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<blockquote data-quote="Mark Chance" data-source="post: 1618753" data-attributes="member: 2795"><p>OOC: Sorry for the hold up. I've had a splitting headache for the past two days. I've got to start drinking heavily so I'll have a reason for this much head pain. As for Mustang Sally and Ghost, please continue being patient. I'll get Mustang Sally into the game very shortly. Ghost will follow soon thereafter. <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite8" alt=":D" title="Big grin :D" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":D" /></p><p></p><p>------</p><p></p><p><strong>Setting:</strong> Port Hueneme, CA, Classified Briefing Room.</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>As if on cue, there is a hiss from the hinges as the other door opens. In strides a tall man with doughy features that still manage to communicate a measure of steel. His name tag and Navy rank insignia identify him as Lieutenant Commander Johnson. PO3 Gaines snaps to attention, but relaxes modestly when Johnson waves him off.</p><p></p><p>"Sorry for keeping ya'll waiting," Johnson says, the Texas drawl prominent in his accent. "I'm Lieutenant Commander Lyndon Johnson. Ya'll can just call me Lyndon." He pauses, quickly sizing up each person present, starting with Lianne, then Bulwark, then Atlas. "I'm glad ta hear say you're willing to do whatever ya can to help, Atlas. Follow me, please. Gaines, you're dismissed."</p><p></p><p>PO3 Gaines exits the room after a crisp, "Yes, sir!" Johnson opens the other door again, steps into the next room, and gestures for you to follow. Once you've done so, he shuts and locks the door. There is a long conference table with four manila folders of paper.</p><p></p><p>"Please be seated," Johnson says. "There is one packet for each of you."</p><p></p><p>You take your seats. Thumbing through the packets, you see newspaper clippings and several declassified military documents, most of which have heavy black lines rendering several sections of text unreadable. All of the papers deal with Japanese incursions into the Aleutian Islands.</p><p></p><p>"If I can have your attention, I'll explain what we need."</p><p></p><p>Johnson goes on to explain that the Japanese, as most everyone knows, has made several unsuccessful attempts to set up military beachheads in the Aleutian Islands near Alaska, probably as the first step to an actual land invasion of the U.S.'s Pacific Northwest as well as parts of Canada. To date, these attempts have been reported unsuccessful.</p><p></p><p>"We want to keep the Japs unsuccessful in the Aleutians," Johnson says. "We think you three plus one other young lady we've contacted can be instrumental in these efforts. The Aleutians present several difficulties for conventional military forces. For this reason, after I was recalled from active duty to return to the Congress, I convinced the President that we needed some unconventional forces. You all's names rose to the top of our list."</p><p></p><p>He pauses to let his words sink in.</p><p></p><p>"If you are truly interested in serving your country, let me know now. I've got all the paperwork we need for you to be enlisted as members of the newly created Department of War's Metahuman Military Detachment. Time is of the essence, but let me emphasize that this is strictly voluntary. If you agree, you'll be deployed to the Aleutians within the next seventy-two hours."</p><p></p><p><strong>Setting:</strong> Port Hueneme, CA, MMD Barracks</p><p></p><p>Mustang Sally, having already received her briefing from Johnson, sits in her spartan quarters in a hangar hastily converted to a combination barracks and mess hall. A copy of her special enlistment papers sits on the cot next to her. Her thoughts undoubtedly include ruminations about what the future of this unprecedented venture will hold.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Mark Chance, post: 1618753, member: 2795"] OOC: Sorry for the hold up. I've had a splitting headache for the past two days. I've got to start drinking heavily so I'll have a reason for this much head pain. As for Mustang Sally and Ghost, please continue being patient. I'll get Mustang Sally into the game very shortly. Ghost will follow soon thereafter. :D ------ [b]Setting:[/b] Port Hueneme, CA, Classified Briefing Room. As if on cue, there is a hiss from the hinges as the other door opens. In strides a tall man with doughy features that still manage to communicate a measure of steel. His name tag and Navy rank insignia identify him as Lieutenant Commander Johnson. PO3 Gaines snaps to attention, but relaxes modestly when Johnson waves him off. "Sorry for keeping ya'll waiting," Johnson says, the Texas drawl prominent in his accent. "I'm Lieutenant Commander Lyndon Johnson. Ya'll can just call me Lyndon." He pauses, quickly sizing up each person present, starting with Lianne, then Bulwark, then Atlas. "I'm glad ta hear say you're willing to do whatever ya can to help, Atlas. Follow me, please. Gaines, you're dismissed." PO3 Gaines exits the room after a crisp, "Yes, sir!" Johnson opens the other door again, steps into the next room, and gestures for you to follow. Once you've done so, he shuts and locks the door. There is a long conference table with four manila folders of paper. "Please be seated," Johnson says. "There is one packet for each of you." You take your seats. Thumbing through the packets, you see newspaper clippings and several declassified military documents, most of which have heavy black lines rendering several sections of text unreadable. All of the papers deal with Japanese incursions into the Aleutian Islands. "If I can have your attention, I'll explain what we need." Johnson goes on to explain that the Japanese, as most everyone knows, has made several unsuccessful attempts to set up military beachheads in the Aleutian Islands near Alaska, probably as the first step to an actual land invasion of the U.S.'s Pacific Northwest as well as parts of Canada. To date, these attempts have been reported unsuccessful. "We want to keep the Japs unsuccessful in the Aleutians," Johnson says. "We think you three plus one other young lady we've contacted can be instrumental in these efforts. The Aleutians present several difficulties for conventional military forces. For this reason, after I was recalled from active duty to return to the Congress, I convinced the President that we needed some unconventional forces. You all's names rose to the top of our list." He pauses to let his words sink in. "If you are truly interested in serving your country, let me know now. I've got all the paperwork we need for you to be enlisted as members of the newly created Department of War's Metahuman Military Detachment. Time is of the essence, but let me emphasize that this is strictly voluntary. If you agree, you'll be deployed to the Aleutians within the next seventy-two hours." [b]Setting:[/b] Port Hueneme, CA, MMD Barracks Mustang Sally, having already received her briefing from Johnson, sits in her spartan quarters in a hangar hastily converted to a combination barracks and mess hall. A copy of her special enlistment papers sits on the cot next to her. Her thoughts undoubtedly include ruminations about what the future of this unprecedented venture will hold. [/QUOTE]
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