Fog Of War

[Sora_Rox_My_Sox]

Shay stepped out of the elevator, Taryn right behind her. The armoury was very dim, and had a musty smell to it. She was instantly able to recognize Lloyd, the one who had left the meeting immediately. Another man, "Oh goody, more men!" she whispered, was leaning casually against one of the walls. Shelves overflowing with weapons and armor lined the room, making it a bit crowded. The two men had been polite and waited for other members, so the stock was stilll full.

"Hey guys, thanks for waiting. I'm Shay." She said to the group as she strode past them towards a barren spot of wall. She leaned up against it, one leg down on the ground as a kick stand, the other bent at the knee and posistioned on the wall for leverage. She pulled her mini skirt down a tad, for it was too revealing for her as she leaned on the wall, then sighed and looked at the trio of men. It was going to be hard to fit into this organization, especially since she was a girl.

She folded her arms and took out her cell phone. Hardly anybody called her on it, but she kept it with her anyways. Whoever they were waiting for needed to hurry up.

[Axel Owns]

In a small, plain apartment, a man stirred in his bed. He took a glance over to the side of his bed, and spied his clock resting on his nightstand. Three o'clock. Damn.

He felt that alarm clocks were useless, if you had to be woken from sleep, then you weren't well rested. You can't perform at your peak if your body isn't functioning right. He was going to be late, and he knew it.

Oh well.

He hated mission briefings. He thought that they served little purpose.

I guess I have to know who I'm up against. He thought to himself.

Throwing on his favorite attire, jeans and a black t-shirt. He took out his gun and knife, and pulled his sword and sheath from their resting place on the mantle. He decided to get his He decided he might as well go, as he opened the doors and went down to his car. He had to walk a ways to get to the private parking, but it was well worth the price, and the walk. His red ferrari sat waiting for him, begging to be driven. He didn't enjoy living lavishly, but he did like to go fast.

He sped to the briefing room, not for any sensible reason, but because he enjoyed the thrill of the engine humming and the city going past him in a blur.

He made it to the building with no trouble from cops, or even other drivers. Locking his car and raising the hood, he made his way to the briefing room.

When he entered, he glanced over the room, and decided that nothing very interesting had taken place. A man named Zetsumi sat at the head of the table, with Rikken close by. He looked around to see some empty chairs that had been disturbed. A group had gone somewhere, but he couldn't tell where they had gone. Another sat in a chair, but was very well concealed. Must be a stealth fighter.

"The Lone Wolf reporting in. Sorry I'm late. You can brief me about the mission on the way. All I need to know is where I need to meet you guys to depart."

OOC: sorry for the late entry, i didn't realize it had started Dx

[Jack London]

"Thanks."

Taryn followed Shay into the elevator after she had entered, the elevator making its way to the armoury upon her command. She explained the reasoning behind her codename, stating the definition of the Siren and her similarities to the concept. He kept his eyes on her as she spoke, her slender throat dancing with every word that was uttered from her mouth. Her green eyes remaining stationary and giving their full attention to the listener. She was quite cute, he had to admit, but he never really made what he was thinking be projected onto the physical world. Although, it was probably self-explanatory.

"I myself am persuasive, usually able to get people to do what I want," Shay told him, adding a moment later, "especially men."

At this, they simultaneously grinned at eachother.

"Well, you know my name's origin. What about yours, Tank?"

Taryn began with a warm smile, "As you probably know, the tank is a military vehicle, designed to protect their soldiers as they stormed fortresses and the like. Its was powerful in both defence and offense, serving as the perfect unit on the front line," he explained, as the elevator opened, revealing the armoury.

"That's me." He ended, with a big smile as he turned to look at her and then at everyone else that was already there. Lloyd was obviously there, along with another, whom he hadn't seen at the conference. He raised an eyebrow slightly at the sudden appearance of this one. How could he have missed him? Shay had polietly introduced herself to the two, before finding a cozy spot along a wall to lean on, without really giving a look at the amoury. Despite her optimistic attitude toward him, he had a strange feeling that perhaps she felt that left out, being the only girl there.

Maybe that Zetsumi kid really got to her.

Taryn watched her go for only a moment, before he stepped toward the wide variety of weaponry and armour, deciding to talk to her again after he looked at everything. He examined one of the fancy looking guns with some-what of a disappointed expression. They weren't terrible, he just didn't like breaking tradition, which was the use of his shotgun. I think I'll just stick with my own stuff... He thought as he looked over at Lloyd, who didn't seem to be interested in any of the stuff. Despite this, he always made it a mission to get those who don't normally talk to, well...talk.

"So, Lloyd, my man! You see anythin' you like?" The young man asked him, with a huge grin on his face.

[Faint_Remnant]

Lloyd was interrupted by a man. His name was unknown to him at the time, but it actually appeared as if he was there before him, just waiting to make an entrance. He looked strong willed as the others did, a league of them all.

“Yeah I guess so. I was wondering when someone would break the silence. To be honest, it’s kind of peculiar by my lonesome.”

With that he continued to ponder at the weaponry. He had no interest in choosing any of them, but made it seem that way. That seemed to be the spark of boredom. Randomly checking out things of no interest, just to keep yourself from wondering. As he reached the armor, two more stepped from the elevator. One was the lady he winked at and another robust looking fellow. Waving through his hair he turned his hair away waiting for them to say something to ignite a conversation.

The woman thanked Lloyd and the other waiting there with him. Nodding and giving a slight smirk he watched a warrior by the name of Taryn make his presence known.

“Nothing in particular, maybe a few pieces of armor, just to make it appear as if I have some kind of defense right?”

Intending it to be a joke he only went back to admiring a few pieces that he began to slip into. A small piece that covered the forearms was something that caught his attention. These guards may prove worthy in a sword fight.

“You mind helping me pick out a few more things?”

[Rikken Omnious]

OOC: I originally had another name for James. But I have just now got permission to use his character name. James' Name is now Zetsumi. I had originally intended to use his name. Feel free to make changes.

IC: Rikken Stood up without a thought and beckoned Zetsumi to follow him. He followed without a thought. He caught another glance at the girl at the door. The flash of a gold star on his shoulder as he pushed passed her putting a gentle cold hand on her shoulder as he headed forward.

Zetsumi followed Rikken as he walked to the second elevator. "You, know what Rikken?"
"What?" asked Rikken,
"This just might be a very interesting experience, I mean they don't really know what's going on do they?"
"No," answered Rikken looking at the empty elevator that only had himself and Zetsumi in it as they decended.

The sound of elevator doors opened signalled his enterance. "Gentleman, Ladies." he said, Zetsumi was standing behind, giving that same cold, merciless smile that always adorned his appearance, The gold star on his shoulder signifying his subordinance to Rikken. Rikken had a gold eagle on his shoulder, It was obvious to everyone in that room that he was the highest rank. He walked over to the clerk signaling the others to follow.

"Just the standard equipment for everyone thanks." said Rikken
"Oh and pull mine out of that dusty locker, Rikken's as well." requested Zetsumi.
"Sure," said the clerk as he went to aquire the standard uniforms. He returned several minutes later with the right number of uniform. They looked to big to fit any of the group. Rikken just smiled as the uniforms were handed out. His own and Zetsumi's looking much smaller of course, The uniforms were a form fitting suit designed by the company. Rikken put and signalled for everyone to watch. "Now you might not have used these before, these a brand new issue for everyone on operations. Myself and Zetsumi were the test subjects for this that's why ours look smaller than yours." Zetsumi and himself both put the suits on and pressed a red button on the waist. They both breathed in.

The suit contracted fitting both Rikken and Zetsumi's bodies perfectly. Rikken turned around and lifted his long hair so that everyone could see. Two ports like an adaption to a computer were fitted into his neck. He pressed the yellow button underneath the red button. Two small round cables emerged from his waist and joined up to the ports. "This system which is going to be fitted to all of you now," he pointed at two chairs. "Feeds back battlefleid information directly to me and everyone else who is in the system," He let go of his hair and it fell neatly. "Okay everyone get your uniforms on and then move over here to where your cables will get inserted." Instructed Rikken as he waited.

[Sora_Rox_My_Sox]

Lloyd was finally begining to speak, mumbling a few words in reply to a question Taryn had asked him. "At least he isnt a mute." Shay muttered under her breath as she watched them mill around. They were begining to look at weapons and armor, so she thought she might as well do the same.

She tore away from her posistion on the wall and began to search through the rows of weapons and armor, stopping every once and a while to examine something that caught her eye. At the end of one shelf was a pair of machine pistols, silver in color with smooth and sleek features. They were small yet powerful, and she helped herself to both of them. One, she placed in a holster on the right of her belt, the other the stuck into a thigh holster on her left leg, just barely concealed by her mini skirt. She also saw a small Riot dagger, which she put into a sheath on an elastic strap, which she then strapped around her calf, covered by her boot.

She walked around a few steps, making sure she was comfortable before she searched for more weapons. There was plenty of armor present, but she didn't want any clinky metal covering her body or restricting her movement. She did however, find a pair of onyx gaurds that fit and looked good. She rounded a corner and came upon the larger firearms, which struck quite some interest in her. She was currently debating between a 7.62x51 NATO assault rifle, which was light weight and easy to use, or a L86 LSW 5.56x45mm NATO submachine gun, which was verbatim in its use.

"Hell, I'm gonna need them both." She mumbled as she attached a shoulder strap around both of the weapons, grabbed several belts of ammo and attatched them to her own belt so that it looked like a string of golden bullets around her waist. She slung one gun over her right shoulder, the other over her left, so that they formed an X across her back. It was very comfortable, and if she need a gun, all she had to do was sling it down over her shoulder.

She shrugged a bit, letting the straps fall into place. Due to her lack of clothing, hiding weapons was going to be a problem, especially the guns that laced her back now. She made a mental note to get a jacket or a long trench coat, but until then they would remain on her back. She walked back over to where Taryn and Lloyd were grabbing their own weapons and armor, and she went back to her vacant spot on the wall.

James and Rikken entered the amoury and began to instruct them on how to use their new uniforms. It was a clingy stealth like suit, and she watched as the put them on. She grabbed a uniform from a pile, its material stretchy and filmy. Was she just supposed to change right there in front of all those guys? NO WAY!

[Axel Owns]

Rikken Stood up without a thought and beckoned Zetsumi to follow him. He followed without a thought. He caught another glance at the girl at the door. The flash of a gold star on his shoulder as he pushed passed her putting a gentle cold hand on her shoulder as he headed forward.

Richard followed the two out of the door.

I guess they don't take kindly to tardiness here. He thought with a grimace. Richard followed Zetsumi and Rikken into the elevator, and they seemed to take no notice of him.

Stepping out of the elevator, Richard fell in place

Zetsumi followed Rikken as he walked to the second elevator. "You, know what Rikken?"
"What?" asked Rikken,
"This just might be a very interesting experience, I mean they don't really know what's going on do they?"
"No," answered Rikken looking at the empty elevator that only had himself and Zetsumi in it as they decended.

Richard had no idea what this could have meant, but was worried. He didn't know what Zetsumi meant by "they don't really know what's going on", but he had a bad feeling in his gut.

Walking out of the elevator, Richard took his place next to a kindly looking guy with a shotgun. He looked nice enough, and was wearing a grin on his face. Maybe this guy would help him out, this man looked nice enough.

After watching the demonstration of the suits, Richard figured he should try his own on. However, he pondered if he should undress or not. As he looked across the room, he saw a rather cute girl blushing, and figured she was thinking the same thing.

[Rikken Omnious]

Rikken pointed at Shay. "I'll put your plugs in first. So you can get changed without having to worry about perverts." He said, "Not that any of us are, I hope, lay down on the table," he said mentioning towards the operating table in front of him. He turned around and opened a cabinet. Inside, empty syringes and needles sat neatly and sanitised ready to be used. He removed two small vials and two plugs. He placed these items as well as a scalpel on a silver tray, put that on a trolley and moved it next to the table so he could reach It If he needed it. "Please lay down Shay. Everyone you are welcome to watch, but this isn't something for the faint hearted. Don't worry shay you are in excellent hands." Said Rikken picking up a syringe, a needle and a vial of what could be assumed to be local anaestheisa. He pushed the needle into the cap and removed some from the vial and pushed the syringe a little to remove the air.

[Sora_Rox_My_Sox]

Shay was watching Rikken and Zetsumi when another young man entered the armoury. It seemed as if they were both wondering about how changing would go. She was most definately not taking off her clothes in front of strangers, even if she did know some of them decently. She felt her face growing hot, and she knew her cheeks must have been blushing. She held her suit in front of her and looked down on it, frowning about her predicament.

She was about to state her complaint when Rikken took notice of the situation. I'll put your plugs in first. So you can get changed without having to worry about perverts." He said, motioning at a small operating table in the center of the room. He was busy gathering the needed supplies, which to Shay's dismay, included a scalpel. As thoughtful as Rikken was trying to be, she didnt like needles...or scalpels, or people poking her body with them.

"Please lay down Shay. Everyone you are welcome to watch, but this isn't something for the faint hearted. Don't worry shay you are in excellent hands." He said again as he filled a needle with a syringe. Great, not only was she going to be operated on, she was everyone else's entertainment. She unwillingly climbed on the operating table, breathing deeply in and out. Everybody around her was staring, and even if Rikken seemed confident in his doctoring abilities, Shay was still nervous.

She sat up on the table, and her pupils dilated from the bright light that hung overhead. She pulled her skirt down some more and , making sure nothing could be seen if somebody was standing near her feet. She breathed in some more and tried to relax. "Alright then, lets get this over with..." She said quietly as she looked up at the light.

[Rikken Omnious]

Rikken picked up the syringe. "Okay. Your going to feel a little pinching sensation at the back of your neck." He very delecatly punctured her skin and injected the local anaesthesia into the area where he was going to work. "You have to be careful and not hit the spinal cord or get any of it into the spinal fluid." He said as he carefully removed the syringe and placed in the sharps bin hanging off the edge of the trolley. He picked up the scalpal, and made a small incision in the back of her neck. The cut would of been about two inches deep and about and inch wide, so that you could just see the back of Shay's spinal bones. "Suction," he said to Zetsumi who then grabbed something that resembled a vaccum and began removing the damaged tissue. "Got a good posture." said Rikken trying to make a conversation.

He removed a plug from it's packaging and placed it carefully near her spine. "Sutures." he said to Zetsumi who passed him a stiching needle and thread. By now a bit of the blood that Zetsumi had missed had run down her back. Rikken carefully stiched around the plug and went to do the other one. After a few minutes of carefully cutting and stiching flesh. Shay's plugs had been inserted. They were glisening with a little blood but that would disappear when the information cables were inserted into the ports. "OK as simple as that. He double tapped his neck "Mr Wozza. Where are you?" he said into the intercom. "Need a little hand doing these ports. If you would be so kind."

[Wozza Black]

Wozza sighed as he watched everyone leave the breifing room. He knew he was to move to armoury, but he coudn't be bothered. So he made his way back to his quarters. and intercom message echoed thoughout his room "Mr. Wozza, Where are you? Need a little nhand doing these ports, if you would be so kind" he groaned, 'Slave labour that's all I am' he thought to himself moving off his bed and pressing his intercom button "I'm on my way, don't attemp any more! I can do them Rik" He began to run from his room, kowing Rikken's impatience.

He made it to Rikken, knowing that he had tried one, "Ok, I'm here! Let proceed" He signalled to RIkken to allow he to proceed

[Sora_Rox_My_Sox]

Shay eagerly got off the operation table, her neck still prickling and tingling from the procedure. The pain she had felt was miniscule, but pain none the less. She walked over to a table where she had left her weapons and looked back at Rikken. With her right hand, she reached behind her and pulled the back of her shirt down slightly. With her other hand, she felt around her neck until she found her wounds. The plugs were small enough, but she felt like everybody could seem them, even if concealed. She grabbed her uniform once more and eyed it over.

Yet another man entered the room, and he seemed to be the main operator. She strode over to her vacant wall spot and leaned casually on it, anxiously awaiting whoever dared to go next. She looked over her weapons a few more times, then twirled a lock of hair around her index finger. She wondered if everybody was here, which they probably were, but there may have been others. She looked back at the operating table, and at Wozza, the operator.

[Wozza Black]

"Shay, may I see where Rikken put our plugs in?" Wozza asked casually, knowing that Rikken probably stuffed it up. He sighed and awaited Shay's reponse, becuase he knew that stitches had become obsolete as he seemed to be abe to acceleratethe healing process of any living tissue.

[sephiroth2]

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As Sleif watched Rikken and Zetsumi perform the small incisions to connect the cables onto Shay, Sleif noticed his right hand slowly reaching upwards, before placing it on the back of his neck, where his own tubes were. As he watched this, he could remember when he himself had it done the first time, so long ago. That was back in the day when it was still in the experimental stages, and so had not been perfected.

Feeling around, he could still feel the scars around where the so called, doctors, had made the cuts. Not wanting to see the remaining people's, procedures, Sleif stood away from the wall, before turning and walking out of the room, easily finding a place to change into the uniform, before placing his own large coat over it. Walking back to the room again, Sleif laid on a different wall from the last time, and awaited once again, for everyone to continue.

[Axel Owns]

OOC: I'm leaving for a week guys. I gave RO full control of Richard. I don't know if he'll take it. It's like 5 in the morning, and he's not on. so yeah, thats pretty much it. Maybe i can get on once or twice from the hotel, but don't expect much.