<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2326859710370322011</id><updated>2009-12-18T05:29:24.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Full Metal Panic: Mission Objective</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fmp-mission-objective.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2326859710370322011/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fmp-mission-objective.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2326859710370322011/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Fan4Lost</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2326859710370322011.post-3013408377395936756</id><published>2008-04-02T15:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T15:35:36.743-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 1: A Kiss is Just a Kiss</title><summary type='text'>It was a night like any other night, or so it seemed at first. The moon was high in the darkened evening Tokyo sky and the crickets were chirping their familiar tune. The light cool breeze wafted through her hair like invisible fingertips dancing in its softness as she strolled casually down the street on her way home.“I thought the school dance was a huge success!” she proclaimed joyfully.“</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fmp-mission-objective.blogspot.com/feeds/3013408377395936756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2326859710370322011&amp;postID=3013408377395936756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2326859710370322011/posts/default/3013408377395936756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2326859710370322011/posts/default/3013408377395936756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fmp-mission-objective.blogspot.com/2008/04/chapter-1-kiss-is-just-kiss.html' title='Chapter 1: A Kiss is Just a Kiss'/><author><name>Fan4Lost</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01725307411023549012'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2326859710370322011.post-6388102245266444670</id><published>2008-04-02T15:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T15:37:39.654-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 2: Some Friendly Advice</title><summary type='text'>“Well, well, well,” Kurz said as he walked up behind Sousuke in the officer’s lounge aboard the Tuatha de Danaan. ”If it isn’t Sergeant Sober.” They had just finished a mission; one Sousuke had opted to volunteer for, and he was relaxing for a minute before heading back to Tokyo.“Sergeant Weber,” Sousuke replied with a nod as Kurz took a seat next to him.“How’s Tokyo life treatin’ ya?”Sousuke </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fmp-mission-objective.blogspot.com/feeds/6388102245266444670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2326859710370322011&amp;postID=6388102245266444670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2326859710370322011/posts/default/6388102245266444670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2326859710370322011/posts/default/6388102245266444670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fmp-mission-objective.blogspot.com/2008/04/chapter-2-some-friendly-advice.html' title='Chapter 2: Some Friendly Advice'/><author><name>Fan4Lost</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01725307411023549012'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2326859710370322011.post-2828016058231392234</id><published>2008-04-02T15:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T15:38:43.327-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 3: A Dinner Proposal?</title><summary type='text'>Kaname was just settling in for the evening with a book she had always meant to read when a knock sounded at her door. She glanced over her annoyance very apparent on her face as she grumbles lightly. “Why does someone always interrupt me when I want to read?” she mumbled walking to the door. “This better be important!” she called swinging the door open.“Sousuke,” she said lowly, shock in her </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fmp-mission-objective.blogspot.com/feeds/2828016058231392234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2326859710370322011&amp;postID=2828016058231392234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2326859710370322011/posts/default/2828016058231392234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2326859710370322011/posts/default/2828016058231392234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fmp-mission-objective.blogspot.com/2008/04/chapter-3-dinner-proposal.html' title='Chapter 3: A Dinner Proposal?'/><author><name>Fan4Lost</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01725307411023549012'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2326859710370322011.post-4674277737486646524</id><published>2008-04-02T15:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T15:39:43.960-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 4: Flowers for My Girl</title><summary type='text'>Kaname paced in her living-room her nerves at an all time high. It didn’t matter how many times she told herself that Sousuke was the most harmless man to go out with, she still felt extremely nervous. Was it because it was Sousuke? she asked herself. Would she act this frazzled if it were anyone else?Since the first day he came to Jindai High she had felt something for him. At first she wasn't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fmp-mission-objective.blogspot.com/feeds/4674277737486646524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2326859710370322011&amp;postID=4674277737486646524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2326859710370322011/posts/default/4674277737486646524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2326859710370322011/posts/default/4674277737486646524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fmp-mission-objective.blogspot.com/2008/04/chapter-4-flowers-for-my-girl.html' title='Chapter 4: Flowers for My Girl'/><author><name>Fan4Lost</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01725307411023549012'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2326859710370322011.post-8233017303936104940</id><published>2008-04-02T15:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T15:41:12.409-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 5: Kiss Me You Fool!</title><summary type='text'>They sat in the theater quietly as the lights flickered across the room from the vast screen. She glanced over at him and had to giggle because his face was so stern and yet had such concentration on it he looked ready to scream. He looked kind of cute, she thought, not that she didn’t think he was handsome to begin with. But seeing him out of sorts made him appear more human, more laid back, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fmp-mission-objective.blogspot.com/feeds/8233017303936104940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2326859710370322011&amp;postID=8233017303936104940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2326859710370322011/posts/default/8233017303936104940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2326859710370322011/posts/default/8233017303936104940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fmp-mission-objective.blogspot.com/2008/04/chapter-5-kiss-me-you-fool.html' title='Chapter 5: Kiss Me You Fool!'/><author><name>Fan4Lost</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01725307411023549012'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2326859710370322011.post-5988845185687444167</id><published>2008-04-02T15:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T15:42:31.020-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 6: Girlfriend?</title><summary type='text'>The next day at school she sat in the classroom chatting with Kyoko about one of their class assignments. Sousuke sat at his desk casually reading a magazine while Shinji went on about some new AS he heard rumors about from his sources. As usual he pretended not to be bothered by the fact that Kaname was giving him the cold shoulder again.It made no sense to him this time; he did everything he </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fmp-mission-objective.blogspot.com/feeds/5988845185687444167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2326859710370322011&amp;postID=5988845185687444167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2326859710370322011/posts/default/5988845185687444167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2326859710370322011/posts/default/5988845185687444167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fmp-mission-objective.blogspot.com/2008/04/chapter-6-girlfriend.html' title='Chapter 6: Girlfriend?'/><author><name>Fan4Lost</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01725307411023549012'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2326859710370322011.post-4497383187584531848</id><published>2008-04-02T15:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T15:43:05.872-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 7: To Keep You Safe</title><summary type='text'>She stood there her entire body feeling as if she were about to collapse from sheer panic. Why was he being so forward? As she stared into his soft eyes they reflected what she thought could possibly be genuine admiration. Though with Sousuke she wasn't quite sure if he knew what admiration really felt like...at least admiration for a girl.For some reason something inside of him nagged him to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fmp-mission-objective.blogspot.com/feeds/4497383187584531848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2326859710370322011&amp;postID=4497383187584531848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2326859710370322011/posts/default/4497383187584531848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2326859710370322011/posts/default/4497383187584531848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fmp-mission-objective.blogspot.com/2008/04/chapter-7-to-keep-you-safe.html' title='Chapter 7: To Keep You Safe'/><author><name>Fan4Lost</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01725307411023549012'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2326859710370322011.post-5929039698432792134</id><published>2008-04-02T15:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T15:44:27.914-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 8: A Warm Welcome</title><summary type='text'>The idea of Amalgam didn’t sit well with Sousuke. Not only did they have little knowledge of them concerning their central base of operations but their interest in the Whispered could be detrimental to everyone. Getting a hold of Black Technology wasn't even the issue anymore, he thought. Black Technology was already being used; he saw that on the battlefield with Venom. It was the idea that with</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fmp-mission-objective.blogspot.com/feeds/5929039698432792134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2326859710370322011&amp;postID=5929039698432792134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2326859710370322011/posts/default/5929039698432792134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2326859710370322011/posts/default/5929039698432792134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fmp-mission-objective.blogspot.com/2008/04/chapter-8-warm-welcome.html' title='Chapter 8: A Warm Welcome'/><author><name>Fan4Lost</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01725307411023549012'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2326859710370322011.post-1692132454176637696</id><published>2008-04-02T15:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T15:44:57.474-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 9: Not a Problem</title><summary type='text'>Sousuke’s sleep was nothing to brag about, he thought as he threw his legs over the side of his cot. He had spent most of the early morning hours tossing and turning, thinking about Kaname and how he had shamed himself in front of her. Why could he not control himself physically all the time? He had accustomed himself to thinking about the most non-sexual things when he was around her just to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fmp-mission-objective.blogspot.com/feeds/1692132454176637696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2326859710370322011&amp;postID=1692132454176637696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2326859710370322011/posts/default/1692132454176637696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2326859710370322011/posts/default/1692132454176637696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fmp-mission-objective.blogspot.com/2008/04/chapter-9-not-problem.html' title='Chapter 9: Not a Problem'/><author><name>Fan4Lost</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01725307411023549012'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2326859710370322011.post-6512147355358541940</id><published>2008-04-02T15:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T15:45:37.408-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 10: An Unexpected Guest</title><summary type='text'>“Weber!” the distant screech of Sergeant Major Mao could be heard echoing from down the hall. Several people opened their doors and peeked out in curiosity then quickly retreated when a loud boom sounded immediately after.“Hey, calm down!” he said backing up against the wall outside the ladies locker room. “I swear I was only just passing by. Come on, you know me.”“Exactly,” she said standing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fmp-mission-objective.blogspot.com/feeds/6512147355358541940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2326859710370322011&amp;postID=6512147355358541940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2326859710370322011/posts/default/6512147355358541940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2326859710370322011/posts/default/6512147355358541940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fmp-mission-objective.blogspot.com/2008/04/chapter-10-unexpected-guest.html' title='Chapter 10: An Unexpected Guest'/><author><name>Fan4Lost</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01725307411023549012'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2326859710370322011.post-1829943712770373491</id><published>2008-04-02T15:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T15:46:05.254-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 11: An Untimely Departure</title><summary type='text'>Sousuke gripped his gun tightly aiming into the darkness just ten feet in front of him, his whole body tense and alert. The bastard had finally come out of hiding, he thought.“Put your hands where I can see them,” Sousuke demanded his stance never wavering once. He would shoot if he needed to, and as the figure slowly emerged from the shadows he tightened his hold on his gun.“Well, you don’t have</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fmp-mission-objective.blogspot.com/feeds/1829943712770373491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2326859710370322011&amp;postID=1829943712770373491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2326859710370322011/posts/default/1829943712770373491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2326859710370322011/posts/default/1829943712770373491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fmp-mission-objective.blogspot.com/2008/04/chapter-11-untimely-departure.html' title='Chapter 11: An Untimely Departure'/><author><name>Fan4Lost</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01725307411023549012'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2326859710370322011.post-9005452279484007204</id><published>2008-04-02T15:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T15:46:38.961-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 12: A Hostile Takeover</title><summary type='text'>Sousuke stood on the balcony staring out into the night, his mind fraught with concerns. He could tell that the stress of the conditions they were living in was causing Kaname discomfort. She would mostly grin and bare it, but at night sometimes he could swear he heard the sounds of soft cries coming from her room. She would never admit it, she would was too proud for that, but he heard them </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fmp-mission-objective.blogspot.com/feeds/9005452279484007204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2326859710370322011&amp;postID=9005452279484007204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2326859710370322011/posts/default/9005452279484007204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2326859710370322011/posts/default/9005452279484007204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fmp-mission-objective.blogspot.com/2008/04/chapter-12-hostile-takeover.html' title='Chapter 12: A Hostile Takeover'/><author><name>Fan4Lost</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01725307411023549012'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2326859710370322011.post-3059453823381382547</id><published>2008-04-02T15:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T15:47:14.535-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 13: Home Sweet Home</title><summary type='text'>Traveling across Asia was not only tiresome and tedious, the journey was proving to be even more infuriating thanks to the company. Sousuke insisted on telling everyone that they were newlyweds, even when it wasn't required. He said it was to insure that their trail was covered adequately. But all it did was irritate her to no end.Once inside their train compartment, Kaname sat as far as she </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fmp-mission-objective.blogspot.com/feeds/3059453823381382547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2326859710370322011&amp;postID=3059453823381382547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2326859710370322011/posts/default/3059453823381382547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2326859710370322011/posts/default/3059453823381382547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fmp-mission-objective.blogspot.com/2008/04/chapter-13-home-sweet-home.html' title='Chapter 13: Home Sweet Home'/><author><name>Fan4Lost</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01725307411023549012'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2326859710370322011.post-1486840946147745286</id><published>2008-04-02T15:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T15:47:45.209-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 14: Safe In Your Arms</title><summary type='text'>“Excuse me,” Kaname exclaimed in a haughty aggravated tone. “I hate to break up this heartwarming, yet disgusting reunion but...”Sousuke gently grabbed the girl by the upper arms and pulled her away. “Anahita?” he asked studying the young girl’s face, remembering the last time he had seen her. A young girl following him around like a helpless puppy. He had ignored her at first but after time had </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fmp-mission-objective.blogspot.com/feeds/1486840946147745286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2326859710370322011&amp;postID=1486840946147745286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2326859710370322011/posts/default/1486840946147745286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2326859710370322011/posts/default/1486840946147745286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fmp-mission-objective.blogspot.com/2008/04/chapter-14-safe-in-your-arms.html' title='Chapter 14: Safe In Your Arms'/><author><name>Fan4Lost</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01725307411023549012'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2326859710370322011.post-6927063683085153792</id><published>2008-04-02T15:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T15:48:25.196-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 15: A Wounded Bird</title><summary type='text'>Sousuke quickly cleaned himself up as he listened to Chidori humming a sweet little tune behind him. She was exceptionally cheerful this morning and he secretly hoped it was because of the night before. He had to admit he was feeling rather chipper himself despite the slight confusion hanging over his head. It was strange how he reacted without thinking but that seemed to be the case where she </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fmp-mission-objective.blogspot.com/feeds/6927063683085153792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2326859710370322011&amp;postID=6927063683085153792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2326859710370322011/posts/default/6927063683085153792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2326859710370322011/posts/default/6927063683085153792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fmp-mission-objective.blogspot.com/2008/04/chapter-15-wounded-bird.html' title='Chapter 15: A Wounded Bird'/><author><name>Fan4Lost</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01725307411023549012'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2326859710370322011.post-3058414308294378212</id><published>2008-04-02T15:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T15:49:45.799-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 16: Time To Go</title><summary type='text'>Kurz walked casually down the corridor of the Tuatha de Danaan with one intent in mind and that was to enjoy his dinner in the mess hall. It had been a long day and immediately after dinner he had a long overdue date with Miss February in his monthly playmate calendar. She had always been his favorite due to her long shapely legs and seductive smile. How could he resist such a tempting creature?“</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fmp-mission-objective.blogspot.com/feeds/3058414308294378212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2326859710370322011&amp;postID=3058414308294378212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2326859710370322011/posts/default/3058414308294378212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2326859710370322011/posts/default/3058414308294378212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fmp-mission-objective.blogspot.com/2008/04/chapter-16-time-to-go.html' title='Chapter 16: Time To Go'/><author><name>Fan4Lost</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01725307411023549012'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2326859710370322011.post-2468159297070892408</id><published>2008-04-02T15:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T15:50:18.641-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 17: Trust Issues</title><summary type='text'>Kaname sat outside of Fort Dix watching as the people went about their daily business. It felt strange being here in America after all these years but she was excited to see her father. She knew the instant he found out she was here, he would immediately fly to the base. She wondered what he would think about the circumstances or even if Sousuke would allow him to be told. Sousuke felt, the less </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fmp-mission-objective.blogspot.com/feeds/2468159297070892408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2326859710370322011&amp;postID=2468159297070892408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2326859710370322011/posts/default/2468159297070892408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2326859710370322011/posts/default/2468159297070892408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fmp-mission-objective.blogspot.com/2008/04/chapter-17-trust-issues.html' title='Chapter 17: Trust Issues'/><author><name>Fan4Lost</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01725307411023549012'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2326859710370322011.post-2972494441469700498</id><published>2008-04-02T15:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T15:50:48.621-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 18: Vegas No More</title><summary type='text'>Kaname was in such a chipper mood she didn’t think anything could upset her today, not even the fact that her father had arrived early in the morning. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to see him, she missed him dearly; it was the idea of him finally meeting Sousuke that sent her into a panic. Knowing her little soldier boy, he’d be freaked-out, nervous and probably say something asinine. Her father</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fmp-mission-objective.blogspot.com/feeds/2972494441469700498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2326859710370322011&amp;postID=2972494441469700498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2326859710370322011/posts/default/2972494441469700498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2326859710370322011/posts/default/2972494441469700498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fmp-mission-objective.blogspot.com/2008/04/chapter-18-vegas-no-more.html' title='Chapter 18: Vegas No More'/><author><name>Fan4Lost</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01725307411023549012'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2326859710370322011.post-5209342185755480450</id><published>2008-04-02T15:13:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T00:07:51.770-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 19:  Dinner with Dad</title><summary type='text'>The following morning, Sousuke packed his belongings to head to Kaname’s father’s residence. She had set up a dinner meeting at the house so he could properly meet her father and sister and the idea made him extremely tense and nervous. After the previous morning’s fiasco he wasn't quite sure if he could face the man with dignity. He felt similar whenever he were in the presence of Commander </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fmp-mission-objective.blogspot.com/feeds/5209342185755480450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2326859710370322011&amp;postID=5209342185755480450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2326859710370322011/posts/default/5209342185755480450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2326859710370322011/posts/default/5209342185755480450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fmp-mission-objective.blogspot.com/2008/04/chapter-19-dinner-with-dad.html' title='Chapter 19:  Dinner with Dad'/><author><name>Fan4Lost</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01725307411023549012'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2326859710370322011.post-464901180630823633</id><published>2008-04-02T15:00:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T18:58:21.969-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 20:  Sneak Attack</title><summary type='text'>Sousuke stood at the window of their current hotel room staring out feeling as if he had lost control of the situation too long ago for his own liking. It wasn't something he liked to admit but he felt as if at any moment it was all going to crash down around him. This wasn’t like his many encounters with Gauron where he knew more about his enemy than anyone else; this was Amalgam and they were </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fmp-mission-objective.blogspot.com/feeds/464901180630823633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2326859710370322011&amp;postID=464901180630823633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2326859710370322011/posts/default/464901180630823633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2326859710370322011/posts/default/464901180630823633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fmp-mission-objective.blogspot.com/2008/04/for-more.html' title='Chapter 20:  Sneak Attack'/><author><name>Fan4Lost</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01725307411023549012'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2326859710370322011.post-6782122778982533495</id><published>2008-04-02T14:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T18:52:13.280-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 21: It Begins</title><summary type='text'>Sousuke tensed as he glanced around trying to assess the dangerous situation he had just landed into. How could he miss something like this? A complete setup! He had suspected something but never something so meticulously orchestrated. In Sousuke's eyes there was only one man responsible for the information leak like this...Leonard Testarossa.“My colleagues are going to know something is wrong if</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fmp-mission-objective.blogspot.com/feeds/6782122778982533495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2326859710370322011&amp;postID=6782122778982533495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2326859710370322011/posts/default/6782122778982533495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2326859710370322011/posts/default/6782122778982533495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fmp-mission-objective.blogspot.com/2009/04/chapter-21-it-begins.html' title='Chapter 21: It Begins'/><author><name>Fan4Lost</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01725307411023549012'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2326859710370322011.post-6686510545996336087</id><published>2008-04-02T14:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T18:53:01.823-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 22: You Cannot Break Me</title><summary type='text'>Kaname stood motionless as Leonard's words echoed repeatedly through her mind. Leonard just sat there watching as all the color drained from her face and felt a sense of self-pride wash over himself. If he couldn't convince her that Sousuke was just as brutal as him, then he would have to prove how cruel he could be."You didn't actually believe you two had a chance, did you?" His words sounded so</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fmp-mission-objective.blogspot.com/feeds/6686510545996336087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2326859710370322011&amp;postID=6686510545996336087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2326859710370322011/posts/default/6686510545996336087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2326859710370322011/posts/default/6686510545996336087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fmp-mission-objective.blogspot.com/2008/04/chapter-22-you-cannot-break-me.html' title='Chapter 22: You Cannot Break Me'/><author><name>Fan4Lost</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01725307411023549012'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2326859710370322011.post-2267543481768424800</id><published>2008-04-02T14:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T18:53:41.360-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 23: Snatch and Grab</title><summary type='text'>Melissa strode purposefully towards Tessa's office annoyed and more than ready to let the little brat have a piece of her mind. It was one thing to react on emotions but to trust someone even when the signs were right in front of your face? It was foolish and dangerous and now it was going to get Sousuke killed.She flung the office door open without even knocking and found Tessa scurrying around </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fmp-mission-objective.blogspot.com/feeds/2267543481768424800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2326859710370322011&amp;postID=2267543481768424800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2326859710370322011/posts/default/2267543481768424800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2326859710370322011/posts/default/2267543481768424800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fmp-mission-objective.blogspot.com/2008/04/chapter-23-snatch-and-grab.html' title='Chapter 23: Snatch and Grab'/><author><name>Fan4Lost</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01725307411023549012'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2326859710370322011.post-8748079227163046959</id><published>2008-04-02T14:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T18:54:43.692-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 24: Restitution Part 1</title><summary type='text'>The soldiers surrounding the compound were moving in closer with each second, Michael's unit waiting back until they got the signal. This had to be handled quickly, proficiently and with no mistakes. He had no doubt this could be pulled off in an expertly fashion; he trusted his men with his life. But this was Sousuke—his brother and even he couldn’t deny the spark of anxiety coursing through </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fmp-mission-objective.blogspot.com/feeds/8748079227163046959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2326859710370322011&amp;postID=8748079227163046959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2326859710370322011/posts/default/8748079227163046959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2326859710370322011/posts/default/8748079227163046959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fmp-mission-objective.blogspot.com/2008/04/chapter-24-restitution-part-1.html' title='Chapter 24: Restitution Part 1'/><author><name>Fan4Lost</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01725307411023549012'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2326859710370322011.post-2230543352141708642</id><published>2008-04-02T14:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T18:55:42.658-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 24: Restitution Part 2</title><summary type='text'>Leonard stood on a ridge just above the destruction below his grey waistcoat flapping behind him in the wind. It was like watching his own little puppet show, he thought as he smirked shaking his head in amusement. And this was only the beginning of Amalgam's plan; the future held so much potential. If only he could convince his beloved Kaname where her real place was instead of running around </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fmp-mission-objective.blogspot.com/feeds/2230543352141708642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2326859710370322011&amp;postID=2230543352141708642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2326859710370322011/posts/default/2230543352141708642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2326859710370322011/posts/default/2230543352141708642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fmp-mission-objective.blogspot.com/2008/04/chapter-24-restitution-part-2.html' title='Chapter 24: Restitution Part 2'/><author><name>Fan4Lost</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01725307411023549012'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>