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Posted: Mon Mar 13, 2006 7:43 am
Dash clomps into the bay holding his helmet under his arm, "Hey, is there anyone in here willing to let me hitch a ride to the asteroid? It'd be a drop 'n' go procedure."
Dash stands calmly waiting.
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Posted: Mon Mar 13, 2006 8:52 pm
Jeffie returns Dash's call. "I'm headed out to the asteroid right now... I'd love to take you for a ride. Gotta try out my new handiwork... come on over here, and I'll hook you up."
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Posted: Tue Mar 14, 2006 10:39 am
(( Just so you know, most people are posting their launch from the "Battles" thread, so maybe we should head there.))
Davan walks up to Dash as he prepares to tow along with Jeffie, "Hey, I've been looking for you. I started talking to you a while ago, but you just dissappeared. What do you say we team up to take down the security from inside the asteroid? And while I'm here, could I hitch a ride with you, Jeffie?"
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Posted: Tue Mar 14, 2006 6:27 pm
"I suppose, hop on! Dash, get your lazy bum over here, we're going out!"
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Posted: Thu Mar 16, 2006 7:32 am
"Thank you."
Davan fires his jump jets at a low setting, and guides himself to a stop on top of Jeffie's Mech's head. He then attaches a grapnel cord to it, so that he won't fall off.
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Posted: Thu Mar 16, 2006 11:16 am
"Alright Davan, now that you're in place, we're just waiting on Dash..."
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 8:43 pm
Jeffie, back in his black Phoenix, swoops around to Dash and grabs him, swiftly carrying him and Davan out to the battle.
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Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2006 1:55 pm
Dash, currently preoccupied by some beautiful-looking machinery in the docking bay is taken totally by surprise by the large birdlike claw that suddenly swings out and grasps him about the waist. With his one free hand, Dash just barely manages to close the air filter on his helmet before he is swept out of the docking bay.
Dash is now hurtling at several thousand kilometres per hour through space behind a glowing avatar of death.
Dash activates his comlink. "Jeffie, is that you?"
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Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 6:32 pm
"Si, Baroni," Jeffie transmits. "We're headed into battle"
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Posted: Thu Mar 30, 2006 10:02 am
As Andreis had said before, a mid-sized shuttled eased towards the open bay doors, devoid of life and running only on AI autopilot. The engines glow faintly with minimal thrust and the control thruster's hissed with the delicate aligment. Some docking crew ran out in their suits to intercept, while of them jumped up in the near weightlessness to climb aboard the shuttle and dock her. As programed, the shuttle sent a notification to Andreis saying.
"Docking completed"
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Posted: Thu Jul 06, 2006 6:28 am
Ermor tapped his foot, annoyed at the delay of the delivery. He checked his chronometer again, double checking the time. Finally, the force field that covered the blast doors to space flickered on so the door could be openned without destroying everything inside. The blast doors ground open and a large ship floated into the bay. With a loud hiss, it settled on its landing gear and the personnel loading ramp dropped with a clank. A man rushed out, heading over to Ermor with a datapad.
"Sorry we're late Mr. Lossehelin, there was a problem with routing at UPS Galatic HQ. I hope you aren't too displeased with us." Ermor waved at him to stop. "Its fine, better late than never I suppose." The man nodded. "This shipment includes the ammunition resupply, an assortment of mech parts, fuel cells, as well as fuel pellets, and a food resupply. I think that is everything." The man finishes. "Yes, thats everything. I'll sign for it and your crew can begin unloading." Ermor took the datapad from the UPS guy and signed his name. "There, now get to work." He walked off, not quite sure where he was going.
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