USCMRPG

Date: August 25, 2181
Time: 1000
Location: Keystone Way Station, USS Delaware

Life slowly settled into one endless stream of guard duty and spending time in the R&R Mall, Keystone Stations equivalent of a night club, restaurant, and shopping mall all rolled up into one. The Marines of the Easy Eights had been “quarantinedâ€

Upon hearing the news, Jacob laughed bitterly and lit a cigarette.

"Mr. Evanovich, Colenol, myself and a...sadly dwindling number of the eights has already had to sign such a document - you want us to do it again? Wasn't once enough for our silence or" He swallowed "If you'd beg my pardon, don't you trust us?"

Jacob coolly held the gaze of each of the six people. Slowly smoking and awaiting an answer - he didn't mind having to sign again, frankly he didn't care. But he wanted to know how these people reacted when pushed or, if he made a bit more of a fuss, under pressure...Anyway, it's always fun to ruffle the brass' feathers!

Slowly a smile began to spread across his face.

Sixtus cocked his head quietly as he listened to the people talking about their need to swear to secrecy. He kept his mouth shut on his objections. If he felt that he had cause to tell someone else to keep himself alive in a desperate situation, he would. And DAMN the company.

He signed the document in front of him. He had not signed it before-hand.

"Sir," he talked to Honeysett. "It's based per situation, not over the long term. Otherwise all of our missions would be categorized as Top Secret."

Eric Roberts signed the computer, and sat back in his chair. He sighed as he heard that they were going right back into the action. He looked around the room at his friends, realizing that he had been in this squad for 9 months. Not much more then half the men from his original team were still with them, many of those missing were dead. He looked over to Honeysett as he spoke, then looked back to the brass to see how they reacted.

Dirk looked at the computer. He really didn't remember how many of these he had to sign. From boot camp to now the number was getting bigger. He lit a cigaret and inhaled the smoke. Holding it for a moment he blew it out slowly. Shakeing his head while smiling he signed the computer.

"Hay Roberts, how many of these do we have to sign anyway?"He said with a smile


"Jonsson, lets get second together and get ready. I want everything ready."

"Hang on, so is everyone in the eights fair game for discussion. We don't need new guys dieing because we can't tell them what they are about to face."

Simovic signed the waver an all to familar task. He spoke up to the woman "So Ms Glazer once we get on thi station what are we supposed to do to stop this from causing an international scene....kill everyone on board it? Also once we find these things, we're going to be able to kill them right?".

Kyle signed the computer, he was ready to get some pay back, avenge the guys who died on C-657, suddenly he remembered something.

"Colonel Endicott, what are the fates of Anne and the child we found on C-657?" he asked

Sergei Ivanovs signed the computer, even wothouth knowing really what that means

Mal signed the screen quickly, intrigued with the new development. Signing such documents was not new to him; similar procedures were commonplace in the medical profession.

However the thought of setting foot on another eerie station to battle those monstrous creatures once again sent a shiver down his spine. He had only seen the corpses and heard the stories but he could easily picture the terror of having to face a living version.

Mal wholly didn’t want to die, he understood it might happen when he joined up, but now he was here, the thought secretly terrified him. But cogs were in motion the turned far above his rank that he was powerless to control. His fate rested with the men around him.

Gently takes his time to read the documents, nodding for himself and hmms loudly and often. Dr Ian always and always read through anything he got to put his name on but after a long time he signs his name onto it and smiles. If anyone in this room seemed to be pleased it was him.

[quote=""Dirk Pitt""]"Hay Roberts, how many of these do we have to sign anyway?"He said with a smile
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Eric looked back at Dirk, rolling his eyes. "Ugh, I can think of two that we've signed together before this. Back with Hemmings, then after Zenus Vier."

[quote=""Corporal Dwayne C. Hicks""]
Eric looked back at Dirk, rolling his eyes. "Ugh, I can think of two that we've signed together before this. Back with Hemmings, then after Zenus Vier."[/quote]

Dirk laughed. "Ya, They never did find Hemmings. Did they. What do ya think he would say about the screwups now" He said finishing a cigaret

Rayne looked a at the man who told him to sign this waver
" sir all I did was set up some turrent's and did body bag job. Do I have to sign a waver for somthing I didnt see? I'm not going to tell someone about somthing i didnt see!" He said staring at the man.

Listening mostly to Dirk and Roberts, but overhearing Rayne's question, Jonsson addressed him. "I don't think they're going to be interested in who all saw what and what we did and didn't see, they just want all of us quiet, and they wont take a chance that you're dodging the gag." Leaning back against the wall, he motioned to Dirk for a cigarette.