OPERATION SEXY MARIO: CONCLUSION

[initiates]

Date & Time: Sept 19th
Location: The UE Holding Compound, and surrounding area.
Characters: Anyone being rescued, doing the rescuing, or doing the distracting.
Summary: There have been some slackers freeloading off the UE for the past couple weeks or so, so let's go drag them home.
Warnings: Likely violence! Let a mod know if we should update this.

Those meant for distraction and those meant for rescue alike are both loaded onto the same stolen highspeed train. It's a great distance to cover, but the train manages in just under two hours, and deposits both groups three miles from the Holding Compound — a desolate and cold area, with rocky, uneven ground, small but jagged hills well-scattered and covered in scraggly trees — and there they part ways.

The diversion is sent away north, to draw United Earth attention and aggression upward, further into the continent, while the rescue team takes a much slower and quieter route to approach the Compound from the south, closest to Exsilium. The rescue team's orders are to wait a full half hour, to be sure that all forces who can be drawn out of the Compound to meet the sudden onslaught from the north will have already left.

The diversion team won't have an easy job of it. The soldiers are heavily armed, and trained to fight to the death before they surrender. They're grouped in organized squadrons, about 20 in each, and seem to outnumber Transports by three to one. Scattered throughout these soldiers are the Masked, the UE's special forces. These soldiers strike with a deadly precision, enhanced speed and strength, and highly advanced weaponry. Also, oddly enough, they seem to have a few smaller members among them, standing about 4 feet tall, and wielding strange powers… Those familiar with the powers of their kidnapped friends may see distinct similarities.

The Compound itself, when the rescue team makes their way in, will be very quiet. All prisoners had been forced into locked rooms (together or separately — whatever was most convenient) before the soldiers had left to face the encroaching threat. There are still personnel left to man the base, of course, and a few of them are armed soldiers — but for the most part it's scientists and researchers. Careful, though. Even scientists and researchers are perfectly capable of sounding the alarm to bring back the armed threats.

Once everyone is out of the Compound, the train will begin running a return trip. It will be kept as long as possible, while the distraction teams sneak back from the battlefield in small groups, but it can't wait forever. Those on the battlefield for the longest, the hardest hitters or the most dedicated fighters, might just have to find another way home. So… any Transports with relocation abilities feel like lending a hand?

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[implying]

[ He glances back again, looking somewhere between long-suffering and incredulous. Really, she shouldn't have to ask the question, not of him. But about all he can say, as he glances away again— ] My orders still stand.

[crocodilesmiles]

< So we really do need to get you reprogrammed. >

( It's unsettling, making her think more of the Chee and how their own programming worked. )

< We'll get that figured out once we're back. Okay? Because it's stupid, having to obey such a stupid order like that! >

[implying]

[ He would nod if he could, but it's beyond his power. He only makes a low noise of agreement and closes his eyes, the better not to plan all the most effecient ways of killing everyone in sight should he recover the use of his body. ]

[crocodilesmiles]

( Collette whines somewhere in the back of her throat. It's irritating -- there's so little she can do! And she knows Vanadi is pointing out how he's still dangerous, if he comes back online.

She'd hate herself if she ever put herself in a place where he was able to kill her. But that place isn't today, and time, for better and worse, is on her side. She shifts, moving to one side and hopping up on the seat next to him. There's a brief hesitation before Collette reaches her nose out and licks tentatively at Vanadi's face.

Oh my gross gross gross she thinks in her head, even as she keeps tentatively trying to clean up the least injured portion of his face. )

< This would be a whole lot easier with a real washcloth and warm water! >

( Her ears press back against her skull; yeah, no way is this tasty. Compromises are very strange things to make when they're solely with yourself. )

[implying]

[ He's puzzled for a second — until the licking starts. He winces and would draw back if he could, but has to settle for a sinking of his ears. ]

It... would, I'm sure. Perhaps we might take a rain check, until such luxuries are available? [ He even sounds like his old self there for a second. licking is only cool when it's sexy licking, ok. ]

[crocodilesmiles]

( He doesn't taste that great, so aside from a few more licks to clear up the worst of the gunk from where she'd chosen to start, Collette is all too happy to agree. )

< Rain check works! >

( She just wants to help, head sinking back down with a sigh to rest in his lap. Some of his various fluids color her muzzle, mixing in with the spittle and the shades of brown fur around her lips and nose. )

< Which is probably back in Exsilium, huh? >