To a good old Mr. 7.... (Network Frequency)

[ItzThatcher]

**Carthan Banks was sitting in his bunker, or more specifically in his chair petting the head of his love. He looks down at her with a faint smile as her quiet breaths of sleep were the only sounds besides the hum of the lights or the electricity of his Radio Station. He sighed as he looked back up to said object, knowing the plans he intended to have, in order to protect her... but these plans were.... intruding on some business of an old.... business associate. So he figured that making a call wouldn't hurt. He turns on the voice changer on the mic, and presses the transmission button.**

*You hear a man's/woman's voice.*

"Mr. 7..... I am calling to inform you that we need to meet up..... I have to ask something of you as it is your... industry. Recent priorities have come up to make this so... not what your thinking but other things..... call back soon as I am going ahead with or without consultation..... Mr. Million out...."

*Releases the transmission button.*

**He sighs as he shuts off the radio mic, but still leaves the channel open so as to hear when 7 calls back..... if he does. Carthan really didn't care at this point in time as what mattered to him was right here, and protecting that was what mattered. He leans back and closes his eyes to rest, wondering what the future held for himself, his love..... and Mr. 7.**

[RedSky]

-Finnr was asleep it had been a busy couple of days. When suddenly one of his radio's lighted up with a voice changer coming over it. Finnr knew who this was and what it was. He ran over in his shorts to the radio tent and plugged it in to the bigger radio with the satelite connected. He quickly gave Fortune a gentle kick to his side so he would wake up aswell, and signalled him to adjust the radio signal to match the frequency better. Finnr put down a tape recorder and pressed recorder. Brought his mouth close to the radios microphone and spoke-

M, what the fuck do you want! Im out of the goddamn game and this fucking frequency is as acient as the stone age. This better not be some fucking joke.

-Finnr than sat down next to Fortune, who already took out a pen and paper aswell as a bottle of scotch-

[ItzThatcher]

-snip-

**Carthan just put his love to bed, her quiet protests making him smile when he heard 7 over the radio. He walked back into the Office and over to the Radio Station. He listens and smirks, wondering if he woke the man, but this was also no joking matter.**

*Presses the transmission button. You hear a man's/woman's voice.*

"Sorry Mr. 7... did I wake you? No matter, I though you still would want to know. I have a priority that needs to be... secured. The only way I can do this is through old methods.... methods you and I know..... and I thought you were still in the game..... last time we met you were, with Ms. Morgan as your target. Either way, I was calling to discuss.... a non-aggression pact if you want to..... if not.... well I will "try" not to bother you much more Mr. 7..... M out."

*Releases the transmission button.*

[RedSky]

-Finnr speak in to the radio again-

Fuck that non aggression act! You stick away from the people I care about, the people I love. If not I'll fucking shove my barrel down your goddamn throat and pull the fucking trigger M. Dont mess with me and Im not signing one of your goddamn contracts. Theres no way in hell Im doing business with you, No way in hell you are going to get my help!

You left me, all of you did when I needed all of you the most! So deal with the consequences! Im not helping you anymore. Not now, not next time. Never

-Finnr clicks off the radio annoyed and pissed at hell. The fact that he even had the guts to send out that message-

[Para]

*he takes up his radio, irritated, and begins to hold down his transmit button*

7, you fucked a few of us over in a few instances. A few of us left because you compromised too many of us. Remember Lexi? She was some random stranger that was suddenly there at one of our 'operations' and she suddenly found out a load of our real identities because you used names other than our code names.

*He pauses for a moment and hesitates before speaking again. He paces back and forth*

She was a liability from the start. Somebody that dabbled in too many affairs and you blew our cover. Yet many reasons why you wished to stop us from having the whole charade blown apart, were kept a secret from us. We were just supposed to 'trust' you blindly. A network works on cooperation and communication 7. You blew our cover. You.

*He places his radio back into his pocket, awaiting a response.*

[RedSky]

-Finnr pushes on the radio-

Fuck, that shit. Lexi yes I remember Lexi.

Yes she knew the fucking cover. You wanna know something? The cover was blown in the first fucking place! By a person that was way more dangerous than Lexi could have ever been. Yes I asked you to trust me blindly. And that was in the job description. I dont fucking care about this shit Lewis. You yes you could justify your leave. But M signed up for something he knew was going to be full of holes with risk's. And the part of the fucking Network you were in was the militia's part. There was alot more people than you could've ever figured. Why did you not know anything? cause their Identities till this day are hidden from you. M Signed up to be the one that would take the fall if stuff would go wrong. And it went fucking wrong real quickly. The militia was a fucking mistake. In the end I cleaned up the entire shit myself. And M fucked me over big time. You wanna involve yourself in this again Lewis go fucking ahead. But Im done with the past. I left all of you alone avoided all of you at all cost after that fuck up. And I told M, STRAIGHT UP. In his face THAT I WAS DONE. Out of it. And that he should leave me the fuck alone. And now he fucking contacts me again. Im done with all of this bullcrap. So piss off.

This frequency was compromised a long time ago anyway.

Someone told Gerhard about this one. Wonder who that was......

-Finnr clicks off the radio and changes the frequency-

[ItzThatcher]

-snip-

**Carthan frowns at the man's irrational response. "Something has happened.... interesting....."**

*Presses the transmission button. You hear a man's/woman's voice.*

"You misunderstand my intentions Mr. 7.... this rage is..... unbecoming of you. Misinterpretation, quick to judge and..... anger...... such a dangerous emotion Mr. 7..... anger is very dangerous...... what has happened? You used to have a calm head on your shoulders, even after we left, even the last time I met you, you were calm. Now.... you have such rage.... such ferocity..... such hostility...... It amazes me. You were so quick to assume, that you didn't even think! My my.... how low the mighty have fallen...... I will explain this to you very carefully....... I "Do not" care about your people. I "Do not" care to even harm them.... but it is pointless to try and not harm harm them when I do not even know what to look for..... even so, my people.... and my interests matter to me..... and I do not want to harm my people. So listen here Mr. 7.... and listen well in your rage, in your bestial consciousness. I will not harm any "known" people of yours, if you do not harm any of mine. I will not harm any of your interests, if you do not harm mine. And most importantly.... I "Don't" want, seek, or need your help or assistance....... So..... think this over well and good day to you Mr. 7........ because Karma might not shine so nice to such....... irrationality.... Mr. Million out..."

*Releases the transmission button.*