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| Card Hero | Dec 3 2007, 09:21 PM Post #46 |
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"there's a tree over there with exactly fifty four leaves on it. also, at the base are three spiders, and a moth." he was completely right. "this visor is designed to withstand everything. you can't take it out. i'd go before it does. regardless, i showed you my act of peace by giving you all the ways i could escape right now. plus the communicator is in my visor, and it's firmly attached to my skull. now... continue on the road to the base. i won't look." |
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| Twilight Sage | Dec 3 2007, 09:22 PM Post #47 |
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Axel wlaked through the somewhat endless halls until he heard the shouting in the breifing room. He wlaked in and sat in his seat. He yawned for a quick second. "What did I miss?" |
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| mossad | Dec 3 2007, 09:23 PM Post #48 |
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"Right... well, maybe I won't now. I don't like show-off's." |
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| SMBEffect | Dec 3 2007, 09:24 PM Post #49 |
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Iquis: "Everyone relax. We are not here to track your base, but simply talk to your leaders. Please continue on." Iquis calmed himself, despite a short temper. |
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| Wolf | Dec 3 2007, 09:25 PM Post #50 |
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Alright then, you do as we say the entire trip or we'll leave you in the neighboring deserts. Understand? |
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Dec 3 2007, 09:28 PM Post #51 |
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Rafar still hid under the tower. He examined his two antique pistols, which he always kept hidden in his robe. "...When is this attack going to occur? I grow thirsty for vengance." Skye and Max were arguing still, in indistinguishable whispers. Rafar could tell by their body language they were flirting though. "Must all young people be whores?" Rafar thought with disgust. |
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To be, or not to be: that is the question. To die, to sleep; no more; and by a sleep to say we end. To die, to sleep; To sleep, perchance to dream. Ay, there's the rub. For in that sleep of death what dreams may come when we have shuffled off this mortal coil must give us pause. That makes calamity of so long life, for who would bear the whips and scorns of time when he himself might his quietus make with a bare bodkin? Who would fardels bear, to grunt and sweat under a weary life, but that the dread of something after death, the undiscover'd country from whose bourn no traveller returns, puzzles the will and makes us rather bear those ills we have than fly to others that we know not of? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all... | |
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| Wolf | Dec 3 2007, 09:32 PM Post #52 |
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I'll take that as a yes. *The group began walking towards the region of the Rebellion* |
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| mossad | Dec 3 2007, 09:46 PM Post #53 |
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"Sooo... what are you going to talk to the leader about?" |
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| Malceure | Dec 4 2007, 05:01 AM Post #54 |
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Satori laughed, seeing Rafar watching the two. He was heading from the interrogation site, his urge to see a mangled body allieviated. Satori: "I see you are watching the children again, old man." He had a small, japanese paper fan in his hand, which he enjoyed placing over his face for no adequantely explained reason. |
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Dec 4 2007, 05:06 AM Post #55 |
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Rafar nodded in acknowledgement. "Is this aristocrat battling with us? It's not their style to be on the front lines. They usually cower behind tactician tables." Rafar thought. Max and Skye jumped to their feet and stood in attention saluting Satori. |
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To be, or not to be: that is the question. To die, to sleep; no more; and by a sleep to say we end. To die, to sleep; To sleep, perchance to dream. Ay, there's the rub. For in that sleep of death what dreams may come when we have shuffled off this mortal coil must give us pause. That makes calamity of so long life, for who would bear the whips and scorns of time when he himself might his quietus make with a bare bodkin? Who would fardels bear, to grunt and sweat under a weary life, but that the dread of something after death, the undiscover'd country from whose bourn no traveller returns, puzzles the will and makes us rather bear those ills we have than fly to others that we know not of? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all... | |
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| Malceure | Dec 4 2007, 05:14 AM Post #56 |
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Satori, in the desire to have a little fun, desided to play the aristocratic card. His voice became very dramatic, toying with those around him with over expression. Satori: "Oh me! Oh my! I regret allowing you to see me this way after an interrogation." He ran his fingers through his hair, and continued to play the role. He knew very well the ignorance of the others with his interrogation styles, everyone believing that he was the kindhearted, pretty boy of the Corrupted. "I am lacking my... elegance, my beauty. Please accept my apology, as I have failed to keep the standard you expect of me." |
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Dec 4 2007, 05:18 AM Post #57 |
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Max and Skye fell under his spell. "Oh sir, you look wonderful. It's really ok." Skye said. "Yeah, I bet Skye would be all over here if the old man didn't act as a universal killjoy!" Max added. He was quickly slapped by Skye. Rafar merely turned aside. |
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To be, or not to be: that is the question. To die, to sleep; no more; and by a sleep to say we end. To die, to sleep; To sleep, perchance to dream. Ay, there's the rub. For in that sleep of death what dreams may come when we have shuffled off this mortal coil must give us pause. That makes calamity of so long life, for who would bear the whips and scorns of time when he himself might his quietus make with a bare bodkin? Who would fardels bear, to grunt and sweat under a weary life, but that the dread of something after death, the undiscover'd country from whose bourn no traveller returns, puzzles the will and makes us rather bear those ills we have than fly to others that we know not of? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all... | |
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| Malceure | Dec 4 2007, 05:25 AM Post #58 |
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Satori: "I do thank you for your kind words. I can only hope that I may be blessed with such great optimism." Gracefully strolling over to Rafar, he turned again with a soft smile, closing his fan in a very interesting pose. "Perhaps I may have a word or two with this gentleman?" |
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Dec 4 2007, 05:29 AM Post #59 |
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Max ran up to Rafar and Satori. "Of course you can!" He turned to Rafar. "Wizard! Talk!" Rafar whispered something in Max's ear, which caused him to withdraw to where Skye was. "...what do you wish to discuss, sir?" Rafar said at an extremely hushed tone, barely above a whisper. |
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To be, or not to be: that is the question. To die, to sleep; no more; and by a sleep to say we end. To die, to sleep; To sleep, perchance to dream. Ay, there's the rub. For in that sleep of death what dreams may come when we have shuffled off this mortal coil must give us pause. That makes calamity of so long life, for who would bear the whips and scorns of time when he himself might his quietus make with a bare bodkin? Who would fardels bear, to grunt and sweat under a weary life, but that the dread of something after death, the undiscover'd country from whose bourn no traveller returns, puzzles the will and makes us rather bear those ills we have than fly to others that we know not of? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all... | |
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| Malceure | Dec 4 2007, 05:32 AM Post #60 |
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Satori waved at the two, and then focused onto Rafar, his smile never faltering. Satori: "I happen to have a few weeks off minimal duty and no expected interrogations. I was hoping you would accompany me on a trip." Satori looked up to the sky. "My parents will not let me go outside of the base without someone older to accompany me. I have heard you are quite exceptional in your fire techniques. Care to take the job?" |
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