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Isthul - 72 hours before military action

Who: All agents and enforcers going into Isthul
Where: Isthul
What: Diffuse the situation or withdraw

Both Isthul gates are now fortified basecamps, the Agents manning it more than a little nervous. The military's declaration is fresh, and while the battle was won, there are a scant 72 hours before the promised strike. Things are tense, and beyond the picket lines you can already see a massive force of Isthul troops preparing to attack your position.

[Because this situation can be handled any number of ways, instead of restricting posts to what I come up with for possible action, characters may start their own threads. Please title your thread with a description of the action you are taking.

Isthul forces CAN be contacted via radio or signal flares, although whether or not they respond is another matter entirely.]

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Kirby lunged at the swordsman, stopping briefly as he heard Phoenix's comments to him. He comes to a stop, still holding the Cutter weapon, ready for anything. "He's right! We want to help! If there's anyone who's a bad guy, it's him!"

Pointing at the president, he notices him aiming at someone. A moment later, there's a distinct sucking sound as Kirby tries to pull it into him, hoping it doesn't mess with him.

The flashbang explodes, blinding all the soldiers. When the light clears, Captain Grimms is standing impassively with his shield over his eyes. Phoenix hears the Psych-lock shatter.

"Yes. You are right. This is not what the military is for, and I will have no further part of it! STAND DOWN!" he roars.

The blinded soldiers, overpowered by the might of his command, drop to their knees.

General Mikhaylov's gun is sucked from his hands, but he remains firmly on his feet.

"Damn it Grimms, this is for our future! What do these lying CO wretches have to offer you? And don't give me that honor crap, you know they'll stab you in the back the first chance they get!"

Forming a ball of pure spiritual energy in his unwounded left hand, he launches it at Kirby.

Phoenix does what Mao asks of him. He can make out the sound and the flash even with his eyes closed. And then, a familiar sound.

He nods to Mao, then looks at Grimms. "Thanks!" he calls out, before indicating that it's probably time for them to go.

Mao is one step ahead of him. She's got a grip on his arm and practically went from lying flat on the ground directly to a dead run towards the emergency exit while everyone is confused. She speaks into her collar, where a microphone of some kind is sewn in. The two were in radio contact, after all. "Can you get out on your own, Kirby?"

Before Kirby could give his answer, General Mikhaylov's attack streaked by, barely missing the pink puffball as he ran, mouth full. The resulting explosion, however, would send him flying.

"Y-Yeah, I can!" Kirby uttered, coming to a landing nearby. "Gangway!"

Watch out, tiny puffball with a gun in his mouth coming through!

Captain Grimms follows, his sword drawn and covering your rear.

"After them!" Mikhaylov screams. "Don't let them escape alive!"

The soldiers are still reeling in confusion, a few of them are quick enough on the uptake to begin pursuit, firing silver energy shots at your group.

Phoenix, normally a fairly articulate if not sophisticated sort of guy both externally and internally, finds himself only capable of the graceful thought of as he runs with Mao. His lungs already feel half ready to burst, and yet he doesn't dare stop running, not until they get back across the border.

He knew this was a bad idea! Knew it, knew it, knew it!

Mao ducks through the door with Wright and makes her way through twisty corridors. God bless fire marshals for making sure it's easy to find the way out of all municipal buildings. "C'mon, I've got an exit strategy stashed just two blocks from here."

Kirby's right behind the two humans, running as fast as his stubby little feet can take him. Hopefully, he'll be able to escape along with them!

More soldiers have recovered and are in hot pursuit, but you've managed to gain a lead on them for now. They're still shooting, though.

Phoenix winces at every single near miss. "Just as long as we get there before we're full of holes!" he shouts, still freaked out.

They round a corner to find a large semi truck parked in an out of the way alley. Mao ran to the rear of the truck and started working the back door. She threw a car key to Wright and yelled "You're driving, I'm navigating!"

Assuming Nick can get his act together enough in the circumstances to actually get into the cab, he will find a middle aged woman bound and gagged in the front seat who works for the Weekly World Weekly. While this last sequence of events probably did nothing for his nerves, it DID explain who Mao got her press badge from.

And as Nick and Mao get into the truck, Kirby's going to do his best impersonation of a Garfield window decoration and hang on to the back of it for dear life. He'll climb up once he gets his breath, guys.

"What?! But I don't have --"

"R-right." Oh boy. It'd been years since Phoenix had even ATTEMPTED to learn to drive. He'd just never needed to get a license, and had thus eventually decided it wasn't worth the effort, especially since he didn't exactly come from a rich family. But, well, it's time to dive in head first.

"Uh... right pedal is 'go,' right?" he asks hesitantly.

Mao's voice comes over a radio in the cab "You don't- Nevermind, yes! Right is go, left is stop!"

Silver lining, Nick at least doesn't have to worry about the trailer, as whatever Mao is doing back there caused it to disconnect from the cab. It's also making ominous sounds of metal groaning under stress.

Three APCs come into view, several soldiers on top firing at the truck. While not too fast, they're fast enough and approaching quickly.

"S-sorryyyyyyy!" he yelps, before turning the key, pulling the lever, and GO GO GO -- wait, why isn't the car going? Oh, right, the "N" is neutral.

Phoenix will ponder the moral implications of carjacking, kidnapping, and impersonating a member of the press when he's NOT currently getting shot at by the followers of a militaristic jackass. The car LURCHES forward, and it's all Phoenix can do to keep the car going straight.

There MIGHT be a slight high-pitched whine as he does this.

"UWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"

And as the car's racing on, Kirby hangs on for dear life, the high-pitched whine followed by a louder shriek of terror.

[Tatakau M9 (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w1CCzrzhAZ0)]

The Trailer explodes outwards in a shower of twisted metal as a gray robot (http://images.wikia.com/fullmetalpanic/images/2/29/M9E-006.jpg) leaps out of it to grab the front two APCs by the front bumpers and start lifting them. The radio crackles, "Go on! I'll be right behind you!"

Soldiers scream in terror as the M9 begins to flip them over. The other APC furiously backs away, the soldiers firing furiously and ineffectively.

The sound of shimmering can be heard overhead as a squadron of four silver airborne mechs can be seen approaching. They are still a ways away but closing fast.

Phoenix's driving is erratic, as can be expected from a guy who has neither the training nor the inner calm to be an expert at this sort of thing. But he's doing his damned best to get to that border ASAP. If nothing else, his erratic driving means he's that much harder of a target -- though a few street fixtures suffer the consequences as a result.

Phoenix is such an optimist.

The M9 flipped the two APCs so they'd make a barrier for the third, then leapt up onto the roof of a nearby building so she could catch up with Phoenix. "Take the next right! We're taking the freeway!"

While she ran from rooftop to rooftop following the truck, the large case on her arm slave's hip exploded open to reveal an assault rifle that she grabbed. Sounded like trouble was closing in, and she wanted to be ready for it.

Finally, Kirby was able to slip into the car and watch from inside. As he did, he noticed the tied up woman in the front.

"Um... was she already here?"

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