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@Crossfire
"I have two questions," Taleste responded. "Whun: Will we get downtime to mingle an' fraternise with the locals, an' two: Do we get to keep any spoils? I'm nut talking about stealing, well, nut jes' stealing. Gambling too. Or will this just be 'get in, kill some people, stock up on supplies, make friends and get out'?"
Taleste moved away from the table to fix herself some breakfast of a protein-rich broth of genetically modified algae, and the strongest, sludgiest coffee she could make, and sat back down at the table. Only now did she look like she'd listen to any answers to her questions.
"I have two questions," Taleste responded. "Whun: Will we get downtime to mingle an' fraternise with the locals, an' two: Do we get to keep any spoils? I'm nut talking about stealing, well, nut jes' stealing. Gambling too. Or will this just be 'get in, kill some people, stock up on supplies, make friends and get out'?"
Taleste moved away from the table to fix herself some breakfast of a protein-rich broth of genetically modified algae, and the strongest, sludgiest coffee she could make, and sat back down at the table. Only now did she look like she'd listen to any answers to her questions.
Heidi was finding it strange that there was another mission so quickly after the other one. Just when she was about to comment on this, her sensitive hearing picked up a faint explosion coming from the grounds. She quickly glanced at Charles, who must have noticed it too, and thought the words 'I'm going to go and check that out. It could be Rose Mary.'
At least getting there will give her a chance to test out her suit prototype. As she left the room, she switched it on and started running. After the exoskeleton kicked in, she actually had to slow down in case there was somebody in the halls. She was running at least 13 miles an hour! It was working! Her speed was increased. It stood to reason that her strength and durability would be enhanced with this too.
As soon as she was out of the mansion, Heidi sprinted to where she had heard the explosion, and quickly surveyed the ground. there were scorch marks. And blood. From the pattern, a small animal had died. The picture of what happened was becoming clear to Heidi. Oh, poor Rose...
She found faint tracks, and followed them, running at full pelt. Heidi was already quite fit and athletic and the exoskeleton was increasing her efficiency even more. She eventually reached the scene of Rose, standing in the middle of the road, with a wrecked Tractor Trailer strewn around her.
"Rose!" Heidi shouted to her, before placing her gauntlet-clad hand on the girl's shoulder. "We have to go back to the mansion! There's a mission....Are you okay?"
At least getting there will give her a chance to test out her suit prototype. As she left the room, she switched it on and started running. After the exoskeleton kicked in, she actually had to slow down in case there was somebody in the halls. She was running at least 13 miles an hour! It was working! Her speed was increased. It stood to reason that her strength and durability would be enhanced with this too.
As soon as she was out of the mansion, Heidi sprinted to where she had heard the explosion, and quickly surveyed the ground. there were scorch marks. And blood. From the pattern, a small animal had died. The picture of what happened was becoming clear to Heidi. Oh, poor Rose...
She found faint tracks, and followed them, running at full pelt. Heidi was already quite fit and athletic and the exoskeleton was increasing her efficiency even more. She eventually reached the scene of Rose, standing in the middle of the road, with a wrecked Tractor Trailer strewn around her.
"Rose!" Heidi shouted to her, before placing her gauntlet-clad hand on the girl's shoulder. "We have to go back to the mansion! There's a mission....Are you okay?"
@Burning Kitty
Sorry. I read the post wrong, and I think I'm not the only one. I'll make that post now.
Sorry. I read the post wrong, and I think I'm not the only one. I'll make that post now.
Pyro, just skip Heidi for a turn. I can't think of anything to say.
I don't have any questions before the briefing. Help
If anybody wonder's why I'm not posting, I'm just waiting for a good chance for Dalry the cargo unloader to do something important
@ZeusTheMoose
Oscar turned when he heard his name being called. It was Sexton, in much better condition this week, probably due to having matches and promos to do now. There was nothing wrong with drinking on your time off. Oscar was a bit of a beer fan himself. He didn't even judge anyone for drug usage even though he'd never done that himself, but from when the came into the venue, to when they left, they ought to be clean, and professional at all times.
Despite this, Oscar had a lot of respect for the fellow veteran. He was no slouch in the ring, and he might even surpass Oscar in the ability to cut a promo, work the crowd and make stars out of his opponents. 'Might' was the key word there. Oscar didn't like to stroke his own ego but knowing what you're great at is just as important as knowing what you're bad at in his opinion.
"That's not my finisher," he answered back, "though...I might start using it more. The knee drop fake-out's lost its heel heat. I would enjoy a match with you, though, when your program ends. Think of the promos! See you around, Sexton!"
Oscar continued walking to nowhere in particular. It's as if he was patrolling the backstage area like a sheriff, making sure the superstars were all in line.
Oscar turned when he heard his name being called. It was Sexton, in much better condition this week, probably due to having matches and promos to do now. There was nothing wrong with drinking on your time off. Oscar was a bit of a beer fan himself. He didn't even judge anyone for drug usage even though he'd never done that himself, but from when the came into the venue, to when they left, they ought to be clean, and professional at all times.
Despite this, Oscar had a lot of respect for the fellow veteran. He was no slouch in the ring, and he might even surpass Oscar in the ability to cut a promo, work the crowd and make stars out of his opponents. 'Might' was the key word there. Oscar didn't like to stroke his own ego but knowing what you're great at is just as important as knowing what you're bad at in his opinion.
"That's not my finisher," he answered back, "though...I might start using it more. The knee drop fake-out's lost its heel heat. I would enjoy a match with you, though, when your program ends. Think of the promos! See you around, Sexton!"
Oscar continued walking to nowhere in particular. It's as if he was patrolling the backstage area like a sheriff, making sure the superstars were all in line.
I made a comparatively short post, just to bring the level down from the previous 4 massive posts.
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