((yeah, dont care about swearing, but as far as not having a weapon, thats ok.))

Angel walked up behind the Commander. She was in her regular stealth suit, full body black leather suit, black gloves and black boots. She creapt up behind him, "So, love, when do you want me to strike?" She pulled out one of her Uzis and twirled it around her finger.

OOC: I just want to add an army knife to her arsenal. not right now but just later so that she isn't discovered when in stealth.

OOC: which one you talking about? my character broaght his weapon from off base if thats not ok than just disregard the M-1911A1 Pistol

Added after 7 minutes:

OOC: also is it automatically assumed that you have a combat knife of some sort on you

(GTG be on... eh.. whenever i get up, no school so i tend to over sleep)

IC: Steve creapt closer till he could identify the stanger as the commader of his new detail not wanting to ruin the moment he crept closer till almost withing knife stabing distance and said "you know.. If i was a theat you'd be dead by now cap"

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Subject: Death

Life does not cease to be funny when people die any more than it ceases to be serious when people laugh.
George Bernard Shaw
Irish dramatist & socialist (1856 - 1950)

Death is more universal than life; everyone dies but not everyone lives.
A. Sachs

Death is nothing to us, since when we are, death has not come, and when death has come, we are not.
Epicurus, from Diogenes Laertius, Lives of Eminent Philosophers
Greek philosopher (341 BC - 270 BC)

There is no cure for birth and death save to enjoy the interval.
George Santayana, Soliloquies in England, 1922, "War Shrines"
US (Spanish-born) philosopher (1863 - 1952)

" Look to your foot boy, dont be foolish", Tim stood up to face the 2 new arivals, "Welcome, im glad you could join me, I hope youll find our facilities suitable. I just recently contacted the U.S. Embassy in Korea, they may have a job for us, but I have yet see the specs."

Seeing three people up the snowy road, Anthony hid behind a small building, peeking around the side of it until he could see the people again. He then ran to the next building, staying off the main road, using the stealth he learnt during his military training.

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"Well, it hasn't got any fish n' chips, but it's alright, love." She flitted her hair behind her as she looked at the compound. As she surveyed the area she thought she saw a shadow pass between buildings. Hmmm...

Getting to his next hiding spot, Anthony was now close enough to hear what the three people were saying, so he listened.

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Tim stood up and brushed his hands off on his pants, "The enemy is all around us, in people, trees, and the very ground we tread on, and even the very air we breathe." He looked at the new comers, "The trees rustle our names as we pass, the air carries our scent, the brass, gives way and leads where we have walked, and the dirt tracks our every step." Tim whipped up his K-Bar, "All these anemies are avoidable, and if your not sure how, youll learn soon enough."

Joker awoke with a start! People where arriving and no one woke him up. Picking up his sniper rifle he made his way to the place where he heard voices.

What he then heard astonished him...........

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You will join me or you will die! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

"Jeez, what are you, Shakespeare? Let's just blow these pricks out of the water." She knew he was right though. That shadow was a spy. She pointed one of her Uzi's in the area where the spy was. "Come out, before I shoot."

Startled that anyone had seen him (He is an infiltrator), Anthony did as he was told, coming out of the shadows towards the chick with the guns, moving slowly enough so that she wouldn't shoot him, but fast enough for the same reason.

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OOC: I'm an assassin. so i'm trained to see others who have the same skills.

IC: "Ello gov. Care to tell us what's going on down there? Or were you just going to the loo?" She waved one of her Uzis and smilled playfully.

"Hey, I just ended up here; and I wondered what was going down. Just put those damn things away, would ya?" Anthony said to her. "I can't really hurt you as I am at the moment, ya know?"

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"Dont be so edgy round weapons son, your gonna be around them alot." Tim said calmly as he tossed a butterfly knife to his feet. "Keep your friends close, your enemies closer, and your weapons the closest." He walked over to a small crate by the snow dusted road, "Your skills will only get you so far."

"Hey, I'm not generally edgy, just when people i don't know are pointing them at me." Anthony says as he picks up the knife and puts it in his pocket. "Could you please put those guys down, darlin'?" he asked Angel

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"Don't call me 'darlin''. My name is Angel." She put her Uzis back in their holsters. Angel walked over, next to Tim and surveyed the compound again.

((looks like a slow rp, thats fine, its like a good strategy game this way with lotsa shooty!!))

"Look in here, in this box, I have assembled a collection." Tim opened the box all the way up to reveal its contents. "Each one of these film canisters represents a location i have fought in, or for. There are currently 17 different full canisters, 2 contain ashes of comrades and the rest ashes and soil of fallen cities." Tim looked at his small "team". "You must accept defeat when it comes, there is no turning back the clock and trying again, and there is no preventing the inevitable. As a mercenary you will fight, not for whats right and wrong, not for politics or governments, and not even for your friends. You will fight to become rich, to become famous, and to make something big out of yourself before you go to hell." He got a solemn look on his face and held out his hand, "Do you accept?"

Hearing Angel's comment, Anthony said "Sheesh..." under his breath, as he began listening to Tim. "Gimme somethin' to use and I will." he said ofter the speech.

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"I will give you nothing, ifnormation or equipment, till i know your ready to carry the wait of a thousand innocents for the return price of nothing more than money."

"Fine. I can deal with that." Anthony said to Tim. "Just how am I gonna get some doh if I don't got no weapon, huh?" He inquired "This little needle (Motions at the knife) won't do much."

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Tim whipped his combat knife around and slashed a small cut across anthonys hand, "This is your entry fee then." Tim collected some blood and put it in a small beaker, "Remember your own blood has already been given now, never feel obliged to give it again, no matter who asks." Tim motioned to the arsenal, "Feel free to check it out, theres a roster listed with its current contents, ill bring you info as soon as i get it."

"Good, so I'm in." Anthony said as he clenshed his cut hand to stop the blood flow. "I'll be at the armoury." Anthony walked off, towards the armoury.

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"Christ, love, are you always this dramatic? I know what I'm doing. I've been doing this for a few years now. But if you want some of my blood, here." She unbuttoned her suit to the point where her breasts almost fell out. She took out her knife and made a small cut above her right breast.

Tim swiped his combat knife and collected the blood trickle, "Then your contract is signed. Let you know now, I dont take human death as a mere circumstance, life is not priceless, but it is sacred. And to steal something you must respect it."


((First mission tommorow maybe, kinda having problems with access))

Moving into the armoury, Anthony grabbed a couple of flashbangs and put them in his belt (2 of them) and then looked for some small dual pistols and suppressors.

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