06-05-2014, 09:31 AM
In flames?
Well, it had only been a matter of time. Perhaps the situation would even work in the Custody's favour. If their Generals acted swiftly enough they could put down the ill-fated rebellion.
A thought which gave him pause as he took the comm. device. The Custody sent mercenaries to rescue them? What of Hasan? With a team of Legionnaires, he had the power to destroy the threat at his fingertips...
Michael was drawn back to the phone by a familiar voice. He listened as the Legionnaires waited for orders. The sensation was strange, although the thought was almost foreign in his mind. He was in the middle of a war-zone, in the heart of the enemy's lands and he felt no fear, no excitement. Only disappointment and cold fury at the foolishness.
As the CEO finished his update, Michael took the pistol from the Legionnaire with some distaste, although only his casual handling of the weapon showed any sign of his thoughts. He did not even stop to disengage the safety. It was a fine enough weapon, in good condition, but he had never liked guns in their simplistic destructive nature.
"Do whatever you feel is necessary,"
he replied over the receiver. "Tell the Vega team to rendezvous at the extraction point, I'm afraid I have no other means of communication. I should also mention, you and your men have wandered into the lair of the beast. Al-Hasan is in this hospital."
His head turned to regard Dr. Weston's puffy face. "You have my men and I at your disposal, but I do not command Dr. Weston. She is injured herself, you will have to ask her directly."
Michael nodded to the wary woman and handed her the device before turning back to the Legionnaire at his side. "Nous oublions avec nos peines la mort qui nous oublie si peu nous, la Légion."
Edited by Michael Vellas, Jun 5 2014, 09:45 AM.
Well, it had only been a matter of time. Perhaps the situation would even work in the Custody's favour. If their Generals acted swiftly enough they could put down the ill-fated rebellion.
A thought which gave him pause as he took the comm. device. The Custody sent mercenaries to rescue them? What of Hasan? With a team of Legionnaires, he had the power to destroy the threat at his fingertips...
Michael was drawn back to the phone by a familiar voice. He listened as the Legionnaires waited for orders. The sensation was strange, although the thought was almost foreign in his mind. He was in the middle of a war-zone, in the heart of the enemy's lands and he felt no fear, no excitement. Only disappointment and cold fury at the foolishness.
As the CEO finished his update, Michael took the pistol from the Legionnaire with some distaste, although only his casual handling of the weapon showed any sign of his thoughts. He did not even stop to disengage the safety. It was a fine enough weapon, in good condition, but he had never liked guns in their simplistic destructive nature.
"Do whatever you feel is necessary,"
he replied over the receiver. "Tell the Vega team to rendezvous at the extraction point, I'm afraid I have no other means of communication. I should also mention, you and your men have wandered into the lair of the beast. Al-Hasan is in this hospital."
His head turned to regard Dr. Weston's puffy face. "You have my men and I at your disposal, but I do not command Dr. Weston. She is injured herself, you will have to ask her directly."
Michael nodded to the wary woman and handed her the device before turning back to the Legionnaire at his side. "Nous oublions avec nos peines la mort qui nous oublie si peu nous, la Légion."
Edited by Michael Vellas, Jun 5 2014, 09:45 AM.
"She saw a flaring halo around his head, radiant in gold and blue. It shouted of glory and power to come"
"No matter how fast light travels, it finds the darkness has always got there first, and is waiting for it."