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Episode Placement: After episode 50 |
Rain is with the group again, along with Ryouki. A new door opens.... |
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2007 5:22 pm
BANG!
The sound of a gun going off, leaving a smoking hole approximately two inches from the stowaway's head. Kayako wasn't like Anemone. She was taught to wield a weapon and how to fight hand-to-hand. Since Project Anemone was the main focus, the other two in the squad went through ground combat training aside from LFO piloting. It was so they would be 'useful' after the "New Beginning" as Dewey called it.
"I don't care. Now answer my question. If you were sent by the UF, you already know my name."
She really intended to shoot him next time, too. Not as if the others would let her, but she considered it. If anyone from the UF was aboard, they had to die.
(((If this doesn't end it, I have a backup plan.)))
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2007 5:32 pm
He started off casually. "You savages. Well if you won't give me your name I could at least give you mine. Not that you'd care or anything, but I'm Dominic." He merely shrugged it off. Bullets had been aimed & shot at him before, plenty of time actually, so one shooting at him & purposely missing wasn't a big deal.
It was obvious that this girl was off, which he had to admit even if only to himself that he liked it, but she also had a gun. Slightly he shook his sleeve to reveal his G33 & angled it so that it captured the light in her eyes. Then when he was blinded he grabbed her at the elbow & the wrist to bend her arm so that she could easily fire the trigger still only at her own head now. Once the weapon was in position his left hand crept up her arm to replace the other hand which grabbed her other wrist.
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2007 5:44 pm
At this point, he would die. Nothing else mattered, he would die.
Kayako wasn't some dumb girl, she was a SMART girl, and every smart girl knows what to do when someone has a gun to your head. She let her body go limp for a second to throw him off balance, then abruptly caught herself and spun around, twisting her own left arm in the process, and swept her leg behind his ankles, hooking her boot behind his leg so he would fall backwards instead of on top of her.
The arm was a liability, right now she didn't care if any damage had been done to it. The only hand she cared about was the right one, which yanked itself free of Dominic's grasp when the leg sweep allowed the brief moment. Even with the gun though, Kayako opted to ram her shoulder into him to pin him against the wall while he fell, shoving the front of the gun into his chest aimed up to his ribcage from there. Her other arm was still working relatively well, so she used it to pin the arm of his that wasn't blocked by her body. She also used her foot to pin both of his, just so he couldn't do that leg thing to her.
"Medri. Knock him out, I don't care with what. Then disarm him and throw him in the detainment cell."
That was an order, not a choice.
(((I'm ending this then.)))
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2007 5:50 pm
"God damn it not this s**t again." Before being knocked out & locked in the cell he managed to get a quick kiss off this psycho on the lips, even if the gun did hurt like hell pressed inside his ribs.
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2007 6:12 pm
With that little fiasco out of the way and the prisoner safely behind bars, the crew of the Ragnarok flew onward through the skies to their next destination.
As the days past during the flight, not much happened. Everything seemed to calm down, except for a few outbursts coming from the detainment cell. The prisoner would get a little testy sometimes, but would calm down. The duty of taking care of him was given to Nic, seeing as how she didn't do much else. Everyday she'd bring him his meals and that was about it.
Another three days past and the ship landed at the second drop off point. The crew just finished their second delivery and was heading back to the ship.
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2007 6:18 pm
Kayako was silent. It was an injustice, not allowing her to kill him. Damn those morons, he deserved only DEATH! It wasn't like he was gonna join them anyways. They would have to execute him sooner or later.
Asuka, on the other hand, was trying to get someone's attention so they would talk to her and not egg the leader on further and cause her to kill everyone in a rage. It was something that was expected to happen any time these days, and Gray wasn't helping with his snickering and analogies. At this rate, both the blue-one and the stowaway would be dead by the end of deliveries.
"Um, hey!" Asuka stammered as they walked back to Ragnarok's ramp "Nic, why don't you give that prisoner a copy of Ray=Out? It might....help him a bit..."
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2007 6:27 pm
((It is amazing how much weight the human body can carry if you always wear it XD. makes you know what your dealin with eh wink ))
Medri had stayed near the detention cell... For the prisoners safety. After what he did to kayako he had to deture Kayako a few time from killing the man. Medri had stood outside of the cell a few time and just shacked his head. "You bloody luck to be alive... KAyako is more then a little insane and I ahd to talk with her for hours to prevent her from killing you three times over." He gave his knuckles a crack and opened up his laptop again and started to work on new ventalation securtiy systems.
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2007 6:33 pm
Quinn had become quieter since the scuffle with the stowaway, or more accurately, his shooting his own desk full of holes trying to be heroic. Guns are dangerous, thought the man, satisfied with his expert analysis. I coulda killed myself. Or someone coulda killed me!! His life, young as it was, seemed like a drop of water in the mighty river of life. Or more accurately again, it seemed like a weak salmon trying desperately to swim upstream to procreate before it died. Nonetheless, the man sat in his usual seat, watching the Sun work its way across the sky.
"What am I doing with my life..." mumbled the pilot below his breath.
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2007 6:36 pm
((& it's astonishing that your spine could be destroyed in a number of ways at any time you pick up something that could weigh no more than a pound over what it's used to. twisted ))
Dominic sat there with his legs folded under him. For three days he had been in the same room, even lost his patience, but had found a way to deal with his temper. At any second of any minute of any hour of even three days from now he could escape. Then what's keeping him? The fact he hadn't had a real decent conversation with the purple haired psycho.
For the most part he kept quiet & just worked out, but there were occasions where he would- WHAM! Randomly get up from where he sat & belly flopped into the wall for no reason....
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2007 7:52 pm
Nic had agreed to let the prisoner have an issuse of Ray=Out like Asuka said. She didn't really want to see any more blood shed but she knew as long as she was around that she would see it, and maybe even then. As Nic got ready to open the door to the cell and give Dominic the magazine. Opening the door she gave a slight fake smile to Dominic "Hey you..."
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2007 4:00 pm
Since Dai wasn't sure if he had enough time to check the local shops or to check with the local black market dealers, he felt it was time to relax. So for the moment he wasn't going to work on his LFO either, mainly because all repairs and installations were done and he had no new parts. This meant that for the first time in a long time the former military pilot was truly relaxing. Currently Dai was walking down the corridors of the ship whistling, random tunes.
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2007 4:25 pm
'It's not fair!! They should let me kill him already! He's no use to us, plus he TOUCHED me damnit!!!'
And Kayako of course was already in the hangar, kicking a random soda can someone had dropped while she stood by her enigmatic LFO. Actually, Senturi hadn't been pulling and scary antics since they left, but Kayako figured that must be because Gray was always fine-tuning Mercury and therefore somehow resolved the mecha-based dispute. Although the question remained, did LFO apologize? One could never tell.
But on the notion of this LFO, it wasn't long before a certain distinctly female voice rang in the purple-haired girl's head. She should expect it, after all Senturi could hear her every thought.
'This gesture, what is the purpose of it? Why does it bother you?'
'You wouldn't understand, your skin is hidden under metal. It's something humans do to show affection...but HE...GRRRAAAAH!!! He's just DISGUSTING!!'
'So this is unwanted contact. As in something hostile..?'
'To ME it is.'
'And you would feel happier if this contact were to come from.....'
'DON'T YOU DARE. For the last time, it's not like that!'
"Where the heck is Gray anyways? Shouldn't he be somewhere snickering as always...?" this Kayako said aloud, mostly just to hear herself talk.
(((poking the boy, seeing if he'll respond....)))
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2007 4:26 pm
((Ok, SKIP TIME!! biggrin ))
About a whole entire week passed since the last installment. "A whole entire week?!" you say. "Impossible!!" Oh, but my friends, it is very possible. To ensure that things would work right in a sense of time and activities completed, a week was decided the proper amount of time to have passed.
Over the days, the crew made two more deliveries. They also decided to take some rest and relaxation after the fourth delivery to a quaint little town near what happened to be a nice lifting spot. Oh, joyous days, it seemed the lifting fanatics of the crew would get a chance to get in some good wave riding!
Also, much to Daisuke's happiness, the town also happened to have a good stock of LFO parts and things that he was searching for. Of course, it wasn't entirely "legal" but no one in the residential establishment cared.
And to top everything all of, there wasn't a single military place within one hundred miles. Things just seemed to perfect! Everything was coming their way.
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