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 Posted: Thu May 30, 2013 1:11 pm
"Yes," Sam repeated into the phone, "that's exactly what I said. And then he did the entire 'Oh, clearly I am too important for you' sort of talk and, hang on a second-"
Sometimes, when one was really, really desperate for mission buddies or just looking for the first victim in one's line of sight, one would have to do their research correctly. Fact one: going to the cafeteria to recruit mission buddies usually resulted in a bunch of fresh blooded trainee newbies who barely understood what a weapon was, much less to hold it. If watching people flail around while nearly impaling themselves was something entertaining, then the cafeteria was pretty much ripe for the picking. Fact two: going to the training fields to recruit mission buddies usually resulted in a tonne of that variant of Sun Hunters and their nakama buddies. Unless miniskirt Mondays for guys was a thing, it was usually not recommended. Fact three: stalking the dorms for mission buddies meant that you could use which floor. You know, the experienced ones usually on the top floor. Easy, painless and-
-"You, you and oh, you." She pointed to the first three people at random she saw. "Saddle up, we're going on a fun mission. I'd like to say you can just say no to me because we're supposedly equal, but my orders do come from my higher ups. If you really feel like you still need some man time you're free to discuss it with my division superior, I'll just point you your merry way. You know how forgiving he is." Sam smirked.
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Posted: Thu May 30, 2013 1:31 pm
Apparently they'd picked precisely the wrong time to exit the room. Jordan gave Sam a flat look. "Yeah, I'm not suicidal," he replied, and turned around to grab his mission pack from where it sat just inside the room next to the door. "Do we at least get to know where we're going?"
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Posted: Thu May 30, 2013 1:40 pm
"So long as we're getting paid," Harrison said, pocketing his hairnet.
And it had to be a hell of a lot more interesting than cafeteria duty.
"Can you throw me my jacket?"
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Posted: Thu May 30, 2013 1:46 pm
Rep hadn't even gotten out of the damn room when they got nabbed. He turned on his heel and set the laptop down safely - looked like he wouldn't be going to the labs right now. And beelined across the room to retrieve Harrison's coat, along with his own battle harness, handing it over and sorting himself out as he eyed Sam with disdain. She had a ******** attitude problem, but he wasn't about to have to go wrangle Cael at all.
"Fine. Shoot."
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Posted: Wed Jun 19, 2013 9:38 pm
"Relax," Sam's smile grew a little wider at the mixed reactions, "it's an easy job. Collecting stuff, like taxes. I would go on my own, but I'm just a helpless woman. It's much nicer having some nice strong men protecting me."
She shrugged. "Plus your reputation precedes you, hey, if you survived this long, you have to be good for something right?"
The Death Hunter continued to talk even as they made steady pace down the hallways, Sam always one quick step ahead. "So basically I've got a few leads. You know how the Human World - that's what Halloween calls it anyway - that's our world, doesn't really have as many, well live incidents as it used to, not post Horsemen. There's things in an out, but most of the incidents these days are not from actual creatures but artifacts. Items infused with Fear that have been there for quite a while and really have no reason to belong in our world. You've heard of stuff like that." They were well past the training fields now, down the path towards the lighthouse, Sam raising her voice slightly against the wind and churn of the pebbled pathway. "Cursed items. Items of power. Amulets. Philosopher's stone, holy grail, all that sort of charm Anyway, their myths usually extend outwards for a reason, because they exist. It's beneficial for us to remove it and well, there's some research involved too. Anyway, a couple of my old connections found something recently. It was pretty dormant, but I don't know what happened, but long story short, it's resonating in our world and causing a lot of issues. If we neutralize it, take it back to home base, I think the problem will solve itself."
Finally, they made it to the Lighthouse portal, with not a moment to spare. There were some of the usual things at the portal, from emergency flares to headsets to a variety of small scanners. "Well, gear up. Let's get going."
She put on her headset first and then stepped into the portal. OOC YOU ARE NOW HERE. Thanks guys for waiting while we set up ;; <33
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Posted: Thu Jun 20, 2013 10:34 am
Sam got an even flatter look at the helpless woman comment. She might be able to get Rep with that one, but Jordan didn't believe it for a second.
He listened to the explanation as they headed for the portal. At least she was more inclined to explain things than her division lead, he reflected. He picked up a headset and scanner at the portal and headed through.
[exit]
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