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Author	Topic: Talon Intelligence Squadron: Not Always As They Seem (Book One) - COMPLETED: 05 MAY 2008
Fel_Freak228 Registered: Nov '07	Date Posted: 3/27 1:06pm Subject: RE: Talon Intelligence Squadron (UPDATED 03/27 - Locked and Loaded! Ready for War... Games, Of Cours
	Great updates, Trika! Thanks for the PMs! -----signature----- In the end, hope is something you give yourself. That is the meaning of inner strength. ~F.A.D.A FTW~ "No we can't follow rules that's against our rules!"
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JediXManSerenaKenobi Registered: Jul '07	Date Posted: 3/27 1:37pm Subject: RE: Talon Intelligence Squadron (UPDATED 03/27 - Locked and Loaded! Ready for War... Games, Of Cours
	That was awesome! I'm kinda dreading the ration bags, though, lol! Great update, Trika! - Serena -----signature----- " 'Do you believe in God?' written on the bullet/ Say 'yes' to pull the trigger / And I will pull the trigger!" Talon Intelligence Squadron Artist! Talons rule! Proud member of Wrenga Jixton's Virtual Blondies! Christian=follower of Savior Jesus Christ
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InyriForge Registered: Jan '02	Date Posted: 3/27 5:53pm Subject: RE: Talon Intelligence Squadron (UPDATED 03/27 - Locked and Loaded! Ready for War... Games, Of Cours
	no infiltration techniques had aided either of them. Even the air ducts hadn't helped I love the shout out to the old school spy techniques! Some of his squad's tricks and pranks were beginning to rival the infamous Wraith Squadron What do we blow up first? Hmm, this war games sounds like a very grown-up version of Capture the Flag. This should be great. starts popping popcorn and settles down in big comfy chair to watch Still loving this. ~Inyri -----signature----- Good things can come from Kessel. "Impossible is what Rogue Squadron does best." Yrie, Handmaiden of the Crest. 99% of the time, I'm just playin' Twin to Lucid_Lady
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Idiots Array Registered: Jan '00	Date Posted: 3/28 7:34am Subject: RE: Talon Intelligence Squadron (UPDATED 03/27 - Locked and Loaded! Ready for War... Games, Of Cours
	Who could tell what kind of rations the drill sergeant and cook had come up with... -----signature----- "I will meet you on the other side of the clouds, with a breath of hope and a shimmer of light upon my wings." -- Talon Squad Leader http://boards.theforce.net/beyond_the_saga/b10477/28126755/
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ChipC Registered: Mar '08	Date Posted: 3/28 8:52am Subject: RE: Talon Intelligence Squadron (UPDATED 03/27 - Locked and Loaded! Ready for War... Games, Of Cours
	Nice work, I like what you got going on here! -----signature----- Dough or doughnuts, there is no pie! Swing by the Porch http://www.drunkduck.com/The__Porch/index.php
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Trika_Kenobi Registered: Nov '99	Date Posted: 3/28 1:52pm Subject: RE: Talon Intelligence Squadron (UPDATED 03/27 - Locked and Loaded! Ready for War... Games, Of Cours
	Blue, thanks for stopping in! Those ration bags may be dangerous, but any day with the Talons can wind up as a life-threatening experience. Stay tuned! Felf, thanks a bunch! More to come on Monday! Serena, thanks for the kind words! Inyri, old school spying, indeed. You're not trying hard enough if you're not cheating, right? And blowing stuff up is almost like an inevitable part of any squadfic. Get ready for some war game action! Thanks for reading! IA, I am going to have to ask you to refrain from posting spoilers. The TIS live version of this book won't be ready for another year or so, and your leaking of the footage is just bad taste. ChipC, thanks for the nod on the fic. I hope you'll stick around for more! Thanks, everyone. This was a bit of a shorter post, and there will be more war game prep come Monday. These Talons are getting sneaky, but will they be able to put the "intelligence" into "Talon Intelligence Squadron?" Stay tuned! -----signature----- http://www.TalonIntelligenceSquadron.com/thenest proud oldbie master to GIRLSOLO
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Philomena Registered: Feb '08	Date Posted: 3/30 10:19am Subject: RE: Talon Intelligence Squadron (UPDATED 03/27 - Locked and Loaded! Ready for War... Games, Of Cours
	The Talons looked at their sergeant, wondering if he really was a man to begin with, and contemplating whether they wanted to make him proud in the first place. That was awesome. Keep up the great work!! Philly -----signature----- WARNING: Unsocialized homeschooler. Communicate at your own risk.
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Trika_Kenobi Registered: Nov '99	Date Posted: 3/30 3:41pm Subject: RE: Talon Intelligence Squadron (UPDATED 03/27 - Locked and Loaded! Ready for War... Games, Of Cours
	Thanks, Philomena! More to come tomorrow! We'll be rounding out some war games preparations and seeing just how much these Talons can pull together in the face of their biggest training event yet! Thank you all for reading! -----signature----- http://www.TalonIntelligenceSquadron.com/thenest proud oldbie master to GIRLSOLO
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Trika_Kenobi Registered: Nov '99	Date Posted: 3/31 11:33am Subject: RE: Talon Intelligence Squadron (UPDATED 03/31 - Lemme Guess. They're Not Going to Play Fairly, Righ - Date Edited: 11/13 8:00pm (2 edits total) Edited By: Trika_Kenobi
	Chapter Seven, continued: ********** The unit had quickly split into the proper groups, each eyeing the other suspiciously. Jaren, the given leader, grabbed the helm of Blue Group and took a quick inventory. Each team seemed to be split according to strengths and positions, and he was quite sure that they would be evenly matched. Strategy would be the ultimate key to victory. "How did Red Group manage to get Captain Ski?" Quis groaned, for no particular reason other than to complain about having to participate in the war games. "And they managed to get the better sniper!" Trika exclaimed, then turned sharply to Jaren. "Oh, I'm sorry, did I say that out loud?" A wide grin split her odd-looking face. Their makeshift leader smiled wryly. "Very funny," Jaren remarked. "How come we got the lowly code-pounder and not the real hacker?" Trika looked offended for just a moment. "Believe me when I say that you'll be praising me by the time we win these war games. You'll want the lowly code-pounder in this scenario." The strange-looking woman interlocked her fingers and stretched her arms outward, then wiggled the dexterous digits as if typing. "And I must add I do my job quite well." "All right, all right," Kendrick interrupted the banter. "What's the plan for the meantime? We've got four hours until we're to meet at the Hawk." Jaren addressed the group. "Get any gear you might need for an extended stay outdoors. Meet at the Hawk in three hours to discuss strategy." He shifted closer to his team, who took the hint and moved closer as well. "One last thing." He lowered his voice. "Mekial, see if you can plant some sort of listening or tracking devices on the other team's gear. Get to the supply rooms before they do and give them a few surprises." Mekial nodded and gave the group one of her trademark evil grins. "The rest of you should check your own things for the same tricks," Jaren instructed cautiously. "Dismissed." He watched his group scramble to their respective rooms to prepare and did the same, using caution to make sure he was not being watched. He gathered his standard field equipment, which consisted of his camo outfit and tactical vest, a small kit of camo face paint, camo netting, glow rods, rope, a multi-tool, rifle scopes of different magnifications, and a survival knife. He loaded all of his gear into the pockets of his tactical vest and his backpack, picked up his weapon, and headed for the ship. He had some other materials to pick up from the hangar, and he wanted to get far away from the other team and the possibility of being watched. When he next saw Mekial, the team's espionage expert, he would get her to help him locate any bugs the other team might have placed in his gear. He was ready for anything. ********** Rubi scowled as she listened to Captain Ski detail how to prepare properly. The teams were split evenly, but she was a little upset that Quis had been placed in the other group. The engineer had something clever up her sleeve and Rubi knew it. And she had been split from Mekial! The more she thought about the setup, the more she wanted to scream. She wondered for a moment if the other team would play fairly. Probably not. So she wouldn't, either. Rubi took five small devices out of her pocket and began to fidget. No, she was not going to play fairly at all. ******** At Jaren's order, Mekial moved into "enemy territory" and retrieved several of their ration bags from Sergeant Bullwinkle's supply room. She planted several listening devices within the lining that were virtually untraceable with any technology Red Group would have. Now she just had to hope that they didn’t end up eating their packs like Sergeant Bullwinkle had taught them. She wasn't quite sure what would happen then. Utilizing every ounce of her spy training, Mekial sneakily slipped past Red Group's discussion in the hallway and made her way back to Jaren. The sniper was on the hangar roof preparing his rifle, as everything was being modified to compensate for the practice arena. The last thing the Talons needed was someone getting sniped by accident, and all weapons would be inspected for proper stain-mounting before take-off. "How did it go?" he asked quietly, not bothering to look up or draw unwanted attention to their conversation. "Perfectly." Mekial was messing with a transmitter and receiver in her ear. A broad grin began to make its way across her face. "You won’t believe some of the stuff coming through this thing." ******** Telia Aris prepared for "war." She had been trained well by Jaren Kai, and she knew exactly what kind of tactics he would be using with his group. She would be sure to use that to her team's advantage. She had almost finished packing, knowing that Jaren had probably prepared the exact same items. This, however, was her time to prove that she could make it on her own. A knock on the door caused her to look up. She stood quickly and saluted, and the salute was returned from Captain Kevin Ski. "What can I help you with, sir?" "I just wanted to make sure you were comfortable with being Red Group’s sniper," he said, not making a move to enter the room. He was apparently making this a quick visit. "I know that things might be a little hectic right now, but I feel confident that you can handle the situation." "Thank you, sir," Telia answered. "I won't let you down." "Good," he said, turning to leave. "I didn't think you would." Telia couldn't analyze the conversation very well with so many distractions in her head. As Ski left her room, though, she understood that it was finally time to show her commanding officer and Jaren exactly what she was capable of. ********** After the posting of the long-awaited list and Lieutenant Kai's briefing, Kendrick returned to his quarters. Without preamble, he pulled a shoulder bag out of his closet and started sorting through the things he would need, throwing the majority of them into his pack. The necessities were obvious: camo clothing, a small med-kit, and electro-binoculars. Ken came to a small pouch at the very back of the closet. He smiled before throwing that in with the other equipment. The contents of the pouch would serve as a small present in case his temporary "enemies" got too close. Kendrick had risked five paychecks in a Sabacc game with the boys from the 212 to acquire that little bag of surprises. He looked about the room, wondering if he'd forgotten anything. Letting his gaze wander upward, Ken spotted a little bump protruding from the north wall. "Nice try," he smiled, removing his blaster pistol from its home near his hip. Turning it around, he gently ground the butt of the gun onto the bump. There was a satisfying crunch as the listening device was crushed under the pressure. "Had a chance to plant bugs already?" he asked his empty room aloud. "This will be an interesting little exercise." Not willing to take any more chances, he deactivated the lights. It was only after the soothing blackness surrounded him that he added the last few items to his pack and pockets. He zipped up his bag and slung it over his shoulder, then paused to slide his vibro-knife into its customary spot in his boot before he continued into the hall, sealing the door behind him. Ken was supposed to meet the rest of his group at the ship in one standard hour, but he thought he would do a little reconnaissance work first. Maybe he would sneak out some decent rations behind Bullwinkle's back. He would probably need the practice. ********** Jane Muir slung her pack over her shoulder and gave her room one last look. She had practically cleared the place out for the war games, and although she could well hide her emotions, she could barely contain the slight smile at her own bag of tricks. She had something extra in mind for her enemies. No one would see it coming. She turned out the light and locked her door, slipping down the hallway and heading toward the lifts. Her destination was the sixth floor and then the roof's hangar, then the Eagle, and then war. As she stepped onto the lifts and punched in the correct security sequence, she couldn't help but smile at the last part. War was truly one thing that Jane would thoroughly enjoy. ********** Danya looked at herself in her room’s mirror and grinned. She couldn't be more wired unless a bomb was strapped to her torso. She banished that thought quickly. She was already nervous enough and didn’t need any distractions from what needed to be done. Taking the last bit of electronic equipment from her desk, Danya arranged her packs to their most comfortable position and gave herself one more look-over. Every bit of programming, networking, hacking, slicing, and data transfer protocol she had ever learned would be needed for this exercise, and she was more than confident in her abilities and her hardware. With a muttered curse at the Chinaési woman's name, Danya wondered what Trika would have under her belt. Probably much of the same. How would they compare in the end? "Just do your job," a voice from behind interrupted her thoughts. Jumping around and reaching for a weapon that was not there, Danya halted and saw that Captain Ski stood at her door. A little embarrassed at her actions and perhaps at her transparency, she smiled kindly and then remembered to salute. Captain Ski swatted the salute away. "I didn't come here to receive respect," he told her, then shifted his weight toward the frame of her door. "Are you all right with this setup?" How ironic that he called it a setup, she thought. She would have actually liked that psycho Milan on her team, but all in all, she supposed everything was fine. "Yes, sir," she turned back around and fiddled with a strap over her shoulder. "I'm ready to prove myself, sir." "I'm confident you'll pull off whatever is necessary," Ski commented, noticing her nervousness fluctuate with each different word or tone he spoke. "You've practiced for something like this for a very long time." Maybe getting along with him wouldn't be as impossible as she had first thought. But she merely nodded. She understood everything he had said, but keeping her own emotions in tow would not let him in on any weaknesses she might have. "I'm ready, sir," she said, and straightening to full height, all of 1.6 meters, she proved it. ********** "Hey, stop looking so glum," Ty said, giving his partner a genuine smile. "This should be really fun." Rinin stood at Ty's door, waiting patiently for his partner to pack so that they could meet their team at the Hawk. "I'm not glum," the Twi'lek corrected lightly. "My sanity levels can only take so much, though." Ty stood up from packing near his bunk. He took a good look at his three bags and then at Rinin, who still stood patiently at the door. "What are you talking about?" Talon Fifteen leaned on the frame and smacked his head hard against the durasteel. "We're not going for a month-long vacation," he frowned, gesturing with his eyes at the massive cargo Ty would be carrying. "I've got some important stuff in there," the man protested and, to prove it, opened up the first bag to show the Twi'lek a load of camo paint and clothing. Rinin dropped his bags and made his way toward Ty's bunk. Before Ty could stop him, he unzipped the last bag to reveal its contents. As the mangled mass of clothes, equipment, and - bottles? - began to pour from the bag, Rinin could not hide his surprised expression. "You packed your own brew?" he said a little more loudly than Ty would have liked. "Keep it down," Ty hissed, suddenly wishing his door was closed. "You want Bullwinkle to catch me with this?" Rinin shook his head. Ty smiled, beginning to pick up the bottles and jugs from the floor. "I knew you would agree with me once you caught the big idea." ********** Milan ignored another demanding knock on his door, along with the voice that followed. "I'll be there in a second," he growled back, not entirely sure he wanted to see his teammate when he opened his door. Flinging the last bit of prepping material into his bag, Milan carefully tucked away the last of his weapons on his belt and person and grabbed his stuff to leave. Just then, the door opened with a whoosh, slightly shocking him. He frowned at the odd-looking female standing in the corridor. "Now, what if I had been changing?" he calmly asked her. Trika leaned against his doorframe and unplugged the two port devices she had used to slice his door. "Oh, that wouldn't have been good," she began with a devilish smirk. "I would have seen all of that blubber and flab underneath your uniform and would have had to take a recording for all the squad to see." Much to her relief, the big Kiffar actually broke forth with a grin. To be honest, the man probably had no fat on his body at all. Milan was about as muscular as the best-trained athletes in the galaxy. And to add to his imposing figure, he now wore a weapons rack on his belt. Like he wasn't scary enough. Trika shook her head in mock-disapproval. "Is all of that really necessary?" Milan looked down at his array of knives and ammunition, then looked back at the smirking Trika. Playfully grabbing her by the throat and moving her out of his room, he turned very serious. "You never know when I might have to keep you in check or shut you up." He dropped her against the opposite wall so that he could close his own door and lock it... whatever good it would do against the likes of Trika or anyone else with slicing abilities. Somehow, he knew that everything he did would come back to get him eventually. -----signature----- http://www.TalonIntelligenceSquadron.com/thenest proud oldbie master to GIRLSOLO
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silverfighter Registered: Apr '07	Date Posted: 3/31 12:15pm Subject: RE: Talon Intelligence Squadron (UPDATED 03/31 - Lemme Guess. They're Not Going to Play Fairly, Righ
	I really want to play a war game like this now. It sounds like a lot of fun! "You packed your own brew?" he said a little more loudly than Ty would have liked. "Keep it down," Ty hissed, suddenly wishing his door was closed. "You want Bullwinkle to catch me with this?" LOL, I wonder what Bullwinkle would do if he caught him. Or if anyone caught him. -----signature----- My Dear McClellan: If you are not using the army, I should like to borrow it for a short while. Yours respectfully, Abraham Lincoln Completely failed at NaNoWriMo.
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Fel_Freak228 Registered: Nov '07	Date Posted: 3/31 1:04pm Subject: RE: Talon Intelligence Squadron (UPDATED 03/31 - Lemme Guess. They're Not Going to Play Fairly, Righ
	Oh man I can't wait for the next post. It's gonna be great! -----signature----- In the end, hope is something you give yourself. That is the meaning of inner strength. ~F.A.D.A FTW~ "No we can't follow rules that's against our rules!"
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Trika_Kenobi Registered: Nov '99	Date Posted: 3/31 7:12pm Subject: RE: Talon Intelligence Squadron (UPDATED 03/31 - Lemme Guess. They're Not Going to Play Fairly, Righ
	silverfighter, thanks for stopping in! The war games, despite the tricks, sound exciting. The next couple of chapters deliver, too, so everyone needs to buckle his or her seatbelt. Felf, thanks for reading! Buckle your seatbelt, too! This thing's getting ready to take off! -----signature----- http://www.TalonIntelligenceSquadron.com/thenest proud oldbie master to GIRLSOLO
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Kevin_Sabersmith Registered: Dec '07	Date Posted: 4/1 4:50pm Subject: RE: Talon Intelligence Squadron (UPDATED 03/31 - Lemme Guess. They're Not Going to Play Fairly, Righ
	Nice, I am very impressed! Mekial nodded and gave the group one of her trademark evil grins. I have one of those too... -----signature----- Kevin Straw, Lightsaber Creations . The Force is like Duct tape. It has a Dark Side, a Light Side, and it binds the universe together
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Trika_Kenobi Registered: Nov '99	Date Posted: 4/1 6:37pm Subject: RE: Talon Intelligence Squadron (UPDATED 03/31 - Lemme Guess. They're Not Going to Play Fairly, Righ
	Hey, Kevin... nice to see you in here! I hope you'll stick around for more antics. Expect an update on Thursday. Thanks again for reading! -----signature----- http://www.TalonIntelligenceSquadron.com/thenest proud oldbie master to GIRLSOLO
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LadyLunas Registered: Aug '05	Date Posted: 4/2 11:01am Subject: RE: Talon Intelligence Squadron (UPDATED 03/31 - Lemme Guess. They're Not Going to Play Fairly, Righ
	I sense much chaos ahead. Past two posts have been lovely. Looking forward to more! -----signature----- Darth Real Life hates me. Therefore, I battle him constantly. On hiatus from fanfic. See profile for fics. Padawan of SakuraTsukikage. NaNoWriMo 2008 winner!
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