Diamondback
I'll Lock Up
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*examines bamboo-shoot* Have you ever had one of these wedged under a nail? It hurts, let me tell you that for certain...
Diamondback said:I recall no such thing. *puts bamboo-shoot away*
Anyway, you're here to evaluate your potential as my assistant on armaments and logistics for this exercise. So far, I'm not liking what I see--you've been trucked to an unknown location, where God-knows-what-and-most-don't-want-to awaits, and you didn't even bother to bring a weapon? What kind of "operative" do you think you are?
But that's OK, we'll train you. By the time you complete your training course, you will know more about inserting people and cargo into "denied territory" than most would imagine possible. And if you don't cut it? You won't get a free ticket home. You'll be sent out anyway, and probably won't come back.
Welcome to the Dead Dozen, Mr. "NewportCustom"...
NOW DROP AND GIVE ME 100, BECAUSE THE MORE YOU HATE ME THE MORE YOU WILL LEARN!
deanglen said:Lord, forgive them, for they know not what they are doing.
dean
Diamondback said:*Carter's office phone rings*
"Diamondback. New guy isn't hacking it. Completely unsuitable for clandestine operations. Recommend transfer to group motor-pool. Out."
*click*
carter said:(carter is madly attempting to answer telephone, wireless, his mother, etc.)
DB, MNC will be tiptop I'm certain. Not to worry Old Chap.
zaika, The code is: "Frogs for dinner?"
answer: "I much prefer snails."
answer: "Escargot."
Then off you go. Have you been contacted by Dash?
zaika said:alrighty. no, Dash hasn't contacted me. i'm lost, though.
carter said:(pulling what little hair he has left out..)
zaika, I fail to see how you can be lost since it was your decision to live in a marsh. "Safety" was, I believe, your line of reasoning. A great deal of splashing about in my mind.
Nevertheless, Dash was to have rendevoused with you at the fruit stand a week ago. You are to attempt to locate two, I repeat two, missing cabooses.
Out.