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Post by Mierin on May 1, 2006 21:17:38 GMT -5
Spotting the reassignment request, Sam picks it up and reads it sitting on her bed. She sat quietly staring at it. Here it was, what she had thought she'd wanted and yet now that it was here, she found herself hesitant, which confused her. A thought started to work its way into her consious and she found herself batting it away like a mosquito, not wanting to acknowledge the possibility. She places the unsigned transfer order on her desk and gets dressed in workout clothes and heads to the gym, intending to run for a bit before breakfast.
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on May 1, 2006 21:25:16 GMT -5
Mariana whips around on her bed, a hunting knife swining in front of her... except that it overswings, and, semi conscious, she throws herself off the bed with a clatter a grunt.
"Huh?" She says, waving the knife defensively before cluing into where she is. "Oh... right..."
She gets up, changes into standard fatigues and heads for a heavy breakfast.
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Post by dakota on May 2, 2006 0:12:30 GMT -5
A soldier carrying a duffel over one shoulder and a modified C-27 slung under the other sauntered down the corridor towards Lynn. Easily in his thirties, he rubbed his grizzled beard and chomped on chewing tobacco as he looked at Lynn with a puzzled look. " Ain't never seen a Coalition mime before." He flashed a stained toothy smile as he poked at Lynn's shoulder. " Jest makin' sure you's real and not some dumb prank. Tell me kiddo, where can I find a Lootenant Fraser? ah'm s'posed to be reassigned to her squad." He waved his hand in front of Lynn's face. " What's with you kiddo, you snortin' to much happy dust? I thought it got you stoned, not turned you to stone." He grinned and nudged Lynn with an elbow. " just joshin' wit ya, kiddo. You need to listen to ole Corporal Stan Albright and be a little more at ease. Otherwise they might try to promote you. " He flashed another disgusting smile.
The gym was fairly full and judging by the condition of the equipment, well used. The weight room was the nucleus of the rec centre, with a pool on one end and a pair of gymnasiums on the other, one currently being used by a group plying ball hockey. On the far side was a pair of racket ball courts and a room with several boxing style rings. On either side of the door were the change rooms and showers and the entrance and exit to the jogging track that circled around the entire rec centre. A pair of soldiers passed her on the , caught in the act of checking Sam out , so they saluted as they passed.
Marianna arrived at the cafeteria between the early and late rushes, so it was nearly empty. The smell of bacon and eggs hung heavy in the air, but most of those present seemed content with coffee and conversation. One soldier sitting alone at one of the far tables did draw her interest. Dyson sat resting his head on his hands, his coffee mug in front of him and his partly full tray push away.
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Post by phantom on May 2, 2006 2:07:26 GMT -5
"I was not made Privy to the location or the schedule that the Commanding Officer keeps, I am serving my duty of remaining here untill she returns for quarters inspection and Explains to me my roll in the unit. Untill that point has come i shall continue to stand at my Post until dismissed."
By his manners and Dialogue, its quite possible that he is a fresh recruit strait out of the training camps.
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on May 2, 2006 7:15:10 GMT -5
Mariana gets herself some food, and sits down in front of Dyson. "You know we were only teasing, right?" She asks, trying to make eye contact.
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Post by Mierin on May 2, 2006 15:04:55 GMT -5
Sam returns the salute, and when her back is turned, she smiles to herself a little. She admits to herself that it was nice to be noticed as a woman and not just an emotionless Lt. She then heads over to the jogging track and, after spending a few minutes stretching and getting warmed up, she starts jogging around the track.
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Post by dakota on May 3, 2006 4:08:26 GMT -5
Corporal Albright looked at Lynn and sniffed the air. " Ah smell fresh meat. Gonna have fun with you kid." He flashed another grin.
Dyson looked up, his bloodshot eyes giving away his hangover. They looked worried. " what are you talking about Sarge? I hardly remember last night. Should never have tried to keep up with Shep." He moaned.
The track is fairly empty. In her curcuit, she spots Shep in one of the boxing rings, sparring with another, younger soldier . By the looks of things and the small crowd gathering, they'd been at it a while.
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on May 3, 2006 6:58:16 GMT -5
"No? So, you don't remember how you... and the Lt..." And she trails off implyingly for a second, turning to her food.
"Look, eat up." She says, sliding his tray back in front of him. "The food'll help settle everything. And drink tons of water."
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Post by Mierin on May 3, 2006 13:57:29 GMT -5
Sam runs a few more laps before wandering over to where the sparring is taking place. She watches quietly, trying to stay out of sight, not wanting to get into another argument with Shep.
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Post by dakota on May 4, 2006 4:34:25 GMT -5
Dyson perked right up. " Me and the luietenant what?" He got a scared look on his face and asked very quietly. " Sarge, what did I do last night?"
The sparring match lasted a few more minutes after Sam arrived. the majority of the onlookers were cheering on Shep's opponent and the cheers got louder when Shep finally backed off, conceding to the younger soldier. The two touched gloves and seperated a quiet exchange, the younger leaving the ring with his squadmates while Shep leaned over the ropes on the far side for a few minutes to catch his breath before. He removed his headgear and gloves and tucked them in a duffle bag. He was about to yank off his tank top when he noticed Sam standing there. With heavy breaths, he waved a poor excuse for a salute. " Morning LT."
When he finally stopped laughing, Stan shook his head. " Listen kiddo, this ain't the army like you trained for so let me give you a little advice. CSOG is outside normal channels. We get our hands dirty on all the little jobs the regulars can't or are a fraid to touch. So I suggest you loosen up a bit and stop tryin to act you's still in da 'cademy or this place'll chew you up and spit you out."
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on May 4, 2006 7:00:02 GMT -5
"Nothing I heard her complaining about." Mary says, with a grin. "Now, eat-up. I think we have new people coming in, and we probably need to get the group together."
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Post by Mierin on May 4, 2006 11:33:40 GMT -5
Sam simply nods quietly at Shep in return, and quickly leaves the room since it looks like Shep was about to get changed and she wanted to give him his privacy. Plus, she wanted to go and have a shower of her own, before starting her day. Sam then heads to the women's shower rooms in order to do this.
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Post by phantom on May 4, 2006 13:26:03 GMT -5
"You may outrank me, but the words you are speaking share many traits with outsider traitors. This government we serve demands of us one Thing, to sum it up. Look to the government and it's functions, You must remember that Prosek has been compared to a tyrant. Well we live inside the Coalition States which are based on a dictatorship society. There are no elections, no political campaigns, none of the hypocrisy common to the old society that dominated the world. The current dictator shares one view and one view only "The Perfect Ordered Society". He felt that his perfect ordered society is dominated by humans and not by these inhuman manisfestations of magic, or invaiders from hostile dimentions come to polute our minds with traitorous behavior and thoughts. Just like many psychic's and mages seek to do when engadging our troops in armed conflicts. All Demons and Monsterous abominations to the Coalition and the Illustrius Empor Prosek are The Evil he has taught us about and must be erraticated to purify the world, Untill we have returned the world to his vision of the future we'll campaign on a promise to an Ideal and will die if need be to secure a safer future for all of mankind. He knows there has to be astrong military driven leader of this society, he knows that in future years after his passing its going to be required to hold the same ideal as him and command the same respect from the troops as he does."
"Our Emporer is not the fool that many paint him to be, he understood the wisdom to hold has political officials close, and keep a watchful eye upon the governmental structure. And with his understanding of true Leadership and Our strong and incredible arsenal at his disposal, with a wave of his hand he shall command us to purify the world. Through the use of the military and the unknown, Emporer Prosek has been able to keep a strong hold on Chi-town. The other states are growing steadily weaker by the day, it wasn't always so. There was a time that there was almost no need for the Coalition as we know of today. After, Emperor Prosek, he followed in his fathers foot steps, took office he found ways of feeding his citizens, clothing them, and creating jobs for them. His vision of the new society didn't include the tainted lifeforms that have allowed themselves to become corrupted by practition of magic, well for the obvious reason. He knew that the human race was the perfect one. Combined with an utter fearlessness of new technology, as a matter of fact he encouraged the use of technology. He had hoped that this would encourage the development and design of new and better technologies to help save "His People".
"So with these thoughts in mind It is the least i can do to maintain the Principles and Training i recieved in his Illustrious training center. As well you should too."
*Clearly the Man is so focused and driven to the ideals of the coalition he seems blinded to the facts that Inspections are no longer needed. Or that when one takes a stance of attention they need to remain in such untill finally dismissed.*
*He continues to stand in the hallway awaiting the return of the Lt. and the other officers of his unit.*
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Post by Mierin on May 4, 2006 16:23:43 GMT -5
After a quick shower, Sam heads back to her room to get changed and to see if there's anything left for her to eat for breakfast. On her way, she passes Lynn and the new Corporal and stops to quizically look at Lynn "May I ask what you're waiting for, Private?" she asks him. As she waits for a response, she glances at the new face and asks "Can I help you find someone?"
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Post by phantom on May 4, 2006 18:27:39 GMT -5
"Ready for Inspection and Debriefment of reasignment Ma'am"
*he comments his gaze still held high and upwards, he seems to have an issue at looking into the faces of people while standing ridged like a board*
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