War

[Coral]

"Now, in preparation for Malaysia, there are closets over their full of gasmasks and other gear, in case of a N/B/C attack."

Suddenly, the entire room flashes red, and a loud siren is heard.

"This is not a drill! Get your suits on now"

"You heard the PA! GET ON YA MASKS!"

[Abishai]

Yeah yeah yeah, 9 seconds to put a mask on. Or, 8 minutes for the entire suit. Davenport briefly wondered if the right size masks were even there. Either way, the gas being used probably wasn't all that bad.

He strolled over and opened the cabinet to find bags clearly labeled with names and rank. Each bag contained tops, bottoms, gloves, boots, chemical detection gear, and decon kits. Also clearly marked were mask carriers. With a sigh he pulled his gear out and casually began to don it. (casually for him is faster than most of the others can dream of putting it on 4 minutes or less, the fastest I did it was in about 3 min 15 seconds)

[Coral]

Soren opens a closet directly behind him, and quickly get in his suit.

[copyKatt]

((soo... are we the only ones playing?))

*Katt follows suit of the other people in the room, and gets her equpitment out of the closet*

[Abishai]

((it kinda looks that way ))

A liquid slowly began to seep through cracks in the ceiling. What in the world was that? They must be trying to intimidate us. Phooey, it wasn't going to work on Davenport. Swiftly he pulled a piece of M-8 paper out of his pack and dabbed it on some liquid that fell to the floor. "Well, this says we have live agent, blood agent is the color it's giving me. Means we have oh, three hours to change the filters on our masks. Where are the spares sir?"