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 Posted: Mon May 02, 2005 11:22 pm
The thought of decking K wasn't too far fetched in his mind right now, Johnathan was usually either polite or stoic, as Johnathan anyway. Perhaps the whole weeks of isolation thing mixed with being thrown back into a somewhat social setting wasn't sitting well. Maybe even it was that time of the month...and no, not in that way. Johnathan turned away from the rest and headed over to his coat, saying nothing for now.
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2005 11:23 pm
>>Sato shrugs and winces<<
Well, ********. Can't drink much more. Likely won't do much good for me to be shitfaced when I go back to having my brains blown about the goddamn hanger.
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2005 11:27 pm
:::He smiles and pat's Mystina on the head:::
That's wonderful! How far along are y- :::He cuts himself off when what Sato said registers:::
You what!?
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2005 11:28 pm
Thank you *Mystina beamed* I'm 3 months alo---*Mystina starts to talk but then stops too*
*Mystina turns to Sato* WHAAAAT?!
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2005 11:31 pm
Eh? Nothing for you to worry about, blondie.
>>Sato cringes at Mystina's screech<<
NOTHING, really.
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2005 11:32 pm
Johnathan turned around when he heard about Ichiro's brains being splattered, but turned back to his coat when she dismissed it.
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2005 11:32 pm
:::Kal scratches his head:::
You mentioned when we met, your title and all...but I don't quite remember. What is it that you do again, Sato?
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2005 11:35 pm
*Mystina tilts her head, curious, but still standing close to Kal, kinda snuggling up against him a little, looking worried about Sato*
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2005 11:35 pm
I'm a pilot for the Allied Earth Defense Force. 4th Mobile Suit division.
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2005 11:40 pm
:::Without a negative intonation...more like concerned:::
Defense Force. I take it you're a fighter of some sort.
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2005 11:42 pm
Johnathan seemed to grow deathly still as he stood over his coat, hands resting against the bar, supporting his weight. He almost looked like he wanted to throw up. He tried taking a few deep, steady breaths, but it did little to help him. He had gotten himself worked up again, which never ends well. He fumbled around in his coat quickly and pulled out what looked like a heavily modified gas mask and strapped it to his face, taking quick breaths, trying to breathe as deeply as he could. The mask almost looked as if it had a counterpart that was meant to go up around the head like a helmet, and lock together perfectly. The designs on the mask made it seem like it was the lower half of a demonic sneer, part of a full helmet designed to intimidate opponents with the satanic look alone. Through it all he tried to draw as little attention as possible, his large back, hunched over trying to shield the events from view by the others.
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2005 11:43 pm
A soldier, yes. A fighter, yes. Its a job.
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2005 11:45 pm
*Mystina tilted her head, realizing something was wrong with Johnathan and letting Kal go* I'll be right back...
*She walked over to him* Johnathan... you look ill, can I do anything to help? *Yes, she knew she shouldn't be bothering with him because he might get mad, but she still wanted to help*
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2005 11:46 pm
:::He looked at her curiously:::
When do you come from?
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2005 11:50 pm
>>Sato shakes her head<<
5:18am, currently. That's about all I have to say on the matter. Why are you so interested, anyway?
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