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Dr. Walter Rivers, Marshall college

Masters in the Occult Sciences

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a character in “Operation SS Metal Dragon”, as played by WadeJackel

Description

The B A S I C S

FULL NAME: Dr. Walter Miller Rivers
NICKNAMES: Dr. Walter Rivers, Dr Walter Miller, Professor Walter Miller
DATE OF BIRTH: October 30th 1906
AGE: 43
GENDER: Male
CANON/ORIGINAL: Original (partly based on film and documentary maker Richard Stanley 'Dust Devil')
RACE: South African, Native American ancestry

HEIGHT: 6'0"
EYE COLOR: Brown
HAIR: Brown, slightly auburn. Longish for the 1940s
SKIN TONE: Medium complexion
TATTOOS/IDENTIFYING MARKS: Bullet wound, left shoulder
FACE USED:
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P E R S O N A L I T Y

TRAITS: Smokes too much, Irresponsible when it comes to his personal life, overly carefree, never checks his mail, trusting to fault, not particularly interested in the opinions that people have about his lifestyle.
LIKES: The Occult, Secret Societies (member of several), Archeology, adventure
DISLIKES: Nazi's, Prejudice, violence, ignorance, religious intolerance.
GENERAL: Intelligent and charismatic. Rye sense of humor.



Extra F A C T S

- Most always dressed in a Black trench coat, black cowboy styled hat.
- Wears a necklace made from the bullet which pierced his left shoulder. Shot by Niclas Elberich of Hitler's SS.
- An adventurer, who has little fear of the unknown, expresses a deep belief in arcane matters.
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H I S T O R Y

PLACE OF BIRTH: South Africa
HOMETOWN: Bethany
NOW LIVES IN: Recently moved back to South Africa
PARENTS: Sir. Morton Rivers (father, deceased), Angela Stanley 'maiden name' (mother, deceased)
SIBLINGS: None
PLACE OF EMPLOYMENT: Marshall College
FIELD: Archeology, Occult Sciences.

GENERAL: Born in South African Walter Rivers came to the United States when he was in his early 30s, due to his notoriety as a rather unusual kind of anthropologist, he quickly became head of the Occult sciences division at Marshall College.

Walter had first met Abigail McHugh in 1941 after one of his morning classes on Occult Sciences. First mistaken the young woman for a student, she was in fact a teacher of European, Medieval history, specializing in Grail Mythology. It was at this time that Walter had come into contact with a striking young woman by the name of Andrea Lexington, she a former student at Marshall college shared Walter's interest in the Ouija. Receiving a letter from a world reknowned scholar in New York state the three scholars flew off on their first adventure together, one which Andrea would never return alive from. After sharing this adventure Abigail and Walter drifted apart a bit, a separation, mostly due to overflowing case loads and other such teacherly obligations. Two years later in 1943 Walter traveled to Germany and France with his colleague and friend Abagail McHugh, the two of them sought the whereabouts of Indiana Jones (though they never found him), who had apparently disappeared near the Austrian-German boarder. Indiana, and subsequently Walter and Abagail, were looking a mythical item known as the 'Blackstone of Lucifer' in France. The Throne of Lucifer of which the Blackstone was part had been buried (with the use of Dynamite wielded by Walter) within the mountain beneath the Monsegur stronghold in southern France. This is where Walter was shot by Niclas Elberich. Niclas though dead (thought to have fallen off the mountain) survived.

Once back in the United States Walter took time off the recuperate, returning to his work at Marshall college a few months later. Then in 1944 Walter traveled to Ireland at the request of Abigail to join Indiana (rumored to be somewhere in Ireland) Abigail, and a young archaeologist named Bridget O'Maley, on a journey to retrieve three magical items which dated back to the very founding of the country, even though Walter didn't put much stock in myths concerning Fairies, he went along initially due to a sense of dedication and obligation to his friend Abigail, though in the end he became a believer. The fourth item had already been retrieved by the SS, under the command of Niclas Elberich. The four scholars were successful in stealing the last item (Sword of Fraegarthach) away from the Nazi's, though in the end the item was destroyed. Bridget had been shot and killed by Niclas, who was then chased by Walter. Indiana and Abigail drove away from the site, but Walter who was in pursuit of Niclas, vanished from the scene, not to be seen again for several years.

The third installment (a prequel), Dr. Walter Miller had been teaching at Marshall college for several years before Abigail McHugh joined the staff of the illustrious institute, home of the famous (some might say infamous) Dr. Henry Jones Jr. (Indiana Jones). The events of the third installment of the 4 part Indiana Jones RPG series, pits Walter and Abigail, with the help of a lovely young blond archaeologist named Andrea Lexington, against a mad scientist. Dr. Aldo Curry, head of the Danvers mental asylum in upstate New York had claimed to possesses the original Ouija board, which as it turned out was not what people had assumed, it was in fact a device, a device for communicating with the dead-A machine. The story takes place 2 years before the events in the previous installment, and so it introduces Walter and Abigail to each other for the first time.

After traveling to New York the three scholars discover that they had been tricked, the man who had written was in fact not Dr. Aldo Curry, but someone pretending to be him. After discovering the doctors remains and getting trapped within the mental hospital Andrea is killed when she falls out the third story window, the rope which she was using having been cut by some of the inmates. The imposture was killed by the Ouija device, only to be reanimated and possessed by the souls of the dead. An enterprising young Nazi agent named Gabriela had attempted to take the device for herself, in the end she was torn apart by the spirits which had infested the imposter's body. The device was taken back to Marshall college where it was stored in Walter's basement, never to be activated again. Her death took its toll on Walter and he would grieve over the loss of his friend and colleague for the rest of his days.

The latest, 4th, and final installment of the Indiana Jones RPG series introduces another arch enemy for Dr. Walter Miller and professor Abigail McHugh, this maniacal and disgusting man is named Gottberg Von Adalwolf, head of the torture squad of the SS. World War II was over, Hitler was dead, and the scum of the earth called the Nazi party was all but dead or imprisoned. Gottberg and Niclas Elberich both had an interest to discover the whereabouts of a sacred Nazi object-A flag. This being the legendary Blood Flag, an unholy relic which Hitler used to anoint every single Nazi flag that was made. The flag was said to be drenched in the blood of the sixteen Nazi party members that died in 1933 when Hitler first sought to take over Germany-The so-called 16 Martyrs.

The Blood Flag was also said to hold the power of bringing all the Nazi that died during the war back from the dead, thus creating an army of undead warriors, with the resurrected Adolf Hitler commanding his army of darkness. Walter and Abigail set out on another adventure together in an attempt to retrieve the flag before the Nazi have a chance to find it, Walter had known of its whereabouts for several months prior to his return to Marshall college, having been away for a year hunting down Niclas. The two scholars eventually meet young Gunter Hertz and his older cousin Albert Jurgenstern, both of whom have sorted pasts and affiliations with the Nazi party. Albert was a former Nazi soldier who got out when the killing of innocents such as the Jews first became known within the ranks. Gunter had deserted his position within one of Hitler's youth corps. Albert is shot and killed when the four protagonists attempt to escape in a Nazi army Jeep, Gunter is eventually kidnapped by Gottberg who takes him to where the body of Adolf Hitler is being hidden-His intention is to resurrect his master-The Fuhrer.

Gottberg's plans are thwarted by Walter and his friends, having torn the flag into several pieces. In the end Niclas Elberich had been killed, Abigail McHugh finally taking her revenge upon the man who had killed her parents back in Ireland. It is also revealed that Walter had in fact been killed nearly a year before3 but that after having a piece of the Blood Flag surgically implanted into his body (the flag must be kept at all times, if not its effects wear off and the person dies), Abigail too had been killed, but she had been holding a piece of the flag and so she was revived. Abigail now has a huge burden to bear, if she should loose the piece of fabric she will die, unfortunately Walter does not remember the procedure that the Nazi scientists had performed on him all those months ago. Abigail must now carry the Blood Flag on her person at all times, to relinquish it, is to die.

After the events of that last day Walter, Abigail, and Gunter gather around a large garbage can, which they had set up in the very same alleyway where Abigail was killed. Taking the two pieces of the Blood Flag and tossing it into the can, they light a match and toss it into the can, setting the flag ablaze. Hitler remains dead...

And so the story continues.......

So begins...

Dr. Walter Rivers, Marshall college's Story

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Character Portrait: Dr. Walter Rivers, Marshall college

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Pretoria University. Pretoria, South Africa. February, 1949

Walter had been back in his native country for the past few years, having secured a head position at the SAPR (South African Paranormal Research Institute), the founding members of the society had heard a great deal about Walter Miller and his exploits into paranormal phenomenon in relation to the Third Reich, quickly snatching him away from the mundane world of academia.

Upon his arrival at the institute Walter had learned that the committee had already offered the possession to his former colleague at Marshall college, the noted scholar and historian Abigail McHugh. Walter had also learned that Abigail, for reasons unknown, that she had turned down the appointment.

Walter considered himself fortunate that she had forsaken the offer , as it enabled him to return to his beloved South Africa, he would often start off subsequent lectures with an expression of his joy for having been reunited with his fellow countrymen.

On this particular day Walter was giving a lecture on the growing interest and influence of the myth of Atlantis upon the early 'New Age' movement.

"Hoe gelukkig dit maak my in staat te wees om met jou te praat in ons moedertaal Afrikaans.....And although I am very happy to have had the opportunity to teach in America at the prestigious Marshall college in Connecticut, it is especially poignant to me to have this even greater opportunity to lecture here. Let us now turn our attention to the legend of Atlantis, as it was introduced in Plato's dialog 'Timaeus' which is the very first time the fabled destroyed and sunken city was mentioned........."

Soon after this lecture Walter was making his way across university grounds to his small apartment across from the campus, but before Walter could plant his foot on the four-step concrete staircase outside his red brick residence he was accosted by a black suited man who had been waiting for him to return to his dwelling.

"Professor Miller, please. Do you have a moment." The voice was presumably that of a middle aged Russian male, with no inclination of the individuals true German ancestry that lay buried beneath the thick Slavic accent.

The crux of this man's questioning tone revolved around the current whereabouts of the professors colleague Abigail McHugh. Walter had no way of telling who this person was, and therefore no reason to question this individuals reasons for desiring to contact his friend. Walter and Abigail had not seen each other in over two years, though they had kept in contact through letters.

Frankly, their years of supernatural treasure hunting were long over, and as a direct result of this fact both Walter Miller and Abigail McHugh had mistakenly assumed that their involvement in such matters was no longer of interest to the Para-political underworld. It was in light of this unfortunate under-simplification of judgment that Walter informed the stranger as to Abigail's whereabouts.

The thought that he had endangered his colleague quickly faded as Walter focused on discovering the correct key for entering his home.

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Character Portrait: Charlotte Bergmann Character Portrait: Dr. Walter Rivers, Marshall college Character Portrait: Abegail McHugh

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Abegail had chosen not to go back to Marshal. She had turned down the offer for South Africa and despite her hearts longing did not return to Ireland. She desired a change of scenery and time to get used to her new....way of life.

Her hand found the piece of material, fingers clutching it. Abegail had taken the flag and made a few items from it. She had to have a piece of it on her at all times so in order to alleviate any fear of losing it Abegail had formed it into a few things. There was a piece in her pocket, a piece in a locket at her neck and a few other pieces she had hidden around her person.

She looked out across the water. The sun was bright and high. Abegail was hidden in the shade of an umbrella on the terrace of the villa in Spain she had rented. She had come to work on a few books and to get away from all things occult. Somehow the sun and beaches here seemed like they would help. As if they could keep the rest at bay.

She picked up her pen again and worked once more on her letter to Walter. The two had gone their seperate ways after Austria, though it pained Abegail slightly.

"...forty pages in before I realized that the man knew nothing about the subject of banshees. Imagine thinking that I wouldn't notice that it was pure shite."

Abegail chuckled to herself. The man's manuscript had been nothing but falsehoods and make up stories with nothing at all to do with Irish myths.

"I received an odd letter yesterday. From a woman. She wanted to interview us both for a book on the Bloodstone. All these years and someone is doing a book about it? What shall we tell her, that we buried it all under a mountain? I will send her a polite note with my regards and that I have no way of contacting you."


Abegail took a sip of her drink. Her eyes scanned the water again. The wind blew her loose aubun hair. She rarely pinned it up now.

"Walter, you really should come and visit. It is peaceful here. I understand you are working but it has been two years and it would be nice to see you again.

Yours,
Abegail"


She picked up the paper began to fold it. She slipped it in an envelope. A quick hand addressed it and followed it with a quick note to the woman declining to speak to her or divulge Walter's whereabouts due to work contraints.

She picked up both envelopes and exited the villa. Abegail walked the street, her basket for the market on one arm and her letters in her other hand. The wide hat kept the hot sun from her pale skin as she strolled between vendors booths.

Ducking into the post office she sent both letters off and head back into the street and into the market. As she shopped for some fruit the hair on the back of her neck began to stand up. Abegail stopped and stood straight. It had been a long time since she had felt the sensation of being watched but it was undeniable. Turning slowly her eyes scanned the crowd. She looked for shadows or alcoves but found nothing.

Her mouth was dry as she hurriedly finished up her shopping and walked quickly back home. The door was locked behind her and a glass was filled with whiskey to help calm her nerves.

It was three hours later the phone rang. Confused, Abegail answered it. Very few had the number here and even fewer of those people called.

A woman's voice, American with....a slight accent that Abegail couldn't place, "Hello, Miss McHugh? Apologies, Professor McHugh?"

Abegail hesitated, "Yes. May I ask who is calling and how you got this number?"

"Oh I am sorry. I am Charlotte Adams. I wrote to you about the book about the Bloodstone? I was wondering in addition to talking to you about it would you or preferably Dr Rivers be willing to assist in a new endeavour?"

Abegail barely contained her sigh and clenched teeth, "I replied to you today Miss Adams but this works just as easily although I am still unsure how you got my number here....I have no interest in a book on the bloodstone and both Dr River's and I have long since put our adventuring days behind us. I will not divulge his information as he is a very busy man. Thank you and I apologize for your trouble."

Abegail hung up the phone but a general unease fell over her. "Damn it."

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Character Portrait: Charlotte Bergmann Character Portrait: Dr. Walter Rivers, Marshall college Character Portrait: Abegail McHugh

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There was no difference of time between South Africa and Spain, thus enabling Abigail and Walter to converse at the same time of day, even though they were physically separated by vastly different locals. Walter had arrived home several hours ago, with only a single meeting to attend that day, the mid-afternoon hours were quickly vanishing from the skyline over Pretoria as the living room phone began to ring.

Water had been relaxing in his favorite chair ever since coming home, he had been fallen in and out of sleep for the last hour, only to be awoken by the double assault of a ringing phone and the sudden oncoming of knocking at his apartment door.

"Kak, Altyd wanneer I'm slaap." Walter cursed the phone and door that interrupted his desire for rest.

Walter reluctantly climbed from the warmth of his favorite recliner; it was far more imperative to answer the phone before making a dodge for the door, the person behind the wooden barrier could stand to wait, but the person on the phone might hang up if it were not answered with some urgency.

Walking over to the black, shiny phone Walter picked up the receiver and placed it against his ear and mouth. "Ja, dokter Miller hier."

Before the person on the end of the line could respond. "Een oomblik."

Walter asked the person to hold on for a second, he had assumed that the individual calling was doing so from some other part of South Africa, and as this was only logical he didn't think twice about speaking Afrikaans to the person calling.

Arriving at the door Walter reached out and turned the doorknob, pulling the door open but slightly he inquired as to who was there.

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Character Portrait: Charlotte Bergmann Character Portrait: Dr. Walter Rivers, Marshall college Character Portrait: Abegail McHugh

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Abegail jumped when she heard Walter's voice. She rolled her eyes. "Walter, it's...." She heard him say something and then the clunk of the receiver on a hard surface. "Really Walter...." Abegail huffed into the phone. Her foot began to tap impatiently as she waited for him to come back.

At the door, Charlotte stood and looked up at Walter. "Dr Miller?" Her large eyes looked into his, her sweetest smile accompanied her psuedo-American accent.

"I do hope I have the right place. I'm so very sorry if it isn't....I am looking for Dr. Walter Miller." Charlotte knew she had the right man but found this particular ploy always worked best when talking to a mark. She knew all she needed to know about him save where he was and Abegail's letters had given that away. Charlotte had been tracking them for a while and at first it still proved elusive. The contact with Abegail by phone and the letter Charlotte got in response were both of no help but the last letter Abegail had sent Charlotte was able to get before it left the post office in Spain.

Charlotte had gotten here has fast as she could.

On the phone Abegail grew impatient. "Walter, I donna care what yer doin' I need to talk to ye!"

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Character Portrait: Charlotte Bergmann Character Portrait: Dr. Walter Rivers, Marshall college Character Portrait: Abegail McHugh

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Walter was surprised to see the beautiful blond at his door with her charming smile and lovely American voice. "Yes, I am....huh." Walter tried to continue his introduction but was suddenly stopped by the realization that some was awaiting him on the phone. "Shoot, please hold on one moment." Walter said before dashing for the phone. "Yes, who is this?" When Walter picked the up the receiver for the second time he had answered it in English, mostly due to the fact that he had just been speaking in that language upon answering the knock from the feminine caller.

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Character Portrait: Charlotte Bergmann Character Portrait: Dr. Walter Rivers, Marshall college Character Portrait: Abegail McHugh

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Charlotte smiled more, her eyes lighting up. "Oh wonderful! Dr. Miller I would love just a few moments of your time if you could spare...."

She frowned as he darted away and began speaking. Charlotte ducked her head into the open door way. Her eyes took in the room and she quietly stepped up the last stair and entered Walter's home. Quietly, she closed the door behind her and stood patiently by the door.

Listening, Charlotte did her best to hear Walter's conversation.

Abegail, exasperated sighed into the phone, "Ye right ass. What is the meanin' of puttin' the phone down on me?" She hadn't realized how much Franklin's visit had shaken her but the tears forming in her eyes and the catching of her words in her throat made Abegail pause.

"Walter...Walter somethin'...something is going on." Abegail did her best to calm her self but there was still a waiver in her voice. "Are you free to talk? I need to ask you something."

Abegail's eyes darted over to the dossier that sat under her now shaking hand. "Damn it Abby, get a grip."

In the room Charlotte, bit her lip thinking. She needed Walter to focus on her. "Dr. Miller, I let myself in. I won't be in the way will I? I just figured while you were on the phone..." She smiled sweetly, her eyes large and innocent.

Abegail almost dropped the phone when she heard the female voice come from the receiver. She recognized it and it sent a chill up her spine. "How? Why? I told her not interested....oh no..."

Abegail grew insistent, "Walter, did you get my last letter? That woman...the one in your home? She has been pestering me about finding you. Something about the Bloodstone but look...Walter a man tracked me down. Said you told him about what happened with the flag and that you told him how to find me. Did you? I didn't tell that woman anything, I do not know how she found you but something is very wrong Walter."

She waited anxiously for Walter to respond, doing her very best not to become too angry or upset.

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Character Portrait: Charlotte Bergmann Character Portrait: Dr. Walter Rivers, Marshall college Character Portrait: Abegail McHugh

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There was definitely something wrong with Abigail, Walter could hear it in her voice, he certainly knew her well enough to know that it took quite a bit to get her acting the way she was now. Walter barely had enough time to respond to Abigail's first inquiry before she switch to a second in the matter of single breath.

It wasn't until she had mentioned the mysterious lady who had just entered his home that Walter finally got a chance to respond to Abigail's concerns. Walter could hear everything that the blond woman in the next room was saying but he felt the need to stick with Abigail on the phone.

Abby had mentioned something about a letter that he was suppose to have received from her, he tried hard to think but simply could not remember any letter about a woman or the Blackstone of Lucifer, at least nothing in the last few years.

"Abby, a letter? I haven't received anything from you since.....Christ, four months ago when you wrote me about that abstract painting that you've had your eye on."

Walter was totally confused about the conversation that he was having, the only thing that was making any sense was what she had said about the man who had approached him little over a week ago.

"Yes, I talked to him a bit. He gave me a file folder filled with information, it all checked out. Why? Is he bothering you?"

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Character Portrait: Charlotte Bergmann Character Portrait: Dr. Walter Rivers, Marshall college Character Portrait: Abegail McHugh

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Abegail almost dropped the phone. "Nothing? Nothing for months? But...I sent..." Her hands began to shake. Something was going on and had been in the works for months. Abegail did not know what it was but she knew it wasn't going to stand.

Charlotte sneered a little when she heard Walter say the name Abby into the phone. "Blasted woman."

Abegail shook her head, "You talked to him? Did you tell him where I was? Walter...he knows about the flag, that I need it. There is no way for him to know that unless someone told him. He said you told him, told him everything."

She was trying very hard to keep her composure but at that moment Abegail didn't know if she should be angry, scared or upset. The three warred inside of her.

Charlotte took two steps further into the house. "Dr. Miller, I really just have some questions that I would love to ask you. I won't take up too much of your time. Could we talk over lunch or maybe dinner tomorrow?" Her voice was raised in hopes of getting his attention away from the phone. If he spoke too long with Abegail he might learn that the Irishwoman had already attempted to get rid of her. Charlotte needed Walter to want to talk to her, to help her...

On the phone Abegail went quiet while she waited for Walter's answer. Her eyes darted around the room. "I need a drink...."

Her free hand left the dossier and reached for the nearby bottle of scotch on the desk. She reached a little further and found a glass. A healthy drink was poured out and half of it was swallowed immediately. Abegail sighed as the liquid burned her throat.

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Character Portrait: Charlotte Bergmann Character Portrait: Dr. Walter Rivers, Marshall college Character Portrait: Abegail McHugh

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Walter was beginning to sense that he had a made a terrible mistake by telling the man about Abigail and her condition. His intentions and heart were in the right place. He had been keeping an eye out for any kind of danger for the last few years, but never once did he find any evidence that either he or Abigail were being monitored.

He had even asked some of his friends in the government to do a little spying for him. Non of this turned up any results, but now it seems that he had been mistaken all along, and now he had to face the consequences.

"Yes Abby I told him about your problem, I thought he could help and all the information I got in regards to his identity and his past had checked out. Its been years and Ive never found any proof that we are under surveillance. I am truly sorry. Say the word and Ill catch the next flight out."

As Walter talked to Abigail on the phone he heard the lady in the next room ask him about dinner or something. The woman was worried that Abigail might tell Walter that she had already tried to contact him through Abigial and that she refused to give the strange woman any information regarding her colleagues whereabouts-If only Walter had been so diligent.

"Hold on a second."

Walter managed to get the words out to the blond standing in his living room as he conversed with his friend on the phone.

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Character Portrait: Charlotte Bergmann Character Portrait: Dr. Walter Rivers, Marshall college Character Portrait: Abegail McHugh

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Abegail went silent. it was like her heart stopped as Walter told her he had told the man about her...condition. She heard the woman's voice again and Walter telling her to hold on, although for a moment Abegail wasn't sure who it was meant for.

Charlotte scowled. She could hear Walter explaining that he didn't think they were under surveillance, that he had told someone about Abegail, that he would take a flight out if she so desired it. Charlotte couldn't have that.

She took a few more steps towards the other room. "Oh I can wait Dr Miller. I would love your company though."

Abegail took a slow breath in and then let it out while she took a large drink from her glass again. "Aye Walter. I am sure ye thought ye were helpin'."

Her fingers traced the dossier again. "I think we need to meet. Walter, I am scared. Somethin' is na right." She was angry for being so weak but she didn't want to face the man alone again and she wanted to talk to see Walter in person before he discussed anything with the woman.

"When can ye fly out?" Abegail's voice was quiet as she gave in to her fear and concern and asked Walter to meet her.

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Character Portrait: Charlotte Bergmann Character Portrait: Dr. Walter Rivers, Marshall college Character Portrait: Abegail McHugh

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Walter hadn't seen Abigail quite like this before, he could tell that she was very upset by what he had brought upon her, all without meaning to, of course. Still, the damage had been done and now Walter must make moves to correct his mistake.

"I can be there in the next 13 to 15 hours, allowing time for acquiring tickets and of course the flight itself." Walter hoped this would calm Abigial down and perhaps give her some relief from her worries. Now it was time to turn his attentions to the lady in the next room.

"Don't worry anymore, I ll be there soon. Goodbye Abby." Walter said his final words of reassurance to Abigail before hanging up the phone.

The fact is that Walter was so involved with solving Abigail's problem he had totally forgotten about her warning concerning the blond. "I am so very and truly sorry if it seemed I was ignoring you. Bit of a crisis."

Walter had picked up a pen and began writing a note to himself, at that exact moment a black clad male stranger entered Walter's home.

Charlotte had brought him in case the professor was already aware of her contacting Abigial and of the professors refusal. Charlotte was taking to long and so the officer was made suspicious, he had come into the building to see what was going on.

After Charlotte had whispered to him, the man hid behind the door leading to the kitchen to wait for Walter.

"I think I have to catch the next flight to Spain." Walter attempted too apologize as he walked back into the living room.

Before the professor could take three steps into the next room Walter was attacked from behind-Hit over the head with a heavy object. Walter fell to the floor unconscious, there would be no flight to Spain for him, at least not for several hours.

"Für diese Sinn machen, ich fürchte, ich muss Ihnen eine ähnliche Behandlung."

The disguised SS officer walked over to Charlotte pulling tightly on the black gloves which covered his clenched fist, as if to signify what needed to be done to solve this little problem.

Back in Spain another problem was about to be solved.

No sooner had Abigail set the phone down it began to ring. Picking it up she heard a mans voice.

"Dr Abigail Mchugh? I am an associate of Franklin Belmont. Dr Belmont is on his way to Germany, he has given me the task of informing you. He also said that the offer is still open to you. If you should change your mind, the tickets are in the folder, he says. Thank you Mrs Mchugh."

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Character Portrait: Charlotte Bergmann Character Portrait: Dr. Walter Rivers, Marshall college Character Portrait: Abegail McHugh

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Abegail sighed in relief, "Yes, thank you Walter....thank you."

He hung up the phone and Abegail did the same at her end. She sat for a moment, her head in her hands and just tried to breathe. Thoughts whirled in her head, things to do, things she knew and things she needed to find out but right now at least Walter would come and they could tackle it together.

Her hand wrapped around her glass and she took a drink. Swallowing, Abegail put her head back and let the scotch work its way down.
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Charlotte glanced as the man entered quietly. She whispered some details to him and remained where she stood while he hid. Her face was the mask of patience and sweetness as Walter came into the room apologizing. Her smile remained as the figure appeared behind the professor and knocked him unconcious.

Charlotte's smile fell away, "This was not supposed to go this way. That woman is a pain. He will be delayed from going to her but I need him to help me." She shook her head at his comment. "Let me think this out."

Her foot tapped the floor impatiently.
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The ringing of the phone made Abegail jump. She picked up the reciever immediately. "Hello?"

She had hope the voice would be Walter, confirming something or asking her another question. Abegail knew that woman was there and it made her stomach churn not knowing what was really going on or if Walter would be able to get rid of her quick enough.

Abegail shook her head and frowned. "I told your associate that I am not interested. I also do not appreciate him giving out my number to people I do not know. May I have your name?" She was barely holding her anger in check. She flipped open the folder. There was in fact airline tickets. "Too much...too many holes..."
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Charlotte looked at the man. "You will leave. You will take something...I do not care what. I will remain here. When he wakes I will fake unconciousness as if he and I were attacked and his home broken into. I will see if I can stall him even longer and convince him to forget the red-headed bitch and help me."

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Character Portrait: Charlotte Bergmann Character Portrait: Klaus Raimund (double agent) Character Portrait: Dr. Walter Rivers, Marshall college Character Portrait: Abegail McHugh

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The phone clicked and Abegail hung up her receiver. She began to pace the floor. She sat on her couch and it was here that she fell asleep. Eight hours later, stiff and chilled Abegail awoke. It was only a matter of time now before she would hear of Walter's arrival. Perhaps he'd call her for a ride from the airport. She smiled, feeling better then she had yesterday.

Bathing quickly, donning fresh clothes Abegail set about breakfast. Four hours later, the food and coffee sat cold and Abegail was worried again.

Her phone rang to life and Abegail jumped up to answer it.

"Hello?"

She eagerly awaited the sound of Walter's voice. Her stomach dropped when she heard Franklin's voice.

"May I ask why you are calling?"

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Charlotte propped Walter's head in her lap.

"Dr Miller, oh Dr Miller please wake up."

She did her best to sound concerned. Her fingers lightly tapped his cheek.

"Dr Miller, someone broke in...they knocked you out...please wake up."

She had rubbed her face, making it appear that she had been crying. Her make up lightly smeared, her cheeks red, her nylons had a run and she held her free hand to her head.

"They...I think it was just one person but I don't know...they pushed me down. I hit my head. They hit you with something. I do not know what they took." Charlotte sniffled as if about to cry again.

"Dr Miller please wake up..."

Her act hid her real intentions well. On the outside she was a pretty but frightened woman, inside a conniving and devious woman who needed Walter's help. She was not above using any tactic to get it.

She tapped his cheek lightly again. "Soft man...." she thought. Charlotte barely contianed her sneer. "Wake up already...."

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Character Portrait: Charlotte Bergmann Character Portrait: Klaus Raimund (double agent) Character Portrait: Dr. Walter Rivers, Marshall college Character Portrait: Abegail McHugh

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Abigail was now speaking to Klaus on the telephone, though the chameleon maintained his identity as that of Franklin Belmont, the charming and polite British antiquarian.

"Professor McHugh, I have received some rather disturbing news concerning your colleague and friend professor Walter Miller. One thing I had not yet divulge to you is the interest that certain other parties have in the mechanism which I seek, and which I had ask your assistance in retrieving. It seems that these same individuals have abducted Walter, several hours ago I received a communique and a photo image of the professor and his captors. They insist that you help me in locating the device and return it to them in exchange for your friend."

Franklin stopped his rather rushed revelation to listen for a reply from Abigail, receiving no response from Abigail hinted to the success of his lie.

"I promise you Professor McHugh, help me. We will retrieve the machine and bring it to them as ransom. And I am still certain that you may be healed by its use. This is a chance for you and Walter."

In an attempt to make his con complete Klaus had the actual photo and communication sent to Abigail.

"Within the next hour or two you will receive that same communique and photo image. We must save professor Miller."

There was nothing to do now but wait for Abigail's reply to his seemingly selfless offer of charity.

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Walter grumbled to consciousness, finding himself with his head resting on the soft, pale thigh of this stunningly attractive blond stranger. His first thought was not focused on the ringing pain in his head, but upon the possibility that such a blow and the pain issuing from it might be a small price to pay for waking up in such a position.

Walter's hair, which was of considerable length for that particular era was partially covering his features, clearing the strands from his face Walter acknowledged Charlotte's concerns.

"Oh I am fine." Trying to maintain his manhood.

".....I think, and you? Are you Okay!'

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Character Portrait: Charlotte Bergmann Character Portrait: Klaus Raimund (double agent) Character Portrait: Dr. Walter Rivers, Marshall college Character Portrait: Abegail McHugh

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Abigail was now speaking to Klaus on the telephone, though the chameleon maintained his identity as that of Franklin Belmont, the charming and polite British antiquarian.

"Professor McHugh, I have received some rather disturbing news concerning your colleague and friend professor Walter Miller. One thing I had not yet divulge to you is the interest that certain other parties have in the mechanism which I seek, and which I had ask your assistance in retrieving. It seems that these same individuals have abducted Walter, several hours ago I received a communique and a photo image of the professor and his captors. They insist that you help me in locating the device and return it to them in exchange for your friend."

Franklin stopped his rather rushed revelation to listen for a reply from Abigail, receiving no response from Abigail hinted to the success of his lie.

"I promise you Professor McHugh, help me. We will retrieve the machine and bring it to them as ransom. And I am still certain that you may be healed by its use. This is a chance for you and Walter."

In an attempt to make his con complete Klaus had the actual photo and communication sent to Abigail.

"Within the next hour or two you will receive that same communique and photo image. We must save professor Miller."

There was nothing to do now but wait for Abigail's reply to his seemingly selfless offer of charity.

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Walter grumbled to consciousness, finding himself with his head resting on the soft, pale thigh of this stunningly attractive blond stranger. His first thought was not focused on the ringing pain in his head, but upon the possibility that such a blow and the pain issuing from it might be a small price to pay for waking up in such a position.

Walter's hair, which was of considerable length for that particular era was partially covering his features, clearing the strands from his face Walter acknowledged Charlotte's concerns.

"Oh I am fine." Trying to maintain his manhood.

".....I think, and you? Are you Okay!'

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Character Portrait: Charlotte Bergmann Character Portrait: Klaus Raimund (double agent) Character Portrait: Dr. Walter Rivers, Marshall college Character Portrait: Abegail McHugh

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Abegail sat. She had no words, nothing to say for what Franklin had told her.

"Walter....abducted. But...." Abegail remained silent as the voice continued.

"Can I trust him? I have to help Walter." She shook her head as he assured her she could be helped by the device. She didn't care, she could live out the rest of her life with the Blood Flag, it was Walter she worried about more.

Abegail licked her lips, realizing just how dry her mouth was. "Mr. Franklin, I do not understand why they are contacting you. Yes you want the device but why abduct Walter and send the ransom to you? What connection you have to Walter other than talking to him about me I am failing to comprehend but I will help you. Not for you, not for me. Once I receive the photo and communication I will meet you at the cafe and we will discuss the next part of the plan. Understand something. I have no reason to trust you and if I think this is a fraud I will be going to the authorities."

Abegail clenched her hand. She began to form a list of things to pack in her head.
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Charlotte smiled sweetly down at Walter. She brushed his hair from his face. "Dr. Miller I am fine. They did not hurt me so much. A small bump to the head." She lightly brushed his cheek.

"Shall we get you up and set about finding what was taken?" Her eyes were wide, still red as if she had been crying.

Internally Charlotte was urging him up, to get moving, to stop slowing down her plan.

She brushed another piece of Walter's hair from his face. Her head tilted and she smiled again at him.

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Character Portrait: Charlotte Bergmann Character Portrait: Klaus Raimund (double agent) Character Portrait: Dr. Walter Rivers, Marshall college Character Portrait: Abegail McHugh

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Klaus had worked it all out prior to asking the switchboard operator to connect him to Abigail's residence in Galicia, Spain. Immediately after Abigail picked up the receiver Klaus, who had once again adopted his fake British accent, dove right into his prepared speech about the abduction of Walter Miller.

He could tell by her voice that Abigial was still hesitant about joining him on the expedition into occupied Germany. Abigail questioned him as to the reason why the abductors would contact him to negotiate Walter's release.

"It is actually very simple professor, someone must have informed them that you weren't too keen on my proposal. The simple fact is that they want the device for themselves."

Klaus thought he might fair better if he played on Abigail's vanity, knowing that she had much pride in securing such a lofty position and reputation in her field.

"I guess they are under the impression that I would fair better in my locating and securing of the device if I had someone of your caliber and position to assist me."

After receiving Abigail's acceptance to meet back at the same cafe where they had met the other day, he hung up the phone.

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"Right." Walter spoke in a ached voice as he tried to get to his feet.

Walter stumbled to the couch and sat down.

"So.....Hey I never asked you why you wanted to see me." Walter leaned back.

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Character Portrait: Charlotte Bergmann Character Portrait: Klaus Raimund (double agent) Character Portrait: Dr. Walter Rivers, Marshall college Character Portrait: Abegail McHugh

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Abegail frowned at the phone as Franklin hung up.

She immediately began pacing. She waited for the papers to arrive from Franklin, the whole time considering what to do about Walter.

Two hours later, when the messenger knocked on the door Abegail took the envelope, added it to the dossier and headed out to the cafe.

She arrived, took a seat at a table in the corner with her chair facing the door and opened the dossier. Abegail flipped through the papers once more and then took the newly arrived envelope. She opened it and immediately began looking it all over for signs of tampering.

The waitress came over and Abegail absentmindedly ordered a strong cup of coffee.

Fifteen minutes later a cup was placed on the table and Abegail's eyes were still on the papers and pictures.

"Should I go? I canna just let Walter be stuck...what if it is a trap? Walter would go after ye if he thought ye were in trouble..."

Abegail reached into her bag and touched the gun for reassurance. She'd hear Franklin out and she would go with him. She looked up at the door and waited for him to arrive.
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Charlotte stood once Walter extracted himself from her lap. She brushed her skirt off and walked over to where Walter sat.

"Well wouldn't you like to get this whole robbery and assault taken care of first? If not then I would be happy to tell you why I came looking for the great Dr Rivers. I am working on some research that I could use your expertise on. That is if the subject matter interests you. I don't suppose you have heard of dragon's teeth?"

Charlotte looked coyly at Walter, her lashes batting a little in hopes of drawing him in. She reached out and touched his hand.

"Of course this can wait Dr Rivers until you are feeling better and this is all taken care of." She reached up and touched her head gently. "I should get some ice I think." She made her tone a little sad and pained. Charlotte intended to get his sympathy and to keep his attention.

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Character Portrait: Charlotte Bergmann Character Portrait: Klaus Raimund (double agent) Character Portrait: Dr. Walter Rivers, Marshall college Character Portrait: Abegail McHugh

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Abigail didn't have to wait long before Franklin arrived at the secluded and trendy cafe, Franklin came over to the table where Abigail had sat, pulling out a chair for himself. Even before he had taken a seat he started to fill his brunch date in on what was going on with Walter.

"I know that you are having a hard time trusting me, I don't blame you considering all you've been through in the last few years, during your many adventures. In fact, as I already stated, that is precisely the reason why I sought you out."

Finally Franklin sat in his chair, placing the folder he was carrying on the table. "Here is the simply truth." Opening the folder to reveal a stack of papers, much like the ones contained in the dossier Abigail had in her possession.

"We are in grave danger, there is a chance that we will be seeing another world wide war in our lifetime."

Turning over several pages he continued.

"One day from this very hour, the machine mentioned in that dossier, will be crated and boarded onto a plane headed for for East Germany. I'm sure you know about the Russian cutting off all supplies going into the occupied section of Germany? Well, our boys....along with some American chaps have been flying missions in and out of the occupied zone. The item which we seek is being hidden about one of these flights. In short, we must prevent the Russians from getting their hands on what could possible the most destructive force ever conceived in war, a veritable army of Metal warriors. Forces which will sweep across the lands of our failure country and eventually the world."

Klaus lowered his head as if he was truly upset, this of course was mere pretense.

Exhaling. "We need to get that device for our side...at least that was the plan. Now that professor Miller has vanished we need the machine for him. His life depends on us securing it, we must not fail Walter."

Klaus hoped that last sentence would clinch the deal, hoping it had sufficiently pulled on Abigail's heartstrings.

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Walter's eyes and mind went wide. "Dragon's Teeth!!"

Forgetting everything but those two words.

"To hell with a few stolen trinkets, tell me everything." She definitely had Walters attention.

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Character Portrait: Charlotte Bergmann Character Portrait: Klaus Raimund (double agent) Character Portrait: Dr. Walter Rivers, Marshall college Character Portrait: Abegail McHugh

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Abegail's shoulders slumped a little. The last war had not been over that long, the prospect of another was disheartening. her eyes flashed and her head snapped up as Franklin mentioned Walter and that his life was hanging in the balance.

"Know that I do not trust you. Too much has happened for me to trust anyone fully, especially when they tell me that they know things about my life that they should not know."

She sat back in her chair. "I will go with you. First sign that something isn't as you say and I will be in contact with the authorities." She took a drink of her coffee.

"I will go home and pack. I will meet you at the airport in twenty five minutes."

Downing the last of her coffee, Abegail stood, the dossier under her arm and left the cafe.

Once home she packed a small suitcase, a new briefcase and some notebooks and other books. Sliding the dossier inside her briefcase, Abegail sighed. "Walter, what kind of trouble are we in now?" She talked to the walls. One last check ensured she had her numerous pieces of the Blood Flag, that which was keeping her alive and then she headed out the door.

A cab took her to the airport where she arrived twenty minutes after she had left the cafe. Her hat, coat and gloves on, Abegail stood with her ticket in hand and calmly waited for Franklin to appear. The gun rested in her briefcase as well. Not her typical accessory, Abegail felt it prudent to bring it.
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Charlotte's eyes twinkled and she moved closer to Walter.

"You know of them? Oh, I am silly, of course the great Dr Rivers knows of dragon's teeth."

She reached out and touched his hand, giving him a coy smile. "What if I said I was trying to find them? What if I told you that I had pinpointed a location and with your help we could find and retrieve them? What if I said that we could stop others from hunting them down first?"

Charlotte batted her eyes, "Would you be interested Dr Rivers? In working with me? In finding them?"

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Character Portrait: Charlotte Bergmann Character Portrait: Klaus Raimund (double agent) Character Portrait: Dr. Walter Rivers, Marshall college Character Portrait: Abegail McHugh

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It was 45 minutes later when Klaus Raimund, in his British disguise, showed up at the airport to meet Abigail, who had already standing near the boarding line. Franklin stepped up beside Abigail.

"I have arrived Professor McHugh, all is ready on the other end. There is an air force base just out side of the occupied zone, it is from there that the flights in and out of Berlin originate. I have already acquired the proper permissions from my contact at the British embassy which will allow us to board one of the planes. He has informed me that we must find our own way of taking the device off of that plane, and we only have one hour to accomplish it."

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Walter was ecstatic, he couldn't believe what he was hearing. The legend of Dragon Teeth a=had been a life long interest of his, perhaps it was all those years reading high fantasy or his childhood interest in the folklore of dragons.

"I'd be willing to go anywhere, what do you have in mind. Do you know where to start looking?" Walter said to the blond with a strong sense of joy in his voice.

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Character Portrait: Charlotte Bergmann Character Portrait: Klaus Raimund (double agent) Character Portrait: Dr. Walter Rivers, Marshall college Character Portrait: Abegail McHugh

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Abegail grew impatient waiting for Franklin. By the time he arrived she was ready to leave. The line for boarding was moving and she contemplated stepping out of it numerous times.

She was silent as he assured her everything was ready on the other end of things. She nodded, "Whatever it takes." She stood with him, following mechanically as she lost herself in thought.

"One hour to get the device off the plane, one hour to get it before it is too late." Abegail glanced up at Klaus wondering just how much she could trust him to help her accomplish this and save her friend. She was comforted by the thought of the gun. Her first goal was to go over all the paper work again that Franklin had given her. She needed to pinpoint exactly what the device looked like and how feesible it was going to be for them to move it. Not only that but what it might be stored in or hidden in.
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Charlotte smiled. Walter was completely focused on her now, having forgotten Professor McHugh. It was better than she had hoped as she saw his excitement grow.

"Anywhere? Well, Dr Rivers that is wonderful to hear. You won't mind working with me?" Her eyes glanced away from him shyly.

"I happen to be doing research for my doctoral thesis on myths of Greece. You see the dragon's teeth are particularily interesting." Most of her words were a fabrication. Charlotte had been doing research yes, but not for a thesis and not on Greece itself. Her focus had been on obtaining the teeth for her employer. They intended to use the warriors that the teeth were famed to produce to start the war up again.

"I seem to have traced them to a location in Easter Bulgaria. Apparently they were moved there. A monestary had them for a while it was rumoured and now they seem to be under guard. Not entirely sure by who and that is why I need you. To help me locate and extract them for further study."

She placed her hand on Walter's knee, slid a bit closer. "Are you interested?" She looked at him from under heavy eyelids, hoping to appeal to both his sense of adventure and his possible interest in her as a woman.

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Character Portrait: Charlotte Bergmann Character Portrait: Klaus Raimund (double agent) Character Portrait: Dr. Walter Rivers, Marshall college Character Portrait: Abegail McHugh

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A few minutes later Franklin and Abigail had boarded the DC-4, formerly a cargo transport during the war, now decommissioned and in use as a commercial flyer. There wasn't much luxury aboard the plane, but it suited their needs and possessed the necessities of successful flight and landing-Wings, wheels and the like.

The 2 hour 20 minutes of flight from Spain to Germany gave the unlikely couple ample time to discus their plan further. Upon first entering the plane Abigail waited for Franklin as he talked via the radio transceiver to his supposed colleague in Germany, this Klaus hoped would lend more credibility to his intricate scam.

Once in their seats Franklin related those details which Abigail was partially prevented from hearing, she had been standing outside the cockpit and in a particularly noisy part of the rattling airplane.

Franklin laid out the general plan.

"Well, everything is settled and waiting. My friend, who is head of security at Heidelberg Air Force Base has insured me that he will do everything he can to keep the plane on the runway for one hour. He will provide some type of distraction which should delay the flight long enough for us to do our part. Once we get there he will escort us to the runway, there we will secure a forklift and removed the prize."

Franklin looked around the aircraft before leaning closer to Abigail so that only she may hear the last bit of plan.

"We will simply wait in one of the hangers until night, then its simply a matter of reserving the next flight out. We will load the device into the plane and be off within minutes."

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At that moment Walter couldn't make up his mind as to which was more exciting, the thought of adventuring for Dragon's teeth or the hand of a gorgeous dame resting on his upper thigh.

"Ive always wanted to visit Bulgaria." Walter said as he placed his hand over and upon hers.

Walter's enthusiasm did much to cover his true thoughts of concern and suspicion. He had suddenly remembered the few words Abigail said about an important letter that he was meant to receive.

Walter had added to this the troubled demeanor of Abigail's voice over the phone, both of the aspects were wearing heavily on his mind.

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Character Portrait: Charlotte Bergmann Character Portrait: Klaus Raimund (double agent) Character Portrait: Dr. Walter Rivers, Marshall college Character Portrait: Abegail McHugh

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Abegail leaned close to Franklin, listening to all he had to say. The plan sounded feesible she just wished she knew him better, trusted him more. If this was Walter's plan she wouldn't think twice. In fact it had more thought and planning than one of Walter's plans. He tended to work off the cuff. Abegail couldn't help but smile at the thought of her friend and their adventures. Their spontanaety seemed to compliment each other. She wondered how Franklin would act if she changed the plan on the fly.

For now she was mildly content to go along with things.

"I do not understand what you need more for exactly. You seem to have many contacts. My presence does not sound like it will help or hinder you. I am going if it means getting Walter back but I am still unsure as to my part."

Abegail couldn't help but feel that staying in the hangar overnight would not be as easy as Franklin made it sound. "Tell me, is there night security for us to worry about at the hangar?"
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Charlotte blushed and smiled as Walter placed his hand on hers. "Perfect..." All of her plans were falling into place.

"I can have us set up on a plane for Bulgaria in less than an hour. May I use your phone Dr Rivers?"

She did not take her hand from under his, instead playing coy and staring at him. "I look forward to this trip and working with you. I have studied your work extensively." Charlotte leaned in a bit more towards Walter.

"Phone...I should make arrangements for us. I can't tell you how happy I am."

Charlotte paused, scrutinizing Walter for signs of changing his mind. She wanted to ensure his entire focus was her and the dragon's teeth. She left her hand on his leg and with her other crossed his body to touch the back of Walter's head. The move put their faces very close together. Her fingers traced into his hair. "How is your head?"

Charlotte locked eyes with him, her slender fingers tracing the bump on his head lightly.

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Character Portrait: Charlotte Bergmann Character Portrait: Klaus Raimund (double agent) Character Portrait: Dr. Walter Rivers, Marshall college Character Portrait: Abegail McHugh

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"Well frankly professor, I didn't think it would be so easy, I thought we would be forced to venture into the occupied zone to retrieve the device, but since all the drama with Walter happened."

Klaus made it a point to call the professor by his first name, in order to give a sense that he was familiar with Walter on a personal level. These were just some of the tricks of the trade, so to speak, for individuals like Klaus who live their entire lives in deceit and deception.

"Walter's professional notoriety opened many doors when it came to making certain arrangements." Klaus continued.

Franklin and Abigail had talked about the device at great length during the flight. He had told her about the healing capacity of the machine, describing it as a kind of Positive pressure intubation device.

The healing factor of the armor suit is meant to repair any damage inflicted upon the wearer during battle, in order to keep that soldier in sufficient condition to carry on in battle for an extended period.

The plane was now only minutes from landing at the base, the two passengers had begone gathering their things in preparation to disembark.

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Walter felt a little uncomfortable as he sat in close proximity to the strong willed blond, though he had managed to suppress this unease, the intimacy of the moment did a lot to smooth over the anxiety.

"Oh my head?, a lot better thank you." Walter replied in answer to her concern.

"Sure! The phone is all yours. Take your time, I need to pack anyway."

Walter surprised Charlotte a little when he removed himself from her advances and went into his room to pack a light-travel case.