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 Posted: Fri Apr 30, 2010 3:35 pm
((Heh heh, microscopical mushroom clouds...Kay then, I'ma post as Demyan now I guess. Hey, welcome back buddy!))
Adalwulf glanced up as Chris came over to the three standing in the hallway, noticing he had an eye patch over his missing eye too. He gave a small smile at the irony and shrugged, feeling his mood lighten a tiny bit. "I was going to get something to eat, want to join me, John?" Then he turned to Chris. "You're eye patch is a little off." He tapped his own over his right eye.
A nearby crew was lounging around in the repair bay of the hangar, so Demyan made his way over to them, Natasha following at a farther distance. At times like these, he was glad that she, or it, had an AI. Many times it was a hassle to position her so that the crews could patch her up. They all glanced up as he approached, he was pretty tall to begin with. "You seem bored. Might as well fix Nattie up." One of the men frowned, objecting. "Did we say that we would?" A few others nodded their assent. Demyan nodded understanding, then punched the one that had spoken hard in the nose, hearing a crack. "Did I say you wouldn't?" He glared at them, and after a few moments, they shrugged. "Right. Now, outfit her with that new stuff I got, should be in the shuttle. Then redo the paint job." He watched them head off, then spotted Gerard and Shane standing off somewhere, soon deciding that since they escaped from the gundam pilots, they might have some plan of action. He headed over to where they were.
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Posted: Fri Apr 30, 2010 3:39 pm
John waved his compliance and walked off, sipping strong, black coffee as he walked. He accepted Adal's invitation, and left with him for the mess hall. Marie decided not to join them. She stayed alone with her thoughts, in the aftermath of Chris's defeat. Marie fully believed that Chris was on their side, now. But to be absolutely sure, and maybe just for the fun of it, she picked up another steel bar from the hangar floor and snapped it when she knew Chris would see it. She then turned and walked briskly to catch up with John, as he surveyed the damage to the fourth Modus Operandi. It was a light-duty suit; not meant to take the abuse that is so often demanded of Gundams. John decided it was finally time to make the upgrade. He and Marie retired to their quarters to draw up plans. When that became boring, they celebrated victory against Censura, as married couples will do.
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Posted: Fri Apr 30, 2010 4:00 pm
Perhaps to the dissapointment of Marie the snapping of the metal rod didn't phase Chirs. He knew how to deactivate her nanites if she ever tried anything though he knew she was just being cautious. he looked back at Kamon. "Well. I guess you know the story by now. When we first met I was already heading Backdraft though not by choice. Now I know that what I did can probably never be forgiven but there is nothing more to say..." Chris got down on his arms and knees and bowed his head. "I'm so sorry." Chris had begun to cry.
Nick watched Chris from afar. Good, short and simple.
Al walked to John's room but when he got there the door was shut. He was about to knock when he heard some noises inside. He smiled and put his hand down happy that they were having a good time. He just turned and left decided to find Adal. He fond him in the mess hall. "Hey Adalwulf got a minute?"
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Posted: Fri Apr 30, 2010 4:08 pm
Adalwulf waved at John when he left to go and look at the MO4. He finished his meal quickly and sat there for a while, not really finding anything to occupy his time with. He browsed the web on his laptop, placed multiple security measures on the refinery and the gundams that had been effected by Gerard's tactic, and nursed a bottle of Guinness, frowning slightly as he thought. Then he looked up when he heard Al's voice near him. "Sure, I'm not really doing anything else at the moment."
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Posted: Fri Apr 30, 2010 4:13 pm
"You know how Gerard used that Data Swarm on us? Wanna know how to shut it down instantly?" Al smiled a wicked smile and sat down.
Shane and gerard were talking when Demyan came over. "Hello. Your Demyan right?"
Gerard eyed Demyan slightly. "Wanna new job?"
"Well you don't have to be so blunt Gerard but that is what I was gonna say. So what do you say...Commander?"
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Posted: Fri Apr 30, 2010 4:22 pm
((Her strength doesn't come from the nanites, it comes from the 5-year procedure. The nanites were introduced to help her interface with the Misericordia and repair her body if it was damaged. 3nodding )) John applied all of the Silenus family's artistic wisdom he had inherited, and finished a sketch of the machine that would replace his beloved MO design. The frame would have a common basis with the Zeta Gundam, and John planned to add plenty of improvements, to make the design his own.
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Posted: Fri Apr 30, 2010 4:35 pm
((Ohmahgawd, I can't wait until Halo: Reach! scream *excited and random*))
Adalwulf eyed Al oddly for a moment, possibly gauging how crazy he looked. But he shrugged anyway, grinning back equally. "As long as it doesn't cost me any limbs. Then, ja."
"Yes, it is Demyan." Demyan replied stopping before the two. After he listened to what they proposed, he rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "Commander, huh? I have always been a follower, myself. But, I have also been stuck in the same station I have been for years, so I don't see any room for complaints." He took a drag and held it in for a moment, letting it out through his nose. "With Al and Chris being gone, I might as well. Is nothing to lose there. Though I would need two people to help me sometimes, strategies and such."
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Posted: Fri Apr 30, 2010 4:46 pm
"Granted. Now that you've been promoted we now have control. You took our place but now we need you to call all our troops back. It's high time we made some changes." Shane and gerard turned and walked away.
"Well it just so happens that I know the encription codes to each of the viruses in the swarm. He makes them using the same encripton code you see and i'm the only one who knows that code. If we input a program in each suit that makes the systems immune to this code and send an anti-virus through to Gerard then he wouldn't be able to use the Data Swarm at all. Do you have any ways of doing this?" Al took a swig of Miller Light as he sat.
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Posted: Fri Apr 30, 2010 5:03 pm
Adalwulf gave a short bark of laughter like a dog at Al's questioning if he could do it or not. "Can I do it? Most second rate hackers can do that in their sleep, let alone a first rate. Though I don't blame you for asking, plenty of first rates just use premade programs for that sort of thing." He swished the alcohol around in the bottle before nodding to himself. "Makes 'em weak that way. As for ways, those should be plenty. For example, I'm using Backdraft's broadcasting channel to send Jack's message to anyone who wants to join us."
Demyan followed Shane and Gerard for a small bit, jamming his hands in his knee length coat's pockets. "Sounds like you two have been making schemes for years. Oh well. Going on, the main control room is on the 5th floor, correct comrades? Pretty sure that the main radio is located there, if I am not mistaken."
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Posted: Fri Apr 30, 2010 5:58 pm
"No we just believe it's time for some upgrades the suits. We liked the way Chris ran things so there will be no change in rules and regulations. I just thought it was time to incorperate a few of the many technological genius' of Chris into our infantry." As they were walking they passed several machines each of them looking like Censura. "We went through Chris' files when we returned for some answers and called all our refineries to this location. The last one docked a few hours before you arrived. We have been using gundanium so the armor won't be as strong and it won't be as fast or powerful but the weaponry is unbelievable. We may have a a hand full of suits but we still have yet to make a single anti-matter weapon and the schematics for the M.P.B.R.S.D's is gone and we can't recreate it using the ones Nisus have in Chris' hangar. All we have is the anti-matter weaponry and standard issue weapons." Gerard sighed.
"It is quite troublesome. Now go. Radio our troops to return." Shane and Gerard walked into the facility with the suits.
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Posted: Sat May 01, 2010 8:36 am
Kamon just watched as Chris cried in front of him. "You practically destroyed our suits, forced us into hiding, got rid of the Earth government, and you expect me to forgive it all just like that?!" He looked on as Chris cried, obviously stricken with regret. He held his hand out, motioning for Chris to get up. "Stand up, this isn't the time for weakness."
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Posted: Sat May 01, 2010 4:18 pm
"I expect nothing really. Just to know that I can still be your friend." Chris took Kamon's hand and lifted himself up. "All I want I guess is a second chance." Chris wiped his tears.
"So that's why we had communication problems awhile ago. Crafty. So let's get started, no?" Al got up taking his drink with him.
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Posted: Sat May 01, 2010 8:06 pm
"Danke." Adalwulf said happily, following Al's suit and standing up. He slipped a hand under a strap on his laptop, closing it shut and preferring not to leave it alone. He brought the bottle with him as well. "Alright, what first then?"
Demyan didn't think much of the two's snooping in others' business. It didn't concern him very much, and neither did the multiple suits looking similar to Censura. He gave a tired yawn, thinking of possibly catching some Z's. "Very well. Just keep some suits made out of normal metal, not just gundanium. That way those suits can take a beating while the other ones flank, or something." He then left Gerard and Shane to browse the suits while he took the lazy way, the elevator, to the command room. Heads turned when he entered, and he soon became uncomfortable, unused to it. So he ignored them, going over to the master radio station, clicking a button he thought broadcasted to the troops. It happened to be the P.A. system. He cursed, hearing the echo from the intercoms, before switching to the troop signal. " 'Right. Everyone, head back to HQ." He paused. "Further explanations and descriptions will be made then."
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Posted: Mon May 03, 2010 12:17 pm
((I've got my hands on some new, awesome software. I may yet be able to crack this darn game! jubilations! ACAM the game might just become a reality. <--That was 20 minutes ago. UPDATE: YES!!! I cracked it! Playable ACAM, here we come!))
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Posted: Mon May 03, 2010 2:28 pm
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