Wed Nov 25, 2015 10:18 am
Northern Russia
*COMLINK
?-"Copy that. Won't be long 'til we're inbound. Just make sure I get my **** beer."
Fyre-"Hard to say weather you will or not. I may drink it all."
?-"You better not or I'm gonna-"
Venessa trudges up through the snow.
Venessa-"Who are you talking to?"
?-"Nobody of any importance."
A slight sound can be heard through the COMLINK
*Nobody... portant*
?-"Package is on schedule. Prepping for launch."
The two of them head to the water where a retired Yankee class Soviet Submarine is surfaced.
Venessa-"I hate this plan. Never feels good being under water in a giant cylindrical tube with only rusted metal separating you from drowning."
?-"C'mon now. She doesn't leak that much."
Venessa turns to him with a worried look. The man cracks a smile that turns into a laugh.
Venessa-"That's not funny! I hope for your sake it doesn't leak at all, or I'll launch you out of the torpedo bay."
A third voice breaks in.
??-"No need for that. I make sure Bennot keeps her in tip-top shape."
Venessa looks to the new man to enter the conversation.
Venessa-"You must be Merrick."
Merrick-"That I am. If all is good and well, I'd like to launch. The sooner we're out of Russian controlled space, the better."
Venessa-"I'm more than happy to leave the cold behind."
Bennot-"Trust me, when you go to the Arctic, that's when you'll know the definition of cold."
All three climb aboard the sub before it submerges.
At an undisclosed location.
Devil Doll smiles as she reviews the satellite feed from South America.
I.C.E.-"I don't think they like you."
Devil Doll-"I don't really care."
I.C.E.-"Your ploy worked. You flushed 'em out. The question is, why?"
Devil Doll-"The plan will reveal itself to you when you're ready to see it."
Rourke walks into the room carrying a small case.
Rourke-"They're making a move. Soviet sub was spotted, Merrick popping his head up in Russia."
Devil Doll-"What would they want with a hunk of retired metal?"
I.C.E.-"Interestingly enough, retired metal has its perks. No GPS Navigation systems. All analog. Nuclear power. Hard to track in this day and age. Your sister can't just hack a system and pinpoint its location."
Rourke produces pictures from the case.
Rourke-"Something tells me it's more of a snuggling op."
He tosses the pictures on the center table.
Devil Doll-"Pretty girl. Looks familiar."
I.C.E.-'She should. She's Akula's sister.'
Devil Doll-"Help me here, which one was Akula again?"
I.C.E.-"The one that gave you all that money for ODIN II."
Devil Doll-"Oh, right, right, right. And I'm supposed to recognize her because? She was never in the mix of deals."
I.C.E.-"You're supposed to recognize her because... Never mind. You'll remember her, someday."
Devil Doll-"So vague. Gives me cause for concern."
I.C.E.-"Don't worry, it'll all be clear soon enough. The plan will reveal itself... when you're ready to see it."
To be continued...