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 Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 12:29 am
(( A5 is traveling to the cornfields with Z5 & A3 at 2:27 AM CST ))
"Yea ... I don't like it either," Fiver replied - actually keeping his own voice down for once. "I dunno if it's safe to camp here ..." he pointed out then, squinting as he tried to look around.
What if someone else came along and got the bright idea to attack them? "When we do stop ... I'll stay up and watch for a while," he suggested then. "Should probly like. Sleep in shifts."
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 4:06 am
[A10 TRAVELING to cornfields, 21:03 GMT+8]
Though she was walking beside A7, she could somehow feel that he didn't quite want to be disturbed, at the moment. Z8 seemed to be the same way; with a heavy sigh, A10 hung back, letting them walk on.
Going according to the map, the journey would take a long time- it was probably time to do some thinking of her own.
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 5:12 am
(a-4 is traveling to the cornfields)
He decided his best course would be to just follow the largest path, and hopefully either a10 or a5 would be going the same way. Better to stay back a bit though, watch and see what opportunities arise with those two. "Hrrrrmmmmmm....hummmmm....haaaah. Hrm." He went on making odd sounds of contemplation for a good long while, but eventually settled into whistling a jaunty little tune that echoed strangely through the fog.
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 6:41 am
{Z12 is entering from the Zeta HQ, and is heading to the Abandoned town
April 7 9:41am EST}
His new partner, Z2, had been rather quiet, and feeling restless as he was, Z12 felt the need to lead the way. He only hoped the decision he made wouldn't lead him to disaster.
Stay alive, and stay human. Holding on to his morals. These were his priorities. As long as he stayed out of trouble, he might be able to make it. But, there were still 5 more days. He was only on his second day on this island. One felt like eternity on its own.
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 8:21 am
Manda (( A5 is traveling to the cornfields with Z5 & A3 at 2:27 AM CST )) "Yea ... I don't like it either," Fiver replied - actually keeping his own voice down for once. "I dunno if it's safe to camp here ..." he pointed out then, squinting as he tried to look around. What if someone else came along and got the bright idea to attack them? "When we do stop ... I'll stay up and watch for a while," he suggested then. "Should probly like. Sleep in shifts." While the two of them spoke Zeta Five found himself more at ease even in the mist. In fact he missed a lot of what they were saying because his eye lids were drooping. The real matter of it was that he was too tired to be scared anymore. He put more of his weight on Fiver unconsciously. "Sleeping in shifts sounds like a good idea, sir..." He mumbled not really sure of who suggested what. He'd offer to take first shift but he didn't think he'd do a very good job of it.
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 9:16 am
Sometime during pondering the mysteries of the world and her own death, A10 noticed someone whistling. It was a different tune from the one her teammates were still singing, and curious, she turned to try to find the source of the music.
It turned out to be another familiar face, and one she was pleased to see.
"A4!" She waved at him, stopping so he could catch up. "Traveling, too?"
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 12:06 pm
Drifter Jet Enduro {Z12 is entering from the Zeta HQ, and is heading to the Abandoned town} His new partner, Z2, had been rather quiet, and feeling restless as he was, Z12 felt the need to lead the way. He only hoped the decision he made wouldn't lead him to disaster. Stay alive, and stay human. Holding on to his morals. These were his priorities. As long as he stayed out of trouble, he might be able to make it. But, there were still 5 more days. He was only on his second day on this island. One felt like eternity on its own. "Gosh, you really are fast, aren't you?" Z2 chuckled as he ran after his friend and made his way to the abandoned town, hoping to find some shelter there where they could rest and hide out. There was no way of knowing what would happen next, so the only thing they could hope for now was some sort of miracle to help them. This would be a long 5 days... if he even lasted that long. Whoever he was before, he hated his past self now for signing him up to this. Z2 is entering from Zeta HQ, following Z12 to the abandoned town.
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 12:26 pm
A-Nine paused in her singing to talk to A-Two. "How could you not know that song?!" she asked, slightly scandalized. "I thought everyone knew it." Nevermind who 'everyone' was, A-Nine didn't know who they were either. She shrugged carelessly.
"You're weird." she said, though not in an unkind way. "I like you." She patted A-Two on the shoulder and then twirled away to spread her arms to include the rest of the team, not just A-Two. "It's not hard, just sing along! I won't laugh if any of you can't sing very well, I promise."
"Besides," She added to A-One, in a transparent attempt to be sly, "what good is it if everyone is all stressed and cranky-pants? The island sucks, yeah, and this fog is spooky, and we almost got trampled by a giant demon pony..." A-Nine ticked everything off on her fingers as she walked. "Oh, and then A-Five and A-Ten died." She paused. Wait, that wasn't her point.
"But!" she quickly added. "A-Ten got better! And according to this text, we survived to day two!" She held up her cellphone for everyone to see, nevermind that they all had their own. "So...it's not all bad!" Nine pumped her fist and nodded in satisfaction.
"Think of it as a morale boosting, team building exercise, boss. A little hope, a little cheer, and we'll be ready to kick the asses of any who come near. Hey, that rhymed!"
A-Nine walked alongside Zeta-Four, brightly pretending to jam on an air guitar in compliment to his singing. "Some will win, some will lose... Some are born to siiiiiing the blues~ Oh, the movie never ends It goes on and on and on and on...!"
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 2:28 pm
E t e r n a l x Melody "Gosh, you really are fast, aren't you?" Z2 chuckled as he ran after his friend and made his way to the abandoned town, hoping to find some shelter there where they could rest and hide out. There was no way of knowing what would happen next, so the only thing they could hope for now was some sort of miracle to help them. This would be a long 5 days... if he even lasted that long. Whoever he was before, he hated his past self now for signing him up to this. Z2 is entering from Zeta HQ, following Z12 to the abandoned town.Z12 looked back, chuckling nervously. "Oops. My bad. Sorry about that." He rubbed his neck, smiling under his helmet. "I'll try and slow it down. I guess I was anxious to leave." It wasn't as if the rest of the island could be much better, but the further away he was from the death and mayhem of the beach, the better. "I wonder how long it'll take us to get there?" He wondered aloud, walking alongside Z2. Travelling felt good. Being cooped up on the beach with so many other people had him on edge. Now, he was able to relax.
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 4:34 pm
danse-hexe Sometime during pondering the mysteries of the world and her own death, A10 noticed someone whistling. It was a different tune from the one her teammates were still singing, and curious, she turned to try to find the source of the music.
It turned out to be another familiar face, and one she was pleased to see.
"A4!" She waved at him, stopping so he could catch up. "Traveling, too?" The whistling abruptly cut off and for a short moment a-4 simply stared at the figure before him. Picking up his pace, he finally called out, "Why 'allo there, Missy 10! See you've got yourself a case of the livelies once again, eh? Very good! Very good!" Catching up he paused again, and leaned in close to the girl. "Hrrrrrmmmm... hummmmm..hawwwww." Well, didn't have the urge to kill her one bit really, but maybe it was a bit too soon to decide. "Looking well indeed," he declared cheerfully. "Bit of travel's always nice, though but..." he looked around a moment before asking, "A-7 brooding about then? No use for it!" He held out his elbow to the girl with a slight bow, "My lady?"
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 4:35 pm
((Z3 is traveling to the cornfields with his group as well @ 6:35 a.m. Central Time~))
As had become so usual of his behavior, Z3 purposely delayed himself to trail at the end of his group, striding with a plain and casual purpose despite the clumsiness of his suit. Had he been clad in something less cumbersome, the male would've seemed downright stealthy... not that he cared much to hide from the people who had, for better or for worse, become his core unit.
Vaguely, he wondered just how crudely A7 had butchered that symbol into him. Was it even shaped like a bird? Oh well; so long as the thing remained recognizable when it mattered, he cared little for artistry.
He could only hope these people would prove themselves as useful, rather than a burden.
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 6:12 pm
A7 kicked a stone. Hard. Don't think he doesn't notice you macking on A10, A4. Because he does. He's just too busy kicking stones to care.
Honest.
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 7:08 pm
They'd been walking quite a while by now, and Zeta Eight had been completely silent through all of it, a robot through most. Step, inhale, step, step, exhale. With the exception of Zeta Four and one of the other Alpha's singing, she had barely glanced at the new members of Team Phoenix, the emblem scratched in the back of her helmet vibrant red against the black of their suits. Against the back of her own helmet, she could feel the emblem like a brand, burning against the back of her eyes. It was... dangerous. Inexplicably so, because while nothing had really had happened, there was still that distinct feeling that... something was different.
It bothered her.
For no distinct reason, Zeta Eight finally broke from mulling over her own thoughts, looking around with a vague interest a little to glance around her with mild interest. The most prominent, of course, being the sudden fraternization between Alpha Ten and Alpha Four as well as, predictably, followed closely by a look to the hulking Alpha brooding not too far away. Advancing on Alpha Seven, she said nothing as she slid her hand up the inside of his bicep -- a ghost of a touch that clearly let him know that she, and many of the others, had noticed he was distinctly sulking.
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 7:16 pm
A7 felt the touch of a hand sliding up his arm, and turned his head just slightly to see who it was. Though she couldn't see it, he cracked a smile behind that mask. His opposite hand reached over and covered the smaller one around his bicep, holding it in a girm grip.
"'Ey." He greeted roughly, as they kept walking. "Sorry I've been quiet. Don't mean to. Just got a lot to think about." And it was hard for him to think, normally. It took him a long time to figure something simple out.
He took a deep breath, and rose his head out of the slouch he was in. "You holdin' up okay, prin-" He bit his tongue, and his hand clenched - the last thing he wanted was to drive off the only presence that was keeping his mind off of things, by accidentally using another nickname she'd hate. Think fast, A7.
"Prin..ting.. uh."
Think fast, not stupid.
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