Stupid Luck and Happenstance, Thread II
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Folks you really do not understand how the RAF was more or less eradicated by the German police institutions in the 70s. It was near to Germany destroying large parts of the Grundgesetz which does not exist ITTL. Here we are talking about a Germany with capital punishment and torture and a lot of other instruments of the police still allowed.
So a MUCH stronger government to react. Nobody would be able to interfere with the marriage.
Ever been to school with 4 policemen covering your hide? Been there, done that, got the scars. And 4 was on lazy days. And a lot of my friends also. And there was never something even remotely close to the Berlin bombing.
So a MUCH stronger government to react. Nobody would be able to interfere with the marriage.
Ever been to school with 4 policemen covering your hide? Been there, done that, got the scars. And 4 was on lazy days. And a lot of my friends also. And there was never something even remotely close to the Berlin bombing.
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It doesn't have to be that dramatic, get a clawbar and pull some spikes and unbolt the plates holding the rails together and voila, instant derailment.
That might work, if they unbolt the right plates, such as the outside of a curve, and enough of them. It is not easy. Depending on the signaling system, if they break contact between rails, it may turn signals red. Then there's a lot of spikes that need to be removed, and rail joiner bars to unbolt. Amateurs that don't know trains might get the project half done and have to leave due to an oncoming train, or cause a minor derailment. The crew on the scene to clean it up sees the obvious evidence of sabotage...
Has the Jacobians issues a manifesto yet?
If so that can tell the authorities a lot about the group by their use of terminology, certain phrasing of words in describing their ideas, by doing so that could lead to where the group was first formed and who were their instructors and class mates who will be able to identify them.
If so that can tell the authorities a lot about the group by their use of terminology, certain phrasing of words in describing their ideas, by doing so that could lead to where the group was first formed and who were their instructors and class mates who will be able to identify them.
So we are dealing with a group that is at once highly competent (has enough insight on the exact procedures of the military rescue teams to execute an ambush on one specific team, has somehow gotten military demolitions training, in hard to trace,...) and shockingly incompetent (has mediocre fieldcraft as their agents were made by a well trained but not very attentive Kiki, had their ambush turned on them by said medics and the whole team, captured or killed).
Sounds like someone is crafting disposable henchmen.
If only one could find a connection between the different incidents.
Sounds like someone is crafting disposable henchmen.
If only one could find a connection between the different incidents.
With the security being as alert as it is. Anyone else other than Mithras gang, who wants to make trouble at the wedding for their own varied reasons, will run into an extreme amount of trouble.
I imagine a would be radical from some rural place or some faraway pacific island coming to the big city to make a statement about their personal ideology or grievances at the wedding only to find themselves confronted the moment they open their mouths with more gun barrles than they thought existed pointed their way, ninjas jumping from the rafters and some harmless looking women in really expensive dresses breaking their limbs when they get to close to them.
I imagine a would be radical from some rural place or some faraway pacific island coming to the big city to make a statement about their personal ideology or grievances at the wedding only to find themselves confronted the moment they open their mouths with more gun barrles than they thought existed pointed their way, ninjas jumping from the rafters and some harmless looking women in really expensive dresses breaking their limbs when they get to close to them.
Is she really an enemy of the united states? What exactly is she supposed to have done to be wished such a fate? Please elaborate, all I could find below was not that inimical:
- defended herself against an attacj by two grown-up men as a teenager.
- Played cat and mouse with the FBI in Seatlle (ok, not nice but no one was harmed or killed)
- Bodyguarded the royal family
- helped a friend who was mobbed at work.
I don't see her actively planning to destabilise or eliminate the united states here or such, so "wretched enemy" is a bit much imho.
Unless not believing in manifest destiny is enough to make one such, then I plead guilty as well.
It’s less Grafin Katherine von Mischner, titles titles herself than the German foreign intelligence apparatus (be it Abwehr or BND), because Johann Schultz ran roughshod over the US so well over the past decades. And since Kat is so closely affiliated with that community...
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Part 99, Chapter 1570
Chapter One Thousand Five Hundred Seventy
21st June 1963
Mitte, Berlin
Mithras was sitting there seething as he watched what was on television. The news coverage of those parasites was pervasive. He had no choice but to watch with his mother who was just gushing over footage of the bride and groom as they made their way from a car into the hall where the rehearsal dinner was being held.
“They were childhood sweethearts” His mother said.
“I know” Mithras replied, “You said that five minutes ago.”
“I know that your personal politics make it so that you cannot see this for what it is Lothar” His mother said, “But once upon a time, we felt like the rest of the world overshadowed us, they have no choice now. The whole globe is watching.”
Mithras held his tongue. His mother was forgetting that the idea that Germany deserved a “place in the sun” had resulted in the deaths of millions. The Emperor who Germany had been saddled with at the time had been a petty tyrant and there was absolutely no guarantee that wouldn’t happen again in the future. The time for monarchies had passed. If Mithras had his way the wedding and the procession that was a part of it would have to be staged on the smoking ruins of Berlin. The most galling part was that the Financier had told him on no uncertain terms that he would be deliberately exposed if he even thought of conducting any operations at this time. That had come in the wake of the Hamburg bombing which Mithras had nothing to do with. The Financier hadn’t cared and if the authorities ever caught up with him, they wouldn’t either. Everything that had happened over the last couple years would be wrapped around his neck and used to strangle him.
That was when Mithras saw her, she was clearly trying not to draw attention to herself, but she was unmistakable. He had felt a visceral hate towards her since he had learned that she had gotten a couple medals for foiling the ambush that he had gone to great lengths to set up. Her kind was rewarded just for showing up. Tonight, Kristina was wearing the dark blue tunic and black skirt that women in the Heer or attached Medical units wore. The extremely visible gold and white sash that had been given to her by the King of Saxony was like a slap across to the face by those who understood the meaning behind it. She was doing nothing less than daring him to act…
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They had made it into the reception hall where the reception dinner was being held after running a gauntlet of media. Television cameras and flash strobes. On a couple of occasions, Kiki had a microphone shoved in her face and a question asked of her. She didn’t feel like talking to them tonight any more than she ever did. Mostly she was worried about what was going to happen to Ben, Kiki didn’t think that he was necessarily aware of what he had been agreeing to by agreeing to attend this with her. It had been fortunate that all eyes had been on her and Ben had basically been ignored by the press. How long could that last though? When they were seated at the table, Ben beside Kiki for once they finally had a chance to talk, there wasn’t anything else to do while they waited for Friedrich and Suga as well as their respective fathers to make their entrance.
“You look worried” Ben said. He had gotten a lot better at reading her lately, it was something that Kiki realized was a bit irksome at times.
“I should be” Kiki replied, “Or should I say that we should be.”
“You are overthinking things again” Ben said, “I’m here because I want to be. If I weren’t, you would be over there and probably hating every second of it.”
Ben nodded towards the gaggle of girls who were surrounding Rea. Since her appointment as Kammerfräulein, Rea had discovered that the position gave her some real power within the Imperial Court. The problem as Kiki saw it was that of all the Maids of the Court who they could have introduced to her first was Josefine Falk, Tante Kat’s young ward. The two of them had ruthlessly bent the structure of the Court to their will. It had yet to become a problem, but without Vicky to contain her, Rea tended to give into her worst impulses. When Kiki had explained it to Ben he had asked if she was concerned that her little sister might lead a palace coup? Ben had been joking but Kiki didn’t consider that outside the realm of possibilities.
“I know that you think I think too much about consequences” Kiki said, “But it has been something that I’ve been contending with my entire life. I have no idea what can set someone off.”
Ben looked at her with a slight smile.
“You’ve always cared about what other people think” Ben said, “If you ask them though, they would say that they want you to allow yourself to be happy. Even if it is just for an evening.”
It was an attitude that Kiki had noticed that Ben had taken on since they had returned from Korea. She had seen a poster hanging on the wall of his bedroom that said; What would you do if you only had one day left to live and why aren’t you doing that? She had no idea where that had come from, but it seemed to encompass Ben’s thinking perfectly.
21st June 1963
Mitte, Berlin
Mithras was sitting there seething as he watched what was on television. The news coverage of those parasites was pervasive. He had no choice but to watch with his mother who was just gushing over footage of the bride and groom as they made their way from a car into the hall where the rehearsal dinner was being held.
“They were childhood sweethearts” His mother said.
“I know” Mithras replied, “You said that five minutes ago.”
“I know that your personal politics make it so that you cannot see this for what it is Lothar” His mother said, “But once upon a time, we felt like the rest of the world overshadowed us, they have no choice now. The whole globe is watching.”
Mithras held his tongue. His mother was forgetting that the idea that Germany deserved a “place in the sun” had resulted in the deaths of millions. The Emperor who Germany had been saddled with at the time had been a petty tyrant and there was absolutely no guarantee that wouldn’t happen again in the future. The time for monarchies had passed. If Mithras had his way the wedding and the procession that was a part of it would have to be staged on the smoking ruins of Berlin. The most galling part was that the Financier had told him on no uncertain terms that he would be deliberately exposed if he even thought of conducting any operations at this time. That had come in the wake of the Hamburg bombing which Mithras had nothing to do with. The Financier hadn’t cared and if the authorities ever caught up with him, they wouldn’t either. Everything that had happened over the last couple years would be wrapped around his neck and used to strangle him.
That was when Mithras saw her, she was clearly trying not to draw attention to herself, but she was unmistakable. He had felt a visceral hate towards her since he had learned that she had gotten a couple medals for foiling the ambush that he had gone to great lengths to set up. Her kind was rewarded just for showing up. Tonight, Kristina was wearing the dark blue tunic and black skirt that women in the Heer or attached Medical units wore. The extremely visible gold and white sash that had been given to her by the King of Saxony was like a slap across to the face by those who understood the meaning behind it. She was doing nothing less than daring him to act…
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They had made it into the reception hall where the reception dinner was being held after running a gauntlet of media. Television cameras and flash strobes. On a couple of occasions, Kiki had a microphone shoved in her face and a question asked of her. She didn’t feel like talking to them tonight any more than she ever did. Mostly she was worried about what was going to happen to Ben, Kiki didn’t think that he was necessarily aware of what he had been agreeing to by agreeing to attend this with her. It had been fortunate that all eyes had been on her and Ben had basically been ignored by the press. How long could that last though? When they were seated at the table, Ben beside Kiki for once they finally had a chance to talk, there wasn’t anything else to do while they waited for Friedrich and Suga as well as their respective fathers to make their entrance.
“You look worried” Ben said. He had gotten a lot better at reading her lately, it was something that Kiki realized was a bit irksome at times.
“I should be” Kiki replied, “Or should I say that we should be.”
“You are overthinking things again” Ben said, “I’m here because I want to be. If I weren’t, you would be over there and probably hating every second of it.”
Ben nodded towards the gaggle of girls who were surrounding Rea. Since her appointment as Kammerfräulein, Rea had discovered that the position gave her some real power within the Imperial Court. The problem as Kiki saw it was that of all the Maids of the Court who they could have introduced to her first was Josefine Falk, Tante Kat’s young ward. The two of them had ruthlessly bent the structure of the Court to their will. It had yet to become a problem, but without Vicky to contain her, Rea tended to give into her worst impulses. When Kiki had explained it to Ben he had asked if she was concerned that her little sister might lead a palace coup? Ben had been joking but Kiki didn’t consider that outside the realm of possibilities.
“I know that you think I think too much about consequences” Kiki said, “But it has been something that I’ve been contending with my entire life. I have no idea what can set someone off.”
Ben looked at her with a slight smile.
“You’ve always cared about what other people think” Ben said, “If you ask them though, they would say that they want you to allow yourself to be happy. Even if it is just for an evening.”
It was an attitude that Kiki had noticed that Ben had taken on since they had returned from Korea. She had seen a poster hanging on the wall of his bedroom that said; What would you do if you only had one day left to live and why aren’t you doing that? She had no idea where that had come from, but it seemed to encompass Ben’s thinking perfectly.
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And that is why Ben is perfect for Kiki, he has the ability to put things in the right perspectives for Kiki.
That's right. Stop spending so much time with Mother and find something else to do in life. The Oedipus Complex wrecks in the long run.
It could lead to paranoia, anxiety, fear of dogs, breathlessness, apprehension, bruises, sleepless nights, hearing voices yelling at you, judicial bills and possibly lead poisoning.
Maybe their sponsor isn't against the disruption of the wedding because it means Kat gets her claws on some would be attackers to squeeze for info, but because he/she's there?
"The doors of Mithras' workshop burst open in a billow of smoke. Blinking past the smoke he saw a red haired woman flanked by two ham-fisted, barrel-chested mountains of men. 'Herr Mithras, you've been a busy man. The Emperor requests you have a long vacation'. With that, the two neanderthals seized him, and dragged him away kicking and screaming to what he assumed was hell. He wasn't far off."
That's my assumption. As a noble, his presence is quite required.
So other groups are getting active too. This will complicate matters for the investigators as they try to establish whether who is behind the attacks. The MOs are quite different which will help, but then Mithras has conducted very different attacks each time.
Mithras is getting emotionally involved. This will affect his judgement and will probably be his downfall. If Mithras had an exit strategy, then he seems to be ignoring it.
I wonder if the Sponsor is behind the other groups too.
Oh yeah, something happens and the first people they would look at is anybody who was supposed to be there but was not.