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The Frozen Dagger
Topic Started: Oct 1 2007, 05:50 PM (157 Views)
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Teams had been assembled shortly after the previous events ended. Having communicated with the Jupiter Empire their findings, the D.I. were drawn temporarily into intense negotiations, and soon the D.I. had stepped to the top of the negotiations. The bargaining had continued for a good deal of time before one of the many D.I. Representatives had come upon a conclusive agreement in the negotiations.

Now, the white garbed D.I. infantry trudged through the thick snow of Antarctica, their weapons wrapped in white cloth and their faces hidden behind protective masks and vision goggles. Almost none of their skin seemed to be visible, with the exception of fingers and maybe a hand or two. In positions, modified GOUF units waited, bristling with beam weaponry swapped into the original projectile weapon slots to keep up with the ever advancing technology used in modern warfare.

Not too far off, a Belura transport plane had forced a landing in the thick snow, having plowed through many obstacles and forming a small path of destruction leading up to the very point where it remained motionless. While it had gone through hell to land, the process of taking off would be relatively easy, largely because of the craft being undamaged thanks to the thick armor plating that covered the vehicle.

The infantry carried the subject that was due for exchange on a stretcher. Lucien, had been heavily wrapped up in blankets, and given a few sedatives to assure that he would be asleep during the whole meeting. Four soldiers in total carried the single human as a dozen other soldiers served as the escort, moving at a slightly faster pace, but never leaving the subject behind.

Among the group of soldiers, a single figure remained dressed differently from the D.I. contractors an their uniform appearance. Unlike the others, the figure dressed in a cloak, completely hiding her appearance beyond the occasional glimps of crimson red steel below the cloak.
"AIM"
 
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Prior to the actual day of the negotiations, Sulaymaan had been contacted by the DI asking for assistance to assure a smooth run for the negotiations. As a result of Sulaymaan and the DI's mutually beneficial and peaceful relationship, Sulaymaan agreed to lend forces to prevent things from getting out of hand.

Four pilots had been chosen to spearhead the support, and were stationed outside the meeting grounds and some distance off. Of course, they were not the only goodies that Sulaymaan had brought. Due to the fact that Sulaymaan had arrived a few days earlier, any notice of their presence by a group other than the DI would be impossible.

The leading pilot radioed the DI forces, making sure that their support would be known. "Sulaymaan forces have the area covered, you're welcome to proceed with the negotiations."
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Rolling across the vast open land, were three Samson MS carry trucks. From all directions, blinding white snow blanketed the terrain. The squad would have been noticed from miles away, the chains that were wrapped around the large tires ripping up the snow as they continued forward, kicking up a white sheen of powder. On each side of the triangular formation of the transport trucks, on the left and right rear of the triangle, were what would be noticed the most. Two towering behemoths accompanied the transport, the units specially equipped for the particular terrain, snow belts similar to that of a tank connected to their feet. The two Providence Zakus were a Limited Production MS available to the Jupiter Empire, each gripping a beam rifle in their grasp, which were pointed forward, shifting position every now and then as the pilots scoped the area for any threats.


Seated inside the lead transport truck was Lieutenant Jake Volten, his light blue eyes scanning the GPS, watching as the distance numbers between his squad, and their destination closed quickly. While his left hand gripped the steering wheel, his right glid across a keyboard that was installed within the vehicles dash board, opening a Communications link to the rest of the convoy. "Well, boys, were almost there. I'm sure you can see our marks coming into view the same as I can. This is to go smoothly. You have your orders, but I want no unnecessary hostility to come of this. Lets just get it done, and go back to base." When the transport squad got within 50 meters of the D.I pack, LT. Volten opened an all frequencies COM with the D.I. "This is Lieutenant Jake Volten of the Jupiter Empire. We have the requested cargo. Permission to speak with "Steve" please. Please have our Soldier ready for transport."


He let the silence of the communication linger for a moment, and when the transport squad came to a stop twenty meters from the D.I Camp, the beam rifles adjusted position, coming to rest upon the two GOUF units of the other army, the eight DRAGOONS remote weapons on the LPs backpacks breaking away from the machines, totaling sixteen units with various beam weapons, which surrounded the other military force, all pointed at specific targets. As the DRAGOONS got into position, the Lieutenant spoke again. "Please do not be alarmed, this is only for the safety of our squadron. We will not attack. I'm sure you guys have your own measurement of protection, this is ours." After announcing their peace, the drivers side door of the lead Samson Transport truck opened, and LT. Volten stepped out. The machine guns on each of the transport trucks were trained on the others own soldiers that were armed with their own weaponry. Holding both hands up, palms flat to show that he was unarmed, the Lieutenant walked forward, stopping about ten paces in front of his vehicle. Behind him, the transport trucks towered over him, the enormous shells of the back bed section that held the cargo rising over the cabs...
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The multiple soldiers had been prepared for something such as Dragoon pods, though the defenses in the event of hostilities, were to be packed away, away long enough until they got what they wanted and were gone.

"This is Lieutenant Jake Volten of the Jupiter Empire. We have the requested cargo. Permission to speak with "Steve" please. Please have our Soldier ready for transport."

The vehicles chosen for the task of helping move some of the more necessary equipment, had been packed with radios and systems meant to intercept communications. While the information was already being relayed to the D.I. camp that had been partially set up, they still worked to understand exactly what was going on. Within one of the vehicles, the large man dressed in the D.I. uniform issued to most officers, had given off a small chuckle at the statement briefly heard over the radio.

"Looks like they want you sir..."

Steve looked up, his face slowly becoming bathed in the reddish glow of the tactical lighting within the command compartment of the mobile command facility. The vehicle was about the size of the cargo trucks that carried the mobile suit equipment, but instead it had been filled completely with electronic equipment used to monitor the battlefield. When the commander glanced towards the soldier that had been stationed at the communications console, a short grumbled phrase came, his thick brown mustache moving with his lips as he spoke.

"It's about time....though I think I'll finish my hot cocoa first. Don't give a response, just let them wait for a couple of minutes."

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D.I. forces had taken the eight minutes of stall time, to position themselves accordingly. Soldiers had moved into more stealthy locations, their rifles aiming at possible threats, but not towards the J.E. officer or showing signs that they were planning on firing. Transmissions, heavily encrypted to the point where only the intelligence gathering based D.I. could understand, buzzed about radio frequencies.

It was when a few messages repeating a similar phrase, did the side door to the driver's compartment of the Command vehicle opened. Soldiers tightened their grips around the weapons in their grasp, and remained prepared as the officer known as "Steve" came into view. The man had dressed in warm clothes, hiding most of his body except his nose and eyes. His hands remained stuffed in the Russian style winter coat.

The man walked towards the J.E. officer, raising his mitten covered hand into the air to show that he too was unarmed. Behind him, another soldier dressed in a cloak, followed closely.

"I trust you have the parts!" Commander Barselli exclaimed as he trudged through the snow towards Volten. His escort had moved to stand two feet behind him towards his left, giving the appearance that he had an adviser.

"Please be quick, I know we both don't want to be stranded in the snow for too long."
"AIM"
 
Jasper (3:38:30 AM): Blackie stole the cookies from the cookie jar!
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Jasper (3:38:30 AM): Yes you!
Blackjackal FT (3:39:35 AM): Couldn't be!
Jasper (3:38:30 AM): Then who!?
Blackjackal FT (3:39:53 AM): Yoku stole the cookies from the cookie jar!
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I Didn't steal the fucking cookies.


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The pilots in the cockpits of the two Providence Zakus tensed as the D.I started to move, tightening their defense perimeter. The DRAGOONS moved with the advancing movement of the other army, keeping distance to maneuver if there was need for it. A couple minutes later, the main transport unit of the D.I opened up, heavy boots crunching down into the snow, and a man in a heavy coat stepped out. Exiting a few seconds after him, was another cloaked figure, trotting a few feet behind the first person. The first one to exit, whom LT. Volten assumed was this "Steve" character, raised a mitten ed hand, showing that he too, was unarmed. "I trust you have the parts!" the man loudly exclaimed. Then, "Please be quick, I know we both don't want to be stranded in the snow for too long." "That we do. And I trust you have our soldier, unharmed? And Amen to that." Staying where he was, he let the man walk to him. Extending a hand in introduction, the LT said. "I am Lieutenant Jake Volten. If you'll follow me, the cargo is within these trucks."


With that, his other hand, the one that was not extended for introduction, the fingers snapped. On each of the trucks, a door opened on the large transport shells, inviting view of the D.I officer, to take a gander inside, and make sure the parts were up to par. "Ugh, it's bloody cold out here. Would you by chance have any hot coffee? And where is our Soldier?" The men that had exited the other two transport trucks formed a wide ring around the Lieutenant, the D.I officer, and his aid, the safety of their pistols on the "Off" position. Their arms were folded, the hands gripping the pistols facing the outside, pointed at the ground, but ready to be aimed and fired on a moments notice.
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Steve, being a jolly Santa-claus type of person, was thrilled to hear that they had brought the parts. He raised one of the fingerless mittens, and provided a small twirling gesture with his hand. The soldiers nodded, two lowering their rifles and getting from their positions towards the person they had been transporting.

Steve followed Volten, his voice speaking audibly, but garbled by the scarf to the point where some quieter portions were nothing more than mumbles.

"Yes, we've brought your pilot, though we came across something odd...."

The escort followed behind him, details of the figure under the cloak still vivid and barely recognizable. The two went along with Volten to the trucks, where they waited, and witnessed the mobile suit parts being revealed. Bits and pieces, as they had requested, remained uniformly stacked and visible once brought into open view. Steve nodded, then looked towards Volten.

"We're happy that you've brought this. We'll hand over your pilot, and we can both be on our way home."

The two soldiers lifted the cloth covered stretcher that Lucien had been placed upon. Mumbling to themselves about the cold as they started approaching the vehicles.
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Jasper (3:38:30 AM): Blackie stole the cookies from the cookie jar!
Blackjackal FT (3:39:28 AM): Who, me?
Jasper (3:38:30 AM): Yes you!
Blackjackal FT (3:39:35 AM): Couldn't be!
Jasper (3:38:30 AM): Then who!?
Blackjackal FT (3:39:53 AM): Yoku stole the cookies from the cookie jar!
Blackjackal has been banned from the chat by Yoku; Reason:
I Didn't steal the fucking cookies.


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I do apologize for this Bj, but I've been strapped for time lately... Please, if you could, consider the exchange complete... I'd appreciate it.
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