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Mid-January, 2008
RCMP/Ministry of Extraordinary Threats Emergency Hangar
Alert, Nunavut, CA

Even in times of the highest tension and most danger, people find ways to keep themselves busy, and neither the Ghostbusters nor the men and women of the world's northern watch bureaus were any great exception. "Ray? Ray! Ray, check it out." Venkman shook his friend's shoulder. "Egon's in a fight with one of the Inquanok guys."

Ray opened an eye and glanced sideways. Several of the Danish contingent and a couple of the Pohjola Project's Sami members were gathered in a semicircle centered on Egon and a broad-faced, dark-eyed man in Danish uniform. "Wow. Spengs is looking kinda..."

"Green," Winston finished for both of them. "That's freaky. What are they fighting about?"

"The worst thing they've ever eaten," said Venkman. "Eske's winning."

Ray and Winston exchanged glances. They both knew Egon's eating habits. "How?" Ray finally asked.

"That's not food," Egon suddenly said, loud enough to be heard over the snickering Greenlanders. "That's biological waste. You can't consider anything with that level of ammonia in it to qualify as edible."

"This from the man who admits to eating casu marzu," said his opponent with the serene smile of a man who knows he's won. "Hákarl is nothing-"

Winston shook his head. Ray gave up on the possibility of a nap and stood up. "Has anyone seen where Captain Korpan went?" he asked, and one of the Finns pointed. "Thank you."

He found the Canadian in the tiny office attached to the hangar, one hand pressing his headset against his ear and the other taking frantic notes. As Ray walked in Korpan lifted his eyes, winced, and held up a piece of paper that read:

Magnetic fields flaring
Deep ones report Russian helicopter near 82.7° N 114.4° W
Radio comms dorppinng like brick

A moment later Korpan scribbled one last line:

Dammit, I can spell. Marines on the way. Tell the others. We're going in.

Ray shuddered, nodded, and went in search of a better door.


[OOC: Assume everyone will be arriving from Milliways within five minutes of each other. Also, don't click on the food links above if you have a weak stomach.]

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"Oh good," says Ray, relieved, and somewhere his dead grandfather is knocking his head against the wall about the whole failure-to-get-more-details thing. "Because the Russians seem to be doing something from both directions. The Deep Ones reported the presence of a helicopter with Russian markings at the site that used to be the North Magnetic Pole up until a few years ago, but they can't get close enough to tell what's going on. We need somebody to head in that direction for an intelligence sweep- can you and Tyler do it, do you think?"

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"Mayyybe," says the Squirrel, looking thoughtful. "How're we gonna get info back out with no radio, though?"

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"Heliograph," says Korpan, looking up. "We've got some old Signal Corps heliograph mirrors here and high-intensity flashlights to use with 'em in case the sunlight or the moonlight fails. Forty kilometer viable range."

He's assuming she knows Morse code, of course, but there's a translation key in with each of the mirrors just in case.

[trustydriver.livejournal.com]

"Nice. Haven't used one of those in a while. So this is strictly reconnaissance, right?"

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"Right," says Korpan, and Ray nods. "Although if the situation breaks down, you're authorized to use whatever means necessary to prevent a disaster."

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A hesitant pause. "Uh, Cap'n Korpan, sir? If the situation does break down, whadda we do about Tyler?"

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Korpan bites his lip a moment, his eyes sliding to Tyler and then back to the young woman. "Your snowmobile will have twice as much fuel as it needs to make the trip to the helicopter area and back," he says. "If it breaks down in a purely mundane way, signal for everything you're worth and get him on it. Tyler, you'll have to learn to drive in a hurry if that happens."

"And if it breaks down the other way, signal for reinforcements. There'll be Finns on alert for that." He nods to two of the shortest people in red and blue.

[basic_powers]

"Mr. Revenant's been teaching me to fly the spectre-copter, does that count, Mr. Korpan?" He looks up at local flavor of his liason officer. Kid came packed out with as much as he could carry and still run at 'sneaky little bugger' pace with. "And last I checked I could get eaten by something and still survive with the armor I'm wearing."

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"That should work. The controls on the snowmobile are fairly simple." Korpan scratches the back of his neck. "Will the armor be enough to hold out against the temperature outdoors if you have to make a run for it?"

[basic_powers]

"It's been used as space expedition uniforms, Mr. Korpan. The people who gave me this armor have used it to walk on the surface of the Moon with no ill effects." Moon Shadow says. "And if I get stuck in any way, I can use this."

A keychain is held up for inspection, it's simple, black wih a thin crescent moon emblazoned on it and attached with a chain to Moon Shadow's wrist. "To put my body into stasis so I don't need to eat, sleep or any of those things, for at least 2 days if my energy reserves hold out. I've got emergency flares, energy bars and tracking beacons in my belt, also in case of that happening."

One might get the impression that the kid is used to planning ahead for events such as this. Being prepared to run, get trapped in scary places...

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Kit speaks up again. "Got one more piece o' protection for ya, Tyler."

She unclips a small black box from the back of her belt. "For emergency use only. It generates an energy field that'll make you totally magic-proof for about five minutes before the power runs out."

[basic_powers]

"Thank you Miss Flying Squirrel ma'am." He looked at the older superhero and set the device into his belt, right near the front for quick and easy usage. "Since, you, Mr. Korpan, and Ray know my identity...could you guys please just call me Moon Shadow outside?"

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"Ah. Gotcha." She cringes a little. "Sorry about that."

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"Sorry," Ray says, ducking his head.

Captain Korpan says, blandly, "I don't believe I ever heard another name, Moon Shadow."

[basic_powers]

"Thank you, I really appreciate it. Is there anything else?"

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"Try not to die," says Korpan. "There's a real possibility that a human or Deep One death in the vicinity will qualify as some kind of blood sacrifice to entities we really don't want to see come through."

[trustydriver.livejournal.com]

"Nobody's dyin' on my watch," says the Flying Squirrel with confidence.

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"Good," says Korpan. "In that case, the snowmobile's right this way..."




[OOC: Okay, did you guys want to continue in this thread, or do you want a new thread for the ACTION!!!, or what? I'm good either way.]