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[i]Liam wanders in with the miniLiam sitting on his head and creating something evil while cackling madly[/i] Liam: not as weird as this one... QA: [size=1] plushies [i]are[/i] exactly the same as the person they're copied after[/size] Liam: huh? QA: nothing, nothing... Liam: *tries to see what miniLiam is doing in his hair* what is that thing doing up there... Ginny: you mean besides standing over a fixed cauldron, holding a tomato and cackling madly? Liam: er..yeah... Ginny: not much... Liam: ok..hmm..*wanders away with miniLiam still seated firmly on his crown and cackling evilly* Faris: I stand corrected... miniGinny: *toddles off after Liam asking if he's related in any way to the evil house* ~~~ MiniGinny: are you weaaally rewated to rosey? Liam:...no.. [i]For the last time stop calling me Rosey[/i] MiniGinny: okie Rosey! ^^ [i]*groan*[/i] MiniGinny: You shure your not rewated to Rosey? Liam: yes.. MiniLiam: *lets out an even louder resonating insane giggle as he throws the tomato in the cauldron* Liam:...o_O on second thoughts..

Liam?s eyes narrowed as he gazed at the wall opposite. This whole thing was pointless, by the time they investigated the location of the other bases, the terrorist?s would have had enough warning and time to booby trap the lot of them. He sighed and sunk down in his seat. It was about time he started taking his own medicine. He stood to leave and retrieve his Eagle, but found it seated beside him. He gave a small smile and slung it around his shoulders. ?Fine. Let?s git this **** over with.? He marched past the shattered gym and through to the dorms. He walked up the staircase to his room and closed the door behind him before changing into something more stealthy...the black leather punctured coat was back. He slipped out of his room and clinked over to the briefing area. Adam walked in a few minutes later to prepare for the next briefing. He seemed surprised however when he saw Liam there waiting, ?Er, aren?t you in the infirmary? And what happened to the jacket?? ?Long story.? ?Right.? Adam rolled his eyes and emptied the contents of his box onto the table. He rang up the intercom and issued a general command for all the agents to enter for their next briefing. The Commander stood and motioned for the agents to settle down. ?Yes, yes. Quiet! Now I know all of you are excited about the completion of your first mission,? He ignored Liam?s derisive snort of laughter, ?But we are eager to send you on your next mission. As the Cambodian base has already been eliminated, and the problem stationed there resolved...we can now move you onto the next mission. Adam, would you take over?? The Commander sat back down as Adam stood up and fired up the lightpro. A 3D rendered map of Colombia filled the screen and zoomed in on jungle, north of the Caquetá river. ?As you can see here we?re sending you to the steamy Colombian jungle, rumoured by the locals as the location of a rebel base, known to the SYF as the site of a massive hidden espionage training complex.? Adam paused to take a breath, ?Rumours from the locals include that all tourist groups, merchants or every man and his dog travelling in that specific area have vanished off the face of the planet. This was only brought to the bureau's attention through the effort?s of senior agents 4298 and 2549. They were on the trail of a weapon?s dealer when they came across this shady section of the jungle. They came under massive fire and only escaped by the skin of their teeth. Since then, this area has been a hot spot that even the Colombian military do not investigate for fear of their lives.? Liam narrowed his eyes, clicking over his mind at the two number?s mentioned...they seemed awfully familiar yet unknown at the same time. 4298 and 2549. As all agent numbers in the senior espionage were randomly generated, unlike his LC01 and Jessie?s JC02, he wouldn?t be able to determine their age on the spot. His mind trawled through memories of important numbers...his first PIN number...no...library card number...definitely not...4298 and 2549, they must have been a couple team. He almost groaned in exasperation, the problem with suppressing memories was that you accidentally forgot important things. He glanced around the room and noticed that Rae shot a quick glance at him when Adam mentioned the two agent?s again. Something clicked, 4298 and 2549 were his parent?s personnel identification numbers. He almost slapped himself for forgetting it. So...he was yet again going to be stalking the ghost of his family. If he had a normal bone in his body he would have flinched at the thought of it. But as he didn?t, he turned his ears back to Adam who was just wrapping up. ?This is going to be a night mission; we have found out through the files that you stole previously that a highly ranked drug lord by the name of Pizano Baudez is to be attending an ?engagement party? there. This of course was a front to put the FBI off the trail, but we found out that Pizano is also in the Nuclear arms business, and is only too happy to sell to the terrorist splinter.? Adam changed the lightpro image to one of Pizano Baudez. ?That?s him. You guys have got to get in, kidnap him, steal the files, get out and bring it all to the rendezvous point here,? Adam used a laser pointer to highlight the locale on the map. ?There you will be picked up as soon as you hit your personal signal beacon. You?re going to be split up again, but this time into three groups of three. The first will be abseiling down from the blackhawks here for a surprise attack to distract the heavily armed guards. While they are doing the distracting, team two will go in and capture Pizano by any means necessary. Team three will be doing the file and computer hacking, not to mention to scope out any of these prisoners.? The screen was filled with no less than ten mug shots. Five were from the Navy seals, distinguishable by their uniforms, the others were however dressed in civvies. Liam assumed that they must be agents or some hostages taken recently. ?That?s it. All done, sign up into your preferred group and meet outside in stealth gear, armed and ready to be driven by APC to the airport in one hour. Time is of the essence.? The agent?s swarmed around the form that Adam placed on the bench, Liam got in first and marked his name under the kidnapping team two before leaving and walking to his dorm room. He marched up his stairs and opened a hidden gun cabinet, retrieving a submachine gun from it?s rack. He slid the fifty round cartridge in and armed it before slipping it into it?s custom holster, nestled in front of his Kevlar vest. He slid more magazines into various pockets of his jacket, all were emblazoned with the ?Metal Storm? insignia. He grinned, familiar feeling of adrenaline seeping into his mind. Firing capacity of one round every five hundredth of a second, thumbprint scan, the works. As far as the general public and Guinness World records knew, Metal Storm had only manufactured one custom pistol with the same specifications and a couple custom artillery cannons with capacity of three thousand rounds a second. Only the Government and the Metal Storm technicians knew of the MS1, and a certain agent by the name of Liam...he smirked again. Rae was right, how could he ever give up all of this? He made a mental note to thank her and apologise some time...well...maybe thank her...sometime...next year...maybe...

Liam: *viciously kicks a Mr P plushie gnawing on his leg* Bad Mr P plushie... QA: Hey! No touchie! Liam: .... *kicks the plushie again when he bites his kneecap* ow.. Mr P plushie: *evil laughter* Liam: right. That's it. *snatches up the plushie and rams it into the food processor* QA: O.O Liam: *hums while the plushie is minced into many tiny plushi pieces* All done. [i]Liam carries the plushie waste outside and sets it on fire while continuing to hum the mexican hat dance ditty. When all of the ashes have floated away he wanders back inside to snatch up some Yorkshire pudding and gravy[/i] Liam: *looks at a couple of stunned plushies and QA* What? It was the spawn of satan! QA+Plushies: *silence* Liam: ... quit looking at me funny...I'm not odd...just..paranoid. That tends to happen when an evil pineapple attemps to remove your brain through your nostrils.. Liam plushie: Here here! Liam: o_O *falls over*

OOC: [b]Useless fact![/b] More people live in London than the entire population of Australia! ~~~~ Saethi strolled casually down the boulevard, whistling a tune to himself behind his ever present sunglasses. His t-shirt flapped about him in the breeze that had started up. He grinned, life was sweet. He quickly glanced around to make sure no-one was watching before he slipped through a door into an unmarked building. The cold marble walls instantly chilled his bones as he waved at the front desk, flanked by two burly security guards, well that?s what the Watcher?s council wanted the public to think... He stepped into the elevator and hit the down button, to one of the many underground floors hidden away in the heart of London. Since the incident, Saethi had been on hand to repay his debt to society, the watcher council also didn?t mind the fact that he was the only link to his other half...being five eleven and having the blood cocktail of human, vampire and daemon didn?t hurt either however... The elevator slowed to a halt and the door opened with a resounding bell. He stepped out and wandered through the maze of people and junk lining the corridors. As he passed a certain glass walled cubicle, a shiver slipped through his heart. He suppressed the shudder and a few memories with it. Some things were better left in the past. His high collared long coat was buffeted slightly by an unseen wind caused by nearby closing door. He glanced around and was met with Summer?s gaze. ?You know you don?t [i]have[/i] to wear the bloody sunglasses everywhere.? ?I?m happy to see you too Summer.? Saethi rolled his eyes, even if it was for his own benefit. ?Besides, we?ve been through this enough haven?t we? I?m fine in the sun as long as I wear these, I don?t wear them, you have twenty minutes before my eyes turn to powder and my body is fertilizer.? Summer poked her tongue out in mock disgust, ?Charming.? She said. ?Besides, it?s night out, or didn?t you notice?? She grinned as she said it, Saethi poked his tongue out and said ?Hey, step away from the cool guy...? ?Whatever, the only reason why I?d step away from you would be to avoid that massively inflated ego of yours.? ?Hah.?

OOC: you'd be right there, lol --- Liam remained in somewhat undignified unconsciousness, a small stream of blood trickled from his nose, resting comfortably on his lips while his mind raced over more of the past. ~~~~~ ?Liam...are you...y?know...ok?? Jessie?s face harboured worry. Liam twisted his pain inflicted thumbs into a big thumbs up and tried to curl his bandaged face into a smile. Jess gave a small laugh and she looked at her lap, knitting her fingers. ?Mum and Dad are still on their mission in New York...Columbian drug lord ring trading and all that, you know...the usual.? Her countenance was brightening slowly, eyes now shining. ?We won?t be able to contact them until they contact us, but by then the surgery will be done and you?ll be all better and that.? Liam tried to smile again and Jess returned his pained expression with a grin warm enough to melt a block of ice. She was always good at that...people relations, social relations...boyfriends, even though they didn?t last long, she was never able to get really close to anyone, her secrets were too dark to share with anyone but her family and her job. Liam slid up in his bed when he saw the surgeon and some attendants walk over, apparently it was time for the procedure. Jess clasped his hand in hers before saying a jovial ?See you on the other side!? The trolley rolled into the theatre and he felt the mask being pressed onto his face, and everything slipping away from him... ~~~~ Rae slapped Liam gently on the side of the face, trying to snap him out of his semi-comatose state. ?Liam ya bum, wake up!? she said, turning to face Jaudiar, ?Well when Siren knocks ?em out, they don?t get back up again any time soon do they?? Jaudiar glanced over at the laser training room, ?Being hit by a few thousand volts doesn?t help either. Here. Let me have ago.? Jaudiar raised Liam slightly up off the ground and raised her hand back for a hefty wack. But before she landed it, she turned to Rae with an evil grin on her face and said, ?I?ve been waiting nigh on a year and a half to do this.? She landed the blow and Liam?s cheek rapidly reddened and the shock caused his arms to flop awkwardly to the side. ?You know you?re going to probably put him into a coma if you do that again.? Rae said, heavy on the sarcasm. ?Don?t go and get my hopes up now.? Siren said from her corner on the other side of the room. ?I think he?d do everyone a favour by staying as cute and charming as he is now.? Rae glanced at Siren, ?What? Unconscious?? Siren didn?t reply but merely grinned. Andrew wandered in with the fire extinguisher and investigated what was happening in the corner. ?Bah, stupid thing flared up again.? He peered down at Liam, intrigued. ?So who was the one that finally managed to shut him up?? Jaudiar chuckled, ?Siren deserves the credit for that.? Andrew turned to Siren in the corner and tipped an invisible hat, ?I tip my hat to you madam...but I suppose we should wake the bastärd up...? ?How?? came the reply. Andrew?s eyes gleamed and he raised the extinguisher. ?This is how. Mind you he?s not going to like it, but the coldness of the powder should shock his system into waking up, then we?ll take him into the infirmary to check out the burns, not to mention to find out how many brain cells he lost in that little exercise.? ?Shut up and do it already Andrew.? ?Alright, alright.? Andrew hefted the extinguisher up, directing the horn at Liam and squeezing the trigger. An instant later Liam was coated in a freezing cold powder, causing him to bolt upright with a heavily laboured breath. ?Welcome back. Did you enjoy your trip? I know we did.? Rae grinned and hooked a loose strand of hair behind her ear. Liam didn?t respond but instead got to his feet and let the powder fall to the floor in sheets. He dusted himself off and walked away, angrily ripping off his Desert Eagle and pelting it at the mirrored wall on the side of the gym. The gun and holster whirled through the air before colliding with the wall with a loud crash. The mirror cracked instantly and fell into pieces on the floor. The pistol lay quivering slightly on the wooden floor as Liam left the room without faltering. All in the room were shocked into a silence. Not a word was spoken until the gun had stopped moving, and the last shard of glass had fallen. Jaudiar glanced down at Rae, ?Does he do this often? I mean, last time we met I don?t remember him doing anything like that...? Rae glanced back, lips curling slightly, ?Well no...he hasn?t thrown any guns recently...especially that one...but I was there when he threw his student counsellor out threw the plate glass window.? ?I see...? ?Wonder what the hell it?s all about...?

[i]Liam yawns and waddles out of the kitchen, carrying several dishes of somethings before plonking them down heavily on the large pine oak table. He turns around fetches more assorted plates and dishes before sinking into a nearby chair[/i] Liam: so very tiredish... [i]You didn't have to go overboard, seriously..[/i] Liam: *points finger at nearbye two way mirror* You keep out of this! [i]No[/i] Liam: like to see you do that with such pathetci resources..I mean, seriously...there's nothing to work with in that kitchen,you're bloody lucky that I know how to make yorkshire puddings and gravy from scratch and *continues to babble in a slightly exhausted voice* [i]Well snot to you then...besides, guess what I'm eating..*dramatic music plays*[/i] Liam: ... [i]Muhahaha...I'm biting into a nice, delicous..wholesome..mmmm..[/i] Liam: o.o [i]Fwahahaha! Big Mac![/i] Liam: NOOOOOOOOOO! AAAAAAH! *shrinks down in chair* I'm [size=1]melting...melting..[/size] [i]*munch munch*[/i] Liam: bah, that guy has noooo tastebuds...

Liam: *eyes the munched on Mr P* hmm...I wonder... [b] Five minutes later involving evil and the OBB house blender[/b] Liam: Wala! Pineapple juice a la mutant evil Pineapple! [i]Liam presents a pitcher of tropical juice complete with two glowing evil eyes floating around inside[/i] LK: I sincerely hope that that isn't the best you can do o.O Ken: *pours a glass* :gulp: s'good, the eyes give it a crunch..bit of flavour in 'em too.. Neil: gimme some..*pours a glass* :gulp: .... hey...I didn't get any eyes..*eyes Ken enviously* gimme one of yours..:demon: Liam: ... *drinks a glass also* zestah fruitieness...*cough* *spits an eye back into his glass*

?You arrogant...self centred...bastard! You have no bloody idea what you?re talking about, do you?? Liam was slightly affronted, but he let the comment roll off him. ?God, so bloody high and mighty, I?m first, look at me look at me!? Siren did a little sarcastic jig, waving her arms in the air. ?I think the arm waving thing is a little bit of an exaggeration...? Siren placed her pistol directly between Liam?s eyes, the end of the barrel quivered, just slightly. Siren?s breathing was slow and steady, ?You would wouldn?t you? Liam, go to hell. You heard me, go to hell and roast with that bìtch of a sister you have, and leave me the ***** alone.? Liam blinked and prodded the gun to the side, the hair trigger released a round, which ricocheted off the walls. The empty casing flicked onto his cheek, causing a small burn to appear. Liam didn?t blink, mind still formulating over what had been said. Under layers of mental blocks and emotional barriers, something gave and dark memories of close calls and mistakes flooded back into his mind. Siren lowered the gun and looked away, tears pricking at the corner of her eyes. Liam didn?t notice, his mind was elsewhere... ~~~ ?Recruit! Stand up straight! This is a live combat situation, do not flinch or remove your face from enemy sight! Do you here me?? The twelve year old Liam didn?t reply, but instead nodded and raised the bulky rifle in his arms. The twelve year old Jess beside him followed suit and they ran through the dark jungle. Tracer fire lit up the trees around them while sounds of explosions and automatic fire pounded their ears and minds. Jess and Liam came to clearing where they slowed their pace, exhausted and out of breath. Liam grinned and closed his eyes, leaning back against the tree, then he noticed the trip wire in the corner of his eye. His mouth opened to shout a warning, to scream, to do something, but nothing came. Nothing but the roar of an explosion and the blinding whiteness... [b]Army Hospital, 5 hours after the explosion[/b] ?First mission and they hit that sleeper, they?re lucky to be alive, it was a fragmentation one to boot. Smokestack didn?t make it though...he was the one that set it off...? Twelve year old Liam prised his aching eyes open, everything was extremely blurry and no amount of blinking seemed to make it go away. He glanced in the direction of the voices, what seemed to be two doctors in white coats. ?Hey up, he?s awake. Might want to break the bad news to him...? ?Don?t tell me about it...? Liam opened a dry mouth to ask what had happened, but found it bandaged shut, his entire head had been bandaged and he could feel his arms and legs were too. The blurry doctor sat on the end of the bed, ?Hey mate...look...I?ve got some bad news...that explosion did some serious damage to you, your sis is fine, no need to ask, she was out of range. But...you however...we believe the flash may have done some serious damage to your eyes...am I correct?? Liam forced a stiff nod, ?Ok then...well put these on, they aren?t prescription, but they?ll do until we get you to an optometrist.? The doctor leant forward and placed the glasses on his face, everything seemed to jump back into place, but the doctor still had a furry outline. ?Better?? Liam forced another nod. ?Good. Ok we?re going to have to keep you in bed and do a few more operations to remove those shards from your stomach and lower back, not to mention skin grafts and a small amount of plastic surgery to fix the third degree burns...? The doctors voice seemed to falter and the other one took over. ?You?re lucky mate,? he said, ?that was a pretty close call, if you?d been in Major Pine?s position then, you?d be pushing up daisies right now. He received the full blast of the explosion I?m afraid. The funeral is tomorrow but you will not be able to attend due to your present condition.? There were footsteps and a youngish Jess walked to the end of the bed, looking more than upset when she came close to him. The two doctors got up and took their leave and she took the seat beside the bed. ~~~~~~ Liam snapped out of the trance when a rather painful shock hit him. He?d stayed still long enough for the moving beams to catch up with him, the pain caused hit to fall to all fours before he lost consciousness.

Liam snatches a handful of dry noodles out of the bag in his lap, munching ferociously. He continues to do so while letting the others bicker about what rooms they want. Liam: Yummy yummy yummy I've got noodles in my tummy...*continues humming while finishing the last of the noodles* All: ....o.o; Liam: ... *stops* ...^^; Ginny: As I was saying the double bed is mine...*glares round* Liam: who says it's [i]your[/i] double bed? :shifty: Ginny: *holds up plushy* My possessed plushie right here Liam: ... o...k...*wanders off into the kitchen* LK: what in the world? Liam: *comes back carrying a pineapple with glowing red evil eyes* MUHA! well mr p right here says otherwise... DM: oh my god...they're fighting with dolls...o_O; Liam: hey..Mr P isn't a doll...he's edible..*tries to take a bite of Mr P, Mr P pokes him in the eye* ow... *Liam runs around the room with a man eating pineapple clawing his face* All: .... Ginny: right..any other objections?

Liam stepped across the threshold and closed the door behind him, the broken lock fell to the floor with a clatter. He glanced around at the now moving beams and removed his glasses, dropping them into a locker in the corner. He cracked his knuckles and nodded to Siren, ?I assume that there is room for two?? Siren reluctantly nodded and followed him into the moving beams. There was a momentary silence as the generator paused and warmed up, lights along the wall dimmed and the room was illuminated only by the moving red lines. Liam jumped over one of the sweeping devils and asked Siren, ?So what?s going on with you?? She didn?t reply, instead she focused her attention on leaping and ducking her way across to the other side of the room. Liam sighed and ran at the wall opposite, repelling himself off it until he hung from the ceiling. Siren blinked, confused at how he was seemingly hanging from a smooth concrete ceiling. Liam swung back and forth, letting go at the last second and reaching another hidden vantage point, he continued on his path, narrowly missing the beams. He landed, crouching at Siren?s feet. Siren began, ?How, but...there isn?t anything up there!? Liam grinned, ?Things [i]aren?t[/i] always as they seem.? Inside his mind he groaned, yet another cliché spouting from his mouth. He stood and raised a penlight, shining it on the high shadowed ceiling. There, hidden cleverly by varying shades of concrete and colour was a row of monkey bars. He smiled and placed the penlight back in his pocket. ?As I was asking before. What?s going on with you? And I want the truth. I?m the only person here who?s allowed to a secretive bastard, and I intend to keep it that way. Now, spill the beans, let the cat out of the bag, something to prevent me from my continual spouting of inconsequential phrases!? A smile played around the corner of Siren?s lips before it was quickly suppressed. Liam folded his arms, ?Whatever it is, it won?t go further than this room. If you don?t want to tell me, fine. But I?ll tell you one thing, if it has to do with family, feel free to tell me, both my parents are dead because of me, and I just killed my sister in cold blood less than twenty hours ago.? Liam?s voice faltered as he spoke the last few words, but he regained himself and waited for her reply.

OOC: yes, very. _____ Liam walked into the spacious hall, footsteps echoing around him. He drew to a halt when the slim figure looking out the large windows turned to face him. ?Sis...? Liam managed to say. Jess smiled and walked towards him, ?So you made it here. I?m so glad you came, now you can help us fight for this worthy cause!? Liam was taken aback, ?You are not my sister...my sister would never warrant the murder of so many innocents as a ?worthy cause.? ?My real brother would not have been blinded by corruption his own self righteousness.? Jess said defiantly. ?He would know a good cause when he saw it and would have joined it the instant the opportunity beckoned.? Jess paused, ?It beckons now Liam.? ~ By now Rae and Jaudiar had caught up and had entered the hall, slowing their fast pace to a stop. The room was silent and cool, but the tension was building and even from so far away, Rae could have sworn she saw the nerve twitching on Liam?s temple. ~ Liam shook his head, ?Then I guess both our respective siblings are dead. It now seems that all that I need to do is finish what I came here to do, my job.? Jess remained grim and ripped her Velcro gun holster off her hip, tossing it and the weapon to the side before taking a stance. ?Fine. Let?s make this fair though. Take off the Kevlar and lose the pistol.? Liam gave a mock bow and tossed his khaki t-shirt aside to reveal the black Kevlar vest. He undid the Velcro straps and dropped it to the tiled floor with a dull thud. He picked up his shirt and put it back on, throwing his gun and holster to the side. Jess gave a curtsey before leaping at him, tackling him around the middle. They both hit the hard tiles and slid with the momentum. Liam threw her off and got to his feet, waiting for her to do the same. He rolled his shoulders and rushed, first fist colliding with her chin and the second openhandedly slammed her in the chest. Jess gasped as the air was knocked out of her lungs and stumbled back a pace. Liam, not keen on wasting time, kicked her in the stomach. As she fell, he felt cold steel slash deeply in his leg. Jess spat blood out of the corner of her mouth, ?I?ve learnt a few tricks in the time I?ve been here. One of which was to fight dirty!? A derringer two shot dropped into her palm from a secreted pocket in her sleeve, Liam dropped to the floor in his efforts to avoid the two heated shots. He rolled back to his feet, with some effort on the bleeding leg, only to be high-jump-kicked in the face. He fell back on his rump for the third time in the space of five minutes. ~ Rae and Jaudiar stood on the far side of the hall, half stunned and half entertained at the same time. ?Painful...? Rae muttered ?Seen worse.? Jaudiar simply replied ~ Liam lifted Jessie to his face, ?Why sis? Can you bloody tell me that?? She smirked, ?We all need a little controversy...besides, I was getting bored after all this goodie two shoes business, when they got mum and dad, I thought what?s the point of trying to beat them when you can join them?? Liam dropped her, disgusted. Jess giggled, ?Bit of a moral dilemma for you isn?t it? Fighting for a corrupt government or fighting with your sis on the good side? Whatever are you going to do?? ?Do what I?m supposed to do and fight on the good side.? Jess nodded and wandered over to pick up her gun, ?Shall we kill these two together or what?? Liam didn?t reply. He picked up his Eagle and pulled the trigger until the gun was empty. Jess slumped to the floor, a pool of blood rapidly forming to greet her. Liam walked over to her and knelt beside her, closing her pain struck eyes and walking out the exit, past the shocked Rae and Jaudiar.

[i]and if one red bull...should accidentally fal...l..[/i] Liam: alright, that's enough, I can't stand any more of your demonic siren sing... [i]*contented sigh of relief*[/i] Liam: hmm, what's for eating around this place? [i]Try the fridge, or the freezer next to it.[/i] Liam: you mean we have to cook our own? [i]Yup, them's the breaks[/i] Liam: woo! *runs off into the kitchen, stepping through LK and DM* excuse me ladies...I have a date with frozen beef, noodles a wok and other interesting objects... DM: ... uh...ok..o.o Liam: *rushes around in the kitchen, boiling up the noodles, heating the wok and defrosting the meat and vegies.* [b]However many minutes later...[/b] Liam: *grins and sits at the table, placing before himself a bowl of stirfry*

OOC: *Fwaps cloricus with a dead haddock* ________ [i]Athen tightened his grip on the obsidian blade already clenched in his palm. The sickly sweet smell seemed to suffocate, he tried hard to prevent his conciousness slipping away from him. The footsteps stopped and he stuimbled out of the bushes with every intent on placing his blade in the heart of another... He paused, eyes falling on the glowing portal in front of him. He twitched, he felt something different slowly slipping away...Screwing up his courage, he leapt through the closing portal. ~~~~~ The world seemed full of blue, blue sparks danced in front of his eyes even when they were closed. He managed to force the blade into his belt before it was dragged away from him. An intense heat hit him and increased, he felt as though every inch of skin was on fire...then he hit something, hard... ~~~~~ Athen opened his aching eyes to find himself flat on the ground, while his clothes were smoking and he smelt the acrid stench of singed hair, poking out from the presence of the strange perfume. Athen shakily got to his knees and tried to make out his bearings[/i]

Liam: *takes another sip from the can in his hand* Where's the TV? [i]There is no tv, you've been locked in here with all connections cut offf from the outside world[/i] Liam: welllll what's going to entertain us then? [i]....[/i] Liam: *peers at one of the two way mirrors* Can any of you guys in there sing? *taps glass* [i]Quit tapping the glass![/i] Liam: *grins* *taps the glass some more* [i]I'm warning you...[/i] Liam: well...sing something then..I'm bored! *takes another sip* [i]Fine then...*sigh*...ten green bottles sitting on the wall..if one green bottle should accidentally fall...[/i]

OOC: Sorry, for the first time in 5 years, we've experienced ISP problems, but now its all A-ok _____ Liam wrapped the rifle strap twice around his hand before pulling it into his shoulder. He slid the barrel through the thick foliage and peered through the scope. Rae began to speak, ?What the hell are you doin- Liam let off a burst round and quickly removed the weapon from sight, ?Shootin? people.? He quickly ran though the foliage, footsteps light. Rae groaned, but followed hot on Liam?s heels. Jaudiar flicked the safeties of her pistol, muttering for the umpteenth time, ?Trigger happy..? Liam slid the rifle through the foliage again, this time selecting several figures examining the spot where he used to be. He grinned and squeezed the trigger, strobing it over the group. He quickly removed the rifle again and ejected the spent cartridge, quickly reloading again before heading to a new location and repeating the process. ~~~~~ [b]5 MINUTES LATER[/b] Jaudiar kicked a corpse over onto it?s back before speaking, ?Talk about overkill...? Liam laughed outright, voice hinted with something that seemed to chill the air...He released another spent cartridge before reloading. Smoke slowly wafted from the barrel ominously as he strode briskly to an ajar entrance to the base. He slid a torch into it?s respective slot and illuminated the darkened doorway. A sickly stench of recycled air wafted up to his nose. Rae huffed, ?Against every rule in the book, attacking armed militants while putting your own team members in danger...entering an unsecured facility with definite bloodthirsty unfriendlies hiding in the dark...? Jaudiar poked her in the shoulder, ?Well if you want to tell him that, you might want to hurry, he?s already gone inside...?

Liam wanders into the house, lugging a rather large and bulky suitcase. 'This place is huge...' [i]Liam walks in further, unsuspecting of the fact that he is about to trip over the front steps...[/i] 'I am not...' [i]Are too![/i] '...' Liam ignores the annoying person talking over the OBB intercom and walks into the house, throwing his bag onto the couch and wandering over to the fridge in the corner. 'Creepy intercom guy...sheesh talk about work place health and safety..'

Speaking of people injured and dead, this morning I saw an update on the news (can't believe what more surprises me, the fact I was up at 5:40 am, or the fact I was watching the news) Anyhow, the authorities in both Australia and Indonesia are completely baffled at why this happened. More Bali people and Indonesians were killed than any other country in the area, and no-one has said they were responsible. Also, there were 2 car bombings, both went off simultaneuosly in well chosen parts of the island, also within the vicinity to Mosques. Very well planned out if you ask me, they way it was done, no-one is going to be able to figure out the who and why until someone comes forward. BTW: 13 Aussies dead, 118 injured, 200 missing. Another BTW: An aussie had to identify 5 of his dead mates out of all the dead collected (I do not know this number), and one of them is still missing...

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Saiyan_monkey [/i] [B][color=blue][size=1]The Sari Club at the Kuta Beach Resort in Bali (a popular vacation spo Many people think that the attacks were aimed at Aussies because of our support of the US and our involvement in Iraq. More info [URL=http://au.news.yahoo.com/021013/2/gdxg.html]here[/URL][/size][/color] [/B][/QUOTE] Personally I believe it was because we Liberated East Timor from Indonesian rule, that would probably be the one of the largest factors. (And don't give that crap that Australia didn't do anything about it, we were the first in and the UN didn't care less [b]until[/b] we had cleaned the country up..)

Liam pulled out a map and a compass from one of his side pockets and began gaining his bearings. Rae wandered over, amused, ?Why aren?t you using the GPS, I mean it?d be a heckuv?a lot more reliable than you and that compass.? Liam didn?t look up until he had passed her his GPS. ?It?s unreliable, most definitely seeing as we now know the subject has easy access to all SYF satellite uplinks and computer updates. I wouldn?t be surprised if she changed the location of every single base on the digital maps, just a small amount, so we?d be walking straight into a trap. Exactly like what happened in the Sahara.? Liam folded up his map and unsheathed a machete from a strap on the side of his leg, and instantly began ploughing through the dense vegetation at the side of the air strip. ?We can?t go the normal way, too many booby traps. We?ve got to take the untouched path and keep our eyes peeled. No stopping, no sleeping. I?m not. . .[i]we?re[/i] not stopping until we stop the subject and her friends.? Liam spat the last three words after dipping them in venom. He continued making his way through the forest, occasionally stopping to check the bearings. Rae muttered in an undertone to Jaudiar, ?The trigger happy bästard isn?t taking it well is he??

Liam slipped on his gun and holster bouncing around in the back seat as the dusty car bounced on the rough road. The old airport taxi gradually peaked to a decent speed of sixty kilometres an hour. Rae focused her attention on her driving while Liam and Jaudiar remained silent. It wasn?t five minutes before they arrived at the destination, a long airstrip bearing a brand spanking new black Ops F1 -11 complete with the customary red kangaroo on the rear fin. Liam kicked open the door and marched over to it, climbing up the ladder on the side and opening the Perspex cockpit. Rae and Jaudiar followed suit. Liam was about to protest that there wasn?t enough room, but his eyes fell on the extra seating behind the gunner?s position. ?Bah! Bloody custom extras...? Rae and Jaudiar belted up and the dual Perspex cockpits closed. Liam started up the engine when he felt a tap on his shoulder, ?Do you even know how to fly this thing?? The finger belonged to Rae, who seemed anxious. Liam didn?t reply and eased the jet down the runway, there was a momentary shuddering before the jet took off with a roar into the warm desert air. He flicked off his radio and turned on the jet?s auto pilot, pin pointing the destination on the small GPS. He closed his eyes, total silence engulfed him as the craft raced towards it?s destination. ------- [b]However many hours it is to Cambodia later:[/b] The F1 - 11 touched down on the jungle engulfed airport, it skidded down the tiny runway before being caught by it?s nose in the net at the end of the runway. Liam punched the release in the middle of his chest and took off his helmet. The cockpit eased open and allowed him to leap nimbly to the runway floor. The entire base was deserted, no surprises there, only three people knew of it?s location. The commander, Jessie, and him. A tingle rushed up his spine as he glanced around the jungle. [i]Only three people knew...[/i] He cursed and started running back to the F1 -11 shouting for Rae and Jaudiar, now stretching their legs, to get back in the fighter. Rae opened her mouth to complain, but was cut short when puffs of dust erupted behind Liam?s heels, the snipers hidden in the tree?s had released a volley of shots the split second he had begun running. Rae jumped back into the F1 - 11, followed suit by Jaudiar and Liam. As the cockpit closed, a large crack appeared on the bullet proof Perspex, right in front of Liam?s face. He swore and snatched the joystick into his hands, flicking the Hell-fire safeties off. ?*****...? A torrent of red missiles erupted from their hives and decimated the jungle before the craft. When it was safe, Liam climbed out of the jet and inspected the mangled and burning corpses. All dead and equipped with the best weaponry money could buy. He shook his head and wandered back to the jet, hoisting his pack and rifle from the storage compartment.

Shaolin soccer, that sounds very familiar, I believe I saw it on SBS...is that the one with the really weird football match where they all climb ontop of one another and form that massive pyramid, all to try and get the football and earn something golden?

Liam wandered away, tossing the empty cup and used spoon into the bin. His path took him through the small barracks and outside, in time to hear the last remnants of what seemed to be an important conversation. ?Yes that?s right commander...yes...yes...no...we have confirmed that she may be working for them...no...he doesn?t know...no, I am not telling him either! Ok sir, thankyou...Adam over and out.? Adam closed the laptop and dropped his headset, guilt and worry etched on his brow. He wandered over to the door where Liam was hidden, and nearly leapt out of his skin when Liam revealed himself. ?Adam, what?s going on?? Adam tried to act nonchalant, but his eyes gave him away. ?Nothing?s going on, nothing at all, what would make you think that there is something going on? Because everything is fine right here, nothing going on here at all...? Adam?s voice softened and he cleared his throat. ?Alright Liam...I?ll come clean. We had an intelligence team find your sister, seeing as she had vanished three months ago...much earlier than these other agents that you guys have been sent to rescue. Anyhow they arrived at the Cambodian base and pinpointed her location, they found her training the terrorists and actually have footage of her executing the members of her S.A.S team...? Liam?s face was impassive, but there was an apple sized lump sitting in his throat, and tears were scratching their way behind his eyes. Adam paused to wait for him and then opened the laptop again, bringing up an MPEG file. ?Liam the commander wants me to show you the footage so you can verify that it is indeed her. Is that ok?? ?Of course it?s bloody ok! Get this over with and show me the bloody movie!? Adam forced a smile and clicked the play button, letting the film roll out with horrible clarity. Jessie, his sister, stood explaining to the group of hooded youths before her the correct way to arm and clean their rifles, along with entreating them to the knowledge of top secret SYF assassination training. Liam hit the fast forward, hitting play again when he came to what he needed to verify. Liam jabbed a finger at the screen, pointing out Jessie who stood in front of all five members of her S.A.S team members, she pulled the trigger on her customised Desert Eagle five times before Liam spoke, ?That?s her. I know it is. Now can I go? I have reason to believe that there is more ice cream in the freezer.? Adam nodded and turned back to the laptop, dialling up the Commander?s emergency hotline. When he turned to face Liam again, he had already vanished back into the cool depths of the concrete barracks, more scars becoming prominent in his mind.

That reminds me, there is a very, very large laser that has been developed with the simple yet explanatory name of 'Chemical Laser.' Basically it's not far off from 'Star Wars' type effects when it's fired, all it's lacking is mobility and er, smallness. I'll try and find images and mpegs of what it did to several buildings during it's testing stages...just a mental picture though, building one second, the next, huge burning fire ball explosion...

Lasers? Feh, I thought everyone knew about them, sheesh. Quite a few of our helicopters (not to mention many other countries) (particulary the Blackhawks) to have a mounted laser designed to blind and/or impair and enemie's vision enough for the attacking helicopter to make a safe retreat. Sure it can blind and otherwise, but the standard 'helmet' of the pilot and gunner has a reflective shield on it where the helicopter data and vitals are displayed, this usually negates the effect if it isn't a direct hit..but it stumps me why they equip them if they know it probably has a 80% chance of failing... Anyhoo, I hate to break it to you but this isn't much news for me. Also the UN held a conference a while back about the development of lasers that were designed to impair and blind (Satellite mounted ones that could in fact blind entire nations) They were banned from use entirely because of the massive harm they could cause. (A book that hits the idea of this technology, and genetic modification, was published at the time of the conference (I believe). Funny thing is I hated the stupid thing, but it does raise a few points. The Title of the book? The Triffids) I am however unsure about the international treaty binding the helicopter based laser variety, but I do know that plenty of 'copters have them.

Liam slung his pack around his shoulder, the empty shells in his lap cascaded to the desert floor as he got to his feet. Liam grinned and holstered the Desert Eagle. His fingers slid up the barrel as it dropped in, a minor burning feeling tingled up his fingers. His smile widened slightly, nothing beat that feeling at five in the morning. He started walking in the general direction of the choppers, light slowly peeking out over the horizon. Ryan started walking towards him, ?Liam, Adam says we?ve got to go, now.? Liam?s face held amusement, ?Bout time he agreed with me. Tell him it?s a-Ok with me as long as the next mission is in Cambodia.? ?Fine, agreed.? Adam stood behind them, looking rather rushed. ?We leave now for the air base and fly out to the alleged Cambodian base in two days time. But none of that is going to happen unless you get your butt on that Blackhawk.? ?Righto, yessir, roger that, etcetera, etcetera.? Liam gave a mock salute and marched towards the nearest open Blackhawk. ------ [b]Destination: Hidden Black Ops Air Base ETA: 30 minutes.[/b] Four, of the original six, Blackhawk gunships flew close to the ground in a mock protective square. Two had remained behind to protect the Hercules and throw the terrorists off the trail. The harsh Sahara sand forced itself past Liam?s specs, making his eyes water. He ignored the itching sensation and diverted his attention to the controls of the Gatling gun before him. The side door of the Blackhawk had been opened to allow the weapon to peek out and add some more defence to the already beefed up copter. Liam was naturally only to happy to oblige and take control of the many barrelled beast. The rest of the team was evenly spread around the rest of the copters, Adam was seated behind him, Ryan and Niomi were in the second Blackhawk, Andrew, Craig and Iitashi in the third, while Siren, Rae and Jaudiar had opted to stick together in the fourth. Liam yawned, forgetting the many particles of sand trying to force their way into his mouth, he coughed for a while on the dust before composing himself and checking the straps on his safety harness. Adam shouted over the noise, ?You don?t need to keep checking it! I personally inspected that one for your guaranteed safety.? Liam snorted, ?Need I say more?? Adam returned to his silent sulking in the corner and Liam smiled smugly as the chopper continued to race towards the air base.