Missiles & Magic

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Missiles & Magic

...because 'Sword & Sorcery' just won't cut it anymore, and there is no kill like overkill.

Svět je plný magie pro ty, kteří ji chtějí vidět.
Naštěstí pro nás jejich počet není příliš vysoký.
Naší prací je znát magii ve všech jejích podobách a formách.
Vyhledáváme ji, chráníme ji, usměrňujeme ji a nedovolíme jí padnout do špatných rukou.
Jsme hlídací psi, kteří zajišťují, že ti, kdo se magii rozhodnou užívat, dodržují pravidla.

Vítejte v M.O.R.I.A. - Agentuře pro získávání magických předmětů a informací (Magical Objects Retrieval and Intelligence Agency).

Naši agenturu založil ve 14. století Karel IV. a na jeho počest má své hlavní sídlo stále v Praze.
Její síť však obepíná celý svět a svádí dohromady jednotlivce z nejrůznějších životních cest, lišící se v metodách práce, schopnostech i preferencích.
Naši agenti, krtkové a informátoři monitorují vytváření, používání a obchod s magickými artefakty a shromažďují informace o nich.
Hlídají magická pole a portály, i ty, kdo je ovládají a využívají.
Zajišťují, že magická stvoření zůstávají mimo dosah běžné populace.
Řeší situace, kterých se běžné složky výkonné moci nechtějí (nebo nemohou) ani dotknout.
Chrání magii před světem a svět před magií.

***

Maddie je agent-empat, toho času na samostatné infiltrační misi v Londýně, kde se má dostat k Sarmadovi - čaroději, jehož záměry jsou momentálně nejasné.

Risa je rekrut citlivý na magii. Jejím prvním úkolem je udržet během rutinní 'doručovací' mise mimo nebezpečí seniorního agenta a bývalého člena speciálních jednotek Thorna (který magii necítí). Problém nastane, když Thorne zjistí, co balíček, který doručují, vlastně obsahuje.

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Epilogue

Úvodní poznámka: 

NESOUTĚŽNÍ, druhé v tématu, těžce po limitu, ale potřebovala jsem ještě něco doříct.

Díky všem, kdo četli, komentovali a fandili některé z postav.
Vážím si každého jednoho z vás. A doufám, že navzdory tématu tohle není to poslední, co si z tohohle příběhu budete moct přečíst.

Drabble: 

"Unfortunately, there will be no more reports from Cheetah," Wolf stated, opening a file.
"Meteorologists and various other experts are still scratching their heads about where all the extra water came into the Eufrates from. The citizens of Haditha thank any and all deities their dam held up."
He continued, looking at the two other directors.
"Anah township is recovering. The fortress... well, noone's going to search it without snorkel anytime soon. And we have preventive measures in place..."
"No survivors?"
"Total surprise. No time to evacuate."

Zaria, teacup in hand, sat in al-jida's kitchen, surrounded by family telling stories.

Závěrečná poznámka: 

Ok, tak teď víte, jak to dopadlo.
Na podrobnosti si budete muset počkat do románu, nebo mého pokusu o "Třicítku" ;)

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A Trap

Úvodní poznámka: 

Bez nároku na bodík.
Asi budu muset přidat ještě epilog mimo soutěž :)

Drabble: 

Arne woke up and shook his head. The memories... were back. Almost everything.
“Who are you?” he asked... Samantha.
“Did you lose your memory again?” she yawned.
“On the contrary. I remember now. The first time we met... you showed me from the cliff.”
“Sorry,” she said.
The next thing he knew, he woke up on the floor.
“What did you do?”
“Nothing. You just collapsed.”
The blackness. He needs to get through.
One last barrier he needs to break.
He didn’t realize he said that out loud.
“I know someone who can help with that...”
Swan will be thrilled.

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We Ride at Dawn

Drabble: 

The aircrafts were finally en route.
Unmanned ones scouted ahead.
The sensors worked better than expected, picking up places of magical interest.
He jotted them into a map to come back to later.
They slipped across the final border.
Last air traffic control to avoid.
The whole damn city glowed with ultimate magical signature. Which confirmed they had the right place... and meant they will have to get much closer to pinpoint the target.
"Call the drones back, take us low and slow, prepare for final..."
The lattermost word remained unsaid as the drones and then the plane suddenly disintegrated.

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Dreams

Úvodní poznámka: 

Bez nárku na bodík.

Drabble: 

Arne sneaked up to the cage with the animal and put down his sleeping bag.
He didn’t feel any different as he was falling asleep.
And then... he was lost.
Series of images flying through his mind...
Shooting a girl on a cliff...
Shooting a man in a car...
“You cannot trust anyone...”
“You cannot trust MORIA...”
“MORIA...”
Dark, dark, dark cave... walking backwards...
Bright, bright, bright light and all those colors; tents, tents set up, magical animals everywhere, he should report this market to MORIA, MORIA, now follow the colors to the cave...
Who am I?
He got lost.

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Tactics, Strategy and Logitics

Drabble: 

Money could buy everything, if you knew where to look.
White, gray and black sources abounded.
But why waste, when you have a different option?
One of the things that didn't have time to change (thanks to bureaucracy) was that military bases were protected only by non-magical military means.
From a handful of carefully obtained (and economically resold) prisoners they found out which of the bases had what they needed.
Drones, a large enough transport aircraft and other odds and ends.
The intruders tore through the camp and were gone before anyone outside suspected mischief.
The equipment couldn't be traced.

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Wheels of War

Drabble: 

She couldn't believe it.
After all the time... they were still there. Still alive...
...and right now very much in harm's way.
She needed to act immediately.
"Are you sure your information is correct?" he asked.
"As sure as one can be," she shrugged.
"I'd rather you tell me the truth, Zaria."
She closed her eyes for a moment.
"It's my family, master. If we go through with the plan..."
To her surprise, he smiled.
He could afford to be magnanimous. It was no skin of his nose, after all.
"I'll tell the sheikh we need to revise the plan."

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A Cruise

Úvodní poznámka: 

Bez nároku na bodík.

Drabble: 

The ship with its cargo was supposed to leave the next day. Their job was done.
But the creature unlocked part of my memories. What would happen if I slept close to it again?
“We might use this opportunity to snatch a ride to Copenhagen, the next stop,” said Arne. “To make sure everything is alright.”
His car was here... Risa’s farther away.
It didn’t make sense.
What is his agenda?
Is he going to meet some of his contacts?

“If you think so, partner...” agreed Risa reluctantly
The closer to Prague the better. Just get him to Swan somehow.

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Attack Vector

Drabble: 

The plan was getting too complicated, and Mawhub cursed his choice of body, as another splitting headache hit him.
"Keep it simple, sheikh," he gritted. "No conspiracy, just plain old siege."
Simple? Like the shebang with the statue simple? his doppleganger asked.
"One airplane. Maybe two. Under the radar. One team on the ground..."
"How do you propose to pinpoint the location?"
"Magical defences are rarely invisible to those who know how to look."
Sure, you see them from a mile off... oh, wait. Are you sure you don't want my input?
"What about our guests... do they know anything?"

Obrázek uživatele Tess

Coming back

Úvodní poznámka: 

Bez nároku na bodík.

Drabble: 

It was as if the Tasmanian tiger’s magical attack unlocked something... memories.
He was lost and couldn’t go back. He was lucky to escape with his life, killing the flaming demon. Now, there was a light... and a green valley opened. He stepped out of the cave...
A wave of pure magic washed over him, picked him up and everything went back... and then... he was both dead and not-dead.
He could go back now, just didn’t remember anything at all.
Now he at least remembered the fight with the demon.
His memories might be coming back.
That is... concerning.

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Expectations

Úvodní poznámka: 

Bez nároku na bodík.

Drabble: 

Working for various employers dealing with magical objects and creatures means you are not often surprised. Because you have seen... things.
They took turns in driving and got to the port in time.
That was a pleasant surprise... the last one.
They couldn’t find a parking spot.
They made a mistake in the appropriate paperwork that was supposed to go with the magically cloaked cage. Had to fill it again. Twice.
The ferry was late.
“Things going smoothly? That will happen when pigs dance,” sighed Arne.
“Isn’t it supposed to be ‘when pigs fly’?”
“I have seen them doing THAT.”

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France is Bacon

Drabble: 

There was a commotion in one of the outbuildings.
Zaria picked up her pace.
"What is this?" she asked when she came upon the new fence.
"A sty," a voice explained behind her.
She turned with a jerk.
"But..." she trailed off, as she realized religion and tradition are no longer taken into account here.
"It's just one more move in the war choreography," the sheikh explained. "When dancing with the devil, you better use all the steps you know."
She looked at the animals, happily rutting and rolling in the mud.
"Isn't the use of biological weapons too... mundane?"

Závěrečná poznámka: 

Ne, tohle prostě dneska nešlo. Možná to dám ještě nějak nesoutěžně.

Obrázek uživatele Tess

A Chance

Úvodní poznámka: 

Bez nároku na bodík.
Jdeme trochu do minulosti...

Drabble: 

Back then, when he woke in that cave... he felt like he woke up for the first time in his life.
There was burning light somewhere in front of him. He cannot go there. Darkness behind him.
He tripped on something... a body.
That’s me.
I am... am I dead?
I don’t feel... dead.
The way back is kept by dead...

He can go through now.
But who am I?

Since that day, he took almost any job. Losing his memory at the end of every week... it came back the next week.
Trying to find himself.
Maybe he will.

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Master... of none?

Drabble: 

Before the third try, Mouse managed to make the two youngsters laugh.
As their fingers touched the ouija, the pattern finally started emerging.
Just a little more...
"לַעֲצוֹר!" she intoned and everything disappeared.
The two blinked in surprise.
"You'll heal now," she assured them.
Raven found her in the kitchenette making hot chocolate.
"Want some?"
"No, I just came for the report."
"On the table. Quite fascinating case, really."
He skimmed the papers.
"Owl and I have to tie up the lose ends," he nodded, leaving.
"I'll be here, washing dishes," she shrugged. "If you need anything else."
"Thank you, Minnie."

Obrázek uživatele Tess

Biology Lesson

Úvodní poznámka: 

Bez nároku na bodík.

Drabble: 

“They never tell me everything that is going on,” complained Risa.
“That’s normal,” said Arne.
“Yeah, but it slows me down. For example... what was the animal doing there? I was only told something about an artefact...”
“Yes, it started emanating magic... that’s when we noticed something is in there. It was just a matter of time until someone else uncovers it for us... collecting was supposed to be easy!”
“What went wrong?”
“I don’t remember. But, obviously, the artefact lured in that striped dog, captured and buried it.”
“Tasmanian tiger.”
“Looks more like a dog with stripes to me.”

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The Name of the Game

Drabble: 

"Let us cut to the bone now," Mawhub said, accepting a cup of tea (and surreptitiously checking it for poison). "You had something quite powerful here. And I want to know what and where it is."
The sixteen year old - oldest surviving son of the house - measured him with serious eyes.
"I'll tell you about it, but the gist is, my father had it on him... when you threw a building on his head. So if you want it, I can show you where to start digging."
"Son of a dog," Farouk spit grabbing a pick-axe. "Better be telling truth."

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The Truth

Úvodní poznámka: 

Bez nároku na bodík.

Drabble: 

There was a cage in Arne’s car. It kept the animal safe. And them as well. From physical and magical attacks.
Arne took the lead.
It was his car and his cage.
“Now we need to get it to the transport.”
“To the port then. Alright.”
“And we need to be careful.”
“Of course.”
“There are a lot of magical agencies that shouldn’t know about his.”
“I agree.”
“Especially MORIA. Have you heard about MORIA? They tend to kill magical creatures.”
“I haven’t heard THAT.”
Sooner or later the mask will come off. Hard to tell what will happen then.

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Inside the Velvet Glove

Drabble: 

"They said you were less bloodthirsty than others," Mawhub half-smiled at the sheikh.
"One does not hold punches back when the very soul of humanity is at stake, brother. You have opened my eyes. I would be foolish not to act on it."
The smile grew more satisfied.
As they stepped into the conquered courtyard, Mawhub adressed the huddled together inhabitants:
"Turn away from the weak faith that didn't protect you. You tried to use magic... now open yourself up to be used by it."
After they agreed, he asked for someone to sacrifice.
To make certain they mean it.

Závěrečná poznámka: 

Pokud to není zjevné bez kontextu - tak ti dva právě oficiálně shodili svoje masky a ukázali barvy (v pěkně krvavých odstínech). Plus, je tam obrana před tím, aby se "domorodci" zachránili pouhým nasazením masky poslušnosti "dobyvatelům".

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Captured

Úvodní poznámka: 

Bez nároku na bodík.

Drabble: 

She woke up and tried to sit up. She heard Arne, he was moving as well..
In front of them...
We got it!
Arne’s jacket looked like it was mangled by a fierce animal. Said fierce animal was fortunately still captured within, thanks to thin silverish rope. Finally Risa got a good look at it.
“Tasmanian tiger.”
That was a surprise.
“I thought they are supposed to be in Australia... and extinct.”
“Oh no, they aren’t. Yet. Any breeder will pay hefty price for this beauty.”
“Breeder?”
“Species rescue programs are well funded. In Australia.”
“Kinda sad we‘re in Norway.”

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Elephant in the Room

Drabble: 

"Was it this awkward and uncomfortable before?" Mouse asked when they went through the incantation and... nothing.
"No. It was relaxed. And titillating. Sexy," Marek spoke up with a hint of defiance. "It was supposed to be a foreplay. We were looking to have a threesome after."
Eliška speared him with a glare, looking up for the first time.
"No. We. Weren't."
"I was," he shrugged, satisfied to be getting a raise out of someone.
Mouse raised her eyebrow at him, unperturbed.
"It would be first time I've heard about contraceptive ghost," she shrugged. "But at least we're getting somewhere..."

Závěrečná poznámka: 

Téma tam je tak trochu přeneseně (tedy s caveatem, že ne z každého sexu musí být porod).

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Let the Divine Power Sort Them Out

Drabble: 

The whir and whistle of missiles formed a weirdly unsettling melody on the bass of detonative percussions. It was an ear splitting racket, but, if you were close enough, you could hear something else. A cheerful clatter of metal on metal, as skilled hands engraved letters and words on shell casings. And a voice intoning an incantation, too solemn and serene to belong into the warlike setting.
And yet, it was the most quiet sound of them all, the soft patter of liquid, that was crucial to the success of this operation.
"The wall is breeched," someone yelled.
Everybody cheered.

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Wrong Way

Úvodní poznámka: 

Bez nároku na bodík a druhé drabble tohoto fenoménu tento den.
Prostě se mi to téma fakt hodilo...

Drabble: 

Everything was black. Pitch black, as only caves can be.
How to find the way out? I can’t go back...
He didn’t remember why. Just knew. That way is shut. It was made by those who are dead and dead keep it.
He took the rope out of his backpack. The standard equipment. Couldn’t see it, but would recognize it everywhere.
He tied it on a stalactite and started exploring...
Couple hours later he finally saw light. The way out. The secret valley.
As he stepped out, defense mechanism activated. A cascade of strange tones sounded...
And everything went black.

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The Catch

Úvodní poznámka: 

Bez nároku na bodík.

Drabble: 

Arne threw his jacket onto the creature. Then himself.
Isn’t it a little bit too small for a tiger? But the stripes...
Risa stopped thinking and got the rope out of her backpack. Thanks goodness for standard equipment.
The rope was basic Agency stuff, light, thin and strong.
It seems we should get it alive...
The rope over the jacket and the creature... no, you don’t need to use it on Arne... yet.
Everything seemed fine.
Then the creature gave out and an ear piercing scream. Except it bypassed the ears. It went straight through their minds.
Everything went black.

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Holly-woodn't

Drabble: 

"Mr. President, California is threatening to secede. Again."
"Tell governor Schwarzenegger we will ban his movies, if they do."
"Even Conan?"
"Especially Conan."
"What about the situation in Iraq?"
"Tell them we're sorry, the wedding cake looked like kalashnikov!"
"I referred to the MORIA report, sir."
"Effing movie industry, bribe Jackson to go back to Zealand?"
"The agency, sir," vice-president Biden rubbed his forehead. "They indicate a possibility of a magical attack on US interests in the area."
"Get Jack Ryan on the line now."
"He is fictional, sir."
"Newt Scamander then?"
"He's British."
"So is tea and cookies."
"Actually..."

Obrázek uživatele Tess

Hidden

Úvodní poznámka: 

Bez nároku na bodík.

Drabble: 

They didn’t take the slowly climbing tourist route. The climb was strenuous. The sun was shining (what a rare sight) through the trees, forming stripes of light and shade.
It was not far now and not many people around...
Not many people around and something... strange in the air.
What did the artefact held locked up?
Stripes of light and shade and smell of magic...
Tiger!
It attacked out of nowhere.
Risa hit the ground and the animal missed her. She got up quickly holding her knife.
Arne was faster.
“Get out of my way!”
This was his tertiary mission.

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Now For Something Completely Different

Drabble: 

He bowed as he came into the main hall.
"How far along is your 'solution', Master Mawhub?" the sheikh asked without preamble.
"Few more days."
The sheikh shook his head and motioned for the sorcerer to follow him outside.
He signalled to someone.
There was a whistle as a missile came streaking past, and a mushroom cap of water blossomed on the dam where it landed.
Two more followed, leaving trails of smoke hanging in the air in their wake.
"As you say, friend - magic is power. But power has magic of its own, doesn't it? They won't expect this..."

Obrázek uživatele Tess

Again?

Úvodní poznámka: 

Bez nároku na bodík.

Drabble: 

The man frantically looked through the pages of the book and swore.
“Should we try again?” Risa decided to act on her hunch.
It seems like some kind of controlled amnesia.
She extended her had.
“Samantha. Nice to meet you...”
“Arne.”
That was yet another name.
“Good. Arne. Now as I asked before, where is the hidden artefact?”
“Where are we?”
“Let me get the map...”
It took him just a short time to pinpoint the location.
“Alright, let’s go there. Retrace your steps. So you will remember.”
Then she realized something.
“Though it’ll be one heck of a climb.”

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Here We Go Again

Drabble: 

"Are you sure this is safe?" Marek (sobered by magical remedy) asked, not for the first time.
His eyes were glued to the girl across the table from him, who, in turn, did everything she could not to look at him. She was picking at a loose thread on her jeans nervously, ignoring everyone.
"No, but it's the only shot we have at making it right again," Kelly, sitting with them and wearing the locket, answered. "So we better get started."
She glanced at the ritual they pulled from the dead girl's computer and put her fingers on the ouija.

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Circles or Spirals?

Úvodní poznámka: 

Nahrazuje téma č. 13 - Zdravá strava

Drabble: 

Mouse found what she was looking for... almost.
"Unfortunately we won't know for certain, unless we try it..."

Owl was still explaining why this was a good idea as they stopped the van in front of a run-down panel apartment complex.
When Marek finally came to the door, Raven scowled at his colleague with an "still-sure-we-need-this?" expression.
Unfocused, bloodshot eyes, tremors, lack of balance and barely coherent speech hinted at what the smell coming from the flat and the clink of bottles confirmed.
"You need to sober up," Raven growled.
"Can't man," the youngster chuckled. "Tried. It makes everything worse."

Obrázek uživatele Tess

A High Bet

Úvodní poznámka: 

Bez nároku na bodík.

Drabble: 

Risa only had a short moment.
Everything is the most important.
She run through the pages, fast reading. That didn’t help much. Everything was in a language she didn’t know.
Still, she understood something. Dates. Notes. A line after seven dates. Sometimes, rarely, a date missed.
A lot of dates missed on the last page.
When he couldn’t write.
He changed.
Is he... does he remember?
Will I bet my life on it? Lead him away? Maybe get him to Prague, easily?
And if it fails?
No worry. Safety is always just a portal away.

“I found, your book, partner!”

Závěrečná poznámka: 

Stránky

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