Command/War Room

Description

There are two levels of the command area, or war room. On the second level, which is opened (as well as the first level)
to huge tv screens is a lone chair in which the major sits when war is underway.
Command controls, such as direction, weapons and speed is controlled on the second lower level of this command area. A huge map that is electronic is also on the second floor, right behind the majors seat,
the whole area having a well yellow colored lit type of lighting to it.
When entered from the lower second level, you enter from a single door located to the south of the main controls.
A single flight of stairs that are wide lead up to the majors throne.

(I was going to post in the halls but everyone is GONE)

Rip was seated cross-legged on the Command Room's floor with her musket across her lap, humming a little tune while
rolling one of her round bullets back and forth like a marble.
It had been a number of weeks now since her last mission and having already beautified her weapon today and brushed her hair countless times, she was out of things to occupy herself with.
She had thought about visiting the Doktor, but with his research hitting yet another brick wall, an unwanted visit might just be a
spark to a powder keg.
Her eyes wandered about the room. Everyone seemed to be behaving like robots.
Working at computers and machine without any kind of expression.
The Huntress sighed and stopped the small metallic ball, only to grip it between her finger and thumb to spin it like a
top and allowed herself to slip into another daydream.

Hadrian waltzed into the War Room without a care, inspecting his fingernails closely. It had been quiet lately, far too quiet for his preferences. After determining his nails were in satisfactory condition, he looked up, sharp blue eyes scanning the room intently. This did not look like a room prepared for war. No, it rather instead looked like a room to contain zombies. Spotting Rip sitting not terribly far away, the man raises a pale eyebrow, then looks up to the screens. He speaks softly, just loud enough for the woman to catch his words. "The Fuhrer would wonder what happened to his great army. Not even the allies quelling them to such silence as we have now."

Hearing the soldier's words, Rip nodded.
"Ja" she responded, scooping up the bullet and her musket in the same hand before she stood up, while dusting her suit with the other "all ve can really hope for ist zhat zhis long wait ist a long vait for something really good"
Straightening up and cracking her spine in a couple places, her eyes still saw no sign of the plump leader. "Speaking of zhe Fuhrer" she continued "vhere ist zhe Major anyvay?"

----> Fausta's room

William was walking around in a rather tired and pissed off way. Yet you couldn't tell this due to the massive smile across his face, which seemed to say he was ready for a little bloody fun. As he walked up the massive doors of the war room William stopped for a moment to allow the two officers under his command to come up beside him. Once they were at his side they opened the door and William along with his two officers walked in. William looked around, he was expecting the Major to be here, sadly he was not, and it was rather annoying too. He wanted another mission where he could get his hands covered in blood. He was ready to fight a few catholics, or the Hellsing people. He didn't care who or where the mission was so long as it involved him getting his hands bloodly, and provided some food for him. He wanted a blood bath. He was ready to kill again.

As William looked around he noticed two fellow officers William shrugged and walked up the massive table, and took his seat, and sat back against his seat and gave the two a wave hello with his sick smile still across his face.

About to reply to Rip's inquiry, Hadrian is cut short by the entrance of a strangely smiling FREAK. He blinked flatly at the apparent jester, raising a pale eyebrow in derision. Looking purposefully back to Rip, he chuckles without the slightest hint of humor. "He is most likely dreaming about waging war on the globe while we sit here perfectly capable of carrying out his fancies outside the boundaries of his mind."

Rip nodded at Hadrian's comment, watching the Freak closely
Minutes continued to snail by until the Huntress heard the sound of heavy doors opening.
Her head turned swiftly to the sound's source, like a hound sensing a rabbit.
"Herr Major!" Rip squeaked, easily recognizing the short, plump man emerging from the engine room.
"Guten Tag lieutenant" the Major said, a wide grin stretching across his face.
"Vhere haf you been? Everyone has been curious about your absence" the Huntress asked, trotting towards her leader.
"I haf been talking vith zhe engineers, I needed to know if zhe Zeppelin could handle zhe veather of our new base" he answered, sitting himself down in his seat, relieved to take weight off his feet.
"Our new base?" Rip asked, bewildered. She had no idea they had been actually traveling to a destination all this time.
"Look out zhe vindow" the Major said, pointing a thick, gloved finger in the
direction if one of the Zeppelin's large windows.
Rip make a curious noise as she peered out at their surroundings, her breath hitched slightly as she feel a sudden crisp cold against her palm as she pressed it against the glass.
Looking down, she saw nothing but an endless mass of snow. "Vhere are ve?" Rip asked and the Major chuckled.
"Ve are at zhe South Pole lieutenant" the Fuhrer answered.

William saw how the two other Millennium operatives just looked at him, not even returning his little wave. He didn't care to much about it however, he just shook his head, and continued to sit in his seat. After a few minutes the man he wanted to see, and was supposed to give his report to came through the doors. He was questioned by Rip on where he had been. William had an idea of where he'd been due to what he had heard around the ship. As the Major walked down the steps and into the war room William stood up as fast as he could have. He then went and followed his Fuhrer to see what he wanted to show. As he walked up beside Rip he looked outside the window and gazed at white snow. William bit his buttom lip. He hated the cold, he had enough of it back on the eastern front, he didn't want to see anymore of this. But he was dressed and armed for this kind of weather yes, but he really didn't want to go out there. William then turned to the Major, and saluted. "Herr Major, its a honour to see you again. I hope everything was to your liking with how Deus Ex Machina is going to hold under this weather." He greeted the Major. "Oh, and I have the report for my recon mission back in italy," William said as he gave the Major the report, "No losses, but I encountered one Iscariot agent whom I eliminated quickly. Other than that no trouble Herr Major." William said as he stood at attention.

Glancing out the window, Hadrian sighed quietly to himself. Lovely. Ice. And Snow. And more ice. The South Pole. The furthest they could possibly get from civilization and still be on the planet. How exactly were they to wage war on the world? Plastering an amused smile on his perfect Aryan features, he addresses their fearless leader.

"And what exactly is it that we are going to do at the South Pole, Herr? Reenact the Furhur's futile excursion into the Siberian tundra?"

Fritz marched in from the enterance, looking up at the screen, realizing that they were in the south pole.

Antarctica. The failed postwar attempt at resurrecting the Fourth Reich began and ended here, as four ex-German officers descended on a helicopter to unlock the stowed away secrets of the Fatherland, only to perish and never be heard from again. Fritz suspected that these secrets were obsolete by now, and probably destroyed as well. Millennium had enough Nazi artifacts already, and more would just be a bother.

Fritz saluted the Major, holding the giant Solothurn rifle.

Sieg Heil.

Remembering what he heard Siegfried was saying about clothing in the antarctic, Fritz groaned. Even taking into account the fact that he was a vampire, his Afrika Korps tunic wouldn't do shit against the cold around here. Even in the Zeppelin, he realized that outside his room, most of the hallways were much colder than he liked. He hated the winters on the ostfront, and longed for the Africa sun...

He'd have to get out his stupid greatcoat later. And the damn ammo probably would need to wait.

The plump man directed his attention upon the superior freak.
"Vunderbar!" the Major, clearly pleased at the news "I vas hoping zhe mission vould run smoothly, vell done"
The Major seemed to be in an incredibly cheerful mood. The engineers had confirmed that the Deus Ex Machina II was capable of withstanding even the harshest of weather,
so this little extra bit of news regarding the successful slaying of an Iscariot agent was like colourful little sprinkles upon a towering hot fudge sundae.
The Major looked over at Hadrian "vhy ve are heading to our new base of course" he answered, grinning widely as he gave a nod as Fritz entered the room.
"Ist zhere something wrong?" he asked politely, hearing the soldier's groan.

William smiled, and stood proudly knowing he had made his Fuhrer even move happier than before with his report. Then he looked over at Hoss who asked why they were here. William went back to a serious facial expression as he looked back outside. He had heard something about there once being a base being built here back during the war, along with many other unfinished projects the late Fuhrer had failed to complete on time. Then came in a new face. Well new to the room. Fritz, the man made for the deserts. Yet now Millennium was in William's kind of area. Of course William still hated the cold but he was ment for this kind of area. After all it was the one thing he was trained to face, and years in this type of whether had made him a favoured piece to play in winter combat. As well as William's Platoon. William then turned to the Major. "Herr Major, may I be as so bold to take my platoon and meet up with Captain Hans, and help do a quick sweep of the area? Or is there something else you have in mind for me Herr Major?" William asked as he stood at attention. William's heavy black greatcoat was for this whether and so was his steel helmet.

Hadrian rolled his sky-blue eyes. The major had utterly missed the irony...and mocking nature of his statement. How, in the frozen over Hell, they were going to stage an offensive from the furthest location from anything, he sure as Hell didn't know. It would certainly be a logistical nightmare to support any troops. Shaking his head, he raised a pale eyebrow at the restless FREAK. Yes, he would enjoy that steel helmet in the insatiable cold. It may block out the roaring wind, but once it absorbed the chill...his head would never be warm. But he was a FREAK. He'd survive. Sadly. Hadrian would prefer the unnatural bugger just wander into the great white and die, but that would never happen.

His eyes slid to the soldier in desert gear, and he grinned darkly. That one would enjoy the cold. Oh yes. It was too bad Hadrian would not likely be around to see the fellow's discomfort. Having exhausted anyone of interest to him, he stares back in boredom at their Furhur de facto. Perhaps he could get an assignment more...intriguing than hanging about this frozen base if he pretended to show in interest in the good man's words.

Fritz quickly composed himself and his discomfort showed no more through his scarf-goggles.
Nothing, herr kommandant... Thank you for your concern...

Fritz went off to a corner of the room, waving about his Solothurn rifle at a quartermaster, demanding 20mm rounds for his oversized rifle. He managed to nick the necessary 20 rounds from supplies destined for the FLAK guns, and returned to the main area.

Shivering, his head clad in a Tropical Herman-Meyer cap looked around the room.
There were a few officers here and there, and there was the air that something was up. He decided to stay and see what would happen before he would inevitably go off to get his much-needed coat...

The rumble of the engines eased slightly as the Zeppelin began to descend upon the frozen surface.
Rip could not remember the last time she had felt snow. Thoughts about making a snowman or a fortress ran through her mind as she eagerly waited at the exit to explore their new base.
Yet the minute the aircraft's heavy doors opened, hot on the heels of those thoughts came a 'maybe not'.
Rather than having the fun atmosphere that snow seemed to have on television and in movies it instead resembled more of an icy wasteland, the freezing equivalent of a barren desert.
With her body starting to lose all sense of feeling after only a minute or two of observing their new home, Rip stepped away from the open doors and hurried towards the Major.
"Herr Major" she began, her breath now a visible wisp "of all places, vhy here?"

The Major chuckled as he rose from his chair "zhis base vas built quite some time ago, years before Vorld Var two in fact" the Major began
"zhere vere experiments on aircrafts to see how zhey vould handle zhe conditions but unfortunately, zhere vas little success" he continued as he pulled on a thick, ivory coat.
"But now ve finally have zhe technology to cope! Vith Hellsing und Iscariot vatching us like hawks, I figured it vould be best to move somevhere zhey vould never zhink to search"
Rip followed the Major as he headed towards the doors where a large truck waited outside.
"Zhe Captain hast been here zhe whole time?" Rip asked, instantly recognizing the werewolf in the front seat.
The Major nodded "I expect he und zhe other vill be very pleased to see ve haf arrived vith many supplies" he said cheerfully
"I vant zhe soldiers to zhink of this place as if it vhere any other base......und zhere just happens to be snow around it"
The Huntress nodded in agreement, after all, Millenium had encountered many harsh conditions over the decades so she doubted this would differ too much.
"Guten tag Captain Hans" the Major said, smiling widely as squeezed into the front seat beside the werewolf and Rip hopped in the back.

Major and Rip ------> (ice landing strip outskirts)

William stayed quiet the whole time the Major spoke, making sure not to say anything out of turn, or even to question anything on what the whole reason behind staying here was. Once the Major was done speaking William turned to look out of the window, and looked around the area. He then closed his eyes and took in a deep breath before turning to face the Major. "Herr Major I'll gather my Platoon and have them ready for your orders." William told the Major as he stood at attention. Then with that William saluted and turned around and headed towards the exit taking his two 2nd lt's wth him as he walked out of the war room and into the halls.

As the door closed behind him he bit his lip, and closed his eyes in thought as he continued to walk down the hallway. "Alright gather the platoon have them all meet and be ready to escort the Major out of the Deus Ex Machina." William ordered his the two. They didn't need to say anything to him so once they reached the two turns the two went down one hall while William went down the other, and with that William and his two subordinents were gone.

Exit--->The hallways

Still seething, the scientist pushed open the doors and his eyes instantly scanned the Command room for the Major.
To his surprise, the Major seemed to be absent from his seat.
"He ist heading to zhe base" came Zorin's voice as she approached him, swinging her scythe effortlessly over her shoulders. "He seems rather excited vith zhis vinter vonderland of his" she added.
"Ja" Dok replied as they both exited the Zeppelin and out into the freezing cold "he hast alvays had a fondness for snow"
Noticing more and more soldiers leaving the the aircraft, Dok jabbed a thumb in the direction of an unoccupied truck
"do you know how to drive one of zhose?" he asked and the vampire replied with a nod.
Zorin eased her weapon in before climbing into the front seat and allowing the engine to warm up as Dok
slid into the seat beside her, hastily wiping the frost forming on his lenses.
"Ve should be able to catch up vith zhe Major, I doubt he ist too far ahead" Dok said, sliding his glasses back up his nose
"he hasn't seen zhis much snow in over a decade, so he probably vould haf stopped to build a fortress or something" he added.
"I vould not be surprised if zhat vere true" Zorin replied, the two of them both amused at the mental images in their minds.

-------> Millennium City Threshold (the ice cave)

Fritz was now arguing with a quartermaster, pleading him to give up warmer clothing.
After a while the quartermaster relented and surrendered the goods, with a relieved Fritz hastily donning the warmer gear.

Fritz scurried off, in possession of warmer gear, and into the "winter wnderland"....
==>?

Enter From: Heinrichs' Quarters
Entering on: Second Floor.

Heinrich entered the control room in no rush, just looking at all the scurrying operators. He walked to the farthest end of the room, past the Majors Chair, which he surprisingly wasn't sitting in at the time, and looked up at the electronic map that was tracking alot of things. 2 things in particular caught his attention. The first was Stuka leaving Millennium City in the south pole. The plane was currently registered to Doktor Ed. Zhat bastard stole anozher plane. The second left him in an almost horrific state. He saw missiles leaving Scotland. Some were heading to Washington D.C., others for Rome. However, a group of them detached and headed straight for London. He looked over to London and saw 3 Millennium transponders. One was Ed who was apparently landing their, Nurse Adler, and Hauptfeldwebel Morphine. He made a quick 180 degree turn and ran out of the control room, heading for the hangar bay.

The doktor fully excited about the war coming he shouted through to all the troops he meet "GET TO THE VAR ROOM NOW!"some men just fallowed others asked why but he just grabbed them and told them to fallow.He was leading most of the Machina's crew to the war room to listen to herr majors speech he was in uncountable giggles and shouting KRIGEthe men thought he went fully insane but no he was just getting ready for the new war.One troop slapped him and said "CALM DOWN HERR ED YOU CRAZY BASTARD!"when he was slapped the Doktor grabbed the troop and broke both his arm shouting "I WILL FIX THAT LATER BUT FIRST....KRIGEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE WE NEED KRIGEEEEEEEEEE!"when he entered he slipped on the ground and fell but stood back up and got in position as the troops lined up with him as they waited for Herr major.

Herr Major had finally returned again from his long slumber. He found himself dosed off in his cabin after the long and arduous march of battle that went on long after he had went to sleep. With pomp and circumstance, he made his way toward the main War Room to rally his soldiers and bring terror to all of his enemies. Just walking down the halls toward his favorite room of the blimp left him feeling a nostalgia like no other. Their gleaming freshly cleaned walls and floors were a testament to the regiment of war, a regiment long forgotten by their enemies from their long slumber. Lights glared off of his coke bottle lenses as he made his way into the Hall toward the machine which would summon them all. To the left of the main speech podium sat a large broadcast speaker which would carry his will to all of his soldiers. Drawing in a deep breath, he spoke into the speaker the oratory for which he was famous. Speakers all throughout the Machina blared a loud earsplitting feedback before he finally managed to correct it.

"Friends und zoldiers, it is finally time for anozzer great return. I ask you all to join me in ze great Var Room so zhat I might share a revelation vith you. A dream zhat I have had in my long slumber. A dream zhat requires ze finest zoldiers of ze Third Reich. A dream about our beloved var!"

Enter From: Hangar Bay

Heinrich walked into the room with an air of authority, although minimalized by the presence of Herr Major and other leading members of Millennium. He weaved through the growing crowds of soldiers. He was never one for a direct confrontation with the Major so he moved quickly, and silently to his usual spot. A shadowed section of the top left wall. As he slipped into the shadows he turned around and leaned against the wall. He was now looking out on the hundreds of soldiers at Millenniums disposal. He could see Ed was rallying others into the group and then tripped. Heinrich laughed a little to himself. He lowered his head a bit, shut his eye's with a smirk on his face, and waited for Herr Major's speech to begin. He was currently wearing his trenchcoat, facecloth pulled up, his jack boots, pants, and gloves. His sunglasses he had left behind in his cabin for once.

Nathan entered zhe command room vith zhe 2 guards clicking zheir heels and saluting at zhe door. zhe monster inside him became extactic as the tempers of var begin to burn once again.

So many freaks, all hungary for blood, little do they know just how expendable we really are to the major. He thought to himself.

He filed in with his squad on the opposite side of the room has Herr Kumpfstoffen who has dressed in field drab, rather odd, there were no orders given, infact Nathan was in his Dress Fatigues. Nathan meerly folded his hands and stood ad'ease with his men facing Herr Major.

Enter From: Dok's Laboratory

Schrodinger appeared in the war room and walked out of the shadows. Now zhis ist interesting. Vhat a large crowd. He walked over to the Majors chair and sat down, leaning against it while the Major stood at the podium. "Velcome back Herr Major."

Doktor Ed saluted the major as the rest of the troops did in one voice shouted "SEIG HEIL!"As they finished Ed's entire life flashed before him showing the battle of france,the rise of the reich,the fall of the reich and the rise of millennium.He snapped out of it and shouted "FOR THE REICH,FOR THE KAIZER,FOR THE EMPIRE UND FATHERLAND! ONE FOR THE KAIZER,TWO FOR THE REICH UND 3 FOR THE FATHERLAND! "as he finished he saluted as best as he could hoping to make himself proud for the Reich,Kaizer,Fatherland once again from its defeat in WW2 against das England, amerika und Russland.As he thought about it he became filled with excitement so much so he was stomping his boots against the hard ground of the Machina's war room trying to get the troops into a frenzy for Major's speech to them all.

The Huntress followed as Dok lead the way towards the Command Room. Surprised to find the room already packed with soldiers, Rip's curiosity continued to increase as she wondered what this assembly was about. It appeared the Major had already begun his speech, so rather than risk causing a disturbance, Dok and the two lieutenants chose to keep their distance.

enter from the hanger ----->

Morphine ran into the room, panting slightly with a completely psychopathic smirk across his face, stopping beside Rip van Winkle and the Doktor. A few of his fellow soldiers turned and looked at him. His expression was enough to disturb his comrades around him. He stood straight, staring at the major with his crazed, blood thirsty expression, seeming actually almost more blood thirsty then the FREAK soldiers under the majors control. The madman on the leash had finally arrived. Morphine saluted the major and waited. Only a handful of people could keep Morphine's insanity in check. Herr major, the Doktor, Captain Hans Gunsche and Rip Van Winkle...

Technically Enter From: Hangar Bay (Greta, not Heinrich)

Heinrich didn't even have to look up and open his eyes to know that Greta's chip was flying through the room. He raised his hand, and not long after he did, the chip impacted on his palm, quickly closing his fingers around it to make sure it didn't fall. He lowered his hand in front of himself, and opened his eye's. He watched as the wing slips locked back into place on the sides. He then stuffed it back into his pocket. He glanced around the room and notticed all the new arrivals. He spotted Frau Adler in a nice new, clean uniform. Zhe Frauline looks very nice today. He looked back out over the crowd. Nathan had filed in with his squad. While Heinrich was proud of Die Todlich Schatten, he very rarely stood with them in the crowd, hence his position in the shadows to Herr Major's right, looking out at the crowd, not at Herr Major. He watched the door. Herr Morphine managed to lose zhe race to a little chip. I'm zhocked. He tilted his head back down, grinned to himself, and shut his eye's again. Waiting for the Major's speech to begin.

OOC: Sorry Morphine, was working on my post when you made yours. We'll just say this one is before you entered the room.

Eddy looked at his pager as it said the "Wheel is ready" He then sneaked out from the crowd and left.


>>>>>>Hanger

OOC: Okay. I gave everyone enough time to get ready and even took enough time myself to do this right so here we go.
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As all of the soldiers assembled into the main hall, the small amount of commotion stopped as the Major raised his hand high to halt them. Taking a small moment to breathe, the pudgy white clothed leader looked down at some of his sloppily scribbled notes. On the side of the page seemed to be a rather hastily drawn picture of a tank blasting an enemy to pieces. At the top of the page sat the magnificent Swastika which carried with the fury of the Third Reich. Adjusting his glasses, he went into his speech with a light and cordial manner raising both hands high into the air. "My friends. As I mentioned, I had za revelation. I found myself dreaming of ze American Var Machine and remembering ze zounds vhich their cannons make across enemy lines. Ze destruction zhat zhey cause as they use their propaganda, their lies, to fuel zheir var. I remember zheir crimes against our people und vhat zey have done. Zheir bombs und weapons sent us screaming into our bunkers, zheir machine gun fire ripping our zoldiers to pieces. Zheir means for intolerance beyond anyzhing man's history has ever known. Friends, my revelation involves crushing the Americans beneath our footsteps and using them to fuel our beloved war. Our tanks shmall blast zhem to smithereens, our zoldiers shall stab zhem vith bayonets and feed on zheir children, zheir defenses falling like flies to a lamp. Ze sight as zhey run screaming from a well placed grenade vill be ze zound like zhat of a beating var drum, zheir ears being pierced in agony as our planes fly overhead. Zoldiers, our var vill take us across ze seas. Friends, our var shall be felt by every nation. Let no country stop us from our beloved var. Und let nuzzing scavenge our means to make our entrance on zis earth!" The Major paused for added effect and let his soldiers respond before he continued.
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OOC: Since me controlling the soldier NPCs would be oddly self sufficient, show me some of your Nazi pride gentlemen.

Nathan grew a grin upon his face as herr major declared war on America. Zhose bastards are zhe reason Germany got into zhis mess in zhe first place he thought to himself, surely this a was justifiable deed Nathan could live with. The target would most likely be philadelphia, the illuminati. I vonder if Herr Major will call in zhe Panzer division for zhis one. He thought to himself again. Nathan and his men stood in the corner and awaited further orders.

Leto was a little too late for the Major's heavily-accented drolling, but had guessed beforehand the nature of the speech: Blah, blah, war; blah, blah, destroy;, blah, blah, I love dying; good luck, etc.
He almost felt relieved when he saw the excitable looks on his comrades' faces; they were mesmerised, so Leto would've been bored out of his mind.

Hands folded into his pockets, the gothic-looking boy slipped in and stood close to the back, trusting that his new...aquintance...would follow. He kept his eyes lowered and his legs mostly straight, for he knew how his superiors hated non-uniformity.
I wonder who we'll be fighting next..? As long as it's not each-other, it should be fine.

Carmina followed the vampire and entered the room only a moment later.
She closed the huge steal door carefully and silently and decided to stand still at Leto’s side. She wasn’t really sad or felt any kind of regret that she already missed a bit of the speech but she knew that she would if one of her superiors would have noticed her absence.
Bloody, pathetic bunch of ignorant, good for nothing creatures…!!

‘One day…one day I will have sent them ALL TO HELL…!!!’ she thought, crossing her arms behind her back.

However…war –and that was just EVERYTHING Millenium was about and the reason why Mina had joined them- gave legitimate reasons to kill people to everyone wanting to in any way he or she could imagine.
That again was what the young darkhaired misanthrope called ‘having fun’.

Heinrich listened to the great speech. His eye's still shut, head tilted down, and leaning against the wall in the shadows to Herr Majors right. He was very pleased. He did have one concern. Why America? During the speech, Heinrich had noticed Ed checking something before leaving. Heinrich always carries around a miniature computer so he can speak to Greta when needed. Before Ed had left, Heinrich had slipped Greta's chip into the computer, and asked her to put a tracking bug into his communicator and any other devices that Heinrich knew of. She complied. The computer was streaming chatter in text form so that no one else in the room would know. As the speech ended, Heinrich slipped the computer back into his pocket. He pushed himself off of the wall and faced the direction of Herr Major. He tilted his head up, and his eye's snapped open. Glowing a bright crimson red in the shadows. They were the only thing visible of him. He walked casually with his arms in his pocket towards the ramp that led up to the podium and Herr Majors chair. The shadows rolling off of him as he walked. He stopped at the bottom of the ramp. There was still cheering going on. But, amongst the cheering, Heinrich could hear a few murmurs. "Who is that guy?" "I think I know him. That uniform. Thats Heinrich Kumpfstoffen." "What?!" "Yah, he's the head of a Black Ops team. Although I heard that they havn't had much to do lately." "I didn't even know he was in the room!" Heinrich couldn't help, but smirk to himself. Zo mein reputation proceeds me. He looked directly at Herr Major and saluted. "I agree! I vill go vhere needed mein Major!" His position was directly opposite that of Frau Adlers. With Herr Major smack dab in the middle. He lowered his arm to his side and slid his hands back into his pockets. He had a devilish grin on his face. Eye's still glowing a bright crimson red, and his fangs showing themselves.

OOC: Apologies for the long wait. Just had to get a little time to myself.
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"Very well zhen Gentlemen. Zhis is an order from your Commander. You are to bring our enemies back to War. You are to make zhem tremble. Make zhem scream in agony. Bring hell und break zheir spirit with ze clenched fist of our German pride. Gentlemen, you are dismissed." The Major handed a dossier to Rip Van Winkle and smiled as the soldiers made their way out. "First Lieutenant. As a harbinger of death, it falls upon you to lead our zoldiers onto ze battlefield. Let Samael scream in defiance as our bayonets stab through zheir bloated corpses." On the dossier contained information about another American cruiser named the Eagle II which was floating just outside of England's Harbor. Inside were a few pictures of the hull structure as well as satellite pictures of the carrier and their target, Washington D.C. After giving her the folder, he turned toward Schrodinger, "Warrant Officer, Schrodinger. Please zend some of our zoldiers to keep an eye on our good friends from Hellsing. Give zhem a warm wake up call."

Schrodinger listened to the speech. He heard Fausta pipe up on the left and notticed Heinrich make his presence known. He heard Herr Major's orders and thought about who he wanted to send. Zhis vill be a ztealth operation. I vill need to zend zhree men. He scanned the room. The majority of Heinrich's Black Ops group was not present and therefore not available for duty. He scanned the room some more. I zhink I vill take Officer Heinrich, Herr Morphine, Herr Void, and Frau Carmina. I feel like I zhould take Die Krahe as vell. He disappeared from his spot next to Herr Majors chair and reappeared next to Heinrich. "Officer Heinrich, you have been given a zpecial task by Herr Major. Report to zhe map table at vonce. I vill meet you zhere momentarily." He then disappeared and reappeared by Herr Morphine. "The Major has given you a joint order vith 4 ozhers. It ist a zpecial task. Report to zhe map table immediately." He disappeared and reappeared next to Herr Void and Frau Carmina. "You both are to report to zhe map table immediately. You have been given a zpecial task by Herr Major." After that he disappeared, still searching for Die Krahe.

Heinrich smiled as the Major finished his speech. He spoke under his breath. "Zhen var it zhall be." Not long after the end of the speech, the catboy, Schrodinger, appeared next to him. He was given his orders. Then the boy disappeared yet again. Zo I am to be sent on a zpecial task. Zhis zhould be interesting. Heinrich turned around and walked over to the map table. On it, was a complete map of the world, with key targets marked on it. He waited for Schrodinger to return.

Assembly Room ----->

As he walked into the secured intelligence center, Die Krähe couldn't help but feel a bit nostalgic. He'd only been allowed in here one time before, when he had first joined Millennium. It was here he'd first met the Major, and been accepted into his ranks. It was here his second life had started. After a moment, he'd realized he'd been standing still just staring into space. Pulling himself out of his revelry, he quickly moved to a spot near one wall and stood at attention. Reading himself to be observed and judged by all his superiors, he planned to not let them down.

The Huntress took the folder from the Major and flicked through it's contents. "Eagle II?" she questioned, her eyes scanning over the familiar words "you zhink zhey vould learn from zhe first time." Flicking strands of hair from her face and swinging her musket over her shoulder, she grinned "very vell Herr Major" she responded "vho shall I send into battle?"

Leto tilted forwards with interest, bracing himself against a chest-high iron bar. He wouldn't leave yet - not until the Major had given his orders in full.
After all, if he was given nothing to do, he'd just be back to making tea and delivering letters between the personnell. Mundane, granted, but sometimes mundaneness can be a bad thing.
I've heard of the previous engagements... Herr Major seems so confident, even in the face of certain failure. The boy considered this for a moment longer. Failure, to that man, must be success in some degree.

Schrodinger appeared next to Die Krahe not long after he disappeared. "Krahe, you are to report to zhe map table. Herr Major has a zpecial task for you." With that, Schrodinger disappeared and reappeared at the map table. Waiting for everyone to arrive.

Nathan watched Schrodinger bounce about the room making his choices. He remained in the command room until Frau Winkle mad her decisions. Anozher aircraft carrier, ve could use zhat.

It was only a matter of time, Leto thought with a sigh, barely needing to hear Schrodinger's words in order to know their meaning: Adventure. Excitement. Ugh.
Well, here I go again to get my head blown off in the name of the Nazi regime.
With a sparing glance at his accomplice, Carmina, the boy began to walk out, pausing at the door for his rather sardonic new ally to follow.
Shall we?~

>>EXIT>> Consider me gone from this topic once Carmina also makes her leaving post.

With his normal smile, he turned toward the Huntress and replied, "Ah. My good Lieutenant, I vould like you to take all of who you fell are up to ze task. I know you vill not disappoint me. I vant you to show our men a proper lesson in violence. Show our enemy vhat happens when zhey turns zheir backs on ze sea lion und remind zhem zhat our ambition has no limits." Acting as though his response was satisfactory, he began humming something that sounded mysteriously like the Brady Bunch theme song as he made his way to the map table with Schrodinger and his assigned crew and a handful of soldiers. After he finished humming his song, he said to his men, "Zoldiers. Ze dogs of zat little fraulein have been nuzzing but a thorn in my side. It is time to give zhem a wake up call zhey vill not soon forget. Your main objective is to attack zhat little frauleiin and take away zhat vhich she treasures most. I suppose I have to be honest vith you zhat I do not expect most of you to make it back. In fact, most of you go specifically to your own deaths but know zhat you are fightiing for ze greatest cause of all. You fight in ze name of ze Third Reich. You are ze defiant voice zhat rings out across badlands and makes our enemies cower like children. Go und attack zhem und remind zhem of vhat it fells like to live in fear." With another wave of his hand, he dismissed them and sat down to a plate of polish sausage and sauerkraut which had already been prepared for him.