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Post by dakota on Dec 3, 2008 21:28:25 GMT -5
The computer begins to bring up information that coincideded with what Shep had said, only in more detail such as mission involvement and dates of actions. There were also a couple of pictures, but they were all timestamped over five years old. there was nothing after he left with Colonel Larsen.
Darryl stuck his head in to look before entering, " You're not gonna torture me anymore, are you?"
Shep laughed," shut up and pack your gear."
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Post by Mierin on Dec 3, 2008 22:07:16 GMT -5
Sam just shrugs. "I don't know." she confesses. "And I don't really expect him to confide in me any time soon." A smirk appears and she nods. "I knew about that, though as I told Shep I really don't think Tim meant for him to make my life a living hell, which is what he did for my first few months of leading this squad." Sam sighs and shakes her head. "If Shep is my guardian angel, well, he's an unorthodox one, that's for sure."
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Post by chromalfean on Dec 4, 2008 3:39:13 GMT -5
Cabal studies the images displayed on his HUD, committing them to memory, before closing his interface and unhooking from the terminal. "got all relevant intel to be had on this guy." he announces to nobody in particular.
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Post by dakota on Dec 4, 2008 11:16:45 GMT -5
" I know all about Shep's tough love approach. I've faced it myself." Thomas replied. " You're lucky. If Shep didn't like you, he would have taken over by now and just let you think you were running the show. just hope he doesn't start with the practical jokes." He chuckled, " as him sometime about what he and Tim did to general Sykes lavatory sometime. I'll bet you a real dinner out that he can't answer you with a straight face when he denies being involved."
" Bet that isn't much." Shep muttered. He looked at Cabal, " Lt, don't you ever take that bucket off you head?"
Darryl said under his breath to Rhys," Does he ever let up?"
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Post by chromalfean on Dec 4, 2008 16:07:35 GMT -5
Cabal slides his helmet off and looks at it before looking at Shep. "there, happy?" he wasn't about to admit he had come to rely on his armor more than he wanted since he couldn't read or write. the voice interface and character recognition software did it for him. he'd have his armor's on-board computer read the downloaded files back to him en route to their next stop though.
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Post by Marcethus on Dec 4, 2008 22:07:11 GMT -5
Rhys shakes his head negative in response to Darryl's question, but says nothing as he finishes packing his gear.
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Post by dakota on Dec 6, 2008 1:52:39 GMT -5
Shep looked at Cabal, and a slight smirk began to creep on his face," On second thought, I'd keep it on."
Darryl snorted, and covered up a smile.
" Careful Cannon, or the LT here might rip that sore ear of yours clean off." Shep warned. Darryl's grin faded.
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Post by chromalfean on Dec 6, 2008 4:30:35 GMT -5
Cabal started to reassure Darryl, but then thought ~ah, screw it.~ and decided to play along patting his stomach "mm, reminds me, missed breakfast this morning" as he walked past Darryl.
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Post by Marcethus on Dec 6, 2008 14:46:42 GMT -5
Rhys laughs just as he finished getting his gear together and packed.
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Post by dakota on Dec 7, 2008 1:18:51 GMT -5
" Very funny, Luietenant." Darryl replied, with an unsure look on his face.
" Don't worry Cannons, most stalkers I've worked with go for brains, so you're out of the running."Shep laughed as he headed towards the door. " Be back shortly, gotta christen their facilities."
" And I volunteered for this?" Darryl sighed.
It the mess hall, a corporal approached Norrin and Sam. She saluted, " Sorry to interrupt, Luietenants, but the Major said to deliver this right away. she handed off a message to Sam, stating that he was going to have Trassk brought up on formal charges and that she would need to find a replacement.
thomas asked as the Corporal left," Problem?"
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Post by Mierin on Dec 7, 2008 1:43:58 GMT -5
Sam's smirk fades and she sighs as she reads the message and nods. "Yeah. The major is bringing Shep up on formal charges and I need to find his replacement." Sam looks annoyed as she mutters "Dammit. This is the last thing I need right now."
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Post by dakota on Dec 7, 2008 23:04:02 GMT -5
" So much for you thinking Carson's a pain." Thomas smirked. " You've got your intel, right? I'll run interferrence for you long enough to get your people together. There's a supply chopper due in anytime," he said looking at his watch, " it can get you close to where you need to be."
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Post by Mierin on Dec 8, 2008 0:10:15 GMT -5
Sam smirks at Norrin and replies "He is a pain." She sighs as she adds "But he's a useful pain." Her smirk turns into a smile and she impulsively leans over and kisses him lightly on the mouth. "Thank you." she says softly before getting up to start looking for the squad so they could depart.
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Post by Marcethus on Dec 8, 2008 5:08:00 GMT -5
Rhys stifles his laughter as he checks the sights on his Rifle, sitting on the bunk as he makes minor adjustments personalizing the sight for his way of firing. Sighting thru the scope aiming the weapon at the door, then making adjustments, then sighting again. Till he gets it perfect. (Or at least as much as he can for him)
(Weapons Engineer: 19/60)
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Post by dakota on Dec 9, 2008 1:00:43 GMT -5
Two soldiers appeared in the barracks door. One of them demanded," Where is Warrant Officer Trassk?" neither of them looked like they wanted to make friends with him.
Norrin's brow raised in surprise at the kiss. " Anytime." she heard him say as she left. In the yard, her squad was nowhere's to be seen, until she caught a glimpse of Shep letting the latrine door slam behind him.
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