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Post by dakota on Dec 8, 2004 8:19:55 GMT -5
" I think we finally lost them, big guy." Shepherd said, breathing heavily as he leaned against a boulder. Drawing his canteen, he took a drink before passing it to Snowball. " Next time I get a dumb idea like that, cuff me. We were lucky to get out of there."
Snowball replied with an affirmative grunt as he sipped at the canteen before returning it to Shep, his eyes scanning the treeline for signs of pursuit.
Taking another sip before stowing the canteen, Shep doublechecked the e-clip in his rifle. " Allright, if I know Mikey, he's led the others straight to Westvale." He pulls a map from a pouch in the side of his pack, doublechecking his knowledge of the region. We should be there in under an hour if we don't run into trouble, faster if we double ... " He stopped midsentence watching his companion. Snowball began to sniff the air as the slight breeze shifted to the east. The giant battle cat shifted into hunter mode as he stalked his prey until he spot it, a lone figure with a makeshift camp near the small creek that ran from Westvale. Shep motioned to Snowball to circle to the right and cover while he made a cautious but direct approach towards the stranger, his rifle held high under his arm in a ready position. When he felt he was close enough, heraised his scope to his eye and spoke, his voice a low commanding tone he seldom used." Stay where you are. You have three seconds to identify yourself . "
(tag - Mariana)
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Dec 8, 2004 17:11:47 GMT -5
*The person stops as she was about collect her camp, and raises to her full height, and, realizing she's not armed, or uniformed, looks over to Shep*
"Mariana Smith. Not that you'ld know who that is." *She wipes greasy unwashed hair out of her eyes, then cradles the half-packed duffle in her arms, the small fire smoking into embers*
"But then, who are you? I was under the impression that unfriendly folks held the place."
(Tag - anyone)
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Post by dakota on Dec 8, 2004 20:47:42 GMT -5
Lowering his weapon a bit, Shep relaxed a bit as he took notice of his battlecat companion beyond her in a flanking position as she indentified herself." Uh yeah, you could call it hostile territory. I'm Sergeant Carson Trassk, 2nd CSOG, 3rd Squad. Just what are you doing by yourself out here in the middle of nowhere if you know there are unfriendlies in the neighborhood?"
(tag- Mariana)
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Dec 9, 2004 16:54:04 GMT -5
*Mariana eyes her far-away weapon, then points to her breast pocket*
"I was sent on orders from command. I have my tranfer orders and some other messages for Colonel... for a Colonel . I was told I would meet up with his group here."
*She lowers her duffle to the ground*
"As for unfriendlies, they're everywhere anyways. Why draw attention to myself?" *nods her chin to the bundled CS armour, lieing on the ground, awaiting use*
(Tag - other people)
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Post by dakota on Dec 10, 2004 7:22:56 GMT -5
" You've got to be kidding me." Shep lowers his C-14 and takes the quick look at the armor. He gives Snowball an all-clear signal, which the battlecat aknowledges, but remains in position, flashing several hand signals. " Well, then, I guess you're in luck because I'm on my way to meet up with the good Colonel right now. Pack your trash if your coming with, and make it quick, my partner says our shadows have picked up our trail again." He holds out his free hand. " And I'll have a look at those orders while you pack."
( Tag - Mariana)
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Dec 10, 2004 16:24:41 GMT -5
*Mariana nods, and, while moving for her Ranger armour hands the transfer orders to Shepp, after sorting the messages for Mendez out of them. While the Sargeant reads the orders, Mariana dons the armour, and gathers her gear. In a heartbeat, she's slung her duffle over her shoulder, and got her rifle ready*
"Any time, sir." *While waiting for the order to move, she kicks the logs to increase the smoke* "We should head downwind for a while, until the smoke masks our scent." *Rather dismissively, knowing the sarge is gonna make the final call.*
(Edit: Tag- Anyone)
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Post by dakota on Dec 11, 2004 11:05:21 GMT -5
After a moment of distraction, Shep turns his attention from watching her put on her armor to the orders and scans over them, then hands them back. " Thats the way we're headed anyways, but these guys are good. Hate to break it to you, but you're in for a quick initiation if you're coming with us." He slings his rifle and starts towards Snowball, signaling ahead to the battlecat to get ready to move out.
(tag- Mariana)
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Dec 11, 2004 11:27:14 GMT -5
(backtracks)*Noticing she's being watched, Mariana does a quick wiggle into her armour*
(Fronttracks) *Mariana retrieves the tranfer orders and stuffs them into her duffle heedlessly*
"I've survived more dogged pursuits sir." *She responds, a hint of youthful defiance, and a slight double entendre in her voice.*
*She proceeds to fall into position between Snowball and Shep.* "What's the cat's name?"
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Post by dakota on Dec 11, 2004 23:20:31 GMT -5
Snowball paused and gave Mariana a brief fanged smile as he sniffed the air. " I am Snowball." His attention shifted to Shep." No good Sergeant, they have picked up our trail."
" Dammit, how many times do I have to tell you not to call me that, Snowball. Fine, how many are we looking at?" Shepherd scowled, replacing his ball cap with his helmet.
With another sniff, Snowball replied " At least six, dog boys and humans. And there is something else out there, but I'm not sure if it's with them or what it is."
" Two to one is good odds. Try to follow the creek for now. There's a stillwater up ahead that has a good place to set up an ambush if they stay with us." Shep decided before turning his attention to Mariana. " I hope you're half as good as you think you are, because unless luck is on our side, I think we're about to step in it." He motions to snowball to head out at a quickened pace.
(Tag- Mariana)
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Dec 12, 2004 10:44:33 GMT -5
*Mariana clasps her helmet shut while moving*
"Just tell me if I've fallen into the middle of some war game, Trassk... Sir..." *Her voice rings of a memory of the name Carson Trassk, from her year amongst Pecos bandits.*
*A slight click indicates her Dragonfire rifle is charged and ready.*
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Post by dakota on Dec 13, 2004 0:15:19 GMT -5
"Call me Shepherd, everyone else does. And save that sir crap for an officer, I work for a living." Shep suggests as he keeps watch over his shoulder for their pursuers." And this is no game. Those hounds catch us and we're gonna be in for a scrap. Snowball, double time it. They're gonna have the advantage once we lose what little daylight is left"
Snowball grunts his acknowledgement, quickening the pace.
" What I wouldn't give for a couple land mines right now to slow them down," Shep grumbled, huffing a bit at the brisk pace," I don't suppose you have any in that duffel of yours?"
(tag - Mariana)
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Dec 13, 2004 17:14:32 GMT -5
*Mariana keeps pace, prefering to listen and get a feel for what'll happen. If there's anything she's learned, it's that listening can save a life... or end them. Depends on what side you're on.*
*As she walks, she takes a mental note of the layout, density of trees, etc, trying to figure the most likely route for humanoids... mmm, broad shouldered superior, so commanding, I wonder what he looks like... wait... focus, trees, path. Her armoured head jerks away from Shep back towards the surroundings.*
*then clueing in to what he asked* "No uh... sir... Shep. Only grenades, clothes and E-clips. I had to travel light." *grimaces under her face plate*
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Dec 13, 2004 20:01:54 GMT -5
Oh... and (Tag, Dakota)
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Post by dakota on Dec 17, 2004 4:52:53 GMT -5
" That figures." Shep groans, before continuing under his breath." Man I miss Boomer at times like this...".
Snowball stops suddenly , thingying an ear to a distant snap of underbrush and then continued on, veering to his right. " They are trying to flank us."
"I know, I heard them too. You watch her butt ... I mean, your tails. I'm gonna try to slow them down." Shepherd turns and starts backtracking. Snowball growls over his shoulder lowly" What is with the human fasination with butts?"
Before she could answer, the evening sky behind them lit up in a blaze of laserfire.
(Tag- Mariana)
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Dec 17, 2004 16:34:54 GMT -5
*Mariana clears her throat, pausing as the lights start flashing, as she moves into a mutual cover position of Snowball*
*As she does, she refrains from explaining letcherism...*
"How far to this ambush point?"*Mariana readies her rifle as she closely follows the battlecat*
(Oh, and Tag-Daks, like I'm ever gonna remember to do that)
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