Freedom Faction RP

"He will be remembered... I guess," Mira replied. Then proceeded to answer his answer, "Of course."

Winchester entered the hideout rifle slung over his shoulder Murphy at his side. Reaching into his pocket he produced 7 patches and looked over at Mira. "Murphy," he began, "talk the young lady what those are, why we're giving them to her and what she needs to do with them." Handing the patches to his wife he took a step back and let the petite woman speak. She walked over to Mira and handed her the patches, old style US Army OD green patches with a skull bearing resemblance to Benjamin Franklin, hair, bifocals and all.

"Jon had a drink with Michael and I and we were discussing your personal performance. We like your style and leadership Captain, and we'd like to reward you with some assignments that will better test your skills and abilities. What we're asking you is to assemble a team if five, including yourself, to do some of the trickier assignments. If you don't like four of the people here review someone from B-cell (an invitation to anyone interested in joining post a character sheet in the "new rp thread" and you're a member of "B-cell", this of course being A-cell). Should you accept call contact 17 in your phone and we'll arrange for you to meet Jon and discuss this personally"
she paused to change subjects,
"Ling, new orders, next mission, we're going to 'liberate' Dr. Gordon from a hospital in New Jersey. He's worked with Jon before and authorities are already watching him closely, but he's the best we know. Neurologist with degrees in internal medicine, surgery and of course neurology. He's currently studying to get a fourth doctorate in electronics engineering at Rutgers University. He's the leading authority on prosthetics and cybernetics, yes I realize that the technology is still in it's infancy but he has something already in the works for us. We need him so Ling, a word of advise, don't fuck up."

"You can count on me, I won't mess up." I reply in a serious tone, "Who'll be leading the mission, may I ask?"

"I was told to, 'leave it to the officers'." Winchester said, "so figure it out amongst yourselves"

Eden stumbles into the meeting room, rather late, but not before she ran into the door leading to the room. Her perception was off from her drowsiness, and she thought the door was further than it was, and ran into it.

"Uh. My head hurts like hell. What was that gas supposed to do anyways... Lex is still knocked out in the sedan. So what did I miss?", Eden said as she rubbed her forehead with her hand.

I heard a bump and turned my attention to the doorway where a drowsy-like Eden stumbled into the room. I couldn't help but sigh, don't really understand why but it felt like the most appropriate thing to do. I walk over to Eden, grabbing a fold-out chair on my way. As I folded out the chair I replied to her, "Nothing much, we're just starting to discuss our next mission." I help her onto the chair and make my way out the doorway, "Lex is still in the sedan, right? I'll go get him"

I leave the meeting room and make my way to the parked sedan.

Eden sat down in the chair and held onto her forehead. "Thanks Ling.", Eden said before he left.

Eden then turned to the others in the room. "So, what do we need to do? I hope it won't have to deal with something we can't see again.", Eden asked, with a bit of pain in her voice.

Once we had arrived to our new destination, most of us 'cept myself and a couple others, went off to the meeting place for the debriefing. I stayed to take a quick breather of the cold night's air and ponder on the next mission that is to come. Taking a few breaths I sigh, thinking about a few random and misplaced memories and ideas that had just sprung about at that moment. Minutes pass as those still at the sedan and myself, trying to enjoy the little time of rest we have to ourselves. I then see Ling come up in my view, in which I go and greet the man.

I hear from him that he is here to get Lex (and myself) to come to the meeting room for the new assignment. I of course comply and start heading there, but Ling noticed that Lex was still unconscious from the gas he inhaled; so he asked me to help him carry Lex. We all then head off towards the meeting room, with Ling and I holding Lex by the shoulders.

As Lex was being carried off by Markus and Ling, he started waking up.

"...Uh...." Lex's eyes slowly opened up and he could feel a sharp pain in his head and he was numb all over. Lex tried to hold his head with his right hand but felt that his hand, or rather his whole body, being dragged.

His eyesight is not 100% recovered but he could barely make out Markus' face.

"Where....are we?" Lex asked Markus.

Markus and I took Lex into the meeting room and he started coming to. I reached over for another folding chair while still supporting up Lex, he was a bit drowsy from the gas still. I fold open the chair and tell Markus to set him down on it.

"Sir, we're discussing on the next mission." I informed Lex as Markus and I set him on the chair. I clap the dust off my hands and with a satisfied exhale, I walked back over to my laptop where the projected map was. "So, the mission is to assault these three metro police stations," I point at the three red dots marked on the map. "I'm not sure if we'll be able to make sufficient enough teams to assault all three and complete our true objective. That being the 'liberation' as Winchester put it of a faction member. A Dr. Gordon, situated at this hospital," I point at the blue dot marked on the map.

"The assault team's objective is simple, attack your designated station and distract them long enough until the extraction team rescuing Gordon is in the clear." I stop for a moment and take a breath, "I'd like us to discuss how we'll be managing the assignments among ourselves, who will be assaulting and who will be extracting?" I gaze around the room, taking glances of everyone.

As Ling was explaining the mission, she took a look at the map. After he had got done, Eden raised her hand, and asked a question.

"Can't we just blow up the police stations? That would be the best way to distract them while the extraction team leaves.", Eden asked, still holding onto her head.

"At the new meeting place for the debriefing of our next mission....I think" I say to Lex as Ling and I carry him in. Once inside, we place Lex on a chair to rest. After that Ling begins to discuss more about the assignment we are tasked to do. From what I took, the main goal was to save some doctor at a hospital or something. Then I heard that blowing up police stations was part of the plan and I interrupted, "Oh oh oh! I want to be part of that team! Can I can I, please!?!?!"

Winchester sighed and unrolled one of the large maps of the United States, "we are here" he said as he pointed to DC on the map. "our mission is over here" he continued pointing to central New Jersey. "Did any of you ask how you're going to get there? Honestly for the best of the best y'all can be idiots when you want to be. Here's the plan to get y'all there. Our friends at GE have graciously offered to send us there first class, smuggled on board with medical equipment being used at Earl Naval Base in Freehold, that's where the hospital is, and Newark. It won't be easy going to Earl, but it's direct. It's fortified and secure so being quiet it's an understatement, you need to make ninjas seem noisy as fuck. If you drop anything, make any sound, alert anyone and you're ass is going to be a smear on their walls. It's rumored that Earl houses a small nuke or 2, before you ask, no nukes, don't even think about thinking about stealing it it's just a way to die that kills us all. Sneak out with efficiency and a quickness. I know Dr Gordon and he's, eccentric to say the least. When you get him do exactly what the OCD bastard asks of you or he won't be able to work. Trust me when I say this is for your own good. He's under surveillance so y'all need to get crafty there too. Your flight leaves tomorrow at 22:45 and lands shortly after barring weather. Questions?"

I sighed, combing my hand through my hair as I did so, "I don't really care how you people will do it, I'm not the one in charge of that here, saying that, I don't really have any authority whatsoever except to make sure you accomplish Jon's missions." I start to scratch the back of my neck as my hand reached the back of my head. "What I'd like to know is, with our current manpower, how are we going to distribute ourselves among the objectives proportionately?" I scan through the entire room and take a moment.

"We've already lost one man and I can see clearly that not all of us are present at the moment."

"The secondary mission can wait" an unfamiliar voice sounded through the room, it belonged to Jon. The man stayed in the shadows of the room with cigarette smoke curling around his figure. "Focus all your attention on Dr Gordon, if we lose him we won't be able to move on to my second chapter," he paused, "our second chapter" he continued. He's first on a list of 4 that I need, the other 3 have replacements but Dr Gordon is absolutely necessary." Having spoken his thoughts, without the opportunity for others to speak he disappeared into a hidden door in the floor and the signature sounds of his typewriter came thigh the floor.

I give a nod at Jon's direction before turning back to everyone, "Well, there we go. Disregard my previous question, now let's discuss how we'll extract Gordon." I press a button on my laptop and the map is zoomed into the blue marker, showing a large hospital in a sort of T shape.

"Anybody want to suggest anything?"

Eden sighed as everyone continued on talking, even with the surprise speech by Jon.

"If we can help it, can't we get someone to tell us what that gas was supposed to do? And if the side-effects will wear off. If I have to do the mission like this, I can kiss my ass good bye right now."

"I have only little knowledge on the gas from my encounter with Schanze, as far as I know, the effects from non-lethal exposure should only be temporary. In any case, we won't be executing this plan just yet so you should have enough time to recover, for now, let's stick to the planning. I suggest we do things quietly at least until we recover Gordon."

Winchester gritted his teeth as he pulled out his phone, "for the record, I fucking hate Forrest" he punched in the numbers and called Browning. Much to his surprise he heard the distinctively irritating ringtone Browning chose for Winchester, a high pitch tone that reverberated from just outside the door. Murphy sighed, rolled her eyes and opened the door shaking her head as Forrest came tumbling in.
"I was just in the neighborhood and-" he started
"-and you just happened to be pressed up against the door listening in? Right, don't you have better things to do than play spy, albeit a terrible spy and a spy on your own fucking team? Whatever, Jon paid you, cough up Schanze's antidote." Winchester finished.
"whatever giant" Browning scoffed, "it's untested, hope you guys aren't allergic." He flashed a smile which showed that he wasn't entirely sure about it. "one thing, if you were in it for 12, 13 maybe minutes you can kiss your lungs goodbye, good news is what you all have is not enough for that though." He tossed over 10 vials of clear liquid asks 8 hypodermic needles (all new still in sterile packing) inject that and you ought to be fine" he said.

I sigh at the slow progression of things, I'll have to get used to it I suppose. I clear my throat, "So now that we have that cleared out, I guess I really have nothing else to say. You've all been briefed on the basis of what is to go on in this mission, now could one of the officers take charge?" I say with a sort of exasperated sigh at the end.