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Jeff looked around at the table full of people. Everyone was mingling and chatting and eating, though the latter activity was winding down. He decided that it was time to start the meeting he had called, and tapped his glass for attention. The crowd quieted and turned their faces toward him.
 
"John, Callie? Are you with us?"
 
John's voice came from the small speaker on the table at Jeff's right. "FAB, Dad. We are reading you strength five. Both Callie and I are here."
 
"Ahem. Thank you, everyone, for coming and eating lunch together at the house today. As you know, I wanted to have a meeting after lunch, or at lunch, as the case may be, so that the training, maintenance, and fun of the afternoon could go on without a hitch." Jeff paused to take a breath. "First of all, I want to tell you new recruits how pleased I am with your performance so far. I can see that you are all eager to do your part in our organization and are tackling the training head on. Good work!"
 
The older members began to applaud as Jeff did, joined in by the newbies as they applauded each other. Jeff stopped clapping, and the applause faded out.
 
"There are three small, but vital, issues that I want to address today. The first concerns our uniforms. Am I correct when I say that all of you, with the exception of Elise, John, and Callie, have received your new outfits?"
 
The operatives at the table looked around at each other and nodded. Callie answered in the affirmative over the speaker for herself and John. Jeff took stock of the situation and after a moment, said, "Good. If there are any issues with the fit of the uniforms or rips or tears, please tell Tin-Tin or my mother. The visors you have been issued still need to be fitted for the Heads Up Displays. Brains is in charge of that and will let you know when he is ready to install the technology." Jeff smiled. "Of course, these are only interim uniforms until the new Penelon/Kevlar synthetic that Tin-Tin has developed is ready for cutting and sewing. Then your uniforms will be much more durable and virtually bulletproof. Please remember to wear your caps and gloves when on a rescue. They are both for your safety and our security."
 
Jeff took a sip of water. "Speaking of security and safety, Dianne has a word to say about the new locator implants. Dianne?"
 
Dianne pushed back her chair and stood up. "I expect our new locator chips to arrive any day now. They are very small, and should not present any discomfort, no matter where they are implanted. Once they are, there will be some calibration to be done, and the calibration will be uploaded to Thunderbird Five for tracking from space, and to Mobile Control for tracking on the ground. Alan will have his implanted before he relieves John and Callie, then the rest of you will have them implanted when the space crew returns."
 
She turned to her children. "Everyone in the household will have a locator chip, including the children, Kyrano, and both Emily and my mother, Lisa." She turned now to Lady Penelope. "Jeff would also like for you and Parker to wear locators, as well as some of our other, more active agents. We'll make arrangements for implantation a bit later." She looked out over the room again. "You may choose where to place the chip on your body. It's unobtrusive and hypoallergenic, so put it where you feel most comfortable. If you have any questions, don't hesitate to ask."
 
Christopher raised his hand. "Why do we need these? Aren't the wrist communicators enough?"
 
Dianne looked at Jeff, who said, "The wrist communicators are easily removed and left behind, or removed and smashed. This is something that isn't easily detectible from the outside, nor is it easy to remove. It's a nearly foolproof way for us to keep track, not only of our operatives on the field, but our household members in case of emergency. It's a good replacement for the edible transmitters that we've used in the past."
 
Dianne rolled her eyes. "Believe me, anything is an improvement to those things. They give me such indigestion!"
 
A smattering of laughter met her comment, and she looked around. "Any more questions?"
 
Callie's voice came over the speaker. "What if these things cause an allergic reaction? I've got very sensitive skin...."
 
"The chips are hypoallergenic and are implanted subcutaneously. In the trials of the device, there were no reports of allergic reactions," Nikki said. "Believe me, Callie, I went through the literature and study reports very thoroughly."
 
"Oh okay, Nikki," Callie said, still sounding doubtful.
 
"If it will make anyone feel better, I'll be the first victim," Dianne said with a grin. There was some chuckling at that. "Any other questions?" she asked. When no one replied, she sat back down.
 
Jeff took up the thread of the meeting again. "The last thing I want to discuss with you is the matter of code names. The use of initials as code names is no longer a viable option. I had thought of assigning code names to each of you, but Kyrano," here he nodded at the retainer, "felt it would be better if you picked your own. So, I want you all to give it some thought over the next couple of days and bring me your decisions by Friday. This includes you, too, Penelope, and Parker. We are often in communication with you and your security is just as important as ours."
 
"Thank you, Jeff. I shall give it some thought," Penelope said graciously.
 
"Well, that concludes this meeting," Jeff said. "Those of you who have training should report to your instructors. Dismissed."
 
People began to rise from the table. Scott called out, "Kat, Nikki, Brandon? Meet me down in the aircraft hangar. We're going to take a look at Ladybird today."

Post by Tikatu on 13/01/2005

Jeff heartbeat Dianne plain My IR:TNP OTP!

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