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[Dogs of War: ssundown] Picking Apart Pakistan
Topic Started: Mar 4 2008, 10:04 AM (74 Views)
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Mata Hari found herself in the crowded streets of Islamabad itself, Pakistani civilians moving around with a rather melancholy and dour sense of war all around them, soldiers and posters of Musharraf crowding all about on the walls and streets.
A passing man chatters into his cell phone, shaking his head.
".-heard that they're killing women and chil-"
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Her head and face completely covered by a burqha, Mata Hari grimaces to herself at the lies and propaganda being spread by the dictator Musharraf. She is disoriented by the street patterns of Islamabad... clearly much construction has been done here since her last mission here during the Kargil War.

She walks off, her head bowed down, in the direction of Soomro Tower, headquarters of the Kush Atomics Power Corporation. If there was a front for Musharraf's nuclear weaponry program, it would almost certainly be located there. And as a typical office building, hopefully security would be relatively light during the evening hours. And with the blueprints downloaded to her laptop, Mata Hari was hoping for an in-and-out job to confirm or deny the rumors of Pakistan's nuclear arsenal.
'Some people wrestle with their personal demons. I stabbed mine in the back of the head. He was a bleeder. The thing is, it was what alcoholics call an epiphany. Except I'm more a murderholic.' - Black Mage, 8-Bit Theater
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Security at least appeared light, though appearances were deceiving. As she entered the main lobby, all there was was a rather attractive lobby with a welcome desk and middle-aged man in a business suit waiting behind it, presumably to greet and inform people entering. There were also elevators, about a dozen feet to the right of the man's desk.
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She strides confidently up the desk, her back ramrod straight and assuming an almost predatory posture and demeanor. Curtly to the man she says "My name is Lieutenant Colonel Sawina Rizwan. I'm Director of the Special Projects Division, Peshawar Lancers Loyalist Brigade," as she flashes a forged identification card. "I have an appointment with Tauseef Hyat of the Kush Corporation (she'd looked up such things on the company's public website) and he is expecting me at this very moment?" she continued in an imperious tone, practically daring the man the question her (fake) authority. This country might not respect women with its purdah and honor killings, but it had a healthy fear of the military authorities, she thought to herself. While this was all occurring, with her quickly darting eyes she was soaking up detailed information of the lobby, planning potential escape routes and noting the positions of security cameras.
'Some people wrestle with their personal demons. I stabbed mine in the back of the head. He was a bleeder. The thing is, it was what alcoholics call an epiphany. Except I'm more a murderholic.' - Black Mage, 8-Bit Theater
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The middle-aged man nodded curtly, reaching for the phone at his desk, dialing a number, and then putting it to his ear.
"Yes ma'am, just allow me to call in to him directly to see if he's ready for your appointment. Sawina Rizwan, was it?"
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"That won't be necessary, I just spoke with him via cellular phone and he's aware i'm here, ahead of schedule. Our appointment is time sensitive and of critical importance to the war effort" she said, sniffing imperiously and striding off towards the elevator bank.

Gods in the heavens, please let him share his countrymens unhealthy respect of authority she thought, trying to hide the fact that internally she was sweating bullets.
'Some people wrestle with their personal demons. I stabbed mine in the back of the head. He was a bleeder. The thing is, it was what alcoholics call an epiphany. Except I'm more a murderholic.' - Black Mage, 8-Bit Theater
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The middle-aged man scrambled after her and placed a delicate hand on her shoulder, his face nervous and distressed.
"Please ma'am, I understand your urgency, but this is an important formality...I could be fired for just assuming someone can enter without at least making the gesture of calling in first. Please, for my sake, wait a few seconds. What was your name again? I'll call in quickly, I promise."
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