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 Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2006 6:00 pm
((both ya break it up k?))
Kristi smiled but it quickly faded, "thanks..." She turned her head to Jenkins, "We blow it sky high and hope that we dont fry!" She said sarcastically, "Were geting a dropship or a few fighters, thats the only way off, once this thing is set to blow well have about 2-3 minuets to get outta here..." She said. She knew what John had done over stories and reports, she knew how this was gonan go down for teh most part.
((as a side not ive enver typed this much this many times i na row ^^; ))
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Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2006 6:28 pm
Tyrone looks at Kristi "Are you sure that 3 minutes is enough to get off this damned structure?"
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Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2006 8:05 pm
He looked at Tyrone, "Not in your regular pelican drop ship, if the emp from the nukes didnt make us dead in the water, the rubble would rip us apart. Those Shivas are dangerious..." He looked over at Kristy, "Dont you think we should radion up at Titan and get her to send down some Long Swords Ma'am?" He began to reasemble his BR55.
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Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2006 8:19 pm
As the Lieutenant sat off by himself, reminiscing. He remembered back to before he joined the Corps. He was a pretty weak kid way back when, he smoked too, but the Marines turned him around pretty quick, and before he knew it, he was an officer. He remembered also, vividly, the day his Silver bars were pinned on, and sense of accomplishment and pride. Speaking to himself, as he usually did to get his mind off of thinking back in time, "...9.5mm slug with 36 round magazine..."
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Posted: Sat Feb 18, 2006 11:56 am
Twombley looked about once again. "Hmm I wonder where Major Orden is..Haven't seen him around in awhile."
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Posted: Sat Feb 18, 2006 5:26 pm
"I dont know, contact one of the higher ups, I cant give that order grunt...." Kristi said staring at Jenkins. She stood up, "i'll be right back.... gonna go check up on some of these covie weapons..."
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Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2006 11:28 am
The Lieutenant shrugged, "Eh, he's probably off somewhere on the base..." Going back into thought he began to question why he had been ordered back up to the Armengald rather then the Major. Twombley knew he was perfectly capable of be able to command Alpha Base and all its soldiers and equipment quite effectively. Also, why was he supposed to bring back 25 soldiers with him? Seemed odd to weaken the strength of something they fought so hard to hold onto. 'Don't start asking questions, itll get you demoted or killed.'Mathias told himself mentally.
All this had been going on within the span of a few minutes...
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Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2006 1:50 pm
Tyrone walks around to pick up some scrap metal and sets them up in random places, he then walks far away from them and he whips out his pistol and shoots, he hits 19 of the 21 peices he set up. "********... first assignment I'm given as a gunnery sergeant and as soon as I get here all the actions over"
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Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2006 2:32 pm
Mathias turned and looked down at his helmet. It showed of battle; olive drap paint on it was scraped, dirt embedded into it from explosions, random dents from who knows what. All the same, he grabbed it from where it sat next to his rifle and placed it back on his head, buckling the strap, but leaving the small tactical display screen that went infront of his eye up.
Standing to his feet and stretching, he heard the crack of pistol fire. He went to investigate in the direction of where the shots came from, with his rifle slung over his shoulder...
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Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2006 3:05 pm
Sergent Jenkins finished assembling his BR55. He saw the Lt. walking over. Jenkins jogged over to him. "Sir. When this thing blows, three miniuts isnt enough enough time to get to the Titan or Armegald without getting shreaded but the debreis of this thing." He rambled off his calculations to the Lt. "See Sir? Were gonna need Long Swords...or we might as well shoot our selvs in the head now. Its better than dieing in an explosive decomprsion when a good size chunk of debreis hits us and rips a hole in our hull..Sir. And this war needs every marine it can get its hands on. Plus the Spartans..."
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Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2006 4:11 pm
The Lieutenant stopped moving when Jenkins came up to him. Mathias was confused with what Jenkins talking about, and also why. "Whoa whoa whoa Jenkins, slow down...Look, High COM will make sure we've evacuated before the ring is even set to explode. They wouldn't abandon us after how well of a job we've done here!" He said to Jenkins reassuringly, though not totally sure of what Naval Commands plan's were. "Things will be alright Sergeant, just maintain discipline."
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Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2006 7:51 pm
Kristi looked over at Jenkins and Mathias giving Math a stare, "mathias, I need to talk to you.... now" She said as if giving him an order.
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Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2006 8:29 pm
Irika Kristi looked over at Jenkins and Mathias giving Math a stare, "mathias, I need to talk to you.... now" She said as if giving him an order. Looking past Jenkins, he saw the SPARTAN, Kristi. Also he hearing her words, he moved past Jenkins towards her, "What did you need to talk about?"
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2006 7:23 am
Mathias Anak Irika Kristi looked over at Jenkins and Mathias giving Math a stare, "mathias, I need to talk to you.... now" She said as if giving him an order. Looking past Jenkins, he saw the SPARTAN, Kristi. Also he hearing her words, he moved past Jenkins towards her, "What did you need to talk about?" She took him by the jacket and brought him around a large rock, "The high ups aint gonna do s**t son." She said flatley hoping hed udnerstand theat they would need their own means of gettting off this ring.
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2006 4:49 pm
"Sir." Jenkins watched the Spartan pull the Lt. behind the rock. *@_@* "That...was a mistake.....I thinks thats allmost grounds for courtmarshel.....nahh...the Lt. wont do that...." Sergent Jenkins walked over to Tyrone, "Hey Sarg....Whats going on?"
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