Post by Radar on May 12, 2007 23:37:51 GMT -5
(Matthews Johnson hopped out of the chopper and sighed. The whole trip from Alpha Base had been spent contemplating his deeds and Wolf's words. Needless to say, he was not in a good mood. As he walked to the entrance of Omega Base with TC and Ryder pushing the caged Logan behind him, his mind kept drifting to the mutants at the mansion. Maybe they were fighting for the right cause. Were all mutants evil? Was he evil? Radar shook his head to clear the feelings and thoughts from his head.)
TC: You okay, sir?
Radar: Shut up, Betty. Just haul him away.
(Before he knew it, Radar had walked into Smith's office. He was sitting before Smith and was stretching his fingers.)
Smith: Well, well, well. You got Howlett in only two days. You really are something, Johnson.
Radar: Thank you, sir.
Smith: This is good. Kutal took a squad to retrieve a book describing the ritual about Nur. We have one of the tools now, thanks to you. All we need now is Magneto, Oracle, and the lovebirds. I want you to know that I trust you.
(Smith reaches into his desk and pulls out three files. He tosses them down face up in front of Radar.)
Smith: Choose. Who do you want to go after next? ECKS and his woman, the old fool, or the young woman?
(A grin spreads over Radar's face.)
Radar: I'm blind. I don't know which one to pick.
(Smith laughs and Radar chooses the middle file. As he gets from his seat, he swipes his fingers over the braille.)
Smith: Happy hunting, Johnson.
TC: You okay, sir?
Radar: Shut up, Betty. Just haul him away.
(Before he knew it, Radar had walked into Smith's office. He was sitting before Smith and was stretching his fingers.)
Smith: Well, well, well. You got Howlett in only two days. You really are something, Johnson.
Radar: Thank you, sir.
Smith: This is good. Kutal took a squad to retrieve a book describing the ritual about Nur. We have one of the tools now, thanks to you. All we need now is Magneto, Oracle, and the lovebirds. I want you to know that I trust you.
(Smith reaches into his desk and pulls out three files. He tosses them down face up in front of Radar.)
Smith: Choose. Who do you want to go after next? ECKS and his woman, the old fool, or the young woman?
(A grin spreads over Radar's face.)
Radar: I'm blind. I don't know which one to pick.
(Smith laughs and Radar chooses the middle file. As he gets from his seat, he swipes his fingers over the braille.)
Smith: Happy hunting, Johnson.