Special Branch and the HUGE Hospital Bills
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The receptionist – a young good-looking asian with dyed blond hair - stood up and greeted the four arrivals.
“Welcome back Mr Stark, you have a few messages” he told Jack as he walked up to the counter.
Passing him the said messages on a piece of paper, the receptionist asked “Who’s our guest?”
Jack turned to Milton and his colleagues and gestured towards the former companion. “This is Milton Reeve. He’ll be staying with us for a bit until we get him a new identity and a ticket off this rock”
“Ah of course” the receptionist replied. “The companion’s friend.”
“Yeah” Jack said interrupting him before he could go on “Is Rocky in?”
“Yeah, upstairs”
“Thanks” Jack said, before instructing the others to follow him
Milton was still, unable to pluck up the courage to move. He knew he was just about to enter the lion’s den, and from this point there’d be no turning back.
Then he felt an something grab his arm.
It was the one that had introduced herself as Versa. Whether that was her real name or not, he didn’t know. He didn’t want to know. The whole thing was a charade, he was certain, and it needed to be exposed.
“Are you alright” she asked concerned
“Yeah sure” he replied “it’s just, it’s a lot to take in”
“Don’t worry, you’ll be fine” she reassured him.
He wasn’t so sure. Especially considering the battle he was about to start.
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Reaching the top of the stairs, they entered a red door on the second floor.
With Jack still leading the way, he swipes his card through yet another keypad, opening the door in question. As he enters, he waits by the entrance until the last of them - Milton - is through.
As Milton steps in, he encounters a sight much more like the one he had expected to see.
Although illegal weapons were still out of sight, there was a large projector screen, albeit without an image shone on it; a series of people sat typing away at computers, possibly drawing up plans; and a map spread across a large table in the centre of the room.
The map of the city detailed the location of every corporation and whether it was controlled by Alliance, Blue Sun or something else.
It listed the names of high ranking officials and their affiliations.
In fact, from just a second-long glance, there was no telling just how much information the map revealed.
“Its quite something huh?” Jack said “This place... I mean I haventbeen here long, but its home, you know. I love it. The work we are doing... itll change the world”
“Yeah” Milton agreed - unwilling to admit that he thought the changes would be for the worse
Jack turned and smiled at him.
“Well here it is Milton. This is us, this is The Resistance. And this...”
Jack moves over to the middle of the room and stretches his arms out
“This is Special Branch”
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Needy. Male Companion:
First Boy Whore of Destiny
Incredibly Confused Companion of SereniTree
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OOC-sorry for my absence i had freshers week to attend to and it appears your all falling apart without me.
Safe looked at Soul and asked "so what now??"
"Stand outside and keep guard. We'll try and find some plans or directions or something and try and find Seryn" A look of remorse shot over Safes face that Soul recognised and lowered his head. Wisp naivety had not been destroyed by his recent violent episode so he didnt see the inside secret
"What?? What is it??" He shouted desperatley pacing to and fro.
"Shes dead Wisp. Medical accident" Safes voice was low and sombre. He averted his gaze as Wisps persona cracked. He stood unmoving like a statue as the world passed him by, his lip quivering like a child. He had known death before but never dying.
A Corpse is a random stranger who you find dead. A Body is a friend, family, or colleague. Wisp had lost two members of his family today and he could no longer take the strain. He began sobbing uncontrolably pulling his arms up to shield his face from the world. His knees were buckling and he swayed before collapsing into the corner like a frightened child. Soul shot a look to Safe silently asking him to give them a minute which he silently aquested.
When the pair were alone Soul crouched beside the boy who had been so many people over the last few days and grasped his arms pulling them apart and up exposing his face.
"WISP!! Get it together"
"I cant" he moaned between the tears "its too much"
"It is" His voice was softer now "But it has to be dealt with. You can sit here and cry to judgment day but it wont change a damn thing. Ive lost friends, more than a few, and i wanted to sit down and sob till i died but someone did this to me and told me to put it to the back of my mind. You can never forget, But this is not the time or the place. There are people here depending on you"
The words hit home to Wisp and his tears stopped. The rage stopped and the fear stopped. He locked it all away like a file on a computer. He stood up and walked to the terminal across the room. He sat down and began to type commands with each letter returning him to his former self. He would never be that man again. But he could try and get close
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She was standing in the room again. Ms. Seryn and the others were laying on their beds. Ghost didn't know what was going on, just that she was there as well, sleeping on a bed near Ms. Seryn.
Slowly she walked over to herself, reaching down to touch her own hand only to have it go straight through. Just as she heard a noise and a door opened.
Ghost jumped and turned quickly, not knowing exactly what was going on but watching as three dark shadows entered the room, the biggest of the three carrying something shiny. She watched helplessly as they shot something, first into Ms. Seryn, then into the others. After the adults were shot the shadows came towards the other her laying on the bed. Ghost whimpered not sure what was going on, and not sure what to do.
The third figure, and also the smallest of the three, though still larger than Ghost herself, took a different needle than the adults had been shot with, and shot something into her.
Ghost watched as the other her woke up suddenly.
"Listen carefully little one, the password is Sanctuary. It is very important you remember this. The password is sanctuary, Room 000. Remember...."
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Ghost woke suddenly, whimpering a bit as she realized the doctor man was no where to be found. She didn't know where she was, just that she was alone.
Screams echoed in the hall, along with the sounds of guns and alarms. Quickly she ran hoping to get outside and maybe back to Truth and Shadow. She was only a few feet down the hallway when she suddenly stopped. There were adults ahead, in the room just ahead actually. Not knowing what to do she froze, trying to blend herself into the wall until it was safe.
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Sykes looked back, searching for the little girl, but he already new he'd lost her. Doubling back a little, he made his way to the control room. The normally locked and guarded door stood adjar, and there wasn't a security guy to be seen.
He almost wanted to make a fuss about it. Security not doing their job, how were the medical staff meant to feel safe why where they restricted to so many procedures when at the first sign of trouble, the guys with the guns abandoned their posts? He still might, it sounded like fun. Would round off the ornery doctor character he'd been working on so long.
Flipping switches all over the place, he systematically searched the compound. He couldn't see her, but then he didn't expect too. Switching again he searched the grounds, looking for signs that the group had left. A blaring great gate left open should have helped them.
The gate was shut. One guard stood nervously smoking near it.
Gorramit!
For a moment he had some hope that they'd already got through, then another screen showed them, still outside the very room they were kept in.
Go-se, idiots! what were they doing? He yanked the com unit from the wall, and set it to their location, when movement on other screens distracted him. Two crimson guards were making their way down nearer to were they stood, completely unaware.
Hoping to god that the CG wouldn't hear him too, Sykes virtually yelled down the com
"GET MOVING! Now, they're heading your way! GO! go go go go go go! east, move east!
Slamming down the com he reached under the desk and pulled free all the wires he could, then made his own way to the exits.
He still hadn't found the girl, but he had to hope that they did - east would take them past where he last saw her, and in the direction of the gate.
There were still guards on the main entrance - it was far enough removed for the panic in the buildings not to have spread. He casually flashed his pass at the guard, and grinned "Man, its all go up there, chaos!"
The guard grinned back "Whats happened? we got a garbled message, escaped patient, then nothing."
"I don't know man, but its not one of mine, mine are still all safe and sound tucked up in their shiny cages as far as i'm aware, and its the end of my shift, so i'm getting out of the way - more than my life's worth to be honest. You still up for that drink tomorrow? I hear they fixed the pool table."
"Sure, see ya then"
Sykes made his way down the road, heading in his usual direction, then once he was sure he was out of site, headed down a warren of back street that bought him out near the gate he had tried to leave open.
On the other side of the bars, the guard still smoked, hunched over as though against the cold. Sykes bought his hand back, bracing it and aiming low into the guards back. Then the guard turned.
"Go-se man, don't sneak up on a guy like that!"
Huxley dropped the cigar and smushed it into the ground. Eyeing Sykes stance, he grinned. "And you know full well i lost that nerve cluster in the war, it don't do nothing to me but bruise a bit, so it'd be a kindness if you didn't."
Sykes relaxed, and laughed. "Hell i thought you were ignoring my calls, glad to see you finally made the party."
Huxley grinned. "Wouldn't miss it for the world! Say, are these the same folks I arrested a few days ago? She's a firecracker that one. Threatened all sorts in some husky tone of voice, thought I might try being intimidated at one point."
"That the Antares woman?"
"Antares? I never did get her full name, Seryn? yeah, thats her. The other one, the Vixen girl was prettier, but she was off to jail for a good long while. Antares seemed like the better option."
"Well, don't go getting your hopes up, she's dead."
"Aw man, you are the worst doctor ever! Dead, really?"
Syked grinned, hugely "As a doornail"
Huxley grinned back. "Oh thats a pity..."
"So who are the others and why exactly are we risking our pretty little necks for them?"
"You know i never did work that out? Needy, the companion guy, i'm pr
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Wisp had just pulled up a map of the facility when the intercom blared. Still loud over the sound of the alarms
"GET MOVING! Now, they're heading your way! GO! go go go go go go! east, move east!"
"Who The Gorram??" Soul said looking towards the noise. "Wisp we ready to go??"
Wisp downloaded the map into his portable device then pushed the monitor over the desk. As he stood up and headed for the door he spun and buried three rounds into the hard-drive. It was a little low tech for him but the stress on his mind and body made it the easiest option. He existed tapping Safe guarding the door and headed in an eastern direction.
Safe followed close beside him with Soul a step or two behind checking to see if they were being followed. The travelled at a fast trot with Wisp occasionally stopping to confirm his bearings before setting off again. It was during one of these stops that the team heard footsteps behind them. Soul placed his hand on Wisps shoulder before pointing into the air motioning for him to listen.
Safe had already heard and opened the door into an adjacent room. Wisp was ushured inside and Soul closed the door when they were all in. The group had a few seconds of baited breath as the footsteps came closer then passed without missing a step. They waited a few seconds for the exit to clear fully then Safe turned to open the door.
There was a faint rustling in the corner of the room which caused Safe to spin from the door and aim directly at the sound, Nothing happened and nothing could be seen. Soul cautiously walked across the room and peered around for the source of the motion. Gently looking behind the desk the young Girl whos fate had been so closley tied to theirs was huddled holding her knees.
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Earlier:
The door to the smoke-filled bar opened, and Clayton Payne entered.
The place was only small and, at this time of the day, had few customers. Spotting Kyra sitting alone on a barstool didn't take long.
Clayton was reluctant though to go over to her.
Tracking her down again after she has absconded from Apollo's Bank had led him to some interesting places.
His resolve was no longer the same as it once was. Suddenly life felt more complicated, the truth was greyer and purpose was much more hazy.
But he couldn't tell her what he now knew. Not yet. How could he? Especially after hearing the news from Mr Perry that the one she sought so tirelessly for had already been killed.
All he could do was be there for her, and keep her from going off the rails
"Hey" he muttered as he sidled up beside her.
She could barely let out a grunt in acknowledgement, instead taking a long hard swig of her beer.
"You're a hard girl to find" he added, hoping to get her to communicate with him. His attempts were a failure. Even when she wasn't drinking or smoking, words refused to leave her mouth.
"I heard about Needy..." he uttered with a consoling voice "I'm sorry. I really am"
She remained silent, until however the bartender passed by her. "I'll have anot..." she ordered
"No, she won't." Clayton says, butting in
"Yeah... I will"
"You've had enough"
Reacting suddenly, she launches into an argument "Who the hell do you think you are?! Don't tell me I've had enough! You're not my dad."
At this point, the bartender had stepped back, unwilling to get involved. What few people were in there with them had turned to face them, to catch a glimpse at the source of the outburst
"Don't do this" Clayton reasoned, lowering his voice in the hope that she would respond reciprocally.
"Do what?" she groaned
"This. Don't become that person, you're better than this"
"That's where you're wrong." she murmured "I'm worse"
Clayton didn't know how to respond. He knew she was feeling sorry for herself, resting the blame and guilt on her own shoulders for things that were not in her control. The truth was she was better than everyone else. She cared for people most wouldn't even think twice about. Only that was the problem, she cared too much. If something bad happened, she would feel responsbile for it. To make matters worse, in this case, feeling responsible for the death of her friend... was not entirely misplaced.
The sound of commotion outside freed him from having to reply.
At first, he struggled to identify what it could be... then it hit him. The Crimson Guard
A random drinker had already beaten Clayton to the door, peaking outside at the action that was taking place not too far from the bar.
Soldiers had surrounded a mule containing a small group of people. They were fugitives, and the CG were not going to let them go easy. In fact, they weren't going to let them go, period.
Clayton recognised a few of the fugitives in question - how could he not? - but he was damned if he was gonna let Kyra see them. As she approached the door behind him, he told her to get back, under the guise of protecting her safety.
After it was all over - the rebels incapacitated - a few people began to leave the bar to get a closer look. Clayton dared not, fearing that Kyra would follow and find out what exactly had gone on. She couldn't know, for everybody's safety.
Trouble was, now that the fugitives were captured by the infamous group of commandoes, their lives couldn't have been in more danger.
Keeping Kyra back proved to be an easier task that expected, after all, she had drank a lot, but even so, Clayton would never be able to get close to the CG, let alone be able to help the fugitives as he had been instructed to do only hours earlier.
Nevertheless, there was someone who might be of some use. An old colleague could prove useful in helping the group, if he could be persuaded to do so. And if there's one thing Clayton knew, it was that Robert Wu hated entering the lion's den.
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A crimson gloved hand slams down on a desk.
“What do you mean all the “patients” are loose?!?”
The Guard stood at attention nervously fiddling with his hat. “Yes sir. All the patients, including the…” He paused to swallow loudly “…ones we were questioning.”
The officer, eyes closed in frustration, pinched the bridge of his nose and drew and deep breath. “And how, exactly, did that occur?” He said quietly.
“Um… the, well the regular patients… umm… panicked and they ummm…” the guard stammered.
“They what?”
“They stampeded sir.”
“And what are you doing to correct this problem?” The officer asked, clearly giving the guard a chance to redeem himself.
“We are rounding up all the patients….” The guard trailed off. He could tell by the look on the officer’s face that he had given the wrong answer.
“NO!!” The officer again slammed his crimson gloved fist on the desk. “NO, no, no, no, no. Round up OUR patients. Forget the others. If they get in the way… take them out of the picture.” The officer let these last words sink in.
“Shut down the compound. Seal it up tight. I don’t want anyone in, or out. The last thing we need is the media to get wind of this. Or the Alliance, for that matter.” The officer turned his back on the guard, dismissing him.
The Guard saluted and turned towards the door.
“One more thing...” The officer’s quiet words froze the guard in his tracks. “Round up all the medical staff. I smell a rat.”
The guard left the room quickly.
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"Stop doing that thing"
"What thing"
"That thing where your mouth moves and noise comes out"
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OOC: I'm way behind on catching up, I've got some story line, but since a new challenge has just started up at scifi-meshes it might be awhile before I can write it...
I don't know if anyone wants to take control over my body so to speak for a bit?
More insane ramblings by the people who brought you beeeer milkshakes!
No one can see their reflection in running water. It is only in still water that we can see.
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OOC: Citizen, I don't mind writing for you. Just PM me to let me know what general direction you were heading and I'll tie it in if you'd like.
IC:
Safe breathed a sigh of relief and lowered his gun when Soul produced the little girl from behind the desk.
“Let’s find Needy and get the hell outta here.” Safe says.
“No! They have to be held accountable...” Wisp starts.
“We are NOT going down that road again. I need both of your heads in the here and now.” Soul hisses through his clenched teeth, glaring at both Wisp and Safe.
“Wisp, what else did you get off the computer?”
“Apparently we are not the only trouble going on in this place. Something has spooked the other patients. The staff is trying to round them up.” Wisp says after a slight pause.
“Safe, what’s your take?”
“The way I see it, they’re spread pretty thin. Even if they concentrate on finding us, the other patients are gonna get in the way and slow them down.” Safe says slowly “The only thing I’m worried about is, in these situations, its standard procedure to lock down the facility.”
“We’ll deal with that when we come to it. The thing that worries me is we have a loose canon wandering around this facility... Needy.”
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"Stop doing that thing"
"What thing"
"That thing where your mouth moves and noise comes out"
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