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 Posted: Mon Feb 23, 2009 6:00 pm
After about 10 minutes of digging, Deamon pulled out the case, opening a rift that was beside the M and Z corps leader's desk, then another one to the medical area "Take the wounded through, im going to give our information back..."
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Posted: Mon Feb 23, 2009 6:16 pm
She couldn't really pinpoint it yet, so it was safe to do so in the main lobby. Kioshi paced herself over to the corp leaders office, and gave her report, spotting Deamon already there. Well, even though she wasn't as good at making rifts as he was, she wasn't lazy.
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Posted: Mon Feb 23, 2009 6:18 pm
Deamon smiled under his helmet at her "Come in Kioshi... what i have to discuss can wait..." he murmured, sitting down in a chair, and placing his weapons on a rack that was labeled : Deamon's weapons, DON'T TOUCH.
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Posted: Mon Feb 23, 2009 6:25 pm
She made a light nod, and walked in. She had respect, so she didn't take a seat. Another one of her anti-laziness things.
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Posted: Mon Feb 23, 2009 6:28 pm
After a while, Deamon brought the case up, and started to crack the code "Damn it...i really wish they hadn't lost the code..." "Its fine my freind..Don't worry about it....just keep trying..." a tall, man in a dark suit murmured, turning to Kioshi he murmured "Yes?"
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Posted: Mon Feb 23, 2009 6:42 pm
Kiosh made in her report on what had happened. About the outpost being destroyed by a size shifter they had thrown at them, along with the casalties.
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Posted: Mon Feb 23, 2009 7:33 pm
The man noded "Then yo--" he was cut off by Deamon's chair hitting the floor, with Deamon in it, and the box flying onto his desk "Damn it! thats the second time we've rigged those damned boxes and forgotten about it!"
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Posted: Mon Feb 23, 2009 7:44 pm
...Hence the "don't touch" warning.
She threw a glance at Deamon, before looking back at the leader. "If you may continue, please." She said, paitently awaitng him to continue.
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Posted: Mon Feb 23, 2009 8:06 pm
"Well...as i was saying, why dont you fill out a casualty form, or leave that to me and go spar with Deamon..." the man murmured, turning his attention to Deamon again, he saw him tampering with the second lock "No dont do---" again, Deamon was blown from his chair "Damn...i really gotta learn..."
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Posted: Mon Feb 23, 2009 8:33 pm
It didn't take a geinous to find out that Deamon was good at disarming traps... Let alone spotting them.
"Understood." Kioshi answered, making a salute, before leaving. Before she did so, however, she touched the box by the lid for a few seconds, sensing the structure of it.. "It's the forth and sixth lock." She answered. "All the others set it off."
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Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 5:58 am
Deamon mumbled something "Damn...and i always go for seven and eight...those are my lucky numbers..."sitting up, and grabbing his weapons, he went down to the sparring room.
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Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 4:03 pm
Kioshi filled out the casalty form and handed it over to the leader, then entered the sparring room. There, she practiced pin-pointing her rifts.
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Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 4:05 pm
Deamon mumured "Want to do a one on one match?" he cracked his knuckles, which was audible through the armor plating, even thought it was supposed to stop any noise from getting out unless it was from his helmet.
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Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 4:27 pm
Kioshi stared at him for a few seconds, before she placed her hand underneath her chin, revealing her pearly whites as her lips parted, almost as if she was smirking. Her eyelids seemed a bit lower than normal. "I suppose... If you can handle it." She replied.
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Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 5:23 pm
"Aight...battle music or no? i want this to be a good one..." Deamon murmured, turning after hearing banging on the windows he saw the marines lined up, all placing bets on both of them "Looks like this is gonna be fun..." he thought "All weapons or only melee and powers?"
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