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?

Comments

[debtor]

[He notices the shift, but doesn't ask. His eyes fall on the bandages - they're not a welcome sight, but nothing shocking either. Battles generally end with them. It means they made it out alive.

Still, Link has no business worrying about him when he's clearly worse off.]

You'll go to the clinic when we get back, right?

[boundbydevotion]

They will be busy enough with checking over those who had been taken by the United Earth forces. This is nothing that I cannot treat myself.

[In other words he has a job to do and he's not going to take more time off from it than he already allows when you retreat to your apartment.]

[debtor]

[Nope WRONG.]

It's their job to treat the wounds of the people who fought, as well! You need to go. [ gesturing at the bandages ] What is it? How did it happen?

[boundbydevotion]

[His arm is patched just past his elbow and along his bicep where his knife bracers didn't block a blow and he's cut along his stomach and his thigh, though he has stubbornly refused to show any sort of limp while walking.]

The weapons being used were unfamiliar, that's all. I did not prepare well enough to fend off each attack. In any case it is nothing fatal and they have already been disinfected.

[SO THERE...]

[debtor]

[He thinks he has a fair idea what sort of weapons he means, specifically.]

Still. You can't let something like that heal improperly. Especially if you're going to be walking around like this. [Hypocrisy. But Link doesn't need to know what Allen's dealt with here.]

[boundbydevotion]

[Boy, I don't need to know what specifically you've been through here to know that that is rampant hypocrisy. Though he supposes he's not being that much better about it... Fine, time to take another tact...]

Honestly, saying something like that to me when not long ago you were wandering around enemy territory with only one working eye... Will you be ensuring that I go to get treatment, then? Because otherwise, I intend to do my job.

[debtor]

[SHUSH you don't know how rampant!]

I'll ensure it if I have to. [ yeah. (this has nothing to do with getting link out of his hair for a bit, either. at all.) ] And having only one working eye isn't the same at all, Link. Lavi does just fine.