[Nexus] ISF HQ

[UncleWolf]

Interrogation Room

"Oh? You mean that. Oh yes, I do believe Gordon and you put on a good show. Though, I admit, I think you two tried a bit too hard."

[Gullara]

[Interrogation Room]

Kore' looks confused for a moment, then his eyes narrow, "What are you trying to say? That I'm with Rogond or Gordon or whatever his name is?" A bit of anger creeps into his tone.

[UncleWolf]

Interrogation Room

"Actually, I don't need to say a thing. You've already said it yourself." Vasquez says before activating a speaker in the table. "We filtered it for other sounds. Leaving on your voice during your conversation in Trog's with Gordon." She presses a button and plays the following recording*.

"I may be being watched right now."

"Maybe you should tell me your name first. Then what it is you want."

She looks at him before playing the first part again, but louder. "You warned him."

*(voice only, so I edited out the descriptions)

[Gullara]

[Interrogation Room]

Kore sighs, "Okay, let me tell you what happened. So after I went to the tavern from here I was talking to a lot of people, trying to get an idea of recent events and learn more of the Nexus. This one guy I talked to did something to me though. When I shook his hand it was like some sort of charge went through me. He told me that his boss was going to come and talk to me, and that if I never cooperated the spell he cast on me would kill me. Now I don't know a whole lot about magic, so I thought I would play it cool and see this guy."

"Then he showed up, as you know. I warned him that I might be being watched because I wasn't sure what would trigger that spell. Anyway, when we were in his car he asked me to spy on this place. He never specified Mortal Coil, just said the HQ here. I flat out refused. They tried to convince me, but when I still refused they shot me. I'm lucky it never hit my heart dead on or I'd be dead right now."

"I wasn't sure if that spell was still on me, so I didn't want to give all the details to you yet. Not until I could find a mage to get rid of it. Seeing as I'm still alive the spell must be gone, or it never existed at all."

[UncleWolf]

Interrogation Room

Vasquez bursts out laughing. "Do you honestly expect us to believe that? First of all, someone has always been watching you, less than 20ft away at all times. Then, even if it were true, I can hardly use an idiot like you on my team. Sure, you'd be loyal, but you lack a shred of common sense."

She shakes her head and then looks over his wounds. "Besides, for your story, you're too hurt. If you were meant to be dead, after all the trouble they went to "convince"(she makes the quotation marks in the air with her fingers) you, they certainly could have taken the half second or so they needed to sever your jugular, carotid, or just plain shoot you in the head. As much as I hate AMEN, they're at least that smart. Or so I hope. If not, then I've been overestimating them so badly, I'd force myself to retire. But no, those are flashy wounds. Deadly, sure, but not meant to kill. And really, do you expect me to believe you couldn't fight back at all? With as much experience as you say you have, I'd have expected at least another corpse, but you didn't even say you fought back."

She turns and smirks at him, obviously enjoying the moment.

[Gullara]

[Interrogation Room]

Kore stays silent a moment, scowling slightly. He knew his story was weak, he didn't expect they were close enough to record him.

"So what now?"

[UncleWolf]

Interrogation Room

Vasquez shrugs. "What now? Well, we can't take you." She says, not gloating any more. "Even if we can't say how, we know you're linked to AMEN, and I won't accept AMEN members. Still, you're free to go. Though, if it helps, I'd been thinking of taking you before we found out, even without the common knowledge of the Nexus." She gives him an apologetic smile. "Sorry, it's been nice meeting you, but you just didn't make the cut."

[Gullara]

[Interrogation Room]

Kore stands, gives her a nod, and leaves without another word.

[UncleWolf]

Interrogation Room

Carol looks at her Commander after he goes. "I thought you were going to kill him." Vasquez gives her a bit of a smirk. "Nah. It'll be worse for Gordon if he heads back and tells the boss that it was his damned fault for breaking Kore's cover." She shakes her head sadly. "Close. Too darn close."

[FireFox]

Vasquez frowns. "But that still doesn't mean they aren't out there. Now, I believe it's your turn to ask questions. However, some things will be classified from you, understand?"

Theodore nods. Well, first, what is Mortal Coil's mission? Terrorist intervention, or standard special operations type stuff?

[UncleWolf]

Meeting Room

"We specialize in dealing with supernatural threats. Things like dragons, werewolves, vampires, Exalted, insane mages...pretty much anything you can think of that can threaten the civilian populace. But yes, we also handle some terrorist threats and the like."

[FireFox]

Ah... I suppose those sorts of things are common threats around here, huh? Theo thinks for a few seconds. I don't want to know any important details about your command structure, but what can you tell me about the organization? Fire teams and small squads, or platoon and company strength units?

[UncleWolf]

Meeting Room

She shakes her head. "We lack numbers for larger formations except in large emergencies. Mostly, we send out a squad or two at a time to deal with something. Sometimes, we only have to send 1-2 people."

[FireFox]

Do you have special weapons to help you deal with these supernatural threats, like silver and holy water or whatever? Theo looks at her curiously, not having a whole lot of experience with the supernatural.

[UncleWolf]

Meeting Room

Vasquez nods. "Always. Standard ammunition is generally a silver bullet with a wooden breakaway tip, and a holy water core. Expensive to make, but it packs a decent punch against many things."

[FireFox]

Impressive... Theo can only think of one other question right now: All right, how do you want this liaison thing to work?

[UncleWolf]

Meeting Room

Vasquez sighs and leans her head back, looking at the ceiling. "As I said before, I'd rather it didn't work, but we'll just have to work past this." She thinks silently for a moment. "I suppose we could patch you into the comm system, give you restricted access, and tell you when we're about to go do something. But, even so, that means you'll miss deployment most of the time." She sits back up and looks at him. "Which means, if we do this, you'll have to live here, not HALO."

[FireFox]

Theo nods. Sounds good. Now, I don't know your playbook for dealing with vampires and the like, so do you even have a sniper/observer?

[UncleWolf]

Meeting Room

Vasquez nods. "We have two sniper/scout specialists, one of which is on forced leave for the next few days. But everyone cross-trains as well." She stops, thinks, and gets a rather cruel looking smile. "Which means, if you're wanting to work with us, and know our tactics, you'll have to train with us. Give you a crash course."

[FireFox]

Naturally. The shooter smiles back at her, highly confident in his ability to handle their training.

[UncleWolf]

Meeting Room

Her face becomes a bit more serious. "So, I assume that you're going to get your things from HALO before coming here and starting your training?"

[FireFox]

I left my demolitions kit and my guns at the front gate, but I have a few clothes and toiletries at HALO...

[UncleWolf]

Meeting Room

Vasquez stands with a nod and offers her hand. "Welcome aboard. Take a day or two to yourself before coming back if you have to. I can assure you that once you're here, you're not going to be leaving for a while."

[FireFox]

Theo stands up and shakes her hand. Thank you.
Then he walks out of the base, stopping to pick up his gear from the main gate before leaving.

[ThePhantom]

Outside

Gordon with a group of three henchmen, far enough away from the walls of the HQ, finish taping a number of fireworks to four shopping carts.

"Everyone know the plan?" "Yep.""Clear as crystal.""Yes sir."

"Good. Gentlemen, good luck."

Gordon heads off to the opposite side of the HQ, while the henchmen get the carts closer. Five minutes after Gordon goes, they light the fireworks on the first cart, and it shoots towards the wall.

[UncleWolf]

Fence

A few of the nearby guards see it and back away, weapons ready. "Tower 1, This is Patrol 7, reporting in. Someone is launching....fireworks? They're headed this way."

"Copy that. Probably a few punks trying to startle us, but I'm dispatching Patrols 3 and 9 to back you up, just in case."

"Roger that."

Barracks
Vasquez meanwhile, sighs on her cot and lays her head back for a nice long moment alone.

[ThePhantom]

Outside

The henchmen, seeing as the first cart is still going, light the second one, which has even more fireworks on it.

Meanwhile, Gordon waits, there's one more cart to go.

[UncleWolf]

Fence

"Tower 1, this is Patrol 7. Another cart of fireworks incoming. Something's up." Says one of the guards as the combined patrols begin to back up slowly.

"On it."

There's a moment of silence, but then there's a sharp crack of a rifle as a sniper attempts to shoot off one of the cart's wheels to tip it over before it can reach the fence.

[ThePhantom]

Outside

And the cart tips over, fireworks still going off. The henchmen, seeing that this time the carts are going to be messed with, get the next cart ready. This cart, unlike the first two, has a lot more smoke bombs on it, creating a smokescreen behind it. And behind this smokescreen, they get the final cart ready.

[UncleWolf]

Fence

It's when the cart with the smokescreen is tipped over when the guards realize something is going on. "Patrol 7 to all personnel, we are under attack! I repeat, we're under attack!" Shouts one of the guards as they back away even further before setting up firing lines.

Guards and all combat able personnel begin to head to their posts.

Barracks

Vasquez, nearly dozed off, groans when she hears the combat alert. "Dammit." she mutters before sitting up and heading to the Command Center to find out what's going on.