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Post by Omni on Dec 27, 2007 16:31:58 GMT -5
Ethan wandered through the halls, looking for the room where the promotions were to be held. He was pretty sure it was in this sector… After searching for a few minutes, he eventually asked a 'Fleet officer for directions. His directions turned out to be simply rounding the next corner and heading through the door.
"Hey, guys," he said as he entered the room seconds later, still in his black outfit.
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Post by zarikrahia on Dec 27, 2007 19:09:16 GMT -5
'Heya, Ethan. Did you get lost, too? None of those maps are in Illvrii, nor Illhvrenan. So all the symbols and stuff were beyond me. Since the Illvren symbol for creche is the same as fleets symbol for parents room. Ecks Dee. I am an idiot. I am being promoted to janitor for sure.' Zari ranted on in this nanner until Ienalle, in human form, knocked her over. 'This is last-minute hysterics. ' she informed. 'She'll get over it and shut up soon.'
((Illhvrii is the formal form of Illhvrenan. It's spoken slower and abbriviations are not used. Zari uses Illhvrenan mostly.))
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Post by Omni on Dec 27, 2007 19:55:14 GMT -5
"I haven't even looked at a map, yet, or at least not one that shows more than where the sectors are and what kinds of things are in said sectors." He made a note to do that on his hard drive. "Yeah, I got lost."
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Post by zarikrahia on Dec 28, 2007 15:30:12 GMT -5
Zari got back up. 'Heh, sorry. I got completely and utterly lost. as in, really lost.'
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Post by Kengplant on Dec 28, 2007 23:32:23 GMT -5
((Yahg! Sorry. Been busy with work and holidays and Christmas and all that jazz.))
*BRRUURRSSSZZZZZZZAAARRRR!*
Sounded one of the devices in Keng's room loudly.
"Wha? Uhhh." Her hand groppled around looking for an alarm clock. It seemed like a logical device to be making such a sound.
*BRRUUUUUSSSSSSSZZZZZRRRRRRRT!* it sounded again whatever it was.
"Ok, I'm up, I'm up."
*BRUUUUUUUUUSSSSSSZZZZZZRRRRRRRRT*
"Where the heck is the volume control!"
The volume control for the doorbell is located at the screen next to the door.
said the disembodied voice.
"That's a doorbell?" asked Keng to no one in particular before getting up to answer the door. She looked down at herself and discovered she'd fallen asleep in her clothes. The same clothes she'd been wearing when she'd got there. Not that she really had much else.
*BRRRRUUUUUSSSSSSZZZZZZZUUUUUURRRRRT!*
"OK I'M COMMING!" Keng yelled at the closed door. But the person on the other side couldn't hear her. The rooms were very well sound proofed against yelling.
So she opened the door to Guy. The ... guy who had delivered the mattress. "Why did you keep ringing the door bell so much?" she asked him.
"I only rang it once. It's set to keep ringing until you open the door or turn it off."
"Can I change that?" asked Keng a tad sleepily.
"Yup. Anyways, I've got a few packages here for you."
"Packages? But I didn't... oh wait." Keng remembered ordering a few things the night before. "They're here already?"
"You bet. So, just put your thumb here and I'll hand them over."
"Oh, ok. Thanks."
"Your welcome. See you later."
Keng took the boxes inside her room and opened them up. New clothes. ((see the picture in space personas)). "Perfect." this was true of the clothes. Not of the time, which she now noticed. "Uh oh." she was going to be late if she didn't hurry."
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Post by Fraze on Dec 29, 2007 2:14:30 GMT -5
"I guess no one else saw the signs here?" Fraze asked. He gestured to signs on the ceiling, pointing out various locations, airport-style. "I think they only have them in the areas open to the public."
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Post by Bacon on Dec 29, 2007 12:09:02 GMT -5
"Sorry if I'm late, I got lost somewhere between Eighth Street and Maple... or something like that..." Bacon said as he walked up to the others, clearly disoriented.
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Post by zarikrahia on Dec 29, 2007 16:08:13 GMT -5
'I took a wrong turn and ended up in the disabled toilets. How did I do that? You okay there? Did you sleep in, hit your head, get lost, and walk into a pole? I did.' Zari rubbed her head and grimaced. 'I hope this thing starts soon. Then it'll be over and I can get on with getting a permit from a professor about hosting a class on cloning mammals. If you want to hold a class, you need a permit. Which stinks. Since there's no Genetics Prof. so far. So I'll have to wait.
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Post by Bacon on Dec 30, 2007 22:49:06 GMT -5
Clint strolled into the room like he owned the place. "Let's do this!"
Bacon laughed, "'Let's do this'? It's a promotion ceremony, not an assault takedown."
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Somewhere in Laketan Controlled Space:
"What happened?!" Vedrik demanded to nobody in particular. He was on the Grech tiu Zioscey, Captain ZOC's ship. It was a Vulpis-class cruiser, which was more compact compared to the Lupis-class cruiser he and Malz'gir had captianed, "What happened out there, Vaike?!"
"The name is ZOC." The younger man replied, "And isn't it obvious? Commandos raided Malz'gir's ship-"
"That's 'the Admiral/General' to you!" Vedrik replied, mentally wondering how the Huuji Laketan could think of himself as an equal to the greatest warrior their race had known in modern times.
The Captain rolled his eyes, "Right... his ship was raided by commandos. He somehow got a message out, and when you showed up the commandos did the same. During the ensuing battle, the commandos captured Ma- the Admiral/General while we where distracted." Equally frustrated as the other Laketan, he then cursed in the first language that came to mind, adding as an afterthought, "Pardon my French, sir."
Vedrik blinked, "Actually, I believe that's Chinese..."
ZOC forced his eyes not to roll again. He spoke English far more fluently far longer than most other Laketans, so this kind of miscommunication was bound to happen eventually. "Anyways... I have an idea at how we can strike back... I can't divulge my sources at the moment, but I have some interesting information about our enemies' last mission. Commander, what do you know about the Togorians?"
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Post by Fraze on Dec 31, 2007 4:27:49 GMT -5
"For once, I agree with Clint. Let's get on with the show!" With that, Fraze found a seat in front of the stage and decided to occupy it.
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Post by Amneiger on Dec 31, 2007 10:56:41 GMT -5
Amneiger looked around the curtain. "So Clint will give us our promotions?"
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Post by Omni on Dec 31, 2007 11:00:27 GMT -5
"Shouldn't we still wait for Keng, at least?"
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Post by zarikrahia on Dec 31, 2007 16:13:46 GMT -5
Dretne started looking for an unoccupied head to sit on, while Zari thought on this. 'Yeah, we should wait for Keng.' she said at last, putting Aeloan on her shoulder.
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Post by Bacon on Jan 1, 2008 2:49:34 GMT -5
"So Clint will give us our promotions?"
"What? No! I most certainly did not come here in my fancy-shmancy dress uniform just to pin a badge to your pockets!" The commando replied indignantly.
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Post by Amneiger on Jan 1, 2008 3:03:56 GMT -5
"Then who is?" Amneiger looked around.
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