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| - The Birthplace of Human Civilization. Along the Tigris and Euphrates rivers the first human cities were formed. Jericho, the oldest continually occupied human city on the planet, is in this region. Like Egypt, these are the lands of the Bible: Israel, Lebanon, Jordan. Modern ears will recognize the names of Iran, Iraq, Saudi Arabia, as well as smaller countries such as Yemen or Qatar. Once the birthplace of human civilization, this region is now home to some of the richest nations on earth, such as Kuwait and Saudi Arabia. Lastly, Turkey is the land of Istanbul, formerly Constantinople, home of the Holy Roman Empire. Interrogator is sitting at the Command table. "Finished with today's paperwork." He leans back, thinking... Over Kill is with the rest of the ordinance, taking stock of his weapons and checking on the internet. Typical BAT work. Interrogator is waiting in the Shining Spear Cafe in Kuwait City, Kuwait. He is wearing a deeply hooded brown robe. Serpentra slips into the cafe wearing a dark overcoat over a long black dress. Other than her arresting beauty, she has nothing to distinguish her from any of the other foreigners in the cafe. Interrogator motions Serpentra over to his quiet table in the corner. Over Kill is sitting with the rest of the ordinance, checking his weapons supply and playing on the internet as normal. He seems oddly relaxed for once. Maybe he shot something today. Serpentra quietly joined Interrogator at the table. Interrogator whispers to Serpentra, "How have you been?" Serpentra mutters to you, "I am well. Yourself?" Serpentra looks Interrogator. Interrogator cocks his head, "Busy. But I have good news." Serpentra cocks an elegant eyebrown. "Oh?" Over Kill tilts his head at something on the networks. He doesn't seem to notice the people around him for a moment. He smashes his fist into a wall, angrily. Interrogator nods, "Yes, if everything works out, you may be able to come out of hiding." Interrogator focuses on Serpentra and whispers, "Possibly rule your own country." Serpentra mutters to you, "What's in it for you? My good graces?" Serpentra flips her hair sensually and looks all the world like perhaps she's discussing lunch plans or something equally innocuous. Interrogator shakes his head and whispers back, "No. I failed Serpentor. I am not going to fail you also." Serpentra smiles slightly. Over Kill stammers a bit. "C.. Come? Where are we going, sir?" he sounds like hes having another one of his..moments. Serpentra is a long dress and overcoat, talking with Interrogator. Over Kill is over with the rest of the ordinance, acting very very..nervous about something. Hes recently punched a wall, and is pacing. He's very much on the edge. Artemis is sitting on base, stripped down out of her normal on duty jumpsuit, to a tank top and a pair of shorts. She is working out with some weights. Thankfully, no one that is Muslim is actually on base, or they might be trying to kill her. Her cybernetic limbs are easily seen, thanks to the reflection of the *early* morning Sun. Serpentra says, "Your enduring loyalty is a rare but appreciated quality. How can I help?" Artemis sends a radio transmission. Over Kill crawls into an ammo crate, as if trying to hide from something. He shakes visibly. Interrogator thinks, "Try to get your troops ready to help the K.G.B take over either Russia or someplace more tropical. That is all I can say for now." Over Kill sends a radio transmission. Artemis sends a radio transmission. Over Kill sends a radio transmission. Artemis sends a radio transmission. Over Kill sends a radio transmission. Artemis sends a radio transmission. Over Kill sends a radio transmission. Over Kill sends a radio transmission. Serpentra frowns. "You recall I have only a small number of specialized agents, correct? I trust you have something more surgical in mind than brute force?" Artemis sends a radio transmission. Interrogator nods, "You would mostly be Intel and Command." Serpentra flips her hair again, looking Interrogator over critically Over Kill sends a radio transmission. Artemis sends a radio transmission. Serpentra says, "That we can do."" Over Kill sends a radio transmission. Artemis sends a radio transmission. Over Kill sends a radio transmission. Artemis sends a radio transmission. Over Kill sends a radio transmission. Interrogator nods and whispers, "I am sorry for dragging you out here, but I needed to tell you in person. Here is access to a server in Moscow. I will contact you there from now on. It is secure." Serpentra memorizes the information without writing anything down. Over Kill sends a radio transmission. Interrogator nods, "If you need anything, let me know." Artemis sends a radio transmission. Serpentra smiles beautifically. "You do the same." Over Kill sends a radio transmission. Artemis sends a radio transmission. Interrogator sighs, "I have to go, there is a crisis brewing..." Serpentra smiles reassuringly, reaching out to touch Interrogator's hand. "Go." Interrogator rises, grasping Serpentra's hand briefly, and departs. GAME: Interrogator PASSES an INTELLIGENCE roll of Extreme difficulty. Serpentra slips out of the cafe and disappears as quickly as she came. Interrogator leaves out of a different door, and returns to base, looking for Over Kill. Artemis is working out her legs, while 'air typing' with her cybernetic limbs Over Kill is hiding in a large ammo box. At least the box isnt shaking anymore. He seems oddly quiet. Artemis stops typing, and heads off across the desert, on a run. Over Kill sends a radio transmission. Artemis sends a radio transmission. Over Kill sends a radio transmission. Artemis sends a radio transmission. Over Kill sends a radio transmission. Interrogator goes to the ordinance pile and starts poking around. "Over Kill, I need to talk to you..." Over Kill peers out of the pile, shaking a bit. "yes, sir? did I .. handle that situation wrong sir?" his voice is staticy, as if something mechanical is failing. Interrogator shakes his head, "All things considering, no. Do you need to talk?" Over Kill pauses. "Is she.. going to die, sir?" he seems distracted. His right hand moves to his temples and he staggers a bit. Interrogator sighs, "No, I think Command will lecture her and reassign her. That is what I will suggest. What the other Vipers do to her is out of my control, unfortunately..." Over Kill winces. "Do I have to take them out, sir?" "No," Interrogator says flatly, "That will make the situation worse." Over Kill nods "I see. I do not know what my next orders are. Artemis said I should.. succeed in a mission. Tht would make the coil forget.." he coughs a bit hoarsely. With worry in his voice, Interrogator asks, "Do you need to see a Medical Doctor?" Over Kill shakes his head adamantly. "No I am fine. thank you sir. Just.. had a rough day thats all. Mechanical systems and organic don't agree all the time anyways. I think I had a short somewhere." Interrogator nods gently, "If you need anything...I need to find TV911 and ask her some questions..." Over Kill nods "Very well." he sits down and removes his helmet. "Everything's fine now. Calm now." he says. "I think this got out of control very quickly." when he removes his helmet, large red welts are seen near his temples. If something did short, it was internally. "I'm sorry you have to see this, sir." Interrogator nods and says sympatheticly, "It is all right, Over KIll, I have seen worse..." Over Kill murmurs. "I don't want to show weakness.." he sits down, holding his head again. "Something tingles." he admits. Interrogator pats Over Kill, "I have a few low dose Valium with me. I carry them in case I ever get shot down with Cobra Commander in the MAMBA..." Over Kill pauses "I don't think it'd be enough." he says. "my body detoxifies very quickly, so when I medicate, I take very high doses." he says. "I do have painkillers. Do you think I should take them?" Interrogator thinks, "Yes, but only what you need would be best. Should I call Dr. Lazarus?" GAME: Over Kill FAILS an INTELLIGENCE roll of Average difficulty. GAME: Over Kill PASSES an ENDURANCE roll of Average difficulty. Over Kill feels something tingly but doesn't think anything of it. "Hrm. Should be fine." he says. The red spot near his temple does seem to be growing. He moves into a compartment in his left arm and pulls out a small array of needles. He starts to load what looks like a syringe of morphine. "This should do it. It always does." most of the drugs he carries are very addictive and in very high doses. Interrogator starts! "No, Over Kill!" Over Kill pauses. "Yes, sir?" he says, sas he stops mid-syringe filling. Interrogator rubs his throat. "Do you not think that is a bit much? I am radioing Dr. Lazarus." Over Kill pauses. "Its..worked in the past." he murmurs. "I dont need a doctor. Its not that bad, really." Interrogator shakes his head, "Yes, but Baroness said no unperscribed drugs from now on." No sooner does the radio go out, then Dr. Lazarus enters the area, her toolkit and medical kit in hand. She takes one look at Over Kill and shakes her head. "Put that away. Why didn't you call me?" Interrogator looks at the Doctor, "Do you know who perscribed him Morphine?" Dr. Lazarus frowns. "Let me check the medtech logs. He normally uses it for deep injuries, and should be using the vicodin for smaller ones." she pauses. "Unless you've built a tollerance to it. Have you, Over Kill?" she asks as she moves to the back of the cyborg's head. "Going to open a dataport, and do an electronic scan. Then do a test on your organic parts. It shouldn't take more then a few moments." Over Kill sits still. "Um.. I um.. yes. Maybe took it more then necessary." he looks ashamed. Lazarus shakes her head. "Do not. I repeat. Do not do that again. Only take what I or your psychologist perscribes." she looks to Interrogator. "I'm sorry about this. He acts up." she checks the readings. "Oh my. Overheating around the cerebral cortex. If he let this go on much longer, he probably owuldn't be standing. Over Kill? Shut off your AI center. Rely only on your human parts until this heals. Use laptops for networking." Interrogator looks at Dr. Lazarus, "Thank you for comming." He then looks around, and satisfied nobody is listening, he whispers, "And thank you for covering for me earlier." Dr. Lazarus looks up from the files and smiles. "It is true. I am no longer in posession of the files. We are safe for now." she says. "Hrm. According to the files, there was a 25 minute level of high activity, here...and. Hrm. Looks like a rather severe panic attack. This unit is prone to mild hemmoraging where his connectors meet his cortex. I'll put him on a blood thinner and see if it heals up himself. Did he kill anyone?" she asks. Interrogator shakes his head, "The Alley-Viper he...she thought she was pregnant because she missed her period and a five year old pregnancy test gave a false positive... Dr. Lazarus lifts an eyeridge. "That should do it. I swear. As large as these BATs are they can be fragile when it comes to social behavior. He must care about her or something." she shakes her head. "Well, we'll get this worked out, right?" Interrogator sighs, "I am going to try to have her lectured and reassigned. Over Kill thought she might be killed...But that is a bit extreme, I think..." Interrogator whispers, "Did you add in the other units? Is she complete now?" Lazarus pauses. "Not yet. While I'm in here I'm going to make copies." she types a bit. "I don't know. I hope she's allright. She made mistakes. Over Kill looks like an adult but..." Interrogator nods, "I have heard there were drugs and alcohol involved..." Interrogator whispers, "Please do so immediately." Lazarus says. "I think they're both to blame." she types. "I have the AIS copied. Three and One are in stasis for transport." Interrogator nods and whispers, "Let me know when they have been added, please." GAME: Over Kill PASSES a TECHNICAL roll of Average difficulty. Interrogator thinks and whispers, "When it has been done, PM @QueenOfSpades, let her know, and apologise." Interrogator sighs, "I have tried to get her attention since I woke up and she has not responded..." Over Kill nods "I'll do what I can when I see her." he says. Lazarus nods. "This will clear up." Interrogator looks around again, "Good." He looks at the laptop, "Have you consided using a hands-free device, Over Kill?" Over Kill tilts his head. "Well I have one installed in my brain. Otherwise, I just have my laptop. I wouldn't mind going hands-free all the time." Interrogator nods, "I have everything voice activated in my helmet. That way I do not have to worry. I also have two seperate computers, one for Cobra and one for irc.dal.net, the Internet, and the Brotherhood. I still think that maybe if you both apologise with a PM and in public, she might respond to me..." Over Kill nods "Confirmed." he says. "I should build a backup helmet with a hud like that. I hate being offline. It.. its too quiet." Over Kill tilts his head. "I'd like that. I could let you onto the BATnet if you wish. Brainstorm has access. But I warn you. Most humans go mad within minutes with all the voices and connections." Interrogator cringes, "I better not then, unless I can figure out how to filter it somehow...Thank you, though." Over Kill smiles. "OI understand. Ask Bludd, he's been there." He pauses. "You should meet the girls someday though." Lazarus shakes her head. "Heeh. He trusts you. He doesn't let anyone meet 'the girls'." Interrogator says with a smile in his voice, "You mean the Vectors?" Over Kill smiles. "Yes. They're almost...as advanced as I am. They impress me. They seem to have liked X better then me though. They're adjusting." Interrogator shrugs, "He was one of them. I do need to meet the girls. For some reason, I do not get nervous when they fly me. Usually, if I am not flying it, I get very nervous." nc no, talking to stormwind, OK Interrogator facepalms. Interrogator motions Over Kill to follow him. He goes to his room, grabs his machine gun and some extra clips. Over Kill follows along. "Sir? Is there a problem?" Interrogator whispers to Over Kill, "Kamakura has agreed to meet with me and teach me how to beat the Brainwave Scanner. I will need to borrow your best Vector, if I may?" Over Kill nods "Vector six." he calls.. then he types, accessing the BATnet through the computer. "Be fueled up and ready to go at any minute. Interrogator is going to take you. Be good to him. No barrel rolls." He nods. "She is ready." Interrogator nods, "Thank you, Over Kill." Over Kill smiles. "Treat her well. Do you need me to accompany you?" In a moment, a blue vector lands Gently. She transmits. "Greetings, Interrogator. Where to?" Interrogator says with a smile in his voice, "No, Over Kill. I think it is best you stay here. Thank you, Six. We go to Miami." Interrogator enters the Vector and says, "Please be stealthy about it." The vector transmits. "Will keep low cloud cover and let you go outside Dade county. WIll call cab to meet you." it seems like she's done this before. Interrogator nods, "Thank you, Six."
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