Go in guns blazing with Au Revoir

You didn't want to seem weak in front of the Girls on your first mission, so you told Au Revoir you'd join her up front and take your life into your own hands.

A pleased grin spread from ear to ear on the combat specialist's face. "I like your balls, Little New Ciao! Come, smell the sulfur with Au Revoir!" She slapped your back with one over-sized hand and laughed loudly. You began to wonder if there was any chance you two were still making a stealth approach at this point. "The Deliverers want to burn New York to the ground? They should start with themselves, oui? No room to complain!"

"I'm just gonna hang... Waaaay back here... Like, by the first tower." Despedida found a wall to hide behind, then began to control her drone, whizzing it through the air towards the back of the building. "Good luck, New Ciao. Just remember that friendly fire never turns off when you work with her, okay?"

"Ha ha ha, yes! Very friendly!!" {if Weakness for Booze = 1}

You were beginning to regret that you hadn't begun this mission with a very stiff drink.{endif}

When the fireworks started, you almost felt sorry for the Deliverers. The silence around the ostensibly empty fire station was broken first by the pshonk of a grenade being released at high velocity, then the shattering of glass, then the angry shouts of immolated enemy agents as fire began to spread across the floor and the dusty, abandoned furniture inside, then finally, by the laughter of your teammate. "Ooooh, stand up, New Ciao! Look, look! They wear fire-retardant cloaks, but they are no good against this level of firepower! Au Revoir's weapon did veeery good!" the big girl giggled, as if begging you for praise.

The words being yelled inside were delivered in the unknown language of the Deliverers, but full of equal parts anger and anguish... this was more like a war zone than a secret agent mission. You hoped the cloaks were helping the terrorists at least a little bit... you needed some alive for questioning later.

"Are you ready to mop up?" The French girl pulled a silenced service pistol from her hip holster and took the safety off with a quick motion. You were relieved to see that she'd actually had the safety on, but you were also terrified to see how small the gun looked in her immense hands. {if Combat Skill = 1}

Still, you were game for the task. This wasn't your first time taking point when it came to mopping up enemy combatants and you fancied you had a rare talent for it. You challenged Au Revoir to see who would finish off the most hostiles who failed to properly surrender. "Oh! Ooooh! Your big balls are impressive, but foolish! You have never seen Au Revoir do this before, or you would not make that challenge!" Her laughter was like a little kid's, as she pressed her shoulder against the door and prepared to breach.{endif}

The two of you made quick work of the remaining resistance on the first floor of the building. For the most part the, red-cloaked Deliverer agents were all unresponsive before you could reach them. They were all dressed in the same crimson, fire-retardant cloaks, but it seemed like they'd only been of questionable use against the force of a grenade attack. Unused flamethrowers lay all around the room. A mounted turret in the back looked as if it had been hit by a rocket attack... probably Despedida's handiwork. The few remaining living agents fought back with such obvious intent that you were forced to execute them on the spot. It seemed they were going to be the types that were near impossible to reason with.

"Wheeew!" Despedida whistled, as she approached from behind, no longer wearing her headset but carrying the fire response drone cradled in her arms. "Crazy work, guys. If this was a score match, I'd be getting smoked. Still, I prefer to think of them all as stock matches."

"Ha ha ha ha! I think we are even, my comrades! Good work, all around!" The giant of a woman left her grenade at the front, carrying only her service pistol as the three of you approached the elevator in the back. It occurred to you again that Au Revoir's sense of comraderie seemed so powerful, it was hard to imagine her turning against her handlers. Then again... her sadistic nature as it applied to enemy engagements always seemed to make that a possibility.