Topic: Bayerisch Eisenstein/Železná Ruda: Back in the ČSSR

Tuesday, June 2, 1981, 0530 Central European Summer Time, Bayerisch Eisenstein, Bavaria, West Germany

The small Bavarian village of Bayerische Eisenstein would have been arguably ignored by many travellers where it not for the fact that lay right next to the border with Czechoslovakia. Like right next to it. The town's railway station had the Iron Curtain literally going right through it, with Deutsche Bundesbahn trains stopping at a buffer stop just before the frontier. The station building had walls inside it. However, this was not a rail frontier - the line had always been a relatively minor one and the Czechoslovaks had ripped up the tracks on the other side back in 1953, with their trains terminating at the next community over, Železná Ruda.

As the three vehicle convoy approached the frontier after a three and a half hour journey delayed by the fact, a sign warned John, as the American and all of them more generally, that they were about to enter enemy territory:

US FORCES PERSONNEL
HALT
1KM TO CZECHOSLOVAKIA
DO NOT PROCEED WITHOUT AUTHORITY

Before proceeding with authority, the thought occurred to Emily Frostwood that might be a rather good idea to get something to eat in the village. Communist bloc border checks could easily go longer than some movies and it was best not to do them hungry.

So, it was time for the condemned to eat their last meal...

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Amberly had done her book burning. So sitting in the shotgun seat of the car she watched the signs go by and mentally prepared herself for the job ahead.

"Darling" Emily called as she leaned from against the window to Mark's shoulder.

"We should probably eat. Some manner of food"

-Emily and Amberly

"I know what you're thinking. "Did he fire six shots or only five?" Well to tell you the truth in all this excitement I kinda lost track myself. But being this is a .44 Magnum, the most powerful handgun in the world and would blow you head clean off, you've gotta ask yourself one question: "Do I feel lucky?" Well, do ya, punk?" -Harry Callahan

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Lucy had riding a motorbike of course, having to concentrate more on that as she'd headed up the Bavarian roads towards the Czechoslovakian border.

However, as she slowed for the approach to the last village in the free world, thoughts about the land she was about to enter flowed through her mind. She had visited the Communist bloc on a number of occasions, both for private and intel business. One such notable trip had been when she'd been to the World Festival of Youth and Students in East Berlin eight years earlier with a group of her students when she'd been a Graduate Teaching Assistant, as part of Section 91's monitoring of that events. The tune of "Moscow Nights" now came back into her head.

Lucy Kovak's last trip to Czechoslovakia had been in 1970, shortly after her recruitment by the RCMP's Security Service. She'd travelled round Europe by rail, spending two days in Prague. It was a lovely city - for a few days at any rate - but once you crossed the Iron Curtain, things got very different. Little in terms of advertising except for Communism. Far fewer cars. And more poverty, especially when you got down into Romania or Bulgaria...

She longed for the day that she could visit these countries without all this rigmarole and when they were free of their Moscow-aligned rulers. Would that day come though? Or would they all perish in nuclear fire first?

- GM

OOC: Can everyone please let me know what name their character will be using on their documents?

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Mark had been enjoying the way the Mercedes handled on the road. It'd also been a bit of a nostalgia trip, as he'd been stationed in the western part of Germany a few years ago. It had been odd; he couldn't imagine living in a divided country.

Then again, Scotland had been under English rule for centuries, and his family had no problem living under the rule of another country. Mark had to wonder at times, though, why all the North Sea oil money seemed to disappear into the black hole of London.

Emily's voice pulled him out of his reverie.

"Aye love, we'd best stop." He coughed. "And I'll stop pretending I'm Scottish. Now, if we're asked, it's Mark and Emily Burnside on holiday, we won a voucher for a holiday from one of those women's magazines."

-Mark Catesby

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Fortunately, their documentation had already covered a hotel booking in Brno, so that was one issue dealt with when the guards asked. It would also remove them from the requirement to change money at the border, but it would probably be useful to get some of the local currency themselves.

The sun had risen about half an hour earlier, but much of the village was still asleep, so the only place open was an American-style roadside diner going by the name of Bernie's, with a red neon sign that hadn't yet been turned off and a hot pink Cadillac parked in the lot that seemed to have escaped from Thunderbirds.

The three vehicles parked in the car park, Lucy getting off her motorbike and walking over to Mark as he got out.

"Hmph", she grunted, "If I was coming from the eastern bloc and that was one of the first things I saw once I'd crossed the border, I'd turn right around and go back... seriously, why can't the Americans do subtle?"

She started to walk towards the entrance. A faint echo of pop music could be heard from the entrance as a dark-haired woman dressed in a green jack walked out of the diner.

"Guten Morgen! Sie Menschen in der Tschechoslowakei geht auch? [Good morning! You people going to Czechoslovakia as well?]"

- GM, who has just started on Stranger Things

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John got out of the car and opened the door for Amberly, watching quietly as he heard the Canadian express her displeasure of the Diner. Holding his tongue as to not blow his cover. But thinking to himself some rather unpleasant things.

Over all this trip had been FUBAR since they'd gotten over here. It was making him wish he was in Vietnam once again

-John

At MCAS Miramar, drowning in Pilots and Sun

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Mark caught the look on the American's face - rather similar to his regimental Sergeant Major right before Mark ended up doing latrine duty or jail time. He'd have to speak with the Canadian.

He and Emily walked into the restaurant, where a dark haired woman addressed them in German. Mark Catesby knew what she was saying.

Mark Burnside, on the other hand...

"I'm sorry, I couldn't understand what you were saying," he replied.

-Catesby

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Emily Burnside, shrugged her shoulders as well. "Can't understand a bloody word she's saying either love" Of course Emily Frostwood understood, Emily Frostwood was also planning out ways to kill the woman.

Amberly glanced at John's expression and quickly squeezed his arm. "Now dear, don't worry about her... She's cut from a different cloth from you and I" She whispered into his ear.

-Amberly and Emily

"I know what you're thinking. "Did he fire six shots or only five?" Well to tell you the truth in all this excitement I kinda lost track myself. But being this is a .44 Magnum, the most powerful handgun in the world and would blow you head clean off, you've gotta ask yourself one question: "Do I feel lucky?" Well, do ya, punk?" -Harry Callahan

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mlb38 wrote:

Mark caught the look on the American's face - rather similar to his regimental Sergeant Major right before Mark ended up doing latrine duty or jail time. He'd have to speak with the Canadian.

He and Emily walked into the restaurant, where a dark haired woman addressed them in German. Mark Catesby knew what she was saying.

Mark Burnside, on the other hand...

"I'm sorry, I couldn't understand what you were saying," he replied.

-Catesby

The woman followed Mark and Emily into the diner, where a bearded man wearing an apron over green overalls and a cap with the badge of the 11th Armored Cavalry Regiment on was grilling sausages. The smell permeated the diner, which had a black and white checked floor, red and white leather seats and white metal-rimmed tables.

Various film posters going back to the late 1950s were dotted on the wall - there were a couple of Marilyn Monroe ones as well and there sat a jukebox near the toilets, just finishing playing "Atomic" by Blondie.

Standing next to the juke box and putting in a 10 pfennig coin for another track was a dark-brown jacketed young man attempting to grow a beard.

In one of the booths were two large backpacks, along with a young red-haired woman sitting with a glass of orange juice as well as a copy of the Süddeutsche Zeitung.

The German woman called over to the cap wearing man.

"Hey Süße! Wir haben Englisch! [Hey, honey! We have English!]". The man looked over at the five new arrivals.

"Howdy!" he said in a strong Texan accent, "Welcome to Bernie's! The last place you can get a decent spot of grub before you go over to Commie country! What can I do for y'all?"

At that point, the jukebox started playing "Back in the USSR"...

- GM

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Amberly glanced around the diner, looking for chokepoinfs and blind spots. Knowing she couldn't sit in her preferred spot. She waited for John to lead them where they were going.

Emily smiled at the man who she assumed was a cavalry man by trade.

"What a lovely place darling. Especially all the way out here, why I would really enjoy a cheeseburger"

-Emily and Amberly

"I know what you're thinking. "Did he fire six shots or only five?" Well to tell you the truth in all this excitement I kinda lost track myself. But being this is a .44 Magnum, the most powerful handgun in the world and would blow you head clean off, you've gotta ask yourself one question: "Do I feel lucky?" Well, do ya, punk?" -Harry Callahan

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Mark raised an eyebrow at the choice of song. They'd not been briefed about a contact before going across the border, but you never knew. As for the rest of the place, he tallied the possible exit points, then moved to a booth.

"Darling, I could murder a fry-up," he said loudly. "I really hope they've some decent bacon here. You do, yes?" he finally asked the cook.

-Mark

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John lead them to a booth three down from the two Brits and glanced at the menu. He looked the soldier up and down in an intent to get a read on him, find those tells to see where he'd been.

-John

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The only obvious chokepoint in this particular dinner was the way to the toilets and there were no real blindspots outside the kitchen.

The cook listened to the two British people asking him questions and responded back in a further booming voice. John could see the eyes of someone who had definitely 'seen the elephant' as it work and was possibly suppressing some deep personal angst with exuberance.

"We don't do burgers before noon - seriously, at this time of morning? But we do bacon most certainly. I don't know what a fry-up is or why you would murder one. Pass your orders to my wife will you?"

The menu itself was your standard sort of American diner listing with some local variants, although it was written in German, English and Czech. There were probably some occasional Czech truckers who came over from the other side of the Iron Curtain a short distance away on runs to collect Western goods, but any of them who turned up might well be working for the other side... you didn't let just anyone get an exit visa to the West...

The cook's wife/head waitress came over with a notepad.

"Can I take your orders?" she said in a strong German accent, "Also, ve need a favour".

- GM

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"Of course," Mark replied. He rattled off orders for himself and Emily. "And a nice pot of tea, if you've some. Now, what would this favour be?"

-Mark

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"These two youngsters", the German woman said, "Zey are hitchhiking to Bratislava because zer car ended up in a ditch just outside Munchen. We do not get many people vith space here. Truck drivers mostly, taking in consumer goods for ze Partei officials".

She noted down their orders.

"Good country, but leadership is awful".

- GM

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Mark looked the pair up and down, trying to use that bit of intuition that had saved him too often growing up in Govan, where being stabbed for breathing offensively was the norm. It'd saved him as well in Northern Ireland.

-Mark

OOC: Glasgow was notorious for violent crime around this time, particularly stabbings. Govan was and is a bad part of that city.

Maria

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