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Posteded! If there's anything wrong with my post, I am more than willing to adjust it. <3
Out to sea, it was a calm, quiet day for the sea-life near the surface of the ocean. Shrimp and fish were swimming about, a flock of migrating birds passing by. A sperm whale climbed from the depths, surfacing for air and blowing a fount of water particles skyward. Just as he was about to dive back down, the sound of whirring engines could be heard. A flying feline-featured Thunderbolt tore the quiet asunder, dashing by the sperm whale as he dove back down into the sea. Kat flicked her wing flaps back and forth very slightly, in a playful manner. She loved to fly. It was so exhilarating to watch the ground below zoom by, seeing everything below in a faction of a second up close. The flipside is combat in her Thunderbolt, Twilight. It was intense and almost nerve-breaking to rake enemy convoys with a rotary primary and Rockeye clusters, never knowing if they would turn their small arms on you, or even if they had anti-air weaponry. But Twilight had taken hits before, and the girl kept Kat alive. Coming into Thunderbolt Black airspace, and straightened out before reporting her presence. But before she got a word in, her radio crackled to life with a report of the island under attack. She listened intently, her feline ears twitching behind her slightly altered headset. "Looks like I'm not gonna get a hot shower for awhile." She muttered to herself, before flicking her comm on "This is Kat in the Thunderbolt II, Twilight, entering Thunderbolt Black airspace from the north. I read you, Heartbreak. I am outfitted for air-to-ground. Requesting permission to flank from the north. They won't expect an aircraft from this way and my Rockeyes can deal some punishment to those hovercraft."
I'll be in group B. Kat's on her way and hears possible ground enemies are in-bound, and seeing as her plane's built just to counter that, responds. But right now, I need sleep. So my post'll be arriving in about twelve to fifteen hours.
Story's heating up!
Happy anniversary!! And while it may have taken a year to get through the first mission, I will rip a page from Matrix's book. Seriously. A RP that's a year old? How many of those are around? By the by, I've been tossing the idea around in my head to reboot an RP I was in on the backup RPG site. It was a "Magical Girl" RP set in the time just before WW2, but I believe I can change a few detail around to make it less anime-esque. What I really enjoyed about it was the underlying story plot points regarding how the girls got their magical abilities, and a fun twist about Atlantis and Valkyries.
The tiger quickly flipped his comm on, answering "We ran into trouble, but we'll advance as soon as we figure out how to handle some prisoners we captured." Nathanial nodded at Mike at his question, hefting his weapon "Yeah, when we move out you take point, but we've got to take care of these prisoners first. Can't just leave them here unrestrai-" He cut off and whirled around, along with Naida, when they both heard footsteps behind them. Nathanial was about to open fire, when he noted the IFF tags on the soldier who rounded the corner. The tiger lowered his rifle and motioned for Naida to do the same before walking up to the soldier, noting others behind her "You have great timing. How many of you are there? We've got prisoners that need securing and extraction. We'll be taking one of them with us as a guide, it'd be nice to have some extra guns to help with freeing the hostages." ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
In the secluded infirmary room, Edward shifted uncomfortably to the quiet, almost disappointed tone the Doctor took when asking him that question. The fox was standing beside Esailia's bed, and he glanced down at her to look at her unconscious form before answering. "We don't know how long she's had it, but the first time I can remember her coughing up blood was during training about about six months ago. It had only been a week in, and she had been running us ragged. But during one of the longer jogs, she collapsed and started coughing hard. Nathan, Naid, and I were all there demanding we get her to the Doctor, but she yelled at us. Told us not to breathe a word about it. She went on to explain she just had inflamed lungs from being in a burning building too long in the past. She recovered, and finished the job without any more coughing. Since then, we just kept it to ourselves...If we had known it was anything more than that, I promise you we would have said something. We all care about our captain. The last thing we want is for her to die because we kept our mouths shut..." Edward backed up and collapsed into a chair behind him, holding his head in his hands... A short time later, Esailia would regain consciousness, and follow Aidan's suggestion of coughing up anything she felt was in her throat before slumping back to lay on the bed. She slowly moved her head to look around, catching sight of a worried Edward at her bedside. She lifting her free hand and held it there, saying with a small smile "I'm still alive." Edward laughed in relief and grabbed the raised hand, slowly lowering it back down "Yes, ma'am, you are." The feline captain then turned her head to look at Aidan, her smile quickly vanishing "Doctor...I know I'm to be discharged by Blade any minute for hiding my condition, but do not l-" She was cut off by Edward squeezing her hand and quickly inserting "He hasn't reported you to anyone, Ma'am! I've been with him the whole time, he faked you getting shot and being knocked out. He shot your vest- while it was off!- and punched your chest to cause a bruise." Esailia listened, then chuckled, which caused her to cough weakly "That's why my gut hurts..." She nodded and turned her eyes back to the Doctor "Thank you..."
*Sips coffee, pops neck, and cracks down on post crunching* Going to post in two segments. Going to push the squad post out, then edit the same post to add the scene in the infirmary. I feel this will allow Silver to get his post out while I converse with Machine about a few more things. Also, I edited my post's first paragraph to add a response to your infantry, Silver. That way it didn't feel shoehorned in my new post. <3
YAYYYYY!!! coding works again! Also, since now your browser loads up the info instead of the server, the hiders are a huge boon. ^_^
Alright. I'll get a post up between 12 to 15 hours hopefully. Apologies I couldn't get it up in the last 12 hours. I haven't been stationary long enough to form any sort of solid post structure, and now I need to sleep >.<
I was actually thinking about posting again. Since both are separate from your main posting, Silver, would it be alright? I'd bring the squad up some more as not to leave Hopeless....helplessly unable to post and in limbo. As for Esailia, it'd let Machine and myself work out some things and lay it out in a reasonable manner. XD
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