Totally Spies: Drugs are so 1960s
Chapter 1: The Mission
Sam slowly climbed the stairs of Bev. High. It was a sweltering, summer day. The sun's rays beat down on her face and exposed shoulders causing sweat to seep from her pores. She was wearing a green boat neck shirt, and a knee long yellow skirt with a blue belt. Tucked under her left arm was a large box. Inside it was the science project that she had been working on with her best friends, Alex and Clover. Well she worked on it, Alex tried to help but ended up messing a few things up and Clover had been too busy daydreaming about a boy from school, but Sam didn't mind she loved science and doing the whole project was fine with her.
She stepped into the doors of the school which had been left ajar to allow much needed ventilation into the oven like building. She was a little surprised to see that Mandy wasn't there to meet her. It seemed that almost everyday Sam's arrival was met by Mandy. Mandy always tried to make it look like a coincidence but Sam knew she just wanted someone to taunt when she first arrived. Sam was a little late today so Mandy had probably met Alex or Clover first and taunted them.
Sam made her way through the crowded hall of school. The air was filled with the conversations of a hundred students which melded together to form the indistinguishable chatter that had become characteristic of all public schools. Sam walked with an extra spring in her step. She was looking forward to the A that she and her friends would most likely earn for their science project, and the chance to show off how much knowledge she had of the subject in question.
Sam stepped into the class room which was still very much deserted with the exception of her teacher who was busy sorting the papers on his desk. "Hello Mr. Roy," She said, greeting her science teacher. Mr. Roy was tall and had a quite muscular build for a science teacher. He was around 38 and was moderately handsome by Sam's standards though, by his hair style you'd think that the nineteen seventies had never ended. "Ah Good morning, Sam; I see you brought your science project," her teacher replied, "If you would just put it at your spot and then I guess you can go do something for the fifteen minutes or so until the bell rings," Sam nodded and did as she was told. After setting up her exhibit she abruptly left the room.
She was starting to get annoyed. Clover and Alex were supposed to meet her in the hall. Part of their grade required a group presentation in front of the class, and Sam still had a few things to go over with them. She knew that the two of them hated the idea of this presentation so it was her suspicion that they'd decided to stand her up to avoid "wasting" their free time with something they hated to do.
Sam leaned against a locker, brushed her bangs out of her eyes and took a few moments to think about where they had gone, but then it hit her. David had volunteered to help prepare the cafeteria for lunch since Mrs. Mogle had sprained her ankle while rock climbing over the weekend. So it was Sam's thought that the two of them were probably there swooning over him. She'd be there too if she didn't have an A to earn, and for her, grades came first over crushes.
Sam promptly made her way to the cafeteria. She weaved in and out of the groups of talking students, and slipped into the large eating hall unnoticed by her friends. The cafeteria was quiet, surprisingly since it was usually the same volume as in the hall. "They must be on break," she commented sarcastically, referring to the usual noise that seemed to be missing. Sam strolled up behind her two friends, who were sitting at a table staring in David's direction who was behind the counter cleaning the counter. Alex was wearing a silk, Chinese style top with a floral print on it and a matching pair of silk pants. She had her hair held in a bun by a long pin. Clover was wearing a pair of pink capris and a pink spaghetti strapped shirt. Sam waved her hand in front of their glazed over eyes. The two of them seemed not to notice. "Hello Alex and Clover," she sighed, trying again to win their attention "Oh hi Sam...," Clover replied, still in a trance like state. "Yeah hi, Sam," Alex said with an equal bliss.
Suddenly the realization of who was standing over them and what she wanted shot through them like a speeder on a suburban road. The two of them turned apprehensively. "Uh, hi, Sammy. Have you come to watch David with us?" Clover asked nervously. "No such luck. We've got work to do," Sam replied putting her hands on her hips. Alex and Clover exchanged frantic looks and then tried to run off. "I think I heard the bell ring," Alex evaded. "Yeah me too; we better get going, huh, Sam. Wouldn't wanna be late." Clover agreed nerviously. The two of them ran as fast as their legs would take them but were perplexed to find that they had gone nowhere. They groaned when they saw that Sam had taken hold of them. "Not so fast. We've got just enough time to go over this on our way back to class so c'mon. And by the way that wasn't the bell it was David dropping a pan," Sam said. The two other girls groaned and gave in.
Sam went over the last minute plans with her friends on their way back to class. The previously filled halls had emptied as most of the students had gone to class by now. In fact the girls were the only ones that occupied this particular hall. The only sound besides their voices was the flapping of Alex's sandals, the clicking of Sam's high heeled sandals, and the thumping of Clover's platform shoes. "Man, I really wish Jerry would whoop us right about now. That would keep us out of that class room," Alex complained. "As if, Like Jerry ever calls when we want him too," Clover countered. "Stop! Don't touch that set of tiles!" Sam yelled suddenly. The three of them stopped abruptly almost tumbling onto the floor. "Like, what was that all about we almost got too close to the ground." Clover said with more then a hint of annoyance. "These are the same tiles Jerry used to whoop us last time, and if there's one thing I don't wanna do it's go on another mission," Sam informed them, "C'mon if we jump over them he shouldn't be able to get us just in case he needs us." Sam leapt nimbly over the set of checkered tiles and turned to her friends. "The heat must be getting to her," Clover thought. Sam's two other friends stepped onto the tiles and then stuck their tongues out at Sam. "C'mon guys do you really want to go on a mission," Sam whined. "No we're just doing this to get on your nerves," Alex said with a smile. Sam sighed and looked to the ceiling. "Well then don't you think we should be getting to class now?" Alex and Clover smiled nerviously. "Oh yeah I forgot," Alex laughed. They turned and started back toward the class room, but the moment that Alex and Clover's feet touched the tile set Sam stood on they all felt something give. "Oh No!" Sam yelled. The tiles gave way, dumping the girls into the long ultra slick tube slide that they knew everything about but were never ready for.
"Next time I'm picking out tiles remind me never to ask your advice," Clover screamed as they slid down the shaft. The end of the tunnel was padded with a large cushion. The girls hit it was enough force that it broke loose and folding down, dumped them into Jerry's office. Jerry's office was almost painfully Spartan. The girls had wanted to dress up the room since they first started working there. It was a large round room with dark blue walls and very little lighting. Jerry's desk sat in front of a large screen that was mounted on the wall. The only other decoration in the room was the massive "WHOOP" logo that took up the entire other wall.
"Girls good of you to drop in," joked Jerry who was standing right in front of the girls. "Uh Hello, you've used that BAD pun before," Clover said while fixing her shirt strap which had come off her shoulder. "Ah you're quite right, but I didn't call you here to make jokes." Jerry walked over to his desk and hit a switch. The large screen sparked to life. On it a world map appeared with several red flashing dots in various areas. The girls sat and turned their full attention to the screen. "World wide use of the new and illegal drug cardimien has risen thirty percent in the past two weeks. This drug was originally only manufactured by small independent suppliers and was easily subdued by local law enforcement. However this new rash of cardimien use is different. Judging by the amount that is getting into the country I'd say that it has the backing of a multibillion dollar supporter. That can only mean one person, Hector Rodriguez, the most infamous Cuban drug lord in the world. He runs the world's largest international drug ring." At the sound of Rodriguez's name a small window on the screen appeared with a picture of a tan, hairy face. "Ew, haven't they heard of waxing in Cuba?" Clover asked. Jerry sighed at Clover's last remark. "If he's so infamous why don't they just arrest him," Sam asked. "They do not believe he is what he is. He runs a baby food company as a front for his drug manufacturing, We know about this because of info sent by other agents. You see we've been monitoring his dummy company for some time now," Jerry replied.
"This is really interesting, Jerry, but don't you have some old movies or something you could show us instead?" Alex said with boredom. "I didn't call you here to watch movies. I called you for a mission," Jerry said with irritation. "Ohhh! I thought you heard me complaining and whooped us to help us get away from that science project." Sam and Clover exchanged bewildered looks because of Alex's last comment. "Indeed. Well shall we get back to the matter at hand?" Jerry asked impatiently. "Sure thing Jerr we're all ears," Sam replied. "Good now where was I? Ah as I was saying his operations are too covert for the military to get involved so we're left with only covert options." "Jerry I have a question." Sam stated plainly. "Yes, Sam, go right ahead." "If this guy has operated for so long then why are you in such a rush to take drastic action just because a new drug hits the market?" "Cardimien is no ordinary drug it is the most addicting substance on the planet. One small dose is all it takes to make you totally addicted and most cases end in death or worse."
Another window showed up on the screen showing a scene of a wrecked office. The center of attention was a raving man screaming at the top of his lungs smashing everything. He looked deathly pale and sweat soaked his white dress shirt. A police officer rushed to detain him but was beaten brutally. Another officer tried to stop him and received similar treatment. He was knocked to ground, but managed to shoot the mad man. The girls had mixed emotions. Alex covered her eyes, Clover looked away, and Sam frowned. "Now that you know the dangers of this drug I'm sure you'll agree that it is imperative that we put a stop to this little business immediately. Now I'm going to be blunt with you. This mission is the most dangerous I've ever given you. If you are discovered by Rodriguez you will be killed. I've already lost one agent on this mission," Jerry explained grimly. The girls gulped simultaneously. "But be sure that on this mission you will not be under equipped," Jerry reassured, as he hit snapped his fingers as if to signal for something.
An agent rolled a cart over to Jerry's desk with several items on it. The girls got off of the couch and walked up to his desk. Clover had always wondered if the U.S. secret service agents were really whoop agents since they all wore the same thing, black suits and sunglasses. The screen changed from the mission info to the gadget info. Several icons showed up on the sides. When Jerry picked up a gadget the icon representing it on the screen would flash and information on that item would be displayed. Jerry picked up the first set of objects that appeared to be a set of ear rings and a necklace with pendant. "These are special communicators. The transmitter is in the pendant and is worn like any other necklace. You just speak normally and the transmitter will pick up every word you say. In fact it's so sensitive we had to put a filter on it so that it would not pick up too much outsides noise. The receiver is in one of the ear rings." Jerry tossed the items to the girls who examined them. "Ooh, Hey Jerr you think I could keep the necklace after the mission? It would go great with that shirt I just bought," Clover said. "How does NO sound," Jerry responded firmly.
"Now this next item is one of my favorites." Jerry then handed each of the girls what looked to be your ordinary digital watch. "Um, how long have you been locked in this office, Jerr? Wrist watches have been around for like... a really long time." Alex pointed out. "You girls have been working for me long enough to know that nothing I give you is what you assume it is. These watches, besides telling the time for eight different time zones, also have a number of exclusive features." Jerry pointed out a small button on the side of it that had gone previously unnoticed. "This button here activates a precision cutting laser, and by twisting the face you can intensify the beam strength." "I could have sworn I saw that on a movie once," Sam quipped. Jerry shrugged and showed them another interesting feature. "By pushing the date button 3 times you activate a powerful magnetic field that will attract any metal object within 20 meters." Clover looked impressed as she toyed around with the watch and accidentally activated the magnetic field. Suddenly every metal object was pulled toward the watch. Coins, pens, other gadgets, even Jerry's desk started screeching slowly across the floor. Clover hastily switched off the field and smiled "Now if only I could get that to work for boys," she commented. Sam slapped her forehead at Clover's latest mishap. "Well the next gadget is this pair of sunglasses." Jerry picked them up. "These sunglasses look like your ordinary sunglasses but they are actually a powerful camera with X-ray photographic features. You press this button to snap the shot, this one to toggle between X-ray and standard. The film is kept in the left ear piece," Jerry explained as he handed them to Sam. Then he picked up what looked to be an ordinary lip stick. "That would be the aqua-lips instant scuba gear," Sam said as Jerry was about to speak. "Why yes, Sam. It would seem you've grown used to this particular gadget." "Duh," they chimed in unison.
Jerry smiled and tapped a switch on his desk which caused the wall to the left to fold open and reveal the three jumpsuits belonging to the girls. "Our jump suits? But how did you get those?" Alex asked with a raised eyebrow. "Those are your new jumpsuits. They may not look different but they have something special in them. You see these suits are made with smart thread technology," Jerry replied. The girls exchanged perplexed looks. "In simpler terms that would mean...," Clover asked. Jerry nodded "In addition to the suits standard features there have been several special sensors embedded in the shoulder clips and the joint caps. We've also spliced special pigmented, nano-tech fibers into the normal threads of the suit. These sensors are sensitive to light and the color of their surroundings. The sensors then send an impulse to the fibers causing the suit to change shade and color to match its surroundings allowing for easier stealth procedures." The girls looked impressed. Their suits were always a marvel. They were flame resistant water proof and had fabric knee and elbow pads just as thin as the rest of the fabric but could guard against severe impacts.
After giving the girls everything Jerry pulled several small cards from his desk drawers. "Now girls these cards will certify you to use something you have no past experience with," Jerry said, as he signed his name on each of them and handed them to the girls. Sam read it over she noted the peculiar code of the item she had been assigned, the CR- 34. "Now girls if you'll just take those to the armory and hand them in you'll receive your weapons after a briefing on proper usage of course." "Armory? But we've never been to the armory," Sam said with a perplexed tone. "Ah yes. I'd forgotten." Jerry snapped his fingers again. The same agent that had brought the gadget cart walked into the room. "Show these young ladies to the armory," Jerry ordered the agent. "If you'll follow me I'll show you where you need to go," the agent said after turning to the girls. The agent started for the door with the girls almost on his heels.
Chapter 1: The Mission
Sam slowly climbed the stairs of Bev. High. It was a sweltering, summer day. The sun's rays beat down on her face and exposed shoulders causing sweat to seep from her pores. She was wearing a green boat neck shirt, and a knee long yellow skirt with a blue belt. Tucked under her left arm was a large box. Inside it was the science project that she had been working on with her best friends, Alex and Clover. Well she worked on it, Alex tried to help but ended up messing a few things up and Clover had been too busy daydreaming about a boy from school, but Sam didn't mind she loved science and doing the whole project was fine with her.
She stepped into the doors of the school which had been left ajar to allow much needed ventilation into the oven like building. She was a little surprised to see that Mandy wasn't there to meet her. It seemed that almost everyday Sam's arrival was met by Mandy. Mandy always tried to make it look like a coincidence but Sam knew she just wanted someone to taunt when she first arrived. Sam was a little late today so Mandy had probably met Alex or Clover first and taunted them.
Sam made her way through the crowded hall of school. The air was filled with the conversations of a hundred students which melded together to form the indistinguishable chatter that had become characteristic of all public schools. Sam walked with an extra spring in her step. She was looking forward to the A that she and her friends would most likely earn for their science project, and the chance to show off how much knowledge she had of the subject in question.
Sam stepped into the class room which was still very much deserted with the exception of her teacher who was busy sorting the papers on his desk. "Hello Mr. Roy," She said, greeting her science teacher. Mr. Roy was tall and had a quite muscular build for a science teacher. He was around 38 and was moderately handsome by Sam's standards though, by his hair style you'd think that the nineteen seventies had never ended. "Ah Good morning, Sam; I see you brought your science project," her teacher replied, "If you would just put it at your spot and then I guess you can go do something for the fifteen minutes or so until the bell rings," Sam nodded and did as she was told. After setting up her exhibit she abruptly left the room.
She was starting to get annoyed. Clover and Alex were supposed to meet her in the hall. Part of their grade required a group presentation in front of the class, and Sam still had a few things to go over with them. She knew that the two of them hated the idea of this presentation so it was her suspicion that they'd decided to stand her up to avoid "wasting" their free time with something they hated to do.
Sam leaned against a locker, brushed her bangs out of her eyes and took a few moments to think about where they had gone, but then it hit her. David had volunteered to help prepare the cafeteria for lunch since Mrs. Mogle had sprained her ankle while rock climbing over the weekend. So it was Sam's thought that the two of them were probably there swooning over him. She'd be there too if she didn't have an A to earn, and for her, grades came first over crushes.
Sam promptly made her way to the cafeteria. She weaved in and out of the groups of talking students, and slipped into the large eating hall unnoticed by her friends. The cafeteria was quiet, surprisingly since it was usually the same volume as in the hall. "They must be on break," she commented sarcastically, referring to the usual noise that seemed to be missing. Sam strolled up behind her two friends, who were sitting at a table staring in David's direction who was behind the counter cleaning the counter. Alex was wearing a silk, Chinese style top with a floral print on it and a matching pair of silk pants. She had her hair held in a bun by a long pin. Clover was wearing a pair of pink capris and a pink spaghetti strapped shirt. Sam waved her hand in front of their glazed over eyes. The two of them seemed not to notice. "Hello Alex and Clover," she sighed, trying again to win their attention "Oh hi Sam...," Clover replied, still in a trance like state. "Yeah hi, Sam," Alex said with an equal bliss.
Suddenly the realization of who was standing over them and what she wanted shot through them like a speeder on a suburban road. The two of them turned apprehensively. "Uh, hi, Sammy. Have you come to watch David with us?" Clover asked nervously. "No such luck. We've got work to do," Sam replied putting her hands on her hips. Alex and Clover exchanged frantic looks and then tried to run off. "I think I heard the bell ring," Alex evaded. "Yeah me too; we better get going, huh, Sam. Wouldn't wanna be late." Clover agreed nerviously. The two of them ran as fast as their legs would take them but were perplexed to find that they had gone nowhere. They groaned when they saw that Sam had taken hold of them. "Not so fast. We've got just enough time to go over this on our way back to class so c'mon. And by the way that wasn't the bell it was David dropping a pan," Sam said. The two other girls groaned and gave in.
Sam went over the last minute plans with her friends on their way back to class. The previously filled halls had emptied as most of the students had gone to class by now. In fact the girls were the only ones that occupied this particular hall. The only sound besides their voices was the flapping of Alex's sandals, the clicking of Sam's high heeled sandals, and the thumping of Clover's platform shoes. "Man, I really wish Jerry would whoop us right about now. That would keep us out of that class room," Alex complained. "As if, Like Jerry ever calls when we want him too," Clover countered. "Stop! Don't touch that set of tiles!" Sam yelled suddenly. The three of them stopped abruptly almost tumbling onto the floor. "Like, what was that all about we almost got too close to the ground." Clover said with more then a hint of annoyance. "These are the same tiles Jerry used to whoop us last time, and if there's one thing I don't wanna do it's go on another mission," Sam informed them, "C'mon if we jump over them he shouldn't be able to get us just in case he needs us." Sam leapt nimbly over the set of checkered tiles and turned to her friends. "The heat must be getting to her," Clover thought. Sam's two other friends stepped onto the tiles and then stuck their tongues out at Sam. "C'mon guys do you really want to go on a mission," Sam whined. "No we're just doing this to get on your nerves," Alex said with a smile. Sam sighed and looked to the ceiling. "Well then don't you think we should be getting to class now?" Alex and Clover smiled nerviously. "Oh yeah I forgot," Alex laughed. They turned and started back toward the class room, but the moment that Alex and Clover's feet touched the tile set Sam stood on they all felt something give. "Oh No!" Sam yelled. The tiles gave way, dumping the girls into the long ultra slick tube slide that they knew everything about but were never ready for.
"Next time I'm picking out tiles remind me never to ask your advice," Clover screamed as they slid down the shaft. The end of the tunnel was padded with a large cushion. The girls hit it was enough force that it broke loose and folding down, dumped them into Jerry's office. Jerry's office was almost painfully Spartan. The girls had wanted to dress up the room since they first started working there. It was a large round room with dark blue walls and very little lighting. Jerry's desk sat in front of a large screen that was mounted on the wall. The only other decoration in the room was the massive "WHOOP" logo that took up the entire other wall.
"Girls good of you to drop in," joked Jerry who was standing right in front of the girls. "Uh Hello, you've used that BAD pun before," Clover said while fixing her shirt strap which had come off her shoulder. "Ah you're quite right, but I didn't call you here to make jokes." Jerry walked over to his desk and hit a switch. The large screen sparked to life. On it a world map appeared with several red flashing dots in various areas. The girls sat and turned their full attention to the screen. "World wide use of the new and illegal drug cardimien has risen thirty percent in the past two weeks. This drug was originally only manufactured by small independent suppliers and was easily subdued by local law enforcement. However this new rash of cardimien use is different. Judging by the amount that is getting into the country I'd say that it has the backing of a multibillion dollar supporter. That can only mean one person, Hector Rodriguez, the most infamous Cuban drug lord in the world. He runs the world's largest international drug ring." At the sound of Rodriguez's name a small window on the screen appeared with a picture of a tan, hairy face. "Ew, haven't they heard of waxing in Cuba?" Clover asked. Jerry sighed at Clover's last remark. "If he's so infamous why don't they just arrest him," Sam asked. "They do not believe he is what he is. He runs a baby food company as a front for his drug manufacturing, We know about this because of info sent by other agents. You see we've been monitoring his dummy company for some time now," Jerry replied.
"This is really interesting, Jerry, but don't you have some old movies or something you could show us instead?" Alex said with boredom. "I didn't call you here to watch movies. I called you for a mission," Jerry said with irritation. "Ohhh! I thought you heard me complaining and whooped us to help us get away from that science project." Sam and Clover exchanged bewildered looks because of Alex's last comment. "Indeed. Well shall we get back to the matter at hand?" Jerry asked impatiently. "Sure thing Jerr we're all ears," Sam replied. "Good now where was I? Ah as I was saying his operations are too covert for the military to get involved so we're left with only covert options." "Jerry I have a question." Sam stated plainly. "Yes, Sam, go right ahead." "If this guy has operated for so long then why are you in such a rush to take drastic action just because a new drug hits the market?" "Cardimien is no ordinary drug it is the most addicting substance on the planet. One small dose is all it takes to make you totally addicted and most cases end in death or worse."
Another window showed up on the screen showing a scene of a wrecked office. The center of attention was a raving man screaming at the top of his lungs smashing everything. He looked deathly pale and sweat soaked his white dress shirt. A police officer rushed to detain him but was beaten brutally. Another officer tried to stop him and received similar treatment. He was knocked to ground, but managed to shoot the mad man. The girls had mixed emotions. Alex covered her eyes, Clover looked away, and Sam frowned. "Now that you know the dangers of this drug I'm sure you'll agree that it is imperative that we put a stop to this little business immediately. Now I'm going to be blunt with you. This mission is the most dangerous I've ever given you. If you are discovered by Rodriguez you will be killed. I've already lost one agent on this mission," Jerry explained grimly. The girls gulped simultaneously. "But be sure that on this mission you will not be under equipped," Jerry reassured, as he hit snapped his fingers as if to signal for something.
An agent rolled a cart over to Jerry's desk with several items on it. The girls got off of the couch and walked up to his desk. Clover had always wondered if the U.S. secret service agents were really whoop agents since they all wore the same thing, black suits and sunglasses. The screen changed from the mission info to the gadget info. Several icons showed up on the sides. When Jerry picked up a gadget the icon representing it on the screen would flash and information on that item would be displayed. Jerry picked up the first set of objects that appeared to be a set of ear rings and a necklace with pendant. "These are special communicators. The transmitter is in the pendant and is worn like any other necklace. You just speak normally and the transmitter will pick up every word you say. In fact it's so sensitive we had to put a filter on it so that it would not pick up too much outsides noise. The receiver is in one of the ear rings." Jerry tossed the items to the girls who examined them. "Ooh, Hey Jerr you think I could keep the necklace after the mission? It would go great with that shirt I just bought," Clover said. "How does NO sound," Jerry responded firmly.
"Now this next item is one of my favorites." Jerry then handed each of the girls what looked to be your ordinary digital watch. "Um, how long have you been locked in this office, Jerr? Wrist watches have been around for like... a really long time." Alex pointed out. "You girls have been working for me long enough to know that nothing I give you is what you assume it is. These watches, besides telling the time for eight different time zones, also have a number of exclusive features." Jerry pointed out a small button on the side of it that had gone previously unnoticed. "This button here activates a precision cutting laser, and by twisting the face you can intensify the beam strength." "I could have sworn I saw that on a movie once," Sam quipped. Jerry shrugged and showed them another interesting feature. "By pushing the date button 3 times you activate a powerful magnetic field that will attract any metal object within 20 meters." Clover looked impressed as she toyed around with the watch and accidentally activated the magnetic field. Suddenly every metal object was pulled toward the watch. Coins, pens, other gadgets, even Jerry's desk started screeching slowly across the floor. Clover hastily switched off the field and smiled "Now if only I could get that to work for boys," she commented. Sam slapped her forehead at Clover's latest mishap. "Well the next gadget is this pair of sunglasses." Jerry picked them up. "These sunglasses look like your ordinary sunglasses but they are actually a powerful camera with X-ray photographic features. You press this button to snap the shot, this one to toggle between X-ray and standard. The film is kept in the left ear piece," Jerry explained as he handed them to Sam. Then he picked up what looked to be an ordinary lip stick. "That would be the aqua-lips instant scuba gear," Sam said as Jerry was about to speak. "Why yes, Sam. It would seem you've grown used to this particular gadget." "Duh," they chimed in unison.
Jerry smiled and tapped a switch on his desk which caused the wall to the left to fold open and reveal the three jumpsuits belonging to the girls. "Our jump suits? But how did you get those?" Alex asked with a raised eyebrow. "Those are your new jumpsuits. They may not look different but they have something special in them. You see these suits are made with smart thread technology," Jerry replied. The girls exchanged perplexed looks. "In simpler terms that would mean...," Clover asked. Jerry nodded "In addition to the suits standard features there have been several special sensors embedded in the shoulder clips and the joint caps. We've also spliced special pigmented, nano-tech fibers into the normal threads of the suit. These sensors are sensitive to light and the color of their surroundings. The sensors then send an impulse to the fibers causing the suit to change shade and color to match its surroundings allowing for easier stealth procedures." The girls looked impressed. Their suits were always a marvel. They were flame resistant water proof and had fabric knee and elbow pads just as thin as the rest of the fabric but could guard against severe impacts.
After giving the girls everything Jerry pulled several small cards from his desk drawers. "Now girls these cards will certify you to use something you have no past experience with," Jerry said, as he signed his name on each of them and handed them to the girls. Sam read it over she noted the peculiar code of the item she had been assigned, the CR- 34. "Now girls if you'll just take those to the armory and hand them in you'll receive your weapons after a briefing on proper usage of course." "Armory? But we've never been to the armory," Sam said with a perplexed tone. "Ah yes. I'd forgotten." Jerry snapped his fingers again. The same agent that had brought the gadget cart walked into the room. "Show these young ladies to the armory," Jerry ordered the agent. "If you'll follow me I'll show you where you need to go," the agent said after turning to the girls. The agent started for the door with the girls almost on his heels.