And they're about ready to dope me up for the pain again.

Details coming soon.

Natasha is at present ok. I got there just a little to late to help with the fight, Did see Bert being taken away by an Ambulance, looking very bloodied. Lyosha was also not looking real good but he was still on his feet.

Good to hear you are alive Bert. But I echo Ron's question...

Natasha?

I gleep no more pancakes for boot?~

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Sorry we're taking away his laptop til the medication wears off.
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Natasha is alive.

Not so sure about her beloved Alexei, however.

You go Bert! kepp gleeping those pancakes!

oh and dym. who is Fidel? Are we talking Fidel Castro? Yea I think the world woud thank ya for geting rid of him.

Oooh. My head.

Ok, the meds wore off and they have me on the right dosage now.

It seems someone decided to give me 4x the safe dose for my size and weight and metabolism.


I'm in a hospital room currently.

Russian TV sucks, I'm trying to get some of my books delivered to me.

So, anyway, I saw Lyosha walking into an ambush...


I went down the fire escape of my hotel and landed poorly dropping from the ladder so from the start I wasn't at 100%. I didn't break my ankle. I don't think I even sprained it. It just got wrenched a bit.

So, I hobbled a bit to the street and pulled a knife from my sleeve, snuck up behind the first assailant and slit his throat. I took the uzi from under his coat and moved on to the next guy. Same deal, only this one I pithed like a frog, destroying the brainstem.

The third turned and rammed a knife into my stomach as I approached. Fortunately he didn't give an alarm, I broke his neck and pulled the knife out of my gut and slapped a bandage on it. I was getting moving again when I heard the repeat of gunfire from behind me. The bullet pierced my left leg and I went down...

Ah..guns. Gotta love 'em.

Uzis? Russians leaving Israel to return to Russia and becoming hit men? Inconceivable!

Tell us, Bert, do you know what happened to Alexei?

I am sure Natasha is dying to know

Like this.

If you're talking Del Caine don't bother. I don't want him involved with The Russians at all.

Alright. You're a good friend Ben.

Is that a good thing or a bad thing?

Go figure, so they do not know who to blame. So for right now its one big game of pass the buck.

Ah, my favorite political game.

So, I had just taken a round to the leg through my armor.

That told me one of a few possible things were true:

My luck had run out.

Their luck was impeccable.

This wasn't a trap set only for Lyosha, and these guys were out to get me too.


When a second round pierced the armor protecting the same leg I figured it was option 3.

They were counting on my seeing the ambush and intervening and sent a third wave behind the first 4 guys.

Unfortunately for them, the gunfire had drawn Lyosha's attention. Also quite unfortunately for them, I still had a few tricks up my sleeve.

Now, I didn't know if I had a compound fracture or not, all I knew was I couldn't move my leg let along stand on it. Adrenaline is good but it ain't that good. Not to me anyway.

I scattered some smoke grenades around as they reloaded, put a strap of leather between my teeth, and started crawling towards a nearby ally while dragging my leg behind me.

When I say that I was seeing stars, I mean it. I was about 3/4 of the way to the alley when they breached the smoke and I opened up with the Uzi and shredded their legs at the knees.

That left two behind me one in front of Lyosha who had turned around and was coming to my aid, and two running up behind him.

I emptied the Uzi into the back of the guy who was in front of Lyosha (only 6 rounds left) and he dropped. At this point shock was setting in and things were growing black as I changed weapons for my Colt .45. Pain went ripping through my back as the two screwed up enough courage to come through the curtain of smoke and attack me. One of them brandished a Cattle Prod, I still have burn marks on my back from where the prongs dug in. The other started stabbing the shit out of me while I was paralyzed.

As I blacked out I saw Lyosha fighting off the two men who had been waiting in ambush.

And do what? Discharge my assault rifle from my Hotel Room window? I can barely get away with that at home.

Hey now! I dispatched the first three totally silently just as I had intended!

Holister wrote:You are too damn stuburn for your own damn good Bert. Trust me ok, it isn't Del Caine. I just want to help you two out. I may have been denied, but I will be dammed if I am going to sit back and watch you be Bert.

Bert, look what happened to Whackjob when he was "denied". He went into outer space, fucking nuts, developing a very unhealthy disturbing (and slightly disgusting) fancy for the frigid barren wastelands between Celeste's legs.

Natasha fucked his world up.

She's going to do the same to you.

Whackjob may think he is helping you (but I am pretty sure he knows precisely what he is doing, and I like it) by trying to get you with her, but he is just pushing you further into the tunnel in which the train is coming from the opposite direction.

I'm not interested in your lies Dym.

You just wait til I get ahold of you.

You know he went to Russia, right? And he was not 'denied' so much as 'thrown away'.

Since Celeste couldn't smell it on him, he probably did not bleach the eye-watering stench off. You know, to help take his mind off of the fact he was jacking it to a corpse.

Now you got a whiff. No wonder you're blind.

Your new nick name is Choo Choo Trainwreck.

O_o

And I thought I was supposed to be the one on mentally debilitating pain medication.

No one ever accused you of being very smart, especially Whackjob.

Why don't you come say that to my face?