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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Keia" data-source="post: 922994" data-attributes="member: 98">Zellers looked up from reading his paper to see a couple more Geo Corps white collars enter the club.  Surprised as always that the stiff, white collars could even find an unmarked club on the island.  Providing security for the club was Karl's off-time job.  The women, screened and certified as best as Geo Corps could (which was damn good) were a mix of locals and exotics.  Exotics, Zellers thought grinning, Exotics were blondes and redheads when the club is an island paradise.Zellers was never quite sure who he was providing security for: the women or the Geo Corps white collars.  Probably the white collars since Geo Corps was his full time job.  Eighteen years in the corps and here he was today, sitting at the door to a 'gentlemans' club reading newpapers, including what passed for the National Enquirer.  Full of information, the 'Enquirer' (printed from on-line because Karl liked to read a 'paper') often had clues on various supers activity, once you got past the she's having his baby stories.  So Karl was still 'on the job' while relaxing.Standing at an even six foot, Karl was dressed as a local, wearing a colorful shirt and cargo shorts.  Deeply tanned and wrinkled from years of exposure and entertainment, Karl's hair was thinning but it was difficult to notice as he keep it buzzed short.  The X9, his personal weapon of choice was within arm's reach, currently disguised as a walking stick with the new image enhancer currently attached to it.Karl scanned the room again looking for potential trouble.  Seeing a white shirt starting to get out of hand, Karl sighed.  Getting up out of the chair and leaning on the 'walking stick for support' Karl was interrupted on his walk over to 'calm' the white collar down when his phone rang.  Putting the earpiece to his ear Karl heard, "Zellers, this is Control. There's been a general call-up of Team 6. All personal are requested to meet in Briefing Room Sierra in fifteen minutes."  To apparently no one, Karl replied, "Understood, on the way."A motion to the bartender and some miltary hand signals passed, updated the bartender on his status and the protential trouble.  Karl then made his way to the briefing room.</blockquote>

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