Guerrillas in the Mist (Ch. 6 Interlude)   Posted by Cap'n Rae.Group: archive 0
Cap'n Rae
 GM, 419 posts
 Long-time T2K Fan
 First-time GM
Sun 25 Nov 2007
at 20:25
Guerrillas in the Mist

Thursday, October 5th, 2000
Woods, approx. 20km East-Northeast of Szczucin, Poland
40 F
Scattered Clouds; low ground fog

Somewhere in your crude but well camoflaged bivuoac, looking like something Robinson Carusoe may have once inhabited, your long-dormant radio crackles to life. In fact, it's been weeks since you've been contacted by the outside world, and you only switch it on at the appointed hours out of a dogged- and, you've been thinking lately, perhaps misplaced- sense of duty.

The transmission is encrypted, using a new iteration of the same rotating system you've come to expect. The caller checks out, employing all of the proper call-signs and recognition phrases. The caller is unfamiliar but one of last transmissions fortold his call-sign. It is all very unexpected, but appears legitimate. After acknowledging receipt, you decode the following message,

Buddha; Pitchfork

Priority Delta Lima four-four-nine

You are instructed to leave Deer Park; assess Rhubarb

We will be dropping by for Tea and Biscuits; we'll bring the Champagne


[Private to Stanislaw Switek: OOC: A bit cheesy, but the best I can muster at the moment. Pitchfork is Clarence's CIA handle. Deer Park is your wooded hideout. Rhubarb is the bridge. Tea and Biscuits is the noon hour; Champagne indicates we'll be travelling via the river.]

This message was last edited by the GM at 20:34, Sun 25 Nov 2007.