seamus turned his face to absorb
more heat from the rising sun.
MISSION FIVE ENDS...