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Re: The Finishing Act.
« Reply #25 on: January 09, 2012, 05:56:39 PM »
"There's a lot more dead bodies lying about here than I thought there would be."  Commented Mikhail, who unzipped part of the diving suit and peeled it off his upper-half.  It was good to at least get part of it off, and he couldn't wait for Juron to give him his clothes to change in to.  The two brothers had reflected on the little mission, and were both impressed with the talent they had to work with.  Mikhail was already familiar with Juron, so it wasn't the first time he had had to trust her with something as important as arming the explosives.  Vanessa and Pandora, meanwhile, were new and unknowns.  However, both of them were still alive and hadn't been shot -- so Mikhail figured they must have come in handy after all.

"Hang on a minute.  What we got here?"  Mikhail muttered, frowning a little at the sight of yet another woman.  Where did she come from?  And why was she wearing... what looked like a German uniform?  For all the brothers knew, this woman was another female that was about to join their group -- could have been a spy or secret agent, who was to meet up with Juron's squad after the dock had been taken.  "You want to go back to town and radio HQ?  Tell them we control the dock?"

"Yeah, OK."  Said Alexey.

"I'll go and find out who she is."  Mikhail and Alexey parted ways, Alexey began sneaking off in the direction of town without telling any of the women.  Mikhail, meanwhile, headed over to Juron, his arms folded and his strides slow.  "Whose your friend?"

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Re: The Finishing Act.
« Reply #26 on: January 10, 2012, 12:31:09 AM »
"She found her wandering about aimlessly looking for her mummy." Vanessa said glancing back at the new woman. She didn't trust her story anymore than she trusted that the three of them weren't going to end up getting shot before they got to go off him, which would be soon since they'd managed to take the dock as instructed.

Stepping forward Juron, handed Mikhail the bag that held his clothing and let her hand linger as she caught his eye hoping that he would understand exactly what she was doing. Pulling back, she turned back around giving Mariah a smile. "She was scared and ran, but it'll be alright now with the Germans dead. I don't think there's a threat within some distance of us." She knew that Pandora and Vanessa were under the belief that she believed Mariah Wallace's story and she wanted to keep it that way, at least until they knew exactly what was up with their Scottish friend. It was easier to find out secrets and motives of someone when you went along with the story they wove; and Juron Bratthen was almost 100% sure that Mariah Wallace had a secret she wasn't telling. It was either that or they force it out of her which she was sure everyone else would rather choose to do, but the Norwegian wanted to see how long it took for things to slip up with this woman.

"So everything went alright then?" Pandora asked changing the subject from their new acquaintance. She didn't want to talk about the woman anymore than they had to, and hoped to dump her soon.

"The ships have sunk, haven't they?" Juron replied back. "And I see you didn't have a problem with taking out the Germans?"

"Nah, I don't really think Hitler knew what he was getting into when we got involved in this war of his." Pandora replied, her attention going up to her rifle she'd left abandoned on the top of the hill. " 'Nessa had a bit of a scuffle but she shot the Nazi right between the eyes when he made the mistake of putting his hands on her. I'll know to never threaten a pregnant woman that knows how to wield a weapon of any sort."

Vanessa rolled her eyes at the Canadian's comment as she watched her hike back up the hill to retrieve the abandoned rifle she'd remembered. "It wasn't like I was going to just roll over and let him kill me or anything. I've got standards on who I let touch me."

"And impregnate you," Juron laughed. Turning back to Mariah she gave the woman a half smile touching her arm gently, "and you're sure you're okay?"

"Yeah," Mariah said giving her back a weak smile and nodding her head a slightly, "thank you. I really don't know what I would have found myself in if I kept running."

"We'll figure out what to do with you, won't we Mikhail?" Juron asked turning her attention back to the man who'd obviously become ignored. "Where did Alexey go?"
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Re: The Finishing Act.
« Reply #27 on: January 10, 2012, 12:09:25 PM »
When Mikhail took the bag with his clothes from her, he was completely oblivious to her little plan, merely being frustrated that she was holding on to him a little longer than he wanted her to.  He didn't take the hint that she was up to something, and instead yanked the bag away and looked in to it, making sure all his clothes were there.  Juron was on her own.

The Russian had hidden behind a short crate, zipping himself out of the wetsuit and letting the heaviness drop to the ground with a wet, hard slap.  Climbing out, he quickly began pulling on his trousers, shirt and jacket, before returning the wetsuit to the bag and dropping it at his feet.  "What?"  He asked, his head popping over the crate as if he hadn't been listening to a single word she was saying.  That wasn't the case, it had just taken his mind that little bit longer to work out what she had been saying.  Mikhail wasn't very good at multi-tasking.  "Alexey?  He went back to the town.  With any luck, they'll still be there and Szymanski can radio back to base that we've taken the dock.  Then -- it's just a case of waiting until the other reinforcements show up."

The last thing he wanted to do was sit about waiting any longer, Mikhail wanted to move.  Really, he just wanted Juron to go back home.  If they could find a place to dump the girls, then he would.  He had a bad feeling that one of them was going to get him shot in the foot, or that they were going to do a stupid thing like get killed.  And neither Kirechenko wanted to have to dig another grave.

Mikhail could see it now.  They'd radio back, and get the message that there was no reinfocements coming for days.  So that would mean they'd have to sit around here, bored out of their mind, with a woman who was ready to pop what looked like quadruplets at any time.  The problem with the Navy boys was they weren't used to this kind of thing.  Alexey and Mikhail were more familiar with being used as an attacking force, then handing the keys to the place over to someone else before being shipped off to some other location to attack.  But with the war heating up, and manpower starting to drain, they had to take on more than one role.  No amount of moaning had helped Mikhail's cause so far.

"Better get comfortable, girls." Mikhail said, glad to have such weight off his shoulders.  "We could be here for a while.  Let's just hope the Krauts don't spoil our nap."

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Re: The Finishing Act.
« Reply #28 on: January 10, 2012, 02:26:37 PM »
After spending the night down on the cold dock the girls woke up grumbling of their stiff pains from the lack of comfort they had at their disposal. Vanessa had slept inside the abandoned military vehicle on the back seat although it did not do much to keep her warm, nor was the seat wide enough for her to sleep easy on without fear of rolling off. She was quite sure that none of them had expected to stay on the dock the entire night, but obviously it was not like whatever reinforcements that were coming would show up that quick with them being what seemed so far out of the way. It did not make her any less cranky though when working out all the stiff spots that appeared overnight.

"You should have gone back to the village with Alexey," Juron commented after the pregnant woman complained about not being able to crack her back without difficulty. "I'm sure there would have been some sort of makeshift bed somewhere that you could have laid on for the night." The Norwegian hadn't sleep well either that night, her arms wrapped tightly around her rifle as she slept in case they had any unwelcomed visitors, and she could tell by the bleary look in Pandora's eyes that she hadn't slept much-- probably staying up half the night keeping watch on Mariah.

The Scottish woman didn't talk much and it left an unsettling feeling in the girls as they'd tried to find out more information from her, about her whereabouts and how long she'd been with the Germans for. But she just shook her head and said she still wasn't ready to talk about it.

Vanessa grunted her response rubbing a kink out of her neck, there was a reason why pregnant woman didn't get put into war and a reason that they didn't stray too far from home. It kept them from getting on the men's nerves and turning into complete hormonal bitches, which was probably why Montand had a habit of avoiding her once a month. "The sooner we get all of this over and done with, the better. I'm about ready to go home and get away from all of this, the next German I see is going to receive more than just a few bullets if I don't get to go home soon."

Within no-time the small group received word that the reinforcements were finally on their way and they headed back to the village, ready to pack up and move on. The trek back was a quiet one without much rush in their steps as they made their way back, it wasn't like there were any Germans to gun down or ships to explode and let sink to the bottom of the ocean floor. Once they'd made their way back though and were inside the village walls a rather loud boom came from the opposite end of the village.

"What was that?" Pandora asked stopping in her tracks, eyes roving over the empty streets filled with rubble. "It sounded like an explosion."

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Re: The Finishing Act.
« Reply #29 on: January 10, 2012, 05:32:53 PM »
Mikhail had remained with Juron on the way back, stopping short of holding hands.  Not that he said much to her, the occasional conversation and him hinting that he wanted her to go home as soon as she could.  The problem was that Juron -- like Pandora and Vanessa -- was a rather stubborn woman who wouldn't let someone tell her to take a step back from the action.  He figured that the adrenaline that had been building up since that day on the beach had turned her in to a stronger woman, and it was going to be very difficult for him to get rid of her.

The group had barely been in the town for a few minutes when the loud bang gave Mikhail a shock.  His body shuddered at the noise from the other end of the town, and right away he knew they were in trouble.  "Alexey!"  Mikhail shouted, running around to look for his brother.  "Alexey..."  He said, meeting up with the other Kirechenko at a crossroads.  "...what the hell was that?"

Alexey was out of breath, and hunched over placing his hands on his knees to support his leaning upper-body.  "Sounded like a... a bomb?  I didn't hear any cannon fire."  The two of them looked around, only to hear the cry of one of their comrades -- shouting that an attack had begun.  The machine gun that the Russiand had set up facing east had begun to rattle out it's bullets, giving the pair of brothers a hint that they should get in to their action stations.

"Szymanski, tell the god damn HQ that we're under attack!  We need every bloody guy they've got!"  Mikhail screamed, not even sure if Szymanski was close to him. or heard it.  Mikhail didn't have time to wait for any kind of acknowledgement, and was already sprinting towards the other machine gun which right now was lying unused.  A short wall of sandbags was the only thing that was going to protect Mikhail, along with the constant buzzing of the stolen MG42.

Alexey jogged passed Pandora, doing a 180 so he was moving away from her in a backwards direction.  He was about to tell her to get somewhere high, but he realised that she didn't need to be told what she had to do.  What he had to do, however, was find out just exactly what they were up against.

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Re: The Finishing Act.
« Reply #30 on: January 10, 2012, 06:04:11 PM »
It didn't take long for the three of them to get moving. Pandora was already searching for the highest mark in the town for her to go as soon as the gunfire started. She heard Juron start to give them orders, direction Panda on what she already knew to do and telling Vanessa to get somewhere she could be hidden and of use. There wasn't much for the woman to go on, the building she'd used before had been brought to the ground by the grenade that  had nearly killed her, so she had to go for the next best thing which was a half brought down building giving her enough protection in the direction that the beginning of the attack was coming from.

"Mariah, have you used a weapon before?" Juron asked the Scottish woman as Pandora took off, leaving the three other women alone.

Mariah nodded her head, "I have, but I don't have a weapon that I can use to help you,"

"That's OK," Juron cut her words off yanking Vanessa's rifle out of her hands and handing it to her, "use Vanessa's. Keep her out of sight so that she doesn't end up with her head blown off."

Vanessa snatched for her rifle back only to have her hands smacked away by Juron "I can defend myself, thank you!"

"No Vanessa, I changed my mind, you're not taking part in this fight as long as I can help it. We don't have the ability of surprise we had earlier. You need to keep yourself out of harms way." Grabbing the woman by her arm she shoved her and Mariah into the direction that Pandora had gone in before turning and running after Mikhail. She'd got Vanessa and Mariah out of the way, and now she needed to find out what she was going to do and Mikhail always seemed to know the best place for her to be-- and the best place that made him happy.

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Re: The Finishing Act.
« Reply #31 on: January 10, 2012, 06:22:20 PM »
Alexey couldn't make it exactly how many Germans were attacking.  From first glances, he could see about forty-or-fifty, slowly making an advance.  The machine guns were pinning them down, giving the Russians some time to prepare their defenses even more.  During the night, Alexey and Vitaly had mined the two entrances to the town, and had also found themselves a box filled with three panzerfausts -- a disposable, one-shot anti-tank rocket which would hopefully come in handy if the Germans decided to throw some armour their way.  No, scratch that.  Alexey was hoping that it didn't actually have to come to that.

Satisfied that everyone was in a good place to keep the town, he kept an eye on the south side of town -- the msot likely place for the Germans to flank them at.  The small squad of Russians were in a vulnerable position.  They didn't have nearly enough men to defend this area (8 men including 4 women) yet the Germans were throwing nearly 10x the amount of men in order to take the place back.  Was it really this important that they wanted it back so badly?  Alexey didn't have time to think things like that over.  They could have the town -- he just wanted to be alive at the end of it.

The belt feeding the MG42 was nearly running out, and Mikhail was starting to think he was going to have to change it himself -- until Juron plonked her pretty ass next to his.  As long as she was right next to him, he knew she would stay alive.  And while she was here, she may as well help him keep the machine gun running.  "OK.  You see that belt?"  He asked inbetween bursts of fire.  "I need you to keep feeding it in, OK?"  More firing.  "As soon as it gets to the end, you give me up another and I'll reload it real quick.  And keep your head down, alright?"  He shouted, taking down German-after-German.  There was too many of them!

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Re: The Finishing Act.
« Reply #32 on: January 11, 2012, 02:30:09 AM »
Pandora found the best position she could in the time she had to get herself set up and positioned with the battle raging on below her. The rapid gunfire coming from every direction accompanied with the shouts and screams of dying men below set her on edge, she hoped that the dying were those that were German and not one of the few that were on her side. It was just her luck she figured, to take a village with possibly no importance, blow up a few ships only to be attacked again by a bigger army once they thought the danger was over. Things just did not seem to be going in favour for them.

Laying flat on her front Pandora set up her rifle in the opening of a blown out wall keeping herself out of sight the best she could. The large amount of German men below moving through the town amazed her-- there were so many of them for the taking of such a small place! How important could it be? Keeping her eye to the scope of the gun she managed to shoot down a few Germans enjoying their silent deaths as they hit the ground. After a few she picked herself up and moved as quick as she could to a new location and set herself up once more before doing the same job all over again. They were horribly outnumbered and the Canadian could easily see that this was going to be a lost cause. There was more Germans than bullets and she was absolutely positive that all their ammo and defenses would not hold in the long run. She only hoped they pulled out before someone got shot.

Juron found the gunfire almost deafening as she parked herself down beside Mikhail, almost missing his sudden request as she did so. It would figure he'd want to keep her close to him instead of sending her off in some direction to face the whatever came at her on her own. Her best bet was as long as she just stayed with him feeding him the belts into his gun he could keep her from getting directly involved with less of a chance at being shot at. It didn't matter to her, so long as she was doing something and she knew that Pandora and Vanessa knew what they had to do, and would be alright. Juron was nearly laying down with herself half propped up against the sandbags that they were using for mild protection as Mikhail continued to fire off rounds from the belts that were continuesly being reloaded. It honestly did not sound like it was doing them much good and the longer they stayed where they were the higher the chances of them being killed went up. "Mikhail, this isn't doing us any good!" She shouted over the constant fire, "we need to leave. They're going to kill us if we don't! Mikhail, are you listening to me?" Grabbing the bottom of his shirt she tugged it gently, not enough to distract him from what he was doing but enough for him to realise she was speaking. "We. Have. To. Go!"

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« Reply #33 on: January 11, 2012, 12:35:22 PM »
At first, he was ignoring her.  He knew she was speaking the truth, but he didn't want to hear it.  The near-constant grinding of the machine gun's barrel, pumping bullet-after-bullet, had provided a good enough barrier of sound which quietened her complaints to nothing short of a whisper.  The fact was, Mikhail Vassily Kirechenko did not like to lose.  He didn't like to give things up without a good fight, and the last people in the world right now he wanted to give things to were the Germans.  And possibly the Hungarians.  Mikhail had an extreme dislike for the Hungarians.  Those Nazi bum-lickers, he thought of them as.

Eventually, there was no way of closing her ears to her any more.  She tugged the bottom of his army shirt, just as the belt began to dry up.  When the last bullet ejected from the gun, he allowed the heavy weapon to sit there silently, no longer doing what it had been doing for the previous few minutes -- slicing up Germans.  She looked concerned, like she was scared that if she didn't start running now then she wasn't going to get out of this village alive.  But he also knew that if he wanted to stay, then Juron was always going to be someone who would stand by his side no matter what situation they found themselves in.  Mikhail found himself in a difficult position to be in.

An ear-bursting explosion nearly sent Alexey flying half-way across the village.  The other machine gun nest was hit hard by the shell of an artillery gun, sending blood, metal and sand upwards in a fluttering mini-hurricane.  Alexey had been nearby, just as the shell hit it's intended target with pinpoint accuracy.  The wind had been knocked out of him, and he dragged himself to some cover in order to regain his breath.  Szymanski had came over to check that he was alright, and Alexey gave him a thumbs up.

"No one's coming!"  Szymanski yelled, giving the Kirechenko brother the bad news he knew he was going to get as soon as they made the urgent request for reinforcements.  "We're on our own!"

With two men now dead, their squad's chances were all-but-over.  More Germans were coming from over the horizon, and with heavy artillery now at their disposal, the Russian squad could not compete with it.  Damn this stupid town.

"Come on!"  Mikhail said.  He reached out and grabbed Juron's hand, squeezing and holding it tightly as he began to run with her in the opposite direction of the Germans -- keeping as low as he could in the process.

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Re: The Finishing Act.
« Reply #34 on: January 11, 2012, 02:05:23 PM »
Juron had begun to think that Mikhail wasn't going to leave, that he was going to stay and defend the town until he took a few dozen bullets and was left unmoving on the ground. She knew what he was like when it came to losing, and giving up something he didn't want to give but she really didn't want him to let himself get shot over a town that didn't seem of any importance, she really didn't. She let go of his shirt when the machine gun quieted, waiting silently for his decision on what it was he was going to do. Juron wanted to run, she wanted to run and not look back at the mess that was upon them and try to make it through the rest of the day. But if Mikhail decided he wanted to stay, that he was going to be stubborn and continue to fight a losing battle than the Norwegian woman already knew that that was what she was going to do too, there was no question about it. It was almost exactly what Juron expected him to decide on doing, which was why when he grabbed her hand and they began to run off in the opposite direction she was completely caught off guard and nearly lost her balance. "Pandora!" she screamed, hoping that the woman was within hearing distance of her over the loud explosions going on around her and the constant gun fire, "we're going!"

The building that Pandora was inside shook from the explosion that killed two of their men, the floor she lay upon vibrated violently and for a second the woman thought it was going to cave from under her. Peering out she spotted Alexey and Szymanski together, neither of them seem very pleased and Pandora figured it had to have been from some horrible news on top of the threat they were under. After the constant firing from her rifle Pandora was beginning to see an alarming low in what she had left to work with, there wasn't any point left and she was done with wasting her time. Packing up, she made her way down the flights of stairs she'd climbed to get up where she was and burst into the street heading in the direction of the men.

Juron's words were lost to her ears over the sounds of war raging on around them, but Pandora already knew that it was a lost cause and wanted out before someone's bullet found her instead. "Alexey," she grabbed the Russian by the arm, giving it a firm tug to draw him in her direction, "we're going. There's no point left anymore." To her left she saw Vanessa running in their direction, and then the next thing she knew Vanessa was face down on the ground, her legs giving out from under her. "No!" she screamed. Dropping her rifle Pandora took off after her friend's fallen body. It was the stupidest thing she could had done but for that split second it took her to react it was the choice she needed to make. She had to help her before they evacuated the town, there was a chance she wouldn't be dead.

But that wasn't the case, Vanessa was dead after being shot in the back multiple times. Pandora reached her and rolled the woman's body over to find her dead eyes staring up at her empty of all life. A soft sob broke from her as she held her friend's lifeless body, the first sign of actual sorrow for a death that she didn't know she could still feel on the battleground.

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« Reply #35 on: January 11, 2012, 03:05:20 PM »
Mikhail had made sure that while he kept on running and didn't stop, that he had a good idea of where they were actually heading to.  Vitaly and the remaining members of the squad were overing their escape, but it would soon be time for them to start retreating as well.  Especially as the thudding of artillery shells was becoming more frequent.  The Russian eventually slowed himself down, which in turn caused Juron to stop as well.  He was out of breath, and nearly collapsed from exhaustion.  They had ran as far as the river to the west of the town, a point where Mikhail had told the rest of the team to regroup at if any of them ever got separated.  It gave them enough shelter to hide and think things over, without having to worry about defending some stupid objective that wasn't even part of their plan in the first place.

"Great.  That's just great."  Mikhail said, pacing back and forth over a short distance with his hands on his hips.  Jurek and Marik are dead.  I don't know if my brother's alive, I don't know if any of the rest of the guys are alive..."  He was trailing off, moaning to himself rather than at Juron.  He was frustrated, more so because of the defeat but because it was a defeat that he had no need to have been part of.  This was Juron's silly mission.  Whoeever gave it to her -- it may have been in Russia but that didn't mean he had to get dragged in to it.  The only thing they could do now was wait.  Wait and keep their fingers crossed that everyone else made it back.

With the withdrawal of the Russians, the Germans wasted no time in re-taking the town.  Szymanski and Vitaly Kuprienko were the first two to return to the meeting point, sliding down the steep hill to the riverbank and limped over to where Juron and Mikhail were.

"Romanov got shot."  Was all Szymanski said as he sat down on a large rock.  His head quickly bowed.

A short while later, Alexey turned up with Pandora close to him.  He'd put an arm around her after they'd stopped jogging, rubbing her upper-arm to comfort her somewhat.  He didn't know how much she knew Vanessa, if they were best friends or had only been together because of the war.  However, as soon as they came in to view of the survivors -- they all knew something bad had happened.

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« Reply #36 on: January 11, 2012, 03:47:43 PM »
Juron wanted to say something to Mikhail, anything at all but she didn't know what the right words would be to use at the time without him finding some way to turn it all on her. The woman felt bad as it was, she knew that this had nothing to do with Mikhail and his men; and now his brother might be dead amoung the rubble back in the town. She didn't know if Pandora and Vanessa had survived either, but she was hoping desperately that at any time the two of them would appear with Alexey and they would have only lost Jurek and Marik. Juron wasn't too sure how lucky they were going to be on that, but when Vitaly and Szymanski appeared at the top of the hill she stood from the rock she'd taken position on and went over to where Mikhail was pacing back and forth, touching his arm gently with the news of another death. That was three of them then, three men that they had lost.

She was scared for the other three now, Alexey, Pandora, and Vanessa. Her eyes watched the hilltop hoping that at any moment they would come over and be alright. Juron's grip on Mikhail's arm tightened as she watched and waited, almost ready to pray for their safe return when she saw them, Alexey and Pandora coming towards them. She let out a heavy sigh of relief before she realised something was wrong. Alexey was comforting Pandora and Vanessa wasn't anywhere in sight. "Oh no..." she whispered.

Pandora couldn't believe that they had left Vanessa's body behind, but Alexey had been right when he said they would end up dying as well if they tried to remove her body. All of the hard work they'd put into that damn town was turned to nothing within less than ten minutes. It was hard to register and she was thankful for Alexey's attempt to comfort her. She saw Juron standing in front of her, and she could only shake her head silently before sinking to her knees. "They shot her Juro.." she muttered feeling the woman's hands suddenly on her shoulders, "they shot her and I saw it happen."

"Where is she?"

Pandora blinked looking up at the Norwegian's grief stricken face, unable to understand what she was talking about. "They shot her down."

"Mariah! Where is she? I sent her with Vanessa, where is she?!"

Pandora shook her head, she didn't know. She'd completely forgotten about the Scottish woman that had joined them at the last minute. She hadn't seen her with Vanessa so she had no idea.

"I'm going to kill her." Standing up Juron backed away from Pandora looking around wildly for the missing woman. She had forgotten all about her until Pandora had said Vanessa was dead. Her, and her two unborn babies were left for the Germans to do whatever they wanted with. "I'm going to kill her!" Looking up, she saw Mariah standing at the top of the hill with Vanessa's rifle hanging in her hands. "You!"

"Juron!" Pandora lurched to her feet as the Norwegian woman ran up the hill, she didn't realise the Scottish woman had been behind them the way back and wondered why she hadn't said anything to let herself be known.

Juron's fist connected with Mariah's jaw knocking the woman on to the ground with Juron practically sitting on her, one hand around the fallen woman's neck and the other sending blow after blow to her face. "You were supposed to protect her!" She screamed uncaring of the fact everyone was watching her attack the woman. "I sent you to protect her, not let her get shot!"

"Juron!" Pandora grabbed her friend under the arms and yanked her off of Mariah dragging her away as she struggled to get back. "Juron, calm down. This isn't helping!"

Mariah sat up slowly, spitting blood out of her mouth before wiping at the cut on her lip from Juron's fist. "I-- I'm sorry. I thought she was behind me. I told her to follow me... and then she wasn't there. I didn't know what to do.."

Juron lunged for Mariah again, only to be grabbed by Pandora again who held on to her tightly, struggling against the fighting woman. "You should have gone back! She was pregnant. You don't leave her!"

Pandora looked desperately down at the men, struggling to keep a hold of Juron as she continued to fight to get at Mariah. "A little help  would be nice!"

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Re: The Finishing Act.
« Reply #37 on: January 11, 2012, 05:46:18 PM »
Pandora's help fell on deaf ears, which wasn't really surprising considering Mikhail Kirechenko had been suffering from selective hearing ever since the women came on to the scene.  Not even Juron was immune to it, and most of the things she had been saying weren't being heard.  So when she ran off to go and batter the Scottish woman, Mikhail and the rest of the team were in no hurry to stop her.  They had just lost four of their guys, and so someone had to suffer for that.  So what better way than have Juron let off a little steam and beat the living crap out of this woman?

Mikhail, Alexey, Vitaly and Szymanski stayed where they were -- at the bottom of the river valley, sitting on the set of rocks and trying to come to terms with what had just happened.  They had absolutely zero to show for it.  The town was now back in German hands, and while they may have killed a few dozen enemy soldiers -- they were probably just inexperienced.  The navy team, however, had just lost four very experienced members.  Very hard to replace.

Alexey yawned, trying to block out the sound of the commotion up on the hill.  "So what now?"  He asked the group, rubbing his eyes then his face.  "We don't even have a radio."  The radio had been abandoned by Szymanski during their retreat -- the heavy equipment had been too much of a weight on his back, and if he wanted to survive then the only option he had was to dump it.  Unfortunately, that meant that they had zero contact with any of their superiors or neaby reinforcements.  They really were on their own.

"I say we just ditch the girls, and go back to base."  Kuprienko suggested, shrugging his shoulders and then nodding at the scuffle the three of them had got themselves in.  "Look at them.  It's their fault everyone's dead.  It's their fault that we don't have a radio, or that we're running low on ammo.  We don't have any kind of transport, and the Germans are out looking for us.  I'm fed up with this game."

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« Reply #38 on: January 11, 2012, 06:37:26 PM »
Pandora could see that she wasn't going to end up with any back up what-so-ever and it was getting harder for her to hold onto Juron as she continued to thrash. It was obviously pointless, they didn't care if Juron beat the living crap out of Mariah so why should she? Letting go of Juron she watched as the girl charged the Scottish woman head on, knocking her to the ground and the two of them rolled down the hill struggling to land with the upper hand. She couldn't believe how violent Juron had suddenly become towards the woman who she had insisted herself on staying with them, but there she was struggling against her once Mariah decided she was going to defend herself against Juron's constant attacks. Pandora could see how pissed Juron was, she'd lost Vanessa too and she felt horrible for the death of babies but she wasn't acting out like some sort of lunatic. "Juron! Leave her alone, you're just going to make things worse, we have to figure out what we're going to do next!" she shouted before sitting on the grass. There was no point in going down and getting involved again.

Juron continued to fight with Mariah, each of them continuesly fighting for the upper hand with the other under them on the rocky shore of the river. She blamed the woman completely for Vanessa's death and she wasn't about to let her get away with it. She shouldn't have ever let her join them, Vanessa would still be alive if it hadn't been for her. It was obvious nobody was going to try and stop her, Pandora had and without anyone caring enough to help her she'd given Juron free reign to do what she wanted. It wasn't a smart idea of course, but it would make her feel better. That was, until Juron felt the cold metal of a gun be pressed into her stomach once she'd had Mariah pinned down under her again, her fist pulled back to get her in the face.

"Get back." Mariah hissed out through clenched teeth.

Juron quickly did as she was told, stumbling on the rocks as she got to her feet keeping her eye on the pistol in Mariah's hands that never left Juron as she got on to her own feet. "What-- I don't--"

"Ah, ah." Mariah shifted her gun in the direction of the four men that she had her back to, "I don't think I like the idea of having my back to four men who could easily take me down. Move."

Juron did as she was told, suddenly feeling very aware of how things could play out from here. She hadn't even seen the weapon on Mariah before this moment, so where had it come from? Vanessa's rifle was still at the top of the hill where Pandora had sat watching them, but was now standing with a look of shock. "Mariah-- what? I don't understand."

"Of course you don't. Because you were the only one stupid enough to trust my word when nobody else seemed too. Now look where you are, at the end of my gun that could very easily end your life when the German's didn't. Then what? You'll have left your sweetie all alone, possibly to seek comfort from somebody else? That is-- if he actually cares enough. Do you honestly think he does? After you and your girls have cost him the lives of four of his men?"

"Shut up."

"No, you shut up. Why do you think you're out here Juron Bratthen? You started off with five women including yourself. One was pregnant, who honestly sends a pregnant woman out to a battlefield, honestly? Oh, but you'd know all about that wouldn't you, being pregnant yourself. Oh yes--" Mariah smiled at the sudden look of shock that had replaced Juron's surprise, "I know all about your little secret. Vanessa told me before I sent her out to Pandora and she got gunned down. Does he know yet? Shall we tell him together?"

Mariah's gaze shifted to Pandora who had picked up Vanessa's discarded rifle and was aiming it at the dark-haired woman. "I wouldn't if I were you." she called up, "because I'm much quicker than you are-- and even with just your threat it's going to make me do this." Pulling back on the trigger she grinned widely at Juron's sudden scream of pain as she was shot in the same shoulder as before.

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Re: The Finishing Act.
« Reply #39 on: January 11, 2012, 07:49:45 PM »
Alexey had looked over at the two women fighting every now and again, curious as to how rough it was getting.  You'd expect guys to jump at the chance of seeing a cat-fight up-close, but that wasn't the case when it came to these guys.  Especially after the day they'd been having.  At one point, Alexey had kicked Mikhail lightly with the toe of his boot, suggesting that maybe he ought to go and pull his misses away from the Scottish woman, but his brother disagreed and said that it would help her.  Juron needed things to take her mind off stuff like the war about her.  It's what she did.

The four men were taken aback by the sudden gun-shot; ducking a little thinking that it had come from up above -- that maybe the Germans had found them.  Vitaly Kuprienko was the quickest to react, and he dived down for his rifle, aiming it in the direction of the sound... which happened to be from the little scuffle that had been happening in the distance.

Mariah quickly found herself in a situation where she was outgunned and outnumbered -- 5-to-1.  She had a pistol, and Alexey could bet that she wasn't going to be able to shoot them from that distance with any kind of accuracy.  They, on the other hand, had rifles and a machine gun -- which would have no problem taking her down.  The only thing that brought on this moment of hesitation was that Juron was in danger of taking another bullet to the body -- and this time it might be somewhere a little more deadlier than in her shoulder.

"You really think this is a good idea?"  Called Alexey, who advanced that little bit closer with Mikhail -- both of them aiming their weapons at her with their fingers itching on the trigger.  She knew that she would be blown away as soon as another shot ejected from her gun.

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Re: The Finishing Act.
« Reply #40 on: January 12, 2012, 01:03:59 AM »
The gunshot had surprised Pandora greatly, she hadn't expected Mariah to actually shoot Juron. Her eyes darted to the woman who was gripping her already hurt shoulder tightly, and the men that had taken up arms behind her with every weapon trained on the Scottish woman. She could already see the outcome of this, had the instant she realised Mariah had pulled a gun on Juron and was threatening all because of Juron attacking her for not being with Vanessa? She didn't hear the words exchanged between the two below, unknowing that everything was happening for a bigger reason.

Sliding down the hill Pandora's feet hit the bottom in a run as she shot across to where Juron still stood. She wasn't worried about Mariah shooting here, she couldn't be that stupid to fire another shot with everyone ready to rip her apart with their own. "Are you okay?"

Juron nodded her head ever so slightly, her eyes never coming off the woman who had shot her. What was it she had said? She knew something-- someone had purposely sent her and the others out into German territory with the intention of them being killed, but who? Who had they pissed off enough to make it so that they would be sent out on a dangerous and stupid mission with a pregnant woman who obviously should have stayed at home? The grin that played across Mariah's lips was too big for it to be some kind of joke, the woman was serious but why had she not killed Juron instead of just injuring her if someone wanted them dead? "Who are you?"

"Oh, you know who I am. And don't worry boys-- I don't plan on shooting anyone again, unless it's myself that is. I'm well aware of how horribly outnumbered I am. Consider it a little taste of what's to come for all of you. She knows where you are, she's always known where you have been and she's just been biding her time waiting. I do suppose it is rather unfortunate for you with the baby, but it is what it is and I'd say oh... maybe three-four days tops until each and everyone one of you have bit the bullet? Yes, that seems about right. And as for me... well, I can't really have you taking me in for questioning can I? I've already said too much but how joyous is it to know that the next few days you'll be sitting around wondering who it is I'm talking about-- who's after you? Who collected you up like little soldiers and sent you off to your deaths? You should be thankful Vanessa, Jessica, and little Sammy all received the deaths they did. It was much better than what is waiting for you. And poor Mikhail," Mariah's grin grew even more as she turned her attention finally to the two Kirechenko's moving forward just a bit, "losing everything you've cared about after thinking it was all safe. Bet you thought Juron was going to be alright on her own once you got called away, didn't you? But you were wrong, and now your sweet big brother is involved and you're going to lose everything. What a sad day--" Mariah's words were cut off by the sound of a gun firing. She dropped to the ground with a soft thud, blood pooling from where the bullet had struck her in the face.

"She really talks too much," Pandora said easing the rifle she'd shot Mariah with to the ground before helping Juron down into a sitting position  herself. "It wasn't like she was going to tell us anything anyways, and it'll save us a lot of time without her yapping away. Who was she talking about? Who's this 'she' she kept mentioning? You're lucky this time Juro, shot in the arm and you've got yourself an exit wound. No digging this time."

Juron shook her head, pulling her hand away from the wound and wincing at the amount of blood she could see. She didn't understand who Mariah had been talking about, she didn't know who this 'she' was although she had a horrible feeling she might. "I think-- I think I'm going to pass out." she whispered.
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Re: The Finishing Act.
« Reply #41 on: January 12, 2012, 10:08:05 AM »
Things had taken a new twist with Mariah's revelation that someone was pulling strings behind the scenes, bringing these five women together specifically and sending them off to run around like headless chickens, sacrificing themselves for pieces of land that weren't worth a damn thing.  It had just been coincidence that Mikhail's unit were the ones that had been sent to reinforce them.  Or was it?  Had this 'woman' been so powerful that she had managed to infiltrate the Soviet Union's military and make sure that the navy team were the ones in this area at this precise time?  After all -- there was millions of soldiers in the army, but it just so happened to be him?  No, it was too much of a coincidence not to be connected to it all.

With the team's medic now dead, it was left to Szymanski to patch up Juron.  He was the one with what remained of their medical supplies, and he cleaned up the wound and bandaged it up -- although it wasn't as professional-looking as Jessica's job during their beach assault a day-or-two ago.

For the remainder of the day, the group kept hidden next to the river, having something to eat while they organised their thoughts.  From the 11 that had originally defended the town, they were down to 6 left.  As long as they didn't bump in to any more large groups of Germans, then Mikhail thought they would be fine.

Szymanski kept a watch over Juron from time to time (why was he the one that had to look after her?  He was pretty sure Mikhail knew more about medicine than he did).  Vitaly was doing his usual, and moaning about why they were just sitting around when they should be heading back to base as soon as possible, but Alexey merely told him to shut up -- that they were going to wait until nightfall before daring to move out in the open again.  Mikhail was quiet for the most of it, sitting a little distance from the rest of them and staring out in to nothing.  He would occasionally bring his thumb up to gnaw at his nail.  He was supposed to be keeping watch, but Alexey didn't trust his brother to be able to react in time if a German walked in front of him.

As soon as the sky began to darken, Vitaly was the first to jump up and tell them that it was now time to go.  Alexey sighed, getting to his feet and nodded -- yet waved his hand for Vitaly to calm down.  "I know, I know."  Said Alexey, leaning down and picking up his machine gun.  "Right Mik, what you thinking?"  He asked his brother, walking over to close the gap between the pair.  "Or are you still meditating?"

"How's she doing?"  He asked, moving from the same spot he had been sitting in for hours.  His muscles ached and twitched as he climbed off the rock.

"She's fine.  Though now I know who to put my money on if you and her get in to a fight."

Mikhail walked passed his brother and stood looking at the remainder of their unit.  Four soldiers and two women who showed that they were the only two capable of surviving in a war.  Pandora's sniping skills had come in handy, whilst Mikhail was already seeing a different side to Juron.  She had stepped in to the leadership role of her team, though three of them were now dead -- but you couldn't really put the blame on the Norwegian woman.  She wasn't a soldier, after all.  "Alexey -- you're gonna go back to base with Szymanski and Vitaly.  I'm getting Juron and Pandora home."

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« Reply #42 on: January 12, 2012, 11:14:17 AM »
After hearing Mariah's little speech Juron found herself unable to think of anything else but who this 'she' character was that the Scottish woman had spoken about. It was plaguing her mind with every possibility and questions of her own that she knew nobody had the answers to-- nobody but this woman that had apparently set this entire thing up. And for what? All five of them had pissed off someone including Mikhail and now she was wanting to see their death? It really didn't make much sense, who could the five of them who'd never even met before this time had met previously on their own terms and pissed off enough?

Pandora was back with her sitting on the hill, she'd gone back and forth between chatting with Alexey and just sitting quietly with Juron while she muttered to herself under her breath trying to make sense of it all. Pandora had tried to ask Juron questions about it, about who she knew and who she thought it was, who connected them? But Juron would just shake her head or not reply. It seemed to the Canadian that Juron had grown that bit more afraid after Mariah started to speak of this woman. It worried her, how suddenly quiet Juron had become but she'd noticed it in Mikhail too, so maybe it was how they dealt with situations like this when nobody quite understood what was going on. "Juron," Pandora whispered placing her hand on the woman's good shoulder, her gaze in the men's direction. "I think they're sending us home."

"No!" Juron shot up from where she sat and ran down the bit of hill she'd sat herself up on, running to where Mikhail and Alexey stood her finger jabbing Mikhail hard in the chest. "Don't you dare! Don't-you-dare. I'm not leaving, and you're not about to damn well make me either Mikhail Kirechenko! Whatever this is-- whoever this 'she' is, she is a threat to the both of us, not just one or the other and I refuse to leave. I absolutely refuse! What if that's what they want, huh? What if she knows us so well that she'll know that is what you'll do. We could be walking right in to her!"

"Juron," Pandora cajoled coming up behind the woman to try and calm her, "calm down.."

"No! I will NOT calm down! Mikhail I refuse-- absolutely refuse to go home and wait for you to come back. I'm not doing it."

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« Reply #43 on: January 12, 2012, 11:27:38 AM »
Everybody had stopped what they were doing when Juron came charging towards Mikhail, full of anger and rage at the prospect of having to return home like a good likee woman should.  Alexey was quite happy to let Mikhail suffer a little bit at the hands of the Norwegian woman, and stepped back so she could continue to spout abuse at him.  The sensible thing was for her to return home, and sit waiting for the war to be over.  Sure, her country had been invaded, but it had been relatively ignored by the German High Command as the war went on.  The prolonged presence of German troops had grown accustomed to living in Norway, and their brutal occupation had been less-brutal in the recent years.  They were almost quite tolerable.

Mikhail sighed, lowering his head and half-listening to what she was moaning at him about.  He had become tolerant of her little mood swings like this, it wasn't the first time that Mikhail had said that the adventure was over for her.  She may be able to look after herself, but this wasn't just a normal adventure.  The two of them had been brought here for a reason, for someone's enjoyment.  So far, Juron and Pandora had exceeded expectations he could bet.

Sighing once again, he slapped his face with both of his hands and rubbed it furiously as if a pain was growing in his head.  Then, out of absolutely nowhere, he swung his fist back and connected it against Juron's pretty little head -- the blow intended to knock her out.  He stepped back and made some breathing room for himself, glad of the silence.  Alexey smirked at what he just did, Szymanski raised his eyebrows in surprise at how hard he hit the woman and Vitaly didn't seem to react at all.  Well, except for muttering "finally..." under his breath.

"You can thank me all later.  OK.  Pandora... I'm taking Juron home.  I want you to come with me."  Mikhail said, picking up the Norwegian's slumped body and throwing her over his shoulder.

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« Reply #44 on: January 12, 2012, 12:09:12 PM »
Pandora blinked in shock, her mouth hanging slightly open at Mikhail's blow to Juron's head. She hadn't even been able to react in time to keep Juron from crumbling to the floor like a rag-doll. Granted, the silence was nice with Juron no longer yelling at Mikhail about not wanting to go home. Hell, she didn't want to so much either, she'd rather stay and fight this bitch who had cost them the lives of three other women and Mikhail's men. But she wasn't about to take it up with Mikhail and end up in the same position that the Norwegian woman had, she'd rather leave while being awake and aware of everything going on than draped over someone's shoulder like a damsel.

"Okay... let me just..." turning, she ran back to where she'd left her rifle and picked up Juron's as well, slinging them both over her back before going back to where Mikhail stood with the others and Juron, poor Juron who only wanted to stay and fight for her now threatened life with Mikhail.

All of their lives were now threatened, by this unknown woman who had so easily struck fear into Juron's mind. Pandora didn't see herself returning to Canada anytime soon, it was probably what was expected of her-- or was it? The Canadian could feel herself slowly growing paranoid of her options and the safest thing for her to do. What if it was expected of her to go somewhere else instead of Canada? Juron was right, whoever this woman was she must know them well enough to trap them in a box like she had. Everything was too perfectly planned and it was starting to look like they were going to be making guesses on a whim to try and stay alive until they could figure out who this threat was.

"So... I guess we're off then?"

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« Reply #45 on: January 12, 2012, 12:23:18 PM »
They all said their goodbyes.  Alexey had wanted to go with them -- especially Pandora -- but Mikhail refused, not really giving any proper explanation.  Alexey knew he'd be seeing his brother again, but Pandora was a different story.  Unsure of how to say goodbye, he went to shake her hand but instead felt himself pulling her towards him in a hug, although stopping short of the temptation of kissing her.  "You take care, Pandora."  He said, pulling away before any sort of emotion could come between them.  They'd definitely become friends, and who knows -- one day after the war they might bump in to one another again.

With that -- Mikhail, Pandora and Juron were off.  Well, Mikhail and Pandora were anyway.  Juron didn't have much of a choice now: whereever Mikhail went, she would go.  The Russian explained the plan.  With a bit of luck, they had stole a German jeep from a group of young soldiers who were quickly taken down by the combination of Pandora's sniping skills and Mikhail's quick assault.  Juron was placed on the back seat, while Mikhail took the steering wheel and drove off in the direction of a nearby friendly airfield.

With a bit of money (packets of cigarette and alcohol were more valuable to soldiers these days) he was going to get one of his friends to fly both women back to England, where he explained was the safest place for them right now.  England was packed to the brim with soldiers of various nationalities -- from Canadian to American, "British" to Indian.  Pandora would then hopefully be able to explain they needed to be hidden, and he made her promise that she would make sure Juron never got back on the plane and came back to Russia.

"I'll come for her.  When the war is over."  He said to Pandora, pulling up at the airfield and getting out quickly so the Russians didn't think that they were Germans.  After all, it had been an enemy jeep they'd been driving.  Stretching his legs a little, he began looking about for his friend Yuri.

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« Reply #46 on: January 12, 2012, 01:01:41 PM »
Pandora was impressed with how quickly Mikhail had managed to come up with a plan on the spot once they'd left, although for all she knew he could have been thinking on it the entire time he'd sat on that rock motionless and silent, ignoring everyone around him. Since they had left she'd found herself thinking back to the hug Alexey had given her before they'd left, it wasn't often Pandora allowed herself to be entertained by the thought of another and her but the older Kirechenko had left an impression on her from the moment he'd came up to her when they'd first met and started up the small talk. She was glad he hadn't been allowed to come with them, knowing that if he'd come as far as the airfield that Mikhail had told her about once they'd left she probably would have ended up giving a fight of her own to stay which would then probably result in her being knocked out as well.

She'd had no problem helping Mikhail take out the young Nazi soldiers that they'd stolen the jeep from, and as far as she saw it, it was probably going to be the last bit of action she saw from this war once they got on that plane and left for England. She didn't particularly like the idea of going back to England but if she was able to convince the large amount of soldiers stationed there that her and Juron were in trouble and to help them hide, then things would be OK. Pandora couldn't help to worry though about what Juron would be like-- especially when it came down to Pandora standing between her and the flight back to Russia. The Canadian promised Mikhail though, she knew that it would be easier for him to finish with the war without worrying about Juron, and she just hoped that he wouldn't get picked off by their unknown enemy who was putting them on the run anyways.

Once they reached the airfield Pandora checked back on Juron was had slowly begun to stir within the last mile, finally coming to from Mikhail's hit. The woman was going to have a raging headache and if her show of anger at Mikhail's comment about them leaving was any clue-- she'd be pissed about him knocking her out and bringing her here against her will. With Mikhail jumping out as soon as the vehicle stopped moving Pandora climbed into the back to check on her friend who'd started up with the soft moaning about her head hurting. "Are you okay?"

"Where am I?" Juron's voice came out groggy as she tried to sit up on the back seat, surprised to find herself in the back of a jeep and out in what seemed like the middle of nowhere with a few small planes stationed around that she could make out in the dark.

"We're flying to England, the two of us."

"Like hell we are!" Pulling herself together Juron shoved open the jeep door and stumbled out, the door slamming into the side as she tried to find her feet under her. Her head really hurt it and it was making things seem more difficult than they needed to be. "Mikhail!" she hissed looking around for the Russian who she needed to have another nice conversation with, "take me back now!"

Pandora sighed heavily rubbing the bridge of her nose with her thumb and forefinger, it would have been easier if she just hit the woman again so she slept until they at least were up in the air and not able to do anything but go forward. Climbing out she went to hush Juron up before she noticed the lone soldier dressed in soviet attire coming in their direction.

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« Reply #47 on: January 12, 2012, 01:29:31 PM »
The man wasn't Russian, but the girls didn't know that.  His accent was flawless, his speech patterns had been based on every other soldier in this airfield.  He had spent weeks preparing for this role, perfecting himself as a Russian in order to fool these women in to a false sense of security.  So only two had made it?  He was told by his superior that there would be five.  Or rather, there were five -- but the war had taken away three of them.  To Karlheinz Stanger, two women were far easier to control and lead than five.

"Miss Bratthen, Miss Fields -- Mikhail's told me so much about you both.  He says you're both due to be on a plane out of here soon?  Well it's being refueled just now, so you've got a bit of time to kill before it takes off."  The spy said, looking at his watch although not actually taking in the time.  "We've got some shower facilities in the hanger over there, if you two want to wash yourselves.  No offence, but you both look a little... grubby."  The man said, his kindness not usually a part of his nature (yet what ever the role asks for, Karlheinz is more than a match for it).

Without even waiting for an answer, he began to walk in the direction of the hanger.  He didn't even half to look back, he figured that as soon as he mentioned a shower, they would jump at the chance to freshen themselves up.  Mikhail wasn't going to be a problem, he was occupied in a discussion with his friend Yuri, so it gave Karlheinz some time to convince the two women to come in to the hanger with him.  There -- the secret of who brought them here would be revealed.

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« Reply #48 on: January 12, 2012, 02:28:15 PM »
The pair exchanged glances before they both decided to follow the man both believed to be Russian. Juron was still ready to throw up an argument on not leaving, but she wasn't willing to let pass the chance of cleaning herself off after a few days of dirt building up on her from being out on the battlefield. Maybe that was all she needed, a good hot shower to clean herself off and relax under for five minutes and she'd not be so strung up like she was feeling. Maybe even then she could think rationally about the situation they had found themselves in and what was going to happen once they got to England-- if Mikhail promised to come with her. It was a long shot, considering the man probably wasn't going to leave his brother behind and he'd say that he was needed here. He was a Russian soldier after all, and his country was at war.

Slipping her arm through Juron's, Pandora and her followed after the man who'd promised them a shower inside the hanger that he was heading towards. It was a fantastic idea, and the man seemed safe enough to trust. She couldn't see them running into any problems out where they were and as long as no Germans decided to show up, they were good to go. Glancing back at the two men deep in conversation Pandora turned to Juron who seemed to have relaxed just a bit after the mentioning of a shower. She could see the set of defiance still around her mouth, but the girl wanted a shower just as badly as she did, and Pandora knew it was safe to assume there wouldn't be anymore arguments until they both got what they wanted.

The girls entered the hanger behind the supposed Russian, startled to find that before them stood a woman with shockingly bright red hair wearing a set of horrible looking heels with a blonde woman on her left. Neither were able to understand what was going on, considering they both had been told that this woman standing before them was dead. And then it dawned on Juron exactly what was going on. "Adalinda..."


The woman smiled ever so faintly in acknowledgement of her name. "It's nice to know that I'm still remembered. How long has it been? A year-- two years?"

The door to the hanger slammed shut behind them causing both girls to jump. Juron ran to the door finding it locked from the outside and she slammed her fists against it screaming for Mikhail. If there was anytime she was going to be absolutely terrified, it was now. She knew this woman, Adalinda Knapp. She was one of the most feared Germans along with Hitler himself, and she was supposed to be dead.

"It really is no use," Adalinda said enjoying the sudden panic that had set into the Norwegian woman. "He's not going to get in here in time-- but don't worry. I don't plan on killing you and Pandora Fields, not yet anyways. I have another mission for you since you've both managed to survive the last few so well. The beach invasion, the taking of the village. I'm surprised you managed to even sink those ships and the take-back of that town, Mariah told me you'd done so well. I take it you dealt with her then?"

"What do you want?" Pandora was the first to ask the question both girls wanted to know the answer to. After all of this? Pandora had only met the woman once and it had not ended well for her or the German men she had been with. Pandora had always hoped that it would have been her meeting with Adalinda that'd killed the German bitch.

"I have another little task for you, Laura will fill you in on it while you make your way. We've already set your transportation up. You'll be taking a plane to a little British island. Laura can fill you in on the rest after. Do keep her alive for me, it would be a shame for you to lose someone else just because you couldn't keep this poor girl alive."

The woman beside Adalinda Knapp rocked into motion, pulling out a pistol from behind her back where her hands had been, pointing it at the two women until they started moving in the direction that she beckoned them in.

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« Reply #49 on: January 12, 2012, 05:26:11 PM »
"Why England?"  Yuri asked, wiping away some oil on his jumpsuit.  The airfield was so badly manned that the pilot was also the head mechanic -- the rest of the mechanics were stationed at other, more important air bases.  There were only a couple of planes parked here, most of them transport planes and old pre-war fighters.  They didn't have a chance when it came to fighting, but considering the Luftwaffe had been pretty much destroyed and was absent from the skies these days, Yuri didn't have much of a problem taking to the air.

"Do you have a better suggestion?"  Asked Mikhail.

"Switzerland?  Sweden?  No one is gonna touch those two countries.  Hell -- your Norwegian woman will prefer Sweden -- as soon as the war stops, she can just hop over the border and she's back home."  He rubbed the underside of his nose with his arm.  "Look, Mikhail.  I'm not gonna have to strap her down, am I?  I don't want her telling me at gun-point that I've got to fly back the way we came."

"Juron is harmless.  The other girl will keep her out of your way."

After some negotations about what the pilot was going to get for flying Juron and Pandora, Mikhail walked back to the stolen jeep, expecting to find at least one of them there.  It didn't take him long to start being concerned, and a quick sweep of the area brought up nothing.  It was like they had vanished -- and no one could tell where they'd gone.

"Hey... did you see two women?"  He asked a soldier, whose German roots were hidden.  "Looked like soldiers?"

Karlheinz placed a hand to his mouth and lowered his eyebrows, making it look as if he were having a good dig through his memory to recall seeing them somewhere.  "You know... I think I did.  Pretty sure I saw one of them walk down that way."  He pointed in the opposite direction of where they had actually ended up.  "The other one followed... that's all I remember."

Falling for it, Mikhail began to jog in the direction yet couldn't find any sign that they had ever been here.  That's when he heard the plane.  An old, rusted looking transport plane, previously used for dropping paratroopers on to heavily-defended locations.  It wheeled along the runway slowly, and that's when Mikhail began to realise what was happening.  The soldier he had just spoke to -- the one that had conveniently pointed the Russian in the wrong direction -- began to jog after the plane, catching up with relative ease due to the slow speed of the aircraft.  He hopped in to the opened side-door near the rear of the plane, before closing it up.  Mikhail attempted to run after it, but it was no use.  The engine worked over-time, and the wheels began to raise -- no longer touching the ground.  Mikhail stopped, giving up hope as the aircraft disappeared in to the horizon.  She was gone.

 

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