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Post by Kettu Jarva on Oct 6, 2011 15:37:42 GMT -5
*I sigh and go to scratch my left leg* oh... right... phantom limb..... *makes an angered noise* thats why i need the metal one! it connects to the nerves....
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Post by Volume Virus on Oct 6, 2011 17:00:22 GMT -5
What happened is not for you to know. *I feel bad that I'm being so cold, but it's necessary. Friendship only leads to pain, which is why she's so...sad now. After the announcement, I turn away from the scorched dummy and start seeking out the rendezvous for our unit.*
((Gonna be gone til tomorrow. Just a note...))
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Rachel Mahoney
BLInd Kid
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Post by Rachel Mahoney on Oct 6, 2011 18:31:21 GMT -5
*I nod* understandable. I was just concerned for your well-being seeing as you were and, correct me if I'm wrong, still are my partner. I'll stop being such a bother. *I hear the announcement and head to the rendevouz point, swallowing another pill for my shoulder as I do so*
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Post by rileywilson on Oct 8, 2011 0:26:21 GMT -5
*I throw some things in a bag and then go down to the weapons storage lockers for some of the more deadly weapons. I get my assistants to take them down to the vans while I go find Arieth. She smiles when I answer the door and shows me her new custom made swords. They really do look quite deadly. We make our way to the vans, where we load up and head out. The vans are evenly divided between weapons and survival supplies. I take the front van as I need to direct the driver to the killjoy hideout*
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Post by Jonathon Orwell on Oct 8, 2011 0:42:55 GMT -5
*I get into the second van and we proceed to follow Wilson. Time goes by quite quickly, hours seeming like minutes with the help of a new medication that was released onto the market a month ago. Before we realize it we are in a forest within Oregon.*
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Post by rileywilson on Oct 8, 2011 0:52:35 GMT -5
*I direct the vans, waiting for the side road and the tell-tale stream. Arieth cleans her already impeccable swords beside me. She has been silent for most of the trip. I radio to Orwell*
rb: 'van 1 is prepared. How are you back there?'
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Post by Jonathon Orwell on Oct 8, 2011 1:00:07 GMT -5
*I radio back to him.* I believe we are ready. Attack when ready.
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Rachel Mahoney
BLInd Kid
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Post by Rachel Mahoney on Oct 8, 2011 1:15:08 GMT -5
*I quickly double check to make sure my rifle is fully charged and look out at where the safe house is supposed to be, it's a little strange seeing a forest after being so used to the desert. I swallow another pill so I won't have any pain to distract me*
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Post by Volume Virus on Oct 8, 2011 9:11:01 GMT -5
*We drive quite a long way from Battery City to wherever we're going. There is only one thought in my mind: this time, I will not mess up. No matter what it takes, I WILL be of some help this time, and if I am not, I can only hope to retain my job. I pop my allotted two pills the second I am allowed, waiting for the calm to return. When it does, the anxiety fades and I finally relax, serenely preparing both my rayguns for battle.*
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Post by Jonathon Orwell on Oct 9, 2011 22:50:58 GMT -5
(switching to page 52 of I'll Take What I Want.)
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Post by rileywilson on Oct 9, 2011 22:52:03 GMT -5
(Same here- Ok, I'll just call it for everyone. We're all switching over)
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