(Ok here the situation. An Oil Clean up Facillity has been Hijacked by a terrorist Group called Dead cell. the Current Furher has been kiddnaped and Brought to it. it is the mission of the new Group lead by a Mister Hal Bizon. this is after Susistance but not to much after.

ANNNDDD from now on I would like to ask depending on the time to put either PRO-SHATTER or PRE-SHATTER to indiacated whither or not it's Before or after Shatterpoint)

ooc| QUESTION: ...Which Furher? Bradley or L? *pokes*

After L die and after our rp. only Subsitance will cover that arc- why you Must post in it.

ooc| I just did. Mua.
Cecy will be in, which will, of course, induce panic attacks in Jett XD
Jett: *in his early sixties at this point; chanting to himself* She can take care of herself...she'll be fine...she'll be fine...*twitch*
Cecy: *deep sigh* -____-;

so what about this one. YOU MUST START ON A CHOPPER ON WAY TO THE OIL PLANT!!!

ooc| ONG REALLY?! XDDDD

BiC| Cecy really, really didn't like flying. Or heights for that matter. They always made her nauseous to the point of dizziness and blurred sight. However, she managed to keep her eyes focused and thoughts clear as she sat in the chopper with the pilot flying it towards the oil plant.

A man with a Blue leather overcoat sat lone in the Plane with her slient and still

The woman had kept her arms folded over her chest, wearing a black coat of her own. Her entire outfit was black, to be exact, a great contrast against her skin, while her black hair was worn in its usual twin ponytails slung over her shoulders with her bangs hanging over her eyes, as though to use them to curtain her red irises. These red eyes, wide and curious, Ishballan eyes, glanced over at the blue-coated man. Cecy, however, didn't say anything and just gave another sigh, waiting for them to finally arrive, wanting to get this mission over with and back home as soon as possible.

Shouldn't that be "post-shatter" and "pre-shatter" or are we just abandoning the English language?

(No, where forgeting that I know it lol. My bad.)

"Whats your name?" Asked the Blue Coated man.

ooc| DNA-KUN...!!!
Red-chan says 'hi'! ^^

BiC| "Um..." Cecy raised a brow, glancing over at the blue-coated man with weary eyes. "...It's Cecy. Cecy Faolan," she answered in a quiet tone, nodding.

"Hmm..Odd name." He said. "My name is Hal Bizon. I preferr the name Soildus However."

Cecy quirked a brow as she stared at the man. And you thought my name was strange? she thought to herself as she nodded. "...Couldn't I just call you 'Hal' or is there a meaning for the nickname?" she asked, toying with a strand of black hair.

"Fine. Call me whatever you wish." Said the man sighing. "You know why we are here don't you?' He asked

Cecy blinked, tilting her head to the side, eerie, red eyes fixed on the man. "The Fuhrer was kidnapped; that's all they told me. We're to help him, I take it, or is this some sort of trick question?" She spoke calmly and fluidly, placing every word carefully yet looked dull.

"Yes. However...I wanted to know if you know the enemys we'll face. did you recive breifing?" He asked

"I know they're terrorists; that's about it," Cecy said with a shrug of her broad shoulders, her arms folded over her chest.

"Then You'll die if you understimate them. We are fighting the elite Anti-Terrorist squad called DEAD CELL. Or well..they were anti terrorists untill the defected." he said

"They were?" Cecy inquired, blinking. Of course, she was interested; they were fighting these people. "Is there anything else I should know about them?" she probed, her red eyes wide again, giving her an eerie appearance.

"The Members. Mainlly what we'll be fighting are Left over PMCs without a Cause. Though the core members are Called Fortune, Vamp and Fatman." He said

"Uh-huh...strange names," Cecy murmured, scratching her nose, "...Are any of them alchemists?" She blinked, watching Hal wearily.

"No. Alchemys not needed for them. Who do you want to learn about first?" He asked

Cecy nodded, looking surprised but didn't inquire about the lack of alchemy. "Tell me about Vamp," she asked, leaning forward with her elbows on her knees, listening intently.

"Vamp's Main Specialty is Knifes. He also appears to be stronger, faster, and smarter then the average human. he can also walk on walls and water." he said. "The Caught is though he appears to be immortal and has a Lust for blood." he said

"That sounds like a Homunculus..." Cecy murmured, slowly nodding her head as she kept her eyes on Hal, recalling everything that'd just been said about Vamp.

"No. it's more the work of exprimental Nanomachines." He said awaiting her to ask on the next person for information or asked more on Vamp

"Uh-huh...anything else on this 'Vamp' character?" Cecy inquired, head cocked to the side, eyes wide with interest as the chopper neared the oil plant.

"When he was a Child, terrorists Bombed his Church and he was pinned on a Crucifix. he was burryed under rubble with his dead Parents and had to feed on there blood to quell his thirst and survive, Causeing his Bloodlust, thats all we know." he said

Cecy blinked again. "Well, I guess that's how he was named 'Vamp'," she murmured, remembering the stories she'd heard about such creatures. She rubbed her chin. "What about Fortune?" she asked, changing the subject.

"What? No Vamps not for Vampire. It's Because he's Bisextual. Whicth Brings us to Fortune. Lady Luck herself.' Hal said
"She's the Leader of Dead cell a Wields A massive Rail Gun. Here Abillity is Rather odd. anything thrown at her seems to miss her. utterly.." He said. "Shes had a Massive Load of Bad Luck through her life. Her Dad was killed at the hands of one Soild Snake and her husband Killed by the PMCs in the war. She also couldn't Mother Children and Was Constantlly Spit out by the Rumble of Soceity. She is lucky in only war itself." he said

'Solid Snake'?

Cecy's red eyes flashed with recognition at the name, but she blinked and listened intently. "Hmmm...Vamp and Fortune...Fortune sounds like she's had a rough life," she murmured, rubbing her chin, "What about Fatman?"

"Fatman is...On a diffrent page then the rest of them. he's and explosives expert. he made something called a Hydrogen Bomb when he was only 10." He started

ooc| It just occurred to me...L looks like an angel in my signature...o.o;

BiC| "Hm? ...Did you say a...'hydrogen bomb'?" Cecy repeated, brow furrowed and eyes narrowed, seeming to interested in the object.

(Yeah actually lol. FORESHADOWING?!?!?!?)

"Think of something Able to destory, oh I don't know Central, in a matter of seconds." He said. "He has seemed to have placed explosives all around Big Shell. You'll run into our Bomb Expert, Peter Stillman. He's with team 1 and has a past with Fatman." He said.

ooc| XD
Ash would disagree, though. Heh, heh...
Ash: ...L...an ANGEL?! *pauses; starts laughing uncontrollably*

BiC| "Oh-ho? A past with the enemy?" Cecy's eyebrows raised with interest once more, nodding her head, "That makes things all the more interesting."

"I suppose. Though Fatman seems a bit...Crazy." He said

"Well, it only seems to make sense: the smart ones are usually a bit crazy," Cecy stated with another brief nod, scratching the back of her head.

"I mean actually metally Unstable." He said. "He has an Obsession with explosives and Time." he said

Cecy blinked, looking unshaken by this information. "I know what you meant. And, like I said, they're normally crazy," she said with another nod, rubbing her eyes.

"...Alright then..." Hal said looking at Cecy Oddly.

Cecy blinked, noticing his stare, and immediately narrowed her eyes. "Hm? What is it?" she inquired. She really didn't like it when people looked at her that way; they gave her that sort of look most of her life.

"Nothing." Hal said. then The Oil Facility was visable. Big Shell.

Cecy narrowed her eyes, but just shrugged, blinking, and looked down through the chopper. "Ah, finally," she said, taking a deep breath.

"Alrighty then. Rember. this is a sneaking mission. You'll have to be cautious." He said

"I will, I will," Cecy muttered with a roll of her eyes, as though she'd heard that a hundred times before.

"Alright our first Mission Objective is to renduvue with Team 1, understand?" he asked

"Yes, loud and clear," Cecy spoke clearly and steadily with another nod of her head as the chopper landed.

"Right now were on sturt 1. we need to make it to strut 2, whicth is guarded by PMCs. I'll leave you to go ahead and deal with them." he said