A Message to FFL [Open Broadcast]

[Mademoiselle]

Riviaira strummed her fingers across her thigh, exercising the tendons in her hands little by little. She opened the back of her radio, purposely messing with the wires inside to corrupt the radios transmission. Her voice was more disorientated and hard to make out, raising the radio to her face with her right hand. Pressing the push to talk she spoke.

"French Legion. I believe half of you will remember my voice, I have an interest. A very common interest, I would like to meet with your Captain. Mr Patrick. After having a few run in's here and there I believe that we have something strongly in common. If you could get into contact with me soon, I'd like to meet up. I am no threat to you. As you have seen. In the yellow house. There is a little clue. You can bring as many guys you wish but I will be coming possibly by myself if you allow me to meet with you. Hope to hear from you soon."

She took her finger from the PTT button, slipping the radio into a slot of her vest with a soft sigh. Muttering to herself, "Please, just one little thing." Her head turned up to the sky, closing her eyes with the soft breeze across her broken emotion face.

[Roast]

-Chase picks up his radio and presses down the PTT button.-

"Wanna just let the boss man know what's up girly girl? I mean why do you guys have to meet up? We all know you roll around with the ZBOR a lot or.. Something.. Anyway I'll let the boss man handle this.. Just throwing in my two cents.. Sounds like a trap to me."

[Mademoiselle]

-snippity snip snip-

She smiles, recognising the voice of the boy but her radio still disorientated from the wires tormented with inside. It was going to be fixed and she'd have to find a new one.

"Big guy scared of a girl? That's a new one. Bring all the gunmen you want. I ain't stupid to do anything, all I want is a talk."

She lets the radio cut off, at first it screeched from the broken wires and ended abruptly with static noise.

[Empress]

-snip-

[Johnny]

*Capt. Monteil of the glorious French Foreign Legion wakes from his slumber rolling over after the pestering of Chase finely waking him. Grabbing his radio from the nightstand he begins to broadcast.* 

"Hello this is Capt. Monteil. If you wish to have a meeting I will be available for the remainder of the night. We will be monitoring this radio wave for your response."

*Ending the broadcast Monteil throws his radio at Chase for waking him. Sadly Montiel missed, shattering the radio on the wall behind Chase.*

[Mademoiselle]

-snipppppppp---

The radio screeches with the broken sound. The single reply.

"Good, I'll be at the allocated area I hinted before. I know you gentleman aren't stupid."

Again cutting off with the static noise.