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| Who Should Become Vice-Commander? Vote Now Fools! |
| Ace (Sokata) |
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| GroundWalker (Joel) |
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| Total Votes : 47 |
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 Posted: Sat Jul 28, 2007 9:04 am
((oh my god ... crying i am so sorry you guys, i haven't been on in like two whole weeks ... my mom wouldn't let me get on last week and this week i had summer camp in which there were no computers ... so i basically have a lot of catching up to do ... like my inbox of 350 emails ... *shudders*))
Twitch was unusually silent on the way back to the base after her team's mission. She didn't want to talk to the others, and they had been happy to ignore her. It made sense - after all, she was the new girl, the rookie, she didn't expect anyone to care. What really got to her was her own sheer stupidity. She had choked - sat there and watched as the others risked their lives to bring the twins down while she had been safe in the background ... her first mission and she was already a royal screwup.
The twins' faces. That was what had done it ... they looked so much like - and with the look one of them shot her - oh, it was stupid, really. Ancient history. In the past. But she couldn't help but wonder ...
And then she had panicked. From the time she set eyes on her target, she had felt paralyzed. She couldn't force herself to attack.
You idiot, she chided herself. You moron. You freakin' coward. The mission comes first, you know that, stupid stupid stupid ...
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Posted: Sat Jul 28, 2007 9:08 am
"Me?" Sketch was use to following orders and normally he didn't have a choice in what he did. "Umm, another mission would be fine by me." He wasn't tired and he hated, absolutely hated, training. "But first I will be needing a new sword, Ma'am." It still felt a little weird to be calling someone younger than him 'ma'am' but he couldn't get rid of his old habits.
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Posted: Sat Jul 28, 2007 9:13 am
"Aye, aye. Alright Sword it is." She stuck her arms out like a bird, and half-waddled, half-strutted to the end of the hall before turning off to the left, back in the portal room's direction. "What type of sword do you want? They'res gun swords, long ones, katana-like one's, even some that are made out of light beams and elemental structure here."
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Posted: Sat Jul 28, 2007 9:26 am
Sketch prevented himself from laughing at the way Stalker was walking with her arms out, carrying the wolf. When she asked him what type of sword he wanted, he didn't even have to think twice. He just wanted one like his old one. "A katana but it has to be a little shorter than the length of my body."
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Posted: Sat Jul 28, 2007 9:32 am
"S'alright, easy stuff then, they oughtta have that done by the end of the day." She grinned, as she continued to strutwaddle down the hall, The Sleeping wolf rolling form side to side in a groggy manner atop her head. She made one final turn into a rather large, spacious room, that was stifling hot, vibrating with ring's of ahmmers clanging onto metal.
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Posted: Sat Jul 28, 2007 9:41 am
Sketch followed Stalker to what appeared to be a blacksmith's room. He waited for Stalker to tell whoever she needed to his requirements. He took the gun out of his pocket and played with it. He then realized he still had the sheath to his old katana. "Here," he said handing it to Stalker, "If possible, can they make a sword to fit this?"
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Posted: Sat Jul 28, 2007 9:48 am
The smitthy picked up the sword, examining it with a slight brow quirk before nodding gruffly and sauntering back into the oarnge glowed hue back. "Come back tommorow mornin'." He gestured with his large hand, before digging around for a metal sheet.
"Thar we go. Now what mission could we do without proper weapons?"
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Posted: Sat Jul 28, 2007 9:54 am
"We could always clean the bathrooms," he joked. Sketch was getting more comfortable with Stalker. "You know I still have this gun," he said remembering the gun. "I am pretty good with a gun. I just prefer katanas." He smiled at his young Captain.
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Posted: Sat Jul 28, 2007 10:07 am
Xinrie shuddered slightly, as the horrid memory of having to clean the bathrooms a year ago came flooding back to her. "Nu-uh no bathrooms...I'd suggest the cat mission...bt it's taken for the day..." She went silent, furrowing her brow in deep thought. Oh something incredibly smart was about to part from her lips. "Bah! I got nothin'!" Or maybe not..."I'd take an advanced mission but for those we need all members of the squad and our top weapons....How `bout you choose one Sketch?"
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Posted: Sat Jul 28, 2007 10:18 am
"One what?" Sketch was confused. "You just said we can't do the cat mission cause it's taken and we can't do an advanced mission cause we don't have all our members and I don't have my best weapon. Is there any other mission we could do?"
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Posted: Sat Jul 28, 2007 10:24 am
"We could always just....well one is the City of Urkal market security, we'd just need to clothesline the pickpockets and whatnot. Easy mission right there." She nodded to herself ,figuring it was the best hting to do right now.
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Posted: Sat Jul 28, 2007 10:38 am
"Sounds good to me. We don't even need weapons for that, but just in case," Sketch put his gun back in his pockets. "Do we need to go to the portal room or are we going by normal transportation?
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Posted: Sat Jul 28, 2007 10:47 am
"....Portal Room, It's quicker, but first we need to find rubiks, I wanna take her along for this one." Reaching up Xinrie picked the sleeping wolf up from her head, and held him straighout in front of her. She brought her hand up as if she were going to pet him, but instead she karate chopped the wolf upside the head. Oi! Wake up you lazy Thing! Go tell Ryanna we're taking the Urkal mission and meet us in the portal room." The wolf groggilly stared up at Xinrie in the upmost annouyed fashion before dropping down from her hands and trotting off down the hall.
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Posted: Sat Jul 28, 2007 12:04 pm
As Vin slowly got closer and close to the top of the tree, he could hear the frantic meows of the stupid cat that had gotten himself up there. "This old lady better not let this cat get lost anymore. Or I just might have to..." he said as he was interrupted by the hissing of a cat. "I'm glad I brought this" he said as he stabilized himself on a large branch and pulled out a large blue sack. As he slowly crawled towards the cat, he lifted the sack over his head in preparation for the swipe to nab the kitty. As he got closer, the cat seemed to get more and more angry with the orange haired man coming towards it. And with a quick swipe of both arms and the bag, Vin was able to get the cat into the bag easily. He looked around, then took some catnip in the bag and laughed. Then preceded to climb down the tree to the old lady jumping up and down with glee.
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Posted: Sat Jul 28, 2007 12:55 pm
(Well, today I can't RP cuz im packing for the camp im going to. Tomorrow I leave at 5:00 am on a five hour drive to the camp... so... I won't be on for a week... well... by... see ya in a week...)
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