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Post by rileywilson on Oct 16, 2011 0:15:48 GMT -5
*I start a little when I see Arieth and shake my head, rolling down the window*
Well, at least you're not hurt. Are you coming in or what?
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Post by Jonathon Orwell on Oct 16, 2011 0:19:05 GMT -5
*My vision is starting to blur and I really wish I had brought more medication. Todays events made me cocky, I will have to watch myself better. I look over and see someone whom I presume to be Aerith. I nod a hello.*
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Post by Aerith Lin on Oct 16, 2011 0:20:49 GMT -5
*I laugh and pull my way into the van, helmet still on*
Well then, i was hoping thatd be a bit more fun. What have we here?
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Post by Volume Virus on Oct 16, 2011 0:28:22 GMT -5
*Someone swings into the car. I jump a foot or two when I suddenly realize that there's a person sitting next to me that wasn't there a second ago, and I'm about to pull out my gun before I realize that if Orwell and Wilson aren't shooting at her, she's no danger. She seems to know them, at least. I calm down and keep an eye on the Killjoys.*
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Post by rileywilson on Oct 16, 2011 0:29:53 GMT -5
*I smile ant Arieth*
We'll have more fun next time, now that we've seen what the team can handle. So, would you like to be an official part of Unit 8?
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Post by Aerith Lin on Oct 16, 2011 0:35:34 GMT -5
Does that come with a complimentary pen or cup of coffee?
If so, sign me up. Or i'll sign myself up... with the new pen. Unless i don't get it till after i sign in which case... sorry. where were we? oh right haha.
Gladly, dear.
*returns the gun she pocketed on the way in from the one sitting next to her*
I suppose you'll be wanting this back.
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Post by rileywilson on Oct 16, 2011 0:38:45 GMT -5
Excellent. Oh, I almost forgot. Orwell, Arieth... Arieth, Orwell. We now have an official Exterminator on the team.
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Rachel Mahoney
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split in two and never quite whole
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Post by Rachel Mahoney on Oct 16, 2011 0:41:06 GMT -5
*I jump when someone swings into the van and I keep myself from picking up my gun when I don't see anyone else do so*
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Post by Jonathon Orwell on Oct 16, 2011 0:41:11 GMT -5
*I smile and hold out my right hand.* Excellent to meet you. I will be looking forward to your attributions to the team. From what I have heard you are quite skilled.
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Post by Aerith Lin on Oct 16, 2011 0:51:20 GMT -5
*shakes his hand*
Charmed. And thank you, perhaps we'll do some field work soon.
And who are the rest of these people? *looks around to the one she returned the gun to and the other one*
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Post by Volume Virus on Oct 16, 2011 0:54:02 GMT -5
*I accepted the gun without comment, wondering how the woman knew that it was mine. When she addresses me, although indirectly, I turn and grin at her.* My name is Angeline Pacis. Angie for short. Nice to meet you, Miss Aerith. And thank you for returning my gun.
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Post by Jonathon Orwell on Oct 16, 2011 0:54:43 GMT -5
*I cringe inwardly as my fractured arm is shaken. I keep a smile on my face and gesture.* Miss Pacis, miss Mahoney, Mr. Martin, Mr. Thomas, Mr. North, Mr. Virous, and Mrs. Hawthourne. And prisoners.
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Post by Aerith Lin on Oct 16, 2011 1:01:19 GMT -5
Interesting. Well we better get there soon eh?
(im off for the night guys!)
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Post by rileywilson on Oct 16, 2011 1:23:21 GMT -5
*We drive fast and make it there in an hour fifteen. I flash my badge and am immediately directed to a special section of the parking garage. I get out quickly and supervise the guards and medics. The killjoys are each allotted two guards, while the badly off twin is lifted and strapped to a stretcher. I direct the two surgical teams towards Max and Red*
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Post by jumpstart on Oct 16, 2011 1:25:00 GMT -5
*I struggle and start shouting when I realize they are going to separate BP and I*
Shit! Bastards! Let me stay with my brother! I'm a doctor, dammit!
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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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