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At first glance, Island 3 is nothing more than a forested, unpopulated island that serves no purpose in the overall heirarchy of Seafoam's system. But a more intensive study would reveal the fact that there is always a small naval assault force within stone-throwing distance of the island at all times, and that a functional RSMC base exists on the island, denying any access by all without clearance. A functional anti-teleportation field blankets the island as well, preventing access by any means other than that which the military can dictate.

The reason for this subtle, but effective defense is simple: Island 3 houses the primary research and development facilities of Seafoam's military, kept in a bunker deep underground, immune to all but the most concentrated of assaults.

It is here where Seafoam's deadliest and most cutting-edge secret projects are constructed and kept until unleashed upon her enemies.

::Naval Training Center::

Theoreticlaly, as long as there was a chute deployed, the tank could go as deep as the chut can take it. But unfortunately, the limitation was the snorkel for the engine. But then, that was enough. The Tank resurfaced, and once the turret was up, the commander's hatch opened. Going parallel to the shoreline, the tank's turret created an odd wake, as it turned to its side.

Quinn was looking through binoculars, at a second yacht.

"Kanister, Schnell! Strecke ist 50 Meter. Luftwiderstandsverlust, vier Kilometer." Quinn said, with a smirk. He had poor German. But then, this was a joke, decided when the tank and crew were underwater.

"Entfernen Sie Abdeckung!" He yelled, as the gunner pressed a button. The cover was removed via a mechanism, and the cannon was fixed to aim at the yacht.

"Feuer!" He yelled, as the cannon fired, riddling the other empty boat with holes.

"Zurück zu dem Strand. Schnell. Und Antrieb zurück in den Dschungel." He said, as the tank moved back to shore. Dripping, and with sand flying, they entered the jungle again.

arrow Officers' Quarters, Radiance Garden; Hovering Over Island 3

Extracting a datapad from her integrated computer system, Shelke crossed the room she had been assigned and flopped onto the bed. As one would expect, the furnishings were fairly spartan and militaristic in nature, but they managed to serve their purpose.

Sitting back against the wall, she activated the datapad and brought up the visual and sensor images she had downloaded onto it. There were two images, both differing angles of Mistress Yumiko, recorded by security cameras on Island 4 shortly before they had been destroyed. The images showed a very visible change to her appearance at the same time the EDS sensors had recorded the sudden spike of Wind Elemental power.

She frowned slightly, mulling over the data. She had even gone so far as to pull up the recorded prophecies that Sabrina had discovered in the days before the Dark Pokemon Wars that had foretold the coming of the Masters.

So then, that begged the question: Was this new level of power simply the natural evolution of the Masters? A sort of 'last hurrah' before the world absorbed and phased out their power? Or could this be the next step? Was humanity progressing toward godhood?

"It's just something... that we'll have to observe..."

arrow Officers' Quarters, Radiance Garden

Closing down the data programs that had been recorded on that day, she set the datapad aside and picked up another one, this one continually updating with the information and decryption data from Sam's work.

"That...is some heavy-duty encryption."

It was the understatement of the year.

::Jungle Course::

The Leopard 2A6 was performing well. It was muddied up, as the turret transversed 45 degrees, while the hull did a 90 degree turn with mud flying. The gunner fired, and the rusting hulk of a T-90 exploded yet again. The enxt target was already seen, as the loader loaded another shell, and the gun transversed to have the gunner aim for it. A small hill.

"Fire!" Quinn yelled. The Tank did what they wanted, it fired as the jump was still in the air. The gunner dind't miss. The enw software was working fine. There were observation cameras everywhere, and undoubtedly this footage of the Tank firing while in mid air would make its way to the next recruiting video.

arrow Divinity Garden, Underground Research Facility


Sam nods. "That's exactly what I was thinking." She rubs her chin as she begins reading the code around it. "It's too deeply embedded into the OS. I can't remove it without causing a headache of a corruption." As she looks at the data encryption more and more, she has another thought. There's a ninety-eight percent chance that removing the interupt algorithm will cause Project K to go berserk. Not a good thing. She shakes her head. "I'll just have to rewrite it...once I get the black-box deciphered."

arrow Divinity Garden, Underground Research Facility


Sam laughs. "That'll depend on what data we get from the black-box. The encryption is much heavier there, so that'll take a while to get into." Heaving a sigh, she leaves a notation to come back to that line of code. Depending on what they find in the black-box, she already has at least two plans of action to adress it. She likes her idea as a primary resort as, well, Shelke said it perfectly. It would be easier. "In anycase, I can't stay on that line for long. I've got to work on making the rest of the OS compatible with Seafoam systems."

arrow Divinity Garden, Underground Research Facility

The more Sam looks at that OS; the more she wonders about back-hacking it and just giving up on some of the code. There are some pieces that are severely fragmented, and it looks like there's a control routine to ensure that Project K, whatever 'it' was before, cannot operate without that line of code she spotted earlier. Furrowing her brow, she rubs the bridge of her nose. As she looks over at Project K, she notices her email box, on her main computer, is blinking. Curious, she opens it and begins reading a few messages. Shaking her head, Sam can only chuckle. It seems she missed a beach party.

Shrugging, she walks over to Project K and runs a hand over 'it'. She is curious where all that damage came from, but she's certain she can repair it. The OS is, surprisingly, well intact. That's going to save some time. She only hopes the decryption program she has running on her experiment "who cares if it blows up" computer. Sam's favorite expression right now seems to be shaking her head and sighing. This project is interesting, but there are so many...questions that just seem to have no answers. Looking down at Project K, she has only one thing to say aloud to 'it'. "So... Resting peacefully?" She has a small smirk on her face, especially as she hears Tsura mew.