The Return (IC/OPEN)

[Mincaldenteans]

"I would like it to be something between us." Cymitia said with a small grin, standing and moving over to him after depositing the dirty dishes in the sink, placing her hands on his shoulders lightly. "I'm sure London is such a beautiful place now, you can even see the light from it at night from here." she said, her hands having gone up to ruffling his hair. "Maybe it will be like it was before, when they say it was such a nice city to be in."

Hunter grinned in return, "Oh a date! You know we actually never been on an actual date? We kinda just fell into each other? Not that I mind," he said with a devious smile now, "But yeah, that's a great idea! I'm not much for London but hey, it's a first date. First Dates trumps London History," he finished with a nod. "I'll need a tux, and you must wear a dress. I shall put a mask over one eyes and proclaim..." he paused, "I actually saw it, a little help here..."

[Jessjohnesik]

Anna quickly got up and went to the kitchen, taking a can of specialised cat food for cats with bladder problems and shaking it to call the incredibly fluffy, fat and beautiful Siamese coloured and Norwegian Forest Cat faced cat. Instead of feeding it right away, she stroked the cat, kissed it and lifted it up to hug it, the cat making annoyed sounds, not liking getting lifted up by Anna.
"Who's my favourite boy?? I know who it is!! It is little Johnnycake, am I right?" She told the cat, the cat having an annoyed poker face. So Anna put Johnny down and poured the cat food on his plate, putting the can back and returning to her and Connor's bed.

"I'm back." She said as she got back into the bed, wanting to sleep a bit more.

"Yay!" he said, obviously a bit of an exaggerated reaction coming from him. As soon as she made contact with the sheets he was pulling her into him again, planting a kiss on her lips. "The thing with cats is they either love you or they don't, we should get a dog or something, at least then you'll get a response to your cooing over a little furball." Connor said with a smirk.

"A dog?" Anna asked with a puzzled look on her face. "Why would you want a dog? I mean, clearly Johnny is the best and most cute life form in the universe." She said with no sarcasm whatsoever, however understanding that perhaps she should have said that with sarcasm, considering that she sounded like a deranged cat lady. "Besides a dirty dog would eat the tortoises and the macaw." She added, not liking the idea of a dog at all.

[Lancearc]

Cymitia grinned, turning his head to pull him into a kiss. "I would hope that it is a nice night tomorrow, I hope it does not snow..." she said, as the ground outside was already dusted with snow and frankly she hated it. It was far too cold for her, even if it was very beautiful when it fell from the sky and blanketed the ground smoothly.

---

"Just get him when he's a pup, or get a small dog in general. C'mon, they don't care if you're a homeless loser like I once was, they'll love you to death. That cat would probably just eat us if we died and no one found him before he started starving/" Connor smirked, running his hands down her arms. "Won't you at least consider it?"

---

At Buckingham Palace, the emperor found himself quite frustrated.

Across the channel France had recently cut all trade to them, and even now was threatening military action against them. The natural moat of the channel separating the isles from the rest of mainland Europe was a very useful form of natural defense, but now it seemed a little less effective. There were many ways to get across or over now, though ensuring the safety of water and air routes on the channel had become their military's top priority now. They'd been at odds for years - and as many Human historians explained to him, the French and English had been enemies for many years in the past - and the tension seemed as though it were about to snap.

"Miss Wilcox, could you summon Miss Hunt for me please?" the Nevidian asked, one of his passing secretaries nodding quickly. "Of course m'lord." she answered promptly.

[Altito Asmoro]

A group of security members from the World Security Company, Gilang's company are on their way to meet with a respectable and disciplined officer, Mikhail. Gilang wants him for the establishment of the new elite division under the command of his right-hand man for the preparation if France attack.

They approached the man near the Parliamentary,

"Mr. Mikhail?"

[Vaxon]

A group of security members from the World Security Company, Gilang's company are on their way to meet with a respectable and disciplined officer, Mikhail. Gilang wants him for the establishment of the new elite division under the command of his right-hand man for the preparation if France attack.

They approached the man near the Parliamentary,

"Mr. Mikhail?"

Parliament...

Mikhail was still wearing his officer's uniform when he turned to the men who approached him.
"Yes?", he asked. He was half human, half Nevidian. He had human blond hair and human skin, but his eyes were all blue.

[Altito Asmoro]

A group of security members from the World Security Company, Gilang's company are on their way to meet with a respectable and disciplined officer, Mikhail. Gilang wants him for the establishment of the new elite division under the command of his right-hand man for the preparation if France attack.

They approached the man near the Parliamentary,

"Mr. Mikhail?"

Parliament...

Mikhail was still wearing his officer's uniform when he turned to the men who approached him.
"Yes?", he asked. He was half human, half Nevidian. He had human blond hair and human skin, but his eyes were all blue.

"Mr. Sanjaya is waiting for your presence. He has an offer you can't refuse. Follow us in the APC," said the leader, Major Park Kim-Heel, the former South Korea navy officer, and the second-in-command of the company's navy division as he pointed to the Anoa III APC, Indonesian APC.

[Vaxon]

Parliament...

Mikhail was still wearing his officer's uniform when he turned to the men who approached him.
"Yes?", he asked. He was half human, half Nevidian. He had human blond hair and human skin, but his eyes were all blue.

"Mr. Sanjaya is waiting for your presence. He has an offer you can't refuse. Follow us in the APC," said the leader, Major Park Kim-Heel, the former South Korea navy officer, and the second-in-command of the company's navy division as he pointed to the Anoa III APC, Indonesian APC.

Parliament...

Mikhail got into the vehicle without question.

[Altito Asmoro]

"Mr. Sanjaya is waiting for your presence. He has an offer you can't refuse. Follow us in the APC," said the leader, Major Park Kim-Heel, the former South Korea navy officer, and the second-in-command of the company's navy division as he pointed to the Anoa III APC, Indonesian APC.

Parliament...

Mikhail got into the vehicle without question.

"Our company is associated heavily with the GEE. We can be called as its elite reserve force and also serves as the king guardians division if needed. We have a small but strong air force, navy, and army division. Our job mostly concentrated for patrolling the London, training GEE troops, and to bolster the GEE troops. You will, probably assigned to as one of our newly-established division for the Elite divisions, you all work to guard the important facilities. You will become the leader of one of the divisions, with 30 men under your command and necessary equipments."

[Vaxon]

Parliament...

Mikhail got into the vehicle without question.

"Our company is associated heavily with the GEE. We can be called as its elite reserve force and also serves as the king guardians division if needed. We have a small but strong air force, navy, and army division. Our job mostly concentrated for patrolling the London, training GEE troops, and to bolster the GEE troops. You will, probably assigned to as one of our newly-established division for the King's Guard Division, which entrusted to protect the King of GEE. You will become the leader of the division with 30 men under your command and necessary equipments."

Mikhail thought about this for a moment before he decided his response.
"You got a deal.", he said, offering his hand for a handshake.

[Altito Asmoro]

"Our company is associated heavily with the GEE. We can be called as its elite reserve force and also serves as the king guardians division if needed. We have a small but strong air force, navy, and army division. Our job mostly concentrated for patrolling the London, training GEE troops, and to bolster the GEE troops. You will, probably assigned to as one of our newly-established division for the King's Guard Division, which entrusted to protect the King of GEE. You will become the leader of the division with 30 men under your command and necessary equipments."

Mikhail thought about this for a moment before he decided his response.
"You got a deal.", he said, offering his hand for a handshake.

Park offering his hand, and the handshake has been accepted. They are now on their way to the World Security Company. A briefing of what he will do is given to him while they are inside the APC, via a video from a tablet.

[Vaxon]

Mikhail thought about this for a moment before he decided his response.
"You got a deal.", he said, offering his hand for a handshake.

Park offering his hand, and the handshake has been accepted. They are now on their way to the World Security Company. A briefing of what he will do is given to him while they are inside the APC, via a video from a tablet.

Mikhail watches the video on the tablet.

[Altito Asmoro]

Park offering his hand, and the handshake has been accepted. They are now on their way to the World Security Company. A briefing of what he will do is given to him while they are inside the APC, via a video from a tablet.

Mikhail watches the video on the tablet.

They arrived at the basement of the company, where the vehicles are inside it. There are several mechanics and officers down there, repairing, maintaining it, and chatting while not in work.

"You will meet your squad tonight. Until then, feel free in this company. We are sorry since Mr. Sanjaya can't meet with you, he's elsewhere."

[Jessjohnesik]

Cymitia grinned, turning his head to pull him into a kiss. "I would hope that it is a nice night tomorrow, I hope it does not snow..." she said, as the ground outside was already dusted with snow and frankly she hated it. It was far too cold for her, even if it was very beautiful when it fell from the sky and blanketed the ground smoothly.

---

"Just get him when he's a pup, or get a small dog in general. C'mon, they don't care if you're a homeless loser like I once was, they'll love you to death. That cat would probably just eat us if we died and no one found him before he started starving/" Connor smirked, running his hands down her arms. "Won't you at least consider it?"

---

At Buckingham Palace, the emperor found himself quite frustrated.

Across the channel France had recently cut all trade to them, and even now was threatening military action against them. The natural moat of the channel separating the isles from the rest of mainland Europe was a very useful form of natural defense, but now it seemed a little less effective. There were many ways to get across or over now, though ensuring the safety of water and air routes on the channel had become their military's top priority now. They'd been at odds for years - and as many Human historians explained to him, the French and English had been enemies for many years in the past - and the tension seemed as though it were about to snap.

"Miss Wilcox, could you summon Miss Hunt for me please?" the Nevidian asked, one of his passing secretaries nodding quickly. "Of course m'lord." she answered promptly.

"Cats don't do that. Cats can love you too, you know. Just because you don't get along with Jonny doesn't mean cats are bad, he's just jealous that I hang out with you a lot of the time." Anna explained. She didn't exactly want a dog as she was always a cat person, mainly because Jonny has been with her since she was eight, making him twenty one years old. During his years, he has suffered nine hear attacks, various kidney, bladder and liver problems and stomach problems. After his first near-fatal heart attack, Anna designed a small implant that would be placed near his heart, delivering an electric shock whenever the cat's heart stopped beating, effectively reviving the old cat. Anna also had designed various implants to control and regulate the cat's systems to keep him alive for as long as possible. "I don't really want a dog, though if you want it then sure, my favourite animal will remain Johnny." Anna added, hoping that Connor would change his decision on having a dog.

---

"Miss Hunt, the emperor wants to see you. He sounded like it was rather urgent." Miss Wilcox said to Hunt.

"I bet it has something to do with those Frenchies down the channel. Thank you Jennifer." Hunt replied with her usual calm and cold voice tone, putting down her cup of coffee and standing up and leaving to the emperor's 'office', if you could call it that. Miss Wilcox nodded in approval and went back to her post.

Hunt opened the door to the Emperor's room, not bothering to knock. "Did you call me?" Megan said, coming in to the room, but not sitting down yet, awaiting what the Emperor has to say. "Is it about the French situation?" She asked.

[Mincaldenteans]

Cymitia grinned, turning his head to pull him into a kiss. "I would hope that it is a nice night tomorrow, I hope it does not snow..." she said, as the ground outside was already dusted with snow and frankly she hated it. It was far too cold for her, even if it was very beautiful when it fell from the sky and blanketed the ground smoothly.

"Oh I'm sure we'll manage even if it does snow. Maybe Richard will let us borrow their jeep, has better tires and chains on it than our beat up ol' thing," Hunter smiled. He didn't mind the cold like Cymitia, in fact he liked winter over summer, where the heat seemed to have a one-track agenda with melting all life.

[Lancearc]

Cymitia grinned, turning his head to pull him into a kiss. "I would hope that it is a nice night tomorrow, I hope it does not snow..." she said, as the ground outside was already dusted with snow and frankly she hated it. It was far too cold for her, even if it was very beautiful when it fell from the sky and blanketed the ground smoothly.

"Oh I'm sure we'll manage even if it does snow. Maybe Richard will let us borrow their jeep, has better tires and chains on it than our beat up ol' thing," Hunter smiled. He didn't mind the cold like Cymitia, in fact he liked winter over summer, where the heat seemed to have a one-track agenda with melting all life.

"Maybe." Cymitia agreed. "Maybe we can even find a nice hotel downtown and stay there, that would be a nice change of scenery. I hear the beds are always so comfy..." she said, eventually wandering back into the living room and practically falling onto the couch lazily.

---

"It's settled then, we're going to get an animal that actually has a little bit of a personality." Connor said, his hands stopping at her hips. "I'll never understand why you keep that old man out there around, he's just kind of a statue." he teased once again in reference to the very old feline.

---

"Yes, it is." the emperor replied simply, folding his hands as his prime minister entered the room. "As I'm sure you're aware they've issued trade embargoes and our citizens aren't even allowed entry into their lands any more. They seem to be growing more hostile by the day, but I need an opinion alongside my own, what chances do you give them of backing all of this talk with military action?" the Nevidian man questioned, seemingly staring through her rather than at her.

[Jessjohnesik]

"Oh I'm sure we'll manage even if it does snow. Maybe Richard will let us borrow their jeep, has better tires and chains on it than our beat up ol' thing," Hunter smiled. He didn't mind the cold like Cymitia, in fact he liked winter over summer, where the heat seemed to have a one-track agenda with melting all life.

"Maybe." Cymitia agreed. "Maybe we can even find a nice hotel downtown and stay there, that would be a nice change of scenery. I hear the beds are always so comfy..." she said, eventually wandering back into the living room and practically falling onto the couch lazily.

---

"It's settled then, we're going to get an animal that actually has a little bit of a personality." Connor said, his hands stopping at her hips. "I'll never understand why you keep that old man out there around, he's just kind of a statue." he teased once again in reference to the very old feline.

---

"Yes, it is." the emperor replied simply, folding his hands as his prime minister entered the room. "As I'm sure you're aware they've issued trade embargoes and our citizens aren't even allowed entry into their lands any more. They seem to be growing more hostile by the day, but I need an opinion alongside my own, what chances do you give them of backing all of this talk with military action?" the Nevidian man questioned, seemingly staring through her rather than at her.

"Hey don't call him an old man." Anna said, semi-seriously. "And his personality is irreplaceable." Anna added, trying to defend the only creature that is left from her childhood and her only friend through many years. "And why do you want a dog all of a sudden? They do what you tell them, like a goddamn robot. Cats are better anyways." Anna stated, continuously trying to persuade Connor not to have a dog.

---

"In my opinion, they are clearly preparing for war. We need to strike first or else they will, and we might not be prepared." Hunt stated, strongly believing that Britain, as she called it instead of "the GEE", should attack first, before the French start war. She hoped this was the Emperor's opinion as well, or else she will have to consider another opinion and then option, not liking staking account of opinions different from hers.

[Lancearc]

"Maybe." Cymitia agreed. "Maybe we can even find a nice hotel downtown and stay there, that would be a nice change of scenery. I hear the beds are always so comfy..." she said, eventually wandering back into the living room and practically falling onto the couch lazily.

---

"It's settled then, we're going to get an animal that actually has a little bit of a personality." Connor said, his hands stopping at her hips. "I'll never understand why you keep that old man out there around, he's just kind of a statue." he teased once again in reference to the very old feline.

---

"Yes, it is." the emperor replied simply, folding his hands as his prime minister entered the room. "As I'm sure you're aware they've issued trade embargoes and our citizens aren't even allowed entry into their lands any more. They seem to be growing more hostile by the day, but I need an opinion alongside my own, what chances do you give them of backing all of this talk with military action?" the Nevidian man questioned, seemingly staring through her rather than at her.

"Hey don't call him an old man." Anna said, semi-seriously. "And his personality is irreplaceable." Anna added, trying to defend the only creature that is left from her childhood and her only friend through many years. "And why do you want a dog all of a sudden? They do what you tell them, like a goddamn robot. Cats are better anyways." Anna stated, continuously trying to persuade Connor not to have a dog.

---

"In my opinion, they are clearly preparing for war. We need to strike first or else they will, and we might not be prepared." Hunt stated, strongly believing that Britain, as she called it instead of "the GEE", should attack first, before the French start war. She hoped this was the Emperor's opinion as well, or else she will have to consider another opinion and then option, not liking staking account of opinions different from hers.

"Why wouldn't you want a dog? At least they actually care about you, have you ever heard those stories about dogs pulling people out of fires? I've never heard of a cat doing that." Connor continued to plead. "I'll just keep you here until you say yes." he said, rolling and pinning her to the bed with his knees at either side of her hips.

---

"I am of a like mind, I needed to know if I was the only one. Our forces marshaled for the defense of the channel are of course always prepared for any attack, though I do not believe that they could stop a full strength attack should the French launch one. The only option here is to send more men to the southern shores and hope that the French are deterred by the strength presented there." the emperor nodded to himself silently. "They never can be easy to talk to, stubborn people."

[Jessjohnesik]

"Hey don't call him an old man." Anna said, semi-seriously. "And his personality is irreplaceable." Anna added, trying to defend the only creature that is left from her childhood and her only friend through many years. "And why do you want a dog all of a sudden? They do what you tell them, like a goddamn robot. Cats are better anyways." Anna stated, continuously trying to persuade Connor not to have a dog.

---

"In my opinion, they are clearly preparing for war. We need to strike first or else they will, and we might not be prepared." Hunt stated, strongly believing that Britain, as she called it instead of "the GEE", should attack first, before the French start war. She hoped this was the Emperor's opinion as well, or else she will have to consider another opinion and then option, not liking staking account of opinions different from hers.

"Why wouldn't you want a dog? At least they actually care about you, have you ever heard those stories about dogs pulling people out of fires? I've never heard of a cat doing that." Connor continued to plead. "I'll just keep you here until you say yes." he said, rolling and pinning her to the bed with his knees at either side of her hips.

---

"I am of a like mind, I needed to know if I was the only one. Our forces marshaled for the defense of the channel are of course always prepared for any attack, though I do not believe that they could stop a full strength attack should the French launch one. The only option here is to send more men to the southern shores and hope that the French are deterred by the strength presented there." the emperor nodded to himself silently. "They never can be easy to talk to, stubborn people."

"No, no, no and no!" Anna boldly stated, wishing Connor would take a liking to cats and would forget about the whole crazy 'dog' idea. "And besides, there are plenty of stories about cats that saved people. You're just jealous because cats are so much better. Why can't you love them instead of dogs?!" Anna added.

---

"Hope is foolish. All it does is make people believe in some shit that won't happen." Hunt said. "If they are growing hostile, they are planning an attack. If they are planning an attack, then they are far from deterred, far. They are ready to attack and will strike soon." She continued, trying to persuade the Emperor.

[Lancearc]

"Why wouldn't you want a dog? At least they actually care about you, have you ever heard those stories about dogs pulling people out of fires? I've never heard of a cat doing that." Connor continued to plead. "I'll just keep you here until you say yes." he said, rolling and pinning her to the bed with his knees at either side of her hips.

---

"I am of a like mind, I needed to know if I was the only one. Our forces marshaled for the defense of the channel are of course always prepared for any attack, though I do not believe that they could stop a full strength attack should the French launch one. The only option here is to send more men to the southern shores and hope that the French are deterred by the strength presented there." the emperor nodded to himself silently. "They never can be easy to talk to, stubborn people."

"No, no, no and no!" Anna boldly stated, wishing Connor would take a liking to cats and would forget about the whole crazy 'dog' idea. "And besides, there are plenty of stories about cats that saved people. You're just jealous because cats are so much better. Why can't you love them instead of dogs?!" Anna added.

---

"Hope is foolish. All it does is make people believe in some shit that won't happen." Hunt said. "If they are growing hostile, they are planning an attack. If they are planning an attack, then they are far from deterred, far. They are ready to attack and will strike soon." She continued, trying to persuade the Emperor.

"Oh, I never said I didn't love that old man out there, he's just so lazy, we need something more energetic bouncing around." Connor said, gazing down at her with a grin. "It's not like it has to be a big dog, we can even get a little one as long as it isn't too girly." he insisted.

---

"I understand that perfectly well." Emperor Sydomas said with a small frown. "General Matthews had similar ideas on how to handle the situation. He's already prepared a preemptive strike against several of the French military strongholds along the Normandy coast, possible launching points for invasion." he explained. "They are planned to begin within hours, perhaps as early as this evening if he chooses to carry them out on schedule."

[Jessjohnesik]

"No, no, no and no!" Anna boldly stated, wishing Connor would take a liking to cats and would forget about the whole crazy 'dog' idea. "And besides, there are plenty of stories about cats that saved people. You're just jealous because cats are so much better. Why can't you love them instead of dogs?!" Anna added.

---

"Hope is foolish. All it does is make people believe in some shit that won't happen." Hunt said. "If they are growing hostile, they are planning an attack. If they are planning an attack, then they are far from deterred, far. They are ready to attack and will strike soon." She continued, trying to persuade the Emperor.

"Oh, I never said I didn't love that old man out there, he's just so lazy, we need something more energetic bouncing around." Connor said, gazing down at her with a grin. "It's not like it has to be a big dog, we can even get a little one as long as it isn't too girly." he insisted.

---

"I understand that perfectly well." Emperor Sydomas said with a small frown. "General Matthews had similar ideas on how to handle the situation. He's already prepared a preemptive strike against several of the French military strongholds along the Normandy coast, possible launching points for invasion." he explained. "They are planned to begin within hours, perhaps as early as this evening if he chooses to carry them out on schedule."

"Oh come on. Isn't the macaw energetic enough for you? It flies around and squaks constantly. Not to mention the tortoises who crawl around the apartment like they're on steroids." Anna said. "And after all, we can get a kitten if you want one instead of a dog." She added, grinning at the fact that she found an 'energetic' enough substitute of a dog. "I'm not a fan of small dogs anyway. I quite love huskies...although that doesn't mean we're getting one. "

---

"Good. Britain never looses a war and doesn't intend on now." She stated with an almost invisible grin on her face, knowing that the GEE's forces will crush the French. "Perhaps we might gain a colony." Hunt added, understanding that this is unlikely, but nevertheless thought about it.

[Altito Asmoro]

Mikhail was called to the field in the World Security Company to meet with the 30-men squad under his command. The members are former rebels, with 5 from the 30-men are from IDF (Israel Defense Force). Former members of them. Now they are wait for Mikhail.

[Mincaldenteans]

Lord Edeson
Edeson Estates

Post war had brought enormous opportunity for Lord Edeson and his coffers. Soon as the London Wall went down and the GEE military promptly leaving - in bulk - the city to the autonomous control under Megan Hunt whilst still carry the banner of the empire, Edeson's old businesses had once again proven to make an upswing of profits and new business ventures. Though he shared none of this to the others in Parliament lest they asked, or if he knew of them implicitly. Where Malone or Asuka had gone was anyone's guess. He had hardly seen them since the GEE came swooping into the rescue and stomping the HGV into the ground.

Good riddance, Edeson had thought to himself, sipping on a cup of tea. Not soon after the walls that once contained all of London had collapsed, the Emperor he once personally met with had established London has his new Capital. Quite appropriate. But that was the last he saw of him. How ironic, Edeson mused, that the Emperor would call London his capital - the very city that wished to still keep its independence under the Empire's banner. Sooner or later London would be fully absorbed, the old man suspected, it was only a matter of when and why. For now, Edeson enjoyed a lazy Monday afternoon having little to worry about since the takeover and most of his assistants taking care of his businesses. Opening up the newspaper he began catching up on international news and what it could mean for the GEE as a whole.

[Phoenix2012]

Frank closed his shop early. It was a nice place, and bigger than usual. It wasn't in a very busy part of town, but he got his share of customers. It was a one floor shop, one of the old brick buildings, and had both a large attic and a basement which he had turned into an armory/range. Most of his money came from selling various things, mostly survival and sports gear and tools and whatnot. In his free time, he ran his armory, selling, upgrading, and repairing weapons. His work there was split between hunters and military men. He had just finished replacing the bolt on a savage .308 that had been shattered from firing a 7.62 NATO round instead of the .308 for which it was designed for. He told the cashier, a kid in his teens, and the other shop keeper to go home, then closed the shop and hopped into his old wrangler that he had shipped over. One of the things he hated most about the UK was the roads, and he would occasionally find himself driving on the right side if he wasn't paying attention. Being a military man, he carried a browing 45 on his left hip, a PPK in a shoulder holster and had a custom revolver that he had built, which was currently loaded with 6 .357Magnum hollow-points of his design. The weather was chill and moist, as usual, and he drove around town for a few minutes looking for parking before finding a spot. He walked for a few blocks before deciding he needed a drink. Seeing a bar across the street, he stepped in...

[Lancearc]

The Following Night

London was indeed a lively city of light, night life and an unfortunate cold now, after the civil war. The streets they'd run down on scouting, prison breaks and other various violent tasks were not teeming with automobiles, double-decker buses and everything one could imagine. The amount of people braving the cold was surprising to her too, as she didn't understand how these people would willingly walk out in the cold. She only did so because she and Hunter had, as he pointed out, never been on an actual date. Of course parking had been horrible, so they were unfortunately forced to walk, but it wasn't snowing at least. She walked close to Hunter, pulling tighter around herself the long grey coat she'd thrown over a well fitting red dress.

"It really is beautiful now isn't it?" she asked shivering, looking around at all the lights and things to see, though the light hurt her eyes a bit.

---

If they were to be watching any of the news networks, they would be aware that the French had launched an attack on the southern shores. Aerial and amphibious landings, offshore bombardments, everything of the likes. Launching such an invasion under the cover of night was a difficult move, though they'd managed to pull it off well enough, seeing as how a day invasion was far more likely to end badly for them. The major fighting would occur on the beaches fortified with high bunkers and trenchlines, barbed wire and steel hedgehogs, leaving little of the beach easily to maneuver around. The GEE's preparations were extensive, so the battle was more a toss up than either side would have liked, there would be no decisive underdog in the conflict obviously.

---

Meanwhile, a smaller scale incursion was taking place closer to London.

The plan was to insert scouts and skirmishers into and around London, deal a good bit of damage and pull out in short order. Bombing would precede the entry into London, though those working against the smaller towns would be without such luxuries. Their insertion via helicopter helped as well, as this made them quite a bit tougher to spot. They were certain to land a good distance from the city, leaving just as quickly as they'd come.

The French scouts would make their way towards various places, one of these being Prince, and a large group of stealth bombers approached London itself from a distance.

[Cadia]

If they were to be watching any of the news networks, they would be aware that the French had launched an attack on the southern shores. Aerial and amphibious landings, offshore bombardments, everything of the likes. Launching such an invasion under the cover of night was a difficult move, though they'd managed to pull it off well enough, seeing as how a day invasion was far more likely to end badly for them. The major fighting would occur on the beaches fortified with high bunkers and trenchlines, barbed wire and steel hedgehogs, leaving little of the beach easily to maneuver around. The GEE's preparations were extensive, so the battle was more a toss up than either side would have liked, there would be no decisive underdog in the conflict obviously.

Mike had been watching the television as the news arrived. Walking to the bedroom, he opened the dresser and obtained his handgun and holster. Invasion? From the French? he thought, walking back to the living room and grabbing the phone, dialing the Bars number onto the small pad. Thelin was probably working at this hour, so he assumed she knew of the news aswell.

He waited for someone to pick up the phone.