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Post by Sparty McFly on May 27, 2010 21:31:01 GMT -5
After roughly 10 minutes of looking around, Jacobs got very, VERY, bored of just sitting around on his ass. So he sent 984 a message.
As 984 walked around the base, he got a message on his helmet: "Hey, this is your AI, I'm in your room and I'm bored off my ass, come pick me up, mkay?"
984 was in shock as he ran back. A quick questionaire followed.
"Name?" "Jacobs." "So you are the AI." "No f*cking duh."
He slotted Jacobs into the helmet. "I assume you're familiar with the base?" "Got the maps, but haven't actually seen it."
Russ walked over to the closet, where his MBR... the only MBR in existence right now... sat. He picked it up, shifted it into carbine form, and then moved out.
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Post by IndigoWolf on May 27, 2010 22:00:49 GMT -5
"It's a new recipe I heard of recently, I thought I would try it," said Zarra, stirring the food around in the pan, "I'll admit, I didn't really have all the ingredients, so I improvised, but it should be alright." She turned to face Anau and smiled, "So, how was your day? How is Tysc?"
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Post by Spec-Opp Spartan on May 28, 2010 17:53:51 GMT -5
" no we did not raid this Pan Prawn warehouse but we have been reports of murders everywhere in this district" said Katar as he showed the current tally of reported deaths of humans and elites. He watched the interface numbers keep rising. "what was going on there...but whatever the case is humans and of course elites are being slaughtered....did a massive gang war break out or was this the work of the mysterious heartless's leader" (OOC Katar has no idea that his brother exists kind of forgot about him when he was exiled not that he cared much in the 1st place for the new runt in the family that was born when he was like 30). *** Tokyo Street was covered with blood and bodies of humans and elite alike. The Devils-Heartless killing spree continued and both parties would not rest untill the other side surrendered...everyone was a target in gang warfare anyone could be a suspect and so they had to die. Elias tossed his empty gun on the ground and picked up a Plasma Rifle from a fallen Pan Prawn member in the warehouse he and his executive team captured and were using to gun down the street until the civilians came up with the sum of money he demanded for peace.
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Post by Danny on May 29, 2010 4:48:05 GMT -5
"Today was good," Anau answered, stepping in front of Zarra and looking over her shoulder at the soup being cooked, "Productive," he added. "Tysc is... well, he's getting there," he chuckled while wrapping his arms around her waist, covering up his lie. He then sighed and shook his head, "It's been five years and he hasn't changed; he's given up sleep altogether and his home is practically an armoury... poor old fool,"
He then placed his head on her shoulder, "So, besides gardening, what else did you do today?"
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Post by IndigoWolf on May 29, 2010 20:32:16 GMT -5
"Not much else, just waiting for you mostly," said Zarra, resting her head against his. "I need to find a new project to keep myself busy next time I'm here and you're gone," she laughed. "I'm glad you're home, I miss you when you're not with me, even if it's just for a few hours."
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Post by Spec-Opp Spartan on May 30, 2010 11:48:20 GMT -5
" Then come with we....I am going to have to present you to the Comissoner and then the head Councilor Katar Yamos....I can help you in my free time with my unit but if you want full police coperation then you are going to have to talk to this guys and present your case" said the Ultra. " Everyone get back here now...we are leaving"
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Post by cainvoorhees on May 30, 2010 14:09:53 GMT -5
"No problem. Just lemme get my magnum from my office," Bass nodded as he turned towards the hallway, "I know I'll be surrounded by police officers, but it's better safe then sorry, don't you agree?"
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He went into his office, leaving the door open. Griggs leaned against Bass's desk, his arms crossed. "Well, what's going on?"
"I'm gonna have to talk to the head honchos, Griggs. It looks like we're going to get..." He paused to chuckle and glanced at Griggs' eyes with a knowing look. "'Police cooperation.'"
"Wait, what?" Griggs cried as he stepped towards Bass, lowering his voice so that the Elites outside wouldn't hear. "This could jeopardize our operations, Bad!"
Immediately Griggs found Bass's face in front of his. Like that of a gambler, Bass had on his poker face. "Well I guess we'll just have to be extra careful, won't we?" he whispered, "You and I knew this day was going to come sooner or later, and if we pull this off, we can stop gang activity much faster then what we have done before."
"That may be true, but at least the way we have been doing things is safe and less risky!" Griggs whispered through clenched teeth.
A moment of silence between them. Rustling of the Elites leaving in the main office space.
Bass spoke first as he broke eye contact with Griggs, moving around to his desk. "Did you secure info on our next target?"
"It'll be here when you get back. The Devils are strong, but we'll find their weak point somewhere."
Opening the drawer, Bass found the magnum pistol that served him well during his days as an ODST. It was cold, loaded. Placing it in his shoulder holster, Bass walked towards the door. "You're in charge until I get back, Griggs."
"Yes sir."
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Feeling more secure with his pistol on him, Bass walked up next to the Elite officer. "Alright, I'm ready."
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Post by Danny on May 31, 2010 23:59:24 GMT -5
Anau smiled and kissed her cheek, "Maybe you could join Tysc and I in the field one morning?" he suggested, "Perhaps if we share not so grim stories of the war, we may cheer him up."
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Post by IndigoWolf on Jun 1, 2010 10:40:48 GMT -5
Zarra smiled, "That sounds like a wonderful idea. You'll have to teach me how to do everything, but it certainly won't be as complicated as learning to work at the medical center." She nuzzled Anau's shoulder, then suddenly grinned, "You know what Tysc needs? A female of his own. That would keep his mind on better things. We should try to find someone for him."
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Post by Spec-Opp Spartan on Jun 2, 2010 19:02:03 GMT -5
" Alright men we are moving out" said the Ultra. He got into the drivers portion of The Shadow and the 5 elites piled into the troop bay. "I wish I could offer you a seat upfront but I can't do that...but if you have your own ride you are free to take it just bring it over here and follow me"
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Post by Ares on Jun 3, 2010 23:03:57 GMT -5
Zaku's Phantom glided over the Pan Prawn District... even from the sky, the devastation was clearly visible. Oily black smoke poured from damaged vehicles and buildings, and fires spotted the area. Corpses of Sangheili and human alike littered the area, most of them unarmed. Those that were were wearing one of the two gangs' unique armor. Pools of scarlet and indigo covered the district, and rubble dominated it. The silvery-purple Phantom descended, coming down in front of the warehouse sector of the Pan Prawn District. Several hastily-made barricades were set up outside of the wide street's entrance, and a multitude of gang bodies lay about, bleeding profusely. The golden armored Zealot stepped imperiously from his dropship, two Ultras and six Shock Commandos behind him.
The hulking Ship Master lumbered forward, pulling out his plasma sword as he did so. Behind him, the snap-hiss of eight other energy swords humming to life filled his eardrums. The group continued forward without pausing, and the light of nine plasma blades illuminated the shadowy district. Zaku's ice-blue eyes passed over bloody smears on the pavement and buildings, and on the equally smeared corpses. The hulking Sangheili walked over to a particular warehouse, covered in gang symbols. The mocha-skinned Ship Master sniffed the air, his gaze piercing the warehouse.
"Here," the Zealot growled. "He is in this building. I know it."
Zaku turned around and pulled a plasma grenade from three Shock Commando's belts, and placed them all on the door, and set them to explode. The golden-armored Zealot calmy mounted over a barricade, and landed behind it as the plasma violently detonated, blowing a huge hole in the garage-style doors. Once the bluish haze cleared, Zaku vaulted the barricade, and clomped forward, into the garage, his sword still drawn. The eight Sangheili swarmed in after him, standing four on either side of him, in an agressive semicircle. Zaku stood stock-still, glaring around the huge, empty warehouse. He could see shadowy crates stacked everywhere. Sitting directly in front of Zaku, about twenty feet away, were a few desks smeared with dried brown and dark blue blood. The Zealot glanced around, again, noting several corpses. Then he barked to the seemingly empty room.
"Show your face, coward! I know who you are. You cannot hide."
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Post by cainvoorhees on Jun 3, 2010 23:31:29 GMT -5
"Oh don't worry, I got a ride," Bass shrugged as he walked around back.
Suddenly a loud engine roar was heard as a vehicle drove out onto the street from an alley. It was a custom painted ATV, what the UNSC called a Mongoose, but what was different was that there were two rifles installed onto the front of the vehicle, next to the wheels. On the back of it, was a large spindle of .5mm rounds feeding into the interior of the vehicle to the weapons on front.
"Like my ride? Since I've been on Sanghellios, I've been trying to get it combat ready!" He chuckled as he pulled up next to the Elites.
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Post by Danny on Jun 4, 2010 5:07:40 GMT -5
"Excellent idea," Anau grinned, giving Zarra a hug and then moving in front of the stove, "She'd have to be very patient and very tolerant," he said, "He'd remain silent about the war for maybe, years. Then, when he did finally speak, I'm sure what he had to say wouldn't be nice,"
He took up a bowl and poured in some soup, "But he'd need to say it."
Anau handed Zarra the bowl and then took one up for himself, "Anyway, this looks great, thank you," he kissed her on the cheek and then dug into his soup, "So, anything you want to do with what's left of the day?"
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Post by Spec-Opp Spartan on Jun 4, 2010 12:36:55 GMT -5
" Yeah sure" said the Captain. It was nice but he did not care for human's vechiles. " follow me" called the Captain before he sped off siren blaring so he could get through traffic.
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" attack...give your lives if you have" whispered Elias to his "zealots" warriors who pledged their lives to defend Elias and were known for becoming suicide bombers on the brink of death.
The Zealots charged with their stolen energy swords held high and the bombs on their chest ready to explode when the audio command of "Retribution" was said.
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Post by IndigoWolf on Jun 4, 2010 14:09:52 GMT -5
"Hmm," murmured Zarra, tasting the soup, "Do you have anything in mind?"
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