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 Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2008 3:59 pm
"We'd already be moving on so even so we could easily dodge the guards on their way over and why would they, we'll be checking in, in their place whenever needed so that they won't be found until we want them to be." Mike said to Wilde. He then turned to Anatoly. "I guess that'll work then, but I still think that it's a dangerous plan simply because we're announcing our entrance."
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2008 4:05 pm
"Act like you belong, you can get in anywhere. Act like you're an authority figure, you can get in anywhere and everyone can know it - and they won't do anything," Anatoly replied, smiling. "Think about it. Even back at the base, if someone had been a spy and just acted like they belonged, we'd never know. They act like someone you should respect, you treat them as such."
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2008 4:10 pm
"Ok, I trust enough in your skills and experience so we'll go with your plan, mine'll just be a back up if we need it, but we probably won't." He took a deep breath and calmed himself putting on a completely blank face with a hint of arrogance. It was pretty easy for him, it was a common expression of his. He figured it would work well for thier purpose.
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2008 4:16 pm
Wilde nodded and they advanced on the checkpoint.
Wilde immediately took up a position, looking around as though keeping watch. Anatoly was left to talk to the guards.
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2008 4:18 pm
Anatoly straightened out his black shirt and slacks - his preferred type, that he'd grabbed from the "armory" before they'd caught up - and checked his hair a little.
"Look your best and follow my lead," he said, grinning. He turned on his heel, a bored expression on his face, and led them to the checkpoint. Without pausing, he flashed his coin at the checkpoint and continued walking.
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2008 4:21 pm
The guards jumped up. "Hey!" they shouted. "What the hell are you doing? Stop, or we shoot!"
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2008 4:25 pm
((Um...Bayer...Blaine interacted with Nathan.))
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2008 4:26 pm
Mike kept walking without hesitance and grinned. He put his hands in his pockets and put the mysticker against his palm, ready to use it if he needed to.
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2008 4:27 pm
"One moment, boys," Anatoly said, stopping with a sigh, not looking. "Is there a problem? We're on a tight schedule, kid," Anatoly groaned, leaning casually on the glass wall between him and the guard.
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2008 4:31 pm
"What's your business here? Let me see some ID," said the obviously new young man.
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2008 4:39 pm
"We need to investigate possible misappropriation of funds," Anatoly replied. He displayed the coin again, carved tails side facing the guard. "Ithaca Group, Team 2. Are we done here?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2008 4:45 pm
The young guard looked extremely flustered. "Uhh...listen, you don't have authorization to go in there. I'm gonna need to call my Supervisor." He went for a phone on the desk.
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2008 4:50 pm
"Don't bother," Anatoly snapped. "If you don't know what I'm talking about, he won't either, and we need to talk to the quartermaster here, anyway. Where is he?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2008 4:53 pm
Mike rolled his eyes and pulled his hand out of his pocket, running it through his hair, well keeping the mysticker conceiled. His other hand layed at his side ready to grab for one of his knives in case it was needed. He then waited for the man's response.
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2008 4:57 pm
The man was clearly out of his depth. "I...uhh...I'll have my Supervisor take you to the QM." He picked up the phone and dialed, waiting for a response.
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