DESCRIPTION

Never once alive with human life, cool, blue ice stalactites cover the ice caves ceiling. The ice floor is slick with the acceptation of where snow has drifted into a gigantic opening; large enough to barely squeeze the Deus Ex Machina Battle Zeppelin. Nearly forty-five football fields in length, light disappears. After that length, there's a sheer drop. Unseen to the normal human eye, this leads into a great opening under the ice glaciers; nearly fifteen miles in radius, there is a city....

Photo from the 1930's Of Eishöhle

Spoiler:

IC:
It had been quite a stay now. Having been out here for weeks now alone, the werewolf had once again fallen for winter and her icy physical features. Hans stood at the threshold of Eishöhle, or Ice Cave in German. It was hard for him to believe that this glorious place was forgotten about until now. He never did mind winter. He loved it more than any other time of the year. It was something he could, indeed, relate to as he dressed warmer in a thicker great coat than what he normally downed.

There being no sun, the moon shined brilliantly if there were no snow flurry clouds. Most of the year, it was like that, but on this day, the moon gave little illumination and there was no high winds. Hans only gazed out at the virgin snow as he stood, his gloved hands wrapped around a metal cup. The cup was streaming with blazing hot hot-coco; it was hard to keep chocolate milk here. He had rationed his food well; and used little energy in his time here. He had successfully installed and fixed old generators, scouted out the area and protected it.

Now all that was needed, were more men. The werewolf was glad that he had time to spend on his own, away from Millennium. Hans tucked his face lower into the collar of his heavier great coat, so all that appeared out where his red eyes that scanned the horizon. Now all that was left, besides turning on the lights once again, was for Major. He kept the cell phone warm against his body at all times, waiting for the call of arrival.

Eyes lazily drifting up to the dark sky, he spotted red lights. Nearly a kilometer away, he saw the Deus Ex Machina II land softly, as well as many of the smaller zeppelins.

A muscle twitched in his mouth as he turned, walking towards an old German truck he had passed time fixing up. He left it running perhaps two hours ago, having caught the sent of metal in the wind, thinking it to be that of the Deus Ex Machina II.

Pulling the clutch out, he turned the truck down a iced over road that he also kept clear. From now on, it was up to the FREAKS and other vampires to keep this place clean.

>>> Ice landing strip/Outskirts.

(OOC: I guess I can make my entry here then)

Tubalcain walked upon the Threshold of the City. He was playing with his cards, shuffling the deck as he made his way through the hallways towards an unknown location. He was just bored, and walked along, trying to find something interesting, maybe someone to gamble with.

He straightened his tie as he passed beside some troopers, they all saluted their Oberstrumfhürer, and he saluted back, showing them his cards to see if anyone fancied a game, yet no one seemed interested so far, so he continued his lonely walk.

<<<<<<<<<<<<<< In from the Ice Strip<<<<<<<<<<<


After the truck had arrived, Herr Major almost immediately got out of the vehicle and began walking without a care. He took no notice of anyone following him, he only held up a hand in recognition of the saluting troops about the frosty base.

As he marched through the base, he took sight of his beautiful new base and basked in its glory as it basked in his presence, the soldiers seeming to speed up their efforts as he passed. Then he laid eyes upon a certain man, a character whom was quite a card... the Dandy-Man. "Dandy-man!" he called out as he marched slowly, announcing his presence so it echoed through the cave to the man.

He began to close to gap between the gambler and himself. Even with this, he spoke out in a loud but very calm voice as normal to the Oberstrumfhürer, "Mein gutt freund, Herr Alhambra, please locate my Warrant Officer and have him gather the fifth regiment for a briefing, if you are unable to find him, then merely spread with word of a meeting in ein hour for a briefing."

He spoke plainly and was very straightforward, he obviously was ready to get what ever plot he had under way, and finished before he was even halfway to Alhambra, this would prove to be an awkward little visit.

The Dandy man bowed lightly: "Yes, Herr Major". He was not annoyed by the way the Major had spoken to him, but at least he had found something to do. With that, he was off to look for Schrödinger... Thing which he shouldn't have to do, since he was 'everywhere and nowhere at the same time'.


Exit---------> To wherever Schrödinger is... I guess I'll wander around looking for him.


(OOC: Short post, but not much to be said really)

The Huntress exited the vehicle, her feet plunging into the soft snow and was rather surprised to spot the Major already heading towards the base in a swift gait.
Flicking strands of hair from her face, she swung her musket over her shoulder and trotted off after the Fuhrer.

(OOC: shortness)

Frederick walked through rather slowly towards the entrance of the base. "Boy am I glad I can't feel the cold. I just hope I don't freeze out here...Again..."

The truck came to a halt and both Dok and Zorin stepped out, the vampire then began to ease her scythe out from between the vehicle's seats while the scientist wrapped his long arms around his emaciated frame.
"Schiesse" he muttered as his body trembled in the cold as Zorin finally freed her weapon "how in zhe hell can you not feel zhis?" the Doktor asked bewildered, waving a hand around at the snow.
She simply shrugged as she slipped a cigarette between her teeth "it's just a human zhing I suppose" she smirked and they both began to head towards the base.

Suddenly, while amongst a crowd of workers, the Major pointed to one of them and stated, "Bring me the finezt vine ve have. It is time for ein celebration!" He then pointed to another one, "You zere, do me the favor of going und getting the Doktor. Have him send word to prepare the war machines, I'll be damned if I vill vaste any time vhile thing are peaceful here."

'This should undoubtedly draw Alucard out of hiding and end Iscariot for good. Now if that cursed Warrant Officer of mein vould just appear....' the Major thought as he stood with a gleeming smile on his face, his pearly whites twisted in a foul, insane grin.

Ludwig pranced by in the threshold, irradiating a state of pure joy an excitement, in that moment, he was like a kid, in a happy state of awe on the new city. He simply went around the place, yelling happily: "Wunderbar! Zhis ist JUST WUNDERBAR!!!!"

He kept jumping around, excited like a schoolgirl in a Jonas Brothers concert, and greeting everyone to cross his path:

First, he saw the major. He bowed lightly as he walked by: "AH Herr Major, it ist ein pleasure!"

Then he saw Zorin and Rip: "O, mein Oberstrumfhürers! Hov are ve doing in zhis fine morgen?" He did not even know what time it was, and he was too excited to care, so he assumed it was morning.

Finally he crossed Fred, and hugged him excitedly: "Herr FREDDY! Hov ist mein freund doing in zhis glorious day?"


(OOC: Yes... excited as a schoolgirl in a Jonas Brothers concert...)

POSTING ORDER: DANDY MAN, MAJOR, FRED, RIP/ZORIN/DOK, WAHNSINN, THE CAPTAIN

<< FROM:: Ice Landing Strip

Having arrived at the threshold of the under ice base, a few more flags were successfully raised up into the air; bright red like blood and black as night in the symbol of hate, loyalty, and power.

The Captain had thrown open the truck door after ceasing the roar of the tuck. Sliding out soundlessly, he crossed the front of the truck to follow Herr Major. With his hands shoved deep into the pockets of his green great coat, he payed little attention to the men that lined in ranks, keeping his chin lowered into the coat.

The cold was far better to him than others. His own body heat gave off more than the others, being he was a werewolf and the others were a combination of vampires and mostly freaks. He did gaze at the few he would consider he was closer to: Rip Van, Zorin, Herr Dok, and Tubalcain (before the sly Argentinian vanished in a cloud of playing cards).

Hans knew of the plans, but never spoke of them as usual. The werewolf did wonder, however, what his commanders speech would be to the force before they did get down to advancing in their plans once again.

"Captain," called the Major from his place in the Ice Cave, "Come, ve have much vork to be done. Bring ze others az vell, not time to lose."

((Sorry, short, but not much else to say at the moment.))

Fred hardly even noticed the gitty soldier hug him and continued walking towards the Major until he started screaming into his very eardrum. It was quite obnoxious, but poor Frederick just didn't have the heart to tell him. "Ummm...I could be better...I'm not dead dead now am I? Well...At least not entirely. Heh?" Frederick the gave a thumbs up with a smile but in actuality his thumb was purple due to the cold and his smile was horrible looking due to his lack of lips. He was just trying to be.....Friendly.....

Rip entered the threshold and headed for an unoccupied space where she propped her musket against the wall and
began clawing the snow out of her hair and off her suit.
Zorin arrived shortly after, lighting a cigarette and glancing around at the new base without the slightest sign of interest upon her face.
Dok had obviously fallen behind as he was hunched over like a vulture, shivering with his hands deep within his
pockets and cursing in German.
The scientist hastily wiped his lenses once more on his bloodied coat and scanned the room, eventually spotting
the Huntress and snaked his way through the sea of soldiers.
"Lieutenant" Dok said as he approached "hast zhe Major informed you of anything about zhis?" he asked,
waving a hand at the large gathering."Nien, he hasn't" she answered, rather surprised that even Millenium's head scientist
had no idea on what was happening "I vas actually going to ask you zhat" she added, dusting herself off once more.
"Ve vill find out soon enough" said Zorin, who had no difficulty in making her way over to them as usually a single glare could part a crowd like the Red Sea.

(OOC: Bah, I know I can string sentences together better than this, but I can barely rub two braincells
together at the moment so I guess this will do. Sorry for the wait)