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Post by Mierin on Oct 4, 2005 16:42:23 GMT -5
Sam inwardly sighs at the bickering and says coldly to Mary and Shep "Now children, bicker on your own time." (tag)
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Post by Sensorium on Oct 4, 2005 20:35:33 GMT -5
Dyson looks down the line of seats to where Sam is sitting. "The longer I now you the more I like you. I think you're going to fit right in Mom."
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Post by dakota on Oct 4, 2005 23:25:16 GMT -5
" Lt. Mom, I like that one." Shep laughed, rubbing his head futilely where the weapon had made contact. He removed the helmet and inspected it for damage. Satisfied it was only scuffed, his face betrayed how happy he was at all the banter amongst the squad. It showed they were coming together as a unit. He finished with the GL8 and reslung it before pulling a pamplet of papers from inside. He leafed to the third page and began reading as the pilot announced the five minute warning and began to decrease altitude. His smile faded as studied the contents.
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Oct 5, 2005 7:04:34 GMT -5
Noticing Shep's reaction, Mary eyes the pamphlet, and decides to snatch it out of Shep's hand to read for herself. "What's all this? Looking for a seniors home for after the mission?"
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Post by Jon / Bo on Oct 5, 2005 13:59:48 GMT -5
"Everyone ready? Last time we landed we had a very unwelcome surprise." Ellie has her rifle at the ready and awaits the landing.
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Oct 5, 2005 14:04:18 GMT -5
"I resent that, Ellie... I was very nice when Shep found me." Mary responds with a pout in her voice, locking her helmet. With her rifle at the ready, she looks at the others. "Are we all just going to rush off, or do we have an order set yet?"
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Post by Jon / Bo on Oct 5, 2005 14:19:48 GMT -5
"Yes ma'am you were, but you didn't depart the drop ship with us last time, if my memory serves me." Ellie added with a smile
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Oct 5, 2005 16:35:48 GMT -5
"Well, of course not. What kind of entrance would that've been? You know that men love a mystery."
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Post by Mierin on Oct 5, 2005 18:09:10 GMT -5
Realizing that protesting to the 'Lt Mom' nickname would be the fastest way to make sure everyone calls her that, Sam locks her helmet and gets out her rifle, making sure everything is ready. (tag)
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Post by Sensorium on Oct 5, 2005 18:33:07 GMT -5
"Whats wrong Shep." Dyson says, trying to keep his tone light.
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Post by dakota on Oct 5, 2005 23:02:32 GMT -5
" Nothing's wrong, it's a personal thing." Shep shouted over the roar of the engine. He snatched the papers back from Marianna before she had a good chance to look at them, but she'd seen enough to know discharge papers when she saw them. He looked at her as he folded them back up. " Later." He said as he tucked them away and pulled out his battered C-14 as the Demon Locust began to drop altitude quickly, falling to just above the treeline.
Shep clipped his helmet to the bottom of his pack and hitched over to the door to be the first one on the ground. As the chopper breached the edge of a large clearing, it dropped below the treeline in time for the shooting to start. The pilot pivoted to return fire, causing the craft to shudder as the chin cannon came to life. " Last stop, everybody out." Shep had already dropped to the ground six feet below before the pilot was finished.
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Post by Jon / Bo on Oct 6, 2005 14:08:34 GMT -5
Ellie stands up and shoulders her back keeping her rife at the ready. "Who's jumping out first?" she asks as she stations herself next to the door.
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Oct 6, 2005 17:32:49 GMT -5
"Last one out is a D-Bee sympathiser." Mary jumps out, landing with a roll, and scurrying to watch for baddies, with her back to Shep.
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Post by Sensorium on Oct 6, 2005 18:06:52 GMT -5
Dyson swings the radio pack onto his back and jumps. He lands on all fours and scrabbles to his feet, ready to move to the tree line.
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Post by Mierin on Oct 6, 2005 18:23:00 GMT -5
Sam jumps out after Dyson, moves to the tree line quickly and sights rifle, searching for enemy fire. (tag)
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