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Post by shiivster on Nov 30, 2006 2:48:08 GMT -5
*fumbling with her keycard and dropping it at least once, turns toward the voice. 'yeah ... why? ... ' *then moves back to lean against the doorsill and stares at shroud .. exhaustion showing on the face. in her one unguarded moment, it shows to the entire world
'i know a bit about them. got one that has 4 or 5 sights .. and you can load one or two ... was working on a third slot, but its too bulky then ... why? ' *yawns and nearly falls off the door sill. 'sorry ... can i talk in the morning or next 4 hours? .. thats how long i sleep if i'm not sidturbed ... take care of yourself ...' *then stands up straight onc again, yawns a final time and turns for her door down the hallway
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Post by dakota on Nov 30, 2006 13:31:20 GMT -5
Khris nodded. " Okay, we cahn talk in the morning. Got something else I want you to try to come up with, but it can wait." Dropping the Ipod beside him, he reached for the remote and turned on the television and continued assembling the weapon.
after a couple moments, he picked up his phone again and text messaged Tiger again
Drop by 4 nightcap after U ditch Lapdog if u want
He dropped the phone again and resumed his cleaning.
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Post by shiivster on Nov 30, 2006 16:00:07 GMT -5
*nods, stumbles for her doorway and finally gets into her room. once thereshe hits the lights and moves to the side, out of instinct and then looks about. 'cool, no one here ... wonderful. next time bro ... ' *yawning once again, makes her way to the bedroom and enters that space and finally slips the long coat with the 50 odd pounds of equipment. eases out of the leg braces, and then sits on the foot of the bed and flops backwards, all but asleep just then.
*her half aware and sleepy voice is heard briefly as she mutters .. 'oh damn ... the lights ... to heck with them ... ' *then rolls over and pulls the bedcover over with her, deep asleep and no longer aware of her surroundings.
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Post by logan on Dec 1, 2006 11:49:14 GMT -5
Patriot Seeing her pull out the money, he waves it away with is hand and pulls out his wallet. "Put that away. I've got two years worth of back pay that I don't know what to do with." He pays their tab up to now and returns his wallet to his pocket. Glad that they were able to clear things up, he leans back over his plate. "I'll make sure Jeckle is in a position near Shroud. You know how he likes to work solo." At her question about where he's been, he sets his fork down and pushes the plate away as he takes another drink of his beer. "I got to see the sun rise and set on the Iraqi desert and over the mountains of Afghanistan. Real nice if you get the spare moments to watch. Can't say that the rest of it was as pleasant though." He looks out the window for a moment. "Things are bad over there, but not as bad as the news says. We're getting a lot of good things done. I'm glad I was able to help. It's been burning me since I was selected for the program that I wasn't being returned to the action over there, but my time there made me realize that things are in good hands there." He looked back to her. "I'm needed here. This country is faultering. It's almost completely divided and the people need something to believe in again. I guess that's why the government was enthusiastic when I told them I was coming here." He looked at her and smiled. "Don't worry, I didn't tell them anything about the mission or that I was even working with OS again. They can figure that out on their own. But now you know why I'm so determined to bring the guy down along with his organization." He smiled again. "There's no place I'd rather be than here with you and the others." [Tiger] “Where have you been recently? Seen anything interesting other than battles?” Tiger asks Patriot as she settles into her chair, hoping for a captivating travel story. [tag: Patriot, Shroud, any] |
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Post by albatross on Dec 1, 2006 19:53:52 GMT -5
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Glancing at Shroud's message, Tiger proceeds to eat his dinner, "I glad you're here," she says to Patriot. "Its too bad you can't be in two places at once, still I'm sure you are right. Misinformation is a frequently used weapon in war."
"Before I forget, Cerebrum mentioned he could contact a friend here who might have information. Do you think we should have him set up a meeting for lunch tomorrow or the day after tomorrow?"
She digs into her food and takes a drink of the beer Shroud ordered.
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Post by Dome on Dec 1, 2006 20:16:50 GMT -5
After working himself out on all the equipment he is physically tired, however he can still here the city beating in on him. Saying out loud to himself, "I hope we can relieve some of the strain this city is under. It would go along way to make me feel better. Maybe I will be able to get to the bottom of my families death at the same time."
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Post by logan on Dec 2, 2006 19:44:22 GMT -5
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Glad to not be the only one eating anymore, he shrugs. "Could be a good idea. I don't think we're going to have to worry about anybody catching on to us until after we make contact with the Underground. Or after he makes contact with his friend." He takes a sip of his beer. "Let's do it tomorrow. We'll send him out with Shroud and Jeckle with you and me as any back up if it's needed. I doubt it will be though. They are supposed to be friends after all." He looks at her and gives her a wink. "We might get a chance to see how the rookies handle themselves in action if something goes wrong though so let's keep our fingers crossed."
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Post by shiivster on Dec 2, 2006 20:25:08 GMT -5
*gives a faint sigh, andt hen stirs enough to roll over onto her side, and continues to sleep. one thought moves about in her sleeping mind, working out problems and such in regards to the question raised by Shroud. and finally a tiny portion of the mind has set aside the needed 'wish list' of top quality components, and then the list of 'not the greatest, but i'll make it work or else' list ... and somehow knows that it will be the second list she most likely will be working with.
*that settled in her mind, seems to curl up into aball and a small smile shows on the corner of the good part of the face, a sign that she is now at ease.
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Post by albatross on Dec 2, 2006 22:15:06 GMT -5
[Tiger]
She nods at Patriots suggestions, "Sounds good. So have you learned any new tricks since we last worked together?" She eats with one hand and keys a short text message to Cerebrum at the same time:
-Lunch with your friend tomorrow? Or the day after?-
She hits send and sits back, trying to relax her mind and focus on her food and Patriot rather than continuing to think about the mission.
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Post by Dome on Dec 2, 2006 22:40:12 GMT -5
Dante picks up his phone as the message comes through. Looking at the phone for a moment the screen displays his message to Tiger without him typing anything.
-Sounds good. Will make the call in a few.-
Once the message is sent he walks out of the weight room and makes his way back up to his room. Once he gets there he quickly strips and jumps into the shower.
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Post by logan on Dec 3, 2006 19:48:47 GMT -5
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He chuckles slightly. "Oh, none really to speak of. I'm not one big on changing the way I do things." He looks at her and smiles. "What about yourself? You mentioned earlier that you'd been working on your marksmanship."
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Post by albatross on Dec 4, 2006 20:11:41 GMT -5
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"I'm about twice as fast as I was two years ago," she muses, "I could have focused more on kung fu instead, but I thought there was more room for improvement with guns."
She takes another drink, "I built a new Valkyrie Rune bike, and I restored a nice Catalina airplane. Other than that, not much has changed."
She pauses to eat some more food and to give Patriot a chance to talk.
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Post by shiivster on Dec 4, 2006 22:02:09 GMT -5
*makes a couple of squeaky noises, stretches out with one leg and then goes limp once again, then since the lights are still one, groans as she sits up. 'well so much for that idea. now .. right gun scope, i'll need *goes quiet as she thinks about what she'll need and moves toward the washroom, intent on taking a shower to freshen up the braincells.
*the skin in all its horrific scarring seems to repel the water as she steps out, finished and comments 'still cant get over the fact of almost no sweating for me' *then is shortly in a t-shirt and shorts to get to work on the gun sight. using the coffee table and the outside of her trench coat to protect that surface, starts pulling out a few things here and there, stacking them neatly to the side takes out one of the spare pink-tinted glasses she uses at times, planning on using the lens as the template for what she needs to do now.
*turning on the TV to a music station, is quickly distracted from that as she takes something off the length of the leg brace is shortly lost in thought as she butchers one item and then another to accomplish what she needs to do for Shroud. examines it partway thru 'hmm, rough work actually. could do with some tightening up and tidy up that part there... '
*looks up and shudders 'country? ... what th.. ? .. i don't like that' *then sits back and changes the channels to find something she'll like in the meantime. that power-nap of 10 minutes seeming to have recharged the inner batteries. then examines the remote in her hand and a smile forms 'gotta get me some Universal remotes to' *sits back and starts on a list to go shopping with. simple items found in more than one store, then still watching the program, tidies up her mess and what looks like scrap to most is saved in a baggie for later sorting of whats still good to use, when she has the time.
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Post by logan on Dec 7, 2006 14:26:37 GMT -5
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Finishing his dinner, he wipes his mouth with his napkin and sits back. "What with so many metas going bad, especially in this town, you don't usually get the chance to get up close and personal with them. Working on your gun skills was a good idea." He checks his watch and looks back to her. "So, what time you got everybody meeting tomorrow?"
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Post by shiivster on Dec 7, 2006 22:00:17 GMT -5
*spends aobut 10-15 minutes now, making the sight a little bit tidier and tighter .. and finally nods at the finished product .. about 6 ouces heavier than usual, the outer casing has been enlargened in the middle and some bottons on the top when touched, direct the appropriate lens down into the sight.
*tests it herself a couple of times .. and then sets it down carefully beside the leg brace itself, and then decides to do a systems check on the comp unit to be sure of its upcoming preformance and to not get caught holding the bag on a piece of defunct machinery ... and smiles as the EMP protection for the delicate electronics seems to be working now
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