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Overview

On July 14th, 2006 Operation Persistent Umlaut was launched by Mink, Marten, Lutra, Sable, Weasel & Wolverine taking control of the Hot Pants of Horniness previously owned by insane_idoru (target indentification: Chaotic Thrust). Agent Sable was awarded the Mark of the Birdie for his valiant cries of frothy goodness.

Summary

TF Panty Raid - Part 1

Marten:     Do we have a confirmation on the target yet?
Mink:       Getting something on InfraRed is hard in this heat.  She simply isn't hot enough to be picked up
Weasel:     I think she would beg to differ
 Mink:       Maybe the other team has her on visual
Marten:     *picks up the radio*  Sable, this is Marten, over
Mink:       *twiddles a dial*  Still nothing
Marten:     Sable, this is Marten, over
Sable:      Marten, this is Sable
Marten:     What the fark is going on over there?  Do you have a visual yet?
Sable:      Oh, we have a visual alright.  Sorry about that, I only had one hand available and the
            button is... we were preoccupied
Marten:     Damn, we can't just barge in there like before.  We have to get her away from any sharp edges
Weasel:     I still say we could probably just ask her for it
Mink:       *glare*  You obviously do not understand how this works yet
Marten:     Sable, we're going to need a distraction

TF Panty Raid - Part 2

Sable:      Okay folks, our job is to provide a diversion for the extraction. Any Ideas?
Lutra:      Would could moon her
Wolverine:  Or do a strip tease
Sable:      First of all I have seen enough of your legs to torment me a lifetime, secondly,
            we're the ones oggling her through the binoculars, not the other way around.
Lutra:      Perhaps if we make enough of a ruckus she'll come out
Wolverine:  *shrugs*
Sable:      Free Beer!!
Lutra:      Free Mumia!!
Wolverine:  Free Bird!!
Sable:      Free Beer!!
Lutra:      Free Mumia!!
Wolverine:  Free Bird!!
Sable:      It seems to be working
Lutra:      What do we do when she get's out here?
Wolverine:  Well that would depend on whom she responded to
Sable:      Oh crap... maybe if we keep yelling and back away slowly
Lutra:      She's closing on us fast
Wolverine:  Damn you and your free beer
Lutra:      To the Van!!

TF Panty Raid - Part 3

Marten:     I have a curtain, repeat, I have a curtain... stand by to breach
Wolverine:  Are you sure these strips are strong enough?
Marten:     They should be fine, I don't expect that much protesting
Wolverine:  *grins and smudges some war paint on his face*
Marten:     We have a shower, We have a shower, commence with the breach,
            Operation Peristent Umlaut is a go  *sets down headphones*
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Sable:      It's a go, take it away old man
Weasel:     With pleasure *crack*
Polecat:    Me first
Mink:       Whoa, whoa, whoa, who says you get to go first?
Weasel:     *walks in*
Sable:      Remember, we get the package out of here first
Polecat:    Gotcha *starts shuffling between drawers*
Mink:       *checks the laundry pile*
Weasel:     Perhaps the closet?
Polecat:    Blouses...capris....socks.... 
Mink:       Got it, and it hasn't been washed yet
Sable:      Great, you and Polecat get out of here and secure the perimeter

TF Panty Raid - Part 4

Marten:     We miss much?
Wolverine:  I hope not
Sable:      Everything is secure in here, the package is out, ready for phase two
Marten:     Great, proceed  *finds the coffee machine and starts searching for grinds*
Weasel:     *reaches inside the bathroom and quietly flicks off the light*
Wolverine:  Wait for it...
Sable:      Why hello dear, lovely towel
Weasel:     Oh now, wait a moment, those words hurt
Wolverine:  *leads her to the bed*  This is for your own good, we don't want anybody getting hurt
Sable:      Well yes, we were referring mostly to ourselves there but it wasn't exclusive
Marten:     *sits down on the counter, the sound of perculation slowly rising up in the background*
Sable:      *wanders off*
Wolverine:  *ties her hands gently to the bedframe*  See, that wasn't so bad
Weasel:     *digs a ping pong paddle out of his toolbelt*
Wolverine:  That isn't a very ladylike thing to say to a guest
Weasel:     Now hold still and lean over a bit
Wolverine:  Exactly  *grabs the paddle*  Now go be a gentleman and fix the lady's door
Weasel:     Awww... *pours himself some abisynth and grabs a screwdriver* 

TF Panty Raid - Part 5

Marten:     Are you set?
Sable:      All systems go
Marten:     Great, let's go pick up that big lout and get out of here
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Sable:      What are you doing?!
Marten:     *spits up some coffeee*  Oh. My. God.
Wolverine:  I was just spanking....
Marten:     No, it's not that, that I get, what about the...
Sable:      Dress
Marten:     Yes, why are you wearing a dress, that needs to be addressed
Sable:      Yes hun, he is a pervert isn't he, I just hope he hasn't stretched that dress of yours
Wolverine:  I was just trying it on, I was going to take it right off
Marten:     *blinks*
Sable:      Because that makes it soooo much better
Marten:     We don't have time, get out of here with your pretty self
Wolverine:  But...
Marten:     Out!!
Sable:      *still shaking his head*
Marten:     Sorry about that dear, thanks for the hospitality, I'm sure you'll manage your way out of those

TF Panty Raid - Part 6

Mink:       What took you guys so long?
Polecat:    Yeah, we were falling asleep out here
Weasel:     We ran into a snag  *steps aside*  In the panty hose
Polecat:    Oh my
Mink:       Dear God
Marten:     You stole the words from my mouth
Wolverine:  I can explain....
Sable:      Here we go again
Marten:     Not so fast, operations check first... door?
Weasel:     Fixed
Marten:     Package?
Mink:       *dangles from finger*  Secured
Marten:     Acoustics?
Polecat:    The dohicky?  Got it
Marten:     Camera?
Sable:      In place on the showerhead
Marten:     *sighs*  Target?
Wolverine:  Throughly violate
Sable:      I'd say so, we're burning that dress
Weasel:     I want a better job next time
Polecat:    You want a better job?!