Project: Sentinel

[ophidian]

Moiraine checked the contact information and profile data that Amduat sent her. She wasn't happy about working with mercenaries, or whatever tag the command wanted to stick on them. Moiraine was never happy with anything at all. There was always something to displease her, something out of synch with her thoughts and vision.

She made her way to the main hangar bay with her escorts to see the new arrivals. She disliked working with other people, especially with people outside of her crew but she had to.

"Attention, Commodore on deck!"

"At ease Chief, where are the new arrivals?"

Chief pointed towards the end of hangar bay two,

"We have them waiting you in bay two Ma'am!"

She waved the chief to carry on.


As she came near the new arrivals, the new *visitors* of Immortal took the saluting stance and stood ready to be debriefed.

Moiraine looked all the agents in the eye, one by one, and started to explain the situation.

"You are summoned here for a GRADE-A mission. You are not to discuss this mission. This includes your superiors. You are not to leave the Immortal unless the mission dictates otherwise. You are not to communicate with the outside world without using the Enigma Security Protocol."

Enigma protocol required all agents to have their communications logged and recorded to be overseen and analyzed by the spec-ops wing. It usually put some stress on the agents, to know that whatever they say was being listened by a room full of operators and their superiors.

"I am given the task to oversee the mission and you will report to me unless stated otherwise.

Now, I don't like you. I have no reason to like you. I have no reason to trust your efficiency. You are asked to perform admirably. Try to do so and this mission may succeed."

Immortal's crew liked Moiraine Damodred. They were used to her harsh tone, her iron character. They knew that she cared for her ship and her crew. However, the agents summoned had no idea about her methods, except for her "Iron Lady" fame in the Order.

"Our mission is of great importance. We are asked to perform a certain medical procedure on a rather important figure. According to your divisions, you will be asked to perform special duties. These duties will involve security, spec-ops, medical care, post-trauma care, revival and restoration and if seen necessary, black ops. You will be dictated on your methods and certain things may be asked of you that could be seen as *unorthodox*. If you have a problem with this, you can pack your stuff and leave with the next launch shift in 20 minutes."

Moiraine awaited for them to understand what kind of a mess they were pulled into.

"Good. You will be operating under Project Sentinel. Each objective assigned to you will be sent to your personal PDA seperately and encoded. Unless seemed necessary, you will not be informed of other wings' assignments. The quartermaster will provide you with seperated rooms for the duration of your stay. The mission will take place at some other place. You will be transferred there via the Immortal and not by your own means.

Welcome aboard."

With that said, Moiraine turned around and walked out of the hangar bay without even looking back, her security following her.


Moments later, each agent's PDA started to beep with message warnings. Each message was encrypted, suggesting that they will be provided with the necessary encryption key upon their arrival to the project site.

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