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12/23/2015 1:17:08 AM
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[b]Hunter sits next to her, crossing his legs[/b]
Hunter: "What's your story?"
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[i]She again shakes her head as if trying to remember something [/i] " I was coming back..from a job... I think ... I had a team but if they aren't here then they can't have made it
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Edited by JayTea: 12/23/2015 6:28:29 AMJT: "so I take it you ain't November"
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[i] She shakes her head, then shrugs[/i] " It doesn't ring a bell but since I don't remember my own name I can't say."
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JT: "and what job were you on?"
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Edited by ChaiseShadows: 12/23/2015 1:13:02 PM"An assassination I assume since that is all I can remember, A senior commander of a pirate colony, I think. We got in ok but something went wrong, on extraction, we lost Communication with Alpha, following protocol and left him behind .I remember Beta claiming we'd been hit and to get to the pods, Charlie, our medic she made sure I was linked up to the pod,thats the last thing I remember. "
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Hunter: "Ex military huh? Liking this one already JT" JT: "Yeah, well, we either have to leave her or recruit her into the FN"
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[i] She starts to survey her surroundings, taking in what she see's.[/i] " I'm a finisher"[[i] she says in reply to their query[/i], " Alpha was unit command, Beta pilot and extraction,Charlie medic, Delta....." [i]her voice breaks slightly[/i] "Delta was scout and point man,... and my twin, And Echo,me, Finisher, my job to ensure the target was exterminated or compromised, what ever the mission entailed. But I'm not much use on my own, I have a very particular skill set."
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Hunter: "A very particular set of skills that includes assassinations? God damn, you just get better and better" JT: "Hunter here is ex military, general with hundreds of medals, and his job was assassin for the most part of his career"
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[i] Despite being seated She offers a more formal bow, in deference to his rank[/i] E " So where am I?"
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JT: "You're on Corra, the place where the FN soldiers are taking the Combat Readiness Assessment Program, or the CRAP" Hunter: "if you mean locally, you're in our makeshift camp" [b]JT walks over with 3 rock plates, all with some bird on them, and he gives one to you, then Hunter, and he sits[/b]
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[i]She frowns a little as if she is trying to put a picture to the name.[/i] E " Thanks,I appreciate it, so how long you here for?
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JT: "Few more days, then we head back to our ship to work"
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[i] She nods[/i] " so if you guys are training here does that mean its uninhabited,pretty much?"
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Hunter: "yeah, aside from a shitload of animals on your ass 24/7" JT: "I'm just glad we found a spot to hide, a spot to stay"
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E " Well if its i I could do with a ride off this rock, when your leaving obviously." [i] She drinks the water but she just seems to move her food around her plate.[/i]
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JT: "we're just new recruits, only way off is to recruit you"
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[i] Her shoulders sag,7 years as a blank in a black ops unit, and here she was having to start again. She nods her head reluctantly. [/i] " Well I can't magic my way off here can I."
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Hunter: "I would if I could" JT: "Hunter, you technically can" Hunter: "I gave that shit up"
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[i]She raises an eyebrow ,but she is hardwired not to ask questions ,just follow orders[/i],[b]no sense in getting to know people you may have to later kill [/b] [i] Alpha's first words to her when she joined the unit still echo in her head.[/i]
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Hunter: "ah, forgot to mention: I'm a former God of Death from a different dimension. I gave it up, and am a regular human now"
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" Suppose everyone has to have a hobby" [i]she replies casually[/i]
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Hunter: "Yeah. Some of the hobbies as a human though are way better"
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[i] She looks completely lost by his remark,so just shrugs.[/i]
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[b]they all eat in silence[/b]
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[i] She manages a couple of mouthfuls but is unable to eat any more she thanks them both. She decides she needs to stretch her legs a little, aware that she is still along way from fighting fit , she doesn't want to put herself at risk and in turn risking them.[/i] " I need to stretch my legs , how far can I move away from camp before it becomes a risk,"
