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Subject: The ISSP, guess things don't always work out.

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Shinto Keshan

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Date Posted: 18:36:51 05/03/02 Fri
In reply to: Michiko 's message, "Mission 1 Complete." on 12:46:52 05/03/02 Fri

The ISSPs men had fallen back, the hoard of Ryu's men went charging forwards into the compound. They were invincable, nothing would stand in there way. And then an explotion blew out there eardrumbs. Looking up now the invincable army didn't seam invincable anymore as a armada of miltary grade weapons fired on the asulting force, slaughting them in a halo of weapons far more advanced then there own as mas hestara took over the men who just before had been convinced of there supremicy.

Inside the ISSP compound two men sat at a desk talking to another one that was standing. "I don't understand why your doing this and only for 200,000 wong." "Don't forget a parden for those last few incidents i was involved with. There just about one more thing I want the location of the guy behind it." "well we don't entirely know for sure but given recent events and our traces of there signals this place seems most likly." One of the men said as he pressed a buttion and a display popped up shoiwing the powerplant.

"Geese i don't think this guy knows the meaning of Organized crime, just another mad anarcast. Then again if he'd been at all organized instead of lambasting his plan to all the criminals out there he might have had a chance to keep this a secret." the standing one said.

"But he didn't and luckly for us he wasn't. Though why do you care where he is?" the other man at the desk asked, his cigaret half way burned up. "Because i'm going to take care of him, the dragons arent necisarily that good but there low profile. Unlike this guy. I just want to keep his burn out from being to big. Wouldn't want mars to have to be rebuilt."

"I guess so...as for your last request...". A smirk went across the one standing "Don't worry I couldn't care what happened on titan, i'm just glad you have a few of them left." "You will only use this on him..." "Of coarse after what happened to the last guy, memory loss, worse. Heard he's dead but you never know." The men handed a paper bag to the one standing. "Here take it." they said as the one standing left the room. "Can we really trust him?" One said to the other. "Yes, he may not be a dragon anymore but he's still one of his word." "You do realize if anyone else finds out." "Finds out what? That something that dosent exist is missing. Now what were we talking about." "absolutly nothing." The men finished.

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