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 Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2005 1:40 pm
Right right, I'm sure you'll teach them quite a lesson. *Mell calls out dryly from behind the bar* Just as you did those chairs.
*She pops back up with a bottle and two glasses and starts pouring*
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2005 1:44 pm
::Sato jumped up::
******** wiseass. What would YOU do?
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2005 1:50 pm
*Mell chuckles* Excercise a little self-restraint, perhaps. Or more likely, had the sense not to get caught out at whatever trouble I was up to in the first place. *She lifts her glass to her lips and slides the second toward Sato*
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2005 1:57 pm
::Sato pops off her helmet and throws back the drink. She looks at the glass for a moment and then flings it in the air, sidearm, reaching down and sliding her blaster out simultaneously from its holster. She nails the glass dead on with a blaster bolt, and the force pulverizes it into glass dust, which slowly sifts down to the floor::
There. There's my ******** restraint. And as for getting caught, they send you in a mission to break through enemy lines, then ground you for killing too many of them? ******** come on!
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2005 2:05 pm
Good aim, *Mell comments, eyeing the blaster with interest*
Well darling, if you're going to subscribe to an authority, they usually like you to play by their rules, idiotic though they might be.
What manner of weapon is that, anyways? *she asks, suddenly all charm* May I see it?
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2005 2:09 pm
::Sato glowers at Melliandra::
You can see the barrel end of it if you like. Other than that, no. A soldier is never without his weapon on duty. And I am never without my weapon EVER.
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2005 2:13 pm
*Mell makes a face at her* So prickly. *she sips from her drink again* Are you any good without it?
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2005 2:17 pm
::Sato slides the catch back over the holster::
Really can't say for sure how good I am without it. Haven't had the opportunity to find out in a combat situation. Don't intend to, either. But I can say this. I'm not as good without it as I am with it.
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2005 2:23 pm
*Mell rubs her chin thoughtfully* Remind me, just how far in the future are you coming from?
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2005 2:33 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2005 2:34 pm
*Mell purses her lips briefly* Now . . . just what would it take to repeal that grounding order on you, do you think, dear?
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2005 2:38 pm
:Sato chuckles::
It would take brass pulling their collective heads out of their asses. That's what it would take. Or me waiting a month. My team... out there without me for a month of missionwork. Tiger and panther'll be dead inside a ******** week.
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2005 2:40 pm
Hmmmmmm . . . and what if you had some assistance in the matter? *Mell grins, her eyes narrowing* If it's only a matter of convincing your superiors ...
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2005 2:48 pm
::Sato furrows her brows::
What the hell are you talking about, woman? How do you intend to talk to them, anyway?
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2005 2:50 pm
*Mell's grin widens* Why darling, didn't you know? You can take people back to your own time from here.
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