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Post by Agent Regina on Jan 19, 2004 3:51:48 GMT -5
[OOC- As I have said on your skills you have slight puzle solving abilities and therefore yes you are doing the RIGHT thing by searching he briefcase more.]
As Alex searched the briefcase he managed to see that the bottom of the case inside was hollow; carefully and trying not to attract attention he lifted the lining of he case to find another file, it was labelled: EX-STARS Umbrella file.
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Post by Agent Regina on Jan 19, 2004 4:00:46 GMT -5
FILE = EX-STARS Umbrella file.
NAME: Vincent Scott Hanson. AGE: 25 GENDER: Male HEIGHT: 6' WEIGHT: 175 lbs. OCCUPATION: Ex-STARS officer - America BLODD TYPE: A positive NATIONALITY: American/ Native American.
EXTRA: Certified by the NRA as a sharpshooter. Advanced skills in combat, a man to be aware of; classified for project Code: Beta 10.
UMBRELLA HISTORY: Disbanded STARS team, now emplyed by Mr trent, duristiction Umbrella Red, all information to his association with Umbrella are to be kept to a minimum, slightly classified as a TARGET.
NOTES: If he proves useful in the mission to subject Dr Meyer to extreme conditions he will be recruited full time by Mr Trent, authorisation given by Umbrella Directors.
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Post by Agent Regina on Jan 19, 2004 4:04:28 GMT -5
If this information was correct,....Mr Trent does not work for Umbrella Green he is working for the American duristiction of Umbrella......meaning Director Dennis has lied to him.
Behind the last page was a note:
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Post by Agent Regina on Jan 19, 2004 4:09:23 GMT -5
NOTE:
Isabelle Meyer will be able to understand this information, and tell you more about Project Code: Beta 10.
Do not trust your Directors, but Isabelle must get to Moscow and complete her analysis, here you will both find out why Umbrella Green is not to be fully believed.
Trent.
Umbrella Red, head office co-ordinator.
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Post by Agent Regina on Jan 19, 2004 4:13:16 GMT -5
That was everything in the case.
The message from Mr Trent was written on a rather unusual piece of paper....it had the address of the hotel he will be staying at, on the top righthand corner, delicately printed into the expensive parchment.
The Windsor Thames Hotel. London.
Alex recognised it from when Dennis' secretary informed him of his routes when arriving in England. A Umbrella car will be waiting for him to escort him directly out of the airport missing all check ins and searches. He will then be driven directly to the lab, where one of Dr Meyer's meetings is about to begin. Afterwards he is to make his own way to the London hotel known as ; The Windsor Thames.
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Post by Alexander Gaidarov on Jan 20, 2004 7:47:03 GMT -5
However, before opening the secret container in his briefcase, Alex cautiously looked around to ensure that none of the others passengers can see him in his current seat, and that he isn’t watched by any security cameras.
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Post by Alexander Gaidarov on Jan 20, 2004 7:47:18 GMT -5
[OOC:] ”Regina, please post the result of my observations, i.e. whether any passengers can see me, and whether there are any security cameras are watching me. After that I will post my further actions, reactions and thoughts.” [/OOC:]
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Post by Agent Regina on Jan 22, 2004 14:28:41 GMT -5
For an Umbrella plane it was pretty low tech, there were only a few cameras which were standard issue for the pilots in the cockpit etc. None of the others were watching them, they were too busy highlighting parts of their speeches to further address and making sure they had their Umbrella files as up to date as possible, and the research tecnician infront of him was fast asleep, a strong cup of coffee half drunk placed in the cup holder beside him.
No one was paying attention to Alex, plus they all knew he was the most important person out of them all in the craft; they felt rather miniscule if they looked at what he was doing.
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Post by Alexander Gaidarov on Jan 23, 2004 6:48:25 GMT -5
" Damned camers!" though Alex a little bit angrily.
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Post by Alexander Gaidarov on Jan 23, 2004 6:48:52 GMT -5
Alex certainly didn't liked the idea of opening the secret container in the place, where he was being watched...
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Post by Alexander Gaidarov on Jan 23, 2004 6:49:16 GMT -5
"Okay." thought Alex then "Thinking rationally, it might be possible that this secret container contains some information which I must view immediately, otherwise it would be provided to me in England, where it would be easier for me to view it without any prying eyes. And with this airplane seemingly belonging to Umbrella Green, there should be no problems with opening this secret container onboard, it might even be safer then open it on the enemy territory - England. So, I think, that I better find out what is this all about as soon as possible."
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Post by Alexander Gaidarov on Jan 23, 2004 6:49:56 GMT -5
Coming to such conclusion, Alex opened the secret container, trying to attract as little attention as possible, and throughly read the files and notes inside.
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Post by Alexander Gaidarov on Jan 23, 2004 6:50:11 GMT -5
"Vot dermo! mentally cursed Alex after reading the files and notes from the secret container.
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Post by Alexander Gaidarov on Jan 23, 2004 6:50:51 GMT -5
[OOC:] "Vot dermo!" = "That is a crap!" [/OOC:]
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Post by Alexander Gaidarov on Jan 23, 2004 6:51:30 GMT -5
"Okay, let's think this goddamned situation over." thought Alex then, taking himself under the strict control once again "It looks like I have got myself right into some kind of goddamned crossfire. Goddaman, I was hopeing to make money out of this, and possibly get an extra promotion, but it looks like I should be happy to get my ass out of this crap in once piece! Very well then, it looks, like I have no other choice but to play both sides against the middle then, if I want to stay alive for any more or less long period of time. Okay then, I'll give Director Dennis what he wants, and will try to find out what this Trent guy wants in the process. Their interests don't seem to confront much, for now at least. Oh, hell, I should have expected to find myself in deep crap like this sooner or later. It is Umbrella I am working for after all. Okay, I'll better stay cool, and my brains and charms will possibly get me outta this crap alive."
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