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Post by Mitchell Edwin Johnson on Sept 14, 2009 16:03:31 GMT -5
Ashley exhaled with relief and stood up. "Thank you," she replied as she tapped a few more buttons on the ketboard. "Can you help me? Grace can't leave the ship's database before any of us are gone. Could you stay in here until she gives the OK?" she asked. Grace's avatar appeared, a SPARTAN-II female with black short cut hair and green eyes, "It'll be at least another 10 to 17 minutes."
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Post by Spec-Opp Spartan on Sept 14, 2009 16:56:42 GMT -5
"sure thing ma'am just head to the hanger" said Lt. Rohme. "hey I need someone to take the cyropods from this cyrobay and load them up as I have my hands full with something else" said Rohme over the comn to his squad. He grabbed a seat as he didn't feel like standing the entire time he waited.
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Post by Mitchell Edwin Johnson on Sept 14, 2009 16:59:04 GMT -5
Ashley smiled, "Thank you." she headed for the hanger and stepped into a Pelican.
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Post by Spec-Opp Spartan on Sept 14, 2009 17:13:43 GMT -5
"just doing my job ma'am" said Rohme before ashley left. "mind if I smoke in here....great" said Rohme as he removed his helmet and smoked a cigarette to pass the time.
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Post by Mitchell Edwin Johnson on Sept 14, 2009 17:22:15 GMT -5
Grace popped up again, her avatar was slightly distorted by the smoke. "Might I ask who you are, sir?"
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Post by Spec-Opp Spartan on Sept 17, 2009 23:08:00 GMT -5
"Lt. Rohme of the UNSC Bavaria" said Lt. Rohme. "so what are you doing that I have to wait for" asked
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Post by Mitchell Edwin Johnson on Sept 18, 2009 9:54:31 GMT -5
Grace gestured the the marines that were getting dressed down in the Cryo bay. "Once they're all evacuated, we can leave. But take me. Please."
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