[Akash Malhotra]

1851
Labs
Vedas Base

One of the two giant stories, Askah rubbed his face to wipe the sleep away, was known to him since he was a child, the war between the cousins for the throne of Hastinapur. It had been long and nasty to say the least. Reading the lines, “Why won’t it be?” he asked softly, “More than half of the characters I know from the Hindu Mythology are real deals out here. So this is a possibility. Oh a definite yes.” He read over the text again as sleep was forgotten in the excitement of the find.

“Brahmashirsha Astra,is the one we are looking for, from the text,” he circled the mentioned text with his finger, “Legend claims it was granted to Arjun by Lord Bhrama. It has been granted to others various text and stories. One of the three powerful arrow known in the Mythology. This one,” he looked at Blake, “is capable of destroying the world. By that I would assume planets.”

“The clues I have found, mentions Brahmanda Astra, but does not state it weapons location. Far more powerful than Brahmashirsha. Which makes location being unknown a much better sense. With enough clues and exploring, I’m sure we can find it,” shrugging at what he was going to say next, “it might take a while.” By while it could be months, years, and there was a chance they would never find it.

Shifting back on his feet, “Not that I got informed. Perhaps no,” he shook his head, “Are you suggesting we gatecrash the briefing?” Askah rose an eyebrow.

Tag: Blake Warren

[Blake Warren]

1852
Labs
Vedas Base

If there was one thing the two men had in common, it was the ability to talk. "Exactly! The thought originally occurred to me when I was thinking of a conversation I had with Steve yonks ago about the Ark of the Covenant with Aear."

Blake was bringing up several different pages on the lab laptops. "At least we have the breathing room right now and the time to pursue the lead. Yes? I mean, I'm sure one of us is supposed to be there anyway, right?"

<<tag Akash Malhotra, Robert "Bobby" Oxford Jr, Nick Harper>>

[Steve Hamrick]

1852
Gym to Hallway
Vedas Base

Steve went through another couple of basic moves, but could tell the attention was wavering. "Take fifteen, team. Class will start back up at 1910. And my feelings won't be hurt if you don't all come back."

As the Marines filed out of the room, Steve sat down and tightened the knee braces. He'd done too much today and knew it. Class wouldn't be more than 20 more minutes. He reached for the cane leaned on the wall behind him and used it to support the dislocated side as he went after Izzy.

Not that he knew what to say to her, been trying to figure that out for weeks. He headed toward the mess, hoping to find her.

<<tag Isabelle Cooper, Azalea 'De' Andre, Vanessa Collins>>

[Isabelle Cooper]

1858

Gym to Hallway

Vedas Base

She has planned on going back to her quarters, working on a few reports till it was time for she and her husband to go to bed. Of course Bobby seemed to have no problem falling asleep where Isabelle was awake, mostly because of the baby deciding to have soccer practice and also because she did not like what she saw when she closed her eyes. Tonight was different, she was passing the mess hall when one of the most wonderful smells ever crossed her path, she knew instantly that it was chocolate and could only guess that someone had made brownies, without slowing her waddle she turned and walked thru the cafeteria part of the hall till she entered the kitchen. 

"I am going to need to sample those...just to make sure they are safe for consumption." 

The baker was just slicing into the fresh batch of brownies, she was an older lady named Melanie and even though you would have thought she was a seasoned military veteran, she was in fact a civilian. Melanie glanced up at her, "You want to make sure these are not poisoned...and put yourself at risk. I put in extra chocolate, so unless you are a dog, then these will not harm you, but I will still let you try some...just to be safe." she said with a wink. Melanie finished cutting up the brownies and grabbed a small plate, "One or three?" she asked, "Or do you feel like sharing with your husband?" she added as she placed the brownies on the plate. "That depends on if he wants to rub my back tonight or not." Iz replied as she took the plate, "If that baby wants anymore later on just let me know and I will bring them or you can come get them yourself if you happen to be up again at three am." 

Isabelle took a bite of one of the brownies and looked at Melanie, "Who says I am up at three am anyway?" she asked after a moment, "You know what I mean." the older woman replied, she gave her a look that reminded Iz of her mother. Isabelle just nodded, "Thank you for the sample, they taste amazing." she said as she started exiting the kitchen, "You're welcome, it is my mothers recipe with my own twist. I'll write it down for you sometime. now go get some rest Mrs. Oxford." Melanie turned around went back to her work and Iz left her be. Walking to the exit of the mess hall she took another bite of the still warm brownie, for whatever reason the desert hit the spot for the craving she had had that day and for a moment she forgot why she is in a weird mood anyway. 

Then she ran right into it. 

She was midway thru taking another bite of her brownie when she ran into Steve, which was like running into a wall. The hand that had been holding her brownie dropped it as she instinctively went to guard her stomach the other did its best to avoid dropping anything else. "Dio dannazione, li ho appena ottenuti!"  she muttered under her breath as she looked down at the ground then back to Steve, "E cosa vuoi?" she asked, not bothering to hide her annoyance from her face. "Sorry, I mean are you finished with your class already?" she asked before mentally kicking herself for even trying to make conversation with the man when all he do was be quiet.  

*"God da*** it I just got these!"
**""And what do you want" 

TAG: Steve Hamrick