hmmm, didn't post the first time
but anyway, here it is. its one of those where the decision is just to give a break for both of us.
But without further banther before it, Here:
"How are all the guys we have on the coast." asked Tom
"Well, I think stable would be the right word for them" answered John. "New Little Odesa is fine, They were attacked by a gunship right after Freeman arived, he's got a steam roller following him it seems. luckily, one of our contacts had recently droped off a few rocket launchers their, Freeman got one and took out the gunship, then was on his way. Lighthouse point was almost destroyed, again Freeman was there to help out. and our base out side of Nova Prospeckt had an encounter with an ant lion matriarch, but there fine. Now about the rest of the news. Kaufman was..."
Just then two slow, blaring pulses of sound rang out.
"...Darn, that means there shuting the main power off for the night. How about I finish catching you guys up in the morning?" said John
"that will be fine" said Tom. "were not in a rush."
John got up from behind his desk and started heading for the door. Everyone followed him. As John walked by the command console that went around the length of the room he flicked a flashlight on, then off again, seeing as the power wasn't off just yet. Mark saw that there was a pile of flashlights on the console, since he noticed that Fitz and Dan had grabbed one, he did the same.
The accened another steep steel grate stairwell into a large, walled off area of the main complex. The walls themselves were only a story tall, leaving another two before the ceiling started. there were doors in the walls every 10 feet or so, and the wall was topped with a fence. Mark assumed that because there were boxes on the other side of that fence that there was flooring, and that there were separate rooms underneath.
The Buzzer rang again, this time with a single blair and not the double as it had been a minute ago.
"You guys have any food here?" Mark asked.
"Ya, we have a buffet of sorts just over there, there probably putting stuff away now, but you should be able to grab something." answered John.
"Thanks, I don't think ive eaten in a few days."
"O, and we store the extra cots up there" added Tom, pointing to the fence walled area above them, "so you can grab some sleep until we get you proper bunking in a day or so."
Marked walked throught the open slideing door nearest to the direction John had pointed him in. The food was easy to spot, there were a few tables with metal heating trays on them. Two men were cleaning things up, but they had a bit to go before they had it all packed for the night. So Mark walked up and started eating some of the chicken in one of the hot plates still on the tables. To him it was the best food he had ever had.
The buzzer went off again and the lights went out. mark saw dozens of lightbeams pop into existence as flashlights were turned on. A radio came on to, and had its volume quickly turned down. Mark grabbed and ate another piece of chicken then started back to the cot storage place. He realized he wasn't very tired though, even though he very little sleep since Todd and Lisa were killed in his apartment. But that seemed so long ago, weeks, months, years ago to him infact. He had seen so much in the last few dozen hours that he had almost changed completly from then. But Mark still felt as if he needed something.
Then it hit him, he felt like an idiot for an instant, pondering such things as he had been he realized he had forgotten that he needed to go to the bathroom. He walked past the stairway up to the cots and started looking for someone to ask. He saw a flashlight beam comming around the corner in front of him. A woman emerged, she looked to be around Marks age, either very late teens or very early twenties. She had tan skin, clearly of asian decent, Mark noticed that she had a very nice figure as well.
"Is there something I can help you with?" she asked
"O...sorry, I was lost in thought for a second..." said mark, almost startled at the realization that he had been stareing for a few seconds, the woman smirked, and Mark finished up his sentence, "...Do you know where the bathroom is?"
"I do, its right over there." she said, pointing to a wall from the direction she had come. Mark started walking toward it, still embarased with his quick lapse in concentration, when the woman spoke up again, "Your new here arn't you? why don't you join me in the loft, its a sight you should see." Mark turned and saw she was pointing to a building practicly built into the roof of the stucture, there were catwalks running there way up to it and some taller stuff around it on the ground floor. The woman started walking toward it, Mark hurried to the bathroom, finished up his business in there and went to the tower as well. He hurried along and was up the catwalk and at the building at the top in no time.
He opened the door into it and realized it wasn't a building at all. The entire roof section had been cut out here, at least a 50 foot long slab was gone. it was missing wall to floor, and a railing was present at the end where the ceiling and floor would have intersected to the left of him. A retractacable canopy made of the old roofing could be seen on the current roof of the complex, clearly to provide protection against both weather and combine Detection. Mark saw that there were some couches and chairs, along with a few tables in the room, which he finally decided should really be termed a balcony.
He heard a framiliar voice to the right, and saw that Josh, Tom and the woman that had invited him up here were all sitting on a couch against the wall with the door he had just come through.
"Mark, I see you have met Cap'n Jess here. Captain Jessica, this Is Corpral Mark." announced Josh.
"Corpral?" Mark asked, realizing that he really had never offically been a private, and wondering what had prompted such a promotion.
"You saw more today then most guys see in a week of heavy fighting, and you proformed...lets say corpal like, admirably if you want a more descriptive term."
"And with that promotion comes the slightly useful ability to make those masses in the rank slightly bellow you do slight bits of your bidding. A very usefull ability in some views." Joked Tom
"But fortuneatly for you, you have the added benefit of being able to come up here whenever you want. We normally don't keep the doors unlocked, this is kinda like a officers hideaway from the yearning, huddled masses below, but we like you enough to give you a key."
"Now why don't you sit down and take a good look at what kind of a view that key grants you. And we can do some talking if any of us feels like it."
Mark sat down on one of the Chairs. He saw a view that would have been very good in some ways, like a picture almost. It was an almost serene view of the city, slightly darkend as most of the lights were out by now. The Citedel lay in the middle of the view, Its Imposingness very pronounced by the distance between them and it. Mark followed its Asymetrical shape up, And saw the moon casting its light but a few degrees right of it, illuminating its side with a milky white glow.
"If that were human technology I would be very proud of Humans." commented Jessica, holding her had as if she was imagining holding it as you would a toy rocket.
A) Ask Jessica about her Past.
B) Ask Jessica how she got to be a captain at so young an age.
C) Ask the brothers how tall the citadell is.
D) Stay Quiet.