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The Captain kept a stern look on the man as his visual computer transferred his image directly into his vision. His tone was controlled. "Mr. Bane, it's been quite a score months since our last meeting. I hope that you've come to me out of good will, but unfortunetely we aren't in the habit of employing outside assistance."

He pondered for a moment, deciding his course of action. This man worked for his own benefit, money, goods or other. As he wasn't any official part of the MIL, his loyalties could be easily shifted with the right persuasion. Having him on board would be dangerous thought...it was a risk to his crew and his ship that he didn't need. But....he was not a man to turn down a simple request.

Looking up, he answered politely: "Although I am currently carrying out a mission, I'll grant you access on one condition and that is to leave your Mobile Armour off while on board. Just a security mesure, you see..."

Pleased by Felix's proper execution of military procedure, Yuki quickly gave the captain a reply, "At ease, captain. Come forward and sit if you will." Making a sweeping open-handed gesture towards the two seats in front of his desk, Yuki noticed that in the short time the air had cleared dramatically. Without waiting for a physical or verbal response from Felix, Yuki turned and closed the window. So, UPF is even giving genetic modificationees positions of command now. It is to be expected seeing as the art of genetic manipulation has been refined very rapidly.

Turning back to the captain, Yuki gave Felix his mission briefings uninterrupted, "From what I've heard, you seem to be quite the one-man show... Well, this operation is of great importance. Such, you will be the head over an octet force. This mission will be focused more on stealth than on brute force. The array of 7 men under you will have varied capabilities neceassary for completing you task... Your duty is to infiltrate a rumored MIL continental base and retrieve critical information regarding any plans they may have. The fact that MIL is daring enough to attempt to establish a base on our home continent signifies that they must be planning some sort of offensive in the near future... You are to meet with your tactical force on the basement floor of this bulding, Miniware Room #4964... If you have any questions, please inquire now."

Yuki's robes shuffled as he placed his hands at his sides (they were clasped behind him formerly). Hearing Felix's list of valid questions, Yuki smirked before replying, "Ah, some very good questions indeed. The mission will start as soon as you arrive in the area later today. You should be driven in 1 mile from the suspected base, and the undergrowth surrounding should give adquate cover. From that point, you will have 2 hours at the most. Some minor mechanized forces and scouts have been sent to sweep an adjacent sector. It is likely that this will draw MIL's attention, though for what amount of time is uncertain. They won't risk destroying any of our machines due to risk of exposure. Knowing their tactics, they'll most likely sneak around and draw us away to a farther zone."

He paused, realizing that his explanation had been very detailed. Giving ample time for the captain to absorb the information, he proceeded, "Wireless communication will be open. It is imperative that you not reply to our transmissions once inside... The weather in that region is humid but clear... there is a low chance of vehicular enounter, because the operation of mechanized or motorized machines increases their chance of being found... Air rescue will only be provided if more than 4 of your team falls. If you fall, the other men have been isnrtucted to abort immediately. If none of the mentioned occurs and the mission is acomplished, the truck that transported you off should be waiting at your drop-off point..."

Felix's last question, one over which Yuki had sole authority to choose, was a difficult one to decide upon. Finding his answer, he responded, "You will be supplied with equipment, though it will be minimal. Heavy weaponry and un-needed utilities will be left behind... Does that cover everything?"

Yuki stood, thinking about his personal policies regarding information security. He knew that prime information on the mission was to be discolsed on a need-to-know bare-minimum basis. Yuki found it ludicrous to send out soldiers without at least one among their ranks knwoing the full extent of the quest. Such, he was often more open with information in general, a quality which the other generals always disapproved of.

At Felix's comment reagrding vermin, Yuki looked over at the shaft's walls without any suspicion. "I'll call maintinence about that."

((If you consider this a second barge in, I apologize. I had to do something though, because you didn't give me much to work off in terms of landing.))

"A fair condition." Bane answered through his own link, "A fair condition. Shall I board then? I assume any docking bay will do?"

Bane had actually been floating just outside one of the many docking bays of the Albatross, waiting for the final go-ahead. He had received it, so what point in there was waiting? When Alex couldn't find one, he simply headed on in. And to no surprise, he had a rather, "welcoming" greeting.

His welcome party was loaded down with all kinds of weapons, each one of them pointed at him. It more or less amused Bane further, honestly. He found it extremely entertaining that someone would go to such lengths, just to contain one mercenary. Sure, mercenaries could easily be swayed with the right amount of persuasion, but they still had their honor. Ah, what kind of power stereotypes had.

So, he powered down. His armor disappeared, revealing his blue pants and jacket. A white shirt could be seen under the jacket, as well as a necklace with something resembling a dragon attached. And with a smile on his face, he flicked the hair from his eyes so that he could get a better view of the room. Blue, piercing eyes covered the room, taking in every detail. It was an interesting place.

"Now now, boys." Alex spoke to the armed men as if he were talking about the weather, "Calm down. I'm here because your captain said I could. You don't need to worry about me."

Off course, they probably still would. He was sure of it. He still had his sword with him, the Caladbolg. And it was the one thing that Fukumen wouldn't take from him. Bane was pretty sure of that.

Daniel was sat in a waiting transport, holding his rifle across his chest. His men were sat in the other positions, awaiting deployment. He read the groups black operations objectives in his pda and reaffirmed his equipment. The sniper weapon on his back was folded to no larger than a medium sized book. He put on his helmet and heard the crackle of communications.

"Yasume!, Fukumen shouted as he stepped out of the sliding doors and into the docking bay. As speedy as a military command, all guns were taken off of the mercenary, holstered and strapped. Fukumen's steps were slow yet commanding. As he descended each step towards the floor, he spoke in a strong alto voice.

"You'll have to excuse them. Only procedure for those we aren't as familiar with, since you never really know who to trust these days. I hope you didn't find us particularly on purpose, since that would mean that I'm losing my touch." He chuckled, but it was dry. Advancing to nearly 5 feet in front of Bane, he held out his hand in greeting. "I am Fukumen, Captain of the battleship Albatross, free-agent to these waters."

Daniel's crew were over their drop point, the beaches of Peruro. Dutifully, he stood and leapt from the ship first, his grav chute carrying him down , hovering a few feet from the ground before letting him drop at the end. He cocked the rifle as his troops dropped too, along with their supplies. Plasteel pods that would let them bury and make impenetrable shelters in the beaches sand. They got to work constructing their makeshift defenses as light artillery troops arrived with mortars, machine guns and missile launchers. He himslef buried into the sand, patient for the attack.

The phone rang loudly, startling Yuki a bit. Picking up the receiver, he replied to the information, "Yes... All right... That's fine... You needn't fret..." His anger having been lightly kindled by the other's last remakr made him slam down the phone. Standing rapidly, he strode with a professional gait toward the elevator. So, I'll be entering combat again. This should be fun Arriving quickly one floor lower, he made his way to his private store-room. Acquiring he needed supplies after a retinal authorization, he hustled back into his elevator, going to the ground level. He then hopped on a regular elevator and ascended one floor. Emerging, he could clearly see the suspended path to the hangar a few hundred yards away. I never would've thought I'd be the distraction whle somebody else played as the sting. ...and I'm only reinforcements to boot.