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Post by Volume Virus on Oct 4, 2011 19:28:39 GMT -5
*I sigh deeply, breathing in and out and opting not to say anything. Smaller visions flit past. People wearing masks. Drac masks. Masquerade masks. Goggles. City guard masks.* I think...the underground ball might have something to do with Better Living as well. I can remember Killjoys in their stupid costumes...but also a few Draculoids and city guards...what was I doing there?
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Post by Jonathon Orwell on Oct 5, 2011 22:58:10 GMT -5
Underground ball? *She has me confused. It is a new experience. * Ms. Pacis. You have had the unique experience of being amongst these killjoys for a time. You are extremely lucky to come out as whole as you have. We only trust the very talented out in field, and even then undercover work can go horribly wrong. Perhaps you are having hallucinations based off these experiences, or perhaps you have had field work before. I would not let it bother you. The past is the past. The future will be Better.
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Post by Kettu Jarva on Oct 5, 2011 23:27:04 GMT -5
*I start to pull little pills of fabric off of the cheap scratchy blanket of the bed in boredom* god... they are going to bore me to death arent they? *I throw the little fabric balls at the bars of the cell* its what they are going to do I know it...
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Post by rileywilson on Oct 6, 2011 0:53:00 GMT -5
*After an hour of brooding in my office and calming myself down. I finally get up from my chair, kicking the remains of the radio as I leave. I go directly to Orwell's office and wait impatiently for Pacis to leave. As soon as she is gone I storm into his office, all formality gone*
It's time to put our plans into action. I'm tired of waiting. First, we raid the safehouse in Oregon and the mall, asap. I have an exterminator, Arieth, whom I'm sure would be willing to help. At the same time we lure in Max and Red in and make them BLI. With all of them on our team, we climb the ranks or burn those above us. I can't stand the ineptitude of BLI anymore*
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Post by Volume Virus on Oct 6, 2011 6:02:35 GMT -5
*Before I can respond, I see Mr. Wilson outside and figure that I am encroaching upon another meeting. I dart out of the room with a meek "have a better day" to both of them. I'm out of the way before they begin talking, hoping that Mr. Orwell was right and I am merely hallucinating everything. Maybe I did raid a place like that once. As a Draculoid. That must be it.*
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Rachel Mahoney
BLInd Kid
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Post by Rachel Mahoney on Oct 6, 2011 6:12:04 GMT -5
*as I leave training I notice someone walking down the hall that I recognize almost immediatly* Angie? *i walk up to her trying to look calm, when in truth I was so relieved to see that she was ok*
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Post by Jonathon Orwell on Oct 6, 2011 7:05:35 GMT -5
*Wilson comes in as soon as Ms. Pacis leaves. He gives me quite an earful too but I just sit back and smile.* Calm yourself. I have a plan and I completely agree. I am sick of BLI's ineptitude to perform. Call this Aerith lady, we will leave with in the hour. I already have everything prepared. In between training exercises I have gathered supplies. As for Max and the girl? We can coax them back to us on our way to Oregon.
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Post by Kettu Jarva on Oct 6, 2011 11:21:02 GMT -5
*I continue to throw the little balls of fabric at the cell bars* Im going to die here... *sighs* what the hell was I thinking not putting up a fight...
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Post by rileywilson on Oct 6, 2011 11:29:38 GMT -5
*I look at Orwell, a little stunned at how easy that was*
Right, right. I confiscated a radio from one our frequent flyers, Enkeli Jarva, and had an unpleasant conversation with her stupid old fool of an older brother... it might have put me off a little. He used to be my mentor before... well, he's in the zones now. Maybe coming here...
*I look out Orwell's window, lost in thought*
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Post by Jonathon Orwell on Oct 6, 2011 11:34:07 GMT -5
*I scowl but quickly wipe it off my face. He is obviously disturbed. I stand up and walk over to him.* Riley. I need you to remain focused if this is to work. We need to succeed. He is one man, we put up an alert and watch for him. If he somehow manages to get into our facility the others will stop him. Who knows? Perhaps we might meet him on our way out. You can deal with him however you please then. *I smile crookedly and wink at him.*
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Post by Volume Virus on Oct 6, 2011 13:38:23 GMT -5
Good morning, Miss Mahoney. *I nod respectfully in her direction as I walk...somewhere. I don't know where. I find myself at the training area eventually, and shoot a few dummies with both guns.*
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Rachel Mahoney
BLInd Kid
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Post by Rachel Mahoney on Oct 6, 2011 13:52:40 GMT -5
*i follow her back to the training* angie what happened at the mall? I didn't see you behind me and then the mall locked down. And please stop calling miss Mahoney, I'm probably younger than you and I'd prefer if you just called me Rachel. *i recently decided to give up the name Raven, its too much like a killjoy name and I don't want to be seen as someone who acts like one*
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Post by Kettu Jarva on Oct 6, 2011 14:09:22 GMT -5
*I stop throwing the little fabric balls and look around* what... what should I be doing?...
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Post by rileywilson on Oct 6, 2011 14:49:28 GMT -5
*I blink and smile back at Orwell, finally back*
I haven't known you that long, yet you already know how to make me feel better. Allright, let me get Arieth and pack up. I'll see you in an hour
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Post by Jonathon Orwell on Oct 6, 2011 15:20:57 GMT -5
*I send out a message over the intercom and head down to the van. I make sure we have extra supplies and wait for everyone to arrive.*
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Yes, I'm still running - sort of. But it is lonely out here. Haven't seen anyone else for a while.
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