Post by Mark Bowen on Dec 5, 2013 7:03:16 GMT
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It's been a while since I've had a few moments to relax. Strange, I've been exhausted for days but now that I finally have a chance to slow down, I'm restless. My legs are jittery, and my mind is ready to get going and move on; and yet my body has other ideas. 53 hours without sleep and counting. It's rough. But all in the job description I suppose. Actually, if you'd have told me 5 years ago I'd be hidden away in a small hotel room on the outskirts of Moscow after hunting some of the worlds highest ranking threats; I'd have told you to go fuck yourself. But now here I am. Here I am.
--- Knock Knock Knock ---
Argh. I fight to stand, my once jittery legs now realizing their angst to get up and go was a bad mistake. I open the door and look down at the friendly little Russian maid.
[Conversation Loosely Translated]
"Hello Mr. Jefferson, how are you enjoying your stay?" She asks politely. Russian wasn't my favorite language so I decided to keep it short.
"Fine fine, thank you miss. You can call me Steven by the way." I reply.
"Is there anything we can do for you or get for you Steven?"
"No, that won't be necessary. I'm just going to get some sleep and head out first thing in the morning."
"Very well. Enjoy your night Steven." She nods, and heads out. I slip under the sheet of the bed, closing my eyes for a moment. It's like my mind was just about to slip away until my ear piece begin to buzz. Ugh. I press in the button, patching through to Headquarters. Commander Bronson answers almost immediately.
"Bronson to Blackhawk." His deep voice booms through the small earpiece. I hold in the button and respond.
"Blackhawk to Bronson, go ahead."
"Agent Blackhawk, Agent Carlisle tells me you apprehended the target?"
"Yes, he has been sent to Moscow's hold facility and will be transported back to Headquarters for questioning in the morning. I emailed the case file to Carlisle about an hour ago, sir."
"Good work. I'll review it soon. Were you able to question the target?"
"I was but he didn't reveal too much. I think you guys will have a better chance of getting him to talk after my 'hands on' approach."
"More than likely. Don't get too comfortable, first thing in the morning we're sending you after another of The Movement's correspondents. We've gotten an anonymous tip delivered to our Japanese embassy that there are multiple targets that have high pull in The Movement's operations in Japan. We have a very special mission for you, agent." This is never good.
"Go on sir."
"We've got reason to believe from the anonymous tip that these men have some sort of affiliation with an upstart company in Japan known as Sh!taki Pro. We need you to go undercover and interact with as many of the people in this company as possible." Simple enough.
"Not a problem, sir. What is this companies main function and what will I be doing?"
"I'm having Carlisle send you over the file now. And remember Agent, sometimes undercover jobs are not the most preferable, and take a long time to crack our targets." That's never good either.
"Understood."
"Bronson over and out." Momentary static to end the call. My pocket vibrates as the mission comes in on my souped up PDA. I pull it out and open it up to check out my next case.
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Hello Agent Blackhawk. Commander Bronson here. Your following task will be completed in Japan where you will be going undercover as a Professional Wrestler in the upstart company known as Sh!taki. Here are the case details.
August 24th, Moscow Russia
-- 1:45 pm : Agent Blackhawk's Hotel Room
-- 1:45 pm : Agent Blackhawk's Hotel Room
It's been a while since I've had a few moments to relax. Strange, I've been exhausted for days but now that I finally have a chance to slow down, I'm restless. My legs are jittery, and my mind is ready to get going and move on; and yet my body has other ideas. 53 hours without sleep and counting. It's rough. But all in the job description I suppose. Actually, if you'd have told me 5 years ago I'd be hidden away in a small hotel room on the outskirts of Moscow after hunting some of the worlds highest ranking threats; I'd have told you to go fuck yourself. But now here I am. Here I am.
--- Knock Knock Knock ---
Argh. I fight to stand, my once jittery legs now realizing their angst to get up and go was a bad mistake. I open the door and look down at the friendly little Russian maid.
[Conversation Loosely Translated]
"Hello Mr. Jefferson, how are you enjoying your stay?" She asks politely. Russian wasn't my favorite language so I decided to keep it short.
"Fine fine, thank you miss. You can call me Steven by the way." I reply.
"Is there anything we can do for you or get for you Steven?"
"No, that won't be necessary. I'm just going to get some sleep and head out first thing in the morning."
"Very well. Enjoy your night Steven." She nods, and heads out. I slip under the sheet of the bed, closing my eyes for a moment. It's like my mind was just about to slip away until my ear piece begin to buzz. Ugh. I press in the button, patching through to Headquarters. Commander Bronson answers almost immediately.
"Bronson to Blackhawk." His deep voice booms through the small earpiece. I hold in the button and respond.
"Blackhawk to Bronson, go ahead."
"Agent Blackhawk, Agent Carlisle tells me you apprehended the target?"
"Yes, he has been sent to Moscow's hold facility and will be transported back to Headquarters for questioning in the morning. I emailed the case file to Carlisle about an hour ago, sir."
"Good work. I'll review it soon. Were you able to question the target?"
"I was but he didn't reveal too much. I think you guys will have a better chance of getting him to talk after my 'hands on' approach."
"More than likely. Don't get too comfortable, first thing in the morning we're sending you after another of The Movement's correspondents. We've gotten an anonymous tip delivered to our Japanese embassy that there are multiple targets that have high pull in The Movement's operations in Japan. We have a very special mission for you, agent." This is never good.
"Go on sir."
"We've got reason to believe from the anonymous tip that these men have some sort of affiliation with an upstart company in Japan known as Sh!taki Pro. We need you to go undercover and interact with as many of the people in this company as possible." Simple enough.
"Not a problem, sir. What is this companies main function and what will I be doing?"
"I'm having Carlisle send you over the file now. And remember Agent, sometimes undercover jobs are not the most preferable, and take a long time to crack our targets." That's never good either.
"Understood."
"Bronson over and out." Momentary static to end the call. My pocket vibrates as the mission comes in on my souped up PDA. I pull it out and open it up to check out my next case.
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Case Number 3421 - The Sh!taki Shakedown
Hello Agent Blackhawk. Commander Bronson here. Your following task will be completed in Japan where you will be going undercover as a Professional Wrestler in the upstart company known as Sh!taki. Here are the case details.
)) You are to report to Japan August 25th. There you will meet up with your Professional Wrestling trainer, Hiro Nimoto. He has not been briefed on your mission nor are you to tell him who you are. You must learn your alias, and play it off to even your trainer.
)) Your alias will be Mark Bowen. We will have an ID and passport overnight mailed to your hotel and ready for you in the morning.
{Alias Details} You are Mark Bowen, a cocky and arrogant self-centered 'bad guy'. Attached is your past. Learn and live this for you'll need to know this story like the back of your hand. We have made you a generic bad guy to divert any extra attention.
Notes - Do everything your trainer tells you. We've gotten you the best trainer in Japan. Infiltrating this company will be easiest by becoming one of them. Whether it's a staff member, competitor, fan, or hired crew; being a competitor will get you around them all. Study the text and videos we have sent you about the world of Professional Wrestling on your flight. And remember agent as always, NOBODY can know your true identity or affiliation with us. If suspicion should somehow arise, be sure to play it off in character. Good luck, Mark Bowen.
--- Commander Bronson
)) Your alias will be Mark Bowen. We will have an ID and passport overnight mailed to your hotel and ready for you in the morning.
{Alias Details} You are Mark Bowen, a cocky and arrogant self-centered 'bad guy'. Attached is your past. Learn and live this for you'll need to know this story like the back of your hand. We have made you a generic bad guy to divert any extra attention.
Notes - Do everything your trainer tells you. We've gotten you the best trainer in Japan. Infiltrating this company will be easiest by becoming one of them. Whether it's a staff member, competitor, fan, or hired crew; being a competitor will get you around them all. Study the text and videos we have sent you about the world of Professional Wrestling on your flight. And remember agent as always, NOBODY can know your true identity or affiliation with us. If suspicion should somehow arise, be sure to play it off in character. Good luck, Mark Bowen.
--- Commander Bronson
Me? A Professional Wrestler? This certainly will be an undercover mission. I lay my head back on the pillow, thinking to myself about this new-found mission. Thoughts swarm my brain until it is finally unable to take it. My brain finally shuts down as I doze off.
Mark Bowen, Professional Wrestler.
Mark Bowen, Professional Wrestler.
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