First an interlude, in which we see that my agents haven't been keeping up on the latest events in HQ. This was originally planned as an intro to the mission where they use the fictionary, but I don't know when I'll actually get around to get it written, so I thought I'd better write it as an interlude, before the joke gets even older. The fictionary is the brainchild of Tungsten Monk, who has kindly allowed me to use it in ... certain missions.

http://eileen-alphabet.livejournal.com/16763.html

And then the mission itself, in which the agents are really warming up to the longest-charge-list Winter Olympics. Cimarron, the soal, is the brainchild of Pieguy.
Rated M, NSFW and might be considered NSFB depending on how great your love of the English language is.

http://eileen-alphabet.livejournal.com/17531.html
And link to second part, because LJ thought it was too long for one post.
http://eileen-alphabet.livejournal.com/17726.html

Mini-Darkspawn rescued: Gray, Sir Jory, Hightever, Crow, Gregoir, gunlock, Anitivian, Antivian's, Zav, Lylium, Antivain, and Riorden.

Oh, and Jane, the mini-Aragog and Galliefrey and Toclafaine, the mini-Reapers are still hanging out in RC #170. The agents are not trying to steal them, they just don't know where they belong and are still waiting to hear from the owners or someone who knows them.