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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Sept 1, 2005 7:14:33 GMT -5
Mary looks around and, noting that anyone who would be in a position to tell her what to do has left somewhere. Figuring there's time until she, herself, gets called in, Mary turns aorund to Ellie.
"Yeah, sure. I've got time." She hefts her pack, and looks arond the base.
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Post by Sensorium on Sept 1, 2005 7:15:28 GMT -5
As Dyson hits the ground he's surprised that he has to stop himself from trying to follow the group. *I've been out to long* he thinks as he hangs his head, the fatigue of the past days suddenly confronting him.
Quickly raising his head he catches the Col. has he exits the helicopter, "Sir, permission to return to barracks?".
OOC: If permission is granted he returns to his room, showers and changes into his comfortable, and at the moment relatively clean, mechanics jump suit. He then crashes on one of the couches in the lounge, resting and waiting for the resting the squad.
(Hi everyone. I'll be back posting for Dyson again.)
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Post by Jon / Bo on Sept 1, 2005 15:38:45 GMT -5
Ellie takes Mariana around the base and finally ending up back at the barracks. "And this is our quarters." Ellies notices Dyson laying on one of the couches as she passes him she says "Apparently I'm not the only one who needs some good rest." Ellie will show Mariana to her room and proceed to get ready for a shower "I guess that sums up our wonderful tour" she smiles.
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OOC Yea! Dyson is back!!
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Sept 1, 2005 16:28:53 GMT -5
*Looking at Ellie's room ( ;D) and its barely lived-in appearance, Mary decides to find her own room.* "Yeah, interesting place. More rustic." *Mary says after a second.* "Good for keeping you on your toes. You enjoy your shower, I'm gonna find a place to lie down." *Upon finding a room, and closing the door, Mary sheds her pack and weapons and armour, and lies down with scant garments on, and her hand on her knife under her pillow.*
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Post by juggernautsb on Sept 1, 2005 21:21:01 GMT -5
Lobo hops off the helo and heads away from the group toward the armorer. He is going to get his e-clips and canisters recharged and try to trade in his old Plasma Cannnon for one of the new ones. After he tries this he heads over to the communications area. Since Lobo is detached from his unit (Col. Lyboc's secret Juicer unit) and rankwise he is out of the loop he is going to try to find someone in communications who can put him in contact with Col. Lyboc or someone from his old command.
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Post by dakota on Sept 2, 2005 8:24:29 GMT -5
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Lobo is nearly run over by Shep leaving the armory. He says nothing as he passes, heading towards where the others had gone. He easily restocks, but his attempts to make outside contact is prevented by a communications blackout.
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After a few minutes of settling in time, a ruckus pounding down the stairs grabs everyones attention. Anyone happening to look catches a glimpse of Shep making his way to the bottom floor. He pays no attention to the others, and after a moment, they can hear his door slam hard enough it should have come off the hinges.
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Sept 2, 2005 9:25:28 GMT -5
Gritting her teeth, and knowing what's up with Shep, Mary puts on pants and a shirt, and runs out after him.
"Shep! Hey, Shep! Hold up!" She calls after him, racing to catch up. "Come on, hold up, will you?"
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Post by Sensorium on Sept 2, 2005 11:15:45 GMT -5
Dyson groggily lifts his head to see Shep storm through. He listens as Mariana tries to catch up. As soon as the door slams he drops his head back to the arm of the couch and says "Damn" with out much enthusiasm. He grabs a half-disemboweled throw pillow and puts it over his head, but can't stop listening for what happens next.
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Post by dakota on Sept 2, 2005 20:49:56 GMT -5
" Go away, sergeant ." Shepherd shouted through door amongst a commotion. " I don't have time for this right now."
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Post by Sensorium on Sept 3, 2005 7:34:38 GMT -5
Dyson breathes a sigh and pulls the pillow of his head as he rises and walks up behind Mariana. "Come on Shep," He says with enough volume to be heard through the door, but not much confidence, "Don't be a stranger. whats going on?"
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Post by Sensorium on Sept 4, 2005 17:39:39 GMT -5
Dyson lowers his voice to a whisper and hisses to Mariana "Smith, whats up with him? Is 'e going back out?"
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Sept 5, 2005 20:28:13 GMT -5
Before Shep can turn away, Mary grabs his arm and turns him to face her. "By the looks of things, you've got plenty of time." She hisses, face to face with him, despite the fact hes got a few inches on her. "Unless banging the hell out of doors a worthwhile activity." She smirks at him challengingly, stepping out of his immediate reach. "Or maybe you've got no-one left to bang the hell out of at all."
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Post by dakota on Sept 7, 2005 9:51:19 GMT -5
" Look," Shep pointed a finger in Marianna's face," it's none of your damned business, so back off!" Behind him on the bed, his gear is scattered for inspection, including a few unfamiliar items. He relaxed his clenched jaw, but continued to glare. " You wouldn't understand." He turned away and began to continue to pack his gear, inspecting each piece before packing it. " Now if you don't mind, get out, I'm busy."
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Sept 7, 2005 9:56:07 GMT -5
Mary diesn't move right away. Instead, she reaches for one of the unfamiliar items, looking at it in her hands. "And, how's this supposed to help?" She says, her own temper rising, tossing it on the bed. "What did they say? If you go AWOL, you know you'll be shot. Probably by me."
Mary yanks him away from his panking. "Just stop and listen to reason." She nearly yells. "You run off now, and you're dead. And... wait... this is your room? huh... I'ld have expected more holes in the wall..."
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Post by dakota on Sept 7, 2005 10:05:52 GMT -5
Shep grabbed the new FLIR out of Mar's hand and tucked it in one of his pack's pouches. " Don't touch." He turned his head to look at her. " You've read my file, so you know I'm not really attached to anyone's command. I've got a free hand to do as I see fit to accomplish my objectives. So I can't really go AWOL." He picked up a couple of the drum magazines for the new WI-GL8 lying next to his C-14 and tucked them into his bag.
" Look," his voice softened a bit, " I know you mean well, but I gotta get back out there. Quit trying to stop me. I don't have time to wait for them to find a new LT for these guys, I have to go now. Besides," he grinned, " if I do go and get myself killed, at least I tried."
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