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 Posted: Sat Jun 22, 2013 3:14 pm
   Nicholas would blink for a second when he heard the rest of what the man named Caleb said. It was a good thing that the girl in the Federation uniform was a deserter much like him otherwise he may have been caught if he had revealed his name before clarifying whether she was still enlisted or not. At least he knew now that the place they were talking about was that excavation site since if it wasn't he probably would just leave immediately. His meal arrived at that moment and he slowly began to eat.
Soon after he turned to Caleb and said, "My parents owned a factory for mobile suit development and manufacturing. Alongside that they were researching about information on the technology of the old world. I joined them in the research but found that there were a lot of limitations as to where I could go to in order to research mainly cause they didn't want any of their researchers to be captured while they were researching or for them to get killed. After that I decided to leave so I tricked my parents into building a mobile suit and then stole it and all of the data regarding it so they couldn't duplicate it. After that I wandered around researching and then ended up here. So basically I've been somewhat exposed to what the Federation currently knows about for Old World Technology as well as their mobile suit designs. Oh right my name is Nicholas Michael K. Dolosera but just call me Nick, Nicky, Nicky D, Nicholas anything you want really. So can I join you in the excavation?" Hopefully he would say yes now otherwise Nicholas would just leave and find someone else to go with. Location: Volgograd Bar
Who I'm With: Tigreon, Caleb, Charlotte
Thoughts: .......
Mecha: DGS-07NC GM Sniper IV High Mobility Type
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Posted: Sat Jun 22, 2013 6:17 pm
 Tigreon Cervelg[ MS-06S Zaku II ]
" Rule 1 : Once the pin is pulled, fuse is lit, or timer is set, Mr. Boom is no longer your friend. "
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Volgograd BarThoughts: " Heh, now this is kind of rare... "O. O. C. : N/AB. G. M. : N/A╚═════════════════════════════╝
Tigre could only sit back in disbelief. It's been a good ol' long long while since last he came across a fellow this straightforward in this chaotic line of work. It's not like that he hate this kind of fellow ; it's just that the attitude are not the safest at all to be worn while venturing in this world of outlaw. A small smile appeared on his face before he cut Nicholas' speech. " It's good seeing honest men are still yet to extinct, but i suggest you don a more subtle way of talking, Mr. researcher. Spilling all the peas in your pocket might be taken advantage of by some. Best be careful, i'd say... " he commented, before awaiting others' response, back into his own thoughts.
" So many deserters in one day... " Tigreon slightly questions the coincidence. " Am i thinking too much myself... Or have i grown this distrusting... " Tigreon smiled to himself, eyeing the empty glass. The talks seems like it'll still continue for quite some while ; to kill more time, another glass won't hurt." Master, seconds please. " he pushed his glass forward a bit, replied with a brief 'got it' by the barkeep. Seeing how Caleb mentioned this 4 might be able to pull, Tigre decided to try poking another major string. " You'll need more than just manpower to pull this trump card of yours, i bet... Other than ship... MS, weapons, etc. Or perhaps you've already got something in store too ? Trying to get several off MS dealers now ain't gonna cut it y'know... " Tigre asked, generally asking everyone whether they got a mechanical giant in their possession, without directly mentioning.
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Posted: Sun Jun 23, 2013 6:47 am
Charlotte's large grin slowly faded as she listened to the man with the laptop. She would have hoped to avoid giving out the details of the events leading to her court martial, but it seemed unavoidable due to the man, who soon identified himself as Caleb, and his understandable curiosity of the subject. Heaving a sigh she leaned back in her chair before speaking, "The subject of my 'defection' was about the value of pilots' lives in comparison to the acquisition of minor assets. I could give you both the official report of the event and the truth from my perspective, if you would wish. However, my leave was somewhat endorsed by Federation command in the form of a court martial, over two years ago. If they were wanting to take me back in it would've been done by now." Charlotte leaned forward again, up against the bar counter, to listen for any other questions that she would need to answer. The researcher being a deserter did slightly worry the woman, as her actions as an independent mercenary would likely be frowned upon by Federation command. She decided it was best not to say anything on the subject. Tigreon hinting at the ownership of mobile suits made the smile from earlier return to Charlotte's face. She loved to show off her custom suit and quickly piped in, I have one! I parked it in a vacant lot just a block away or so. Anyone wanna see it?" Such an outburst may have made her seem more childish, but Charlotte didn't seem to consider that possibility as her eyes seemed to almost sparkle.
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Posted: Sun Jun 23, 2013 9:24 am
▬▬▬▬▬▬ஜ۞ஜ▬▬▬▬▬▬ Caleb Darien Ashingar▬▬▬▬▬▬ஜ۞ஜ▬▬▬▬▬▬ Character Picture: Current Machine: ╔══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ Caleb was still a bit surprised by Nicholas' method of just spilling everything out on the table. Then again, he looked to be in his mid teens, so it wasn't too surprising. Tigre had apparently had a similar reaction to the teen researcher's forward approach to the situation. Listening carefully to Charlotte explain herself, he had a pretty good understanding of her situation and the falling out. Governments tended to think of people more as assets than they did actual people. It sounded like she'd been on something that had turned into a suicide mission and it didn't end well.
Putting down his empty glass he wouldn't order another one. He was probably going to be driving soon, and didn't want any more where it'd actually start to affect him. "So, before we leave, or get into anything, I'd be glad to welcome you all aboard if you're up for it. A few things to note however. Any and all salvage that can be used for repairs on mobile suits or the ship will be a top priority, or kept around in case of repairs. Necessities such as food, water, fuel, shall come first, and anything else we can sell and split up equally. This makes sure that we're able to keep operating as long as possible. Does anyone have any problems with that?" This was something he'd put a little thought into. Staying in business and operating was a bit more important than making sure that after every salvage sale people were expecting a certain amount when the business was so unreliable about consistency. "Oh, and if you have any specific dietary preferences, I suggest you go ahead and bring some food. I've got enough there, but not a whole lot of variety, so if there's something specific you think you'll want, make sure to get it while we're in town." When you're living on your own, you usually don't end up stockpiling huge varieties of food, and Caleb was no different. He'd really only accumulated things he was able to cook and wanted to eat himself, and while he was capable of cooking, like most salvagers that want to eat something other than junk, he was far from great at it so he didn't keep anything fancy around.
((Forgive any errors, nearly fell asleep a couple times typing.))
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Valin the Evil Hedgehog Crew
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Posted: Sun Jun 23, 2013 10:29 am
Nicholas would scratch the back of his head as soon as he heard the comment that Tigreon had made. He actually agreed with what Tigreon said and regretted it to an extent yet at the same time he didn't. If he was going to work with them they should know everything especially if there was any dangers with him being around them. He looked at Tigreon and said, "I'll take that to heart when I am talking with other people then who ask about my past or anything related to myself in that matter.". He then turned to look at Charlotte after hearing what she said. He nodded and then said, "I agree with what you said to an extent. Soldiers are important but these minor assets could lead the way to the formation of something big. For example research data no matter how small it is could eventually lead to a breakthrough in technology and the works. And it would be interesting to see the mobile suit you have in your grasp but I'll probably see it a lot regardless so I'm not in any rush to see it but if you really want to show us be my guest.".
He then turned to Caleb after hearing his explanation on what the rules of the group would end up having. It was a reasonable set of rules actually and he wouldn't really mind it to tell the truth. He nodded and then said, "That is fine with me. I don't have any dietary preferences so no need to worry about that though I may bring some extra meat just so we don't run out of supplies from the extra people. Anyways just tell me where we'll meet up and I'll bring my mobile suit from where I hid it along with whatever food I brought along.". He then awaited for the answer from the leader of this small little bunch of misfits. "Oh by the way. Shouldn't we think of a name and logo for our little group? Would be cool if we had one so we can get our names well known in the market of selling salvaged goods and maybe earn more cash from that.". He wondered if they would heed his suggestion or not. Location: Volgograd Bar
Who I'm With: Tigreon, Caleb, Charlotte
Thoughts: .......
Mecha: DGS-07NC GM Sniper IV High Mobility Type
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Posted: Sun Jun 23, 2013 6:11 pm
Tigreon Cervelg[ MS-06S Zaku II ]
" Rule 1 : Once the pin is pulled, fuse is lit, or timer is set, Mr. Boom is no longer your friend. "
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Volgograd BarThoughts: " Alright then... "O. O. C. : N/AB. G. M. : N/A╚═════════════════════════════╝
Tigre couldn't help but to unconsciously marked the two ex-federation fellows ; Mr. deserter and Ms. Banished as weird, not that the shipmaster seems 'normal' offhand. " Mine's nothing fancy, but your assumption has struck a bullseye, Caleb... Or should i start calling you, Cap'n ? " he replied, half jokingly. He'd then stretch forward both of his palms towards Nicholas and Charlotte ; kinda like a 'stop' sign, to the two who was about to show out her MS or thinking of the group name right away. " Alright, alright, let's save the fun for the road now... We got all the time to kill en route while and after preparing from A to Z... " Tigre added, looking towards Caleb. " Set us a rendezvous point ; that'll save time for sure. I kinda parked mine outside of the town like Nickie here. " he suggested, as it seems Nicholas and he has to go grab their MS on the outskirts first. He thought of asking for a ride, but kinda doubted whether it's a good idea, and thus he put a mental 'nevermind' stamp on it.
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Posted: Sun Jun 23, 2013 11:27 pm
▬▬▬▬▬▬ஜ۞ஜ▬▬▬▬▬▬ Caleb Darien Ashingar▬▬▬▬▬▬ஜ۞ஜ▬▬▬▬▬▬ Character Picture: Current Machine: ╔══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ The point about setting a rendezvous point did strike him as a pretty good idea. It'd take him probably an hour and a half to two hours to get to the ship, get it out of the underground hanger, and it'd probably take them at least that long to get there in mobile suits. Quickly thinking about timing, the max speed of most mobile suits, he decided that outside Kamyshin up north following the river would be the easiest place to meet.
Digging into his pocket, he'd take out some of his spare cash to pay for his drink, and he'd go ahead and pay for the meals of his new employees from the look of it. "I've got a little bit of cash on me if any of you has anything you specifically need before we set out." Closing up his laptop and putting it back into his bag, he'd shoulder the bag and look towards the others. "Unless you all want to just hang around a bar all day letting others take our salvage." He expected something like that to get them moving. No vulture liked another person taking their salvage. He'd get up to start to head for the door, while putting on his mask. "If you've got any questions, go ahead and ask me once we're on the ship. I'll keep an eye on any radio frequencies in the 29.3 MHz area if you need an answer sooner while I'm still in range. If you'll excuse me, I've got a lot of ground to cover very quickly." Caleb would wait to loan out some cash if needed from the others, but would then head for his bike and get going if there was nothing immediately they needed.
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Posted: Mon Jun 24, 2013 5:20 am
One may have noticed a slight twitch of annoyance from Charlotte's eye when listening to the researcher's opinion of people's lives compared to simple information. How could he be so willing to throw men away for something so trivial as research? She felt as if the both of them would not see eye-to-eye on the subject, and restrained herself from a nasty response. After pushing the thoughts aside, Charlotte listened to Caleb speaking of rules and food. The rules were simple and straightforward, and possesed a merit of their own. Also, as the woman knew how to cook, she always kept a decent stash of nonperishable spices in her truck as even a little extra kick or flavor could do wonders for troop morale. A few extra items couldn't hurt, and the decision on making a grand dinner in celebration of the group's formation was made. "Grand" being relative to what most vultures ate, of course. Soon Tigre's voice was added to the chorus of ideas, commenting about the need for a point to meet up, which was an excellent idea. A rendezvous would give each person time to get their possessions together and purchase some supplies. Charlotte stood up after Caleb's announcement of a location and finally spoke, "I've got some cash still on me, so I won't ask for any. Two and a half hours seems like plenty of time to make it to the rendezvous after a quick supply run." After taking a few steps toward the door a thought popped in Charlotte's head, and she turned to Tigre and Nicholas before asking, "Do either of you need a ride to your suit? I have some extra room in my truck if you don't mind waiting a few minutes for me to pick up supper."
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Posted: Mon Jun 24, 2013 7:22 am
Tigreon Cervelg[ MS-06S Zaku II ]
" Rule 1 : Once the pin is pulled, fuse is lit, or timer is set, Mr. Boom is no longer your friend. "
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Volgograd BarThoughts: " Nice~ "O. O. C. : N/AB. G. M. : N/A╚═════════════════════════════╝
Tigre clasps his palm together towards Caleb, kinda like how some oriental folks express gratitude. " Naah, treating me a fine meal here is good enough already. " he thanked, before the hand switches from gesture to a little muscle stretching, as he has sat and chatted for quite a while. " I guess I'll gladly take up on that offer then. Might as well help you with the groceries. " Tigre smiled, accepting the ride. To tell the truth he still got his own problem with the malfunctioning map thing, and to end up in Russia all the way from western parts of China needs no small feat of bad direction sense. He won't be able to get lost if follow Charlotte's truck later on ; and this group is kinda his last bet available around and Tigre doesn't think he'll get any more chance should he screw this one again.
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Posted: Mon Jun 24, 2013 7:35 am
Nicholas would whistle as he heard the rendezvous spot for their small little group. He then said, "Roger that. I won't be late.". He then overheard the only female in their little group, Charlotte, speak offering to give him and Tigreon a lift to their mobile suits after she got supplies of course. Nicholas would think a bit and then said, "Thank you for the offer but I'll walk. I didn't get much exercise since I'm normally in my mobile suit so it's a good thing to walk every once and a while.". Nicholas would then devour his meal in a matter of seconds and then turned to Caleb and said, "Thank's for treating us for a meal. I'll treat you to one next time.". Nicholas laughed before he left the bar. He quickly went to a local market and bought a bit of meat and fish from the local market. He had collected quite a bit of cash from before he deserted the Federation so he had cash on him.
Nicholas would then begin to leave town on the way to his mobile suit. When he reached the spot he had hid it at he noticed that it was gone yet the tracker still said it was there. He groaned, sulking a bit at the sight of all that snow. This would probably take a while considering how he lacked a shovel of sorts and anything like that. He sighed and then said, "So it was a bad idea to leave it lying in the snow.". He then placed the bag he got from the local market on the ground and began to dig. Hopefully he would be able to dig it out before it was time to get to the meeting point. He should have left it standing by some trees or something. Location: Outskirts Of Town
Who I'm With: No One
Thoughts: Geh. I didn't think it would end up under all that snow sweatdrop
Mecha: DGS-07NC GM Sniper IV High Mobility Type
OOC: Hehehe I'm evil to myself
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Posted: Mon Jun 24, 2013 12:26 pm
▬▬▬▬▬▬ஜ۞ஜ▬▬▬▬▬▬ Caleb Darien Ashingar▬▬▬▬▬▬ஜ۞ஜ▬▬▬▬▬▬ Character Picture: Current Machine: ╔══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ Making his way to his bike, he zipped up his coat, pulled out the cowl he used sometimes that worked very well with his mask to shield his head from the cold. Quickly installing the spark plug he'd removed, he'd get on his bike and start it up. Quickly pulling into the road, he'd immediately start working on his speed. He was going to have to be quick to get the ship out and moved to the rendezvous and not be late himself. Kicking it into high gear, he'd speed out of town on the road he'd told the others to follow. [[Exit to Ancient Military Base]] ((Short post sure, but I've got 2-3 more solo posts to do in various places so I can do this.)) ╚══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ╔════════════════════════════════════╗ [ Current Music: Where there's a whip there's a way. ] ╚════════════════════════════════════╝
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Posted: Mon Jun 24, 2013 10:15 pm
Charlotte nodded to Tigre as the others departed from the bar. She gently grabbed his hand and pulled him toward the door, smiling before she asked, "So what do you like to eat? I didn't get a chance to ask the others so you get the first choice. Not to mention you're helping me carry it and all. Oh, but I suppose we should see what they've got in stock first." Charlotte didn't wait long for a response, still pulling her new comrade along as she strode down the street to find a market. Very little time had passed before the discovery of a small store, and the female pilot dragged Tigre inside. One might get the hint that she was quite happy to have some company. It was not long before Charlotte had gathered a decent haul, preparing to create a culinary delight for the entire group to enjoy. She paid for the items and started back toward the truck, looking at Tigre every few moments in an attempt to make certain that she wasn't boring the life from him. Upon reaching her vehicle Charlotte deactivated the alarms and climbed inside, turning the ignition to help warm the truck while she waited on Tigre to jump inside.
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Posted: Tue Jun 25, 2013 7:04 am
Tigreon Cervelg[ MS-06S Zaku II ]
" Rule 1 : Once the pin is pulled, fuse is lit, or timer is set, Mr. Boom is no longer your friend. "
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Tigre couldn't help but to get dragged along all the way outside the bar and downtown to the shop. Surprised and kinda embarassed, Tigre's face was kinda flustered before he finally got free from the arm lock upon entering. " Eh ? N-Naah, i'll just follow chef's recommendation and whatever today's menu is. " Tigre replied, a bit grinning while he scratches the back of his head out of reflex.
Carrying the items, Tigre could feel the periodical barrage of stare that pierces his senses every once often, coming from the owner of the luggage. Tigre subconsciously averted his view elsewhere, with his red kinda blushing red. He'd then ship the purchased goods into the truck and hop onto it, driving towards where Tigre left his Zaku.
" Alright then, thanks for the ride. " Tigre grinned, bowing his head before leaping off the car and climbed the wire up to the cockpit. Shrugging snow off his clothes before sitting down and wear his headgear up, he'd then activate his units, as seen from outside with the mono eye sensor glowing, followed by actuators moving the MS' body and limbs into standing up position and moved around a little to shake off some of the snow. Meddling with several buttons inside, he'd then be ready to go. " Now, shall i return the favor of escort, milady ? " Tigre spoke over channel 29.3, before the giant foot of the metal cyclops began moving alongside the truck towards the rendezvous point, see if either Caleb of Nicholas would ring their sound on the radio frequency.
<< Exit to: Kamyshin >>
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Posted: Tue Jun 25, 2013 10:27 am
Nicholas murmured to himself about how stupid he felt for actually placing it lying down which ended up with it being covered with snow. He continued to dig for a while before he finally could see the cockpit open and ready to be used. He sighed in relief and then entered the code for the cockpit of the mobile suit to open. As soon as he opened he walked over to the side and picked up the bag with the food he had bought before jumping inside the cockpit of his mobile suit.
He sat down and then closed the cockpit door before shivering. The cockpit was freezing which was not surprising considering the fact that it had been buried under snow in the somewhat cold weather. He then activated the mobile suit, the visor flashing. He quickly set the radio at channel 29.3 just in time to hear Tigreon over it. He then spoke over the same channel, "Yo Stig. Escorting Charles to the rendezvous point? How sweet of you. I'll see you two there. I'm really curious what type of mobile suit you got your hands on. See ya at the rendezvous point.". He then pushed some buttons and the mobile suit began to stand up from its lying position. When it was finally standing he could feel that it was getting warmer in the cockpit. He smiled before he began to operate the mobile suit to run towards the rendezvous point.
{Exit Stage Left, I Mean To Kamyshin} Location: Outskirts Of Town
Who I'm With: No One
Thoughts: Finally got it out of the snow
Mecha: DGS-07NC GM Sniper IV High Mobility Type
OOC: Yeah I was serious of calling Tigreon, Stig Posi xd
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