Am in Columbia in South America—wish you were here, angel. Seems all the big drug lords are in one place and having a meeting. I may have to crash the party.
Am in Columbia in South America—wish you were here, angel. Seems all the big drug lords are in one place and having a meeting. I may have to crash the party.
Hello all, said Tarina, our operative Austin has just contacted us and is planning on crashing the party of certain said drug lords in columbia.
Be on the tarmac at o500 hours be dressed for jungle warfare. High risk pay for all of course, see you there, you all know where to go now, right?
Okay everyone the word from the General is that we will be having some fun ridding the world of some drug scumlords. That's all people, until 0500, everyone have fun, say goodbye to your families, it may be a long one.
The General implored, "Try not to harm the women and children. Also, we will blow up the coke factory and its warehouse that are nearby on the estate. It will then be snowing, as like a winter blizzard. Try not to be in it or inhale it or let it land on your tongue. Wait until all the people have run out to see the destruction, as they will be wont to do, as if that does anything, and let them stand around out there awhile, thinking that nothing else is going to happen, until all are present, then…"
Tarina was running back to the main floor of her hideaway, shouting out to her darlings as they stood outside the window's trying not to look inconspicuos, and at the same time carry on a conversation with their mother. They were terribly upset that after just a few short days of their leaf-less mother being back she had to once again take off and disappear into the sunset.
Tarina was getting perturbed, after all, her darlings were not little babies anymore, however she did understand.
Life of an agent is always risky, and they all knew that.
Tarina shouted out her love to her babies, all grown up, and scurried down the stairs to the secret exit/entrance to her home away from home.
As she buckled herself into the top secret vehicle, that could fly through both sea and air, and could also navigate rough mountain terrain as well as pass any racecar on the streets, there was a thought that was niggling at the back of her brain, something she couldn't quite put her finger on. That more than any thing else bothered her, it was things like that that could down an agent in the blink of an eye.
Tarina shook it off, can't let it get to me she thought, as she raced to the rendevous point where they would all join as one on this operation.
Everyone was excited, the air was quite literally, electric with excitement and tension.
The General walked into the front of the "vessle" that was going to take them all to the drug infested coke-lords estate, where unbeknownst to the locals (Yeah right), there was a full fledged underground factory working 24/7, 365 a year, they produced everything that their bandit-tised brains could conjure. Which of course evryone, was one butt load of illegal and illicit drugs.
The General cleared his throat, rather loudly. Here we are comrades, lets load up, the ship, and weapons, and are arses as well, the General laughed, and apologised to his friends, and employees. They all boarded the vessel, oohhing, and ahhing at the wonders of modern technology that was displayed everywhere the eye rested as it roamed about.
While everyone got comfy, and strapped in ,in preparation for the g forces that were about to slam them into their seats. Tarina finally couldn't stand it any longer, and said after some extra loud throat clearing, hey everyone? I need your input on some matters pertaining to our mission. Could everyone give me a run down on what your expected part of the mission is? Just so we're all on the same page here. I also need you all to do a voice record on the panel here beside me for our security entrance program. Without you saying your name into the speaker at the rear door, there will be no getting inside this ship. That will be all, okay now everyone when you are ready, please come up to the front and give me your mission "blueprints".
I Need You
Songwriters: Lee, David Cory; Lane, Tony;
I wanna drink that shot of whiskey
I wanna smoke that cigarette
I wanna smell that sweet addiction on my breath
I wanna ride across West Virginia
In the back seat of a Cadillac
You know some cowboys like me go out like that
So I need you like a needle needs a vein
Like my uncle Joe in Oklahoma needs rain
I need you like a lighthouse on a coast
Like the Father and the Son need the Holy Ghost
I need you
I wanna get lost in some corner booth
Cantina Mexico
I wanna dance to the static of an AM radio
I wanna wrap the moon around us
Lay beside you skin on skin
Make love 'til the sun comes up
'Til the sun goes down again
To all concerned, Austin and I are having a relationship, we seem to be as two peas in a pod, I must admit I never thought this would happen to me, especially in cyber-space, but there is something about him that is irrisistible. I am in cyber-love. I hope I am not bothering anybody by saying this, but spring is in the air, and I definitly am twitterpated....
There was a resonance of straps being latched, and saftey harness's being snapped into place, they had arrived over their destination, and under the cover of night they were going to do a jump, one two jump, one two jump, and so on until just the general was left.
The general told the pilot, veer left, and go down to the coast, we will pick up the special ops agents there....
Bang, they were hit, but thanks to the regenerative properties of the special alloys/synthetic material derived from the common spider, the repair was quickly and efficiently taken care of.
Tarina was down under cover of the vegetation, she and her team were wearing state-of-the-art suits that changed with their surroundings, exactly like that of the chamelion. They had on headgear that had night vision/x-ray/zoom/ and pc's compatable with their thoughts, so when one component was needed it automatically was in use.
They advanced stealthily towards the front of the estate, they had to access the rear entrance to the warehouse to deploy their pins which when the signal was given would level everything in site with a sonic pulse.
Austin was now at Tarina's side, they shared an affectionate kiss, and they both saw it at once-stop!
their was a web of some sort blocking there path, they were almost in....
Austin pulled out his unit and with several deft movements, the web was gone, they dove in and rolled, and slithered out of the direct path of an enemy patrol.
They lay motionless, Tarina was sweating, but grinning like a cheshire cat, this was it!
The Operation
The Garden of the Gods
Analog, Antonio, and Graham
(Greybeard as the door-gunner)
Going in.
"This is for that poor kid in Philadelphia who overdosed."
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