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Post by Deleted on Jul 16, 2008 21:21:02 GMT -5
Fenrix raised a brow. "Shall I go find you some prozac, Vyt?" She snapped her teeth at Midknight. "Oh shut it, you're still on thin ice from the last little mission we went on, you're in no position to be ordering people around."
Now she turned to Elycien and Scar. "When can we leave?"
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Post by Cyborg on Jul 16, 2008 21:28:00 GMT -5
" You do not frighten me, Fenrix, your over agression may lead to your downfall one day." Midknight said calmly.
" Hey, hey break it up you two, if we're about to go on a mission we need to stick together." Rose said walking into the room.
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Post by Bacon on Jul 16, 2008 22:10:36 GMT -5
"Just as yours might." Clint commented silently so Midknight hopefully wouldn't hear. He never cared much for the Kougra brothers, as they didn't seem to look out for anyone but themselves, and seemed to enjoy arguing, but he had to admit they were good in a fight. Besides... if they were going to war, one of Midknight's abilities may prove especially useful for Clint.
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Post by Arista~ on Jul 16, 2008 22:29:54 GMT -5
Arista hugged Vyt. He seemed like he was in a very big need for a hug right about then. "It's okay." She kept whispering to him.
She turned to Elycien. "Would it be okay if me and Vyt followed you guys and not rode in the jeeps?"
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Post by Scar on Jul 17, 2008 4:50:56 GMT -5
Scarven slammed a fist onto his end of the table, tail bristling. "I've about had it up to here with y'all yammering and hissing away. We've got more important things to do so hop to 'em. Don't make me tell you lot twice." He finished by snapping his fingers. "Go on," he continued impatiently. "Supplies don't move themselves you know."
He waited for the rest to move off before getting up himself, leaning over the table in Vyt and Arista's direction. "Pull yourself together, man," he said exasperatedly in a low hiss. "You're a merc now, not some bumbling civvy." Seeing that the catboy was still shivering, he sighed and looked Arista over. "You can fly him if ya want but I want it clear that I expect the both of you to be fully kitted up and ready for battle."
Finally he turned to Fenrix and Elycien, paws on his hips. "A half dozen. Relics I'm sure but I've kept 'em oiled and tuned up, especially the mounted cannons* in the rear, so they'll keep till we can buy some new ones. Give me a couple of hours to make some minor adjustments to 'em and we'll be ready to leave when everyone's done kitting up, though ..." He glanced at Vyt. "We probably should leave tomorrow morning. The supplies aren't exactly easy to cart around."
Then he flashed a grin. "And I call shotgun, or should I say gatling gun."
((* 'Cannon' refers to mounted machineguns like those on humvees))
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Post by Vyt: Down, but Not Out on Jul 17, 2008 5:18:07 GMT -5
Shakily but steadily, Vyt nodded in response to Scarven. He had already grown past his mortality challenge by the age of sixteen; he should already know how to act accordingly. "E-e-expect me t-t-to be ready b-b-by tomorrow," he sighed, one of his hands already on his head. If the catboy would want to be on the mission, he would have to at least suppress everything that was disturbing him.
Before the meeting could be adjourned, Vyt pulled out of Arista's hug and headed towards the backdoor. "I-I-I'll be prep-p-paring my trap k-k-kit," he assured them, albeit his way of speaking was not even close.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 17, 2008 8:09:24 GMT -5
((XDD Scar-kun, I know what a cannon is, my dad used to drive one until he went to reserves and off active duty.))
Fenrix shrugged and didn't answer Midknight, not in the mood for killing him, tonight anyways. "Whatever you say Scarven." She stood and stretched lazily. "Shiloh, be a dear and go scout out where we're going." The kingdoms were familiar to her, being so close to the Fortress and the city around it. Fenrix had paid the leaders a visit just after the downfall of Takehiko, as if to mend the bridge between her country and theirs. Safe passage might be negotiated, but they were so war-torn.
Fenrix turned back from the door to look at Scar. "Scarven, who will we be meeting up with once we get there?"
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Post by Lizzie on Jul 17, 2008 9:00:35 GMT -5
Twizzlers had been listening this whole time. She was afraid of the jeeps, and she started to cry because of Vyt's story. She couldnt help it! She was a very emotional koala, with a big heart.
"Can't I just walk??"Twizzlers asked,"I'm afraid of big things, and so many things are big........."
She hadn't lied. She was so afraid of anything bigger than a person.
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Post by PFA on Jul 17, 2008 9:01:57 GMT -5
After listening to Scarven's orders, Jernath nodded, then ran downstairs and started gathering the supplies they would need for the mission.
((... >_> I don't feel like making an incredibly rambly post here, so you get a short post today. Huzzah.))
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Post by Arista~ on Jul 17, 2008 22:21:16 GMT -5
Arista watched Vyt walk out the door. She didn't want to leave him alone, but knew that she could do nothing for him at this exact time. She would have to check up on him sometime else. She sighed and looked around the room. "Who all can't go in the jeeps? I need to know now so that I can get enough mounts." She said loudly.
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Post by Bacon on Jul 18, 2008 0:36:12 GMT -5
"I could just shove you in my pocket." Clint said to Twizzlers, half commenting on her size, and half serious. He had only used his ability once on another sentient being, though, and it hadn't turned out very well so he'd rather save a measure for last resort. "Save the whining for jet engines, we've got work to do. Jeeps aren't that bad."
When he got down the stairs and saw the jeeps for the first time, he mumbled something so incomprehensible, all the others could make out was "...beautiful...vintage..." Placing a hand on the tried and true metal sides, he could only smile. It had been some time since he had seen this kind of old-fashioned American-made hardware. Cyborgs and vampires and shapeshifters were nice and all, but they didn't have the pride or nobility of a U.S. Marine or the trustworthyness of the promise of a Blackhawk for quick exfil. Getting over his patriotic nostalgia, Clint walked over to the boxes of supplies, picked one up, and loaded it in the jeep.
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Post by Elcie on Jul 18, 2008 6:32:20 GMT -5
Elycien nodded to Arista. "Go ahead." Her eyes followed Vyt as he left, slightly worried, but she didn't go after him. She turned to Alerid instead.
"At least... write to them, offering our services."
He shrugged. "Very well."
And now... Elycien shook her head, sighing. Preparations were underway, and there was only one thing left for her to do: find the Gathows. How irritating.
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Post by Lizzie on Jul 18, 2008 9:15:53 GMT -5
Twizzlers shrugged. She had been shoved in pockets a LOT of times.
"Clint,"Twizzlers said,"I'm so used to that, anyone can shove me in their pocket. I dont mind."
She had emergency sleeping goo, healing bubbles, forcefields, and poison bubbles ready. If there was a war, fight, or someone was doing something bad to a merc, she was ready.
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Post by Cyborg on Jul 18, 2008 10:02:35 GMT -5
" I woudn't mind walking." Cyborg said.
" You could always ride on Shado's back." Midknight suggested to Twizzlers. Shado walked over to the koala and sat down looking at it with curioscity.
" I'll walk too." Midknight stated.
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Post by Arista~ on Jul 18, 2008 12:44:09 GMT -5
"So, two walking, one going to fly, and the rest are going with the jeeps." Arista thought outloud. "Does that sound correct? Or do you, Cyborg and Midknight, want to ride something? Are you sure you can keep up with the jeeps at a walk?" She asked turning to the two brothers.
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