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 Posted: Sun May 18, 2008 6:34 pm
((it is.. but its difficult! so you collapsing in front of the ship is good biggrin ))
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Posted: Sun May 18, 2008 6:47 pm
((... cuz that's what I do to stay healthy, colapse in front of ships, my doctor told me it was a good thing *covers sarcastic mouth* ^__^ ))
Amillia didn't know what to say but her prayers were answered when she saw the tattoo, "Hey, where'd you get that? What is is?" She bent forward to get a good look.
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Posted: Sun May 18, 2008 6:55 pm
((Grumbles at Frendell))
Gretchen smiled a little. "I got that when we first landed. My brother has one on his chest. We thought it would keep us together forever." She sighed but kept smiling. "It shows how faith always has wings even when it doesnt go as planned."
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Posted: Sun May 18, 2008 6:58 pm
[[Alright, I'll stick with that, then. 3nodding ]]
SYSTEM REBOOT
flashed across Ulrik's heads-up display (HUD). All he could see through his suits visual sensors was black. Had his suit been damaged somehow? No, this was not the case. He realized that hot, sandy ground was beneath his prone body and remembered walking to where he now lay, before his world simply went black.
I passed out. He concluded, also noting that it was a miracle he'd even regained conscienceness. Perhaps his suit still had a bit of whatever life-sustaining liquid it had been injecting into him.
With a grunt and a groan, Ulrik weakly forced his arms up, before his suit had even finished its start-up, and soon attained a hands and knees position, both limbs trembling from great loss of strength.
"Reboot finished." A voice chimed into his ear, before being replaced by blasting music. He yelped in suprise at its loudness, unconcerned if his head was planted into the sand when he clasped his hands over his ears and ground his teeth together. Ulrik had been given heightened senses as well and, at the same time, his suit magnified all sound from the outside atmosphere. The rambunctious music was painful to his ears.
"Suit! Audio sensors off!" Silence. The Super Soldier sighed in relief.
He lifted his head upright to get a view around him, trying to discern where the music had originated from. He was shocked to find the metallic hull of a disceased shuttled directly ahead of him. Slowly, Urlik pulled himself--with great effort--to his wobbling feet, staring up upon the wrecked craft.
Someone's in there.
He stumbled toward it, crying out once more, "Hello!?"
[[I'll have you know its very healthy. You should try it some time. 4laugh ]]
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Posted: Sun May 18, 2008 7:00 pm
(( lol, I'm sorry CDP ))
Amillia smiled "Damn, wish I'd done that for my old man, He suggested it once but I'm averse to unnecessary pain." She smiled sheepishly.
(( XD I'll have to try it then *looks on google maps for nearest ship in a desert of doom*))
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Posted: Sun May 18, 2008 7:10 pm
((Ok, let's check the list of stupid things I had to do
a)help my uncle with the landscaping, check
b) get cured of a stupid cold, check
c) get embarrased by home movies made 5 years ago, check
Well, I guess i'm back to start this thing again!))
Seraph made his way to where both Gretchen and Amilia were gathere, holding his head to try and make sure this cold he had gotten wasn't too bad. "Damn, I get a cold on a desert planet. How does that even work' He asked in a sick voice.
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Posted: Sun May 18, 2008 7:15 pm
Amillia jumped, "Ho crap!" She sighed and was glad she hadn't knocked anything over again, "Bad cold? There's some stuff in those cab nits," She pointed to the white cabinet's across from her.
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Posted: Sun May 18, 2008 7:27 pm
Altair looked out a window, he flipped a switch and the bay doors open allowing passage into the ship, He moved back to his hdiing place behind the 4X4 and looked out watching the solider.
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Posted: Sun May 18, 2008 7:33 pm
Gretchen smiled softly at the Seraph walking in. "I would get up... but... Hey where did you go? We just had a battle!"
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Posted: Sun May 18, 2008 8:09 pm
As if in response to his calls, a metallic creak sprung up from within the ship. Although it was inaudible to Ulrik, for he couldn't hear anything outside of his suit, he did watch as a hatch slid ajar, allowing him entry. He wanted to be relieved, to actually know that whoever took sanctuary inside was being somewhat hospitable. But Ulrik knew better than to trust anyone on this planet at first sight. He knew some would have reverted to barbarism, or would have found ways to gain profit out of the current situation. They may be looking to experiment on him, or use his suit for their own needs. He entered with caution, gazing left an right when he'd stepped in. It was dark inside, Ulrik knew this because his HUD turned a green hue, and everything became illuminated in this color. An indication message at the top blinked: NIGHT VISION ACTIVE.
Ulrik crept forward, noting as the targeting system of his suit placed digital squares around certain objects that the suit was familiar with, and displayed information about each next to the squares. He payed minimal attention to them.
"Suit. Thermal vision." He whispered. His view became that of many colors, ranging from white hot to chilling dark blue. It showed him the heat signatures of the room. Most of them were relatively cool, though there was a single exception in the room. To the left of him, was a bright yellow, indicating a good warmth. It was a humanoid shape, apparently gazing at him.
"Come out." Ulrik called, turning to face the being, ready to draw his rifle if need be.
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Posted: Sun May 18, 2008 9:05 pm
Serpah rubbed his nhead, while snuffing whatever was inside his nose. "Well, my mother usually said that I sleep so soundly, that I actually slept through an earthquake once. It's not surprising for me to sleep through some battle." He explained, looking through the medical cabinent.
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Posted: Sun May 18, 2008 9:48 pm
Gretchen's eyes narrowed and laid back down. He seemed wide awake when he was eating.
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Posted: Sun May 18, 2008 9:54 pm
"Damn it...forgot they had thermail also..." Altair cursed under his breath. what to do...what to do...he probally already has me in his sights...one thing to do Altair hit the catch release on the rifle the clip fell to the ground Altair tossed the rifle out into the open, he did the same with his pistol then tossed a combat knife out onto the floor, he stood PLaced his hands behind his head in a motion of surrender. He walked over and turned the music off, keeping his movements dileberatly slow. "...do you have Audio on or off?" Altair asked turning to face the guy."I know about you super soliders...I can't beleive the army left one of you behind...Then again they left me behind and I'm a leutinant".
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Posted: Mon May 19, 2008 8:10 pm
A rifle slid out from behind a four-by-four, followed soon after by a pistol and a combat knife. By now, Ulrik had switched his suit's visual sensors to night vision, having already located the man who was responsible for his entry. It seemed as though this man had been in hiding. He'd most likely been trying to survive here inside of this wrecked vessel and such actions towards defense--especially to someone who seemed so intimidating as he--was natural. Afterall, a Super Soldier's suit is only worn by them.
And then the man stepped out, his hands behind his head, moving with caution. He knew he was outmatched, or perhaps wasn't itching for a fight. His lips were moving and Ulrik assumed that whatever was being said was of imporance and so, hoping that the loud music would not barrage his ears once more, he switched the audio sensors back on.
"-dio on or off?" Came the man's voice.
"On." Ulrik replied, simply.
"I know about you Super Soldiers. . .I can't believe the army let one of you behind. . ." He speculated. "Then again, they left me behind and I'm a leutenant."
That was a suprise to Ulrik, for he assumed all other military personnel had accompanied the deserting colonists to search for another planet. But his suit's sensors comfirmed it as truth. He was leutenant Altair La-Ahad and he had been marked for the voyage.
Immediately, Ulrik's demeanor changed. He stood with a straight posture, bringing his hand up to his forehead in salute. He had to obey that of military rankings.
"Sir, Super Soldier Ulrik Zelnei previously under Commander Satain at your command, Sir!"
He maintained his posture, as was required of him.
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Posted: Mon May 19, 2008 8:24 pm
"been awhile since I've been called sir...at ease Ulrik" Altair said. "you must be tired...why don't you stay here, there some soup in the galley when you want it...oh before I forget there are three other's aboard this ship along with myself, two are cyborgs the third a young girl, these are my friends, you are not to harm them" Altair said, he picked up his weapons and put them away, the knife in it's sheth in his boot his pistols up his coat slevees, a small click sounded when they went into the small launchers, the rifle he slung over his back. "there are crew quarter's down that hallway, make yourself comfortable and feel free to use any resorces you need" Altair said and walked through the dark, a minute or two later the lights came back on.
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