Arn inspected her ARK-9mm pistol, its form and shape fitted her hand well, it was comfortable, compact, and had a built in silencer, all in all it was pretty handy. But of course she did not intend to use it to kill someone…well not just yet, it was a final resort if she needed a quick escape.
checking her other equipment she pulled out a small capsule, the smoked death, one pill enough to kill 13 fully grown woman, it's intended purpose is a suicide pill so she wouldn't be captured and possibly be tortured for intel.
Digging through her equipment again she pulls out a pair of sunglasses and places it on her face as she walks out of an ally way towards a dock.
The fresh ocean breeze and the smell of salt water hit her like a car to her face. Walking around the dock Arn looks around at the lively place, people selling all kinds of sea foods, people returning and departing from home, and even some republican guard women patrolling the area.
Yet this was how she new Erkia, her home and she swore that she would never allow a single imperial boot to step into the borders of her homeland.
“HEY ARN!” Looks around and sees a woman in a casual black jumpsuit with a grey jacket over it waving at her. After squinting a bit, she quickly realized it was Sanvir, her old childhood friend and she hurriedly walks her way towards her.
“Saaannn~!” She says cheerfully as she pats San’s shoulder in a informal greeting, “How's the husband?” She asks curiously.
“Oh you know…men’s emotions are always hard to read, fine means bad, yes means maybe, no mean depending, etc…but at least the sister wives are fine.” she ends off with a quick smile, “So how are you doing? Found a husband yet?” She asks as she looks at her with a wide playful grin.
“Oh of course not! Well not unless I'm out of this job, you know the rules of the agency.” Arn replies back with a pleasent tone to her voice.
“Ah yes, sometimes I forget your in the agency and not just disappearing for weeks on end…oh well.” She gives a slight shrug with a sigh at the end.
“Well duty calls when duty calls.” Arn responds back with a smirk, “Speaking of duty, I should get going now, boat isn't going to wait forever.” She says and San nods her head.
“Oh of course, then please don't let me keep you waiting.” She says with a smile as she pat her back and walks away with her bag of fruits.
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“Endeavor currently boarding.” the monotone speaker announces as Arn looks up from where she had been sitting.
She could see other people get up and start to move towards the ship, figuring it was about time she left too, she grabbed her bag and started boarding too.
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“Next.” The security officer says as the person Infront of her boards the ship and she steps forward.
“Open up your back please.” The officer says as she processeds to unzip her back for the officer to inspect.
As soon as she took a peek inside she froze as she looked at the assortment of weapons and equipment. But before she could do anything, Arn pulled out her intelligence ID card and flashed it to the officer.
The officer seemed to loosen up as she inspected the ID, “Alright your clear can go…Next!” She says as Arn boards the ship.
The boat she was on was heading for Albaria, one of the few truly neutral countries around the globe. Her plan was to enter the empire using a neutral country were the borders would be easier to infiltrate.
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Then once she was in, she could link locations with other agents in the country to locate the point of interest, which would be difficult since reports varried from mountain regions to woodland areas. But she would manage. She always did.
Arn sat on the deck of the ship, there plenty of people outside aswell, enjoying the evening view of the sky.
A light cold breeze hit her, making her shiver a bit. She watched as birds in the sky flew in a V formations, the clouds in the sky moving ever so slightly, and the sun go down little by little.
She would miss this view when she's on land again, but sooner or later she’ll return...Or so she hopped.
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Booker’s POV:
Booker stared as the convoy rolled up on the road and watched as several soldiers stepped out, followed by the diplomat.
He watched as his squad leader walked up to him and started talking, what he assumed was a debriefing of the situation but he couldn't really hear what they were saying.
Taking a look at the convoy he noticed several vehicles. Most of them were a mix of armed and unarmed M151 MUTTs and humvees, but he also noticed a Sheridan tank and a single m113 with a 50. Cal mounted on it.
“Hey Booker!” Henderson yelled out to him as he turned his head away from the convoy and towards his direction.
“Get the squad’s asses back in the bradley, we’re moving out with the convoy.” Henderson orders as he quickly gets up and runs towards where the rest of the squad had been sitting.
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“Two armed humvees, one armed jeep and one unarmed jeep, a single Bradley a supply truck and a single Sheridan tank. In total a task force of around 32 men and one diplomat.” Zack informs Henderson as the radio’s phone is pressed up against his ear with his shoulder supporting it as he writes down on his note book.
“isn't this a bit overkill?” Sam asks out loud and there's a chuckle around the whole bradley.
“We gotta make an entrance right?” Booker responds with a smirk and most of the squad nods in agreement.
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“FUCK!” Henderson shouts out as another soldiers gets in the way of the convoy. The moment the convoy had been spotted the whole camp went into a frenzy as soldiers from the camp surrounded the convoy with amazement and curiousity.
Booker had kept an eye out for at least one of their commanders, but he still couldn't see anything from the sea of soldiers.
Then his eyes landed on a white uniform of Alkina from amongst the crowd, trying to reach the convoy.
“Sir, left of the humvee, it seems to be Alkina trying to reach us.” He informs Henderson as they all look towards the direction he indicated.
“Damn it, if these bitches don't move out of the way, them im considering using tear gas.” Henderson says as he dismounts the bradley and tried to push his way through the crowd.
Turning his attention somewhere else, he noticed his squad laughing their asses off about something, “The fucks so funny dick heads?”
“Your crush is tripped on some mud.” Zack says as he tries to hold back his laughter.
“I beg your pardon?” Booker asks as he scans the crowd.
“Oh please, don't tell me you think we didn't see you wink at one of those girls.” Sam says as he looks at him with a doppy face.
Booker just stared at them with a blank face, not wanting to confirm or deny anything whilst giving them no information.
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Alkina’s POV:
There was a loud rumble, she could hear women rushing pass the tent and NCOs yelling out orders.
“What in the five fire lakes is going on?” Lornia says out loud as more women pass by the tent.
“I'm gonna bet it's the diplomatic convoy .” Ye’sha says and the room goes silent for a bit.
“I'll go check it out.” Alkina says as she gets up, puts on her cap, and marches out of the tent.
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She didn't quite know what she expected when she marched out the tent. Well she did expect the males from earlier but she didn't expect this many.
She counted the strangest vehicles, some had roofs while some didn't, there was one large truck in the middle of it and she guessed it was full of supplies, and the last thing she saw as a massive tank up at the front, with its crew’s head peeking out of their hatches.
She wondered how many energy stones did each vehicle have, but that was a question for Ya’sha to ask. Right now she needed to reach their commanding officer.
“HEY!” She called out to the crowd and they instantly went silent.
“Disperse and return to your posts.” It took a moment for her command to travel through everyone but when it did they quickly dispersed.
The crowd cleared and left a tall, green uniformed, figure standing. She recognized it as Henderson and she quickly walked up to him.
“Mister Henderson! So nice to meet you again.” She says as she continues to walk towards him.
“My deepest apologies for crowd, I swear we trained these women better.” She says with an apologetic look on her face.
“It's fine, as long as they didn't prove a security risk for the diplomat.” He says and she remembers.
“Oh yes! Please, let us discuss your trip into our world before entering it.” She offers and he seems to think for a bit.
“I don't see why not, just give us a second to dismount.” He says and she gives a nod right before he leaves towards the convoy.