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Michael Samuelle
Agent in the highly classified IIA's Section One
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Questrios City
a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by barney_fife
Personality
MINISTRY OF DEFENSE
Imperial Intelligence Agency
SPECIAL AGENT
NAME: Michael Samuelle
STATUS: Agent - Section One - Alive
ALIASES: None
AFFILIATION Imperial Intelligence Agency - Section One
ALIGNMENT: United Aschen Empire
DISPOSITION:Neutral
Equipment
Type 8A Prototype Silenced Disruptor Pistol with Flash-Bolt suppressor
Combat knife
Silenced Type 12C Pistol with explosive-grenade launcher.
History
Blank-faced, often emotionless and coldly efficient, Michael Samuelle is a former radical student activist whose protest group sparked the Sagittaron Riots after Zarek's bombing. Not long after being sent to prison, he is recruited into Section One and becomes one of their most successful and respected team leaders.
So begins...
Michael Samuelle's Story
Michael Samuelle simply stood there silently as he knew they were listening. "I know you men are doing your job... hopefully with a sensible minister and a reform of our government we can get back in the scheme of things. Our PR hasn't been so hot... but if you want to coordinate against Red Halo... options are open, don't listen to the ramblings of a paranoid Chairman and a mad doctor. LDA has determined the Coalition is not our enemy long ago. I have data and intel that LDA Agents have gathered... The Confederation isn't your enemy, most of them are paranoid.. I am unarmed.. if you'll meet me in the side alley we can exchange information." Michael wasn't stupid, he knew the room was bugged, which was given away by his silence on the matter, he would let Cain dig her own grave.
The setting changes from Gambit's Bar to Gambit's Hotel, 10th Floor
Michael Samuelle 's voice echoed. "Major Kusanagi is right." He said as he faded in from the shadows. "When the Confederation learns you have Drakus, they will want him... I wouldn't be surprised if they offered Raphael in exchange." He said, his voice plain and calm. "And remember, Amira Quatani... we are everywhere, and nowhere."
The setting changes from Gambit's Hotel, 10th Floor to Dead End
Michael Samuelle opened the door to the LDA Quonset, in the darkness and the shadows a figure emerged, clad in a trench and dark sunglasses. Stepping across the floor, he looked to the cages before him, clearing his throat he stood over the man. "State your name for me." He said flatly, officially, without emotion.
Michael Samuelle The man said nothing for a moment. "Excellent." He said before he turned. "Are you aware why you're here?" He asked, once more his voice was flat, robotic. "You are also aware of the charges pending against you?" He asked as he approached the edge of the crate, of course any attempt to reach through the bars was met with an electrocuting forcefield.
Michael Samuelle leaned forward and shook his head quietly. "Terrans like yourself should know when to keep their mouths shut, because in our society, disrespect will get your tongue cut out." Michael said, the lie told in all seriousness. Or was it a lie? Leaning back the figure would turn. knocking twice on the door as two armed LDA Agents walked in, in the center of their formation was a young man in gray colored robes.
Michael Samuelle smiled as he was turned away. "Aliens... what is an alien? That doesn't change the fact you're in a cage, and I am not." Suddenly metal scraping metal would be heard as Michael turned back around. Approaching the Cage he cocked his hand back, a shining knife in hand, bearing a greco design, he would hurl it towards the cage at Viktor, the knife struck the forcefield and landed on the floor. The man in the robes then spoke. "We will conduct Triad here."
Michael Samuelle made no effort to display amusement. "If you were one of ours, you would have been given that luxury. I promise the Judge here is impartial.. but go ahead.. we'll let you hire an attorney." Michael said as he held out his hand, an Agent handing him a book. "Here is the Dollar to Cubit conversion rate, and a list of Aschen lawyers willing to come to Terra." He was doing this mostly out of kindness.
Michael Samuelle Michael took the book and looked to the name. "Joseph Adama... a prominent Civil liberties lawyer.. I'll arrange his transportation." He said as he nodded and then walked with the men out of the building. Not ten minutes would pass before a rugged looking man, clad in an overcoat, tophat and suit would be seen entering, olive skinned, dark haired, a Tauron man. "I'd like some time alone with my client." he said as the LDA Agents walked out.
Joseph Adama nodded some and flipped throughhis book, the dark skinned man sized up his client. "You're not an Aschen national so the laws are very ambiguous. We'll first discuss my rate at two million. But I might at the very least get you a reduced sentence." He said as he went through the charges. "Impeding investigation, conspiracy to murder an LDA Agent... conspiracy to murder Government officials..." Adama tacked off. "First off let me get your side of what happened." Adama knew a mob case when he saw one, after all, he was the Ha'la'tha's lawyer.
Joseph Adama nodded, well you're both justified in this case, it's not the first time LDA Infringed on someone's civil liberties... much of the LDA's agents are racist.. I could pull the race card but you're not Tauron.. so it won't sit in courts... I might be able to get the threatening charge dropped.. but as far as interrupting her investigation there might not be much I can do, maybe get you a community service sentence.. but the goal here is for you not to see Hadante. Don't do anything foolish just lay low, the LDA's going to watch you after you're released because of the threats made."
Adama continued to flip through his book. "Your best bet is to keep your head down and stay quiet, we'll get you out of this... I can make arrangements with some people but it'll cost extra."
Adama continued to flip through his book. "Your best bet is to keep your head down and stay quiet, we'll get you out of this... I can make arrangements with some people but it'll cost extra."
Michael Samuelle In DC, under the cover of night, several black unmarked SUVs, each of them with Virginia plates would move through the streets of the nearly empty city. George, Operations and Michael all sat in the lead SUV, as it pulled up to the FBI Headquarters. In the rainy night the SUVs would all come to a stop, and the three agents would emerge from the darkness of their vehicles. Michael would flank George to the right, Paul to the left. Slowly and surely they approached the FBI Headquarters.
Michael Samuelle shook his head and then turned to face George, whom spoke up. "My name is George, that's all you need to know." He said flatly before he looked up to the building. "I'm here to speak to whomever is assigned to counter-terrorism." He said, Michael nodding as Paul spoke. "Time is of the essence, officer."
Michael Samuelle George was silent as he walked through towards the gate, Michael said nothing as he reached into his jacket and withdrew a simple ID that bore the LDA Logo, and only a name 'Jacque' was the only name on the ID, Both George and Paul used similar LDA IDs, bearing a codename, 'George' for the LDA Director, and 'Operations' for Paul.
The three agents remained silent as they made their way through the building, walking ominously and carefully, each of the men bearing black trenches and black sunglasses, their silhouettes noticeable and passive-aggressive. George would quietly step into the elevator. Waiting for the elevator to rise to the sixth floor. Tucked away in Michael's jacket pocket was a folder filled with photos, of Fatin being abused by Huxley and Thorne, amongst other tortures she was placed through. Michael knew they pertained to investigation.
The three LDA Agents said nothing as they examined the woman before them. Michael then reached into his jacket and withdrew the photos. "Here... there are pertaining to a case you're working on." Michael said plainly, slowly, clearly and literally. "What do you make of the presented photos?" Michael asked flatly.
"We.. apprehended her in an apartment." Michael said flatly as he looked to the photos. "What do you make of them, your opinion on the subject?" Michael asked as he took the photos. "Is there anyone else we can submit them too?"
Michael Samuelle paused a moment as he took in each inquiry. "You weren't briefed on the situation because o hte secretive and hasteful nature surrounding her apprehension." Michael explained as he looked to the photos. Some of them were lewd, displaying Thorne's and Huxley's blatant disregard of human rights. "She provided no information, we're still in the process of breaking her."
Michael Samuelle offered a nod as he withdrew another document and handed them to Natalie. Arrest papers and Triad papers that bore a large 'Waived' watermark upon them. "Here are other papers pertaining to the arrest." He said as he placed them on the table. "Is there anyone else assigned to this case I can speak with?" Michael asked.
Michael Samuelle nodded in response to the inquiry. "As a foreign detainee she has had her rights waved and revoked." He said as he inspected the documents. Class A Interrogation authorization forms. Interrogation Logs, and even internment documents placing Fatin at Whispering Mountain for the rest of her life.