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 Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2005 5:34 pm
~after breaking the door, and almost sliding on the ice, he ooked around for Lt. Reile~
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2005 5:39 pm
hmm... *walks in behind Major, walks past and looks into the hole where the stasis containers were*
Here she is. *jumps down into the pit and kneels down next to the Lt. as starts a vitals scan*
Sir, she's out cold. No signs of injuries. Something with the cold or nerves.
What should I do about this helmet? *and raises her head up to examine the modified helmet she is wearing*
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2005 5:42 pm
General Ironwolf hmm... *walks in behind Major, walks past and looks into the hole where the stasis containers were* Here she is. *jumps down into the pit and kneels down next to the Lt. as starts a vitals scan* Sir, she's out cold. No signs of injuries. Something with the cold or nerves. What should I do about this helmet? *and raises her head up to examine the modified helmet she is wearing* it's attached to her head, don't touch it... we need to find a way to shut it down without hurting her.... I don't need a brain-dead R&D reseach cheif....
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2005 5:45 pm
*mumbles something as to add onto Major's point and starts to gently lift the Lt. out of the hole and lays her down next to it before jumping out myself*
Cant as to have a blown up R and D scientist either. *looks towards comrads* anyone apt to carry the Lt. out of here?
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2005 8:57 pm
hmmm...
~he looked around~
someone needs to cover us....
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2005 1:51 pm
*looks to the other teammate*
[Eto, right?]
*sighs* Ok, I got the Lt.
*lightly picks up Xemaca and puts over shoulder*
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2005 4:58 pm
~he nodded~ be careful though, we don't need to... ~looses balance from an near-by explosion~
okay! screw the speaches! let's get out of here!
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2005 5:47 pm
Tso sprinted back up the stairs finally reaching ground level. "Alright, Karazuma, we have to get out of here!" The rumbling was getting closer from the sound of it. and coming from the exit... gonk
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2005 8:56 pm
Timely point, eh? *as starts to run after Major, carefully carrying the Lt. to not risk injury to her*
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Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2005 5:56 am
~the Major sprints out the door, making sure not to slip on the ice as he blasted a round of bullets at a incomming robot, it fell, but he had to make sure it was inactive, since most of his shots were glancing hits. The Major walked up to it, anf fired an extra clip into it, for good measures~
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Boota Pouncer Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2005 12:10 pm
-A huge beam fell from the ceiling leaving a path a flames in the stairwell. "We are just going to have to run through it and hope that we dont catch on fire as well", Karazuma said to Tso. "Or we can find another way out. Either way we have to get out of here fast!"-
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Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2005 2:50 pm
*continues running*
ugh... How much farther Major? Some sort of exit needs to be somewhere.
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Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2005 3:22 pm
~stops and looks around~
a weak point is.... here!
~he punched one part of the wall, but his fist rebounded~
AH! a centimeter off! dang!
~tries again, the wall crumbles, opening to an outer hall, which had a door out~
there!
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Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2005 6:50 pm
Thats one way to find a door *I quip and start running out*
Sir, how far is the detonation radious for the blast?
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Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2005 7:59 pm
wakes up and sees nobody around, so he runs out of the room, gun drawn and ready. seeing numerous armours patrolling, he begins shooting at whatever gets in his way and gets out of the exit, then stops dead in his tracks. Oh Holy s**t............ He looked out and saw thousand, possibly millions of battle armours and just stood staring. (sorry guys, this week and next week is Finals weeks and it is taking so much time for studying and s**t. sweatdrop )
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