RPG The Eshcalon Confederacy

[Corey]

OOC: *Takes out Shock Paddles* I'm double posting because I don't want this thing to end. It was going good. CLEAR!
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IC: Orien clipped the red wire quickly and without hesitation. We all held our breaths and shielded our faces. The blast didn't come. I opened my eyes slowly.

[b]Ryan-[/b] "Did it work?" Orien looked up at me with a pale face.

[b]Orien-[/b] "Yes. I think it is." I walked over to the corpse in the corner and slung him over my soulder. Rali grabbed one of the other corpses and John grabbed the last. Once we were outside I began making my way around the back of the building.

[b]Rali-[/b] "Stack them." We layed the bodies on top of eachother and poured less than a teaspoon of THOR onto them. Their clothing ignited immediately. Their skin followed, smodlering at first and then catching fire. It turned to a black crisp. In minutes, they were nothing but a pile of soot. We made our way back in. Marth had the group gathered around a table. He must be planning our next strike. I wiped the ash off my face as John walked by me.

[b]Ryan-[/b] "They smelled like pork."

[b]Rali-[/b] "Indeed." He tossed me a ham sandwich MRE and walked in the room after John.

[erinzyger]

ooc: I'm sooooo sorry guys! Everytime I've tried to post, my time keeps getting cut short. This is like the 10th time I've tried...Anywho, I think that now that the resent action is over, I think I can finally make my 1st appearance...By the way, DarkOrderKnight, your signature poem sorta scares me...:eek:
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Marth: "Now, before we plan the next strike, I'd like to tell you about a, how shall I say, [I]special surprise[/I]." Marth grinned and looked up to the door. "You can come in now Miss Ibby...Ibea...Ib-

I stepped into light to correct him.

Josmi: "Ibeopyv, sir. Can't believe you still can't pronounce it."

The rest of the Marines turned to look at me. Most of them groaned in disappointment. Actually, upon seeing me, John almost fell out of his chair.

John: "No! Not you again!"

Josmi: "Long time no see, boys." I frowned. It had been weeks since I had found my way back to the base and they didn't seem to miss me at all. But then again, they never really liked me being there in the first place.

Marth: "Ahem. As you know, Josmi was taken on one of our strikes weeks ago and after a while we finally gave up looking. But, by some stroke of good luck-"

Ryan: "Or bad luck for us." Marth shot him a glare for interrupting him. Ryan just smiled.

Marth: "As I was saying, she escaped and found her way back. Now she has agreed to become our medic again...Despite your dislike of her..."
He observed the other Marines' glares.

Josmi: "Thank you for that exaggerated introduction sir." I began to cross the room, ignoring the glares of annoyance from the others, until I saw Ryan's arm. "Schezar! What happened to you!"

Ryan: "Oh it's nothing, nothing at all." He tried to hide the wound from the needle earlier. The other soldiers snickered.

Josmi: "Don't you nothing me! This could get infected easily! How'd it happen?" Now it was my turn to give those guys my own death glare. The laughter immediately died down.

Ryan: "Got jabbed with a needle..." He had lowered his voice so I barely heard it.

Josmi: "You what?!?! That needle could have been dirty or used on someone else before!" I took my backpack off and started to open it before I was stopped by Ryan's firm grip.

Ryan: "After the strike plan...Please?" He have me the most pitiful look anyone had ever given me. His pride must have been down by 75% by now. I decided it was okay.

Josmi: "Fine, but you have to come and see me about it afterwards." I turned to Marth. "Sir, I'll let you go on with your plans while I set up." With that I turned and left. [I]I really do care to much about them...[/I] I thought. As soon as I closed the door, I heard them all erupt with laughter. [I]Oh yea, very bad idea. I'll have to find a way to make it up to the poor guy.[/I] I thought. I then continued down to my designated room to set up.

[Corey]

OOC: The poem seemed to go right in with my current mood. I'm glad you like it. ;)
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[b]Ryan-[/b] "You can all kiss my pale *ss." The laughter died down quickly but a feeling of dark humor still coated the air in the room. Rali gave me a companionable kick. I held up my middle finger without turning to look.

[b]Marth-[/b] "Now that we've all had a little fun, it's time for a little serious talk. Our next targets are the THOR mines. What you all are about to hear has never escaped our government. One of the main ingrediants in THOR is a specialized form of Solid Sodium Metal. There are deposits of this throughout the moon. You guys will be collapsing these mines." No one said anything for almost a full minute.

[b]John-[/b] "Holy ****..."

[b]Marth-[/b] "Yes... Craig?" Craig looked up from a small computer pad. He was obviously doing calculations.

[b]Craig-[/b] "What?" Craig narrowed his eyes.

[b]Marth-[/b] "Do you have enough explosives?"

[b]Craig-[/b] "Boss... I don't have anywhere near enough. To collapse all the mines you say there are, I'd need at least a ton of THOR itself. Not to mention as soon as I detonate anything down there the Sodium Metal is going to blow too. This is going to take a shi?-load of careful planning..." I had a quick glimpse of the entire moon blowing up from the inside out. I shook my head and cleared my mind. Not a good thing to be thinking about right before a mission. "I'm going to need [i]exact yield[/i] explosives. I don't need any of the 'about six feet' blast radius. I need exact measurements. We're going to have to do this all by hand."

Marth nodded solemly to himself and seemed to have the same thought I had just had. He coughed and looked around the team.

[b]Marth-[/b] "The entrances to the mines are heavily gaurded," his gaze rested on John for a minute. "We will need someone to be able to pound through without allowing anyone to escape and send word of our little strike. We might need to take out a few people from a distance. Obviously a Sniper job. There will be a nice little security grid in place which Orien will need to dispose of. Ryan, you will be our inside man. I have a uniform for you. Make sure to camaflage your knifes well." His eyes fell on Craig. "I can get you anything you need in three hours. Make me a list. Josmi will provide field medication. Study the mine layouts and ready yourselves. We leave in five hours." Marth saluted (we saluted back) and left the room.

[b]Rali-[/b] "Sounds fun. Watch your back." I nodded and began making my way over to Josmi for my mandatory check up. Doctors scared me to death. I never have liked them. But Josmi was different. She made me feel safe. I was glad she was back.

[Orien_Xel]

[color=blue]Orien sat in a chair, waiting for his examination. He was bored. Then again, he was always bored. Most computer systems were no match for his hacking prowess. He pulled out his personal computer and started playing a small game.[/color]

[erinzyger]

OOC: *appears out of nowhere with Magical Girl Pretty Sammy cosplay outfit on* I am Magical Girl Pretty Erin and I'm here to save this post from floating into the land of forgetfulness! Here to help me is my wonderful friend Aben-Ohki! *Abenaki saunters out mumbling 'Why me? Why me?'* That's the spirit Aben-Ohki! Now let's save this thread!
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I shook her head as she surveyed the puncture wound in Ryan's arm.

Josmi: "Ryan, Ryan, Ryan...What [B]are[/B] we going to do with you?" A smile twithched across his face. He was still a bit mad at me for embarassing him. I could tell. "Ryan...I'm sorry...I really am..."

Ryan: "It's okay Josmi. I know you. It's just your reaction to things." He smiled understandingly. "Besides, how can I be mad when I know we'll have someone to burry our sorry butts when we get ourselves blown up?" He laughed until he saw me pull out the peroxide. "Do you have to use that stuff?"

Josmi: "Yes Ryan. And don't be whining to me about how it stings either." I grinned. Ryan turned away from me and said...

Ryan: "I don't whine." I grinned even wider and pulled out a small tape recorder. He looked back at me and upon seeing the recorder said, "Okay, maybe once." I laughed and put it away.

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OOC: 'Kay peeps! G2G to lunch so I gotta cut this short. Someone pick it up from there. C-ya on the other side! *peace sign*