Message between Prophet and Calvary recovered.
Dialogue restored…
Prophet:
Mission Statement Sent - Requesting unit to partake in training operation.
Calvary:
Received - State the nature of this operation.
Prophet:
Acknowledged - Disposal Unit, Unit 511, was requested to participate in a training exercise to determine if they would be transferred into one of the Order Militant’s special task forces. This exercise will have the unit go through “enemy” terrain undetected and “assassinate” the opponent. Which, in the context of the operation, would be to head to the location where the “target” is located without being detected, while detailing the entire journey when the unit has to report the operation back to HQ. The exercise is low stakes and expected to have zero casualties and zero witnesses. The unit should be capable of achieving the task within the day of arrival.
Calvary:
Understood - Would the unit require specialised equipment or additional assistance to conduct the exercise?
Prophet:
Affirmative - Disposal Unit, Unit 511, would require early SCL radio packs (the RH-300 model) and additional weights to replicate the weight of the Order Militants standard-issued SCL radio packs (the IP-400 model). Transportation would be organised by the Order Militant, as well as providing the unit with special forces uniforms (minus any patches, colours, or insignia) except for standard Order Militant firearms. They would be issued firearms common throughout North Africa, the Middle East, and Europe.
Calvary:
Operation Authorised - Seeing the nature of this operation and its perimeters. All has been approved. Operation would begin on the 8th of Jan, 2015.
Calvary:
Closing Log - Keepers of the Dark
Private Log…
Recovered:
Prophet:
Message - Sent to Calvary
Calvary:
Message Accepted - State the nature of this unauthorised message.
Prophet:
Jimi, it’s me. No need to get all anal with me right now. Just want to have a casual conversation for a bit.
Calvary:
I should close the log. Unauthorised text messages will lead to disciplinary action for anyone involved.
Prophet:
That won’t happen. Our department is going to close down, and the Order Diplomatics are just going to scrub everything and bury it behind hundreds upon hundreds of layers of red tape. Hell, not even the council cares what is going on here anymore. Most of the time, it is just one person in the communication towers keeping everything in order, and I know you are alone, Jimi. I know your schedule off by heart.
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Calvary:
Fine, I will entertain you. What do you want to talk about?
Prophet:
Well, I suppose that we are being phased out. I don’t like it, and I hate the notion that the Order sees us as replaceable.
Calvary:
We are replaceable.
Calvary:
I don’t see this as a bad thing, as our mission has been achieved. Though there are some horrifica’s here and there, but they are no longer a threat, or at least, a big enough threat to justify funding a separate Order. Sure, I suppose it sucks that we never get to do anything meaningful, but I like to think that we are lucky in that case.
Prophet:
Lucky? >:(
Calvary:
Yes, lucky. Do you really think either of us can fight a monster? The worst horrors are dead, and we don’t need to sacrifice any more people for this cause no more. I prefer it to be that way. Besides, most people are scared shitless to fight monsters. You’ll probs fall apart if you encounter a ghost of some kind.
Prophet:
I have you know that I am braver than most! You are just saying this because you are hiding behind a screen in Olympus. Meanwhile, I am sitting in the hot desert, away from civilisation.
Calvary:
We both know I am here because our Order thinks it is best that I am in the main communications hub back in Olympus. Plus, you are in Niger. The ass end of any assignment. I can tell Gloria wants to send you away and give you the shitest post possible. Don’t think you got there because of “bravery”.
Prophet:
Careful, I can do something out of line and make Order Horrifica history. I have direct power over this tower, and no one can stop me from being brave.
Calvary:
The communication towers are meant to withstand artillery bombardments for months on end. The fuck are you going to do? Paint the walls?
Prophet:
Document Sent - Here, proof.
Calvary:
Holy shit lol, you really are brave. You know, a naked pic of yourself is impossible to scrub off here, and I am pretty sure it will eventually go through the Order Diplomatics.
Prophet:
Just put it behind the highest clearance. I don’t care if my ass is the last photo thing sent through here. The only thing I cared about is not being sent to the brig after the transfer. Better make an impact before it all goes in two years.
Calvary:
LMAO. Alright, I’ll cover your ass however I can. After a few minutes of admiration. :). I’ll talk to you later.
