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 Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 4:56 pm
ღ Jessalyn ღ
Jess looked at Raya and smiled. She stuck out her hand. "Nice to meet you, Raya!"
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 5:07 pm
Raya shook the girl's hand, "Nice to meet you too." She wondered how anyone could be so energized so early in the morning, "So, what'r you stuck here for? I'm Stealth Operations, myself."
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 5:11 pm
ღ Jessalyn ღ
"Medic and mechanics. Mom was a nurse. Dad was a mechanic. I learned from the best!" Jess smiled and smoothed her dress.
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 5:28 pm
Raya couldn't help but chuckle, "A mechanic in a dress. That's something you don't see every day."
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 5:34 pm
ღ Jessalyn ღ
"I don't wear them that often, being a mechanic and all, so it is something you won't see very often with me!" Jess grinned and sat down on the ground.
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 10:20 pm
At that very moment, Angel remembered something. Something that was currently missing in the room. She swung out from deep under the car, back still on the cart, and shouted for her assistant.
"Billy! Get over here, now!"
The young clumsy man scrambled over and came to a shaky stop next to her face. "Yes, sir - I mean - ma'am, sir?"
Angel narrowed her eyes at her assistant. She was somewhat flattered that Billy treated her so highly, but the 'sir' thing was getting a bit annoying. Though she'd told him to stop, he'd kept doing it, ever since he met her.
"First things first, don't call me 'sir.' I'm not a boy. Understand?" she said. Billy nodded furiously, clutching at the shirt of his workclothes. Angel smiled sardonically at the man. "And second of all, where's Jess?" Billy gazed at her for a second, confused, to which Angel sighed impatiently. "Jessalyn Pederson? Y'know, the only other somewhat decent Mechanic we have in the department? Didn't you even notice she's missing? Where is she?"
Billy gulped. When the Medic/Mechanic's voice turned dangerously threatening, he knew he was supposed to get the message right away and complete it right away. "Yes sir, - I mean - ma'am, sir! I'll fetch Miz Jessalyn Pederson ri' away, wherever she might be!"
As she watched him run off, Angel sighed and returned to her work.
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2011 12:48 pm
Dustail was in the middle of drawing a sparrow she had spotted outside her window when something thumped loudly against the corrider wall. The sparrow was spooked and flew away, it's brown and black speckled wings flapping with hidden strength.
Dustail irratably opened her door to use a few select words with whomever scared away her muse.
Lying on the ground, his head still touching the wall, was a boy about her age. He wasn't moving apart from the rise and fall of his chest.
Dustail immediatly reconized the boy as Billy, one of the mecanics. The only reason she knew him was because they had passed eachother frequently in the hallways to their classes.
She kneeled down and shook his shoulder.
"You okay?" She asked, "Billy?"
Billy groaned a response.
Dustail sighed and slung him over her shoulder.
"I'll take you to the nurse," she told him, "You can sleep there."
Billy mumbled something.
"What?" She asked.
"Need to...find...Jessalyn Pederson..." he mumbled again before falling unconious again.
Dustail dropped him off at the infirmary, leaving him in the care of someone wearing an old-fasioned nurses outfit.
She went through the door to the mess hall, hoping to grab a snack.
As she went up to the pantry, she saw that there were a few people already sitting at the tables in the back.
'Maybe I'll go introduce myself,' she thought, 'Right after I get a snack.'
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2011 1:25 pm
Astrayl just smiles and gestures for them to wait in front of his room. He opens the door and goes in to a dark room. "I really should think about getting these lights fixed." He fully navigates himself through the dark room and grabs his box of parts. "Here they are. Couple bolts, wrenchs, platonics, and other good stuff as well." Walks out and then locks the door to his room. "Come on, lets head the special ops garage. From the looks of it, some of you have been there as well." Turns around and walks towards the garage with a smile.
As they get close, the colossal size of the garage reveals itself. It is at least twice the size of the regular school building. "The garage has to be big because most of the elite students have some of the larger mechas." Goes up to a number code and enters the numbers. The big doors open to reveal his mech and a bunch of garbage lying around. "sorry that there is a mess around here."
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2011 1:51 pm
ღ Jessalyn ღ
Jess looked at her watch and stood up quickly. "Oh, geez! I forgot! I need to run down to the garage! It was nice meeting you! Bye!" She waved at Raya and then ran off to her dorm. When she reached her dorm she threw on jeans, a shirt, and tennis shoes. She jogged down to the garage and walked in through the door, breathless. "Sorry I'm late! Got a little sidetracked."
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Posted: Wed Apr 06, 2011 2:05 pm
"Damnit! Where is that damned Billy?" muttered Angel. Still under the car, she raised her hand to glance at her watch. It took him an unusually long while to find one single girl. Perhaps something happened to him? Angel shrugged. Whether he got himself killed or not wasn't of her concern. He was only there to be her assistant.
At that moment, Jess breathlessly ran it. Climbing out from underneath the car, Angel raised an eyebrow and smirked at the other girl. "I could tell," she said simply. Then, she jerked her thumb over to some pretty beat up cars down to the left. "I've got my hands full of this baby right here, and there's still plenty others in the waiting line. I need you to check them out."
Then, with a careless salute, Angel smirked at Jess once more and disappeared under the car. In the middle of wrenching a screw loose, a thought occured to her, and she called out from beneath, "Hey, Jess! What happened to Billy?"
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Posted: Wed Apr 06, 2011 2:52 pm
ღ Jessalyn ღ
Jess raised an eyebrow at her. "I didn't see him! I thought it was your turn to watch him!" She jumped behind the car to avoid being hit and grabbed her tool kit. She went underneath the car and began checking things out. "He didn't get me!"
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Posted: Wed Apr 06, 2011 6:33 pm
Preoccupied with the car, Angel only semi-listened to Jess's reply. "Hm. Good, good..." she replied. So Billy didn't find her. Wonder where he went...
Just then, Angel yanked on a pipe, and it tore free from the car. Black oil began spurting out, and with an angry snarl, Angel stuffed her hand inside, clogging it. She curse and wiped the oily matter from her face with the cloth she kept in her pocket. Now I know what the problem is, at least...
((I think you have something a bit confused, Izy. ^_^ Billy is strictly Angel's assistant, not really both of theirs, so they don't 'take turns' watching him. He doesn't really need watching anyway. He's like, 20.))
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 6:26 pm
Az took note of the girl and smiled, being as nice as she could. Unfortunately, she wasn't much of a social butterfly- she tended to hang around men and machines much more often than women. While Astrayl was digging aorund in his room, she pulled out a guitar pic and stuck it under her tongue while wrapping her braid into a bun and out of the way. The pic allowed her to grind her jaw without ruining her teath, an old habit that was hard to break. She was excited to see a mecha up close and personal, her only experience was watching them train in secret whenever she could.
Once Astrayl retreived the items he came for in the first place, the group followed him after a quick 'hello' and 'good-bye' to the Jess as well as any that didn't want to go to the garage. Stopping before the garage doors, Az looked up and twitched her fingers excitedly. "Mechanics tend to make a mess wherever they go, this isn't that much different. Actually, I was surprised to not see any grease on any of the techs hands." Her eyes scanned the thick doors and smiled appriciatively. "That is some door. What is it, 4 feet thick interior and a foot of reinforced exterior on either side, an interior welding job from the gods; very beautiful. Now, the question is; does the password change on a daily bais or does each individual have thier own code? There are no scanners so bio-recognition is out, the programer seems a little cocky to me." Az shrugged and followed Astrayl in, despite the fact she'd been ranting about the door.
((Not to butt in or anything, Tree, but I believe she may have had her character say that as a joke...))
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 6:39 pm
Name: Victoria Penn Age: 17 Sexuality: Straight Specialty: Stealth Operation/Ground Combat (she excels in both) Personality: Victoria gets the job done. Nobody actually knows if Victoria is her real name. Either way. it's rumored that her father has trained her in stealth and combat since she was six, and since she was 12 she's traveled the world, picking off random assassins. She's very quiet and isn't the type that easily makes friends. Crush: If she has one, she won't tell. (I haven't decided yet.) Likes: A clean-cut job, the latest techno-toys Dislikes: Police, anyone who interferes, though she... "takes care" of them (doesn't kill, just wipes their memory) Pic: 
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 8:44 pm
Raya glanced at her watch. She sighed, deciding it was time for the sims. She walked down to the Simulation Room and entered. She went to the main terminal and booted it up. She set it to random sim and entered the training room.
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