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 Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2005 1:45 pm
Zeta stood, having recovered from the stress of the past few hours. He was certain his hair had grayed a bit since they got to this planet. He approached Copy and saluted tiredly. "I'm going to scavenge for medical supplies and assess casualties, Cap'n. I also suggest you release Meat from sentry duty, he's looking a little less... capable now." He smiled from underneath his helmet and left.
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2005 2:17 pm
"Fine." he pointed to Iota."you take his place. keep an eye peeled for CIS units."
he looked back up at the sky and tapped his foot.
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2005 3:58 pm
Psi got up and moved inwards more,looking for a decent place to take a nap.He looked up at wreckage where some beams where displaced from the frame of the ship.He climbed up,finding it to be a decent place to lay down he put and arm around his rifle and closed his eyes and started to count Cryoban grenades in his head.
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2005 4:54 pm
Zeta didn't have an easy time finding supplies or living clones. The few who were living had long been exposed to the atmosphere and were impossible to save. He emptied his sedatives into them, allowing them peace as they fell into eternal rest.
Alone among scrap and corpses, Zeta couldn't help feeling utterly alone. He didn't allow it to affect him consciously, but the feeling ate away at him like the poisonous air.
He at last found a medic whose supplies were mostly intact, though the same could not be said for his legs or skull. He procured some bacta and vitally needed bandages and painkillers. He grabbed some splints while he was at it, then moved on.
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2005 6:00 pm
After this time had passed there were many Supers on the floor. Gamma was trying to fix his comlink, but was having a hard time due to his lack of tech skills.
"I'm....(urgh)...not supposed...(sigh)..to fix things! I'm good at killing....(GRAAH!!)...DROIDS!" And finnally, the comlink caught life.
"Yes! Okay...nowww...who to call...AH! I know!"
He hesitated a moment, thinking to be a hero, but thought it impossible.
"Gamma 204 to Cap'n! Cap'n, do you copy?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2005 6:01 pm
Zeta intercepted the message passively, but cued his own comm. "Shakes, that you? You alright?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2005 6:09 pm
"Roger that Gamma. whats your status?" Copy replied. He looked out across the junkscape and tried to locate the soldier visually but had no luck.
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2005 6:10 pm
(Shakes?)
"Fortunately. My armor kept me alive, but I found the site surrounded by Supers. I of course took 'em all out, but now I need your location to regroup."
He checked around the super's "corpses".
"Another thing. One of the supers was a mark II grapple droid. He possesed a type of wierd grenade. Nothin' I've ever seen."
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2005 6:15 pm
Copy nodded and thought for a few moments."grab a piece and bring it back for Intell. home in on my signal. On the Bounce trooper. we're thumbin for a ride home."
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2005 6:17 pm
"I'm fairly close to your position, Shakes. I'll take you back." Zeta wondered how much he'd recovered from being in shock, and exactly what he'd had to deal with when he awoke.
He began running towards the crash site, maneuvering through scrap nimbly and dashing across more open areas. He finally arrived at Gamma's position and surveyed the scene.
Nodding in a bit of acknowledgement of Gamma's work, he approached him and placed a hand on his shoulder. "You ok?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2005 6:30 pm
"I'm fine as long as I have work to be done. Thanks for coming."
He picked up the object and showed it to Zeta.
"Can you make anything of this?"
It was a spherical object, looking as it has roots fused to it, dirty, felt soft, and almost felt as it had something pulsing inside.
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2005 6:54 pm
Zeta shook his head. "I don't believe so. Show it to one of the techs when we get back, I'm sure they'd have a better idea than me." He lead Gamma safely back to the freighter and decided to stay there himself.
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Posted: Wed Nov 30, 2005 4:36 pm
In the battles they ahd had Tau's visor had been damaged. He couldn't take it off to fix it so he ahd been forced to find his way almost blind. In doing so Tau had become lost, and by the time he had finally started to figure out which direction was the right one he heard metal grinding. Tau immediatly assumed the CIS was rather near and dove into some trash. A group walked by nearly stepping on him. For the time he was safe.
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Posted: Wed Nov 30, 2005 6:55 pm
Iota kept at her scanner, running various detection scans and every so often, looking up to see outside, just to make sure nothing was there. After a good while of seeing nothing, she kept the scanners going on timed intervals while starting a game of Hang Duros on her mobile console. " P, blank, D, R, blank, C, blank, R... Easy, Pod Racer! "
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Darkened Angel Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Nov 30, 2005 7:15 pm
((wouldn't it be P_D R_C_R? you're missing the first R...))
Theta had lost track of time being asleep, but his mind woke back up again. Though grateful, he only had a short nap, survival instincts kicking extra adrenaline back in.
He shuffled out of the derelict, staring up at the sky, as if to make sure no transport was there, waiting to leave him behind. He headed out, nodding to the sentries on guard, and went out to the junkpiles, in hopes of finding something to do. Perhaps he would be able to do something for the good doctor as well... maybe...
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