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[[Failure to Deliver (Alternative Method) - EEP Applicable - Emissions Annex Provision|Picture the scene]]: {{icds}} as a group of ghost-hunting kids, miles out of their comfort zone, poking around with a flashlight in a dark, cobwebbed cellar, not sure whether they’ll find an imprisoned maiden down a well or Pennywise the Clown, opening doors, dragging themselves further away from the comfortable mark-to-market world, ever more gingerly, and when they got to the Failure to Deliver (Alternative Method) - EEP Applicable, there is a desperate last-minute lunge, they throw in a handful of [[improvised expository definition|improvised expository definitions]], hoping this might scare away whatever unspeakable evil lurks in the shadows, but alas, they wink out, snuffed out by the suffocating darkness.
[[Failure to Deliver (Alternative Method) - EEP Applicable - Emissions Annex Provision|Picture the scene]]: {{icds}} as a group of ghost-hunting kids, miles out of their comfort zone, poking around with a flashlight in a dark, cobwebbed cellar, not sure whether they’ll find an imprisoned maiden down a well or Pennywise the Clown, opening doors, dragging themselves further away from the comfortable mark-to-market world, ever more gingerly, and when they got to the Failure to Deliver (Alternative Method) - EEP Applicable, there is a desperate last-minute lunge, they throw in a handful of [[improvised expository definition|improvised expository definitions]], hoping this might scare away whatever unspeakable evil lurks in the shadows, but alas, they wink out, snuffed out by the suffocating darkness.
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“G... g... guys?” stuttered [[Algernon Farquhar|Algy]]. “I th ... th ... think we better get outta here.”
:“G... g... guys?” stuttered [[Algernon Farquhar|Algy]]. “I th ... th ... think we better get outta here.”
 
:[[Roly Punchface|Roly]] snorted. “What’s ''wrong'' Algy? Are you scared? You a ''chicken''?” He squawked gently, and mimicked a chicken.
[[Roly Punchface|Roly]] snorted. “What’s ''wrong'' Algy? Are you scared? You a ''chicken''?” He squawked gently, and mimicked a chicken.
:“I’m not yeller!” Algy squeaked.
 
:“Are too! —” Roly’s little apple cheeks flushed with brimming petulance.
“I’m not yeller!” Algy squeaked.
:“Lads! ''Quiet''! I have to finish this dispute arrangement. It’s — fiddly ... multi-lat ... ” [[Opco Boone]] jabbed his screwdriver into the mechanism, and a shower of rust sprinkled his face.
 
:“Don’t forget the double counting, Opco,” said George.
“Are too! —”
:Boone wiped his face and adjusted his goggles. “I got it, G. Just a little further —”
 
:The Eagle Squad leader reached into ancient contraption again, but as he did so, deep in the bowels of the [[ETS]] there was a deep, subsonic moan, as if a God, or a monster, was finally stirring from the slumber of aeons.
“Lads! ''Quiet''! I have to finish this dispute arrangement. It’s — fiddly ... multi-lat ... ” [[Opco Boone]] jabbed his screwdriver into the mechanism, and a shower of rust sprinkled his face.
:''What the fuck was that?''
 
:Nearby, a vigorous flutter, an explosion of limbs, like a scrambling bird escaping from its predator’s clutch.
“Don’t forget the double counting, Opco,” said George.
:“Roly! ''Roly''! Come back! Where are you going?”
 
:But the young [[squadsman]] had gone. A righteous sneer curled Algy’s lip.  
Boone wiped his face and adjusted his goggles. “I got it, G. Just a little further —”
:Boone stood up. “C’mon gang, this is a dead end. No-one will read this, or understand it, much less ever use it. We better find [[Roly]]. Let’s get out of here.”
 
The Eagle Squad leader reached into ancient contraption again, but as he did so, deep in the bowels of the [[ETS]] there was a deep, subsonic moan, as if a God, or a monster, was finally stirring from the slumber of aeons.
 
''What the fuck was that?''
 
Nearby, a vigorous flutter, an explosion of limbs, like a scrambling bird escaping from its predator’s clutch.
 
“Roly! ''Roly''! Come back! Where are you going?”
 
But the young [[squadsman]] had gone. A righteous sneer curled Algy’s lip.  
 
Boone stood up. “C’mon gang, this is a dead end. No-one will read this, or understand it, much less ever use it. We better find [[Roly]]. Let’s get out of here.”
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