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| The Plot Thickens; Episode 27 (Closed) | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Jun 4 2010, 10:16 PM (70 Views) | |
| Zepp | Jun 4 2010, 10:16 PM Post #1 |
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"Yes sir. Yes. I understand. I had to deal wi-. Yes. Alright. Thank you, Mr. Azrael." Charlie's abandonment of the anti-coordinator cause had lost him a crucial sponsor. In his office in Giga Float, he sat, reviewing all the data. Azrael Industries pulled out. The Terrestial Assault Force Remnant was still in. Sons of Liberty never returned his call. Professional Military Solutions had gone independent. The Valkyries were MIA. NERF had declared war. MERCS harbored them. All in all, he'd have to play this chess game right. Fortunately, as a computer, it was his specialty. A young, 22 year old blonde woman entered his office unannounced. From the way she carried herself, her uniform, and her official tone her origins were undoubtedly Oldsmobile. Next to her was a familiar face. Captain Daniel, former CEO. Missing in action. Until today. "Mr. Alpha. I believe you owe me a Gundam." "And you owe me a ship." "Ah, yes. I'm having it delivered here as we speak. Daniels! You.. survived." "Surprised? You still owe me a ship." "Of course, of course..." Charlie got up, and exited the office. The two fell in line behind him. The group of three walked into the greater streets of Giga Float. Vendors advertised their wares, but the group of three were professionals. The woman explained herself - she was a representative to Oldsmobile Black Ops, sent to recover both mobile suits. Captain Daniel made small talk with her, taking cheap shots at Charlie Alpha's debts. The android walked in front of them, burning at his circuits to kill them both. But cordially, he guided them into the general hangar bay. "Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you the Iblis. Inside, you will find that unit you are seeking, Ms. Oldsmobile. You may do away with it as you wilt. Mr. Dawson won't be needing it anymore. As for you, Mr. Norrington, the ship is yours to pilot - so long as you complete our contract." Daniel paused. He was unprepared to keep working for this murderous robot. He'd lost the Cobra, Hugo, and god knows how many funds trying to pull off this job. But, he was a man to his word, and his word was his bond. "I accept." The two shook hands. Edited by Zepp, Jun 4 2010, 10:53 PM.
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Name: Lt.jg John Dawson Mobile weapon: RX-110 Refined Zorin Soul Allegiance: Oldsmobiles and Reborn Earth Movement | |
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| Zepp | Jun 4 2010, 10:24 PM Post #2 |
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As Daniel made his way back to the ship, he found that the previously zeonic attired individuals had traded in their uniforms for a stark black. This black matched that of the Iblis, a stealth-type ALAWS class. As he toured around it, he found a familiar face working the mechanics like slaves. "Hugo, you old devil! I thought you died in South America!" "I'm a lot harder to kill than that, Danny. Dawson, get back to work! No breaks!" The two men made small talk, while Johnny worked moving GN missiles into the ship. Charlie had let him have it for being late, and more importantly to him, losing Hotaru Trie. He'd been assigned two missions now. Destroy the F90 Unit 1, and recover Hotaru Trie. Truly, Johnny cared for neither. At this point, all he wanted to do is go home. |
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| Zepp | Jun 4 2010, 10:24 PM Post #3 |
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As the Mars F90 was transferred into Oldsmobile custody, a large box obscured another mobile suit in the Iblis. The woman couldn't help but contain her curiosity. It was marked with a strange 0. "What's in there?" "Pay no mind, Ms. Oldsmobile. That's our replacement." |
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Name: Lt.jg John Dawson Mobile weapon: RX-110 Refined Zorin Soul Allegiance: Oldsmobiles and Reborn Earth Movement | |
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