Harv and Vera's Mexico Vacation - Page 7

ShortNCuddlyAm · 01-12-2009, 03:54 PM

Vivvie

zelda_pinwheel · 01-12-2009, 04:02 PM

"Yeah, and it's almost like you can hear. Amazingly life-like for a petrified head, I must say."

pshrynk · 01-13-2009, 05:07 PM

The taxi driver downshifted and floored it, swinging around the corner into the barrios. He weaved in and out of the foot traffic like a snake on metamucil. Sliding to a halt in front of a decrepit little cantina, he jumped out and ran inside.

"It's me, Juan!" he cried out.

"Juan who?" came the reply.

"How should I know your name? We were just introduced."

"Enter." As the cabbie walked by the bartender, he saw him put a sawed off shotgun away under the cash register. He went through the curtained doorway and into a darkened room. A shape lurked in the corner that he could not make out.

"Well?"

"Senor! The American has been secured."

"Was there any problem?"

"No. She was somewhat reluctant to cooperate, but we were able to be quite persuasive. She calmed down quickly when we introduced her to our little friend."

"Excellent! Have the barman pay you for your expenses on the way out."

The cabbie hastily exited the room. He had heard rumors about what happened to people who lingered there.

zelda_pinwheel · 01-13-2009, 05:13 PM

a mysterious shape in the corner !! i won't even dare speculate as to what that could be...

badgoodDeb · 01-13-2009, 05:42 PM

.... and which little friend was she introduced too??? The tension mounts.

GeoffC · 01-14-2009, 10:58 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by badgoodDeb

.... and which little friend was she introduced too??? The tension mounts.

as tight as an unwound pocket watch .... or ...

as the foot exclaimed to the suspender ....

pshrynk · 01-14-2009, 03:46 PM

They walked into Rick's Cafe Americain, side by side. Rick, standing by the piano player, gave them the usual greeting, "I don't want trouble makers in my bar! You two get out! Hello, Colonel! Your usual table?"

"He always makes me feel so welcome," came the voice from near the floor. Vivaldi walked past the piano, hiked his leg briefly, and then settled down in his doggie bed at the back. He ordered a plate of bacon and a beer, putting it on Adrian's tab.

Harv and Biggles went to a small table in the back of the room. Ordering drinks and trying to get a tab started, then refused, they sat in an awkward silence.

"So, Lt Colonel, what was it you wanted to speak with me about?" HArv finally broke the silence.

"Erm... Well, the thing is... You see... It's a matter of some delicacy."

"Shouldn't you be seeing Dr Montsnmags about that? I hear that he has some... unique approaches to that sort of thing. For an extra ten bucks or so, he won't even tell your wife."

"Not that sort of delicacy!" Biggles looked, if possible, more embarrassed. "No, it's about Vera. Again."

Harv sighed and looked up at the ceiling. "What sort of problems has she fallen into, this time?"

"I'm not sure. You see, it has to do with her job..."

"You mean as a spy?"

"SHHH!" Several people seated around them turned to look at Biggles as he nearly fell off his chair. "Good, Lord, man! Have you not any ability to be subtle?"

"Pretty much no, actually. What's going on?"

"Well, I'm not supposed to be telling you this and her office claims that they have everything in hand. But without her there to ride herd on them, I can't really trust that they will not make a foul hash of the whole thing.

"You see, she's disappeared. Again. Erm."

"Any clues as to where, this time?"

"Well, there's the mercy, at least. We know exactly where she was headed. Mexico city."

A fight broke out in the back of the room where two sailors discovered that they had been insulting each other for the last five minutes. As the MPs would later find out, neither had actually said anything. Only Harv noticed the small grey dog jumping up to their table and drinking their beers in the confusion.

"Mexico City? Why on earth would she be going there other than to buy Talavera pottery?"

"It's that Miyatake woman."

A cold dread settled on Harv's heart.

badgoodDeb · 01-14-2009, 06:11 PM

Dum, da dum dum.....

Hope Vera brings home some nice pottery too. It's always useful to have something you can smash when you are mad. [rem to self: try that sometime]

zelda_pinwheel · 01-14-2009, 06:24 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by pshrynk

A fight broke out in the back of the room where two sailors discovered that they had been insulting each other for the last five minutes. As the MPs would later find out, neither had actually said anything. Only Harv noticed the small grey dog jumping up to their table and drinking their beers in the confusion.

trust vr never to lose sight of the goal...

it sounds like harv is going to need the help of hugo and lefty to rescue vera again. where did they disappear to, by the way ?

Patricia · 01-15-2009, 12:12 AM

As as aside, Vera also needs rescuing in my latest book upload: The Mysterious Three by William Le Queux.

She goes missing. Can her beloved Dick find her?
“But where was Vera? Ah! I felt beside myself in anxiety—a breathless, burning longing, to know how fared the one woman in all the world who held me in her hands for life, or for death.
She loved me, truly and well—of that I was convinced. And yet she existed in that mysterious hateful bondage—a bondage which, alas! she dared not attempt to break.
What could be the truth? Why were her lips closed?—Aye, why indeed? I dreaded to think.”

zelda_pinwheel · 01-15-2009, 07:53 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Patricia

As as aside, Vera also needs rescuing in my latest book upload: The Mysterious Three by William Le Queux.

She goes missing. Can her beloved Dick find her?
“But where was Vera? Ah! I felt beside myself in anxiety—a breathless, burning longing, to know how fared the one woman in all the world who held me in her hands for life, or for death.
She loved me, truly and well—of that I was convinced. And yet she existed in that mysterious hateful bondage—a bondage which, alas! she dared not attempt to break.
What could be the truth? Why were her lips closed?—Aye, why indeed? I dreaded to think.”

that woman just can't stay out of trouble, apparently.

/me goes to download The Mysterious Three.

DixieGal · 01-15-2009, 03:58 PM

OK, I'm caught up now. Proceed.

badgoodDeb · 01-15-2009, 04:11 PM

Wow, Dixie -- you must be having a sunny happy day today! That avatar practically radiates happiness and love out at us! Very pretty.

pshrynk · 01-16-2009, 01:40 PM

A Faceless Bureaucrat walked down the hallway of the Canal Zone offices of the OIS, her heels clicking sharply. In her hand, she carried a sheet of yellow paper. She entered a small room at the end of the corridor, where Yet Another Faceless Bureaucrat sat behind the desk.

Looking up, he said, "Yes? I can't remeber your name, but you look familiar."

"That's because we all wear the same non-uniform uniforms. I just got this from Western Union."

"The small college in Northwest Iowa?"

"No, the telegraph office. It's from Mexico City."

"Am I supposed to know anything about that?"

"We have Naval Operations going on in the Sea of Cortez and our Station Chief went there last week."

"Talavera pottery?"

"Among other things. Look at this." She dropped the telegram on the desk.

Yet Another Faceless Bureaucrat looked at it with growing agitation. "I can't read this! It doesn't make any sense!"

Faceless Bureacrat reached over and turned the telegram right side up.

"Oh! That's better! OH MY GOD!"

"Exactly. We need to do something."

"We need to get this to the Station Chief. Right away!"

Faceless Bureaucrat looked up at the ceiling for the length of time it takes to count to ten there or four times. "Considering that it has to do with the place that our Section Chief is at the moment and also to do with why she may have not reported in for three days, don't you suppose that waiting for her to get back might not be a bit of a problem?"

Yet Another Faceless Bureaucrat sat, looking stumped for a good long time. "You... suppose... we should do something about it ourselves?" he finally asked, panic creeping into the edges of his voice.

"What an excellent idea!" said Faceless Bureaucrat. "No wonder they made you Paperclip Inventory Subsection Head!"

"But what? Do we have anyone on the ground who can deal with this?"

"As a mater of fact, we do. He's generally a European Asset, but he happens to be on holiday in Mexico city, right now." She opened up a file and handed it to Yet Another Faceless Bureaucrat.

"Eeeeewwwww! What kind of face is that?"

"He's Swedish. I sent an encrypted message to him to get on the case..."

nekokami · 01-16-2009, 05:08 PM

These Faceless Bureaucrats remind me slightly of Pratchett's "Auditors...."

Hopefully the "little friend" is not the squid. I really don't need another of those off-hours collect calls.

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zelda_pinwheel zeldinha zippy zeldissima Posts: 27,827 Karma: 921169 Join Date: Dec 2007 Location: Paris, France Device: eb1150 & is that a nook in her pocket, or she just happy to see you?	"Yeah, and it's almost like you can hear. Amazingly life-like for a petrified head, I must say."

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pshrynk Beepbeep n beebeep, yeah! Posts: 11,726 Karma: 8255450 Join Date: Apr 2008 Location: La Crosse, Wisconsin, aka America's IceBox Device: iThingie, KmkII, I miss Zelda!	The taxi driver downshifted and floored it, swinging around the corner into the barrios. He weaved in and out of the foot traffic like a snake on metamucil. Sliding to a halt in front of a decrepit little cantina, he jumped out and ran inside. "It's me, Juan!" he cried out. "Juan who?" came the reply. "How should I know your name? We were just introduced." "Enter." As the cabbie walked by the bartender, he saw him put a sawed off shotgun away under the cash register. He went through the curtained doorway and into a darkened room. A shape lurked in the corner that he could not make out. "Well?" "Senor! The American has been secured." "Was there any problem?" "No. She was somewhat reluctant to cooperate, but we were able to be quite persuasive. She calmed down quickly when we introduced her to our little friend." "Excellent! Have the barman pay you for your expenses on the way out." The cabbie hastily exited the room. He had heard rumors about what happened to people who lingered there.

01-13-2009, 05:13 PM	#94
zelda_pinwheel zeldinha zippy zeldissima Posts: 27,827 Karma: 921169 Join Date: Dec 2007 Location: Paris, France Device: eb1150 & is that a nook in her pocket, or she just happy to see you?	a mysterious shape in the corner !! i won't even dare speculate as to what that could be...

01-13-2009, 05:42 PM	#95
badgoodDeb Grand Sorcerer Posts: 8,550 Karma: 64462893 Join Date: Jan 2008 Location: Harrisburg outskirts Device: Palms, K1-4s, iPads, iPhones, KV, KO1	.... and which little friend was she introduced too??? The tension mounts.

01-14-2009, 03:46 PM	#97
pshrynk Beepbeep n beebeep, yeah! Posts: 11,726 Karma: 8255450 Join Date: Apr 2008 Location: La Crosse, Wisconsin, aka America's IceBox Device: iThingie, KmkII, I miss Zelda!	They walked into Rick's Cafe Americain, side by side. Rick, standing by the piano player, gave them the usual greeting, "I don't want trouble makers in my bar! You two get out! Hello, Colonel! Your usual table?" "He always makes me feel so welcome," came the voice from near the floor. Vivaldi walked past the piano, hiked his leg briefly, and then settled down in his doggie bed at the back. He ordered a plate of bacon and a beer, putting it on Adrian's tab. Harv and Biggles went to a small table in the back of the room. Ordering drinks and trying to get a tab started, then refused, they sat in an awkward silence. "So, Lt Colonel, what was it you wanted to speak with me about?" HArv finally broke the silence. "Erm... Well, the thing is... You see... It's a matter of some delicacy." "Shouldn't you be seeing Dr Montsnmags about that? I hear that he has some... unique approaches to that sort of thing. For an extra ten bucks or so, he won't even tell your wife." "Not that sort of delicacy!" Biggles looked, if possible, more embarrassed. "No, it's about Vera. Again." Harv sighed and looked up at the ceiling. "What sort of problems has she fallen into, this time?" "I'm not sure. You see, it has to do with her job..." "You mean as a spy?" "SHHH!" Several people seated around them turned to look at Biggles as he nearly fell off his chair. "Good, Lord, man! Have you not any ability to be subtle?" "Pretty much no, actually. What's going on?" "Well, I'm not supposed to be telling you this and her office claims that they have everything in hand. But without her there to ride herd on them, I can't really trust that they will not make a foul hash of the whole thing. "You see, she's disappeared. Again. Erm." "Any clues as to where, this time?" "Well, there's the mercy, at least. We know exactly where she was headed. Mexico city." A fight broke out in the back of the room where two sailors discovered that they had been insulting each other for the last five minutes. As the MPs would later find out, neither had actually said anything. Only Harv noticed the small grey dog jumping up to their table and drinking their beers in the confusion. "Mexico City? Why on earth would she be going there other than to buy Talavera pottery?" "It's that Miyatake woman." A cold dread settled on Harv's heart.

01-14-2009, 06:11 PM	#98
badgoodDeb Grand Sorcerer Posts: 8,550 Karma: 64462893 Join Date: Jan 2008 Location: Harrisburg outskirts Device: Palms, K1-4s, iPads, iPhones, KV, KO1	Dum, da dum dum..... Hope Vera brings home some nice pottery too. It's always useful to have something you can smash when you are mad. [rem to self: try that sometime]

01-15-2009, 12:12 AM	#100
Patricia Reader Posts: 11,504 Karma: 8720163 Join Date: May 2007 Location: South Wales, UK Device: Sony PRS-500, PRS-505, Asus EEEpc 4G	As as aside, Vera also needs rescuing in my latest book upload: The Mysterious Three by William Le Queux. She goes missing. Can her beloved Dick find her? “But where was Vera? Ah! I felt beside myself in anxiety—a breathless, burning longing, to know how fared the one woman in all the world who held me in her hands for life, or for death. She loved me, truly and well—of that I was convinced. And yet she existed in that mysterious hateful bondage—a bondage which, alas! she dared not attempt to break. What could be the truth? Why were her lips closed?—Aye, why indeed? I dreaded to think.”

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01-16-2009, 01:40 PM	#104
pshrynk Beepbeep n beebeep, yeah! Posts: 11,726 Karma: 8255450 Join Date: Apr 2008 Location: La Crosse, Wisconsin, aka America's IceBox Device: iThingie, KmkII, I miss Zelda!	A Faceless Bureaucrat walked down the hallway of the Canal Zone offices of the OIS, her heels clicking sharply. In her hand, she carried a sheet of yellow paper. She entered a small room at the end of the corridor, where Yet Another Faceless Bureaucrat sat behind the desk. Looking up, he said, "Yes? I can't remeber your name, but you look familiar." "That's because we all wear the same non-uniform uniforms. I just got this from Western Union." "The small college in Northwest Iowa?" "No, the telegraph office. It's from Mexico City." "Am I supposed to know anything about that?" "We have Naval Operations going on in the Sea of Cortez and our Station Chief went there last week." "Talavera pottery?" "Among other things. Look at this." She dropped the telegram on the desk. Yet Another Faceless Bureaucrat looked at it with growing agitation. "I can't read this! It doesn't make any sense!" Faceless Bureacrat reached over and turned the telegram right side up. "Oh! That's better! OH MY GOD!" "Exactly. We need to do something." "We need to get this to the Station Chief. Right away!" Faceless Bureaucrat looked up at the ceiling for the length of time it takes to count to ten there or four times. "Considering that it has to do with the place that our Section Chief is at the moment and also to do with why she may have not reported in for three days, don't you suppose that waiting for her to get back might not be a bit of a problem?" Yet Another Faceless Bureaucrat sat, looking stumped for a good long time. "You... suppose... we should do something about it ourselves?" he finally asked, panic creeping into the edges of his voice. "What an excellent idea!" said Faceless Bureaucrat. "No wonder they made you Paperclip Inventory Subsection Head!" "But what? Do we have anyone on the ground who can deal with this?" "As a mater of fact, we do. He's generally a European Asset, but he happens to be on holiday in Mexico city, right now." She opened up a file and handed it to Yet Another Faceless Bureaucrat. "Eeeeewwwww! What kind of face is that?" "He's Swedish. I sent an encrypted message to him to get on the case..."

01-16-2009, 05:08 PM	#105
nekokami fruminous edugeek Posts: 6,745 Karma: 551260 Join Date: Oct 2006 Location: Northeast US Device: iPad, eBw 1150	These Faceless Bureaucrats remind me slightly of Pratchett's "Auditors...." Hopefully the "little friend" is not the squid. I really don't need another of those off-hours collect calls.