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"Can I keep my 'nadecoat?" Cado asked. "It works better for my armaments than agentcoats do."

"Inside of it? Hmmm... probably. It'd take a bit of work, but I, I think it's worth it for having the grenades readily available," Cado replied slowly.

“Coats? Coats? Coats.”

A strange man who had been leaning against one of the walls emerged from the darkness. He looked a bit scary and strange. He was not dressed like a soldier in the slightest. His clothes were like that out of some kind of strange fashion magazine. He adjusted his cream colored tie and then his orange tinted glasses, brushing off some blond hair that was in his face.

“I don’t care what coat I’m wearing, as long as this one is under it.”

The man turned and put his left foot up onto one of the chairs in the front row and looked over at them starring each one of them down one on one. He lifted his foot from the chair and scratched his clean shaven chin.

“Oh I guess I haven’t introduced us yet. I’m Ivan Drake. You can call me Bloodlust. And these are the girls.” Ivan lifted both hands up into the air and flicked his wrists at the same time. “Molly,” he pointed with his left hand. “And Sue,” he pointed with the other. “And don’t get on my bad side or I might have to clean the girls off again. They always get so dirty.”

Ivan let out a small cackle and then stood there licking the blades attached to the leather compartments under his jacket sleeves not paying any attention to the others.

Cado's communicator snapped to life. Hades expressed concern, his best wishes, and a sort of 'I had to.' Apparently some political process was involved. The important thing was that Cado had every right to kill (although better to capture) him if he went off the rocker. Hades was aware he was a liability, but he couldn't let him prance around either and he needed to keep him busy.

"Yes, this is Agent Drake. He'll be joining your team," Hades informed them. Alyx cringed visibly.

With a quick flick of the wrists both blades retracted into their slots as Ivan moved his hands down and made a quick bow. He rose back up and adjusted his glasses once again as his face twitched a little bit. He leaned down and grabbed a chair sitting towards the others but away from Hades.

“I can assure you the pleasure is all mine.”

Ivan reached into his coat and pulled out a small nail file and began to sharpen his nails once again not paying any attention. He leaned back looking behind himself.

“I actually have a question. This isn’t some pretend mission like the one the rest of the team was on prior to this one is this? I read the files quite thoroughly and I must say, if I don’t get to kill anyone I might get bored.”

"This is 'real', Agent Drake. I will no longer be in control of most variables. You'll be in charge down there, and I'll be in contact. In fact, I'm definitely issuing our merc friends earpieces to stay in touch this time around." Hades shifted. "I want one thing to be clear. No more lies. I only did it the once to test you. Now you trust me. Okay?"

Hades leaned back, unimpressed. "Just keep a sharp ear out for me, will you? Communicators constantly active, there's no threat in us being found out. You'll stand out as is, so we're not worrying about hiding."

"Team 015 was already briefed, and is being deployed already. As for the P-90, no, that's not optional. You may retain your current armament, but I want you to be carrying something automatic. If you'd prefer an Uzi, a Glock 18, we can provide you with something, even an MP5, but the P-90 is what I'd really like to give you. Use it on single fire, it has a sight.

"Good thing to hear your mercenaries will be online - we can deploy them directly with you. Just make sure they know they shouldn't be carrying around massive weapons. Badly concealed, fine, but nothing huge and automatic, like a chaingun. "