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[Joyce Carrington]

Shouldn't you know? I mean, you and Bond... and you're so cold as ice?

*ducks to the ground, Xen's shoe hits 004 in the head*

Ah well.

*throws 004 in her car*

009 to Xen: See you in London.

*BMW Z3 takes off*

[Matt O'S oo4]

I love the gentle touch of a woman....ouch.

If you land at Edwards Air force base, we can take that SR-71 and have you BMW shipped back.

004 looks at her.

Wanna go a plane ride, lady?

004 gives her a serous look

004

[Joyce Carrington]

OH YEAH!

*sets course for the Esward air force base*

[Matt O'S oo4]

Fourty five minutes later.

009 lands her vehicle at Edwards much to the amazement of the base commander and the ground crew on duty.

She pulled up to the CNC and 004 presents himself and speaks with the officer of the day.

After signing a few forms (as Lance Freeman, 006) 009 and 004 walks across the tarmak to a closed hangar.

004 looks at her.

009 "What now?"

004 "Its time to get you out of those clothes again....and in to someting a bit more....suitable......you know....form fitting....pressurized......

004 smiles.

009: You know I'll kick you in the head if you don't....

004 in movk seriousness...."YEs, MA'AM!"

004 "We'll need to get into gear. Hurray. This wil be...an experience."

Lets go.

004

[Joyce Carrington]

Originally posted by Matt O'S. (oo4)
After signing a few forms (as Lance Freeman, 006) 009 and 004 walks across the tarmak to a closed hangar.

Nice... very nice... I like how you think.

004 "Its time to get you out of those clothes again....and in to someting a bit more....suitable......you know....form fitting....pressurized......

004 smiles.

009:  You know I'll kick you in the head if you don't....

004 in movk seriousness...."YEs, MA'AM!"

004 "We'll need to get into gear.  Hurray.  This wil be...an experience."

Typical. Another outfit. You have a sense of timing, don't you?

Ah well.

*slips into new suit*
*kicks 004 in the face to stop him from staring*

Okay, ready.

[Matt O'S oo4]

Evade being kicked.

That wont work. Uh, keep me from staring....

ANYWAY....

004 leads 009 through a door to a airplane hangar.

It is dark. An enormous object sits in the hangar.

On a signal from 004, a ground crewman opens the hangar doors.

As the immense doors open 004 turns to look at 009, wanting to see her expression more than the plane.

As the illumination from outside trickles in...the huge plane begins to take shape in her eyes.

The dim light slips over the plane, which grow ever larger in the moonlight. The cockpit looks tiny at the top of the giant aricraft.

009's eyes grow ever wider until her lips part. A small gasp of air escapes her mouth.

004: "Yes, it is, isn't it?"

004 leads 009 to the lift and they go up to the cockpit. 004 reaches over and opens it.

Looks at her. "Get in."

004

[Joyce Carrington]

*speechless*

*gets in cockpit*

*speechless*

*004 takes position*

*speechless*

*plane rolls out onto runway*

*speechless*

[Matt O'S oo4]

Okay, Joyce, take a look at the control around you.

You will be flying this WITH me.

Don't worry, I will be doing most of it.

You will be helping me with instrumentation.

Just look where I tell you to and read back to me what you see....simple as that.

Oh,and if I black out...the autopilot switch is on you left hand side....ejction on you lower right.

Don't worry....I'm feeing pretty good. The anti-biotics are helping tremendously.

Yes, the is alpha tango zeta one,alpha tango zeta one requesting take off on runway niner, repear, runway niner....

A brief conversation between 004 and the tower takes place.

004 is busy hitting switches and the jet hums to life.

Okay, my love.....this is how we party 00 style. Are you ready?

004

[Xenobia]

*Xen drives car back to the airport*

If I was a traitor, I know three agents who would be dead by now.

*Xen jams on breaks when she sees a huge cat print on one side of the Tower Bridge*

OK...this means WAR!

-- Xenobia

[Joyce Carrington]

*speechlees*

*004 kicks 009 in the head*

009: HEY! Oh... yeah... ready

*speechless again*

[Matt O'S oo4]

YOu know that's hard to do in this cockpit.

004 pushes the throttl gently forward.

The huge blackSR-71 begins to roll out to the runway.

004 circles it around once he reaches the runways end.

Okay, relax.
This is fun.
Trust me.

Thank you tower, we are engaging lift off.

004 shoves the throttle foreward and the jet lurches down the tarmak.

009 sits as relaxed as she can, but her heart is racing.

The great black jet leaps of the ground and like a predatory bird lifts screaming into the night sky.

Okay, we've just broken Mach 1.
Hang on. Theres NO traffic anywhere near us for a thousand miles.

Climbing higher, Matt warns Joyce.....okay this will kick a little...just the way works....here we go....3....2.....1....

004 kicks in the afterburners slamming them back into their seats....the plane pushes forward ever faster.

We're at Mach two........three......four........reaching our cruising altitude......our ETA to New York....uh....oh I forgot....we'll be refueling over New York.....45 minutes.....and about 55 minuters from there.

Check the fuel pressure reading found on your left and give me a number....

Joyce.....

DOUBLE - O - NINE....you iokay??

A voice comes back....thrity seven hundred.

Please relax and kick back,take off you shoes and stay a while...and thank you flying air O'Shawanessy....its okay my lady, its just smooth flying from here...

How are you my dear 009?

004

[Joyce Carrington]

*009 sits, eyes opened wide, making gurgling noises*

004: Try to relax, dear.

[Mr. Clue]

CLUE:

oo4, still weak from the disease infected upon him by the Cat, wills himself to full consciousness. He realises that it will be tough and tiring, but God damn it, he will not let that stop him.

In order to bring himself back up to speed with the mission he goes through the MI6 records database. Reading through he summarises in in his mind. Blofeld's Cat has threatened to kill all of the double-O agents. 007 is missing. The Cat has claimed to have him. M assigned all double-Os to first find 007 then stop the Cat. So far 0012 and 00* have been apparently killed by the Cat.

He notes Bond111's summary of clues at least up until 25-09-2003 09:59 PM GMT.

He also notes that the MI6 records database? is searchable simply by typing the codeword "Mr. Clue" into the "Search by User Name" field and then selecting "Show results as posts".

He notes the some of the clues have apparently been solved. A photo background from an attachment to an email from the late 0012 was identified by 009 as Silver Peak, Nevada. The coordinates from "MSG CONSISTED OF NUMBERS 37 74410 MINUS 117 61843" were identified by 00* as Alcatraz Island, Nevada. A partial number "27031..." is possibly referring to 00*'s birthday, 27 March, 1964.

The Nevada clues were an apparent trap that 00* fell into.

[Joyce Carrington]

People... the picture with the Fox sattelites... let's find out where it was taken.

[Matt O'S oo4]

That's very good.

004 sends digital, scrambled signal to Q-Branch technology dept.

Take this image and run through the computer.
Give me coordinates of this local, ASAP

Q, send message to this cpdevice.

Matthew.

We'll see what happens on their end.

I will do a little research on my own as well.

004

[00Kevin]

111 stirs awake "wha? where am I?"

00Kevin walks to him: "ahh, good to see you awake 111. thanks to the UIS, we are here at MI6 back in jolly old england...ahead of the other!!!"

"cool, hey...where is the one guy?"

"the taxi driver?"

"yeah"

"he's being interrogated (SP?)..we're got everything...the experts, pros, tourture, lie detector tests and so on.....if that bugger knows anything, we'll find out."

[Mister Asterix]

Somewhere in buried under the ground near Silver Peak, Nevada a PDA comes to life for the last time. The timer program sends an email through a series of automated forwarding systems to John Bryce, Matt O’Shawnassey, and James Bond. In addition to the Alexander Starrky’s Journal Entry No. 1 two more files were sent. All were high-level password encrypted. The following is how the files look when recieved:

The Journal of Alex Starrky

Entry No. 2

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The Journal of Alex Starrky

Entry No. 3

  My earlier encounter has my convinced that the top of Alcatraz Island has the rest of the pieces to this puzzle. Or at least enough to see the picture. I do now know Bond is not here in Nevada, but I won’t be able to pinpoint him until I get more answers. And if my theory proves right, all I need to do is pinpoint Bond to save him.

  I wonder if Bond will think the clue I found about the vet on Benson Street ironic.

  In case I don’t come down from atop the Rock, I’m setting this PDA to email this journal in 36 hours. And then I’ll bury it where it won’t be found.

  Bryce, Matt, James bury Alex Starrky in a small grave with the dates 2003-2003 on it. It’s damn short life after the business, boys. Never leave.

[Mr. Clue contributed to this post.]

[fakesig]Alexander Starrky[/fakesig]

[Bryce (003)]

Sept. 28th 2003 - 1721 hrs. - Bryce's Flat - 24 hours earlier

O'Keefe lays across couch bound and gagged. Three men in masks and suits stand over her.

One finsihes sending text message via 003's phone.

MAN 1: Done.

MAN 2: Picks Bryce up from floor. He's clearly been hit once or twice. Further it becomes apparent that there are an additional THREE goons strewn about the room DEAD.

- One slumped in a corner - the wall behind him is a red/grey smear trailing down to his sitting form. Three holes are clearly visable in the wall.

- One lays across the coffee table with a Scottish Claymore broadsword driven through his chest pinning him to the table.

- The last has clearly had his nose driven in and up into his brain - matching black bags under both eyes and blood trickling from the right ear.
note: O'Keefe has a red bruise on the heel of her left hand.

MAN 2: NOW THEN! NICE TRY!!(gestures to O'Keefe) You're full of tricks too...
(to #1) Get a piece of her hair for the cat.

BRYCE: (wincing) I prefer a "hair of the dog"

Bryce reverses #2's hold and slams him against the bookcase and then rolls over English Oak desk. Both 1 & 3 Open fire with silenced weapons. Bryce reaches under desk.

BRYCE: FLOOR!

O'Keefe flops onto floor from couch. #1 takes a shot which barely misses her.

Bryce grabs the grip of Weatherby 1786 broom spread musket and pulls trigger. A LOUD blast blows out the back of the desk sending a fan-spread (1 meter above the floor) of 200 9mm pellets. #1 and #3 are hit and thrown off their feet into the back wall. Both drop.

O'Keefe looks up with the expression of a VERY surprised Irish Kitty. Removes gag and has already gotten her hands free.

O'KEEFE: What was THAT!

BRYCE: Something my Dad picked up when I was young.(realizing that #2 is nowhere to be seen)

Car tires squeal in the distance. Bryce stumbles to window. Nothing.

BRYCE: (almost muttering-angry) My duty. My home. My Office. My friends. My....(O'Keefe grabs him and they hold each other)

O'KEEFE: I'm fine. Thank you for asking.(raises eyebrow in a sarcastic arch)

Bryce grins. Takes her face in his hands.

BRYCE: I want you to go to Belfast. Inform your people and get THIS (Bryce affectionately pats her bottom lightly) covered.

O'Keefe puts her hand over Bryce's keeping it in place on her right buttock.

O'KEEFE: (smiling) No.

BRYCE: Yes.

O'KEEFE: Compromise. The castle?

BRYCE: (realizing her brilliance) Of course.....Go. I've just got to figure out what the hell is going on...

O'Keefe begins searching thugs and Bryce goes over to his computer after disarming all the bodies.

[Xenobia]

Lovely story 003. Now, as I asked 004 in the other thread...

Where the hell have you been?

And what the HELL do you know.

-- Xenobia

[Bryce (003)]

Based on what I've been catching up on....very little.

Nevada was goose chase...We're looking for a Hilton hotel...I'm working on that....

*Bryce glances at Hilton Honors Platinum card*

004.....

*clenches fist*

That's family......

Xen? 004? Anyone?

What do we have to do to "skin the cat"?

*Bryce checks out some "travel" data.*

[Joyce Carrington]

READ THIS:

The second largest earthquake of the 20th Century and the largest ever recorded in the northern hemisphere,occurred in Alaska on March 27, 1964 (3/27/64 05:36:14.0 p.m., local time; 3/28/64 03:36:14.0 GMT). The earthquake had a magnitude 9.2 (Moment Magnitude) and caused extensive damage in Alaska. Local tsunami waves triggered by this earthquake were extremely destructive in Prince William Sound and other areas of Alaska. A Pacific-wide tsunami was generated which was destructive in Western Canada, Oregon, California and the Hawaiian islands. It was recorded by tide gages throughout the Pacific. Even tide gauges in Cuba and Puerto Rico recorded sea level oscillations from that event. A Tsunami Warning was issued by the Tsunami Warning System in Honolulu for Hawaii and the West coast of United States and Canada. Regional Tsunami Warning Centers in Japan, Chile, the former Soviet Union and elsewhere, issued warnings. Combined, the earthquake and tsunami took 125 lives (tsunami 110, earthquake 15), and caused about $311 million in property loss (in 1964 dollars).

Note that the date was 27 March 1964. It also says Prince William Sound, something you can read in Alex' Starrky's file.

What does he mean with 'the vet on Benson Street' anyway?

[Matt O'S oo4]

004 receives the message from 009

Impressive. Most impressive.

He smiles. And nods.

I think I understand.

Just maybe.....

004

[Mr. Clue]

CLUE:

In addition, to the email from 00*/Starrky, Bryce has an email from [email protected]. The email reads as follows

FROM: Cat
TO: John "Nearly Dead" Bryce

SUBJECT: N-llarge Ur Pisstolla

TEXT: SORRY, MY MEN DIDN'T KILL YOU THE FIRST TIME, JONNY BOY. BUT DON'T WORRY I'M WORKING DOUBLE-TIME ON THE DESTRUCTION LINE. YOUR TIME IS SOON.

^@.^

[Joyce Carrington]

HELP! Someone get Bryce 24-hour protection!

[Matt O'S oo4]

John.....WHY did you feel you needed to open that e-mail??

I just don't.....

Blah.

004

[Bryce (003)]

How are you my friend?

Sorry I got taken out of the loop. Damn stupid.

Based on the singe marks, they lit us up with tasers and made the grab. Sharon- *ahem* Miss O'Keefe is headed for the castle.

Man-made Earthquakes? That's almost as crazy as those stories Bond told about hollowed out volcano's....never mind.

Nice work 009 -

As to my note from the Cat....This is a prime example of what can happen when you get your pets "fixed" before they've had a chance to have sex. I've got a bag full of everything the five at my flat had. I'm dropping it off for Q and G to have a look at.

They certainly worked for the cat...They were all pussies;)

Time for some Pub-Rugby rules.

*pours some single-malt into two glasses. Offers one"

Let's talk shop.

[Matt O'S oo4]

YES, SIR!!

Good to have you back sir....

Don't let them piss you off.

Staying out of the loop sometinme is the best way to observea nd take notes.

Let's talk shop, indeed!!!

004

[Joyce Carrington]

Glad to see you're back, 003. Now - be careful.

Note to all agents: Think we should send someone to the Prince William Sound?

[Matt O'S oo4]

In the INdian Ocean??

004

[Joyce Carrington]

No darling - it's Alaska I'm talking about.

-- 009