5After getting Napoleon out of the hospital they boarded a plane for Zurich and after that they were plane hopping until finally they were on a flight to the country of Myanmar in the city of Yangan. They were dog tired, Napoleon had been asleep since they had boarded their current flight, Robert was fighting with his two most prevalent needs- cigarettes and sleep. Illya was trying to be aware of the people around them, he hadn't noticed any THRUSH types on any of their flights which could mean that they were ahead of them and closer to DuRosen.
Illya looked over when he heard Napoleon groan in pain, he saw the man flinch and rub his shoulder. "Time for your medication?" he asked.
"Ugh. I guess, I get caught up in stale sandwiches, bed coffee and what time I am supposed to take my medication. I feel like killing Van myself if this jet lag doesn't get me," Napoleon said. He pulled out a bottle of pills and quietly asked a passing stewardess for a glass of water.
"I tried to get you to stay in the hospital," Illya said.
"I wish I had stayed in the hospital," Robert commented, slowly opening his eyes.
Napoleon chuckled.
"I must say, I am concerned about where we are heading. Myanmar or Burma, whichever you prefer, has just gone through a military coup, that is not taking into account the many small villages and rain soaked jungles that DuRosen can get totally lost in," Illya said.
"Well, from what I've studied about Van, having him on my radar for so long, he isn't welly versed in jungles nor will he like them. There has to be something in Myanmar to compel him to go there," Robert said.
"Well what could it be?" Napoleon wondered out loud.
"We are making our decent so you should find out soon," Illya said, looking out the window.
When the plane landed they had not only their bags searched at the airport but their persons as well, once they were checked out they were released.
"If THRUSH has something going on here then they have to have some influence with the military in charge," Napoleon said. They didn't see any kind of cab outside the little airport so they were walking, the city laid out before them, such as it was.
"Or they don't know about it," Robert said, lighting a cigarette.
"Impossible. If THRUSH has something here then the military has been paid off. Perhaps they even helped with the coup," Illya said.
"You think they are that deeply involved?" Robert asked.
"I am saying it is possible. I suppose our next step is to get a hotel and ask around discreetly as we can about Van," Illya said. He was aware of how tired and weak Napoleon was, he knew if the man didn't get some proper rest soon that he would fall over.
"Yes, I would like a hotel," Napoleon said.
Robert patted his shoulder, he could sense from Illya that he was concerned about his partner's health.
they went into the first hotel they found which was of the British style and got a couple of rooms, it didn't take someone with skills of observation to see that every person they encountered was scared to death, Robert and Illya exchanged a glance as they went in one of the rooms. No one said anything until they swept the room for bugs, finding none they relaxed somewhat, Napoleon laid down on the bed, Illya stood and looked out the window into the hotel's small courtyard, Robert sat down backwards in the desk chair by the bed.
"People around here are jumpy, hmm?" Napoleon asked, laying on the bed with his eyes closed.
"Wouldn't you be if your country had just gone through a coup?" Illya asked.
"Yeah, but the way they act, like one wrong move and you're dead. It's just...I don't know. Gives me the shakes," Robert said, taking a long drag on his cigarette.
"We will most certainly be watched when we go out. And shall no doubt run into trouble if we start asking too many questions," Illya said. He observed four military men making rounds in the courtyard.
"We always run into trouble, my fair Russian. We just have to use our wits and watch our step," Napoleon said. He didn't really care what was going on at the moment, it felt so good to be in a bed.
"Hold on a minute now...what if- what if Van was coming here because he has friends with this part of THRUSH? This section that may or may not be in control of this country?" Robert asked. He got up and started to pace as he thought.
"Are you suggesting that THRUSH is hiding them from themselves?" Illya asked.
"Well, it wouldn't be the first time they fought within their own ranks," Robert said.
"My, my, a kingdom divided against itself cannot stand. If this is the case there's due to be a battle in Berma," Napoleon said.
"Quite a bloody one," Illya said.
Suddenly the door was broken down and the four armed military men from the courtyard were in their room. "You are under arrest!" one of them declared.
"Oh well, so much for a nap," Napoleon commented, raising his hands.