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A staging-point for declarations of war and other major diplomatic events. [In character]

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Postby Talon Company » Mon Sep 21, 2009 4:31 pm

As Jabsco was handed the file, his men gathered behind him, poring curiously over his shoulder. "Cor!" exclaimed Jacob, still chewing his gum loudly.
Suddenly, the group was approached by another mercenary. Jabsco looked at him as he introduced himself and inquired about their gear. Then, he looked Zen up and down, the gears in his head slowly turning. "Well... no. It's just called... 'gear', really... who are you?"
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Postby Ceannairceach » Mon Sep 21, 2009 4:34 pm

Zen grabbed the files, and reviewed them quickly. He passed them to Vin, but Nova grabbed them first. She read them, and then gave them to Vin. He took is time, and then put them on on the table. They looked at each other, everyone a bit confused. After reading, he said to the other Mercs "Were Insurgents Inc."
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Postby Talon Company » Mon Sep 21, 2009 4:39 pm

"Insurgents, eh?" Jabsco, who was also chewing gum, grinned. "What are you ... uh... insurging, exactly?"

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Postby Naretion » Mon Sep 21, 2009 4:39 pm

The Ambition team stood silent and waited for the briefing. either unaware of the other mercs, or uncaring.
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Postby Ceannairceach » Mon Sep 21, 2009 4:41 pm

Talon Company wrote:"Insurgents, eh?" Jabsco, who was also chewing gum, grinned. "What are you ... uh... insurging, exactly?"


"Haha. we get asked that alot. We were founded during a rebellion in our home nation, and mostly we were hired by rebels to help them overthrow governments. So, the name was just bestowed upon us."

The Ambition team stood silent and waited for the briefing. either unaware of the other mercs, or uncaring.


Jon greeted the other group by saying "Welcome to the party. I'm Zen, and this is Nova and Vin. And you are?"
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Postby Sortmark » Mon Sep 21, 2009 4:44 pm

The Sortmarkers filed into the room shortly after the others, rifles, long beards, even longer knives, fearsome demeanors, and all.

Geirr quickly glanced over the files - he was the only one of the group that could read English in more detail than a few common words.
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Postby Talon Company » Mon Sep 21, 2009 4:45 pm

"Right..."
Jabsco looked away from the "Insurgents", uninterested, and back at the file. Rival mercs were not worth his time. Squinting slightly, he reached into his combat trousers' pocket and pulled out a pair of glasses. Then, he put them on and peered back at the paper.
As he did so, Jacob, Kendrick and the other Talons grinned at the female Insurgent, "Nova". Clearly, she was worth their time.
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Postby Naretion » Mon Sep 21, 2009 4:45 pm

Jon greeted the other group by saying "Welcome to the party. I'm Zen, and this is Nova and Vin. And you are?"


One of the Mercenaries spoke up.

Resoula:I'm Resoula,leader of this team. This is my Co-Leader Rageus. *points one of the tough, burly merc's out from the ambition team.*

The rest stood quiet, obviously this team was elite, and ready for anything.
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Postby Ceannairceach » Mon Sep 21, 2009 4:50 pm

Noticing the Talon people staring at her, Nova said, smirking "Eyes on the files boys." Jon and Vin chuckled, but she meant that for them to. Jon sat back down, and whispered to the others "Looks like these guys mean business." Better watch your backs."

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Postby Ferrisev » Mon Sep 21, 2009 4:52 pm

Name of Mercenary Group: Phoenix Blade
Leader Name: Jharun'Jeztor
Country of Origin: Ferrisev/Sahngellios
Age of Leader: 45
Number of Mercenaries (limit of 6 per group): 6
Weapons: TA-17
AUG A4,T-22 PistolAS50 Sniper rifle,μηχανοκινητόςФауст
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Postby Altane » Mon Sep 21, 2009 4:52 pm

Major Opster: We'll begin the briefing, but I'll be here to brief any late arrivals.

The lights turn off and the slideshow lights up and shows the old Flag of Lizardiar.

Major Opster: Not all too long ago we were handed Lizardiar by former President of Lizardiar, Kageki Saotome riots began from the Lizardiarian populace. This was a bigger problem when approximately 3 quarters of the Lizardiarian Military went AWOL, or should I say deserted. The Holy Emperor sent our own forces in to uphold Order and Justice here.

Switches to next slide of a 'Lizardiarian Freedom Fighters banner'.

Major Opster: We arrived to find a Rebel group attacking our Loyalist Lizardiarian Forces known as the 'Lizardiarian Freedom Fighters'. From what we know about them, most of them are Ex-Military, the Lizardiarian Deserters. They have been using Gureilla tactics against our Military here and has caused massive casulties.

Switches to another slide of a Lizardiarian General.

Major Opster: This is General Jeremiah Castrov. We believe him to be the Mastermind behind the Lizardiarian Freedom Fighters, and know him to be very skilled. We want this man alive so he may face trial and there is a massive award for it.

Another slide of ruined buildings and dead soldiers.

Major Opster: Stop as many of these attacks as you can to minimalise damage to our ranks. To get further information you may speak to Local Garrison Commanders and if you need additional aid you may request Military aid from Local Garrisons, but we can't always garuntee that soldiers will be available.

An Altanian Lieutenant enters and speaks to the Major.

Major Opster: We also captured 2 Rebels spies, if you wish to interrogate them you may do so in the Prisoners Chamber.
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Postby Sortmark » Mon Sep 21, 2009 4:55 pm

One of the Russians spoke up, in heavily accented English.

"Question. You want the leader alive... you care what happens to the followers, besides that they die?"

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Postby Altane » Mon Sep 21, 2009 4:55 pm

Major Opster: Other high ranking Officers in this Rebel group are also valueble.

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Postby Ceannairceach » Mon Sep 21, 2009 4:56 pm

Jon stood up, and said "We'd like a crack at the captives sir. But, we need confirmation to do some of our special 'techniques'".

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Postby Altane » Mon Sep 21, 2009 4:58 pm

Major Opster: You may.

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Postby Sortmark » Mon Sep 21, 2009 5:00 pm

The Hirdsman nodded.

"Take officers alive if we can, kill the rest. Fine."

Behind him another of the Russians was translating the conversation into Karelian for the benefit of Janis.
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Postby Ceannairceach » Mon Sep 21, 2009 5:00 pm

"Good. One more thing: whats the price for each rank of Rebel?" Now Zen's soldiers were interested.

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Postby Talon Company » Mon Sep 21, 2009 5:02 pm

(OOC: Since this is my first RP as Talon Company, I guess I better describe my lot.)

The Talons seemed casual and laid back, and they were. But in battle, they were a whole other creature.
Talon Company was one of the most notorious mercenary firms in its class. Its mercenaries were infamous for being lethal and ruthless in battle, as well as for being some of the most amoral humans to walk the earth.
Rumour had it that a combination of the Talons' elite combat skill, knowledge in the martial arts, and a mysterious drug known only as "Feathered Eagle" was what made the men and women of Talon Company so lethal and effective in what they did. The beatnik demeanour of the Talons, though genuine, served as a guise of what they had in store for any one that provoked them. Talon Company took being a mercenary seriously.

Jabsco was a fairly tall, well-built man in his late forties. His chin was covered in stubble, and his short hair was in a crew cut. He was the only Talon assigned to Operation Iguania that did not let go of his discipline.
Jacob, on the other hand, and much like the rest of the Talons, was of average height, and fairly thin, though he was incredibly fit. His dark hair was rather long, and sported a red bandanna. His "lucky five", as he called it. Though no one knew what the "five" meant, or why it was lucky.

The group chatted amongst themselves, uninterested in the other mercenaries (most Talons saw themselves "above" state-contracted firms). Jacob and the others were itching to enter combat. He raised his hand. "Yeah, uh... do you want to assign us something, or can we operate independently?"
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Postby Altane » Mon Sep 21, 2009 5:03 pm

An explosion is heard outisde and sirens begin blaring.

Soldier over P.A.:
RED ALERT! RED ALERT! THE GARRISON IS UNDER ATTACK! ALL PERSONNEL TO ARMS! THE REBELS HAVE BREACHED THE ENTRANCE!

Major Opster: Time to earn your pay Mercenaries!

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Postby Naretion » Mon Sep 21, 2009 5:05 pm

The Ambition group simple said, "We dont need any interrogations, we can take this leader down without these other mercs." Then the leader spoke up.

Resoula:If we see any of you, dont expect a friendly hello. expect to meet the tip of my gun.

The Ambition team walked out, the two female members looking slightly less satisfied with this harshness then the others.
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Postby Naretion » Mon Sep 21, 2009 5:06 pm

The Ambition team reacted quickly to this alarm. They each pulled guns out and ran over to the front gate to help against the rebels.
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Postby Sortmark » Mon Sep 21, 2009 5:08 pm

Geirr spat as the alarms suddenly blared out, and gave a few quick orders in Russian.

"Torgeir. You watch our backs. Janis, in front. Shoot to kill, except officers."

The Hirdsmen rose from wherever they had been sprawling across chairs, AK-74s in hand, and followed the Ambition team in loose formation towards towards the source of the alarms.

"Be ready to bring us those prisoners after the fight." Geirr called over his shoulder to the major.
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Postby Talon Company » Mon Sep 21, 2009 5:09 pm

Jacob's question was left unanswered.

Jabsco sighed and swung his assault rifle into his tensed arms. It looked like he wouldn't be getting any rest after that long flight.
Jacob was already out the briefing room door, with Jabsco's other men in close pursuit. The soldiers moved professionally, with light steps, their rifles raised. Jabsco calmly strode out of the room and into the corridor, where he was met with another explosion.

Gunfire could be heard outside. The Talons, anxious for combat, had already engaged the Lizardians, taking up tactical positions and returning the rebels' fire. Jabsco grinned.

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Postby Altane » Mon Sep 21, 2009 5:10 pm

Altanian Soldiers rushed to entrance as Rebel Soldiers opened fire

Altanian Officer: They are trying to get to the Prisoners Chamber!

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Postby Ceannairceach » Mon Sep 21, 2009 5:10 pm

the Insurgents leaps up, and ran to the nearest weapons. They continued outside, and saw the rebels. Nova took out her pistols, and opened fire with pinpoint accuracy. Zen started to advance under her cover fire and attacked with his blades. Only having his grenades and a six shot revolver, Vin started to through some at the targets. Seeing that he was no help, he ran inside, and grabbed his Sniper Rifle. he climbed to the roof and picked off incoming soldiers. Leaving Jon and Vin to take care of the attackers, Nova ran for the Prison Chamber. She took position in the doorway, and defender the place. She waited for help, already thinking she deserved a raise.
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