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Modern/Delta Green - The Beginning of the End (COMPLETED)
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<blockquote data-quote="talien" data-source="post: 4326483" data-attributes="member: 3285"><p><strong>Grey Matter: Part 3b – The Alien</strong></p><p></p><p>A dark-haired man wearing glasses in a black suit entered, followed by a pretty blonde in a pencil skirt and two security thugs in gray suits and sunglasses. The door whisked shut behind them.</p><p></p><p>“Doctor Van Oberschmeier,” he said, brushing past Goodrich. “Who iz this?”</p><p></p><p>“That’d be Doctor Chan,” said Goodrich, careful to avoid saying his full name. “I’m surprised you don’t know him.”</p><p></p><p>Oberschmeier smiled. “Of course, of course. I just didn’t recognize him from his picture.” </p><p></p><p>Oberschmeier’s blonde assistant scribbled notes furiously behind him. One of the security guards plopped a medical kit on the other side of the room. The assistant took out plastic gloves and snapped them onto Oberschmeier’s outstretched hands.</p><p></p><p>“Are you done inspecting ze corpse, Herr Doctor?” he asked, looking Jim-Bean up and down.</p><p></p><p>“Not yet,” said Jim-Bean. “But my preliminary observations indicate that this is nothing more than a movie prop. A very advanced movie prop, but a movie prop nonetheless.” </p><p></p><p>“I’ll be ze judge of dat,” snapped Obeschmeier. “My specialty is pulmonary and circulatory systems.” He took hold of the corpse’s wrist and lifted it. </p><p></p><p>“Sure, right. I think—“</p><p></p><p>“Tell me, Herr Doctor. As a plastic surgeon you must know something about ze pulmonary system. Have you found any evidence of capillaries in ze fingertips?” He held up the three-fingered hand.</p><p></p><p>Jim-Bean lowered his mask. “That’s a trick question. It’s a dummy. It doesn’t have a circulatory system.”</p><p></p><p>“Oh quite ze contrary. I see evidence here dat it does indeed have such a system—“</p><p></p><p>BEEP-BEEP, went somebody’s cistron.</p><p></p><p>Jim-Bean looked at Hammer. Hammer shrugged at Jim-Bean. They had both put their cistrons on vibrate. And yet there was a distinctive ring to their cistrons that was unmistakable.</p><p></p><p>BEEP-BEEP.</p><p></p><p>Oberschmeier looked at his assistant.</p><p></p><p>BEEP-BEEP.</p><p></p><p>“Is somebody going to get that?” asked Goodrich in irritation. </p><p></p><p>BEEP-BEEP.</p><p></p><p>Oberschmeier cleared his throat and nodded at the assistant. She reached into the bag and clicked something. The beeping stopped.</p><p></p><p>“I’m afraid I’m going to have to ask you all to hand over any communication devices. Part of our security procedure.”</p><p></p><p>Hammer and Jim-Bean dutifully handed over their cistrons. One of Oberschmeier’s men fished out four identical communicators and handed them over to Goodrich.</p><p></p><p>Goodrich peered at the cistrons. “Hey, you all have the same cell phones…”</p><p></p><p>Oberschmeier reached into his suit jacket and drew a pistol, pointing it at Jim-Bean. “Figures Sprague would send his people in to clean up his own little mess.”</p><p></p><p>In a flash, Goodrich’s pistol was out, aimed at Oberschmeier. </p><p></p><p>Oberschmeier’s guards drew their pistols and pointed at Jim-Bean and Hammer.</p><p></p><p>Goodrich’s security guard drew his pistol and shakily aimed it from one man to the other.</p><p></p><p>Oberschmeier’s assistant drew a pistol and pointed at the guard. </p><p></p><p>Jim-Bean cowered behind the folding table. “What is wrong with you people?!”</p><p></p><p>Hammer drew his pistol and aimed it at the alien corpse. “Everybody calm down or I shoot it.”</p><p></p><p>Goodrich’s brow was furrowed, still trying to figure out what the hell was going on. “You’ve got to be kidding…”</p><p></p><p>“I don’t like to kill team members,” said Oberschmeier, “but I will if you don’t put the gun down in the next five seconds.”</p><p></p><p>“I bet your superiors will be pissed when they find out you killed a Grey,” replied Hammer.</p><p></p><p>Obserchmeier laughed. “You can’t kill what’s already—“ </p><p></p><p>Then the Grey sat up.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="talien, post: 4326483, member: 3285"] [b]Grey Matter: Part 3b – The Alien[/b] A dark-haired man wearing glasses in a black suit entered, followed by a pretty blonde in a pencil skirt and two security thugs in gray suits and sunglasses. The door whisked shut behind them. “Doctor Van Oberschmeier,” he said, brushing past Goodrich. “Who iz this?” “That’d be Doctor Chan,” said Goodrich, careful to avoid saying his full name. “I’m surprised you don’t know him.” Oberschmeier smiled. “Of course, of course. I just didn’t recognize him from his picture.” Oberschmeier’s blonde assistant scribbled notes furiously behind him. One of the security guards plopped a medical kit on the other side of the room. The assistant took out plastic gloves and snapped them onto Oberschmeier’s outstretched hands. “Are you done inspecting ze corpse, Herr Doctor?” he asked, looking Jim-Bean up and down. “Not yet,” said Jim-Bean. “But my preliminary observations indicate that this is nothing more than a movie prop. A very advanced movie prop, but a movie prop nonetheless.” “I’ll be ze judge of dat,” snapped Obeschmeier. “My specialty is pulmonary and circulatory systems.” He took hold of the corpse’s wrist and lifted it. “Sure, right. I think—“ “Tell me, Herr Doctor. As a plastic surgeon you must know something about ze pulmonary system. Have you found any evidence of capillaries in ze fingertips?” He held up the three-fingered hand. Jim-Bean lowered his mask. “That’s a trick question. It’s a dummy. It doesn’t have a circulatory system.” “Oh quite ze contrary. I see evidence here dat it does indeed have such a system—“ BEEP-BEEP, went somebody’s cistron. Jim-Bean looked at Hammer. Hammer shrugged at Jim-Bean. They had both put their cistrons on vibrate. And yet there was a distinctive ring to their cistrons that was unmistakable. BEEP-BEEP. Oberschmeier looked at his assistant. BEEP-BEEP. “Is somebody going to get that?” asked Goodrich in irritation. BEEP-BEEP. Oberschmeier cleared his throat and nodded at the assistant. She reached into the bag and clicked something. The beeping stopped. “I’m afraid I’m going to have to ask you all to hand over any communication devices. Part of our security procedure.” Hammer and Jim-Bean dutifully handed over their cistrons. One of Oberschmeier’s men fished out four identical communicators and handed them over to Goodrich. Goodrich peered at the cistrons. “Hey, you all have the same cell phones…” Oberschmeier reached into his suit jacket and drew a pistol, pointing it at Jim-Bean. “Figures Sprague would send his people in to clean up his own little mess.” In a flash, Goodrich’s pistol was out, aimed at Oberschmeier. Oberschmeier’s guards drew their pistols and pointed at Jim-Bean and Hammer. Goodrich’s security guard drew his pistol and shakily aimed it from one man to the other. Oberschmeier’s assistant drew a pistol and pointed at the guard. Jim-Bean cowered behind the folding table. “What is wrong with you people?!” Hammer drew his pistol and aimed it at the alien corpse. “Everybody calm down or I shoot it.” Goodrich’s brow was furrowed, still trying to figure out what the hell was going on. “You’ve got to be kidding…” “I don’t like to kill team members,” said Oberschmeier, “but I will if you don’t put the gun down in the next five seconds.” “I bet your superiors will be pissed when they find out you killed a Grey,” replied Hammer. Obserchmeier laughed. “You can’t kill what’s already—“ Then the Grey sat up. [/QUOTE]
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