OOC: Well Jade is from Quebec, so her French is probably better than Angel's. Wolf specifically requested to go to Russia, and I figured Angel wouldn't want to make a long journey after the funeral.
MC: Jade is a Colonel not a Commander.

BIC: "Don't worry about it right now. If there needs to be reprocussions, we'll deal with them after the mission, assuming we get out alive. Why do I have a feeling that I sent us all out to die again?"

OOC: Is there really a differance... I mean... REALLY?

Monk kept his head low. "I... didn't want to say anything out of line, but I have to agree with your thought." He picked his head up and forced more words to pour out of his mouth. "Jade..." For some reason, the name sounded foreign to him, "You saw the battle between me and her. What makes you think that any of the others have a chance against these guys? I had trouble with her, and she was just one!"

OOC: Um...actually Wolf is going to Germany. And yes, MC, there is a difference between Commander and Colonel. A BIG difference. Commander is 1 below Captain, Colonel is 3 above Captain (the two in between being Major and Lt. Colonel). James Bond was a Commander, Roy Campbell was a Colonel. That had nothing to do with the difference...I was just making a point for no reason. Anyways...

BIC: Wolf returned to his quarters. The first thing he noticed was that there was a black metal box on his desk that had the words "FLAG SPECIAL PROJECTS" stamped on it. There was also a note attached to the box. Wolf took the note and read it.

"Wolf,

Everybody on the team, except Angel, has recieved a box similar to this, with a similar note. I overheard your meeting, and decided to give you and the rest of the team a valuable tool that will help you fight the First Order Assassins. Inside the box are 5 new prototype EMP grenades. The EMP-G2 as we call it, is an improved design, designed for use by any soldier, even one that is nano-augmented like yourself and Jade. Instead of a wide area effect pulse like the previous EMP-G1s, these new grenades only have an area effect that is 20 feet in diameter. Anything beyond that, within about 2 feet, will not be affected. Of course, you still have to be careful, as does Jade. your best bet might be to use them as traps for the assassins, so that you do not have to risk being near the grenades when they go off. If you somehow do get caught in the blast, your augmentations will be shut down for about 10 minutes...which may end up costing you your life, escpecially since the sudden shutdown could cause you to lose balance or pass out. Anyways, be careful with these, and good luck on your mission.

Sincerely,
Michael Knight

P.S. To compensate, I gave Devin 10 so he can give 5 of them to Angel."

Wolf looked inside the box. Sure enough, 5 EMP grenades.

He grinned These should definetely come in handy.

Then his PDAP beeped with an email from Angel. He read it, and thought.

Home...he means Base Los Angeles. he thought. Well, I guess we can. Looks like Thomas Wolfe was wrong after all...

He sent a quick reply back to Angel. "As soon as this mission is over, by all means we can all go back to LA."

He hit send, and then went back to preparing for the mission.

"EMPs, eh? Hmm..."

Well, at least my augs were disabled, so I don't have to worry too much about that...

He lifted one of them, feeling their weight. Pretty damn light, if not too aerodynamic.

"Right, keep some for Angel. Too bad they don't have these in a shark-tube form. Set one of these babies off inside a shielded boron reflector disk and watch the ensuing EM cone shut down everything in its path which contains a microchip. Ah well. Buggers can't be choosers, I guess."

He paused, thoughtful for a moment, then continued speaking to nobody in particular.

"Wonder if there's a way to rig a radio detonator and an adhesive backing for these. Judging by the way Scrya moves, these First Order people will be way too fast to trust to simple throwing and timers..."

Angel smiled at the reply. And someone back ended him.

His eye twitched. Somehow, without moving a muscle, Angel became very very very dangerous. He slowly got out of his car, walked to the car behind him, and said, "The brake light is RED."

The bumper was dented. That did not bode well for Angel's mental health. The man whimpered when he saw Angel's guns, but Angel was already returning to his car. Breathing slowly, he set off for a hotel to grab a nap in.

A call came over Wraith's comm line once he was back in his quarters. Half-smiling, half-apprehensive as he read the name, he answered. "Scrya?"

"Yeah... Wraith... I made my decision."

He shifted his weight and waited for her answer. "I'll go with you."

He smiled and uncrossed an arm. "That's great! And listen, Scrya... I got something here with me you should take a look at..."

"I, I don't know...I just...can't let Mastermind win this one. This will affect everything, and if there's even a slim chance that we'll win, I have to take it. I can't risk everything we've fought for, everything we've gained because I didn't at least try."

Monk took a step to say something else, but he bit his tounge and dropped his head. Taking a few steps, he put an arm around her shoulder. "I know what you mean. There might be a slim chance, but we can't be going on suicide missions. There's only two people I know that can handle these guys. And I say handle with hesitation. Myself and Scrya. And I only say handle, I'm not sure if even we could beat them." He looked away and grinned. "But I guess it doesn't really matter what I say, huh? You just going to do as you please, right?" Sighing, he pressed his lips lightly on her cheek. "Don't fear..." He whispered, "I'll make sure we get through this alive. I'll make sure everyone gets through. I promise..."

Jade smiled and wrapped her arms around Monk. "Of course I'm going to do what I want, I always do that. Besides we've been in worse spots and have managed to pull something out of our collective asses."

Monk smiled brightly and looked into her bright green eyes, "This is true. We have seen great evils, and we have defeated them. We shall do it again." He drapped his arms on her shoulders. "I just remembered. You said you wanted to talk when we got back. Is now a bad time?"