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10/20/2015 4:49:47 AM
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He steps out with his arm around her, looking around.
"Holy shit, this place is big."
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[b]She looks around[/b] [i]"Yeah, it is..."[/i] [b]Her voice trails off[/b]
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[spoiler]CSJ's post?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Nah I'd rather not, make it to complicated, unless CSJ is the one running the whole story arc[/spoiler] [b]She continues under his embrace, looking around in awe[/b]
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[spoiler]...valid point[/spoiler] A man in a green general's uniform walks up to them. "You must be here for the ad then?" "Yes, we are." "Please, follow me." The general walks off. Dean looks down at her and shrugs. He starts walking behind the general.
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[b]She seems confused as well, but complies none the less, and follows[/b]
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He leads them towards the barracks. Dean speaks quietly to her. "You wanna share a room with me?" He grins at her.
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[b]She thinks for a bit[/b] [spoiler]-blam!- I don't know what to do[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Lol[/spoiler] [spoiler]I'm about to go to bed, you can make your decision tomorrow morning if need be[/spoiler] The general stops at a pair of rooms. Dean stops next to the general. "Pick one or share, it's up to you two." The general walks off. Dean looks down at her again. "Well?"
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[i]"Share...?"[/i]
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He smiles and leads her into one of the rooms. The room is relatively large. There's one bed, a pretty large size. A dresser with a mirror behind it and a bathroom off to the side. Dean sets his duffel bag on the ground in front of the dresser.
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[b]She steps in after him, walking over and jumping onto the bed[/b] [i]"So soft..."[/i]
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He gets into the bed next to her. "Yeah it is..." His voice trails off.
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[b]She waits a bit[/b] [i]"Well, now what? Since where here and all"[/i]
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He chuckles a bit. "I see two options." He raises two fingers. "We either sleep here right now." He puts down one finger. "Or...."
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[b]She sighs[/b] [i]"We already did last night Don't push it"[/i]
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"Fair enough." He kicks off his shoes and closes his eyes.
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[b]She sighs again, sitting upright as she stands again Pulling up a map, she marks the location of the Bridge on her data lad, and sets off to find it[/b]
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She eventually finds the bridge. The general stands there, looking out into the deep, dark depths of space.
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[b]She clears her throat[/b] [i]"Um, Commander? What do we do now, that were here?"[/i]
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He turns, slowly at first but makes a full turn after a bit. "I'm going to give you newbies a day to meet each other, get your beatings, that sort of thing. Then, I'm going to drop you guys off on the asteroid and you'll get orders from there."
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[b]She tries not to do anything of it[/b] [i]"Well, what if I don't know how to fight? My friend decided to drag me along"[/i]
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"There's a training room towards the center of the ship. Jenkins! Come here!" A soldier walks up to you two. "Yessir?" "Take her to the training room." The soldier nods and waits for her to follow him.
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[b]She motions for him to lead the way, and follows him to the training room[/b]
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[spoiler]Sorry about the wait. My phone crashed and wouldn't turn back on, maybe Jesus wanted me to go to bed....[/spoiler] He leads her to a training room. "State of the art technology. Punch a boxing bag and it'll react how an enemy would, minus the retaliation punch. Lift a weight, and the weight will progesively get heavier. Do a situp, the machine will help you perfect your form." He turns around, walking backwards now. "This isn't even all of it."
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[b]She looks around the area, wondering where to start[/b]
