Gage looked over the contract in his hands, not really taking in the typed text having already spent sometime going over it earlier when he was inside the FLAG system. Roger was due to arrive shortly, instructions already left that he was to be brought through to Gage's office as soon as he did ( Read more... )

 A shadow was passing over the city. Literally. There was nothing to be seen in the late afternoon sky, not even a disturbance in the clouds, but something was coming in fast across the Hudson. It was too high up for anything more than a faint flickering shade across the water, but in the pre-fabricated jungle of Lower Manhattan there were some, ( Read more... )

Gage had given Mrs Baker the task of locating a Middle Eastern restaurant in the vicinity and booking a table, if possible, along with getting him a copy of the menu so he could familiarise himself with what they had. When he stood outside the entrance to FLAG's facility the next day, dressed comfortably in an open necked shirt, and black trousers ( Read more... )

 (Following this ... )

(For Kitt (or MK))

Rak sat at a desk in the secure section of the building; this was the part where there were more than just locks on the doors, and where they kept their ‘sensitive’ equipment and most of their weapons - except for the ones that people liked to keep under their beds.

At that moment she had the familiar laptop ( Read more... )

(For Roger and/or Niki)
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“What?” Arusha stopped, staring at John Boon as if he’d just gone mad. “Are you kidding me? What gives you the idea that now is a good time for this?”

“No, I’m not kidding.” John grimaced, lifting his hands. “And I know it’s a bad time, but I did promise to ask.”

Eyebrow. “You promised this girl Jennifer Welles?”

“I promised ( Read more... )

From here. Any and all FLAG employees are welcome to join in - start a new thread and say maybe where you are etc, so Gage and Roger can 'happen across' you.On the ride out to the Knight mansion, where FLAG had its headquarters now, and the main work was carried out, Gage and Roger chatted about some of the financial supporters of the organisation ( Read more... )

(From  here.)

“So … ” Boon was leaning against a lamp post, casually inspecting his nails. His shoulder rested on the metal, hand in pocket. One ankle was crossed over the other, toe resting on the ground. In fact, given the right outfit of a sharp suit and fedora hat, John fancied he’d look like something out of one of those old movies. Bogart, ( Read more... )

Sunrise

It was dawn over New York City. High above the stars were fading, drifting away to invisibility with the first tinting of the morning sky. First grey, then pink, red and fiery orange as the star Sol 3 lifted slowly, inexorably into the sky. And on the uppermost floor of an old, largely abandoned hotel, standing before the east-facing window ( Read more... )

(Following from here.)

It was going to be light soon. ‘Soon’ meaning at this point in a couple of hours, but when you were a vampire just arrived and had barely tuppence to your name, that time was short enough. Fortunately for Spike, his arrival here might have been a mystery but the Big Apple itself was not. It had been a few years since he’d last ( Read more... )

Gage sat in his office, the panel on the wall with the security monitors behind it, open. The display of the garage showed the black Trans Am parked in its bay, the technician sitting in the passenger's seat checking off some calibrations against a laptop on her lap. He brought the image up on his desk's screen to take a closer look. It didn't take ( Read more... )