Topic: Mission one - Code Name: Escort Service

The speaker, a man with a deep voice and a face hidden by a deep cowl turns to the gathered House Leadership and activates the holographic screens in the hall. “Our intelligence has provided us with the name of the new Bronco squad.” Stopping he begins to hit various keys out of sight.
     “The team leader is a known quantity. Her name is Phoebe Artemis Moon, call-sign Skullette.  Former Hermes suit pilot, since promoted to Zeus. She is infamous for returning from missions and receiving the full mission pay-off due to having no vertical squad mates.”
     “They have two Hades pilots. One is a former Gemini soldier that was a turncoat on Schwarzwald, in the Alhena System. His name is Lukas Richter, call-sign Lumberjack. The other is a psychotic Taurus named Mirabella Nemesis Berliner who styles herself as the Grim Reaperess. Let’s just say she has ‘Mommy’ issues.”
     “Proving there is a sense of humor, the sole Ares pilot is the infamous sociopath, Miguel Sarame Torres, AKA Cuchillo. His unpredictability and tendency to manipulate make him a questionable member, but formidable nonetheless.”
     “The team Medic is Sophia Law, call-sign Angel. She records one of the highest psychic latencies published, making her an ideal Hephaestus pilot.”
     “Breaking from the norm, there are two Hermes operators. One is an extremely deadly long-range specialist, Gideon D'Pavaroti. He does not have a call-sign as of yet. His peer is Capricorn assassin Nekoda Singh. She knows how to use obfuscation and camouflage techniques well.”
     “The last person on the squad is the deviant genius, Dr. Arnold Faust. Faust as a savant that likes his toys and technology more so than social interaction. What bothers us is the new suit type he is to pilot. Suit type, Orpheus.”

     “We will be receiving regular information updates on this Squad Epsilon-23, and will disseminate it for your edification.”

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A loudspeaker echoes across the Broncos Headquarters. "Squad Epsilon-twenty-three, please report to mission briefing room Alpha Alpha twenty-three in fifteen minutes. Squad Epsilon-twenty-three, please report to mission briefing room Alpha Alpha twenty-three in fifteen minutes."

"Candidate TeeKay Four two one, why aren't you are your station?"

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The briefing room is set up lecture hall style, with a large holographic display, a lectern, and raised seating. Currently, there is one heavily scarred officer in the room.

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Angel had been reading up on the specs for the team's suits, paying particular attention to the new 'Orpheus' design which hadn't come up in her training.  Looking over it, she could see that it was clearly designed for operations where being seen meant the pilot had already failed.  Still, with Skullette's track record, she didn't want to be caught off guard by any anomalies in the design if - when - it did get shot full of holes.

Hearing the announcement, she checks the time, finishes the section she is reading and heads over to the hall several minutes early.  She sees she is not the first present, and goes over to take a seat, off to the right of centre.  If the man does not speak, she does not offer or ask for an introduction, but continues reading and making notes on her pad while she waits to meet the rest of the team.

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Miguel entered the room, almost as if he were simply passing through. He meandered around the room a little, looking at this and that, completely ignoring the two in the room already. He then became incredibly interested in one of the chairs.

He spent some time examining, before he suddenly booted it across the room, where it skidded to a stop against the far wall with a thud. He then dropped himself into the next chair along, propping his feet up on the table in the space cleared by the abrupt (and violent) departure, his hands behind his head and he closed his eyes.

~Cuchillo

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Lukas groaned in his bunk. Stupid meetings He thought as he dragged himself to AA23.
The first thing he noticed as he stepped through the door was a chair flying around. In the same moment he noticed the location of all persons in the room, the nearest cover, escape routes and everything else that was a constant reminder about his prior employment.
Lukas took a seat in the center of the first row.

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Dr Faust entered on the heals of Skullet and started making his way on stage until a fierce scowl from the scarred man made him stop in his tracks. He chuckled, "Pfft, sorry. I am so used to being the briefer instead of being the briefed." He nodded to the man and made his way to a chair in the front row still giggling. He glanced over at the person sitting two chairs away from him and thumbed towards the man, "that guy is very intense, is he not?"
     With another quiet titter he faced front again and visibly stilled, as if he had become a stature; albeit a statue of a creepy avian-featured man. To onlookers it would seem as if he wasn't even breathing, and they would be hard-pressed to catch him blink.

"Dream as if you'll live forever. Live as if you'll die today." - James Dean

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As silently as he could, Gideon walked into room AA23 and immediately sat in the rear left chair, farthest away from anyone else in the room.  He then began to study the others that he had been teamed with.

Angel... she was reading, but Gideon couldn't quite tell what is was.  She seemed to Gideon to be calm and collected, eager to take in information; a powerful ally. Gideon made a mental note: "This one might be easy to work with".  Of course, it was only speculation, but powerful or not, she was part of Gideon's team, each member of which he would hold in high regard.

Lukas... he seemed more interested in the room, as if he were making battle plans and calculations.  Gideon's thoughts on him included "He'll be able to handle himself in the field.  Maybe he won't need me watching him every second.  But that doesn't mean I still won't."

Miguel... So that's the one they call Cuchillo.  Those tattoos... Gideon had killed dozens of gang members with similar tattoos.  He had killed people just for having tattoos like his.  He looked like nothing but trouble, a threat to the team, Gideon's team that he swore a personal oath to protect at all costs.  "I'll be watching him closest of all.  The moment I see him step out of line, I'll put a bullet in him before the Gunny can hit her kill switch," he thought.

Then there was the soldierman, but he was insignificant--just a messenger delivering the next mission.  Gideon then went to watching the door, waiting for the next team member to enter.

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Mirabella entered the room and waved. It was a good morning, the first time she'd woken up with something to do.

"Hallo everybody!" She grinned as she walked in searching the room for a seat and somewhere nice to sit. Deciding on a seat in the front she slid in next to the Gemini with the serious look on his face . Turning to him she gave another smile as she pulled out her butterfly knife

-Grim Reapress

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"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

Hi, I'm from Detroit! (Yes it did suck)

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Skullette looked over the crowd of assembled pilots in the briefing room. She shook her head. What had she been thinking? This squad was never going to act like a team. She was Loco to try this. She looked at the chronograph on her wrist, it was go time.

"All right people, let's look alive! Everyone stand up!" She walked right over to the chair propping Miguel up at the table and kicked in out from under him. "Listen up! We ain't getting paid by the hour here! The more you pay attention at this briefing, the longer you stay alive on the mission, so here we go! Commander, the room is yours." She remarked to the scarred officer at the podium.
-Skullette

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Nodding his head in appreciation, the man nodded his head, but hekd up his hands. "If you don't mind, Gunny, I will wait for your other Hermes. I don't see her as of yet."

- Edelson

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"Yes, sir! Indulge yourselves in idle conversation until our lost lamb arrives. And somebody keep Cuchillo awake!" Lord this was not the way she liked to start a briefing. When the clock said time things started. But she wasn't going to contradict the Commander.
-Skullette

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Lukas looked with a frown at the Mirabella next to him "Mira would you mind not playing with this right next to me?" He asked politely "Don't you know something to pass time without playing with weapons ?"

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Angel had been startled by Miguel's violent outburst, and was half out of her chair before he sat down.  She lowered herself back down again but continued to watch everyone else from behind her pad as they entered the room.

For now, she continued to watch, listen and wait.

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Mira looked back at him and blinked

"Why are you scared?" She smiled at him, another white gleaming smile as she placed her butterfly knife back in her coat and removed her switchblade flicking it in and out and tossing it, bouncing it off her knee and twirling it between her fingers

"Well if it'll make you feel any better. I'd be happy to stop playing with my butterfly knife. Oh what do you pilot by the way?"

The curiosity filled her eyes as if she was still a young child asking if her father would teach her to ride a bike

-Grim Reapress

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"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

Hi, I'm from Detroit! (Yes it did suck)

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Miguel did something interesting when Skullette kicked the chair out from underneath him. He hit the ground, yes, but the moment between his hitting and being back on his feet didn't really happen. It was simply one, then the other.

Realistically the man was flustered, which made his reflexes go wild. Three years on the run had honed his alert reflex to a fluid motion, causing the sudden surge of motion. He hadn't really been asleep either, more... napping... He drew his chair back up, and resumed the position.

He glanced around disinterestedly at the people in the room, until his eyes fixed on the girl with the knife.

~Cuchillo

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Feeling someone's eyes on her back Mirabella turned around and waved

"Hallo scary skull tattoo man"

-Grim Reapress

"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

Hi, I'm from Detroit! (Yes it did suck)

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Miguel calmly stood, walking down toward this woman. He flicked through his head on how to deal with this woman, instantly disregarding this, that and the other thing.

He then deposited himself in the seat next to her, smiling widely.

"Why hello there chica" was all he said. He paid Lukas no heed.

~Cuchillo

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"Hello, I'm Mirabella"

Mirabella smiled as she played with her knife. This new guy was interesting her

-Grim Reapress

"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

Hi, I'm from Detroit! (Yes it did suck)

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"Miguel" he said, his attention still on Mirabella. He seemed to be intently studying her, as if her face held some secret that he had to unlock. He held his hand out to her.

~Cuchillo

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"Well nice to meet you Miguel"

Mirabella shook his hand, not daintily like you'd think she would, but with an oddly strong grip for a girl

"What's so interesting about my face?"

-Grim Reapress

"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

Hi, I'm from Detroit! (Yes it did suck)

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Miguel was impressed at her grip, if nothing else. He smiled again, not the same smile as when he sat down however... A somewhat more sinister and unnerving smile.

"Can't a hombre appreciate a hermoso rostro?"

~Cuchillo

*Translation means "Can't a man appreciate a beautiful face?"

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Mira met his smile with the same warm smile she'd given him before. He honestly didn't creep her out altogether that much

"Well thank you sir. How very kind of you"

She kept playing with her knife as she held his gaze. Was this some sort of test?

-Grim Reapress

"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

Hi, I'm from Detroit! (Yes it did suck)

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Lukas started to miss his guns. Somehow they had a calming effect when he was surrounded by maniacs...
- Lukas

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Miguel then suddenly appeared to grow bored, and he tossed his booted feet back up onto the table in front of them, and he began staring vaguely at the ceiling.

~Cuchillo

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