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 Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2008 6:21 pm
Blaine and Emma found messages on their beds:
Training begins tomorrow at 8. Get some rest.
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Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2008 6:32 pm
Blaine read the note and nodded to himself. He folded it neatly and tucked it in his pocket. He lay on his bed, but he still wondered about his stuff.
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Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2008 7:02 pm
((sorry for my lack of posting over the last day or so, may be moving soon. Yes, joe, you heard me, moving.Again. sweatdrop ))
Bitong quickly looked through bunk room one to see if there were any spare bunks.
"There you go!" Bitong said as he spotted an empty bunk in the last row, second on the left. "You see the empty one Anatoly? That'll be your bunk from now on, until you reach a higher level of mysticker use. Anways, my bunks in the same level, just across the hall."
Bitong looked around, acting secretive. "Hey, I'm not supposed to tell you, but make sure your awake before 7 tomorrow. Otherwise you'll have a..."
Here Bitong paused, an evil smile spreading across his face. " ...rather memorable first day of training. Stark will be by by then to make sure your up, and he'll take care of your first day of training."
((I'm going to leave what happens "tomorrow" to you Joe.))
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Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2008 7:11 pm
"Wonderful," Anatoly said. "Thanks for the tip."
Noticing he had no alarms and no change of clothes with him, Anatoly set his cell phone alarm for 5:45, tucked it into his shirt pocket, hid his Ice 1 Mysticker on his inner thigh, and went to the bunk to sleep.
((Whenever we want to officially end the day and start the new one, Anatoly wakes up at 5:46 xd I'm back to I Wanna Be The Guy for now.))
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Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2008 7:16 pm
((hmm...Joe seems to be off. Venom, would you mind if I'm the one that gets things going "tomorrow" for you?))
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Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2008 7:17 pm
((If not, I'll tell Jow to get online.))
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Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2008 7:18 pm
((Sure, but uh, don't the other players need to get their d00ds to sleep?))
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Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2008 7:19 pm
((Jow says he'll be on later, also, don't worry about Blaine falling asleep, he's not falling asleep right away.))
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Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2008 7:21 pm
((Well, we're in a different place than the rest of the RPers.It won't matter unless Joe is planning a meeting between the groups...So I guess I'll just wait until Joe comes in.))
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Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2008 7:25 pm
((Jow told me he's fine with you getting things going tomorrow, kkid16))
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Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2008 7:35 pm
((Ha ha ha...Tell Joe thanks.))
The next morning when 7 crawled around, no one showed up at Anatoly's bunk. At 9 Bitong finally poked his head around the corner.
"Hey...Didn't Stark come by at 7?" He asked sheepishly.
"I was wondering why you missed breakfast." He added with a little more confidence than he had when he first came into the room.
"Okay, since I'm obviously going to be the one helping you out here today, the first thing I'm going to have you do is go down to the mess hall and grab some breakfast. The mess hall is in quadrant B, room 14. I'll meet up with you there after I get the Training room set up for your first day."
Without waiting for a response, Bitong got up, and left Anatoly, who was still in bed.
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Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2008 7:53 pm
Anatoly, who had woken up long before and gone back to sleep at 7:30, checked for and found his Ice Mysticker and his phone. Groaning, he went to the mess hall to eat - by following Bitong, because he didn't yet know the organizational system of the base.
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Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2008 8:01 pm
((Keegan, Keegan, Keegan...LAWL. I so called it.))
When Anatoly entered the mess hall, it was deserted, save for a lone figure. Stark rose from his seat and approached Anatoly. He stood, staring, somehow down his nose yet up at Anatoly, his arms crossed.
<><><><><><><><><><>
A Guardian swung by the recruits' rooms at about 10 PM. Poking his head in, he asked, "Hey! Anyone need anything?" He spoke from Emma and Anna's door, loud enough that Blaine would hear.
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Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2008 8:04 pm
Blaine looked up when he heard a voice asking if they needed anything, "Uh, yeah, can I get my stuff? I don't have much, about a bag's worth. It's in a hotel not far from here."
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Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2008 8:08 pm
The boy popped his head into Blaine's room. He wasn't much older than Blaine himself.
"Sure sure," he said, waving a hand. "That stuff'll be taken care of in the morning. I mean is there anything you need for tonight?"
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