MISSION: GET TO ZE CHOPPA

[initiatesnpc]

Date & Time: August 23rd, 2753 (OOCly forward-dated to the 1st)
Location: Uruguay National Defense HQ
Characters: All transports!
Summary: All transports are sent back to Uruguay to download a self-aware AI before it gets bombed out of existence by an early incarnation of the UE. Time distortion effects will be set right either on the way there or on the way back, according to player choice.
Warnings: violence, action movie tension, 3 terabytes of foot fetish porn.

The Transporter drops the entire transport population into what will quickly be established as Home Base, a mile from the vast, sprawling facility that is Uruguay's National Defense HQ. The low roar of helidrones moving above is pervasive, but the black ships can only be glimpsed here and there through the thick cover of trees overhead. If you keep calm and quiet, it's likely you won't be spotted. It's the UND HQ their attention is on, after all.

The population is quickly sorted by attending Initiate employees according to who volunteers to fight and who volunteers to protect, along with those with enough skill to access the computers, and those with enough skill to get them there. The fighters move out first, off to intercept the early UE's ships and ground troops, and to draw the automated defense systems of the facility alike. They'll be in a crossfire, and neither side will be happy to see them there.

The techies and their escorts are sent out far more quietly, in groups of three. Their task is to sneak past the front lines and into the facility itself. There might be alarms and automated defense drones, so those escorts may well be called on to earn their keep. The Initiative can't give any information about which building will house the AI's mainframe, that information was long since lost to history. All they can do is send out enough people to hope that one of them manages to find it.

And remember — as soon as the UE troops withdraw, there will only be minutes until the bomb drops. Everyone would do well to work fast.



[[ Mission information is here, and the techie/escort teams, along with their hacking results, are here. Each techie/escort group will have their own established thread, but Team Distraction and Team We'll Stay Here, Thanks are welcome to thread where ever and however they like! The newbie log that goes up on the 1st will also encompass the arrival back in Exsilium, if you'd like to play that out as well. ]]

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Vanadi | Home Base

[outright]

[ Vanadi, for one, is a little bored. The mission had sounded at least interesting, but once he'd recognized the entirely unappealing odds of the people heading out to fight, he'd decided to kill a few hours in the safe zone rather than join them. Not that he's afraid, he just fully recognizes that his skills are not exactly applicable in a battlefield full of armored humans with guns. And he's not about to get himself killed on the pretense of being brave.

So he sits against a tree, idly twirling a strand of grass between two perfectly manicured fingers. It's a bit warm here, isn't it? It seems perfectly safe to strip down to the waist in the middle of a warzone, why not? That's partially to help with the fact that he's just about bored enough to hit on anything that comes his way (age allowing, of course). ]

Re: Vanadi | Home Base

[mushroomthief]

[one hobbit has rejoined the others, looking about with wide eyes. In all those stories, nothing had come close to what they found themselves in now. Surely someone had to know what those flying creatures were!

It would have to be someone older than he was, and judging from how unconcerned this Man looked, surely he must know something!]

What are those flying beasts? Are they dangerous?

[outright]

[ One long ear cocks at the sound of a voice, but the glance shifts from curious to unimpressed as soon as a child comes into sight. Damn. He'd been hoping it would be someone attractive. He flicks a glance at the ships cycling overhead, bored. ]

They're not beasts, they're just machines. I imagine they are rather dangerous, though, yes.

[mushroomthief]

{another elf? Though he had never seen an elf with ears so long; why, that was more rabbit than small and leaf shaped. Frodo quickly turned his attention back to the great shapes that flew over head, before he got caught staring]

Just machines. I can't imagine how anyone could even get such a thing up in the air!

Aren't you at all curious about them? Or about all the others people that went off?

[it's just a little accusing. How could this Man- elf look so bored? This place is anything but boring.]

[outright]

[ Man, what is with this unusually tiny child. Vanadi eyes him balefully, resenting the possibility that he could be keeping someone older and sexier away. ]

What's there to be curious about? It's humans killing one another. Nothing I'd like to be involved in, I'll tell you that much.

Frodo Baggins. Cockblock.

[mushroomthief]

[Frodo in return stares at him back, so much that it might border on rude; he isn't sure he likes the less than pleased way the strange elf is eying him at all]

Why, everything! Where Uruguay is, what magic makes those things fly, and will the others be all right?

I should think them all something to be curious about!

[underlining it, unsaid, is where is your sense of adventure]

[outright]

Look at a map, I told you they were machines, that means not magic, and I'm sure they'll be fine.

[ He sighs heavily, lifting a hand to make a shooing gesture at him. ]

Go on, have someone else babysit you. We don't want you getting squished underfoot, or anything.

[immorally]

[To say Reaver is displeased with this mission would be a horrible understatement. Not only is he practically useless against the soldiers, but he's outclassed by everyone on the battlefield. Their showy displays do not sit well with him; he's used to being the over-the-top, well-renowned fighter that everyone looks up to and respects. He's not getting that here, and it's put him in a foul mood.

...That's not to mention the children. Reaver loathes children.

So for the time being, Reaver is exploring the area, avoiding dealing with the children and the bleeding hearts who want to save the children. If the kids want to go play in a war zone, by all means, let them! There will be less of them to have to deal with! A win-win situation, if he does say so himself.

His travels have brought him in the vicinity of Vanadi, and Reaver's first thought on seeing the man sitting beside the tree can easily be summed up with "ooh."]

Do you normally run around shirtless or is today just a special occasion, hmm?

[He seems quite interested... in Vanadi's chest. Sorry about him.]

[outright]

[ He flicks a glance over, appraises his new arrival, and... yes, actually that will do nicely. It's a very pleasant change from all the children running about. So he offers a smile. ]

Mm, no, but... [ This lazy stretch is definitely calculated to show off some of his well-toned, lean muscles. ] It's a hot day, don't you think?

[immorally]

[Reaver certainly isn't shy about staring, smirk widening a bit. That certainly does look nice, and if that's not a calculated move, then you're a naive one, and those are always interesting.]

If you say so, my dear. And just who might you be?

[outright]

[ Yes, he recognizes that stare. It tells him that this encounter should go very favorably. ]

Vanadi of House Vadarta. [ He pats the ground next to him. ] And you, oh new friend of mine?

[charming_jerk]

[Johnny comes by while out patrolling, carrying a pipe weapon behind his shoulders, arms slung over it. Clearly, patrolling is not very exciting. When he comes across someone just lounging about shirtless, when they could get attacked at any time, he decides to stop.]

Sure ya wanna sunbathe at a time like this?

[outright]

[ whoa. Vanadi blinks at this weird, pale, blue-eyed scarred thing, looking most definitely unimpressed. ]

Ah, yes, quite sure. Don't stand too close, now, your pallor might rub off on me and undo all my hard work.

[charming_jerk]

[Johnny is... unique, for sure. He rolls his eyes and Vanadi, frowing. Comments on his looks are something he's used to, but still bug him.]

Yeah, sure. That's how it works. Here, lemme stand in the right spot, maybe I'll reflect more onto ya. Why the hell'm I fightin' for you people....

[outright]

[ He lays back again against the tree, arms folded back behind his head, having deemed this guy not pleasant enough to look at for too long. ]

You're certainly not fighting for me, I can tell you that much.

[charming_jerk]

Some of us are tryin' to keep this place from bein' invaded, instead of just hangin' out under trees gettin' sun.

[outright]

We're far enough away from the fighting that that's hardly an issue. Now calm down, or find somewhere else to worry your pale little ass.

[livinuptothename]

[ The Vanadi that he's used to and the one in front of him are two entierly different animals. Jason pauses when he catches sight of him as he troops back from patrolling the perimeter. Fighting without the protection of his suit and the bare bones of his regular tools was juuuust a bit challenging. He's dirty and covered in other people's blood and still a little shaky from his sudden quick change from adult to teen.

He drops down in the shade near Vanadi for a few minutes rest. ]

You look like you're having fun.

[outright]

[ He glances over without any recognition at all, only a blank, mildly curious glance. This guy looks a little young, but... possibly not too young. ]

Bucketfuls. You can tell by my enormous smile and peals of gay laughter. [ A brow quirks as he says it. ] And who are you?

[livinuptothename]

[ The lack of recognition doesn't really sting. He gets it. The differences between who he is now and who he was (will be?) are pretty large.

Still. There is absolutely no reason not to fuck with Vanadi. He pushes himself upright and offers the most wounded look. ]

What, you don't recognize me? I'm crushed. I thought we really had somethin', man.