Josie goes to the MBI and requests that Mark and Joe let her see the evidence they picked up from the mystery kat who’s after the Dragon Sword. They aren’t so willing to give it up and Josie gets a phonecall from one of the NSA techs. He tells her that only a few of those items were taken as well as an experimental ordanace resistance suit that was nixed and stored. He also mentions the only agent not accounted for during the times of breakins was McGrath. While taking a phonecall from Nightshade, Mark and Joe go to ponder evidence over.
Josie then goes down to McGrath’s office to look around for herself. She finds some of the items there but also his computer which appears to be analysing that non-filament wire. Gracie catches her snooping and Josie leaves his office and the MBI, only to be nearly hung over the MBI’s entrance by the Home Invader himself.
<Hans_Lynx> RPG on?
<Joseph_Forge> ;:on it is! What day this be? Same day or next?::
<Hans_Lynx> ::next perhaps?::
<Joseph_Forge> ::sounds good to me! Slept there at the bureau with the sword! lol! Isn’t letting that thing out of his sight now.::
<Mark_Sulfur> ::has been keeping guard::
<Shades> (( <Mun>::goes to read the logs XD:: ))
* Hans_Lynx is now known as Josie_Lyons
<Joseph_Forge> ::issa awake at the moment, sitting there. still tired though. isn’t sleeping good of course:: go get some rest, Mark. We need at least one of us awake during all this.
<Mark_Sulfur> Can’t. I’m used to being up longer than usual.
<Joseph_Forge> Still…
<Josie_Lyons> ::driven to the MBI. once arrives, exits the vehicle and goes inside. notes no one at the front desk, so goes on back in search of life. where for art thou?::
<Joseph_Forge> ::um..um…breakroom!::
<Mark_Sulfur> ::what he said!::
<Mark_Sulfur> I’ll be fine.
<Shades> (( <mun>::Convinced this ‘boston cream’ donut is trying to kill her XD:: ))
<Joseph_Forge> alright. if you say so…::Sighs:: I hope we catch this guy and soon.
<Josie_Lyons> ((lol maybe you should head in early Shady?))
<Mark_Sulfur> ::just nods, checking his gun magazine and chamber::
<Shades> (( Nah I’m good. XD Just catching up.. I forgot it was a cream donut.. and freaked out when the cream came out. ))
<Josie_Lyons> ::figures breakroom is where they normally are. knocks on the open door and comes in:: Sulfur, Forge.
<Shades> (( <Mark> … I told you I wasn’t about to take on Geico auto Insurance. I’m down with the cave kat… <Joe> … I don’t know this man. <Josie> ::sighs:: ))
<Joseph_Forge> ((::DIIIES!::))
<Joseph_Forge> ::Frowns:: Lyons. ::tucking sword away out of sight::
<Mark_Sulfur> ::looks up, nods to her::
<Shades> (( <Josie> What was that? <Joe> …. I really big letter opener.. for a Giant. <Josie> =__= ))
<Mark_Sulfur> ((DEAD))
<Josie_Lyons> I’d like to examine that evidence you all collected.
<Josie_Lyons> ((LOL!))
<Shades> (( ::caught up:: ))
<Joseph_Forge> What for? Its clearly NSA stuff.
* McGrath is now known as Technician
<Technician> :: calls Josie’s cellphone ::
<Mark_Sulfur> That guy knew some moves that no Enforcer could pull off. Or us, for that matter. He looked trained to kill.
<Josie_Lyons> And as the Director of Operations at the NSA, it is MY concern to look it over.
<Joseph_Forge> Sorry. Its our evidence. ::Doesn’t trust her at all right now::
<Josie_Lyons> I don’t want this guy running around anymore than you do, especially if he’s using NSA equipment and engaging in unauthorized activities.
<Shades> (( <Josie> … Oh it took alot of money and time with the super midget monks in Asia… Kinda like the Batman Begins boot camp.. <Mark> ….. and you wonder why things didnt’ work out between us. ))
<Mark_Sulfur> ((:dies!::))
<Joseph_Forge> ::looking at Josie’s phone as it rings::
<Josie_Lyons> ::sighs and answers:: Yes?
<Technician> We’ve completed your requested site-wide equipment search. No actual weapons were missing exactly, as we’d have known about that right away, but several instances of secondary equipment gone missing have been discovered.
<Josie_Lyons> Such as?
<Shades> (( <technician> Someone stole your back up nose hair trimmer. <Josie> The tyrants! ))
<Mark_Sulfur> How’s Trina feeling? ::to Joe::
<Joseph_Forge> Up and down. She’s recovering from the shocking that guy gave her. Still fighting that stomach virus though. Hopefully Scott can get her some medicine and get her over it.
<Josie_Lyons> ((lol brb!))
<Joseph_Forge> ((okies!))
<Mark_Sulfur> You mean she hasn’t bitten his head off yet?
<Joseph_Forge> Oh I think she tried. ::Shakes head:: I hope she snaps out of this soon.
<Technician> Non-essential field gear for the most part. :: describes items similar to those recovered by the MBI :: But there was one other item. A mothballed experimental ordanace resistance suit. It’s been in storage for years now, hence why no one immediately noticed its absense.
<Mark_Sulfur> ::chuckles:: You married her.
<Joseph_Forge> I know..I know. ::smirks:: Its just this cold. I’d be irritable too if I were sick as much as she has been.
<Mark_Sulfur> Is it really the flu, tho’?
<Joseph_Forge> I’ve no clue. Hopefully Scott can tell us soon.
<Josie_Lyons> ((back))
<Mark_Sulfur> ((WB!))
<Josie_Lyons> Capabilities of it?
<Josie_Lyons> ((ty!))
<Joseph_Forge> ((WB!))
<Technician> It’s resistent to small arms fire and has limited electronic dispersion capabilities. It was never made cost-effective enough for mass production. :: can be heard flipping through pages :: And, the results of your personnel status report for the time you specified has come in.
<Josie_Lyons> ::frowning, taking a seat:: Go on.
<Mark_Sulfur> ::curious, wondering what Josie’s talking about. Put it on speaker, woman! XD::
<Josie_Lyons> ::nevarrrrr! my other secrets might get exposed. ;D::
<Mark_Sulfur> ::I WANNA KNOW! Do it for your formal honey bunches of oats?::
<Shades> (( ::stirring up EVIL:: ))
<Technician> All special forces agents can be accounted for at the times your specified, with one exception. Field Agent 42, McGrath.
<Technician> ((you^))
<Mark_Sulfur> ((Be sure to add a bit of paprika to it. Gives it flavoring))
<Josie_Lyons> ((LOL!))
<Josie_Lyons> Hmm… I see. Anything else?
<Technician> ((<Technician> Uh… can I have a raise? ))
<Josie_Lyons> ((<Josie> No. <Technician> Your office will be on fire in 3 minutes.))
<Joseph_Forge> ((LOL!))
<Technician> That’s all.
<Josie_Lyons> Good work. ::hangs up and looks at Mark ‘n Joe:: Where was McGrath during the attack on Katrina?
<Mark_Sulfur> not with us.
<Josie_Lyons> Was he here when you came here?
<Joseph_Forge> ::trying to think:: Don’t..think he was here. Got here just after we did, didn’t he? ::looking at Mark::
<Mark_Sulfur> ::nods:: He did.
<Josie_Lyons> The attack yesterday, where was he then?
<Mark_Sulfur> ::frowns: he didn’t say.
<Josie_Lyons> The evidence please.
<Shades> (( <McGrath> … I was knitting Swytch a gift.. <Josie> Oh? <McGrath> A new straight jacket, so when I attach a brick to her foot… she’ll definately not be able to untie the rope… <Josie> … You’re disturbing. <McGrath> Why thank you. ))
<Joseph_Forge> ::looks at Mark:: You..wanna get it?
<Josie_Lyons> ((::snorks!::))
<Josie_Lyons> A few of what was described to me yesterday is indeed missing. Some not. One thing of importance here is that an experimental ordanace resistance suit has turned up missing. Part of a scrapped project. It has capabilities to enhance someone as you stated.
<Mark_Sulfur> ::frowns, goes get it. And, the mun will say he returns with it and then leaves because the NyQuill kicked in again and she needs bed::
<Joseph_Forge> Great…::sighs, rubbing at his head:: And..you suspect it might be Mcgrath? I’m assuming that since you are asking about him.
<Josie_Lyons> ((lol night Sagey))
<Joseph_Forge> ((maww nights Sagey! ::hugs::))
<Mark_Sulfur> ((::hugs all:: Night!))
* @Mark_Sulfur Quit (Quit: I got a postcard from my brain today. It said it’s having a wonderful time.)
<Josie_Lyons> ::looks over the contents of the container as she talks with Joe:: He’s the only of my agents who wasn’t where he was supposed to be. But that’s not unusual for him. About how tall would you say this guy was?
<Technician> <Invader> :: looked to be just under 6′ ::
<Joseph_Forge> I’d say just under 6′ tall but thats a guess.
<Josie_Lyons> Why don’t you want the Dragon Sword taken, Captain?
<Joseph_Forge> ::blinks:: How’d you know about that? ::cause he hadn’t told her. lol! not that mun remembers but if it was said then please remind the mun::
<Josie_Lyons> ::Mark said that’s what the guy was after, and he went to Joe and Trina’s to get it so… XD::
<Josie_Lyons> ::she doesn’t know about Cale or anything::
<Josie_Lyons> Why is that sword even in your possession still?
<Joseph_Forge> ::ahhhh gotcha:: Yes it is. And I plan ot keep it that way. Personal reasons. ::Firmly::
<Shades> ::josie’s phone rings again::
<Josie_Lyons> ::huffs and answers her phone again:: Yes?
<Shades> Hello Director Lyons. I can see you’ve had a pleasureable day thus far. ::not attempting to hide her voice::
<Josie_Lyons> And just what do you know about my day? You’ve been AWOL for months.
<Technician> ((<Shades> Does that mean I won’t be getting my bonus?))
<Josie_Lyons> ((<Josie> No. <Shades> Your house will be on fire in five seconds.))
<Shades> Your tone. I’ve reconsidered to come and take whatever punishment you have in mind for me. ::she’s smirking, and loading a gun while doing this:: That is, unless you are in no mood to entertain me.
<Shades> (( <Shades> your whole block is gonna be on fire in five seconds. ))
<Josie_Lyons> We had a deal. You didn’t hold up your end of the bargain. Come to the NSA and you’ll be arrested on sight.
<Josie_Lyons> ((<Joe> ::sneaks off to hide the sword:: ))
<Joseph_Forge> ((LOL!))
<Josie_Lyons> ::hands the box o’ evidence back over to Joe::
<Shades> You actually think that’ll stick, Lyons? Things have changed since I went AWOL.
<Josie_Lyons> The honeymoon over already? ::Dryly:: What do you want, I’m busy.
<Shades> Maybe I can help you.
<Josie_Lyons> ((<Josie> Busy making Joe’s life heck! Bwhahahaha! <Joe> So are all your other mun’s characters. <Hans> Not me. <Joe> Especially you.))
<Josie_Lyons> I doubt it.
<Joseph_Forge> ::Takes box back and gets up! heading back to put it in evidence again::
<Shades> ::snorks:: Have fun with it then. And have fun finding me. ::hangs up :P::
<Joseph_Forge> ((and mun must bail here hereself. I’ve al ong day ahead of me tomorrow. And an early one))
<Josie_Lyons> ::hangs up and rubs her forehead::
<Josie_Lyons> ((maw night CK! ::hugs::))
<Joseph_Forge> ((::hugs back:: night night!))
<Josie_Lyons> ::goes down to the basement of the MBI to see if McGrath is in his “office”::
* @Joseph_Forge Quit (Quit: <Bill> Is that LEGAL?! <Pilot> I dunno, but its fun! – Bill Engval)
<Shades> (( ::has totally no idea what to do in here. XD Alla her characters are katnapped/vacation or just other places:: ))
<Josie_Lyons> ((Where’s Gracie?))
<Shades> (( Vacation with David, in Katskill Mountains. ))
<Technician> <McGrath> :: is not in. His work area is filled with all kinds of paperworks, boxes of ziploc containers filled with all matter of things, etc ::
<Josie_Lyons> ((lol well you can still have her come in for plots. I didn’t think she’d be gone so long.))
<Josie_Lyons> ::looks through his office for awhile, see if she can find anything relevant (and not explode in the process)::
<Shades> (( Good point XD))
* Shades is now known as _Gracie_
<Josie_Lyons> ((we didn’t realize she’d been on vacation all this time. ::was wondering why you never placed her at the MBI in the beginning when we did our agents lol::))
<_Gracie_> (( XD Ah yeah. I had failed to say anything. ))
<_Gracie_> ::is in the basement. Been totally out of it for a bit. Working on her normal ‘fun goodies’ down there::
<Josie_Lyons> ::then Gracie can hear someone in McGrath’s office rummaging around::
<Technician> <Drawer> :: has a number of of items inside it, including some canned food, a few unloaded pistols, several spools of mono-filament, several discarded fake-ids for various places ::
<_Gracie_> ::blinks, grabs her porta torch and keeps her goggles on. Frowns and walks out into the hallway. First thinking it might be the pixies.. they’re McGrath groupies. Trying to see just what is going on in that office thar::
<Josie_Lyons> ::flips through those IDs frowning at having found the monofilimant::
<Josie_Lyons> ((filament yeeees))
<Josie_Lyons> ::back to the door::
<_Gracie_> ::I recongize that tail… frown deepens:: ….. Does McGrath know you’re invading his little nest in the basement?
<Technician> <Other Drawers> :: have other equipment in it, including smoke bombs, various chemical containers, a number of batteries, a slinky and several of those explosive marbles ::
<Josie_Lyons> ::turns glancing over shoulder to see who it is:: If he does I don’t care. ::puts back the IDs and looks further through the drawers::
<_Gracie_> (( <Josie> What does he do with a slinky? <Gracie> …. ::grabs it, holding it on one end and smacks Josie in the nose with it!:: <Josie>::Holds her nose:: OW! <Gracie> >3 ))
<_Gracie_> ::Frown hasn’t moved:: You’ve got a serious problem with invading kat’s personal spaces and doing things you shouldn’t.
<Josie_Lyons> ((::dies::))
<Josie_Lyons> I’m the one who issues his paycheck, Agent Patterson. I’ll invade his personal space to be sure he isn’t doing something he shouldn’t. ::McGrath’s laptop in there?::
<_Gracie_> (( <Gracie> …. ::Throws a grenade in there, then shuts and locks the door on Josie. Explody!:: <Josie> What was that for? <Gracie> …. Because it was Sunday. ::stalks off:: ))
<Josie_Lyons> ((::snorks::))
<Technician> <Laptop> :: is there, apparently running a cross-referencing program that’s analyzing a strand of the recovered cord ::
<Josie_Lyons> ::peers at it a moment then looks to Gracie:: You seen McGrath today?
<_Gracie_> ::tilts her head:: He’s been in and out of here alot. As normal for him.
<Josie_Lyons> Indeed. If you should see him, tell him to contact me. ::exits his office, going past Gracie if she can::
<_Gracie_> ::lets Josie go past, then frowns looking into McGrath’s office:: <She’s got to be joking. McGrath’s in and outta here like bad gas all the time>
<Josie_Lyons> ::pulls out phone, dials up that technician::
<Technician> :: answers :: Yes Director Lyons?
<Josie_Lyons> When was that suit put into storage? ::going up the stairs::
<Josie_Lyons> <Hans> ::or any of mun’s other charas available if needs be!::
<_Gracie_> ((I think I really should go to bed, I work at 9am tomorrow))
<Technician> Three years ago.
<Josie_Lyons> ((maw night Shadymun ::hugs!::))
<Josie_Lyons> Under who’s Directorship?
<_Gracie_> (( ::hugs::))
* @_Gracie_ Quit (Quit: It’s only Love from Above that could save me from the Hell of Below)
<Technician> <Trip-line Loop> :: abruptly dips down from above to get under Josie’s chin and wrap around her neck ::
<Josie_Lyons> Hurk! ::issa choked by said trip line! drops phone to grab at the wire and try ‘n pull it away from her throat::
<Technician> <Line> :: retracts upwards, suspending her in the air at least 1 foot off the ground :: <Invader> :: drops down from above, landing in front of her as she hands there ::
<Technician> <Phone> Direcotr Lyons? Hello? :: from the gound ::
<Technician> ((hangs^))
<Josie_Lyons> ::coughs attempting to pull out of that. sees the Invader there and scowls. attempts to kick him inna face with onna her high heel shoed feet! XD::
<Technician> :: steps back far enough from that :: I was going to deal with you later, but you just had to go snooping in my business. You won’t be able to micromanage your way out this time. :: fires a grapnel cable upwards and disapears above ::
<Technician> <Invader> ^
<Josie_Lyons> ::hurk! trying not to panic. holding on the wire, tries reaching into her trench, hoping NSA agents are equipped with a knife XD ::
<Technician> <Invader> :: seems content to let her strangle to death there alone, so close to the MBI no less ::
<Josie_Lyons> ::near passing out, lol where the heck she suspended from? grabs knife and tries to cut at the wire::
<Technician> <Line> :: attached to the side of the building, right above the main entrance. Would be quite a scene to walk up to XD :: <Line> :: also, after a few desperate swipes, eventually is cut and drops her to the ground ::
<Josie_Lyons> ::don’t tempt my mun in killing me! XD falls down and lands on the stairs, rolling down them to the sidewalk, coughing, pulling the wire away from her neck, then lays there catching her breath. looks over in direction the Invader went upwards::
<Technician> <Invader> :: is nowhere to be seen ::