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[[ :throws a steel 6mm BB at Dero. Wakey wakey!!
/e must rescue Dero from the ED!! OHNOES!! eek ]] |
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(ROFLOL)
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((OW! Dangit Rex. That hurt)) It was true, with all the alcohol Dero drank, you would think his liver would be dead, or at least have some resistance. "Shhhall we s**t the Shimulation room?" Instead of pulling Markus, Dero was now leaning on him completely. |
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"We're gonna do wha-- o-oh... right. Sure, might get some neural stimulation out of ya" he said and started to drag Dero to the elevator. He pressed the button and the elevator took off upwards.
[[ Rawr... /e has to log soon ]] |
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((BOOOOOOOOOO))
Lexa sighed as she stared at the box. She finally placed it on the small end table, near her bed. "I will hide you later..." She turned and rummaged through a trunk, finding some black pants and flat black shoes. Satisified with her choice she changed out of her skirt and intot he pants and shoes. She grabbed her sword and walked towards the elevator, ready to get in some training. |
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(Bleh, Dero kinda forgot about this place. >.< See what happens when Dero waits to long for it to open?! XD)) Dero straightened up and grinned childishly. "You think anyone will want to face us now that they think Im drunk as hell?" It had all been an act. Come on, who could have gotten that drunk that quickly anyway? Dero took his arm off Markus and leaned on the elevator railing. "I can feel them running to the sim room to get in a win against us!" Of course, this probably wasn't ture, but Dero did just drink a bottle of whiskey. |
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Lexa pressed the button and waited for the elevator. It seemed to have passed her floor a while ago and was heading up towards the sim froom. She sighed, "I hope the place isnt crowded again!" she pouted and waited for the elevator, leaning against the cold wall.
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Marcus stepped into the elevator with nothing but a devious smile and shaking his head at Dero. Then he let out an evil, muffled laugh as the elevator ascended. "You're smarter than you act, sometimes." Marcus said, though he may receive criticism for saying it.
Meanwhile Rex had taken up reading a book while outstretched on a couch near the chessboard. He gave a glance over at it and saw that it was just awaiting his next move. He gave a "hmph" and turned back to reading the book. Within twenty minutes, he lost three games to Blue. That must have been a new record... |
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Dero punched him in the arm playfully. "That wasn't too nice! True, but not nice!" He chuckled and waited for the elevator to stop so he could destroy some unknowing crewmen. |
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Lexa frowned "Thats it i am takeing the stairs!" she mummbled as the elevator was takeing way to long.
She walked up the stairs easily, given that she was wearing comfortable shoes now, and walked into the sim room, lookind at several crewmen who seemed slightly shocked by Lexa's apperance. She shrugged it off and sat on the floor, as she began to wrap her hands with a black cloth ready for a fight. |
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((Come on Rex!)) |
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[[ I was s'posed to post? sweatdrop Darn Ragnarok... ]]
The elevator came to a stop to the floor of the middle of the ship, where the simulation rooms where at. Walking into the room, which was not the best-lit in the world, black walls along the sides to add with the "mood" of the room, he walked over to a console and looked at it. It held the top 100, Dero coming in at fourth, Marcus at fifth. "Time to fix that." he said. Walking over to a something that looked like one of the cryo-tubes from the first Halo, he stepped in backwards, wings folded as they wouldn't fit. The top of the simulation pod slided into place and gears locked around his head, to do two things: put him into a subconscious state and read his thoughts. The pod scanned what he was wearing and soon he was in a sort of military installation. He walked over and grabbed a battle rifle, plenty of ammunition and a grenade. [[ how about we just use this map for it? Good 'ole halo match. 3nodding ]] |
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(LOL)
Lexa watched as Dero and Marcus entered the sim room. She stayed very still as she watched Marcus enter the sim pod. She smirked slightly, debating if she should fight or sit this one out. |
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