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Post by childofthehunt on Aug 2, 2009 12:10:12 GMT -5
"...Lovely."
Fleur heard the man and she saw him looking at her. She removed her gaze from him quickly, keeping her authoritative demeanor. Bremmen meanwhile stood outside and listened.
"I was right. It is Johnny." He mumbled to himself.
Inside the tent, the Red General noticed the way the prisoner looked at Fleur. She hasn't began working her "magic" but Fleur has this pathetic little man enthralled to her.
"We try our best to please everyone." He joked, moving towards Fleur.
"Let me introduce you to Officer D'Aubigne of the air force division." The Red General added. "You'll be seeing alot of her during your stay in our little camp."
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Post by cyansky on Aug 2, 2009 12:11:46 GMT -5
Syl froze when it saw the blond woman point her gun at them. It ran after Klaire, trying to stop her from doing anything stupid. For all they knew, this could be an undercover soldier. It was worried about Klaire... it didn't want her to die as well.
"Miss Klaire!" yelled Syl, "please be careful! That blond lady has a shooty-thing! They're dangerous!"
It looked at the blond woman, and then at Veronica, then back at Klaire as it tried to catch up to her.
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Post by Trace on Aug 2, 2009 12:14:44 GMT -5
Trace hadn't taken long to find a clothes shop that he was happy with, and it only took him five or ten minutes after leaving Eminor and Veronica to get what he needed. He had found his suit to be very difficult to fight in, and as it seemed that he would be doing plenty more fighting in the future, swapped it for a long coat, as well as a new white shirt, smart trousers and shoes. He decided against a tie, he had begun to feel like an office worker wearing it all the time.
Trace walked along the upper floor above the food court when he heard the shouting. He leant over the railings just above the others, seeing Eminor holding a gun to Klaire.
"Gun down Eminor, they're with us." Trace said as he leaped the railings and landed gracefully in the middle of the two.
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Post by Nusha on Aug 2, 2009 12:17:26 GMT -5
Eem looked at Trace, standing in front of her now. "There's something not right with that girl..", she mumbled, still holding her gun in front of her. "What's wrong with her?"
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Post by Jake on Aug 2, 2009 12:18:04 GMT -5
Klaire was stunned. It all happened so fast. The woman whipped a gun on them, another woman came along, Syl tried to stop he from being friendly, which was strange indeed. Trace then shouted down from above, and Klaire flinched, watching them all.
She resisted the urge to transform her arm and grow her armor.
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Post by citizenmike on Aug 2, 2009 12:18:34 GMT -5
Johnny raised an eyebrow to the Red General as he asked, "I am?".
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Veronica placed her hand over Eminor's arm and said, "She hasn't had an easy time since she arrived here, from what I know." Looking into Eminor's eyes, she continued. "She's safe, I'm sure. She is just as lost as we were when we arrived here."
Veronica turned to Syl and asked, "What happened out there? The two of you don't look well.".
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Post by childofthehunt on Aug 2, 2009 12:23:16 GMT -5
"Yes." The Red General replied with a devious smile. "As a matter of fact, Officer D'Aubigne's incharge of taking care of all our visitors here."
He lead her slowly towards the blood covered man as he whispered something discreetly on her left ear.
"Hello." She said, offering a hand shake to the man. "My name is Officer Fleur D'Aubigne."
She smiled warmly at him.
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Post by Trace on Aug 2, 2009 12:23:20 GMT -5
"What's wrong with her?"
"The same thing that is wrong with the rest of us. We're stuck in the middle of a warzone, in a city that nobody wants to be in." Trace said as he stepped directly in front of the gun, blocking any chance for a shot to be fired at Klaire. "So, put the gun down and hopefully we'll all live through the day."
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Post by cyansky on Aug 2, 2009 12:25:19 GMT -5
Syl caught up to Klaire. Thank goodness that the blond woman didn't shoot at them. Syl didn't know what would have happened to it if it lost another friend.
"Miss Klaire!" it said to her, "are you alright? Please calm down, they're not here to hurt us. Please, while I did't want to stop you from being friendly and all, I didn't want you to get shot..."
It turned to Veronica, tears once again welling to its eyes. While it was glad to see her, it still stood close to Klaire.
"What happened?!" it whispered in a pained voice. "We lost a friend, that's what happened! Daemon's dead... "
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Post by citizenmike on Aug 2, 2009 12:26:09 GMT -5
Johnny took Fluer's hand and shook it, "I'm Johnny, its a pleasure to meet you.".
Still holding her hand, Johnny asked, "What are you doing here?".
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Post by childofthehunt on Aug 2, 2009 12:32:04 GMT -5
Fleur was surprised with the man's question. She was even more surprised with the way he held her hand. She pulled her hand off his clutches.
"I am Command Chief Master Sergeant of the french air force, Johnny." She spoke with a hint of her sweet french accent. "I was assigned to help the US army with this operation."
The Red General was pleased. The leader of the resistance seemed to be responding well with Fleur and her charms. In no time, he figured she'll have this man wrapped around her fingers.
"How are you feeling?" Fleur asked, eyeing his injuries. "I should probably get the medics to have your wounds treated, yes?"
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Post by Nusha on Aug 2, 2009 12:37:52 GMT -5
Eminor slowly lowered her gun. "I see." She looked up at Trace. "Nice outfit"
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Post by Trace on Aug 2, 2009 12:40:54 GMT -5
"Nice outfit"
"I try to make an effort." Trace said with a laugh
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Post by Jake on Aug 2, 2009 12:43:27 GMT -5
Klaire watched everyone, and cone the gun was lowered, walked over to Eminor, extending her hand. "Syl told me this is what I'm supposed to do when I meet new people!" she said excitedly.
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Post by Nusha on Aug 2, 2009 12:45:06 GMT -5
Eminor laughed with him. She turned to Klaire. "Well Syl should teach you not to go bounding up to random people who have guns", she said with a stern voice, debating on allowing a handshake or not. "I'm Eminor."
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