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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Keia" data-source="post: 955990" data-attributes="member: 98">Seymour Johnson Air Force Base Main EntranceGoldsboro, North Carolina1:55pm, Late Spring 2003The MP’s laugh continued a moment or two more . . . at least until he saw the man sitting next to Lt. Reed laughing as well.  In a serious and aggressive tone, the MP said, “Ma’am, the next place you’ll see Lt. Donovan is the stockade or at least a military court-martial.  Who wants to talk with him?”  The MP asked as he looked back into the vehicle.  Only one MP was currently watching the two occupants of the upside down sedan.“Well, officer, I have a Lt. General formerly of the Russian military with me – something about a military investigation and national security.  I’m supposed to pick up Donovan and have both of them on a flight back to the Pentagon ASAP.  I don’t think General Rand is going to care about something minor when national security’s at stake.  I have him on speed dial if you want to confirm that with him personally,” Reed offered.  Her calm nonchalance and name dropping seemed to have a significant impact on the MP.“I don’t know ma’am – we’re to detain Lt. Donovan for General Bauer . . .” the MP said slowly. “Alright, officer – if you think it’s best to interfere with an investigation and a matter of national security,” Reed said as she pulled out her cell phone.  “I’ll just need your name for my call to General Rand.The MP had a look of real indecision on his face.  A glance to either of the other MP’s brought shrugs and quick looks away – giving responsibility to the gruff, uncertain MP.The MP looked into the sedan and motioned to Donovan, “Get out of here.”  He motioned to Lt. Hearst who was just working his way out of the sedan.  “You, sir, are staying here to answer some questions.”Not allowing a moment for the MP’s to gather themselves, Lt. Donovan gathered his gear and hopped into the back of his second Air Force black sedan – hopefully with better results.  Within fifteen seconds the sedan was on the way down the road.“Lt. Donovan, I presume?” Lt. Reed asked of the newcomer.OOC: Ilianov, Donovan</blockquote>

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