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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 Nov 08, 2007 2:21 pm
After asuka let him go Reiku headed back out side and climbed back into his LFO and stood it up grabing the board. ' Right know this might be the best idea.. ' he mumbled to him self as he looked at the mangled ship. " Twilight lets get everone out safetly. " The mecha's amber eyes gleamed off the suns rays as it started to move debree from the front of the ship.
" Hey domanic if you can hear me from out here head towards the hanger we need to unload all the LFO's from with in to move the ship to a stright laying postion to work on it." He took his hand of the microphone botten and contued on with the moving of the debree.
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Posted: Fri Nov 09, 2007 5:37 pm
A ringing sound was heard just after Reiku made his announcement to Dominic. After the short period of the ring, a voice came on. "Everyone, this is Rain. Since Kayako had an untimely accident, I have been given control of our happy little group! Also, Ryouki, Asuka, and Gray have left to go with Kayako to the hos... place she'll be staying for a bit to recover. We'll be short on hands so I expect everyone to pick up the slack! Oh, and all of their mechs are gone with them, so we won't have to worry about that. This is Thy Commander Rain, signing off! Have a wonderful day!"
With that, she took her finger off the intercom button and sat back in the captain's chair. Rain put her feet up and placed her arms behind her head. A very satisfied smile came across her lips. Things should be just fine now!
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Posted: Fri Nov 09, 2007 5:44 pm
Reiku let out a long sigh. The weight of geting the LFO's out of the hanger and kayako slicing his head off for tunching sentury where gone. He turned Twilight into its vehicle mode and open a comlink to the bridge. " Rain, you all right? From when I first saw you in the little hall way you looked in bad shape. " He closed the link but left the comspeaker open. he drove around the ship to check the damage.
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Posted: Tue Nov 13, 2007 12:37 am
Once Johanna had abandoned the car to its slow, rolling descent into the depths of the sea, she walked casually back toward the Ragnarok. Her head was pounding and her eyes were failing, but she managed to get far enough to slump against the hull before the feeling overwhelmed her. A sigh followed shortly.
Lumping around the ship was easy enough--almost too easy by Johanna's standards. Sure enough, before she'd even spent two minutes inspecting the neck, a loud roaring pierced her ears and rattled the ground. Upon turning, she found Twilight blazing toward her.
She cursed everybody she knew as much as she could before it hit her.
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Posted: Tue Nov 13, 2007 12:04 pm
Reiku saw her and shifted up the petals. " Crude!! " Twilight went into a hard left turn as it started to roll. " Come on! " He lifted up the stick as he transformed it making it crash into one of the all ready destroyed wings. " Dam.. It... that hurt... " He looked out towards where Johanna was. he nerly hit her and man he would of hated if he did. " Hey you okay?" He spoke as he got Twilight back on its feet checking all the power system. He lowered back into's vehicle mode.
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Posted: Wed Nov 14, 2007 8:32 pm
Rain came back into the bridge after walking the whole ship over to get an exact assessment on just how damaged the Ragnarok really was. After checking everything that needed to be checked and checking them all over again, she deduced and decided that it really was not as damaged as it seemed to be. In fact, it was still capable of flight. Very limited and janky flight, that is. But Rain wouldn't let that get in her way! As the temporary leader of this ragtag outfit, she needed to do a get job to keep things running smoothly.
Her feet carried her towards the intercom in a saunter and with a press of a button, she spoke into it. "QUINN!" she yelled loudly over the PA system. "Get in the bridge and start flying this thing! We need to get it to some place where it can be repaired."
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Posted: Fri Nov 16, 2007 1:58 pm
Johanna, if she was not currently suffering from a concussion, would have gladly beaten Reiku's ripe melon-like brain into a fine paste if it were not already so, but the hull had received as much damage as Johanna was capable of, for the moment. As soon as she woke up, or as soon as she remembered who she was or why she was there, she would be taking a wrench to places not wrenched before.
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Posted: Fri Nov 16, 2007 6:59 pm
As everthing checked out he looked towards the ship. " Where can we find a repair shop.. " He mumbled as he started to move his Mecha towards the rear of the vessel.
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Posted: Thu Nov 22, 2007 12:26 am
His quarters were empty, stripped of all valuable content and personal touches. All that was left was a note, placed carefully in the middle of the floor, written as almost a scribble. Around it was various debris and other filth he apparently chose not to take with him. It was quiet.
Then Quinn burst in with only a towel draped around his unmentionables, and loosely at that. Head covered in a bathing cap with the rest of his appearance completed by the scrubber gripped firmly in his hand and raised high as if a club, he looked similar to a criminal who had been surrounded inside a bath house by the fuzz, with nowhere to run. This was part of his daily routine.
His countenance soon turned into one of shock and horror. This was followed shortly by his towel giving up its fight against gravity, throwing itself at Quinn's sparkly clean toes in defeat. With half-amazement, half-disbelief, the pilot carried himself further into the room while his head whipped from side to side spaztastically.
Gone.
Who took all my stuff...?
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Posted: Thu Nov 22, 2007 1:54 pm
"QUINN!!" Rain yelled at the top of her lungs. She had been screaming for him for what seemed like hours, yet was actually five to ten minutes. It's so difficult to get these people moving, she thought to herself dismally. I might have to start acting like Kayako! She shuddered at that thought.
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Posted: Thu Nov 22, 2007 1:56 pm
Reiku could hear rain yelling from outside the ship. " She sounds like kayako maybe even worse!! " He rubed his head as he made his way into the ship trying to locate the segway creator quinn.
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Posted: Thu Nov 22, 2007 2:59 pm
The intercom outside his room crackled with a voice that seemed far less innocent than he remembered. After a short hop of fear, the pilot leaped out and pressed the button, immediately shouting into the device, "Someone stole all my stuuuuuuuff!!" He knew his voice was shaking a bit, but he couldn't help himself.
"And I think I left the ship keys in my chest of drawers..."
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Posted: Fri Nov 23, 2007 1:33 am
Rain shuddered at that image. She really did not need to imagine man underwear at this moment. Shaking it off, she pressed the botton and responded. "I don't care!" she said angrily. "Just get up here and fly this thing! We'll buy you new things later. And the ship doesn't have keys!!" After taking her finger off of the button, she leaned back in the captain's seat and sighed like a Jewish mother stressed from her overly hyper children.
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Posted: Fri Nov 23, 2007 2:54 am
Doing as he was told, Quinn ran towards to the bridge naked.
Before he got there, though, he remembered the towel he had left in his room and decided that he may as well cover himself for fear of another indecent exposure charge. Once he arrived and picked it up, he noticed the note placed ever-so-carefully in the middle of the floor. The bare pilot approached it with great caution. On it was emblazoned, in large, intimidating letters, a message, which read:
I HAVE STOLEN THE THING DEAREST YOU
He pondered briefly what "the thing" was, and shortly thereafter, who this "dearest you" guy was. A short shrug later and the note was snuggling his hair and cap, bopping up and down as the man trotted to the bridge.
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