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section7mfu2013-01-07 09:15 am
The Birds of Prey Affair~ chapter 5
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Another half dozen agents reported they were on route to headquarters, including Mark's partner, April Dancer. When the finally tally was reached, he called those numbers to Napoleon.
"That's not much to work with considering we don't know what we're up against." Solo sighed. "Mark I want weapons issued to everyone..."
"Everyone?"
"Yes, but make sure the ladies from the secretarial pool get clips with sleep rounds and not live ammo. And will you please shut off that alarm. I think everyone who needed to know, now knows. Out."
Everything became eerily silent as the alarms were shut down, only the lights continued to flash their warnings. Mark left Lisa to monitor the communications console, heading down to the armory and there he issued weapons to inexperienced women and that made him just a bit nervous; though snuggling up to them to give quick lessons in using a firearm more than made up for it.
"Eww Mark you're so manly," Candace purred as he wrapped his arms around her, helping her to aim the pistol at the target he'd set up down in the range located in the lower levels of headquarters. "I feel so safe with you."
Mark rolled his eyes, not knowing if he should take that as a complement or not. He knew he wasn't a ladies man like Solo, and often relied on his British accent to charm a girl. That for some reason attracted them to him, but more often than not, he seemed to muck things up with the 'birds.' At least he had a bit of fun repeating the training process with all four women.
His communicator chirped in the middle of it all.
"Mark, what's going on? I just heard the lockdown code." April Dancer's voice was filled with concern that only her partner could detect. To anyone else she seemed cool and collected.
"Mr. Waverly and nearly everyone in headquarters is unconscious. No one knows what caused it and Illya is checking some blood samples to see if he can find out anything."
"Is Mr. Waverly all right?"
"He seemed to be having some breathing difficulties and was taken up to medical, though there's only one nurse there unaffected. We have minimal staff in here to fend off an attack. Where are you girl?"
"I'm on the rooftop across the street with Agent Donnelly and so far everything looks to be normal at the moment.
"All right keep a sharp look out luv and be careful. I'm not out there to cover your back."
"I know Mark darling, I'll be careful and you do the same. Dancer...oh, hang on."
He could hear gunshots being fired. There was a sudden explosion that rocked the building as if it had been hit by an earthquake. The Klaxons went off again automatically, but Mark hit the button, shutting them down.
He had no doubt that everyone already heard and felt the explosion...
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