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"Nope, It is up to you." He said as he took the handgun. He was nervous, this was his first mission in a while, he had been off work years, living of his pention. ((g2g soon, july 4th party))

"Who would protect something that falls apart if you touch it?" he wondered.
Sketch started walking faster than Stalker. He took it upon himself to keep this mission moving along. He walked up to the door on the opposite side of the room and opened it. Something came flying out. Sketch fired his gun and missed. The UFO flew into the room Sketch and Stalker came out of. "Sorry," he said in accordance to goning ahead, "What was that thing?"

Kyle sat back. He then remembered part of his past. He was acting in a play. It was the day he lost his job. The day he ran away from police. There was a stick fight in the play. The directors wanted us to actually be in battle. Kyle beat was supposed to wait a few minutes during battle before he stuck the final blow. But he forgot. He swung as hard as he could. His opponent did not see it coming. Kyle hit him hard in the temple, instantly killing the man. After Kyle realized what he did, he ran. A few days later, he got an e-mail saying he was fired. He also noticed on the news the police were hunting him down. He had to find a way to escape. When he killed that man, he felt... OK. He felt good. He had the desire to kill. The desire to kill one man the most was his father. After a few days of running from the police, Kyle found Mishaps. He thought why not join. It had a good pay as well. And he thought he would be very useful, since he was a good actor.

He smiled. "I'll take the job. Maybe I'll find some action..."

Forte gave up. She just plain gave up. She nodded curtly to the old woman and her cat, and then she stood. "C'mon, Saun," she growled as she marched - nay - stomped back through the portal. How she managed to navigate through the halls was beyond her. What did it matter? She knew exactly what she was doing.

"COMMANDER RYANNA!"

She didn't mean to yell quite so forcefully, but that's how it came out. I guess that's why they called her Forte. She breathed once, saluted respectfully, and stood erect as her voice quieted. "Permission to speak freely?"

"Er....I have no idea actually.....maybe it was one of them Spirit like things?" She shrugged, completly guessing on this one, it had moved so fast that she didn't even get a glimpse of what it was. Just then another howling screech emmited into the air. "Genh Gimme a break 'ere." Stalker grumbled under her breath as she clamped bother her hands over her ears oncae again.

Kyle saw Forte. "well, hello there...." Kyle said.

"3 more questions... When do I start, What am I transporting (a letter to someone, big cargo on cargo truck, etc.) and where is this place I need to go?" Kyle asked.