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9 yrs ago
Current I'm back from my mini-Rp hiatus! Gonna go through the reams I missed and start getting back into it :)
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9 yrs ago
I'm on a hiatus atm due to work related issues. I'll be back and running next week.
9 yrs ago
Procrastination has appeared. It's the killer. Do not die.
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9 yrs ago
Now's not the time to be dead!
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10 yrs ago
T5 is the butts.
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22 y/o Welsh gal living it up in the big city with my SO and two beautiful cats. Hobbies include gaming, creative writing, baking and dank memes. Oh and RPing too I guess.

I can't say I've been with RPG for terribly long, but I hope you enjoy what my writing style has to offer. Cheers!

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Ace's brow furrowed as her hands worked deftly on the dysfunctional generator. No matter how hard she tried to concentrate on the task at hand, her mind kept drawing back to her squad at the substation. She had formulated a dangerous and risky plan; a group of reckless, inexperienced soldiers attempting to capture a seasoned SeeD that was hellbent on causing as much chaos and bloodshed as possible. They wouldn't survive. Their deaths would be for naught, and she would have to accept that for the rest of her service.

"Goddammit..." She cursed low under her breath so that the others couldn't hear the insecurity in her voice. She had to pull it together. Her men looked up to her as a Lieutenant, and be damned, she was going to lead them to victory in this battle.

Driven by her newly found resolve, Ace returned to fine-tuning the piece of crap Dollet called a generator, praying that her high Tech grade in Garden would pull off for her now...

"S-Sir!"

"Interruptions, Fett!"

"No, wait! It's them! They made it!"

Ace's eyes widened at Fett's euphoric words, clambering quickly to her feet and leaning her head over the railing as she spotted her squad returning from the mountains, one soldier injured and propped against the shoulder of his comrade, and another supporting what appeared to be-

"They did it! By god, they actually did it!" Fett pumped his fist in the air with a boyish laugh as Ace stared on in numb shock. Her plan...worked?

Her squad of inadequate, foolish, bumbling soldiers actually captured the SeeD? And survived?

A chorus of cheers and whistles echoed through the tower as the Galbadian soldiers congratulated one another, a sense of victory sweeping through the squad as Branon and his team of soldiers marched towards the lift, their chests puffed out with pride.

"Lieutenant Fiore sir!" Branon's voice was deep and boastful as he emerged from the lift with a shit-eating grin, pushing the bound semi-conscious SeeD to the floor as he regarded his superior with a cocky glint in his eye. "The operation went as planned, sir. This bastard wasn't easy to take down, but we got 'im. We've already confiscated his weapon. Oh, and we deactivated his junction drive too. Not bad, huh?"

"And the wounded?" Ace's response was calm and focused, refusing to be swept by the tide of her squad's rising enthusiasm. She was pleased beyond words that the plan had worked, but her priorities were, and always would be, on the welfare of her men.

"Healing 'em up as we speak," Branon reported proudly. "Doc's said that the wounds are treatable. He'll be out of action for the rest of this mission, but he'll live."

"Good." Ace couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and incredulity. Could she have asked for a better result than this?

She stepped towards the beaten SeeD, cool brown eyes gauging his appearance carefully as she assessed her enemy mentally. His hair was dark grey and matted with blood; likely his or a Galbadian solder blood, but she didn't know nor care to find out. Glasses hung precariously on the bridge of his nose from the scuffle, and his blue eyes were glazed and unfocused from the pain he was obviously suffering from.

This was a SeeD? But he looked so...bookish. Asa scoffed inwardly at the observation, her hand laying over the paramagic drive on her wrist. "Scan."

Duncan Lerwick
Age: 22
Elemental Affinity: None
Occupation: SeeD Instructor


Statistical probabilities and numbers followed the man's basic information, Ace choosing to ignore it for now as she cast away the spell and chose to kneel before the so-called Instructor. Well, that would certainly explain the bookish appearance. "Hey, wake up." Ace, never being one for gentle coaxing, slapped him sharply across the cheek with the back of her leather glove, her eyes betraying a harsh glare despite the controlled manner in which she spoke. "You've been causing quite some trouble for us, haven't you?"
Phew, I've FINALLY written Leiko's Dungeon shenanigans. Not that it'll happen in a while, but still.

I've caught up on most recent posts, so I think I'm gonna wait for the timeskip before posting. Leiko really doesn't have anything of value to do right now.
Good luck Soren. Fingers crossed you get some interviews. :)
I think confuzzled is apt. Lol.

When Asa hears about this, she's gonna be hella mad. XD
SUUUUPER long post.

Anyway, I won't be on this weekend. I'll check the OOC, but no posts for me until at least Sunday. So have a good weekend guys.~
Connect a wire here, tweak a circuit there...

Ace was in her own little world as she focused on repairing the generator, a sense of calm serenity taking hold amongst the chaos of the war all around her. Of course, her senses were sharpened so that even the smallest sound would not escape her attention, but for now, it was nice just to take a moment to deal with things carefully and precisely-

"S-SIR!"

"Shit! Dammit, Fett!" Ace whirled around angrily as she shook her hand loosely, the electric shock jolting through her and causing some her hair to stand on end. "What did I say about interruptions?"

"It's...a soldier, sir!" Fett babbled in a panic, peering over the rails of the tower as a Galbadian infantryman staggered over the rocky path, blood oozing from his neck and dripping into the craggy ground as he pushed himself towards the tower. "He looks injured!"

"Dammit...you three, stay at your post," she barked at her squad of three, before quickly operating the lift to go down. "What are you waiting for, a comrade is dying out there!" She growled at the layabout guards who appeared to be more concerned in playing Triple Triad than their actual mission. They sprung to action immediately at Ace's harsh command, Geezard and Funguar cards scattering to the floor as they bolted for the door.

Ace didn't have to wait long before the injured soldier was brought into the shelter of the tower, his arms propped around the guards' shoulders as he collapsed weakly at Ace's feet. "How severe is his wound?" She asked the medic of the squad, the soldier in question applying pressure to the wound whilst concentrating on a powerful Cura spell. After a moment, the medic shook his head with a frown creasing his lips. "I'm afraid this is only a matter of time. This looks like a Bug Bite sting.The poison's been left too long in his bloodstream."

"Shit..." Ace cursed again, watching pityingly as the soldier's breaths became more shallow and uneven, his skin turning a chalky shade of white and his eyes unfocused and bleary. There was nothing she could do.

She was powerless.

"L-Lieuten-nant..." The soldier's raspy voice brought Ace immediately to attention, her eyes opening wide as she knelt down to face the dying man. "S-Substation Lapin...m-monster there...but not just..." He stopped suddenly, a violent cough racking his lungs as blood splattered from his mouth. Ace cringed but the soldier was determined to complete his message. "A man was...was c-controlling it. Man from...SeeD."

And with his dying breath, the soldier's body slumped to the ground, eyes wide and vacant as his life slipped away.

"..." Ace rose to her feet, a dark, foreboding expression on her face as the reality of the situation sank in. So, Dollet really did find those funds to recruit the famed mercenaries from Balamb. SeeD. Renowned for their eagerness to kill...as long as the price was right.

And now they were aiming straight for the substations, the source of Galbadia's firepower and mechanical weapons. That...would be a problem.

"Sir? One of her soldiers spoke up meekly, an uncomfortable silence reigning in the tower as they awaited their commands. "What should we do?"

"..." Ace pursed her lips thoughtfully, her eyes fixed on the dead man before her. "A group of six soldiers will head straight for Substation Lapin. Your mission is to engage in combat with this SeeD, and contain him. You are then to return straight here, where we will keep him as a hostage of the Galbadian Army. Understood?"

"W-What?" The group of soldiers shared a look of disbelief at their commander's orders. "Shouldn't we be eliminating him on sight?"

"If it was any old Dollet soldier, I would say yes, but this is SeeD we're talking about," Ace answered calmly. "They are a formidable force to be reckoned with...and they are not so keen on losing members so easily. He may serve as a good bargaining chip, should the need ever arise."

This was a risky plan, and she knew it. She could very well be sacrificing half of her squad on a fool's errand, but it was a gamble worth taking.

"Branon, since I will be unable to accompany them, I ask that you lead the group to the substation." She turned her head with no hint of surprise at the defiant soldier who ha followed her despite abandoning his post, his eyes flaring up with excitement at the thought of finally engaging the enemy on the battlefield. "I can tell you're itching to get off guard duty, so this is your chance to shine."

"I-I won't let you down Lieutenant!" Branon beamed like a child with a new toy, shouldering his rifle proudly as he turned to the others. "You heard Lieutenant Fiore. To the substation!"

"Yeah!"

And with a chorus of battle cries, the soldiers ran out of the tower.

"..." Ace sighed. In truth, she was desperate to lead them herself, but it was her duty to repair the tower, and that task took the utmost priority.

After propping the deceased soldier's body against the wall, Ace stepped onto the lift and returned to her post.

She could only pray that her squad would succeed.
Sho Minazuki said
Pls. We all know all the Lovers Arcanas end up falling for the Fool.We simply give it time.


Truth.

Also, I need to stop procrastinating and get my butt working in this RP. Seriously.
Yeah, I would like some confirmation as well, as Asa's tower is heavily guarded as mentioned in my post, so Syrus would not be able to just walk in. You mention it's completely abandoned and left completely open to attack, which doesn't really add up to what I wrote. So unless I'm misreading it, and Syrus is attacking somewhere else...it doesn't make a whole lot of sense.
That reminds me, I need to PM Savo my Shadow stuff. :S
vancexentan said
The best idea for a club would be a drama club or a LARP (live action roleplaying) sort of club that would allow us to use these things in pretense of us using them to do our clubs own thing.


I already put in my CS about Leiko's spear starting out as a Drama Club prop. So I got that covered.
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