by Brnin8r » Tue Aug 02, 2011 4:27 pm
Jaina's superior officer, Bailey Jones, is nearby and, surprisingly she's in her office. More often than not, she's one of the most proactive girls in the complex, always making sure things are being attended to. As Jaina approaches, she immediately looks up, her smiling face hiding the ever-tired look in her eyes, "Welcome, Jaina. I heard your surgery went well. Needless to say, I doubt any of the girls will ever know you were once a boy." she spoke as she offered the chair for Jaina to sit in, "Now what brings you to my office?"
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Alyse shrugged and looked out to the silence of the night. Very little going on anymore in the darkness. "So what if I do?" she asked, without looking to Alex, "If I go my fastest, I live the most. If I did crash, there's little chance I'd continue living. But if I did, I'd get back on a bike as soon as possible." she finally made the slow turn back to Alex, a light smile on her face. "So...why did you let us take you?" her blunt answer pierced the quiet.
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Each boy around the fire sort of half shrugged, "Not really hungry..." Tom spoke. It was obvious, the reason why. Barry, however, took a day's rations from his pack and began to split it for the rest of the boys. "So what's the plan for tomorrow? We're rogue agents, what do we do first?"
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Wendel nodde his thanks and carefully walked with his arms tucked into his chest as he went. Meanwhile, Isaac found the isle covered in random gears, parts, and such. His personal hoarding legacy.
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The inspector walked in, a very small girl with large glasses and black hair, "All right. Julie Bellinase." she spoke as she looked down the clipboard, "Ah, yes. Stealth." it was always surprising when someone knew about her division, but other people had to for the sake of knowing. "Your assignment." the inspector laid a letter down on the desk and looked about the room, "Everything looks good. Any questions before I continue?" her voice reflected her boredom of her job.
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Ellen smirked, "That's good." she said as the map finished printing out, "There you are. Thanks for helping a little. I guess I'll see you around, maybe." she said, her focus clearly off the conversation as she handed the large paper to Damian.
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Erik hadn't been assigned to the recent combat. There had been no reason for a scout at a place they already knew...the choice had cost them. In his room at the boy's now largest base, there came a knock to his door, "Fleischer. You in?" the gruff voice of his commanding offiver, Riley Bachus.
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