Mission 0005

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Have any of you guys heard of someone named Ivel?  I snuck into headquarters last night, although I really shouldn’t have, but the rest of the house was sleeping and I thought the light might distract them.  I mean, since it was kinda twelve at night and all.  And so I was flipping through the channels of our t.v, and I caught the “Villian News”  on channel…56774 or something like that.  I don’t know why they insist on airing that stupid show, but sometimes it’s interesting to see how they’re doing in jail and all.  Anyway, two of them, Multi and Media, kept blabbering about someone named “Ivel.”  They said that she was vaguely familiar, and she was dangerous.  The description I gathered from their babblin was this: 
“She had dark brown hair, that changed colors in the light.  She burst into our little meeting room the night of May 6.  Her eyes were cold and hard, and her face was cold and determined.  Her outfit consisted of extremely tiny and short black shorts and a midriff top of shiny black leather.  Her shoulder length hair was swept up into a short ponytail and held in place with shiny silver clips.  But the thing that scared us the most was the long jeweled sword in her hand.  It was almost like a huge dagger, with both sides seeming sharp and cruel.  The point of the sword was hooked and it looked like it could inflict some serious pain.  So we did what any sensible people would do.  We help up our hands and surrendered.  As th-th- the world knows, we are t-to cowardly to stand up to anyone without our villain buddies.  But she just laughed cruelly and continued to advance towards us.  She whipped her sword through he air and slashed it towards us with lightning speed.”  (Multi pauses).  Media then took up the story,  “I tried to grab up my sword because I was intending to fight her—“  (Multi cuts in) “No you did Not!!  You ran off screaming, same as me!!!  Anyway, we scrambled out of the way, but I tripped and fell on my knees, and she stuck her sword in front of my face.  Sweating with fear, I read the inscription on it.  It only read, ‘Ivel…the one destined to rule all.’  At that point I got really scared, and I flashed up with speed I didn’t know I had and grabbed Media by the neck, and we tore outta there and raced here, to the prison.  Any punishment here is better than what she would’ve done.  She knows no mercy—it’s in her eyes.  I thought we were bad, but man, I never thought a person could be THAT cold.” 
When I heard this, I was awed.  I tried to think about what I was doing on May sixth, but I couldn’t remember.  I must’ve been dozing off in front of the television or something…nothing productive.  But this Ivel person seems dangerous, and we should be on the lookout for her.  Thorn, you should check with the prison and out sources to see if they have any information they can give us.  I’ll see if I can get an interview with Multi and Media.  I wonder why she chose an outfit so similar to mine?  I have dark blue shorts and a light shimmery tank top of pale blue.  It’s not leather…that stuff is HOT!!!  But then again, Ivel is evil and all.  Oh yes, Media managed to shout in about her boots while Multi continued the story.  He said that Ivel’s boots were black and shiny, but there was something about them…they sparked somehow, and they were “icy cold” to the touch.  He said that he accidentally stumbled and his fingers came across her left boot.  He said it was freezing.  I wonder why?  Well, I gotta go.  So, get more info later.  Reply.  Thanx.
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