Angel shrugged and dragged the man along.

He stopped at an equipment locker. He put a pillow, a water bottle, and a sac of doritos in it before sticking the man inside and neatly cutting his bonds.

"Enjoy your new room."

When Angel walked past Jade and Wolf again, he had a five o'clock shadow. A five AM shadow to be exact.

OOC: Must...advance...plot...

BIC: Wolf simply stared as Angel passed him and Jade a second time. When Angel was out of earshot, he turned back to Jade and said, "Remember when I said it wasn't easy keeping the team intact? There goes one of the reasons why."

He thought for a second. "Anyway, no matter what you choose to do as far as coming back to the team is concerned, there's still the small problem of the fact that you had your rank stripped from you. However...I can have that fixed by mid-morning at the latest."

Jade gave him a quizzical look, so he decided to elaborate. "Well, first of all, General Kriesh's body is going to be discovered, if he hasn't been already, wearing a Mastermind General's uniform. So that's already going to raise some questions...especially since I'm wanted for his apparent murder from 48 hours ago. Secondly, Beowulf actually managed to use my PDAP's video camera to capture the little conversation between me and Kreish just before he shot me...and even some footage of him getting torn apart by you. He's edited out the line Kreish said about MM's ability to terminate the nanites inside of him...so once we release that video to the UN and the JAG office, there will be no doubt in anyone's mind that Kreish was a traitor and also probably imprisoned you because of personal hate. In light of those events, they'd have to throw out the court-martial and release you. I can also cover for the reasons that we broke you out of prison...so that's no worry."

He grinned slightly. "Devious plan, no?"

ooc: BG oked this

Jackson started shaking uncontrollably. "Oh god I can't stand it anymore!"

"Then let me ease your suffering." Coyote said wearing a black cloak that his his face. The bottom of the cloak twisted and turned evaporating in the air.

"WHO ARE YOU!!!" Jackson shrieked in terror.

"I am..." coyote said getting closer as he spoke.

"WHO ARE YOU!!!"

"I am..."

"WHO ARE YOU!!!"

"I am..."
"WHO ARE YOU!!!"

"I am Coyote." He said pulling his hood back revealing Johnson's face.

"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!! " Jackson shrieked and curled into the fetal position...

Jade smiled deviously, "you see this is why I left you in charge. As for the leadership thing, I think I can work this out. You broke me out of jail because you need me, and I left you in charge because I knew you could handle in, so it's simple really: we should both lead."

OOC: Props to JAD on using the hyper-depressed Jackson held over from last chapter.

BIC: Wolf grinned a little wider. "That's actually a perfect idea. After all, we are both pretty much equally qualified for leadership...so that does work out quite well indeed."

(( I'm getting tired of waiting to do something, and frankly, quite antsy... ))

"Smith..." bellows the voice as said Agent walks in the room. "You have the results of the search?"

Smith pauses in his step, just a few meters away from the collection of flashing consoles ahead of him. Hanging his head to look at the papers in his hands, he sighs. "Yes and no, father..."

"What?!"

"I was only able to find these personal diary entries from a few of the former wardens of Riker's and their wives..." He hands the papers to a mechanical arm, which takes them and places them in processing units. "And piecing together clues from other criminal activity reports and obituaries, anything at all that might connect to her, this is what I've come up with. At least now we know why we never heard from her again."

"Hmmm... interesting. She killed her wardens and was thrown into solitary. But why? Why not escape?"

Smith's cheek twitches. "Perhaps she didn't want to?"

"But for a member of the Order? No... it would be impossible..."

"Unless she turned."

The screens flicker and dim. One lowers itself towards Smith a bit and dims even further, numbers flashing by on its screen, rolling over the shape of a displeased face. "I do not like that suggestion, Smith. Not at all."

"Still..." he starts, hanging his head again.

"It is a possibility, however slim."

Smith looks back up at Mastermind and pauses, waiting for him to say something. After a long moment of strained silence, the monitor finally lifts up and away and brightens, returning to its former position. "Continue monitoring her movements."

"Yes, father..." Smith answers, lowering his head in a bow once more, then turning and leaving back out the way he came. And behind him, the deeply calculating brain of Mastermind, busy working on his next move.

(( Sorry about the uber-seriousness on their characters... it's out of place for them, but it hardly seemed a time for much humor. ))

Monk was on one knee for several moments, when he noticed himeslf start to faulter, shake a little. The darkness was growing around him. Closing his eyes and shaking his head violently, he then proceded to stare at the wall for one moment. "All right... I think I've cleaned out the demons..." He stood upright and looked around. "Oops... This is bad." He dropped his head. "Oh man I'm going to get fined for this." With a deep breath, the fighter walked out of the gym and up to his room, noticing the others gathered in the hallway. Not really wanting to talk for some odd reason, he decided to take the long way home.

The scenic route if you will, to get a better view on the place...

For another hour!

After the painful walk about to find his room, he was able to push open his door, settle into bed and shut his eyes, wondering what was to come next.

(( Nooooooooo, don't ask that! It always gets WORSE when you ask that! o.o; ))

OOC: In the interest of keeping things alive...

BIC: Wolf checked his watch and realized it was well after 5 AM

Shit, I really should get some sleep he thought. He turned back to Jade.

"Anyway, just try to get some rest, and stay tuned to the news to see how the UN reacts to the bombshells they're about to get."

On that note, he headed back to his room and eventaully fell asleep, feeling a little more at peace than he did earlier.

OOC: Cursed home internet and giant rain storm! Damn you Ivan! I'll have the next mission of doom up by Sunday night/Monday latest so stay tuned to this channel!