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I was popping in to check on how things were going and to let the gm know that I won't be able to post for the next few days, possibly for the rest of the week. I have family coming over and they need to use my room to stay in.
Re: [Mission 19.3]
Having received word that there was food readily available in the ship's galley. Armundo decided that it would be a good idea and drop in and have himself a bite or two, having just finished aquainting himself with the medical bay.
Entering the galley as non descriptly as he...
I'm posting in the OCC to say that I'm still around and haven't forgotten the rp. I've been under a lot of stress lately and haven't had the time or energy to post like I want.
I'll try to get something up soon though.
It had been a total of three months since being stranded in space, witnessing that horrible battle while floating, hiding within that debris field. The days, even weeks prior had been hard for the blue skinned neko, her dreams filled with those burning ships, plummeting towards the planet's...
Re: [Mission 19.3]
Armundo finally made it to his quarters, dropping his duffel bag in a unused corner of the room, leaning against the wall as he slid his hand over his face with a sigh, tipping his hat dangerously close to falling off his head . He sniffed, looking at the room around...
Re: [Mission 19.3]
Armundo strode out of the armor bay quickly, his long legs eating up the distance in no time at all. He paused as he reached the zero-grav hallway, giving a small sight..he was never the best at moving through Zero-Gravity, especially compared to the Nekos who would flit...
Emmm...I feel the need to point out that Armundo has been re/trained as a Medic during his time at Fort Minori. I've even updated his profile with the skill information..I saw that he was put down as a Cook.
Re: [Mission 19.3]
Armundo would go through with his traditional greeting, only this time opting to salute. Bowing and saluting were sometimes mixed with him at time " Armundo Soichiro, reporting for duty Taiiii--Shosho." he replied, catching himself just in time. He had heard tale of her...
Re: [Mission 19.2A] Evidence (HX-12 II NMX Base)
*click*
Armundo's heels came together sharply as the Shosho came into view. When addressed, his first instinct was to bow deeply. However, he realized just in time that the Shosho's greeting was to be a bit more informal. Due to this face...
Arinori's eyes were glued on the horizon, her lifeless fighter drifting slowly between chunks of debris. Her anger, her frustration, all seemed so petty not as she gazed on the horizon. Her eyes widened as the reality of what she was seeing hit her like a tsunami, sending a cold chill down her...
Re: [Mission 19.2A] Evidence (HX-12 II NMX Base)
It had been nearly a year since Armundo last saw the Eucharis. His request for additional training had been processed with great efficiency..almost too efficiently, but never the less, it was a great opportunity to lean skills that would make him...
"Arinori to Hunter, do you read me ?"
Arinori hissed in frustration, her ears pressing back into her hair. She was only getting static from the comm link, she couldn't even pick up any chatter on the radio. She saw the storm approaching and angled her fighter upwards, climbing sharply out of...
It had been a while since Emiyu had seen the inside of a Kawarime that she wasn't trying to fix up. The firm hug of her flight suit, the sound of her own breathing in her ears as she slid her helmet over her head, preparing to be launched into space to fight again.
"Here we go."
She could feel...
Greetings and Salutations to you all, my fellow Star Army players.
It is with pleasure that I announce my ( in theory) Triumphant return to this fine roleplay site. It has been some time, a year or more, since I was rather suddenly forced to cease my activity here on the forum and all...
A tuck her, a comb here and a bit of shifting here and she was ready to go. It had taken longer then she wanted, but she had finally landed a spot aboard a space ship and at a weapons station no less. She had mixed emotions about being there however. She longed to watch those power energy...
Sorry for disappearing on you guys. I was gearing up for my last semester of college and it took more out of me then I had hoped.
It's a good thing that my character isn't that important, else I might've held you guys up.
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