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| SierraAR | Oct 23 2011, 07:56 PM Post #1 |
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Federation Spaceport, Sierra Hanger #37, DeArshin's 3rd moon, Kithar System 1130 hours Loading Bay 4 With the exception of the occasional loudspeaker announcement, this part of the space port was rather quiet. Dragon 12 was the only Sierra 'shipment' to depart DeArshin today, so the squad had some peace and quiet to rest and wait in before their transport would arrive at 1530 hours. Of course, their new commander, Sergeant Major Jacob 'Dakota' Delka, wanted his squad to get friendly with eachother. So, under the pretense of being early... He ordered everyone to be at the loading bay four hours early. However, upon showing up, the first squad member to arrive would fine Jacob nowhere to be found... ((OOC note: Here's your chance to introduce your characters, have some character development and interactions, and just have some fun while we wait for everyone to get their characters and backgrounds figured out. |
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| Sinclaire | Oct 25 2011, 11:35 AM Post #11 |
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The whisper drew Veronika's emerald eyes from her work, the corners of her lips crooking in an slight smirk. "Good thing I'm using these, then." she answered, lifting an RDX pack from the case, a faint accent colouring her words. "You can jump on these, toss them in a fire, pump them full of bullets; perfectly safe. But good luck to whoever has to clean up what's left of you if you play with the detonator." She paused for a second. "But, where are my manners? Veronika 'Eris' Sinclaire, at your service.", adding a small mock-bow for emphasis, before returning to her gear. |
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| AzzureGhemstone | Oct 25 2011, 02:33 PM Post #12 |
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She glanced up from Gaelen, and let her eyes fall on the ever familiar form of Rase, and her body seemed to lose most tension that it had held before. He was here... which meant that she could actually relax. Her face lit up with a grin for her partner. She shifted, before she moved towards him. "Yeah. Prolly is.. with our luck." Her eyes flickered towards the rifle bags that he held at the moment, before she snorted softly. "Mmh~ Because you know Rase... I'm just such girly girl, I'm always needin' all my dresses and make up." She retorted, along with a flirty bat of her eyelashes. The others around them probably wouldn't get it... but she knew that he would, especially since he knew her so well... And knew that she wouldn't touch either thing she spoke of with a ten foot pole. Both made her feel girly... and she didn't like that. At all. Then.. after a moment or two, she turned back to the others, and let her eyes study them, before she offered her own name. "M'name's Azzure Ghemstone, but I tend to go by Aqua. Just ask him." At him, she nodded towards Rase, her grin still ever present. |
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| SierraAR | Oct 25 2011, 03:33 PM Post #13 |
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Some might be wondering why he lugged those two rifle cases around instead of letting the cargo folks handle it - Or may even ask why he had one of them locked. Well, the locked rifle was very special. The other one? He just didn't like anybody touching his gear. He smirked, poking his spotter's forehead. "Yeah? Well, that reminds me. You did lose a bet, and I just so happened to pack a pink frilly dress." a wink, before he turned to the others. "Johnathan Rase, Shadow, or that Echo kid at your service." The latter name was more of a joke - He had actually been called that once by a Foxtrot sergeant while working for Echo Squadron. |
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| AzzureGhemstone | Oct 25 2011, 04:54 PM Post #14 |
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She went slightly cross eyed while watching his finger move to poke her forehead, before with a snort, she shook her head, and blinked. Her hand came up to swat at his, then she huffed softly. "Don't poke m- HEY! What? No. No. There's no way in hell yer gonna get me in something frilly... let alone freakin' pink!" Those words came out in something close to a strangled and undignified yelp. After a moment, she turned to give him a rather hard stare. He had to be bluffing...right? He had to be... Unless he had packed it while she wasn't paying attention.. Well She'd just have to rifle though her bag and his... in search for the mentioned dress. Then when he mentioned 'That Echo Kid at Your service, she grinned. That... she defiantly remembered. And it had been amusing. |
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| Livewire | Oct 25 2011, 10:19 PM Post #15 |
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"I'll pass on the bet," Gaelen said, taking note of the friendly exchange. It was clear there was mutual respect between the two, and now wasn't the time to find himself on the wrong side of a pair of soldiers who could kill him in a heartbeat. Especially since he had the uncanny ability to miss a bright red target on a green forest background - how he managed to pass pistol training was anyone's guess. "Besides not having Sionian credits, it sounds perfectly logical. Anyone up for cards?" he added, taking a worn deck out of his pack, thankful he wasn't as bad at poker as he was at aiming, even if it was a completely useless combat skill. |
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