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| Wild | May 9 2010, 11:38 PM Post #1 |
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Working and tuning up the Wing Gundam inside one of Penguin Island's hangars, Will Barton wiped off the grease from his hands. It had been a few days since his "arrival" and joining Professional Military Solutions, and since then the majority of the personnel were hesitant to approach, more likely keeping their distance. He didn't blame them, considering he fired and could have destroyed one of their ships. So til then, he kept his distance from the rest. A few mechanics tried to approach and perform maintenance, but every time he appeared, the rest disappeared quickly, the only sign of their presence being a few wrenches. Sighing to himself, Will cleaned himself off and made a beeline for the mess hall. Even as he walked in, while the room didn't disperse like other places, the rest of the crew kept their distance, not wanting to approach and keeping themselves wary as the middle-aged pilot picked up the pilot's meal. Sitting down at a vacant table, Will looked around cautiously before beginning his meal. |
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| AModestProposal | May 11 2010, 06:25 PM Post #2 |
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Making her way through the corridors of the Penguin Island installation Zoey headed to the mess hall. Zoey finished cleaning herself up after an intense workout in the gym and was looking for something to eat. She had sparred with a few of the soldiers on the base in order to shore up her physical strength and endurance. “That used to be easier,” Zoey thought to herself as she rubbed a sore shoulder. Zoey had remembered a time when she could take on multiple people in hand to hand without getting hurt. The new reality was unsettling to her to say the least. Stepping into the mess hall she eyed the room looking for a spot to sit before she even got her food. That is when she noticed Will sitting alone at a table despite those around him was grabbing chairs to make room at other tables. She planned to sit with him once she got what she was looking for. |
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| Wild | May 11 2010, 07:23 PM Post #3 |
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As he ate his meal, Will noticed the young woman he had met within minutes after the battle was over. She had been one of the few who had introduced herself to the newcomer upon his arrival. Eating his meal, he noticed people take some chairs from the table he was at to other tables. Really? What the hell is this, high school? Will took another glance and noted how young some of them actually were. Crap...it might as well be. |
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| AModestProposal | May 11 2010, 09:23 PM Post #4 |
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Finishing her selection of food Zoey turned and looked for the seat she had picked out earlier. Sure enough it was still there. Weaving through the crowd Zoey made her way to the table where Will currently occupied. Rather than ask to sit there Zoey just pulled the chair out and sat down. “I would have picked another spot but these open chairs seem to be going out of style.” Zoey said as she arranged the tray and utensils before her, all done without looking up at Will. |
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| Wild | May 12 2010, 04:23 AM Post #5 |
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Looking up upon hearing her voice, Will swallowed what he had taken a bite out of and nodded his head. "Tell me about it. With the way how they're just grabbing seats and how young they look, it might as well be high school or something," Will responds back as he takes another bite out of his sandwich. Taking a sip from his cup of water after swallowing that bite, Will looks up at Zoey across from the table. "So what did you do so far?" |
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| AModestProposal | May 14 2010, 07:21 PM Post #6 |
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Zoey observed Will as he spoke. Noting he did not catch her sarcastic remark about the seat. His choice of words about the other people in the mess hall made him sound older than he looked. Something that puzzled her slightly and that is when he asked her a question. “I worked out for awhile,” Zoey responded as she started to eat too. Swallowing a bite she formed a question and asked it, “What about you?” |
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| Wild | May 16 2010, 12:01 AM Post #7 |
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Going through the last portions of his meal, Will swallowed it and drank some more water before responding back. "Me? I worked on Wing. Something on it isn't feeling right. Not sure if it has to do with the transformation or what though," Will responds back. Finishing his meal, he stands up to throw out the trash before heading back to his seat and sitting down. Still holding some water left in the cup, Will grabs a hold of it and waits for Zoey to finish. |
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| AModestProposal | May 17 2010, 06:56 AM Post #8 |
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Zoey nods as she listens to Will speak about his mobile suit troubles while thinking perhaps she should have sit next someone else. As he walks away Zoey finishes up her meal and pulls out a data pad. Zoey begins checking several items and looks at her schedule. “Did you try restarting the thing?” Zoey said with a sarcastic tone as Will comes back to the table and sits down. “Though in all seriousness, perhaps a field test would be next step to test the machine for problems.” |
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| Wild | May 18 2010, 12:29 AM Post #9 |
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Ignoring her sarcastic tone, Will thought a moment and nodded in agreement. "Yeah, might as well. I'm gonna go check and see," Will says before finishing his water and heading out of the Mess Hall. Heading back to the hangar where Wing stood, Will boarded the scaffold in front of his uit and climbed into the Gundam. Powering up the Suit, Wing began walking out of the hangar and took to the skies, transforming into its Bird mode. "Huh...the left leg felt slower than usual, lets see what happens." Taking the suit through its trials, its banks and turns felt weighted, with small dips here and there. Moving itself to the shoreline, Will figured one more test to see what it was, when the sounds of an explosion took hold with a violent shuddering inside the cockpit. Outside, an explosion could be seen with the Gundam's leg blown apart, the only thing holding it together being the armor around it. The internals were torn and mechanical functions damaged heavily. Trying to stabilize itself as the alarms went off, the balance was thrown off as Wing crashed into the waters below, with Will being thrown around inside the cockpit, held to his seat only by the harness. |
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| Trog | May 19 2010, 01:04 AM Post #10 |
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"Alert! Alert!" a voice rang over the PMS communications circuit. "MS down over the ocean! Rescue crews deploy!" Odessa listened to the report attentively. "Who was it?" "The new guy, Barton," the operator reported. "He was taking his suit for a test flight and the leg exploded. No word on his status otherwise." Odessa grimaced. Whatever she had thought about him when he first arrived, whatever she thought about him now, he was a member of her team and that made it her duty to aid his rescue in any way. "I'm taking the Victory out," she announced. "I'll see what I can do first." "Roger that, ma'am. It'll be ready for you when you arrive." Minutes later, the Victory Gundam was soaring through the air towards the Wing Gundam's crash site. "Pilot Barton, this is General Bryand. Please respond," she called out as she closed in on the crashed Gundam. "Repeat, please respond if you are able!" |
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| AModestProposal | May 19 2010, 06:55 AM Post #11 |
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Zoey was finishing eating when Will got up and left the mess hall on her suggestion of a flight test. She gave a slight wave and was about to get up when she was rushed. People converged on all sides as they were set to sit down now that Will was gone. “Geeze people, he is one us now.” Zoey said as she glared at a few servicemen. Leaving the mess hall Zoey was heading back to her room when an alert came over the loud speaker. “Well I guess that solves the problem then, Will.” Zoey decided to head to the hanger bay instead now with the situation going on. Perhaps she would join the others for searching for Will or just sit back and watch. Walking down the hallway Zoey whistled as she neared the hangar bay. |
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