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Post by Jasline on Jan 3, 2022 21:12:09 GMT -6
Jasline screams loudly as the man is apparently enjoying this just a little too much. She DID tell them all she was hearing that song ......... that frakkin song! She continued kicking and struggling as hard as she could. If she could just wiggle away from this meanie she could run! Run far! Run fast!
She was coming to realize that this situation was for real and no help was coming to aid her. She sniffed her runny nose and held up her head as best she could defiantly and announced "I want a lawyer. I'm not sayin another word til I get my lawyer. You all can go straight to hell" as he yanked her to her feet she wanted so bad to hurt him. She opted for a swift kick to his shin. Which made him wince at least and she tried hard not to smile.
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Post by Sirolk on Jan 3, 2022 23:16:16 GMT -6
Reaching for J's hand I notice out of the corner of my eye the President's aide coming out of a side room with a cup. My minds attention fully on J I don't notice the aide pull out a knife. But when the President screamed that sure got my attention. Time seemed to slow down as the lovely aide stabbed the President a 2nd time. My body started turning. The President is stabbed again. Moving forward. Not quick enough. I've slacked on my PT and it's showing. Thrax moves into my sight. He shouts at me... He tackles Jasmine and kicks the knife away. I'm at McPherson's side. My hands clamp down on the wounds as best I can as time speeds back up. I scream out... "Medic. We need a medic in here stat! Marines assist Thrax and secure that woman! Where the frak are the medics!"There's so much blood, she must have hit the jugular. We have get the President to sickbay now! Her pulse speeds up as the blood starts pooling around us... "I want a lawyer. I'm not sayin another word til I get my lawyer. You all can go straight to hell"
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Post by Medical Staff on Jan 4, 2022 12:04:07 GMT -6
"Medic. We need a medic in here stat! Marines assist Thrax and secure that woman! Where the frak are the medics!" The Medical Team come rushing to the scene. The head EMT takes over from Sirolk. "I got it from here, Sir" he says as he begins to apply a pressure bandage to the woman's neck. While he is tending to her wounds his other team members start an IV of Ringers and monitor her blood pressure. Others bring in a gurney and they all work together to get the President on the gurney. "We are taking her to surgery." and as quickly as they all appeared they have left. Taking the President to what they claim to be surgery. Where are they actually taking her is the question? |
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Post by Jasline on Jan 4, 2022 12:08:24 GMT -6
"Marines if she says one more word, shoot her!"
Jasline is absolutely shocked by these words. Shoot her! SHOOT HER!!! What the hell??? she continued to struggle until the medical people come in. She watched with a glimmer of a smile as they applied pressure to her neck and then took her away. At least her mission had been somewhat successful. |
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Post by Gen. Jack Thrax on Jan 4, 2022 17:12:10 GMT -6
"Marines if she says one more word, shoot her!"
Jasline is absolutely shocked by these words. Shoot her! SHOOT HER!!! What the hell??? she continued to struggle until the medical people come in. She watched with a glimmer of a smile as they applied pressure to her neck and then took her away. At least her mission had been somewhat successful. Picking her up, he handed her off to the Marines as the medical team came in as well for the President; "We should keep a guard on the President..." pausing mid sentence as conflicting reports started coming in. SFs, Terran and Colonial Marines fighting both on the ground both here and Kobol. Even more, the Titan had gone silent? What was going on? Turning to Tyson, they needed to get control of this situation as the Marine handed out weapons for protection; "Take loyal SFs and get to the Titan. I feel like Kona was more involved than what she led on but we need to either lock down this base or become mobile," tucking the pistol to the back of his pants for he now knew nowhere was truly safe. |
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Post by Jasline on Jan 4, 2022 21:02:22 GMT -6
Picking her up, he handed her off to the Marines as the medical team came in as well for the President; "We should keep a guard on the President..." pausing mid sentence as conflicting reports started coming in. SFs, Terran and Colonial Marines fighting both on the ground both here and Kobol. Even more, the Titan had gone silent? What was going on? Turning to Tyson, they needed to get control of this situation as the Marine handed out weapons for protection; "Take loyal SFs and get to the Titan. I feel like Kona was more involved than what she led on but we need to either lock down this base or become mobile," tucking the pistol to the back of his pants for he now knew nowhere was truly safe. Jasline had a hard time not smiling as Thrax handed her over to the Marines! {Oh YES! The Marines!!! Little does he know that they are all part of the Grand Scheme that is unfolding right before his very eyes.} She decided it to be in her best interest to at least physically protest and pulled away from the Marine holding her arm. With glaring eyes she could hardly wait til they were outside and out of ear shot of the room where the 'incident' just went down. She whispered to the Marine Guard "did the Legion send you for me?" |
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Post by Sergeant Lewis on Jan 4, 2022 21:54:35 GMT -6
She whispered to the Marine Guard "did the Legion send you for me?" Eyes straight ahead and all business I escort the perp out of the room and into the outer area. We walk down the narrow hallway and turn the corner. Out of sight, I finally speak "yes, I'm here at the request of the Legion. I'm to get you to safety. Just to maintain our cover I will be leaving the cuffs on til we are in the humvee that's waiting topside"We enter the stairwell and the elevator takes us up many levels and away from the bunker and all who are in it. Once topside we step out into the bright sunlight and hiding behind some tall bushes I take off her cuffs. We run for the waiting humvee and disappear from view. |
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Post by Gen. William Tyson on Jan 5, 2022 5:49:11 GMT -6
Jasline is absolutely shocked by these words. Shoot her! SHOOT HER!!! What the hell??? she continued to struggle until the medical people come in. She watched with a glimmer of a smile as they applied pressure to her neck and then took her away. At least her mission had been somewhat successful. Picking her up, he handed her off to the Marines as the medical team came in as well for the President; "We should keep a guard on the President..." pausing mid sentence as conflicting reports started coming in. SFs, Terran and Colonial Marines fighting both on the ground both here and Kobol. Even more, the Titan had gone silent? What was going on? Turning to Tyson, they needed to get control of this situation as the Marine handed out weapons for protection; "Take loyal SFs and get to the Titan. I feel like Kona was more involved than what she led on but we need to either lock down this base or become mobile," tucking the pistol to the back of his pants for he now knew nowhere was truly safe. Surprised by these events, blood still pooled on the ground as he listened to the flash message coming from the SFs in the city: Be advised. Majority of Colonial Marines are working with the Legion. Friendly forces have been identified but say again Colonial Marines are not friendly. This was concerning since Marines had taken both the President off to surgery and took the assistant away. Dropping the magazine from the pistol, it was empty which was far past a fighting chance as he set it aside; "Frakkin Marines," thinking on how to approach the situation since his own SFs aren't enough to take the city or hold this point, "Titan can protect itself. Right now, surviving is the key and I suspect the Cylons will use the chaos to take Terra." |
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Post by J Castorious, CMC (Ret) on Jan 6, 2022 19:56:44 GMT -6
J had barely been inside the Bunker when all hell broke loose. The President's Assistant had stabbed the President and there was chaos everywhere. J stood there, taking in the scene. Tyson seemed all too pleased with the situation but then again, it could just be his imagination. The fact the Marines had been compromised was of major concern to J. Fortunately, he personally knew of the detachment that was with him.
Motioning to Sasha, J pointed at the Marines taking the President to off to wherever, knowing they hadn't yet managed to leave the compound. J knew Sasha and her team would have no qualms with shooting ANYONE who got in their way, Marines included. J walked over to Tyson and nodded towards the exit.
"General Tyson, I think perhaps it's time to leave this facility. I'm sure by now you realize how fruitless it is for all of us to be in one frakking place. My Marine team will be taking control of the President and well, the Marines with her right now won't be Marines in a few minutes."
The sounds of gunfire outside confirmed what J had said. a message over his comm unit further verified that.
"President is secure, but the Assistant managed to escape, heading to the University Medical Center, out."
The fact the Presidential Assistant escaped was disappointing as J would've loved to be the one to put a bullet right behind her left ear. Perhaps later he would get the chance.
J pondered who was in charge of the government right now. There had not been a Vice-President named for several years, the last one being Ben Little when he was J's VP. Ben never named one when he took the reigns of power and it had stayed that way until present day. J had tried to get Carlie to name a VP but she never could come up with a person she could actually trust. The Secretary of Defense, Marlo Landoria, was nowhere to be found. The woman was notorious for always being absent. If they were all lucky, she had been killed hiding out at her mountain retreat east of the city.
As a former President, both himself and Sirolk could be tapped to step into the role. Personally, J had no desire to do so and he was pretty certain Sirolk felt the same way. However, SOMEONE had to be in charge and it had to be soon, before the public really panicked. The media always had a knack of finding stuff out at the worst possible moment and could always be counted on to sow the seeds of discontent.
Turning back to Tyson, J motioned around the room.
"I'd feel a lot better if these SF types weren't so numerous here. Any chance of your SpecOp types coming into play?"
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Post by Gen. William Tyson on Jan 6, 2022 23:21:49 GMT -6
"General Tyson, I think perhaps it's time to leave this facility. I'm sure by now you realize how fruitless it is for all of us to be in one frakking place. My Marine team will be taking control of the President and well, the Marines with her right now won't be Marines in a few minutes." "I'd feel a lot better if these SF types weren't so numerous here. Any chance of your SpecOp types coming into play?" Thinking, Tyson didn't come to Terra with a large force considering he came to answer to the President and check on his home. Thus, in transit, only brought enough for personal security but remembered that an Admiral had a large force of SFs which with the sleeper Marines is less than previously stated. Speaking to Castorious, he kept his arms crossed as he noticed his SFs waiting at the elevator; "I have twelve men who make up my personal guard but we should attempt to hold on to thus government so I will split my personal guard with you and Sirolk while myself and Jack head up to the Titan." |
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Post by J Castorious, CMC (Ret) on Jan 7, 2022 13:29:26 GMT -6
J listened to Tyson and his thoughts quickly ran over who in SpecOps he knew of and where were they (Ersea most likely). Then it hit him! Of course, the Judge, her Judicial Constabulary personnel. Of course, they would be busy guarding the Government Building across the compound. Still, he was certain she could spare some of them t help in securing this place. J glanced at his shoes and realized he was wearing sneakers, which explained why his feet were sore. Looking back up at Tyson, he glanced at the entry and saw one of Sasha's marines, a young woman. She gave J a thumbs up and stood at the entry, her weapon at the ready. Looking back at Tyson, J replied to the man.
"I do appreciate that General, between the few Marines with me and your people, plus if I can get some of Judge Schwein's people over here, we should be able to fend off any dedicated attacks. At this point though, it's getting hard to tell who you can trust. Fortunately, from experience, I know SpecOps can always be trusted, especially when you don't think they can."
J knew who he would love to have here right about now but he had no idea where that person was.
J walked over to Sirolk and smiled.
"So, someone needs to take over while the President is out of commission. Line of succession would put that into the lap of the Secretary of Defense but she is MIA, so I believe we need to find the Secretary of Agriculture or any Secretary who is still alive."
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Post by Sirolk on Jan 16, 2022 15:44:12 GMT -6
The President was recovered & secure, but that damn secretary somehow managed to escape. And now unconfirmed reports were coming in that the Marines and SF's were killing each other? It was unsure who could be trusted. I swore I even heard something briefly about Council assassinations? It was like the entire planet just decided to all go crazy at the same time. What the frak was going on here? And how were the Cylons involved in this? Cause I'm sure they are! "So, someone needs to take over while the President is out of commission. Line of succession would put that into the lap of the Secretary of Defense but she is MIA, so I believe we need to find the Secretary of Agriculture or any Secretary who is still alive." |
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Post by Gen. Jack Thrax on Jan 16, 2022 20:37:26 GMT -6
Standing beside the desk as he listened to the two men talk, Jack noticed an alert on his tactical pad as he browsed through the updates. Council killed. Handful of SFs turned sides and...Titan secure? Michael you bastard, chuckling for it meant another option opened. They could end the fighting with a threat and one both sides can support. Picking up his jacket, he turned to Sirolk and J as he slipped on his coat; "Nominate both of you, been awhile since there was a bi-leadership. Going to go up to the Titan and get Plan B started," nodding to Tyson as he started his way out of the bunker. |
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Post by Sirolk on Jan 19, 2022 1:45:39 GMT -6
Dual leadership, hmm...
"What do you think he meant by Plan B?"
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Post by Gen. William Tyson on Jan 19, 2022 13:35:24 GMT -6
Dual leadership, hmm... "What do you think he meant by Plan B?"Watching Jack leave the room, William crossed his arms as he spoke to Sirolk; "Knowing Jack its going to require us to flip on those filters and hunker down," pulling out a chair as he took a seat. |
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