During Mission 40: PsychoSemantics

Dec 07, 2011 01:23

A pair of teens wearing gas masks and reflect tape for clothing lead the man off into a tent somewhere behind the stage. After a few minutes of being guarded here by other raver-esque security guards, he's led inside another room connected to the tent.

Once shoved in, a red light goes on over the door, LED's lighting the sign reading: "Recording".  ( Read more... )

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anonymous December 7 2011, 07:38:46 UTC
There was a brief motion, he rubs the side of his head before regarding the DJ with a calm and professional manner.

"They've taken the bait you left. As expected. They'll be deploying a unit into the concert on foot while keeping a back-up unit at the ready. Standard tactics. They'll be trying to discredit Adventus as much as possible."

A pause, an itch in his mind as something important comes up.

"I may be under threat of discovery. There are members of the crew sniffing about for my presence."

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shibuya_noise December 7 2011, 07:48:31 UTC
The DJ at the back of the room doesn't say a thing in response. He does bob his head a bit, seeming to be rather into his work at the moment, mixing music, while something completely unrelated to his work continues to filter into the room.

"Word word." the other, black skinned man says. "Figger they'd be on to somethin about how. An' we know they comin. We been ready for ya'll for a week. The hell ya'll been up to?"

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anonymous December 7 2011, 08:00:49 UTC
"Nothing of great importance. The crew have been struggling through the supply crisis though, and the Getter Machines have been put into lockdown. I have not been on the field thus far due to several extenuating circumstances. So I have nothing but the copies of the after action reports."

And those reports were handed to the dark-skinned man he was conversing with.

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shibuya_noise December 7 2011, 08:13:53 UTC
"Still workin wit the lack o'food eh. I dig. We had some nice timing on that, yo."

Though he turns back to the DJ, he gets no answer from him, as the DJ continues to spin his mixes.

"You got reports of da new shit on the ship, brotha? Thas the one thing we been lackin since ya'll started crossin the ocean."

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