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Oh yeah, he knows the sword is coming. The thing is, like a nervous kid in the backseat on prom night, he's coming faster. Dropping his level and taking of in a sprint as you stumble back towards the gaping maw of where a wall used to be. He drops his shoulder and you can almost picture the appropriate music. A picture perfect spear that would make DA MAN himself proud, driving you out through that hole in the wall, and he's coming with you. Trying to grasp into the neck plate of your armor and rain down blows as though he were Spider-Man fighting The Vulture.

His systems are still rebooting, so he can't ping his friends to tell them the plan just yet, but hopefully they trust him to have one.

Wait, does he have a plan?

Needed

sigh...

Having a drink at the bar and waiting for a starlet…

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::Seriously?:: He pauses.

::I'll see what I can do. Doubt we'll beat them to it, but it won't hurt to have it.::

Maybe Celestine will be less upset if she knows it wil take that long to unencrypt. Surely a certifiable badass like her (perhaps not certifiably sane, but certainly a badass) can get to it in the next 7 years.

coat it good, slut.
grabing a fistfull of your hair & pulling, forcing you to take as much as you can in your mouth...
your jaw forced open making you drool and sober...

When you're screaming remember I tried to get it slick for you.

so quiet

Still trembling,
eyes wide,
forcing the words out....

"Thanks, Sir."

then casting her eyes toward the floor,
feeling humiliated

(sorry.. have a RTI)

Necessary

While life carried on around her, she remained with legs tucked and curled on the ground where she had spent the day, dozing and watching the stillness of the raiders as some slept. A soft hum played in her chest; she sat with her back straight, the lines of her body definitely feminine, hands-free from the coils of ropes, the wrappings of cloth still bracelets them were clasped lightly in what would be her lap if she sat a bit more straighter and less to one side of her hip. She was relaxed, the evening breeze playing with the dark curls the comb and oils created; plainly clothed, there was still the hint of regalness about the woman as she sat on the ground in the midst of nowhere.

In contrast, others came and went, doing whatever to whoever, returning with assorted goods and even a few kaiila saddles included.

For now, the full skirt spread about her, its pale coloring starkly contrasting with the dark, rocky ground.

Gazing out towards where the mountain ridge rose, perhaps there was a trail? If so, from where she sat, it would look no different than the rest of the boulder-strewn landscape. Turning, her intent was to look to where the first hint of shimmering stars had begun to make their evening appearance; as her eyes moved, she suddenly found herself staring straight into the dark eyes of the man draped in desert garb.

Her gaze held a curious light, golden orbs soft, the full lips hinted at a smile, or maybe their fullness moved in the light play of the tune she hummed. Observing him as he went about ending the life of the fire, the stars were forgotten for now as sparks danced from his stirred and whirled upwards only to dim and disappear.

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((LAst to you))

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He got stabbed in the leg.
You got stabbed in the leg.
They're practically twins...

"Need a hand?"

If so, he'll lean in and get his arm around you. They can do some sort of awkward thing where they both use their good legs to move to the elevator.

Peregrine P. Olveira-

::I didn't hear anything about that. If you can do it discreetly and quietly, go for it. But the encryption part is a bitch.::

According to Kendo, Militech was estimating 7 years of brute forcing quantum decryption to unlock the black box and gain access to the data.

Cabin
And take My place sitting cross legged on a pile of furs My back to a wall facing the door.

eyes go wide.. nodding as i open my mouth wide.. and star to suck .. slobbering all over that monster

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Time was Rapidly depleting, and Celestine was forced into close hand-to-hand as the detonation dropped to her to hands and knees, and then she was forced back up to a kneeling defense, forced back and given a chance to get back to her feet.

Beneath the gear and disarmed, she nevertheless somehow divided her focus between your unrelenting combination and the retreating forms of your allies like she were committing them all to memory.

Balance was… it was a weird thing with her given the influence of her wings, compromised with the pulse of the E.M. shielding that flexed and pulsed like an invisible muscle, shaking off the magnetic debris like chaff even as she took up a posture that seemed ready to fight off the threat of a sudden draw of some potential hidden weapon on you.

Instead, a push-kick against her armor, which she must know that you knew wouldn't be an effective way to hurt her, so—

A flick of her eye past you, over your shoulder.

You probably knew the Flamberge was going to do that trick you saw her do to Echo, and try to clobber you on its way back to her like Mjölnir, but in the meantime she didn't seem to mind just how you were posturing around her or maneuvering her

the pony more depressed than usual
having heard them say today is saturday
all of them talking about their plans

glancing back at you.. and seeing how large it looks on you.. yes Maam

Having a drink at the bar and waiting for a starlet…

shivering as i nod.. yes Maam..
i climb in the ring.. getting on my knees.. like i lost..