"All alerts not needed, we have someone here, that is coming, we don't know who, but whoever it is, I warn you, DO NOT, shoot. Unless I command you to do so, is that clear men?" asked Telow. "Aye sir!!" saluted all the soldiers. "With better hope, I think that we won't need to worry much, if it's just one individual," said Kowalski. "That does make sense, but whoever, we best stay cautious, rather than curious, much better option if you know what I mean," said Jett calmly. "He or she is driving up here, in a, Aston Martin? That's a grandeur car!! Why would any threat drive in an Aston? Those things have class!!" said Hannah, looking through binoculars. "Still, we have to be prepared, who knows if this new arrival has a bomb, or just seeks some sort of safe passage through here," said Private. "Or the bomb, as Hannah said," chuckled Lilly. They soon saw the Aston Martin pull up at the entrance ramp, it sloped downward slightly, then pulled over at the roadway, then, Kat stepped out, in her normal daily outfit, which consisted of a purple shirt, black jeans, and her combat boots, as well as a gun holster with Uzis. "Ah, just a female, I think I may have an idea of who it might be," said Telow. "Who is it then soldier? Is she dangerous?" asked Skipper. "Not a bit, very safe person to be around, she's most likely Kat Annette Silver, Damion's archeologist, that is, until she quit the job term, in a sense," said Telow. "Alright, then that doesn't sound too bad," said Private. "How do you know her?" asked Kowalski. "I know her from profiling, she's the most well-known archeologist, when it comes to digging for riches, such as ancient gold or silver," said Telow. "Great then, shall I inform the men?" asked Jett. "No, I'll handle it," said Telow. He then got up onto a podium, then announced on a microphone. "Men, she's no threat, lower your weapons, she is now, another guest," said Telow. The soldiers then set down their assault rifles, then saluted, heading to either their tents, or back to their regular, routine training or combat skills.
Kat was relieved, none of these soldiers, though communist, were threatening, again, she realized the myth that: "All communists are violent, woman-rapping dogs" came to be false, as she walked in and saw how calm and flexible they were, it was only in hand-to-hand combat practices where she saw them at their most vicious behavior. "May I know where, or whom your leader may be?" asked Kat calmly. "Near the higher tent uphill, he should be there, with the other troops as well," said a soldier, pointing at a larger tent up a small hill. "Oh, okay, thank you," said Kat, heading to the aforementioned tent. She then walked up the gentle slope, then saw Lilly and Skipper flirting and kissing at a table outside the tent, she then shrugged it off confusedly, then opened the flap of the tent gently. "Hello? I hear the General Brezchnev is in this tent? Or was I misguided?" asked Kat. "No, you weren't, this is the tent, he's in the seperate room inside," said Jett, pointing at another tent flap. Kat then opened the flap, then headed in the seperate room. "Excuse me, are you General Brezchnev?" asked Kat. "Why yes ma'am, how can I, as comrade, help?" asked Telow. "Spare the comrade crap, I'm not communist, I don't like it," said Kat. "I don't care if you like it or not, just tell me how I can help," said Telow. This struck Kat again: He isn't forcing her to like communism, but treats her apathetic actions on it neutrally, with no reaction. "Yes, am I welcome to stay here? I can use my Aston Martin for my own tent," said Kat. "That depends, how, good are you in an army?" asked Telow. "In an army, I'm fine at fighting, in fact, very good at it, but in a marauding band of animals, not so well," said Kat. "Excellent, welcome to the Red Army," said Telow, smiling, then shook her flipper. "You're welcome, Mr-?" asked Kat. "Call me Telow, that'll be enough," said Telow. "Alright then, thanks again though," said Kat, heading outside the tent to get her Aston Martin. That was, until she was stopped by Private and Kowalski, who talked to her for a few moments, as did came Hannah, Jett, and soon after, Skipper, they immediately connected, talking more frequently, and conversating while training. Kat eventually fit into their group, as another friend, who came close to them all.
"Sir, we are only now a night's journey away from attacking the camp, what shall we do?" asked Johnston. "Daniel, do you have any suggestions?" asked Dr. Damion. "No sir, I thought you had it done," said Daniel. Dr. Damion then snapped back at him, throwing him to the ground. "If I ask for a DAMNED SUGGESTION, what are you supposed to do?!" asked Dr. Damion. "I-I-I guess I'm, Ummmm.... Supposed to know a suggestion?" asked Daniel. "Much better there Daniel, now, learn to record that in your mental mind before I BRAND it into your mind!!!" yelled Dr. Damion, throwing Daniel off his seat and sitting down in it. "We are going to kill someone, not all of them, but I am going to kill a certain person we all know, and that I hate most, not Private, he is just my match, the person I speak of is Jett, and once he's out, there will be no middle man in my way, now land us there, by tomorrow morning!!! NOW!!" yelled Dr. Damion. "Yes sir," said Daniel and Johnston in unison, getting the coordinates for the saucer ready for the trip. "Accelerate us there in a faster cruising speed," said Dr. Damion. "Which speed sir?" asked Daniel. "One hundred and fifty miles per hour, by then we will have reached the camp by, in terms of speed, yesterday," smiled Dr. Damion charmingly. "Excellante working there Dr. Damion, we will be up at that speed as soon as we buckle up," said Daniel. The three soon strapped down their seat belts. "Hehe, Rico will finally awaken from his sleep at this speed, hit the accelerators, and the emergency booster engines, we are going to hit our top earth speed," said Dr. Damion.
Kat was relieved, none of these soldiers, though communist, were threatening, again, she realized the myth that: "All communists are violent, woman-rapping dogs" came to be false, as she walked in and saw how calm and flexible they were, it was only in hand-to-hand combat practices where she saw them at their most vicious behavior. "May I know where, or whom your leader may be?" asked Kat calmly. "Near the higher tent uphill, he should be there, with the other troops as well," said a soldier, pointing at a larger tent up a small hill. "Oh, okay, thank you," said Kat, heading to the aforementioned tent. She then walked up the gentle slope, then saw Lilly and Skipper flirting and kissing at a table outside the tent, she then shrugged it off confusedly, then opened the flap of the tent gently. "Hello? I hear the General Brezchnev is in this tent? Or was I misguided?" asked Kat. "No, you weren't, this is the tent, he's in the seperate room inside," said Jett, pointing at another tent flap. Kat then opened the flap, then headed in the seperate room. "Excuse me, are you General Brezchnev?" asked Kat. "Why yes ma'am, how can I, as comrade, help?" asked Telow. "Spare the comrade crap, I'm not communist, I don't like it," said Kat. "I don't care if you like it or not, just tell me how I can help," said Telow. This struck Kat again: He isn't forcing her to like communism, but treats her apathetic actions on it neutrally, with no reaction. "Yes, am I welcome to stay here? I can use my Aston Martin for my own tent," said Kat. "That depends, how, good are you in an army?" asked Telow. "In an army, I'm fine at fighting, in fact, very good at it, but in a marauding band of animals, not so well," said Kat. "Excellent, welcome to the Red Army," said Telow, smiling, then shook her flipper. "You're welcome, Mr-?" asked Kat. "Call me Telow, that'll be enough," said Telow. "Alright then, thanks again though," said Kat, heading outside the tent to get her Aston Martin. That was, until she was stopped by Private and Kowalski, who talked to her for a few moments, as did came Hannah, Jett, and soon after, Skipper, they immediately connected, talking more frequently, and conversating while training. Kat eventually fit into their group, as another friend, who came close to them all.
"Sir, we are only now a night's journey away from attacking the camp, what shall we do?" asked Johnston. "Daniel, do you have any suggestions?" asked Dr. Damion. "No sir, I thought you had it done," said Daniel. Dr. Damion then snapped back at him, throwing him to the ground. "If I ask for a DAMNED SUGGESTION, what are you supposed to do?!" asked Dr. Damion. "I-I-I guess I'm, Ummmm.... Supposed to know a suggestion?" asked Daniel. "Much better there Daniel, now, learn to record that in your mental mind before I BRAND it into your mind!!!" yelled Dr. Damion, throwing Daniel off his seat and sitting down in it. "We are going to kill someone, not all of them, but I am going to kill a certain person we all know, and that I hate most, not Private, he is just my match, the person I speak of is Jett, and once he's out, there will be no middle man in my way, now land us there, by tomorrow morning!!! NOW!!" yelled Dr. Damion. "Yes sir," said Daniel and Johnston in unison, getting the coordinates for the saucer ready for the trip. "Accelerate us there in a faster cruising speed," said Dr. Damion. "Which speed sir?" asked Daniel. "One hundred and fifty miles per hour, by then we will have reached the camp by, in terms of speed, yesterday," smiled Dr. Damion charmingly. "Excellante working there Dr. Damion, we will be up at that speed as soon as we buckle up," said Daniel. The three soon strapped down their seat belts. "Hehe, Rico will finally awaken from his sleep at this speed, hit the accelerators, and the emergency booster engines, we are going to hit our top earth speed," said Dr. Damion.
Here is a few facts about me!! :) :) :)
Name: Lexii
Age: 23
Description: white ring tailed lemur with light gray stripes on tail, baby blue eyes and highlight in bangs, long eyelashes, extremely beautiful.
Personallity: nice, funny, smart, sarcastic, sly, friendly, helpful, sneaky, beautiful.
Best friends: Dr Blowhole, Skipper, Kowalski, Private, Rico, Marlene, Julien, and basicaly everyone in the zoo.
Favorite color: blue and turquoise
Well, thats me!! I will write my life story later!! Got to go. Dr Blowhole wants to see me about me secret mission!! I wiil tell you the details later!! :) bye! :) ;)
Name: Lexii
Age: 23
Description: white ring tailed lemur with light gray stripes on tail, baby blue eyes and highlight in bangs, long eyelashes, extremely beautiful.
Personallity: nice, funny, smart, sarcastic, sly, friendly, helpful, sneaky, beautiful.
Best friends: Dr Blowhole, Skipper, Kowalski, Private, Rico, Marlene, Julien, and basicaly everyone in the zoo.
Favorite color: blue and turquoise
Well, thats me!! I will write my life story later!! Got to go. Dr Blowhole wants to see me about me secret mission!! I wiil tell you the details later!! :) bye! :) ;)