Post by Radar on May 5, 2007 10:55:04 GMT -5
(Howlett is fast asleep in the back of Hummer as TC dresses his wound. Ryder is driving fast and the trio enter into the Weapon X Alpha Base. Radar looks out of the window to see the facility and smiles, knowing that they'll soon be home.
The walls have been built up high, making the facility look more like an English castle, rather than a government project house. As Ryder pulls up to the gate, two soldiers approach the Hummer.)
Soldier: Can we see some identification, please?
(Radar flashes him a smile, and takes off the bandanna from around his eyes. He gazes with his pale blue eyes into the man's, and sends out a brain wave.)
Radar: You don't want to see our identification. You want to go home right now, and walk the dog. Or better yet, you want to buzz us through, so we can continue our mission.
Soldier: I don't want to see your identification. I want to go home right now and.....
Radar: Yeah, listen Polly Parrot, you don't have to mimic everything I say. That'll get you shot in some parts of the world. Just do as you're told, huh?
Soldier: Yes sir.
(The gates open and Ryder drives into the facility. There's an Apache Longbow waiting for them, and the trio watch as Wolverine is loaded up into it.
His fists are positioned underneath his jaw, and he's restrained using metal cuffs and a cage.
An escort chopper is waiting nearby, as Radar climbs into the co-pilot's seat. TC and Ryder follow and jump in. As the coptor's blades start rotating, Radar looks out the window to see a dozen bare-chested soldiers being led to the "chambers" to begin thier inevitable change into a Theta. As Radar sees this, he can't help but ponder the entire situation.)
Radar: *thinking-- It's a war. The hidden war of the world. Each faction, each soldier, each person, they all have to choose. Mutations. Do the altered genes of one make him better than the next? Are what we're doing ethical? Are we the villains through it all? Does it matter anymore?
I suppose we're all just looking out for the next move that will result in check mate. But the longer this game goes on, the more damage it'll do to lives, and the higher body count.--*
The walls have been built up high, making the facility look more like an English castle, rather than a government project house. As Ryder pulls up to the gate, two soldiers approach the Hummer.)
Soldier: Can we see some identification, please?
(Radar flashes him a smile, and takes off the bandanna from around his eyes. He gazes with his pale blue eyes into the man's, and sends out a brain wave.)
Radar: You don't want to see our identification. You want to go home right now, and walk the dog. Or better yet, you want to buzz us through, so we can continue our mission.
Soldier: I don't want to see your identification. I want to go home right now and.....
Radar: Yeah, listen Polly Parrot, you don't have to mimic everything I say. That'll get you shot in some parts of the world. Just do as you're told, huh?
Soldier: Yes sir.
(The gates open and Ryder drives into the facility. There's an Apache Longbow waiting for them, and the trio watch as Wolverine is loaded up into it.
His fists are positioned underneath his jaw, and he's restrained using metal cuffs and a cage.
An escort chopper is waiting nearby, as Radar climbs into the co-pilot's seat. TC and Ryder follow and jump in. As the coptor's blades start rotating, Radar looks out the window to see a dozen bare-chested soldiers being led to the "chambers" to begin thier inevitable change into a Theta. As Radar sees this, he can't help but ponder the entire situation.)
Radar: *thinking-- It's a war. The hidden war of the world. Each faction, each soldier, each person, they all have to choose. Mutations. Do the altered genes of one make him better than the next? Are what we're doing ethical? Are we the villains through it all? Does it matter anymore?
I suppose we're all just looking out for the next move that will result in check mate. But the longer this game goes on, the more damage it'll do to lives, and the higher body count.--*