USH'S MATRIX GAME 2006 FIRST ASSIGNMENT- 'The Museum'

"Hmm..."

Mors pulls out his cell.

"Captain, it's Mors. Three vans just pulled up around back."

"Eh, maybe we've got ten minutes left," Ares says.

Heph watches the history lesson on dinosaurs, almost tempted to call up Ariadne and have her load information on dinosaurs...

(We can still do that right?)

"Ten minutes? I'd say that might be stretching it a bit. Though you know that if trouble starts, it's going to inside the museum. And yet, we're out here."

Originally posted by Bespin Bart
Mors keeps watch.

"First mission, isn't it?" he says, folding his arms in the chilly air and standing beside Hawk. "Christmas spirit in the air, snow falling from the sky, just brilliant. And all fake. Makes you wonder what your family is doing right now, though, doesn't it?"

"Yeah. I'll bet my family is up north, skiing, this time of year. I used to do that all the time. Or well... you know."

Hawk shrugs. "It's weird, being back in. It feels exactly the same. Yet now, I know it's not real." He holds his hand up. "I can feel the cold, just like before. But now I know I'm not really feeling anything."

He then watches the three vans.

"Oh, you're still feeling," Mors says. "Just feeling the wrong thing. You'll get used to it, in time. I remember my first mission. Had the same feeling, knowing it's not there but it is but it's not but it is. It's surreal, literally. My crewmates..."

Mors cuts off.

"But I'm sure you'll do fine, whatever happens. It shouldn't be too much trouble."

"Five? That's pushing it," Ares replies, flicking away the cig, circling San with his hands in his coat pockets. "And I'm sure something will get the San treatment this time around..."

He pulls a hand from his coat and makes a stabbing motion, imitating the theme from 'Psycho.'

"Just as I'm sure you'll shoot the shit out of a bunch of stuff as well." San says, rolling her eyes.

"So, understand I missed a bit during my Leave of Absence. Anything fun happen?" Barb asks, looking to Cloud.

None of the Coppertops seem to notice the Tachi Bladed Swords concealed by Barb's Legs, or the Bulges indicating the locations of his Deagle, KaBar Knives and Clips.

"You say that as if it's a bad thing!" Ares says, still walking circles.

"It's all an illusion anyway. We'd better mind the museum than dwell on times past."

Originally posted by Barbarossa
"So, understand I missed a bit during my Leave of Absence. Anything fun happen?" Barb asks, looking to Cloud.

None of the Coppertops seem to notice the Tachi Bladed Swords concealed by Barb's Legs, or the Bulges indicating the locations of his Deagle, KaBar Knives and Clips.

Cloud mentaly clocks the two men and nods at Barb. "How should I know, I've been back home, recovering from the whole near-death thing."

Azrael calmly watches his colleagues examine the exhibit, nodding at Berserker when he looks around, then standing up to make another scan of the room.

You aren't in a position to see that, Mors.

The vans unload, and a bunch of maintenance workers- contractors, in plain blue livery- emerge and start congregating round the back.

Meanwhile, passing by at the nearby streets around area C, a large bunch of people in very smart-cut Italian suits is walking by; they are chattering loudly.

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"Does anyone know why these species became extinct?" asks the teacher. The kids start to volley off a number of answers. Many speaks of an asteroid strike, several speak of climate change, and one particularly nerdy kid talks about problems with adapting to the biosphere, and how in any case the woolly mammoth is from a completely different era to the Tyrannosaurus so this can't be just about one single thing

(They'll probably beat him up later)

(Cloud, Barb, that's you)

Heph is tempted to say "He's right, you know..." but just keeps listening.

Barb looks to Cloud and doing so to conceal his weapons still, Gets up and moves to Observe the Group. He will listen into their Convo.

Well, are you going to follow them?

Hawk sniffs at the cold air. "Pizza. I smell pizza." He chuckles softly. "Ever since getting out, that's what I've been wanting. A nice, hot slice of pepperoni pizza."

He shakes his head. "It may be a prison... but the food sure is damn good."

Barb, you follow them. I'm interested in the two men in the cafe, Ush wouldn't have noted them if they weren't important. Then when they pass into the next group whoever is there can follow them and you can make your way back to the cafe.