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Post by Caliber on Jun 2, 2011 3:06:14 GMT -5
"Exactly," Izzie said, in response to Sherry. "Anyway, I think I'll go take a quick shower, as well, and get ready. Then we'll take off."
They immediately parted to take care of their own business. Izzie walked past the guest bathroom, where Sherry was going to shower, and back into the master bedroom, which had its own bathroom. Standing in the master bathroom, Izzie undressed and stepped in the shower.
Once finished, Izzie stepped out into the cold air. She dried herself off and redressed. After drying her hair, she brushed it out and pulled it into a ponytail. Stepping into the bedroom, she retrieved her gear from her bedside. She fed her belt through the loops of her pants and tightened it. She shoved on her boots and laced them up before tucking her cargo pants in. Grabbing her weapons, she strapped on both of her pistol holsters-- one to her thigh, one to her ankle-- as well as her knife sheath. Finally, she lifted her shotgun off of the ground and slung it over her shoulder. Before leaving, she remembered her revolver, which was still under her pillow. She retrieved it and strapped it away into its holster, then left the bedroom, closing the doors behind her.
Returning downstairs, she dropped both coffee cups into the sink and filled them with water, leaving them to soak, then rinsed out the coffee pot before returning it to its place. Sherry came downstairs and loaded her box onto the trolly, then armed herself before speaking to Izzie.
"No kidding," Izzie laughed. "Privacy and hot water? Looks like we're no longer cave people," she laughed again.
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Post by Winters on Jun 2, 2011 3:21:06 GMT -5
By the time Izzie had returned the cart had been just that much more empty, and Sherry was strapped with a little more personal things that shed taken along with her on missions. The magnum rest on a holster at her back, while she kept enough room for her Primary handgun from the armory. A knife was on her leg too, one that she liked a little more than the BSAA Standard. Hers had been in a cresant shape, sort of like a smaller version of a sickle. This was used in close range combat, for tanking out the infected with silence an ease. Other than that, she was fairly lightly equiped for the mission, she didnt need much to get her started. A mission to Raccoon City was never shorter than 24 hours, there was always a good wait between arrival and extration, so it was good to make sure of the surroundings for survival, rather than the gear you take with you.
"Alright, well, you call the Colonel, and tell him were going to be heading for the bay area in fifteen minutes. Shouldnt take much time to get our stuff from the armory, a five minute stop before prepping the chopper on the roof. With the traffic at this time a morning, we could be in the air and on route to Raccoon City in the next 45." The missions starting in the morning were the easiest, as all the pilots were already up and ready for takeoff before any missions are even assigned. This sped up the whole process, especially since the Colonel knew it was involving Sherry, things would get sped up even more. Before long, the two would be in a real situation, and would need to get into a partner mindset for the mission, or at least make the most of their situation. "You ready, partner?"
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Post by Caliber on Jun 2, 2011 19:50:29 GMT -5
Izzie nodded as Sherry spoke, smiling as Sherry's ending question.
"Sure am," Izzie said with a smile and a single nod of the head, extending her hand for a shake. "Alright," she began again. "You make sure we're ready to move out, and I'll update the Colonel," she said, pulling a radio out from her belt behind her.
Holding the radio up to her mouth, "Colonel?" Izzie spoke into the radio. "This is Major Wolf. Sherry and I chose to accept the mission, we're heading for the bay now."
After awaiting a response, Izzie continued.
"One more thing, I understand that she's your daughter, but I think it would be a good idea to allow her a little... independance. I'll watch over her."
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Post by Winters on Jun 3, 2011 2:56:07 GMT -5
"Yes, understood, Wolf. But youll take full responsibility. She might be thirty years old, but shes still only young in my mind, and in her own mind. Just make sure she doesnt do anything stupid and get herself killed, and you wont hear a single word from me until the mission is over." The radio turned off in Izzies ear. The Colonel was certain that putting her in charge was the right thing to do, she was a fine agent, and so was Paramore.
Sherry moved out of the apartment, and than took the elevator to the main floor lobby. Within two minutes, she had been at the gear up armory, and grabbed everything she would need. A P90 Sub Machine Gun slung at her side perfectly, with a wide suppressor fitting on the barrel. Aside from that, she grabbed two white phosphorus grenades, and than began to line up her vest with magazines, making sure to grab at least three speedloaders for her magnum revolver. Leaving the door open for Izzie, heard the PA system message in the room, spreading to everybody on the floor. "Heli 027 ready for liftoff in fifteen minutes, repeat, Heli 027 liftoff in fifteen." Waiting by the elevator for her partner, Sherry leaned against the wall, crossing her arms.
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Post by Caliber on Jun 6, 2011 13:31:23 GMT -5
Izzie lowered the radio from her ear and returned it to her belt. Adjusting the shotgun on her rifle sling, Izzie checked all of her gear, making sure she had everything. Sherry walked out the front door and Izzie followed closely behind, closing and locking the front door before continuing down the hall. Sherry and Izzie took the elevator to the ground floor and started toward the armory. Once there, the two women replenished their loadout. Izzie lined the rifle sling shell straps with 12 gauge shells, then fitted a six-round cheek mount to the reciever of her shotgun, sliding a shell into each slot. Finishing up, Izzie placed multiple Px4 magazines into the pouches on her belt and leg, then refilled the .44 speedloaders for her revolver.
A man's voice spoke over the intercomm, notifying them that their helicopter was nearly ready for liftoff. Sherry left the room promptly after the announcement finished and headed toward the elevator. Izzie finished rounding up all her gear, checking everything twice, then headed for the elevator as well. Stepping inside, Izzie pressed the bright yellow button to head for the roof of the building. After rising several floors, the elevator doors slid open. A very short hallway led to a single, sturdy metal door. Izzie took lead, trotting down the hallway and opening the door. A gust of air rushed into the hallway and the booming sound of helicopter rotary blades filled their ears. The two women walked out onto the roof and ascended three skeletal steps to the helipad. Izzie climbed into the bird and helped Sherry do the same. Once inside, they situated themselves and prepared for liftoff. Sliding the door shut, Izzie sat on one of the bench seats next to Sherry, against the back interior wall of the helicopter.
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Post by Winters on Jun 7, 2011 15:00:37 GMT -5
Once inside the chopper, Sherry had seated herself near the back, along with her new partner Izzie. This was quite the familiar ride, as not even three days prior she had been flying in a chopper with a new partner as well. This time around, the mission was a little more structured, and was a completely on the record. Although it was similar to the last search, where she had been tracking down a personal friend of hers, Sherry knew this time that she wasnt going to let her emotions get in the way of the mission. Whatever happened on the field, stayed with her and her partner, and whoever had been backing them up via satalite imaging would continue to do so with or without a need.
The radio had turned on and made a small beeping sound in Sherrys ear, and as she turned it on, she nodded for Izzie to do the same. "Agent Paramore and Agent Wolf, your current destination is Raccoon City, and you will be arriving in approximately two point four hours. Inside the Raccoon City Mall, a man in his thirties resides, and is believed to be a former STARS Member. Since our records show he hasnt been active since ninety eight, we can assume that he doesnt even know the BSAA is kicking around, or has no interest in joining, at least. However, anybody left alive from the first outbreak isnt going to be a pushover. It would be wise to approach with extreme caution, possibly even try to apprehend him before making yourselves clear what your their for. We need him here at the BSAA, hes a survivor of Raccoon City, theres a reason hes still alive. Track him down..."
[Wolf and Paramore now in Raccoon City]
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