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Post by Volume Virus on Aug 18, 2011 17:48:10 GMT -5
*I internally curse myself for being so stupid. How did I manage to forget that two people had just quit? I feel like a jerk now.* Right. I understand, sir. Sorry to bother you in the first place. I'll stay on. Very sorry. Have a better day! *I practically squeak the last few words out and get as far away from the conference room as I can. Now I'm on Mr. Orwell's bad side, too.*
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Post by rileywilson on Aug 18, 2011 23:02:25 GMT -5
*I decide to get the girl out and to training before Jon explodes. Honestly, now that Max and Red are gone we need more reporgrammed types like her. Their blank minds will absorb anything we throw at them. They can be productive members of society or killing machines in no time. I go up to her,
"In fact, we'd like you to start right away! Would you mind going to gym 3? I can have them set you up with training gear and some handy informational videos. I'll come and check in on you. Everyone I talk to says they love the program"
*I lead her to the door, signaling to Jon that we will be able to talk soon*
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Post by Jonathon Orwell on Aug 18, 2011 23:17:04 GMT -5
*I nod at Riley as he leaves. I am grateful that I have such a wonderful partner. The room is finally quite. I sit down in a seat and bury my head in my hands exhausted. After a moment I grab my jacket and head down to the lobby where I check out as my shift is over. I head back to my apartment after my first day on the job.*
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Post by Volume Virus on Aug 19, 2011 8:33:35 GMT -5
Um, okay! Thank you, Mr. Wilson! *I know the general area where the gyms are, so I start heading toward them. I still shouldn't have said anything, but at least now I know that I'm wanted, and I have a little more hope than I did before.*
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Post by Jonathon Orwell on Aug 19, 2011 13:41:08 GMT -5
*I get to my car and lay my jacket and briefcase on the hood. I dig in my pockets for my keys and when I bend down and stare. There is a big door ding in it. I angrily unlock my door grab my things and start my car. I drive out of the lot and have little patience with the checkpoint guards. When I finally get to my apartment I collapse in the couch, flip on the tv, and before I know it I am asleep.*
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Post by rileywilson on Aug 19, 2011 22:35:41 GMT -5
*I leave Ms.Pacis to her training and head for my office. It will be a long night for both of us. First, I go through the drug regimens for all crows and write down my recommendations, to be approved in the morning by Jonathon. Then I go through personell files again, including Silent Max and Red Havoc. I'm still convinced we can use them somehow to our advantage. An alert pops up on my screen. One car and several weeks worth of supplies are missing. I smirk. Of course Max would do that. I would have cancelled his access sooner, but I couldn't afford to have some of BLI's best weapons die in the desert. Another alert pops up. R&D is requesting my help. I sigh and head out the door*
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Post by Volume Virus on Aug 19, 2011 22:40:53 GMT -5
*I get to the gym and essentially lose myself in the training, only thinking about what I'm doing...for a while, at least. After an hour or two or three (I lose track), the old "who was I?" questions start sneaking back into my head. With Max and the girl gone, I might never know, so I shove the questions away and keep excercising.*
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Post by Jonathon Orwell on Aug 19, 2011 23:30:45 GMT -5
*I wake up around 4 in the morning on my couch. A BLI Thought Adjustment is playing. I am still tired so I take a few pills and head out onto my balcony for some fresh air. The city is alive tonight. Everyone is calm and enjoying themselves despite todays break-in. My first day went alright considering. I decide that it is time to really crack down. I head back in where I make myself a pot of coffee and read a few reports and files, trying to familiarize myself with how things work around here and how they can be improved.*
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Post by rileywilson on Aug 19, 2011 23:56:49 GMT -5
*I send Miss Pacis to bed at 2 am and retire myself, but not before checking the cameras. The construction crews are efficient and everything that was blown up already has at least a temporary patch. I look forward to the morning and explaining to Jonathon the current Crow/Killjoy balance. Battery city will take some getting used to for him*
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Post by Volume Virus on Aug 20, 2011 9:27:44 GMT -5
*Mr. Wilson tells me to go to sleep at some point, and I oblige. Apparently, I'd been training for longer than I thought, because it's early in the morning as opposed to late at night. I fall asleep the second my head hits the pillow, wondering when I got so tired...*
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Post by Jonathon Orwell on Aug 20, 2011 13:21:44 GMT -5
*I have dark bags under my eyes when I come into work the next day. I pop a few pills as I walk into the front door and make my way to the training rooms. I pass a few classrooms on the way and decide I will check them out on my way back. I enter a shooting range. To my left a few draculoids are practicing shooting a target with their laser pistols. To my right the more experiences CROW agents are doing the same but with their ray guns.*
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Rachel Mahoney
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Post by Rachel Mahoney on Aug 20, 2011 13:29:31 GMT -5
*I arrive at the training center that morning and head to the shooting range. I want to perfect my aim because I know that's what kept me from being able to hit those killjoys. I find an open section and start firing*
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Post by Jonathon Orwell on Aug 20, 2011 13:38:44 GMT -5
*I am leaning against a wall, making notes about who has better aim when a girl I recognize walks in. It takes me a moment but I remember she is part of my unit and was on the roof with me the other day. It is important to build a strong connection with my team so early on. I walk over to her and stand slightly behind her, watching.* Nice shot. But a little more to the right and I think you may have got it.
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Rachel Mahoney
BLInd Kid
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Post by Rachel Mahoney on Aug 20, 2011 14:02:44 GMT -5
*I jump a little when I hear someone behind me and I turn around* oh, good morning Mr. Orwell.
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Post by Jonathon Orwell on Aug 20, 2011 15:57:30 GMT -5
*I smile.* Good morning Miss....?
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