Welcome to Gaia! ::

The man was a bit startled. "Oh! Uhh...OK then."
He smiled around. "My name is Joe Simpson. It's a real honor to be accepted here. Who am I to work with?"

((Haha. OK?))

Joe smiled. "Ruki, huh? Very nice to meet you. I'm sure we'll work great together."
He looked to Ike. "Can I get a copy of the mission specs, please? I'd like to know a bit more before we go in." He smiled a little. "And, how do I get a codename? That would be kinda cool."

((Kay, since freebird oficcially is dead/MIA.... I think we should drive the story home...))
Spider sat in his buggy, the hands firmly clentched on the wheel. It was unimmaginable what they had been through.... It must have been tough for his comrades, who had not yet had chance to make certain wrongs right, and to acclimate to his insanity. He looked back, turned on the music,and lit his last smoke, overwatching the burning hell that had become the village.
Most of the rubble had begun when the villagers had realised they where many, and that he was just one insane dude. They had not realised the value of a strong throwing arm,hand grenades, and tranquillizer darts filled with a nearly lethal dose of LSD. It was a sad, sad accident that he had shot both of his comrades with horse tranquillizers, after the guy with the hendrix name had just staired in the air, and the girl had been taken hostage by some psycho-guy thinking a knife to the throat of a young girl could scare him.
He patted his tranquillizer-gun. The darts where not lethal, if fired from a big enough distance. He had hit the would be kidnapper straight in the eye from three meters.
It was better that way, he thought. They where not prepared to have a mission turn into madness, to see the swine with the eyes of a naked gun-crazed slaughterer....
He stepped on his cigarette, and turned towards the buggy. They lay there, sleeping like angels.... From his experience, it was not very good for the memory, but since they had some sanitytaking memorys....
He checked for a regular breathing, a good pulse, and for removed darts....
Then, he stepped into his suit, cleaned his body, and took out a good video camera. He switched it on, and pointed it towards the rubble, and the smoke rising from afar.
"Ok, this is Doc loki speaking, the date is unclear. Have reccieved a call for assistance, only to see that both subjects, a young girl and some mishaps-guy named freebird, had been hold hostage by strange piglike villagers. After negoting in a calm and reasonable manner, I had to use reduced force to free my comrades. A good soldier does not negotiate with either terrorists nor drugfiends. "
he swung around, and pointed the camera at the both of them, sitting in the buggy.
"Yes, of course. Thanks to the heroic effort of the girl the mission target could go into our posession. With that, I end my report. "
He switched off the Camera, nodded, and started the buggy. The best torture would be them waking up in the infirmary, fully knowing what he had done, and no possibility to proove it.
"The best crimes are the ones so bloody disgusting and senseless noone believes them...."
He drove towards the still open gate....

((Hmm. Realizing that Joe joined here made me realize how long it's been since I've even tried.

Am I MIA?))

((if you love my timeskips, then please realise that this is from the point of view of an archfiend of drugs, who's smallest problem is not remembering a few missing hours. But since you love them so mufch, how about one more. ))
Cat was happy, as she slowly clentched her claws into the face of owner, with her simplest puur of joy. She hzad been a little bit pissed when she awoke and found herself locked in a huge boring room, with loads of shiny things. She purred. Shiny things where fun, and moving them from top shelf to the bottom was both very fun and attracted humans in the same time. The other people had been unsupportive about her search of owner, aqnd kept running in the way, and throwing huge not shred-proofed things her way. She just had to give them a scratching. It took about as long as burping up a shoe that tasted very good but made your belly tickle that she found owner again. this time, in a scary wroom, which of course, she had to kill.
She flattened out a bit more, mainly because she enjoyed the rythmic breathing of owner against her full belly. he at least had his way of accepoting her personal dominance, and dominating the people around him.
Like he did to the people that wanted to take her from his face, which was majorly unfair because she had only for sets of claws and could not scratch behind her. She purred again, and looked to the two othewr sleeping forms in the dark white place. One of them, owner had carried on his arms out of the wroom wroom that he had told to go into the wall out of joy of recieving a facehug from his kitty.
She looked over to her. Only some minor sticky things on her body, still not interesting enough to play with. cat knew that there was something between the owner and the girl, but she was unsure about what. Anyways, she did not care. If the girl wanted to take away owner, she would have to be clawproof. And even owner was not.
She looked over to some uninteresting male, who had the same kind of big eyes as owner when he did pills, but a slightly better smell and very light skin. How did owner allways wash up with such strange people?
She stopped her purring to lick her maw and yawn a bit, then she loosened her hold to owners face slightly, and relaxed even more. At least he was here again. She had even kind of missed him a little....
But Just a bit!

Steven entered Ike's office with all of his regular finesse.

The door was lucky to still be on the hinges.

He slammed both his fists and his P-90 down onto the desk, a look of mild derangement taking over his face. "GIVE ME SOMETHING TO DO," he demanded loudly. He paused visibly, then glanced over at Joe. "Do I know you from somewhere?" he asked suspiciously, narrowing his eyes.

((NO. I'M NOT RECYCLING CHARACTERS. SHUT UP. HE WAS HERE FIRST.))

((We're not in an office. We're standing right in front of the door to the Commander's office, which is magically sealed.))