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 Posted: Thu Aug 24, 2006 11:43 am
As the lift reached the port-side launch bay level, the reinforced doors slid open. Already waiting for the lift was Master Gunnery Sergeant Hammer, with a bag in one hand. The Captain didn't move from his spot as Hammer got on the lift, and they began to ascend back up to the barracks. Mathias eyed the bag in Hammer's possesion and then said, "I take it you found your weapon?"
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Posted: Thu Aug 24, 2006 11:45 am
"Yeah, I found it alright. I'm going to put this thing to good use on our next Op." he said smiling. He traded the bag to his other hand, seeing how heavy it was. It was a good thing the bag was made from reinforced polyester or it would have already broke.
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Posted: Thu Aug 24, 2006 11:54 am
Mathias chuckled, "Good, you'll get to blow somethings head off in no time." The lift reached the barracks level and the doors opened. "Well here we are. I'm guessing your going to want to tinker around with your new rifle, so while your doing that im going to find the rest of Alpha Squad, hopefully they are all ODSTs."
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Posted: Thu Aug 24, 2006 11:58 am
Michael stepped off the lift and nodded his head, "If you see a ODST or a marine named Jacobs, grab him. He's got potential."
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Posted: Thu Aug 24, 2006 3:36 pm
*Linda cursed and strifed right, barly avoiding the plasma streaking out in front of her from the pair of Banshees. She glanced at her atltiued meter and smiiled grimly that she was only a few hundered meters away from hitting the safty of the atmosphere. Linda suddenly thrust the control stick forward, sending her Pelican down into a nose dive then abrutly switched directions so it was soaing back up, pushing the throttle to the floor.*
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Posted: Fri Aug 25, 2006 3:57 pm
*Cursed again loudly as plasma fire barely missed our wings. Linda sent the Pelican into a barel roll, finally barcking the atmosphere. She sighed in relife when the Banshees turned back for the safty of the planet below. Linda eased up on the throtale opeing her Comm chanel to the Titain frequency. She idley listen to the chatter, bringing her Bird in ever closer to the safty of the Bay.*
"Flight Chief, this is Red-039 requesrting permisson to dock."
"Copy that, 'Fly. You have clear skies ahead..."
*Linda grined to herself at the on going joke and reliped correctly.*
"And stormy ones behind me. See when I get in."
*She switched off the Comm and consentreted on bringing the Pelcian in safely. As soon as she felt the repolsures kick on, she absently started to shut down the systems still not needed to land; her mind on other things. Linda took off her helmet and shook out the shoulder length midnight black hair from being tucked in it for so long. She slid the helmet onto the chair and walked out of the Pelican, leaving her Co-piolt to do as he pleased. She had more important things to do at the moment. Linda took the lift up to the Bay Control room and threw a hug around the Flight Control Cheif and gave him a deep kiss.*
"I have missed you, love. I have to go now, but we can talk later tonight."
*She gave him a mischoves smile and one more kiss before turing away and went back down to the Marien Barracks, smileing quietly to herself.*
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Posted: Fri Aug 25, 2006 4:29 pm
Chath Tiu *Cursed again loudly as plasma fire barely missed our wings. Linda sent the Pelican into a barel roll, finally barcking the atmosphere. She sighed in relife when the Banshees turned back for the safty of the planet below. Linda eased up on the throtale opeing her Comm chanel to the Titain frequency. She idley listen to the chatter, bringing her Bird in ever closer to the safty of the Bay.* "Flight Chief, this is Red-039 requesrting permisson to dock." "Copy that, 'Fly. You have clear skies ahead..."*Linda grined to herself at the on going joke and reliped correctly.* "And stormy ones behind me. See when I get in." *She switched off the Comm and consentreted on bringing the Pelcian in safely. As soon as she felt the repolsures kick on, she absently started to shut down the systems still not needed to land; her mind on other things. Linda took off her helmet and shook out the shoulder length midnight black hair from being tucked in it for so long. She slid the helmet onto the chair and walked out of the Pelican, leaving her Co-piolt to do as he pleased. She had more important things to do at the moment. Linda took the lift up to the Bay Control room and threw a hug around the Flight Control Cheif and gave him a deep kiss.* "I have missed you, love. I have to go now, but we can talk later tonight." *She gave him a mischoves smile and one more kiss before turing away and went back down to the Marien Barracks, smileing quietly to herself.* [o_O Love among the soldiers. Very... unexpected. I guess every story needs a pair of lovers.]
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Posted: Fri Aug 25, 2006 7:51 pm
Mihaii Chath Tiu *Cursed again loudly as plasma fire barely missed our wings. Linda sent the Pelican into a barel roll, finally barcking the atmosphere. She sighed in relife when the Banshees turned back for the safty of the planet below. Linda eased up on the throtale opeing her Comm chanel to the Titain frequency. She idley listen to the chatter, bringing her Bird in ever closer to the safty of the Bay.* "Flight Chief, this is Red-039 requesrting permisson to dock." "Copy that, 'Fly. You have clear skies ahead..."*Linda grined to herself at the on going joke and reliped correctly.* "And stormy ones behind me. See when I get in." *She switched off the Comm and consentreted on bringing the Pelcian in safely. As soon as she felt the repolsures kick on, she absently started to shut down the systems still not needed to land; her mind on other things. Linda took off her helmet and shook out the shoulder length midnight black hair from being tucked in it for so long. She slid the helmet onto the chair and walked out of the Pelican, leaving her Co-piolt to do as he pleased. She had more important things to do at the moment. Linda took the lift up to the Bay Control room and threw a hug around the Flight Control Cheif and gave him a deep kiss.* "I have missed you, love. I have to go now, but we can talk later tonight." *She gave him a mischoves smile and one more kiss before turing away and went back down to the Marien Barracks, smileing quietly to herself.* [o_O Love among the soldiers. Very... unexpected. I guess every story needs a pair of lovers.]
((Hey, space is lonely...))
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Posted: Fri Aug 25, 2006 8:02 pm
Chath Tiu Mihaii Chath Tiu *Cursed again loudly as plasma fire barely missed our wings. Linda sent the Pelican into a barel roll, finally barcking the atmosphere. She sighed in relife when the Banshees turned back for the safty of the planet below. Linda eased up on the throtale opeing her Comm chanel to the Titain frequency. She idley listen to the chatter, bringing her Bird in ever closer to the safty of the Bay.* "Flight Chief, this is Red-039 requesrting permisson to dock." "Copy that, 'Fly. You have clear skies ahead..."*Linda grined to herself at the on going joke and reliped correctly.* "And stormy ones behind me. See when I get in." *She switched off the Comm and consentreted on bringing the Pelcian in safely. As soon as she felt the repolsures kick on, she absently started to shut down the systems still not needed to land; her mind on other things. Linda took off her helmet and shook out the shoulder length midnight black hair from being tucked in it for so long. She slid the helmet onto the chair and walked out of the Pelican, leaving her Co-piolt to do as he pleased. She had more important things to do at the moment. Linda took the lift up to the Bay Control room and threw a hug around the Flight Control Cheif and gave him a deep kiss.* "I have missed you, love. I have to go now, but we can talk later tonight." *She gave him a mischoves smile and one more kiss before turing away and went back down to the Marien Barracks, smileing quietly to herself.* [o_O Love among the soldiers. Very... unexpected. I guess every story needs a pair of lovers.] ((Hey, space is lonely...)) [Psh, not for an ODST it isn't. *Big Smile* All we need is bullets and blood.]
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Posted: Fri Aug 25, 2006 8:39 pm
Mihaii Chath Tiu Mihaii Chath Tiu *Cursed again loudly as plasma fire barely missed our wings. Linda sent the Pelican into a barel roll, finally barcking the atmosphere. She sighed in relife when the Banshees turned back for the safty of the planet below. Linda eased up on the throtale opeing her Comm chanel to the Titain frequency. She idley listen to the chatter, bringing her Bird in ever closer to the safty of the Bay.* "Flight Chief, this is Red-039 requesrting permisson to dock." "Copy that, 'Fly. You have clear skies ahead..."*Linda grined to herself at the on going joke and reliped correctly.* "And stormy ones behind me. See when I get in." *She switched off the Comm and consentreted on bringing the Pelcian in safely. As soon as she felt the repolsures kick on, she absently started to shut down the systems still not needed to land; her mind on other things. Linda took off her helmet and shook out the shoulder length midnight black hair from being tucked in it for so long. She slid the helmet onto the chair and walked out of the Pelican, leaving her Co-piolt to do as he pleased. She had more important things to do at the moment. Linda took the lift up to the Bay Control room and threw a hug around the Flight Control Cheif and gave him a deep kiss.* "I have missed you, love. I have to go now, but we can talk later tonight." *She gave him a mischoves smile and one more kiss before turing away and went back down to the Marien Barracks, smileing quietly to herself.* [o_O Love among the soldiers. Very... unexpected. I guess every story needs a pair of lovers.] ((Hey, space is lonely...)) [Psh, not for an ODST it isn't. *Big Smile* All we need is bullets and blood.]
((Linda's life as a Pilot is...exceiting to say in the least. All she needs is her Pelican, her assult rifle and a sniper rifle and she's good. Best relfexs in the navy, even above most SPARTANS mostly becuase hers is natraule skill.))
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Posted: Fri Sep 01, 2006 10:53 pm
Michael and the rest of Alpha Squad stepped promptly out of the lift. They each had their rifles shouldered and Michael had the V2 strapped across his back with a MA6B shouldered. His pistol was in its holster while the knife he was given was strapped to his thigh. A few marines continued what they were doing while the rest gazed at the ODSTs and the lone Medic in awe. They were the best of the best, so it had been said. So, there-for, they needed to look and act like it. "Alpha Squad, load up with extra ammo. Medic, get a gun, that pistol isn't going to do anything." The medic looked up at Michael and nodded, trotting off in embarassment while the ODSTs loaded up.
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Posted: Sun Sep 03, 2006 8:42 pm
Several minutes had passed before Mathias reached the launch bay. He had to stop in the barracks to grab all the rest of his gear before gathering up with the rest of his squad in the launch bay. The lift doors opened and Captain Twombley stepped out, rifle slung over his right shoulder, and his helmet under the opposite arm. He didn't have to walk far before he saw his squad gearing up and loading up with spare ammo and other equipment. He smirked seeing his team eagerly readying themselves.
He approached Michael, "Everyone ready to go Hammer?"
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Posted: Sun Sep 03, 2006 9:19 pm
Michael looked up at the Captain and cocked the V2, slinging over his back again, "Yes'sir, they're all ready for hell." He looked at the ODSTs and the Medic and then back to the Captain. Looking up to be exact. "If there is any hell" he added and then started again, "There's not much going on down there now, you don't think there's going to be any trouble?" His eyebrow was raised and his voice was deep with curiousity, but then he shook his head, "Forget it, we're all ready." Michael looked over at Alpha Squad and barked a command, "Alpha Squad, front and center! You too Medic!" All of them came rushing over while the Medic stumbled slightly. The stood at attention in front of the Captain, awaiting orders. Michael stood up and grabbed a hold of his helmet, "We're ready as we'll ever be."
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Posted: Sun Sep 03, 2006 9:33 pm
Mathias had been about to reply to Michael's question but let it go for now. The rest of the ODSTs and single Navy Corpman(marine medic) stood in a line before him, they were all geared down and ready to get off the ship to be able to put their feet on solid soil where they belonged. Mathias was silent for a moment then shouted, "Alright everyone load up!" A pelican had already been fired up and readied for the squad. It took only a minute or two for Alpha squad to get loaded up onto the pelican, Mathias was the last one on the Pelican before the bay doors shut to seal off the atmosphere. The pelican shuttered naturally as it launched from the bay out into space heading towards the planet.
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Posted: Sun Sep 03, 2006 10:30 pm
Michael was standing inside the pelican rather than sitting. He never liked the seats of the pelican so he never took priority in taking a seat in one. He made sure that all the ODSTs and the Medic had a seat, even the Captain. His eyes glanced back at the pilot and through the glass at the planet. It was a meraculous sight. The giant desert world seemed harmless. His alarm was blazing. The helmet which he had carried onto the pelican was still tucked under his arm, but he figured he'd better put it on, so he did. He carefully placed it on his head with one hand, grasping onto a bar on the top of the hull with the other. He slowly twisted the helmet, locking it into place. The air inside the suit pressurized and a HUD display came up on the helmet. He switched the microphone frequency on and raised his free hand with a thumbs up. He then pointed to his helmet and made a knob turning gesture. Seeming that they all understood, they switched on their mics and set their frequency, even the medic, which was seemingly impressive.
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