Tanya locks the doors and takes her companions back to the emergency access they used to get in. Behind them, there is another very bright flash of light, but this time they can actually cover their eyes. "Answering your question, Bonzo... The Chronosphere. An invention from Professor Einstein, it can teleport vehicles or people inside vehicles anywhere on Earth... if we have a clear 'view' of the arrival spot, using satellites, line of sight... or a beacon of some sort."
"Right now the gadget I gave our pixie friend is transmitting the location of all the secondary command bunkers in eastern Europe back to the Allied high command in London. High-speed bombers are taking off to destroy silos with special bombs, and the Chronosphere is delivering EMP charges to the control centers."
"In about one hour Romanov's missiles will be good for scrap metal only."
"At least here, he did. The Chronosphere saved us in the Second War, it allowed us to move faster than the Reds, set up ambushes, advanced bases, outposts..."
Annabelle stretches and moves toward the sloping passage. "That was an interesting party," Annabelle quips. "I hope you'll invite me to your next shindig?" she asks Tanya, teasing.
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Date: 2010-04-01 05:50 pm (UTC)"Right now the gadget I gave our pixie friend is transmitting the location of all the secondary command bunkers in eastern Europe back to the Allied high command in London. High-speed bombers are taking off to destroy silos with special bombs, and the Chronosphere is delivering EMP charges to the control centers."
"In about one hour Romanov's missiles will be good for scrap metal only."
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Date: 2010-04-02 12:14 am (UTC)"So, if you two want to take any souvenirs, now it is the time."
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Date: 2010-04-02 12:24 am (UTC)"No, I think I'm good," Annabelle says after a moment's thought. "I'm running out of shelf space as it is."
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Date: 2010-04-02 03:55 am (UTC)As to the souvenir suggestion... "Not sure what I'd take." A picture, perhaps?
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Date: 2010-04-02 05:47 am (UTC)He'll deal with any fallout from snagging it back in the Bar when that comes to pass.
"Yeah, don't leave me out, either. Just make sure she brings her stuff along..." That would be the stimpaks.
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Date: 2010-04-02 05:51 am (UTC)Poor, poor patrols.
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Date: 2010-04-02 05:53 am (UTC)Eventually the door is reached, and Annabelle passes through to Milliways.