Three Dead Petty Officers

[bitenotbark]

[Filter: Crew of the Typhoon]

There are fifteen prisoners in the Naval jail across from this island, and it has fallen to us to rescue them. [She can still barely believe she is fighting against the Navy, what would Gibbs say? And it is thinking of Gibbs that makes her next words a little softer, with something deeper behind them, remembering how

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[tomatoandbasil]

I'm going. I am strong [You know this personally] and extremely agile; I can bring people to the boat quick and get them out of there. They have people I care for, Ziva. Friends, students, and someone very close to me. If I don't do this, I'll never forgive myself.

[Can you hear that determination?]

I'll also be going to the mansion. She offered me lunch yesterday and mentioned wanting to have me visit again. I gave her a fake name and history in order to protect the crew, so it would be best I went if only to back that up.

[bitenotbark]

[She agrees that Alleyne is capable, if a little too full of herself.]

Speak to Allen Walker, there does not need to be a large force to the mansion. Too many cooks spoil the cake.

[tomatoandbasil]

[She's just overprotective! You get this way when a certain castle pulls this shit once every few months.]

I'll talk to him about it then.

[...Hey wait a second. Now she's just kind of staring blankly. Her tone softens significantly as she tries to sound as polite about this as possible.]

Erm, pardon me, but I believe the saying you are looking for is "Too many cooks spoil the broth."

[bitenotbark]

I do not see why too many cooks would not also spoil a cake?

[Stupid idioms.]

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[someoneto_carry]

And what assault plan do you got? [Please not another suicide mission..]

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[bitenotbark]

[There is a pause, before she transcribes her previous speech to the crew of the Typhoon here.]

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[someoneto_carry]

[She'll read it through, a bit relieved]

Sounder plan than what we had.

Let us know how it goes. I'll send any information we can get.

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[bitenotbark]

When we are clear, I will make sure a debriefing is given to all other ships.

Typhoon Filter forever

[wolfuncaged]

I will remain behind on the ship. My skills lie with fighting, rather than stealth.

[bitenotbark]

I am sure Isabela will be pleased to have you.

[wolfuncaged]

Please don't encourage her.

[bitenotbark]

[There is just a slight laugh in response.]

Action; someone doesn't trust journals;

[inherbones]

Ziva David.

forever;

[bitenotbark]

[Turning her head;]

Tia.

[inherbones]

[There are two crabs climbing onto the deck and scuttling underneath her skirt.]

De prisoners are being held in de lowest floor. T'ree cells. Five in each.

[bitenotbark]

Is there any way these crabs could deliver a message to the prisoners warning them to be ready?

[Action]

[nocturnalrage]

[Toothless was idling nearby when some words caught his attention. A lot of words, really, and most of them didn't make sense. But one in particular--]

Navy?

[He narrows his eyes a bit, growling softly. He certainly didn't feel friendly towards the people who had attacked them.]

[Action]

[bitenotbark]

[Ah, it's the almost-mute boy from before. She turns to look at him as he growls, nodding.]

They have our allies captive.

[Action]

[nocturnalrage]

[He nods in acknowledgement. Well, he's usually not the type, but he wouldn't mind getting back at those bastards...]

Help?

[Action]

[bitenotbark]

[She's not sure she wants to take him, he seems a little... unsure.]

Stay here and guard the boat, they might try to catch more of us.