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Posted: Sat May 26, 2007 3:57 pm
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Posted: Sun May 27, 2007 2:32 pm
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Posted: Sun May 27, 2007 6:39 pm
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Posted: Mon May 28, 2007 12:41 pm
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Posted: Mon May 28, 2007 1:34 pm
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Posted: Mon May 28, 2007 1:54 pm
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Posted: Mon May 28, 2007 7:50 pm
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Posted: Mon May 28, 2007 8:41 pm
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Posted: Mon May 28, 2007 9:22 pm
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"Yeah, I'm talking about the geezer. I suppose you'll be working with him soon enough, so I was wondering how well aquainted you'd be." Morhighan explained. "He's out in Nibelheim, so we might as well take an airship. I'll go make the arrangements, you stand by the docking area." She trotted off briskly to a nearbye ticket stand. "Greetings," she addressed the ticketmaster. "Shinra. Need a sturdy transport vessel." The ticketmaster warily handed her the keys. "No destroying the plane this time," he warned her, obviously experienced in dealing with her. "Of course not! I have a precious cargo with me this time!" She grabbed the keys and ran back to Jean. "Let's go then, Shinra has a few planes on reserve." Her eyes suddenly lit up, and she became excited with a new idea. "The plane's small so you can sit in the co-pilate's seat and I can teach you how to fly a plane. It would make sure that I don't get distracted and almost wipe out the reactor this time. I can also tell you all about the few people I know that you'll be working with. Here's the plane, then." she said as the dock workers wheeled it up to them. She jumped to unlatch the fold-up stairs and hopped inside. "Come on in!"
OOC--You have spelled your doom Jeho. twisted Not really. XD
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Posted: Thu May 31, 2007 4:55 pm
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Posted: Thu May 31, 2007 6:14 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 01, 2007 10:37 am
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Having been placed in the spotlight, Freyr fidgetted nervously, shifting his weight between his various legs and picking at the tips of his fingers as he stared at them. "Well.... You see.... about that... its... "
"Freyr," Ghast interupted quickly, "Since you decided to change the plans and detour here early, you better start at the beggining."
"Well... you see... 2,000 years ago there was this alien creature and..."
"Freyr." Ghast warned,
"Uh... I mean,... When My mommy and my daddy met..."
"Don't force me to show Sephiroth how to disjoint your spine." Ghast threatened, but he was unable to keep a smile from his face.
"EEP!" The chimera yelped, wrapping his hands protectively behind his human torsoe. "Okay, um... yeah." Taking a deep breath the Chimera shifted again, and then slumped his equine rump into a sitting position. "Basically... it was... well... I left SOLDIER about... 12 years ago, I'm sure you all remember that?" He glanced over the faces, and then returned his gaze to his fidgetting hands, "I left because ... because... Someone tried to Murder Ghast." He cleared his throat. "And at first I thought they had succeeded,... It was only by chance that I managed to find the professor before he died, and I was able to rescue him. But his would-be murderer has been trying to finish the job."
"I only recently recovered my strength enough to try and venture closer to Midgar, I'm still not as able as I once was..." Ghast supplied,
"Ghast, Ragger, and I have been dodging and taking down the assassins as they come, but we've decided to take down his assailant at the top of the line."
"... Speaking of Ragger..." Ghast hesitated, a frown marring his face, "Where did you leave him?"
"Er..... About that... " Freyr coughed, refusing to meet Ghast's gaze,
"Freyr, you know what I've said about that phrase of yours." The proffesor scolded,
"I um... told him to go on ahead to Kalm."
The proffesor sighed heavily, before turning to Pharalla and Sephiroth, "Well, that's the story in a nut-shell, I hadn't intended to return just yet, but since Freyr has decided to take matters into his own hands,..." He stepped forward pulling Pharalla into a hug, "It's good to see you." It was easy to tell that the proffesor was not as physically able, his form was thin and lighter weight than it looked, Fragile...
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Posted: Fri Jun 01, 2007 8:59 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 08, 2007 2:20 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 08, 2007 3:20 pm
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