From: Insanellama <insanellama316@geocities.com> Subject: [PW!] Chaoticllama and Claire continue thier journey. Date: Friday, June 11, 1999 6:28 AM Chaoticllama growned when he woke up. He had a hangover, that he felt quite sure would KILL lowjack. Claire said "GOOD MORNING!" Chaoticllama would have lunged at her, except for the fact he knew that quick movements weren't a good idea. "Softer please, you must have a little bit of a hangover, I saw the empty bottles." Claire nodded, "Yeah, but I knew yours was killer, so I decided to annoy you." Chaoticllama changed into his street uniform, minus the R patches. That's when psycho came knocking, in full annoying disguise. Chaoticllama opened the door, and was blinded. His head hurt REALLY badly now. "AAAAARRRRRRRRGH!!!!!" Chaoticllama hurried his actions. Tauras is probably down by the pool right now, I got some business to take care of. He armed himself back up to his usual standards, just in case, "It's personal, so don't follow me." He drank an entire decanter of black, and very strong coffee. The pain was letting up now, and his mind was clear. His reactions, he hoped would be up to speed if anything went wrong. He stalked down toward the pool. Claire didn't feel like following orders today, and had a bad feeling about the whole situation, so she followed to watch Chaoticllama's back. It was somewhat windy out side, as a result, the broadcloth cloak billowed behind him. Thankfully all his weapons remained concealed. He spotted tauras. Tauras's weapons were not quite so concealed. He was blatantly armed very very well. "So much for covert operations." thought Chaoticllama to himself. Chaoticllama walked up to him, putting out his hand. "I see the special forces liscense, has served you in good stead." said chaoticllama. Tauras stood up, let the hand hang in the air a little longer, and then shook it. "It's good to see you again, I think." said Tauras. Chaoticllama smiled, "It's good to see you as well. How are...." just then Chaoticllama noticed the very upgraded porygon facing straight at him. This meant, that all of it's current weapons had been brought to bear on him. Tauras smiled, "He doesn't trust you." Chaoticllama smiled, now that he was aware of the threat, it was no big deal. "He doesn't have a reason to, he's never met me, and he probably never will trust me, unless the true reasons for my joining are revealed. If they are to be tho, it is the decision of a man other than myself." chaoticllama said enigmatically. He noticed several people walking in almost too set of a pattern. Tauras was rather shocked by Chaoticllama's quick recovery, and his reaction. Tauras said, "I'll be waiting for the message should it ever arrive." Chaoticllama was getting worried about the people circling the decking around him, he tried not to show it. He said to tauras, "Something is about to happen, I think, that is not your fight. I believe there is an anti-team rocket faction casing the deck, and picking thier time to move. Leave please, we can meet again later." Tauras agreed looking around, and left the pool area. Claire was not at all pleased with the current situation status. Chaoticllama was out there, with very suspicious people circling a little too randomly around him. Turned toward the corridor to leave the pool area. He took one step. Then all around him, rifles and pistols were cocked, and pointed in his direction. Claire drew her pistol, just in time to hear about 6 guns click behind her. Chaoticllama threw his hands up, in a very quick motion that brought his sleeve knives to his hands. He whirled sending four knives to thier destination. "Four down, too many more to go," thought Chaoticllama. As he finished the whirling motion, he brought up the Colt .45 and the one handed model oozie. The men behind her raised thier aim to chaoticllama. Claire picked her moment, putting a slug into each one of them. Then she charged out onto the decking. Chaoticllama screemed in a fit of rage, "I'M TAKEN YOU WITH ME!!!!!!!!" With that he lay down on the trigger of the oozie, and whirled around. He only got half way before the magazine emptied. In a large half circle, men were wounded on the ground. In that section no one stood. That left 20 in the other half, and claire coming up from his left. Unfortunately, reloading was not a good idea at this point. he holstered the fire arms, drew a machete, and charged while letting out a rebel yell, directly at an ATR member. He was counting on the fact that noone would bring a knife, as it were, to a gunfight. So much for that old riddle, he got a good flesh wound on the man, kicked his gun away. The ones in the half circle behind him were starting to get up. Chaoticllama kept running, and just dropped right over the side of the boat. Claire left, having a pretty good idea of what had just happened. On his way down, chaoticllama managed to shethe the machete. Then he grabbed on to the window ledge of his room. It was unlocked. By the time claire got back, Chaoticllama had changed into third ID, was packed up, and ready to leave. The boat hadn't left the dock yet. Chaoticllama said to claire, "That's it, this place is getting too hot, and mission is no longer covert, and its over anyways, all objectives complete, I'll find another way to pokemon island, some other time." Claire had figured that was what would happen. She changed into her final id. She left first. Chaoticllama called Psycho on his comlink. I'm leaving, Claire's leaving. Your on your own. Chaoticllama out." Chaoticllama didn't want to give psycho time to ask to go along. 12 minutes later, Chaoticllama left the boat. As soon as they reached the public showers, Chaoticllama changed back into street uniform. He mounted lowjack. "Here comes ATR, they just figured out we left." He dismounted. Checked to make sure all weapons were loaded. He brought up an AK47 from his pack. "When you absolutely, positively have to take out every mofo in the room, accept nothing less than the Russian made AK47. " Claire smiled sarcastically, "Thanks for the comercial." She borrowed Chaoticllama's oozie assault rifle. Chaoticllama yelled to them. "I wouldn't pal, you're walking into a battle ground we chose this time." Chaoticllama's danger sense flared. He put his back to Claires. "You watch the front half of the circle, I'll watch the back." he whispered to her. Sure enough, shadows were moving in the forest. Chaoticllama let out a three round burst into a few of the shadows, which responded by an immediate cessation of thier movement, "and probably thier thought processes to." thought chaoticllama grimly. Chaoticllama didn't see the sniper aiming at him from a distance. Suddenly there was a loud screem followed by a howl, and the sniper was dead. Chaoticllama brought up his binoculars, and looked in the direction of the sound. A solid white wolf was standing there with bloody jaws. The mans throat was a gaping hole. Chaoticllama returned to his present situation. Claire had begun taking down people in front of her. Chaoticllama lay down on his trigger, waved the gun in a slow half circle. "Mine are down, how you doing?" said chaoticllama to claire. Claire fired one more three round burst, and returned the weapon to chaoticllama. "We're clear," she said. Chaoticllama mounted lowjack, and told Firestorm not to burn claire, when she mounted her. Claire got on, and shrunk back, yelping. "It burned me." she said matter of factly. Chaoticllama laughed out loud, thinking it was hysterically funny. "Why shouldn't it have, if someone jumped u, even if u trusted them, you'd fight back to. Your motion was to quick, and too sudden. Slowly." he said. Claire could see the logic, and hated the fact she had missed such an obvious point. She mounted slowly this time. They trotted north the short distance to Vermillion city. When they got there, they sat down in the pokecenter to rest. TBC