The Jackpot

[Gorthaff]

Oh something is definitley brewing here.

[Silent-sigfig]

LOCATION: The Reef





Lund: "Are you certain that your men are up to the task?"



Ronin: "Calm down. My men are more than capable."

Lund: "I hope so."

Lund: "Away team, status update?"



Lund: "...team, status update?"

Clint: "Map says were in the junction proceeding the objective, but we're looking at a sealed door."



Lund:"Let me check the schematics."



Lund: "There should be a control booth above you. From there you should be able to access the corridor."

Clint: "I see it."



Clint: "Harris, go see what you can do up there. You go with him."



Harris: "Alright, I got it."



Lund: "Status report? Is it opening?"



Clint: "Yessir."

Ackerman: "We got some bodies."



Ackerman: "Well, this is weird."

Lund: "Bodies were expected, Ackerman."

Ackerman: "No, its not that."



Ackerman: "These bodies..."



Ackerman: "Where's the rest of them?"

[Valiant]

Finally, the next chapter! Great job as always Sigfig.

[Silent-sigfig]

Thug: "Kinda weird how the only thing keeping us from getting through is a keypad."

Lund:"Is that a problem?"

Thug: "Nah, I can get through. Still's weird to see this in a Trattorian station."



Ian: "This place predates the Tratts and their tech. Shit, I wouldn't be surprised to see a combination lock somewhere."





Clint: "Alright, we're in."



Lund: "Alright, let's get this mission done."







Lund: "See the objective?"

Ackerman: "I think so."



Lund: "Okay, give me a description."



Clint: "It's got a light red hue, and it seems to be pulsing sightly..."

Ian: "It's fucking pink and shiny."

Clint: "...And in a forcefield."

Lund: "There should be a terminal in the room, try to crack it from there."



Clint: "Got it."



Lund: "Okay, now place it in the case."

Clint: "That's it?"

Lund: "Yep. It should be inert, so there should be nothing to worry about."

Ronin techie: "Guys?"

Clint: "Should be?"

Lund: "Yeah, I mean out intel says..."



Ronin Techie: "GUYS!"

Lund: "...One minute Away team."



Lund: "...minute away team."

Clint: "Huh. Guess it is inert..."

*BEEP*



Ian: "The fuck was that?"

*BEEP*

Ackerman: "Shut Up!"



Ackerman: "...We've got company..."

[Silent-sigfig]

Nelac: "Laida, someone's in the booth."

Laida: "Got it."



Nelac: "Alright, prepare to move on my mark"

Nelac: "Three..."



Nelac: "...two..."



Nelac: "...one!"



Harris: "Ah shit. Was that gunfire?!"



Harris: "Shit shit shit! There are mercenaries out there!"

Thug: "..."

Harris: "Are you even..."



Harris: "...listening?"



Lund: "AWAY TEAM STATUS REPORT! WHAT"S GOING ON?!"



Lund: "What am I hearing?!"

[Silent-sigfig]

Lund: "Those mercenaries must have been hired by the 45th Union! They're the only other ones who know..."

Thug: "That's not helpful!"

Clint: "Harris! Report! What's going on!"



Harris: "Woah!"





Harris: "Gah!"



Nelac: "Keep 'em pinned!"



Mercenary: "Huh?"



Mercenary: "AAARGGH!"

Nelac: "FUCK!"



Ian: "Yo! Somethings happening out there!"



Lund: "More Mercenaries?"

Ian: "Fuck if I know!"

[Silent-sigfig]

Nelac: "YEARRGH"



Mercenary: "What the?"



Clint: "Harris, where the hell are you!? Report!"



Harris: "Shit!"







Laida: "Argh!"



Harris: "GRAH!"



Laida: "YAAAAH!"





Harris: "Clint!"

Clint: "What happened!?"

Harris: "I'm fine! But if you want to make it out..."



Harris: "...You gotta move, now!"

[Silent-sigfig]

Mercenary: "Come on, come on, just die!"











Clint: "ACKERMAN!"









Harris: "Ackerman?"

Clint: "Didn't make it."

Thug: "ARGHTA!"



Ronin Techie: "Just got word from the shuttle. All survivors are on board."

Ronin: "Send them to my personal hanger and have the doctors meet them there."



Lund: "Well, I'd say that worked out as well as it could have. How would you like your payment?"

Ronin: "Yeah..."



Ronin: "About that.."

[Silent-sigfig]

Lund: "What do you want?"



Ronin: "I want my current pay, doubled. On top of that I want 2 million for each man I lost on this job."

Lund: "Is that it?"

Ronin: "No, there's one small thing I'd like. A High-yield fleetbuster antimatter bomb."





Lund: Well...



Lund: "Here I was thinking it would be something unreasonable."

ELSEWHERE:

Bruce: "Enzo?"



Enzo: "Good news, I hope?"

Bruce: "I'm afraid not. The American's managed to recover whatever they were after before we even got to the system."

Enzo: "Hmn. I take it you have a plan to solve this...dilemma?"

Bruce: "I do, but..."



Bruce: "It's somewhat drastic."

LOCATION: Aboard the USV Slow Dawn



Clint: "Are you certain giving The Ronin the bomb was a good idea?"



Lund: "Absolutely."

Clint: "But what If he uses it against us?"

Lund: "He knows better than to bite the hand that feeds him. And besides, what we got is worth far more than what we paid."



Clint: "And what exactly did we get?"

Lund: "Oh, only the most unique item in the galaxy..."



Lund: "The last of the Nyphillian Antiimmortalium."

END

[Vami IV]

Antiimmortalium? I hope you know what you're doing, Silent.

[Quantumsurfer]

Man, this is so excellent. Really well done. Your pacing is fantastic and you do a superb job of maintaining a sense of suspense. I also enjoy how complete each shot feels.

[cleanupcrew]

Antimortallium is like a catastrophe magnet that destroyed a whole civilization. I hope Lund knows what bog of bullshit he's getting himself into.

Excellent soap, by the way. Photos were a little shaky at times, but that tends to happen in soaps with a lot of action.

[Valiant]

We'll be looking forward to seeing how this plays out, Sigfig.
Again, great job on the soap mate.

[Scratch]

This is 10 types of pornography, starting with Scenery pr0n and ending with Lore pr0n, amazingly done.

[Silverdream]

Honestly, this is one of the best soaps I've seen.