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According to the Web site www.navajocodetalkers.org, more than 400 Navajo warriors were trained to use the Navajo language to pass messages via radio during World War II.
It is the only unbroken code in modern military history. It baffled the Japanese forces of WWII. It was even indecipherable to a Navajo soldier taken prisoner and tortured on Bataan. In fact, during test evaluations, Marine cryptologists said they couldn't even transcribe the language, much less decode it.
The secret code created by the Navajo Code Talkers was a surprisingly simple marvel of cryptographic innovation. It contained native terms that were associated with specialized or commonly used military language, as well as native terms that represented the letters in the alphabet.
I visited Glasgow this weekend 30th September 2018 , taking in a Kylie Minogue concert at the SSE Hydro on the Sunday evening and spending many hours walking through the city.
Walking the streets down at the Trongate on Tuesday the 2nd I I passed a sign stating "Police Museum" , I had never seen it before though probably because I am always looking up at the architecture on the fine buildings surrounding the area .
I decided to visit, wow, I loved it, staffed by two ex police officers, now volunteers, very knowledgeable on all the items archived and on display.
I highly recommend a visit if you are in Glasgow , I enjoyed my hour or so that I visited , posting some of the photos I captured during my time there , it really was an excellent unplanned hour that educated me and gave an insight into a Glasgow from times gone by .
THE GLASGOW POLICE MUSEUM IS SITUATED ON THE FIRST FLOOR
AT 30 BELL SREET, MERCHANT CITY, GLASGOW G1 1LG
Glasgow Police Museum
Police museum eddie-and-alistair
Hiding in plain sight in Merchant City, tucked away on the first floor of a building above a fancy restaurant, the Glasgow Police Museum is a veritable treasure trove of historic artifacts from the UK's oldest police force. In this feature, we take a tour of this cave of policing wonders under the knowledgeable care of curators Alastair and Eddie, and see what changes the years have brought in the tools of the trade used by Scotland's finest.
"It's been sixteen years since we opened," Eddie says. "We do a couple of days a week. We’re volunteers, and the museum's set up by the Glasgow Heritage Society, which was started in 1999. In 2002, we opened the museum, and we get between nine and ten thousand visitors a year, so that’s about 160 thousand people since the time we opened. The staff are all volunteers, all retired officers apart from a few exceptions, and it’s very successful."
"The police went from using a top hat to the helmet, to different styles of helmets," Alastair tells me as we go into the museum's gallery and are greeted with an array of glass cases. “In 1912, there were these helmets with the shiny metal badge, but the officers didn’t like them, because at night it reflected the light, so what they did was give them a black badge and black buttons on their greatcoats so they wouldn’t be so visible to suspects. Now today, stealth isn't so much of a priority, and they have the bright yellow high vis jackets."
"Getting restraints on a suspect back in the day was a two man job," I'm told as we stop to admire a selection of what look like manacles. “The handcuffs here are designed like a tourniquet and called Snitchers; you put it round the wrists, the cop on the other side did the same, and you walked the suspect into the office. The metal one there is an early version of the one we use today."
In the next case are an assortment of elegantly painted Billy clubs. "These were the early batons," Alastair explains. "We have a George the 4th model, used from 1820 to 1830, William the 4th from 1830 to 1837, and an early Victorian one 1837."
“In the Second World War, obviously there were bombings in Glasgow and Clydebank," Alastair continues, indicating what looks like an early biohazard getup, “so policemen had to carry a helmet and gas mask. The lamps they carried had a screen on the front to stop it shining upwards and being visible to German planes. Although I’ve always wondered why they bothered, as there’s a big shiny river running through the middle of the city."
The next point of interest is a display cabinet with a selection of communication gear. "Communication went from the wooden clappers, to the whistle, to the police box," Alastair informs me, "even though we all had whistles right up to the 1970s, probably longer. Even as an inspector in 1989, I still had a whistle. This radio here is dated to 1936. It’s a receive only set, the idea being you receive the call, and once you’re finished dealing with it, you went to the police box and phoned in the result. It wasn’t until after the start of the Second World War that the RAF perfected the two way radio, and then police managed to get them during the war. Up until the 1950s, if you joined the traffic department you had to learn the Morse code, which was still in use at that time."
Now we come to the guns. "The Martini International .22 Rifle here was carried on duty by Superintendent Alistair Petrie in Holyrood Crescent on 15 July 1969," Alastair explains. "An armed man, James Griffiths, was firing from the attic flat at 14 Holyrood Crescent, Glasgow. As there were no rifle marksmen in Glasgow Police at that time, the Glasgow Police Rifle Club members, with small calibre rifles, were called out to try to contain Griffiths in the flat at Holyrood Crescent, but he escaped over the rooftops. Griffiths was eventually cornered at 26 Kay Street, where Ch. Supt. Calum Finlayson shot him dead. The Enfield Pattern percussion pistol," he continues, indicating an antique sidearm of the sort Captain Jack Sparrow might be seen sporting, "was used by Glasgow Police in the 1850-60 period. The pistols were kept at the police office and issued only as required when police officers and detectives expected that the criminals they were going to arrest were armed. The pistol is marked ‘Glasgow Police’ and has an inventory number on the trigger-guard."
"We had Britain’s first police dogs too in Glasgow," Alastair says with no little amount of pride. "They were Airedales with Collie and Retrievers bred into them. Collies for the brains, Retriever for the sense of smell, and the Airedale was a big strong terrier dog that was easily bored, always liked to be active. That was why Major Richardson, an army dog breeder, selected that breed for the police. Glasgow bought four of them, two for Maryhill and two for the Queens Park area."
Before the days of modern police badges, Alastair explains, "A detective’s tip staff was his identity which he carried in his pocket. The policemen at the time carried their baton with the handle in the middle, they walked down the street and people could see they were policemen, because in that time the uniform was quite civilian in appearance. Obviously detectives couldn’t do that as they’d give the game away, so they carried a miniature in their pocket which they could show if asked to identify themselves."
"The Glasgow Police Museum is based on the city of Glasgow Police, which was Britain’s first police force," Alastair tells me. "We’re all told at school that Robert Peel created the police in 1829 in London, but Glasgow had a police force fifty years before in 1779, and it was formalised by the Glasgow Police Act which was signed by King George III in 1800, when Robert Peel was a twelve year old school boy. There were actually eighteen police forces in the UK before Peele’s police, so where they got the idea his was first I’ve no idea."
The Glasgow Police Museum illustrates the history of the Glasgow Police 1779 - 1975, through artifacts, stories and images. Its International Room has uniforms and insignia from EVERY country in the World.
The brilliant 'Sillitoe Tartan' black and white dicing on the staircase leads you up and into this museum HQ.
Uniformed police from Glasgow's past stand proudly on patrol . Then photos, medals and documents tell stories of individual bravery and even sacrifice ensuring these officers remain eternally 'on the beat' in their home city.
Notorious criminals they brought to justice are not forgotten.You can even view the fingerprint sheet of an infamous Scottish mass murderer. Who indeed ? Just find the evidence.
The International Exhibition shows 'world policing' at its best . The French and Italian uniforms are so stylish of course. There's even a badge from the famous Cairo Antiquities Police Department ..
No Bells or Whistles here. None Needed. Just superb staff who being ex 'force' are really on the case. Kids will love this. Adults equally so.
I was in here for ages. Must have been reading too many Inspector Rebus books .
Anyway, the facts you are given here are so much more exciting than fiction.
Open everyday. Free entrance but a small donation is suggested to fund upkeep.
The Glasgow Police Historical Exhibition contains artefacts and text boards which provide a historical insight into the people, events and other factors which contributed to the founding, development
and progress of Britain's first Police force, the
City of Glasgow Police from 1779-1975.
The International Police Exhibition in the museum
illustrates the spread of policing throughout the World. Over 2000 items of insignia, headgear and uniforms from every country in the World are on display.
Entry to the museum is FREE and if you enjoyed your visit and wish to make a donation towards the upkeep of the museum, this would be appreciated.
The Glasgow Police Museum is the museum of Britain’s first police force, from 1800 to 1975.
The exhibits in the Glasgow Police Historical Exhibition provide a historical insight into the people, events and other factors which contributed to the founding, development and progress of Britain's first Police force, the City of Glasgow Police from 1779 - 1975.
The International Police Exhibition in the museum illustrates the spread of policing throughout the world. More than 2,000 items of insignia, headgear and uniforms from all corners of the globe are on display.
Debra Charron's eyes sparkle bright green as her fingers close around her objective. World Union rules forbade firearms on the mainland, so she'd taken to carrying the collapsible baton for "emergencies" while there. She slips it from its clips on her left thigh and flashes it upwards with all the strength she can muster, attempting to bloce the stunner along its non-conductive length. The predatory grin on Debs face becomes more pronounced as her baton sweeps towards her opponent........her humanity receeding as the predator takes hold of her. And female predators defending their young rarely know anything of fear..............
Esha Rajal cursed the fact that she was no longer holding a cigarette, what with the look from Ro and all. She just shook her head at Ember.
Pyros Zenovka just groan more as he feels the baton strike at his leg bring him down a level or two to her now the two standing about the smae height. His own baton sparks as he moves to bring it down into one of the shoulder or the collar bone as he feels more pain from the baton. He knows he cvan;t last much longer with the bleedings a few more hits and he hopes with the blood loss will take care of the dog.
Chrysannya Newall unclipped her left smartgun and realoaded it with slick rounds. Feeding one into the chamber she'd rest her forearm on her knees in a stable posture, the laser able to flick on at any moment. If the Major went down the freak wasn't going back to gloat about it. She'd aimed just where his left temple would be in a second or two. At this range she'd only miss by dumb luck even without the laser.
Debra Charron twists her body savagely, taking the stunner hit on her left shoulder and growling in pain as more tissue goes dead under its influence. From its cold and dispassionate place, her intellect takes stock of her body......left arm and shoulder stunned, bleeding furiously at the abdomen.........strength beginning to leach away with her blood supply...and the pain. Her intellect marshals her resources with all the calculation of a chessmaster peering at his pieces and ruthlessly makes demands of her flesh. Despite the increased pain, her body continues the spin begin when she took the hit to her left shoulder into a full 360-degree rotation, as her right arm comes around - she slashes savagely at the man's injured throat with her baton......knowing that her strength is fading fast - she does all she can to make this one count before the lights go out for her. Her teeth are bared, displaying every pearly-white as the baton moves like liquid black lightining.......
Pyros Zenovka just lets out agroan as his last attack goes down for her other shoulder with the baton and then stumbles as he feels the her own cracking into his thoart. Her was already bleeding to death and now the massive tramua to his neck he can;t take it anymore his body is now in shut of mood. His baton comes down towards the woman wither it hits or not his eyes won;t tell him as they close and he falls over into the blood caked sand.
Remamian Takashi stands up from the sandy pathway and dusts off her hands seeing the end drawing near she looks over twords the crowd and nods to esha, hopeing she would understand the statement. She looks back down to deb and waits for the next move before she would head on down to tend to deb
Chrysannya Newall reacts as soon as she sees the UAC guy going down, her gun already moving towards its clip as she hopped to her feet and sprinted low across the sand. Reaching for her belt medkit she'd bawl "MEDIC!" in her best paradeground voice
Deets Carroll glances to Tres, the loathing in her voice apparent. "Get out of here. Or I'll kill you."
Kimani Silvercloud stands up and looks down as pyros goes down
Debra Charron is still extended from her viscious slash at the man's throat when his deadweight-hand on the stunner grazes her abdominal wound. All kinds of fireworks explode in her head as the stunner assaults the already brutalised nerve-endings. Seeing her opponent collapse, her intellect shudders and calm returns to her soul...the predator receeds. She feels her body releasing itself, slumping first to her knees and them onto her side, barely propped up on her good arm and looking down at the man. It occurs to her that she might be able to crush his throat with the last of her energy, but the man was ..in the final analysis...just following orders. "Commisar"...she croaks......"I'm not the monster here" Deb looks at the man's fading consciousness as her own slips away, "You just got yourself fucked-up defending the monster." Blood drips from the corner of her mouth onto his face as she utters one final sentence, ...........(continued))
Debra Charron says in a hoarse voice, "My humanity isn't in my flesh, its in my soul.......which is much more than your boss can say." Deb shudders ans the lights start to go out......"Good fight tho....." Deb Charron's eyes finally dim as her body collapses to the sand, atop her opponent.............her breathing ragged and her body still trickling life out onto the sands...........
Jaina Lefevre slowly gets to her feet and starts to make her way down the hill, slipping and skidding until she landed near the broken rowboat, watching her Mom and the others. She whispers "Please..please...please..." more to herself than anyone else.
Chrysannya Newall kneels next to Deb as she tears open the medkit looking for the pressure bandages "Helps here boss...hang in thar, we gotcha" in a surprisingly reassuring tone
Tres Asbrink just grunts and truns and waves for the npc marine medic team that appears from his rear to grab the fallen soilder and move to drag him off
Jonathon Coage cold blues remain on the two as they collapse, his face completely emotionless as he processes the sight. They dart to Taiyou, as if looking for permission to walk down and retrieve the major or set fire to the other opponent.
Kimani Silvercloud watches Jaina run down the Hill, she glances over towards Tres angrily
Remamian Takashi lets out a sigh as she walks down onto the beach walking up twords deb she looks down at the commisar and then over to the groggy deb she lets a smile cross her face "Took you long enough, and look what a mess you made" She nods to chrys and looks down at the passed out deb, quickly she turns to face tres, giving him a solmn nod "Take your wounded and leave" she scoffs "And your wounded pride"
Tres Asbrink is dragged off by the random marines and just grunts
Esha Rajal caught Taiyou's glance and moved down the hill toward Jaina, leaning forward to whisper into her ear.
Jaina Lefevre looks from Chrys to her mom. She just stands there, gripping the edge of the boat and watching them work on Deb. "Not leaving my Moms." she says to Esha.
Chrysannya Newall looks up to Jaina with an uncharacteristic smile "Good for you honey...put your hands here...press down. I can work on the other wounds while you do that...the stretcher will be here any minute...Your mom's gonna be fine"
Kimani Silvercloud backs up the hill, allowing the adults to handle something she cant help with
Jaina Lefevre nods and hurries over to do just as Chrys asks. She whispers. "Love you, Mommy..you're gonna be okay. "
Rai Pawpad watches Jaina with her mother, feeling kind of twisted in his stomach. Worried. Helpless. Other stuff. He gives little growl and kicks at the turf before turning away from the hill.
Esha Rajal nodded at Jaina's response and instead moved away, over toward Taiyou as she pulled her PDA out of her own cargo pocket to tap out a message.
Deets Carroll watches Chrysannya look after Deb, knowing Black Star could help more than she could. "Take her to the garrison med bay. You can take better care of her there."
Jonathon Coage edges closer to the hill and looks down, watching from above as he stands silently next to Ro for a few moments before finally looking back at him. He softly shrugs his shoulders and says in a flat tone "So thats it, huh." he looks back down, crossing his arms over his chest once more before sighing at the sight of the carnage below "At least she won..." suddenly his PDA buzzes and he looks down at the message as he unclips it from his belt and perks a brow, talking to himself in a low tone "Not especially..." before tappingout those words on his PDA.
Chrysannya Newall nods "right you are" then looks up the hill and bellows in a surprisingly loud voice "WHERE TH FUCK IS THAT GODDAM STRETCHER?"
Remamian Takashi watched tres get dragged off by /random npc's/ and humphs amusidly at his inconsitancy for maturity and obvious cowardous. She turns back and looks around barking out lightly "Ok, lets get the major stable and back to base doubletime" she takes a few steps closer and looks down at chrys watching as she stayed rather quiet
Jaina Lefevre looks at Chrys and keeps the pressure, staying focused and learning fast. "Mom and I can stay with her, right?" she asks Chrys as she calls for the stretcher.
The infamous Enigma code took the aliies about three years to crack!
Looking like an odd typewriter, the Enigma allowed the German U boat fleet to attack by surprise. As no one knew where they would be.
Code module bench consists of rectangular and angled boxes that can be assembled horizontally and vertically to different furniture formations and landscapes. Armrests are easy to retrofit. CODE Bridge can be used to create tables and spacing elements between the angled boxes.
Design: Hong Ngo-Aandal & Johan Verde
ex wight travel with decals removed with nail pollish remover. now in my stagecoach fleet . as an allover white bus.
Just out of curiosity, using a computer, tablet or phone, how would you find out where this QR Code goes to? You are only permitted to use one device, and no mirrors!
btw, this QR code goes to: line.naver.jp/en/
Kimani Silvercloud looks back at miss Jeff, and gets up, she walks to Leighs left side, keeping away from Simon
Nellie Meads takes out her phone and takes a picture of the woman who lent her the lighter, then scoots away.
Deets Carroll hears the kids shouting but can't afford the attention to find out what's going on. Cut it out up there! she wants to shout. Don't make me come up there! I'll turn this fight around!
Jaina Lefevre: ..maybe it'll run over simon when she turns it around. Jai's too focused on the fight to bother with adults who think they know it all.
Belldandy Ghost she kept her grappling bracer pointed at Simon, opeing her left fit slowly, kind of flexing her fingers before curling them back into a f ist slowly. She would be ready to s hoot the line should he still decide to be out of order. Regardless of the situation now, she kept her focus on him rather than the fight below
Ember Ronas wanders in behind the group.. half because it was.. well.. a group.. and half because she has this uncanny ability to stalk Esha like some sort of creepy B-movie villian.
Roaman Enzo turns his head to the noise only hearing bits of it. "Knock it off, we deal with this at home" Then wrinks to Simon.
Simon Netizen wrinks back.
Debra Charron's mind remains calm and detached from the pain screaming thru her body. this was how you coped...when you were hurt, scared, tired ....and you still needed to function. It was called the "drone zone" - the point where training allows you to do what must be done no matter what your circumstance. Sometimes you even lived thru it...... Seeing the man stumble, her brain dispassionately commander her body to action. He's bloody near the throat....go for the throat. Savagely, she rakes at him with the heavy pistol, trying to apply more damage to his exposed and already somewhat injured neck In the back of her mind, the predatory part of her nature rises and despite her injuries and the blood, Debra Charron is smiling malevolently and silently as she presses her attack.
Leigh Parx (Kayleigh Jigsaw) nodded and looked at him. "I know, love." Her voice was gentle, though she still had an edge to it and River was still in trouble. She smiled tightly at Kimani. "Simon this is my other student." Her other hand still held the bag of food from the Sushi Bar and bottles of water she had picked up. "He's got a point. If children don't run their mouths and stay out of the way and out of trouble, shit like this doesn't happen." She was half wondering how far she could punt some of the smaller ones.
Rai Pawpad: Having wrenched his hand back from the assbag, he favors him with a dark look before heaving himself back to the ground to watch Deb. Well, and Jaina. He's roiling mad now.
Simon Netizen looks away from the introduction and back at the beach. Five year old know it alls were always so much more appealing than grown up know it alls. His stony gaze remains on the fight, an iron grip around Leigh's shoulders
Jaina Lefevre keeps her seven year old self focused on the fight and hoping that her mom doesn't die. She crouches down, hugging her knees and watches in silence.
Roaman Enzo shakes his head few times as the Major just keeps pulling things out of her ass. "Danm she's good"
Kimani Silvercloud looks at Simon then at Miss Jeff screaming in her head at Simon, instead of yelling out she smiles a sugary sweet smile at him, but behind her bright eyes she was trying to think of ways to get back at him, with out angering her teacher "Hey miss Jeff" she scoots close to her looking below again
Leigh Parx (Kayleigh Jigsaw) would get pissed as hell and have the girl running laps like poor River was at the moment if she tried anything to hurt Simon in -any- way. She squeaked softly as his grip tightened. Hopefully, he'd get the hint that was just a little -too- tight. Sapphire eyes lowered to watch the fight, though her mind was still occupied with calculating how far she could punt those who deserved it. She'd shift the bag of food to her other hand and use that as an excuse to give Simon an impromptu hug, before holding out her arm to Kimani if she wanted to join her.
Ember Ronas just keeps lurking back there. She edges a few steps closer, brows lifting and hands slipping into her pockets.. "This a private party?" She asked in a low voice, though she didn't really halt her advance.
Pyros Zenovka just lets out howl as he feels the attack on the neck his body moveing to pull away and proect himself from the attacks on his neck. He just shakes his head more blood pumping out from his neck his hand moves pushing pressure aginst the wound jsut to hold back the blood for a few moments. Anything to let him last a bit longer then the woman. His gaze just goes back to her and he moves in closer ready to lash out at her but this time with a new toy. From his bracers comes out the trusty stun baton he has to use on the marines from time to time. From the tip a blue spark can be seen arching from it into the air. Then he moves with it ready to smack the baton right across her chest.
Kimani Silvercloud wraps her arm around Leigh, she hadn't had a hug in a long time, but she is only hugging leigh, even though its like a group hug, the words simon had said still ringing in her ears, she wispers up at Leight "Miss Jeff do you know where River is?"
Esha Rajal did a 360 turn as she surveyed the area, stopping only momentarily to look at Ember. “Oh, hi! The answer is ‘It’s really damn far down there’… I mean, welcome to hell,” she smirked.
Ember Ronas blinks at Esha some. "Hell?" She asked before working her way down to her friend. "I know a few things about Hell. What's going on?" Her boots slipped on the grass a bit, almost sending her sliding into the other girl. Thank god for last moment stops.
Simon Netizen got the hint from Leigh, and releases her to move away a bit, focusing on the situation below.
Leigh Parx (Kayleigh Jigsaw) felt her pocket vibrate. She nodded. "In trouble. Doing his punishment now." She had Kimani on one side and Simon on the other. Leigh was happyish all things considered. She tried to pull away. "I'll be right back, love." She glanced at Simon hoping he'd let her go easily enough.
Debra Charron sees with great clarity from the isolated place wherein her consciousness resides, the stunner pop out and begin moving towards her. Her left hand axes upwards in a fanning motion, managing to deflect the stunner from a show-stopping hit to her torso, but in the process feeling the arm go numb as the weapon does its thing to it. From deep in the Drone Zone, her intellect ignores the pain and the bleeding........calculating only what it will take to put her opponent down on the bloody sand. She makes two strategic steps backwards and partially doubles over, apparently in pain as her still-usable right arm claws at her left thigh................
Kimani Silvercloud lets go of Leigh and nods sadly "I wish he was here"
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and receaves a rare paintwork (paper glued on very neatly) clubland cd range . and will be running the 68 tesco service . in my stagecoach fleet
I have a bit of a love affair with neon and also with blue; so I was overjoyed to find this installation, by Thierry Dreyfus, in the courtyard of a government building just up the Quai Anatole France from the Musée d'Orsay. Something about the barcode arrangement really spoke to me, too.
The iPhone QR code scanner app I used couldn't scan it. Maybe because the code wasn't flat, but curved around the pole? Also, don't make me have to bend down in order to scan a code. I'm tall, but even so, regular-sized people would still have go bend down. That said, I don't think the Vancouver Opera company had a say in placement.
It's only fitting that Engine 60, the REAL Engine 51, lead the Emergency! group...
LACoFD Engine 60 was stationed at Universal Studios.
By utilizing an adhesive or magnetic sign, Engine 60 became Engine 51 whenever needed.
After the Crown was replaced by the Ward LaFrance, Engine 60 appeared whenever they needed additional trucks for a scene.
The real Engine 60 is one of the last open cab engines used by LACoFD, and is now on display at the Los Angeles County Fire Museum in Bellflower, California.
1:64 Code 3 Collectibles:
1965 Crown Firecoach Triple
Los Angeles County Fire Department Engine 60
Mystic Beach Family Fun Center
2018 Non-Denominational End of Year Emergency Vehicle Procession
(Not a Xmas Parade)
Olympus OM-D E-M5 Mark II
Olympus M.14-42mm F3.5-5.6 II R
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Simon Netizen blinks...absolutely stunned that the man is still on his feet.
Remamian Takashi hesitates not to the ringing in the air from the major's pistol she looks over to the little one that decided to pour human remains next to her. She stands up and walks up the hill a bit more twords the commander and stands next to him folding her arms as she watches pyros fire. she nudges roa and states clearly without emotion "Nice night huh? Slightly humid but its comfortable, pre arrival, the mainland had been cold as of late"
Roaman Enzo looks back at Simon as this is unfolding. No way that guy could still be standing after that round that close.
Simon Netizen raises his brows at Ro briefly before gluing them back on the scene below.
Belldandy Ghost looks to the Commisionar again then felt it neccessary to yell out "Dude....shoot him in the head already! FINISH HIM!" She wasnt really blood thirsty as she may have seemed. She just wanted this to be over already.
Nellie Meads calmly offers the lighter back to the woman, as the ear goes up in blue flame and a thin ribbon of stinky smoke. "Thanks, it's like *un* sympathetic magic, y'know. " She turns to find the woman had skittered away, still having the lighter held up. She shrugs, and then waves her hand in front of her nose at the charring. She jams the lighter in her pocket, hoists herself up in the crabwalk again, and skitters up the hill a little.
Jaina Lefevre whispers. "Good job, Nellie. Maybe he'll get an earache?"
Roaman Enzo shakes his with a slight grin and returns his attention to the scene. But not before looking at the Kid that casued this. Well maybe not caused it but his dislike for kids being said. She is Deb and Deet's after all. So he just smiles "Mama will be just fine"
Kimani Silvercloud nose wrinkles as the scent of the burning ear is breezed up the hill
Nellie Meads: "Good riddance, ear."
Rai Pawpad watches it burn with some regret. "It was a cool trophy. But it was gonna stink sooner or later."
Debra Charron catches the shell in the outside lower-left quadrant of her abdomen, which eruots in a spray of red as the shell enters and exits her unarmoured body. Her body jerks slightly to the left and a growl rises from deep in her throat, but in this brief instance before the pain hits, her hand brings the muzzle again over his high-upper-torso and with the echo of a long-dead firearms instructor ringing in her ears to "kill the fucker, don't dance with him"...she again responds to years of training and unleases a "double tap".......two shots, the second slightly higher than the first. Once again lead is crossing the gap between her and her opponent.
Jaina Lefevre sucks in a breath as she sees Deb get hit and lets go of Rai's arm to hug her own knees with fingers gone white. She's silent now, trembling and pale as she watches.
Roaman Enzo seeing the Levi XO move up and talk. " I hate this danm weather drives me fucking nuts." Then watching the exchange below. "I think the boss should have worn her vest. But that was one hell of a move I tell ya"
Esha Rajal just stood there, gaping at the spectacle below, cigarette dangling from her parted lips. "No good, no good..." she mumbled.
Deets Carroll curses as she sees Deb get hit, and her finger tightens on her gun.
Kimani Silvercloud winces when Deb gets hit and glances over to Jai noticing her White fingers she frowns turning back to the scene
Simon Netizen inhales stiffly and blinks as Deb stays on her feet, almost like watching in slow motion.
Remamian Takashi coughs as the major gets hit she grumbles "There's a nice sexy scar..." she looks around on the hill and then turns looking behind it and then back over to the other before drawling her attention back down "Well... damn... forgot my bottled water" she whispers
Rai Pawpad has to stuff down the urge to launch himself down the hill at the man's head. Instead he shifts a few feet and puts his arms all the way around Jaina.
Pyros Zenovka just grunts as he feels the burn in his chest of course wearing the carperice armor helps alot slowing the round so it didn;t do to much damage to his chest. But still he is bleeding he just lets out another grunt pulling on the trigger fireing another round from the 8 inch luger."DIe you dog." he yells out his body moveing pushing off as the round goes off from the barrel charge at her . His body changeing one round missing the other cutting a nice length across th eside of his neck more of his blood driping but still nothing mortal yet.
Roaman Enzo laughs "Jesus she is a amazing Just remind me not to piss her off ever. Maybe Deets will let me look at the scar once" (( AFK for a few Simon let anyone if they try and talk to me please))
Nellie Meads's face is completely impassive. She jams her hands in her pockets, but the twitch in the tip of her tail shows how agitated she is.
Kimani Silvercloud watches as pyros begins to run at deb, wondering why he wasnt down, if Ro hadnt been standing next to Jai she would have moved to her left side, but is content with letting Rai handle it... for now
Kimani Silvercloud growls soft still, controlling herself "he's a scaredy cat, cant stand up for himself" she hisses and flexes her claws angrily, "If he tries anything" she mutters to herself "he's gonna get it"
Belldandy Ghost surveys the crowd bellow, recognizing some people by uniform only others by facial recognition. Her favorite target wasnt amoung them, which was depressing, since she wasnt done with him yet. He needed to pay for her getting shot. "Oh yes....I got something for that Assbag.....and his friends....YOU OWE ME FOR A NEW ARM!"
Debra Charron steps forward into position and shuffles her feet, firming up the sand under her soft boots. Her features can only be described as serene as the seabreeze ruffles her hair and her eyes critically rake over her opponent, taking in how he stands, his equipment and generally taking the measure of him. She speaks, managing to keep most of the mocking tone from her voice, "I'm glad to hear that you're proficent in this evolution Commisar. From the tin suit your're wearing to a duel, I'd mistaken you for a rookie. Now I don't have to feel bad about you being drafted for this." Deb settles her hips and looks the man square on, " I can't say i have any special flair for this stuff outside what your boss has alluded to alreasy...." Deb glances at Tres and back to Pyros....."as he stated, I was created to soldier...so you could say I was born for this........." Deb lowers her right hand to her holsterd USP and waits...... "I'm ready at your convenience...."
Esha Rajal beamed a smile at Simon and took the cigarette that he'd offered, sighing with relief. So much tension in the air with all of that waiting... She slid the cigarette between her lips and grabbed her own zippo from her pocket, lighting up almost instantly. "Thanks," she nodded to the sergeant. "Needed that for sure." And she was back to watching again, this time puffing away happily...
Pyros Zenovka just glares at the woman"Its my uniform i have to wear.. PLus it has some hidden goodies in it." he just smiles at her his hand moveing down to the holster of the luger the remade gun he used for exactions he had to carry out back at the mainland."SO then what we what for high noon then?"
Jaina Lefevre squeezes Rai's hand so tight it's probably going numb.
Belldandy Ghost looks at the Commisionar's gear herself, her shades, which had lines of codeing constantly scrolling across it had changed from one green tint to another. Now she was using its scan feature to look over the gear, trying to see what sort of things he had hidden in it and the probability of Debra being able to dodge them, assuming they werent explosive.
Roaman Enzo walks over to the gathering a top the hill. Roaman looks down and sees Deb and Tres. He spots Deets ever close by. Smileing to himself then turning to Esha and Simon. "Where do they stand so far? And do we have our people in place in case this gets out of hand?"
Simon Netizen looks back at Ro then back down the hill. "Us three, and Taiyou's down there," he nods. "Startin' to think they may just dance and call it a night."
Debra Charron grins wolfishly, looking about as happy as anyone has ever seen her. "No need to wait, we're under freetown rules." The devil sparkles in Deb's green eyes as her hand hovers over her pistol-butt, "Make a move"
Jaina Lefevre mutters. "He sent five soldiers to come get me and Rai...and only has one to stand there with him for this. I don't think he's takin' this very seriously, do you?"
Kimani Silvercloud her ears go down defensively she glances at Jai "seems he isnt, he'll be sorry though"
Rai Pawpad squeezes her hand. "Maybe he was takin us real seriously. He should. How's his face lookin?"
Simon Netizen glances at Deb's daughter as she speaks and just shakes his head.
Remamian Takashi finishes her smoke and chucks the butt twords pyros as she blows out a last large plume into the air, she hears the commander behind her and simply wave, not quite sure if he would even see it or not
Pyros Zenovka just moves his hand not ready to draw the gun move working the holster open his hand cracking his knuckles for a moment"You do know after i win.. You family will have to join you." he just gives her a blank look throwing out the threat out there to maybe knock her off for a moment or two.
Nellie Meads crabwalks down the hill to the woman below her, who just finished the cigarette. A flurry of rocks are loosened, but she is light, agile, and low to the ground.
Remamian Takashi turns as she sees a few rocks decide they want to roll past her she see's the youngling and looks looks back twords the two bellow, seemingly ignoring the approach
Jaina Lefevre glances up at Roaman and frowns. "Who's you? You better be on my Moms' side or you can go stand over there." she points to the other hill.
Nellie Meads says very composedly, as she balances and takes the cover off her jar, "Can I use your lighter to set this on fire?"
Simon Netizen coughs to cover a laugh as the kid addresses Roaman and sucks so hard on his cigarette his eyes water.
Nellie Meads: "Please?"
Debra Charron will...if she has time later...reflect that her opponent probably didn't understand what "Freetown rules" meant. The moment the man's hand moves after he was told to "make his move", Deb's own right hand caresses the pistol butt and her old and familiar USP is rising to its natural firing position. Her draw is what she was trained to do in close combat, not the awkward 'wild west" yank-and-fire - but the smooth movement of someone who very much wants the first shot to count. The weapon's muzzle blankets Pyros center-chest as her finger snaps the trigger back smoothly, counting on years of practice and muzzle-rise to place her rounds slightly above center-chest - and hopefully sending them richocheting up into his head if they fail to penetrate. Her pistol barks once and a .45 caliber ball round begins its journey topwards the Commisar.
Kimani Silvercloud looks up at Roman, watching him for a few beets then looks back down
Roaman Enzo already a kid hater looks down at the little brat but holds his tongue. "I Think your safe kid now watch your mama"
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