Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 8:36:14 AM)
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Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 8:37:07 AM)
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Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 8:38:46 AM)
((You start or me?))

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 8:39:24 AM)
*with sunglasses on covering her bruises that are heavily hidden by gothic face paling makeup she sits reading her Johny the Homicidal maniac comic*

Jack Schmidt (Jun 11, 2011 8:41:35 AM)
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Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 8:41:54 AM)
The approaching full moon is still pulling on my blood as I walk through the park, breathing in the scent of something more natural than concrete and glass. Centering myself. Finding that zen thing Koi talks about... or was that chakha? I've got a lot to learn still. I see a girl reading something up ahead but can't make out too many details as of yet.

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 8:43:17 AM)
((and they call her crazy the puppy is talking to himself in third person *traises eye brow* lol)) *she turns the page of her comic a red ear piece hangs from her ear as music flows through one of her ears setting her mood*

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 8:46:27 AM)
As I walk closer I glance to what she's reading out of morbid curiosity. Her garb is interesting in and of itself, something I'd expect to see at more of a rave scene than in the park here but to each their own. I'm quite plain by contrast; dark and worn blue jeans, some work boots, and a simple black Beatles tee that aptly says 'The Beatles' in white lettering.

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 8:49:13 AM)
*she is reading a comic called Johny the Homicidal maniac, it is full of dark humour, massacere, death, mayhem, blood, and a total disregard for life. She giggles voer one that shows a very messy death scene*

Jack Schmidt (Jun 11, 2011 8:49:30 AM)
*Heads into the park, sticking to the shady areas in the trees, finding a spot a ways away from Sam that he can still watch her from and taking a seat, making sure he's hidden from veiw from where she is, but he can still watch her.*

Jack Schmidt (Jun 11, 2011 8:49:55 AM)
((I can roll stealth if ya want))

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 8:50:19 AM)
((sure but she wont notice it is more trents call dont amtter to me))

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 8:50:42 AM)
((I don't mind keeping it thematic without rolls unless Jack's starts assembling a sniper rifle or something))

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 8:51:13 AM)
((so beit.. jack is all ninja...back IC..lol))

Jack Schmidt (Jun 11, 2011 8:51:22 AM)
*Just watches her, munching on another donut*

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 8:51:49 AM)
Y'know... if this were a movie scene this'd probably be a harbinger of something horrible happening. Decent looking younger woman in park by self reading a comic about horrid death and giggling over it. I'm tempted to look over my shoulder to see if the masked man with the knife is approaching.

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 8:52:41 AM)
*she turns the page and is reaind over the next page as she reaches down and changes the song on ehr Iphone*

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 8:56:25 AM)
"That is one morbid of oddly funny looking book." I comment amusedly when she changes the song, speaking in the brief interlude.

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 8:56:32 AM)
if oddly*

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 8:58:25 AM)
*she pauses mid page turn looking up at trent and getts a little tense looking at him through her sunglasses and her voice speaks softly yet full of agistation* ~ what do you want? ~

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 9:01:21 AM)
*she close sthe book reache up and removes theone ear piece never letting her face turn from his*

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 9:02:26 AM)
"Nothin' really, just sticking my nose where it doesn't belong more or less." I grin toothily, eyes lingering just a moment on her throat before averting. "No offense meant."

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 9:02:36 AM)
((Apologies, may be slow here and there but will post ASAP))

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 9:04:35 AM)
*snorts at him still speaking softly* ~ Liar~ 8stands ..and begins to walk around him slowly staring at him through her sunglasses the whole time* ~ all of you perves want the same thing, all following what he wants~ *looks him over* ~ you are the second little bitch of his that has shown up~ *shaking a little in agitation*

Jack Schmidt (Jun 11, 2011 9:05:44 AM)
*Finishes his donuts*

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 9:07:12 AM)
I raise an eyebrow, taken aback some as she starts pacing and mentioning pervs, but quickly feeling amusement take its place. I sniff the air but don't detect anything odd on it... like I would anyways with this scent-blind sniffer. "You lost me. Following what who wants?"

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 9:07:17 AM)
((lag test))

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 9:10:24 AM)
*glaring at him as she walks a circle around him speaking softly her words dark* ~ you know who. dont paly stupid with me. You dont think I saw you and what you were doing. you don think I can feel the evil within you .~ *pausing just to the left on the outer edge of his perifial vission and still speaking softly* ~ you think you are better then me, ~ *spits on the ground next to his feet* ~ you tell that bastard I will feed him his balls when he elast exspects it.~ *she is glaring and shaking*

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 9:15:37 AM)
"Huh... not sure he'd like the taste of 'em but if I see him I'll let him know?" Guess I either look like someone she knows or else she's bat-shit nuts. Either's as likely as the other at this point, I grin toothily as she spits at my feet and start pacing in small counter-circles. "I feel like I'm in a scene from the Outsiders or something. Still not sure who I'm supposed to let know you're going to feed him his own genitals though."

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 9:17:17 AM)
~what you think this is funny?~ *she leans in and talks even softer in his ear like a soft breeze tickling his mind she speaks a few words in japanese then stands back*~ that is a promise~

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 9:21:27 AM)
((lag anti post))

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 9:21:30 AM)
((dam lag))

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 9:21:33 AM)
((stabs chat))

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 9:21:37 AM)
((son of a bitch))

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 9:21:40 AM)
((stabs again))

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 9:21:43 AM)
((kicks it))

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 9:21:46 AM)
(damit))

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 9:21:50 AM)
((kicks again))

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 9:21:54 AM)
(9stabs again))

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 9:21:59 AM)
((shakes it))

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 9:22:01 AM)
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Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 9:22:14 AM)
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Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 9:22:21 AM)
((sorry I lagged out))

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 9:22:58 AM)
"Yeah, kinda funny. Kinda weird." I grin to her. "I don't speak Japanese or whatever that was but I'm suspecting we got off on a wrong foot here somewhere. I'm not out to get you and definately don't work for a guy who wants to chow himself."

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 9:23:47 AM)
*snorts not beleiving him one bit she turns and starts to walk away flicking him off*

Jimi Little (Jun 11, 2011 9:24:13 AM)
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Jimi Little (Jun 11, 2011 9:25:04 AM)
*wakes up and climbs out from under a park bench as the sun rises and the heat starts going up*

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 9:25:24 AM)
*is wakling away from trent flicking him off holding a book*

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 9:27:19 AM)
I watch her go and laugh to myself some. She's bat-shit, I'm certain of it, and I shake my head a little as I call out "I appreciate the sentiment but don't even know your name!"

Jimi Little (Jun 11, 2011 9:27:29 AM)
*yawns and notices some girly flipping off someone...he grins as it seems the world is already showing a certain bit of pessimism even this early in the morning* Wow.....how fun is that

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 9:28:10 AM)
*she raises the arm higher and makes a show of the middle finger at Trent as she walks away from him wispering to herself* ~pervert~

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 9:29:55 AM)
"I see my charm is overly potent." I comment to myself, still chuckling. "Have a good one whoever you are."

Jimi Little (Jun 11, 2011 9:30:20 AM)
*chuckles a bit and pulls out his toothbrush and toothpaste and asks Samantha as she passes closer, nodding his head at the guy over yonder* weenie-wagger?

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 9:30:48 AM)
*she cant even enjoy a nice peacefulday with out some fucking pervert showing up andruining it, she thinks to herself as she walks from the park heading to her car*

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 9:31:03 AM)
((DL))

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 9:31:15 AM)
((DLP sorry I just saw Jimi post hold on reading it))

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 9:32:35 AM)
*she reaches and grabs her nose stepping away from Jimi and ins a soft voice* ~ ew!~

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 9:34:02 AM)
Watching the second guy get brushed off too I just laugh louder, thinking that gal's got a few screws loose or is on some grade A dope.

Jimi Little (Jun 11, 2011 9:35:46 AM)
wow....and I was even on your side until just a second ago. I hope you never go to New York lady.....youd get killed in less than a day there for having your nose that far up into the air. But since Im a forgiving sort....have a nice fuckin' day *smiles and walks over towards Trent*

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 9:37:50 AM)
"She's a bit loco." I comment to the new guy, sniffing the air again casually. "Harmless enough, prolly on drugs."

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 9:38:59 AM)
*shake her head she just dont get this place with all the dirt perves around. She reaches down and puts the ear peice back in so she can listen to music. She heads voer to the hood of her 1968 cadilac herse and climbs up on it and sits beging to read her comic again*

Jimi Little (Jun 11, 2011 9:39:40 AM)
Naw *looks back at her* shes an emo girl, probably from the midwest somewhere...parents got money and shes spoiled *noting the car she sits on*

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 9:41:34 AM)
"Hey hey... that's a nice Cadi!" I whistle. "Too bad it's got an ice queen to go with it eh?"

Jimi Little (Jun 11, 2011 9:42:05 AM)
*puts some toothpaste on the brush and starts to brush his teeth* mmmffff......*as he tries to say something completely unintelligable*

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 9:42:31 AM)
"Sure, it's a hearse... but that's vintage." And now this dude's brushing his teeth in the park? Crazies everywhere.

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 9:43:03 AM)
*she sits on the hood of her car reading her comic book*

Jimi Little (Jun 11, 2011 9:43:07 AM)
(heh, he climbed out from under a bench...obviously homeless)

Jimi Little (Jun 11, 2011 9:44:14 AM)
*puts the brush and paste away after swallowing the toothpaste, waste not want not after all* I wouldnt want a gas guzzler like that. Bad for Mother Nature that thing is

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 9:45:07 AM)
"Could always bother her some more." I grin, sarcastically, seriously considering it. "She is just sitting there. Of course, she might also have a gun which'd ruin my night pretty quick."

Jimi Little (Jun 11, 2011 9:46:24 AM)
I doubt it...probably does have a taser though. Doing the electric boogaloo sucks so you may as well leave her be.

Jimi Little (Jun 11, 2011 9:47:15 AM)
By the way...what did you say to her to piss her off?

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 9:47:43 AM)
"I told her that her book looked morbidly funny. Then she thought I worked for some dude she was planning on feeding his own balls to. From there it was just even more good times."

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 9:47:56 AM)
*giggles as she reads more of her comic turnign the page her legs are crossed as she sits on the hood of her classic car*

Jimi Little (Jun 11, 2011 9:48:24 AM)
ok...so maybe emo AND crazy. what a fun combination

Jimi Little (Jun 11, 2011 9:49:15 AM)
makes me wish I had a potato

Jack Schmidt (Jun 11, 2011 9:49:47 AM)
*Gets up and heads off again*

Jack Schmidt (Jun 11, 2011 9:49:49 AM)
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Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 9:50:22 AM)
*after she finishes her comic she gets off the hood of her car and removes her back pack putting the book away then opens the car door putting the back pack into the car*

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 9:50:30 AM)
"She'd probably be nice if she weren't nuckin' futs." I laugh, then look at him quizzically. "Why a potato?"

Jimi Little (Jun 11, 2011 9:51:24 AM)
shove that up her tailpipe and see how she likes it....*stops and thinks* the cars tailpipe...not hers. Harmless prank. Exhaust backs up and the car wont run. To fix it, you just gott pull the spud back out but you have to find it first

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 9:52:28 AM)
*she moves to the grass and begins a stretching ruitine of slow movements*

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 9:53:05 AM)
"Hahaha!" The initial way it sounded more than his actual meaning cracks me up. I watch her move around over there as she starts stretching too. "Uh oh man, she heard ya, she might be limbering up for an ass-whoopin' on us."

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 9:55:07 AM)
*after she finishes the stretches she moves toa few calistenics to get ehr heart rate up then begins slow practiced movements, Each movement ending witha snap, a punch combination thne spins into a kick combination then punch as she she completes the sets she begins them over again but faster each time*

Jimi Little (Jun 11, 2011 9:55:28 AM)
doubt it...slow like that would be Tai chi...thats defensive. But its hard to get through. I watch folks do that all the time in one of the downtown parks and its pretty wild. I practice with them when I can

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 9:59:09 AM)
"Huh... y'know, that actually looks like she knows what she's doing too." My own style is less than formal, simple brawling, but I can recognize slop from real stuff. "Wonder where she learned that... and when she was normal enough to actually take instructions."

Jimi Little (Jun 11, 2011 10:01:33 AM)
Yeah...you look like youd be more comfortable with an axe in your hand anyhow

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 10:01:35 AM)
*She continues the ruitine speeding up then once she is fast as she can go with the smoothe movemetns she stops some sweat beging to form then she moves to ehr car and grabs some wieghts that velcro to her wrist and ankles, then slips a weighted vest on returnign to the grassy area, then begins slow movement of the form but now weighted focused on each of the steps of each combination going slow, forceful and working on smooth movement*

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 10:03:52 AM)
"Heh, hands-on myself if it comes to it." I wander somewhat closer as I watch her train. "Yeah, definately knows what she's doing. Surprised she didn't take a shot at me way she was circling!"

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 10:05:14 AM)
*she pushes her self with this slow movement until she reaches muscle failsure then as she cant do much more she releases her vest and weights and sits witha sigh reaching voer and grabbing ehr bottled water and pours some over her head and sips some of it*

Jimi Little (Jun 11, 2011 10:06:42 AM)
hold on a second *walks over towards the girl and nods to her* The vest is a good idea but you might want to try chain mail. It would flow more smoothly and if you belt it at the waist, it will keep your center of gravity and thus your balance point a bit lower

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 10:08:28 AM)
I follow Jimi at a little bit of a distance, figuring this'll probably just set her off again. Don't know much about wearing armor or that... huh, I normally just smack people really hard until they stop moving. It's worked so far.

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 10:08:35 AM)
*she breaths slowly and removes ehr sunglasses showing black eyes that the make up does not cover as she obviously just glares at him but says nothign as she sips her water after her work out*

Jimi Little (Jun 11, 2011 10:13:08 AM)
*chuckles* fine...never mind then. *looks to Trent* I give up. Some people you couldnt give water to if they were dying of thirst just to spite you. *walks away*

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 10:13:41 AM)
"Nice shiners." I see the two black eyes atop her same previously oh-so-friendly face. "You still in crazy mode or did your workout sweat that out?"

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 10:13:56 AM)
*watches him go and says after him softly* ~ dick~

Jimi Little (Jun 11, 2011 10:14:22 AM)
(laters folks)

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 10:14:36 AM)
(Later Jimi!)

Jimi Little (Jun 11, 2011 10:14:36 AM)
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Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 10:15:54 AM)
I watch Jimi walk off then look back to her, head cocked slightly not unlike a curious dog. "Y'know, he didn't have a bad point. Even after being a bit cold he was offerin' you advice."

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 10:15:59 AM)
*she looks at trent and flicks him off*

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 10:21:50 AM)
"Cute." I tilt my head back and chuckle, looking at her again with a feral glint in my eye. "You've got a wide range of expressions there. I've seen the flick off, the cold stare, the martial artist... got the murderous serial killer next?"

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 10:24:38 AM)
*she rolls her eyes and stands grabbing her wieghted vest and weights and heads for her herse*

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 10:26:17 AM)
"Can't help but feel after tonight we've got this bond." I joke sarcastically, watching her walk to her hearse again, shaking my head and chuckling. "Nice hearse though. Who ya got in the back? JFK?"

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 10:28:03 AM)
*she opens the car door and places her gear into it and looks at him, he would note there was a coffin in the back* ~ not funny~

Jack Rims (Jun 11, 2011 10:31:00 AM)
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Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 10:31:04 AM)
"Ah, sorry, I thought I was. Nice coffin though." Hell... is it bad to admit I wouldn't be surprised if there -was- someone in there? "Do I get the name of the lady giving me the bord non-stop at least?"

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 10:31:12 AM)
bird*

Jack Rims (Jun 11, 2011 10:31:29 AM)
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Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 10:31:44 AM)
*she jsut gives him the dirty look not saying in thing and is obviously frustrated*

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 10:33:27 AM)
"Well, mine's Trent." I continue, grinning, still having fun. "Nice to meet you Mysteriosa."

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 10:34:26 AM)
*rolls her eyes and climbs into her car.* ~ fucking perve~

Jack Rims (Jun 11, 2011 10:35:13 AM)
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Jack Rims (Jun 11, 2011 10:35:23 AM)
(mind if i hop in? :) )

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 10:35:30 AM)
((not at all..lol come on in))

Jack Rims (Jun 11, 2011 10:36:19 AM)
(sweet :) )

Jack Rims (Jun 11, 2011 10:37:05 AM)
*JAck was on a bench using it as a bed apparently, a newspaper covering his face from the sun, he was too tall though and his legs hung off abit*

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 10:37:45 AM)
*she grabs a towel and whipes ehrself down glaring at trent, drops the towell into her car she stands and walks up to him and speaks in a soft dark forboding voice of Doom. [ro so she feels it to be]*~ what is your problem. do you want me to feed you your balls like I will your boss. fucking minioins~ *turns shaking ehr head*

Jack Rims (Jun 11, 2011 10:38:46 AM)
(O_O wow ive never seen sammy stand up like that before!)

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 10:38:57 AM)
"Again with the perv talk." Can't imagine I someone had the misfortune to walk in on her changing or something. "Someone hurt you in a relationship or something and now you hate men? I'd rather you not touch me there, thanks so much. We just met after all. Usually I at least ask for breakfast first. Who's my boss again?"

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 10:39:07 AM)
((she has two weeks to be liek that still until she reverts to her old self...lol))

Jack Rims (Jun 11, 2011 10:39:25 AM)
(aroo?)

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 10:39:43 AM)
((Trent's high rage isn't helping matters either >.>))

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 10:41:25 AM)
*snorts then reaches into her car and pulls out jumper cables and slips a large knife into her belt then pops the ghood of her car, lifting it up and setting the thing in place to hold the hood up, then reaches in starting the car*

Jack Rims (Jun 11, 2011 10:42:21 AM)
*Jack started to wakewith a yawn as he balled upthe newspaper sitting up and looking around to get his barings as he rubbed his eyes *

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 10:43:22 AM)
Now that's a big sticker! I watch her, curious, wondering if she indeed needs a jump where she's planning on getting it from. Or maybe she's going to commit painful and electrifying suicide?

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 10:43:47 AM)
*she slips some platic off the handle of a black ground wire then clips the red end to the body of the car, handing trent that altered black end as she grabs the other end of the starter cables*

Jack Rims (Jun 11, 2011 10:45:11 AM)
*He then noticed Samy and what was it.....umm trent or something, he stood up and smiled, as he stood and would slowly approach as she was scared of em and all that, he was in some baggy cut off jean shorts and a black wife beater*

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 10:45:46 AM)
((Gd not another rage 5 *shakes head at ehr doom...lol**))

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 10:46:12 AM)
I shift my grip to the covered part off the altered and raise an eyebrow at her. "That would... definately be one of the more interesting ways to die." I catch Jack out of the corner of my eye and nod to him.

Jack Rims (Jun 11, 2011 10:46:16 AM)
(Dun Dun Duuuuuun!)

Jack Rims (Jun 11, 2011 10:47:31 AM)
*he nodded to him and offered that winning grin of his, and smiled* Well Fancy seeing you here Ms. Samy *he smiled, that sad look in his eyes, damn puppy love! He tryed to squish it!* How are...*then he saw the knife and such* Umm....yea

Jack Rims (Jun 11, 2011 10:50:26 AM)
(Poor Jack just cant win lol)

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 10:50:56 AM)
*she looks at him, then glances at Jack and begins to shake her head and talk to herself in japanese looking back at her car, then takes the other end of the cables and puts the red on the black and blackon the red IE black cable is now hot wire not ground and looks back at Trent then glares at jack ebfore reverting ehr gaze back to trent*

Halya (Jun 11, 2011 10:52:30 AM)
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Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 10:53:10 AM)
"Samy? Your name's Samy? How hard was that to say... YOW!" Electricity courses through the wire and my whole body tenses with it. Teeth grit and with a loud growl I force my body back, stumbling to break the electrified grip on the cable and hitting the ground on my read. Looking at my hand I see the redness of the flesh there, a faint bit of smoke rising off it. The electricity pulsed through my heart and now that the pain fades it's replaced with dull, throbbing rage. "Nice gal friend you have here Jack."

Jack Rims (Jun 11, 2011 10:55:13 AM)
*He put his hands up and blinked dropping his jaw* What the fuck man? Ummm yea....this aint the same chick i knew before *he blinked* Uhhh *he took trent by the arm and pulled him off to the side* I dont get it...*he whispered* last time i saw her she was scared shitless now ...this?

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 10:55:13 AM)
*she smiles and removes the cable from her battery and pulls it back to her coiling it up and slipping the plastic back on her black cables handles as she looks at trent* ~ now fuck off perve and tell that little bitch who you work for I have more of that waiting for him~ *she turns and opens her car door*

Halya (Jun 11, 2011 10:55:49 AM)
She flutters into the park to perch somewhere, taking a good look around inquisitively,

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 10:57:56 AM)
"She's high as a kite or some shit." I snarl to Jack, flexing the fingers and feeling my claws itch beneath them. The urge is there, especially with the full moon so close, to knock her ass over the hood of that car and go for the throat with a vengeance. I breath in once or twice, bringing said urge under control. "Your natural charm must have made you a good sprinter there Samy."

Jack Rims (Jun 11, 2011 10:59:27 AM)
*he whispered* Easy bro....easy, its gettin to me too but not here.....not right now *he glanced to samy and shook his head* I dunno if its drugs orsome other shit, less then a week ago she was scared of bein touched

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 11:00:56 AM)
*she puts her cables away and looks at him with a very cold look as if she was fighting to control her vert urge to do somethign else as her arm is shaking and with out ehr knowing she had pulled the knife and with a soft cold voice she starts to speak in japanses before forcing herself to switch to english again* ~ I see he sent another minion~ *she glares at jack then looks back at trent* ~ now fuck off both of you beofre I feed him your calls also~ *then her arms shaking with blatant hatred she moves to slip into her drivers side door*

Jack Rims (Jun 11, 2011 11:02:32 AM)
Sam....what in the world are ya talken about? Who sent who? Noones my boss Samy *now he was starting to get abit worried* Ya cant go pullen knives on people Sam....*he would look at her, his own rage was so close to thesurface right now*

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 11:03:15 AM)
"I'm good. Not going to... do anything." I take a deep huff through my nostrils. Not going to... despite all desire and instinct telling me to. Seeing that knife... the urge is doubly strong. My skin feels like it's on fucking fire with the desire to change shape. "But yeah... it's been ball feeding this and perv that and minion something. She a friend of yours? I'd get her some rehab 'fore she ends up in lock up or in the ground."

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 11:04:21 AM)
*she flicks them both off and climbs into her drivers side of the car and realizes she forgot to lower the hood of her car and gets out of the car again cussing at herself and quickly moves to the front of her car shitting her hood then making her way back to the drivers door*

Jack Rims (Jun 11, 2011 11:05:03 AM)
I dunno *and he frowned* Sam what has gottewn into you? Why you being like this? *he would help her put her hood down*

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 11:05:39 AM)
*she hisses at him when he gets close and shuts it on her own and quickly backs away from him defensively as she backs for her car door*

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 11:06:45 AM)
"Watch for the knife." I caution him. Evidently this isn't his same friend or the same brain in her noggin. Watching her hiss, knowing Jack's an ahroun too... the curse? Could that be it? Are we over-riding her brain? "Like you said man...give her space 'fore you do something you'd regret too."

Halya (Jun 11, 2011 11:07:35 AM)
She watches the encounter, canting her head to the side, hopping on her perch and cackling. A claw came up to scratch her nostril as she takes it all in.

Jack Rims (Jun 11, 2011 11:08:13 AM)
*he growled catching her arm* What the hells wrong with you samy? *his rage getting to him from the growl* I aint here to hurt you, i aint workin for fucken nobody, whats goin on Sam?

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 11:09:53 AM)
*she spins rolling her arm expertly from his grip and steps back quickly knife at the ready as she quickly tries to get to her drivers side door* her voice hard and a soft whisper* ~ touch me again and If I dont cut your balls off and feed them my Wendy Bird will you fucking perve~

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 11:11:11 AM)
And then instead of giving space, he goes hands on with the psycho chick. Great. Either one of us could turn her into hamburger but in the middle of a public park that might draw some unwanted attention plus it's not necessary to kill her... despite what the rage urges me on to. "She's tripping dude, LSD or PCP or something. Unless you wanna get into a knife fight with her just back off her man. It's not worth the headache."

Jack Rims (Jun 11, 2011 11:11:15 AM)
Perve? *he growled8 I did nothign to you to be a perve *he growled hitting the side of her car without thinking* All i did was grab yer damn arm

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 11:13:09 AM)
*looks at the new mar on her perfect car her head snaps towards him eyes flashing in rage* ~ you fucking bitch you hit my car~....*growls* ~ yes fucking perk you fucking touched me. you fucking always go after me .. every fucking night you fucking try to touch me~ *she is shaking a lot right now each word pure venom rolls from her toung as she speaks her passionate hatred is felt in her words*

Halya (Jun 11, 2011 11:14:16 AM)
Seeing as there seems to be the potential for a fight here, she takes a moment to check over the park for any hidden enemies. This could get really hairy. [06/11/11 15:12:17 Halya rolls 10 dice vs. diff of 6 to enemy ways: 8, 1, 4, 1, 3, 2, 10, 10, 10, 2 : 2 successes]

Jack Rims (Jun 11, 2011 11:15:28 AM)
*He felt that beasty grow as his left eye twitched* I do not! I was only trying to be yer god damn friend! *he looked to trent and turned oh so help her if she drew that knife of hers, he stormed back towards the park, taking in a deeeeep breath to try and calm himself*

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 11:16:29 AM)
I step closer, somewhat between the two of them, ready to knock him back if he starts to show signs of losing more control. Luna knows I empathize but it's not worth breaching the litany or spilling her blood, especially if he's saying she's not herself. "Leave it be Jack. If she's on something it'll wear off... there's a good man."

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 11:17:10 AM)
*she watches him head back into the park and she is shaking in anger as she watches trent very defensively as she moves towards her car and gets ready to climb into her drivers side seat*~ fuck you both fucking perves~* she says as she gets into the car*

Jack Rims (Jun 11, 2011 11:17:54 AM)
*he bitchs away as he storms thru the park* (i need to make a rage check....fark, whats the diff? You know trent?)

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 11:18:10 AM)
((lol))

Halya (Jun 11, 2011 11:18:33 AM)
[5 for Gibbous moon]

Jack Rims (Jun 11, 2011 11:18:51 AM)
(oh boy *crosses fingers* please no frenzy please no frenzy!)

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 11:19:25 AM)
((lol...I'll moveafter your roll))

Jack Rims (Jun 11, 2011 11:19:38 AM)
(lol hes soooo spending a wp to not frenzy >.>)

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 11:19:49 AM)
((lol ROTFL))

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 11:20:03 AM)
((dont you have to declare wp before the roll...lol))

Jack Rims (Jun 11, 2011 11:20:09 AM)
(4sux...is that good or bad? lol)

Halya (Jun 11, 2011 11:20:13 AM)
The two guys seemed to be the most dangerous present, and she knew better than to try and get in the way of a rabid dog. She hops from foot to foot cackling madly.

Jack Rims (Jun 11, 2011 11:20:20 AM)
(i did cause i declared it before i rolled :P)

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 11:20:34 AM)
((aweosme so 4 success is god right?))

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 11:20:39 AM)
((good))

Jack Rims (Jun 11, 2011 11:21:04 AM)
( i think so >.>)

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 11:21:09 AM)
((For the sake of theme let's just say he made it))

Jack Rims (Jun 11, 2011 11:21:16 AM)
(lmao yea :P)

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 11:21:31 AM)
((lol yeah ))

Halya (Jun 11, 2011 11:21:46 AM)
[06/11/11 15:19:48 Jack Rims rolls 5 dice vs. diff of 5 to rage check!: 4, 8, 10, 7, 4 ,W: 4 successes <- not right. You spend WP after the Rage roll to give you time to move away from the source of the issue. Rage it is better to get FEWER successes than 4, because at 4 you frenzy. 6 means you thrall.]

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 11:22:06 AM)
I look around, hearing some fucking bird cackling like mad. I can't see it in the dark though so I don't pay it any more mind. "Best drive on there Samy."

Jack Rims (Jun 11, 2011 11:22:43 AM)
*he paced around looking up atthe bird* Shut the fuck up ya damn bird! *he roared, and yes for the sake of my charys sanity and well not wanting him to go squich and all...*

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 11:23:07 AM)
*she sets her kniofe down next to ehr inthe car and shuts the car door, she is so pissed she has to pay and get her car fix*she puts the car in reverse and packs out then power rolls down the window and says softly sence she is not known for speaking loud and says* ~ fucking dick~ *then flicks them off as she starts to drive away*

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 11:24:54 AM)
Hearing the roar I curse low under my breath and set off after Jack to make sure he's not about to introduce some sleeping bum to his innards.

Halya (Jun 11, 2011 11:25:43 AM)
[So confused, it's night? *Laughs* Because looking at my clock it ought to be 1030 in NOLA.]

Jack Rims (Jun 11, 2011 11:26:02 AM)
*And yea as 4 does mean frenzy he would by sheer will stop it, though his body shuddered nearly going into glabro his muscules damn near bust outooooh one last thing to set the ahroun off* (its almost 11am)

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 11:26:07 AM)
((lol I thought sun was up..hmmm I think trent is on drugs again...lol))

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 11:27:10 AM)
((my bad, been up for 12 hours straight here, lol))

Halya (Jun 11, 2011 11:27:20 AM)
[It's cool.]

Jack Rims (Jun 11, 2011 11:27:45 AM)
(hold on ScaryBunny is checken something ..>.>0

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 11:27:54 AM)
*she puts some music on then holds her middle finger up at them as she pulls out of the park heading for the main street*

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 11:28:02 AM)
((k))

Jack Rims (Jun 11, 2011 11:29:55 AM)
(ok ok my bad...it was only 3suxx but because i scrwwed up and made wp with it it saw it as a autto sux so he didnt frenzy jus really PISSED)

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 11:30:50 AM)
((doom))

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 11:30:59 AM)
((son o0f a lag demon))

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 11:31:02 AM)
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Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 11:31:20 AM)
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Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 11:31:33 AM)
((sorry i lagged out the last thing I saw was my OOC post))

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 11:31:41 AM)
I remain in homid and don't rush him, letting Jack work out the rage on his own. I'm an ahroun as well and I can feel Luna's rise just as keenly as he does. It's in my soul, my heart, my very blood like battery acid. "Once you're good let's just beat it back home, grab a beer, and laugh the whole damn thing off for another day."

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 11:33:00 AM)
*she drives down the road pissed that he hit ehr car*

Jack Rims (Jun 11, 2011 11:33:19 AM)
*he growled his fists balling and unballing* I fucken liked her damnit! I didnt do a damn thing to her ! *he punched a tree whcih was about all that hede let out with his rage*

Samantha Brightstar (Jun 11, 2011 11:33:45 AM)
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Jack Rims (Jun 11, 2011 11:37:31 AM)
We need to get home....i need to get this out of my system *he looked to trent*

Halya (Jun 11, 2011 11:38:50 AM)
She flutters off and finds a good place to shift to her human form. That in order she starts to jog through the park, calling out a marching cadence she'd heard some joggers calling in unison once and thought was funny.

Kevin Llangley (Jun 11, 2011 11:38:54 AM)
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Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 11:38:56 AM)
"Let's go then. Like you said dude... she's not acting normal. We'll get back, vent it out, and life's good."

Kevin Llangley (Jun 11, 2011 11:39:12 AM)
((woohoo other browns))

Jack Rims (Jun 11, 2011 11:39:48 AM)
(bout to head to the sept dude :) )

Kevin Llangley (Jun 11, 2011 11:40:04 AM)
*pulls up to the park in his truck and parks it taking a moment to glance over the place*

Kevin Llangley (Jun 11, 2011 11:40:17 AM)
((well dam I may stick aorund longer then then head to sept))

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 11:40:39 AM)
((I'm about done sadly, work's nearly over. Trent'll go back and have a few beers though. Sorry I have to fly, hour's just getting late))

Kevin Llangley (Jun 11, 2011 11:41:00 AM)
((ah sad were do you work trent))

Jack Rims (Jun 11, 2011 11:41:03 AM)
*he nodded growlinghis body hurt, the wolf was clawing itself from the inside out* I dont know what the fuck is up with her....shes always been strange but that....that is not like her (ok he might jus try to walk it off)

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 11:41:21 AM)
((At a call center with internet access.. thanks heavens, lol))

Kevin Llangley (Jun 11, 2011 11:41:31 AM)
((lol what time is it))

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 11:41:38 AM)
((nearly 11am here))

Kevin Llangley (Jun 11, 2011 11:41:45 AM)
((ah ok))

Jack Rims (Jun 11, 2011 11:41:56 AM)
*he bit his tongue breathing slowly to calm himself*

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 11:42:31 AM)
((Later all, thanks so much for scene!))

Jack Rims (Jun 11, 2011 11:42:37 AM)
yw :) )

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 11:42:42 AM)
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Kevin Llangley (Jun 11, 2011 11:42:52 AM)
*he climbs out of his truck pausing to get his cane then shuts the truck, turning he begins to limp into the park*

Jack Rims (Jun 11, 2011 11:44:03 AM)
*he would turn off the path pacing about trying to calm himself* Im not a god damn perv *he stared at the ground*

Halya (Jun 11, 2011 11:46:00 AM)
Halya was making the most of her jog, loud as ever as she tries to remember all the marching cadences she'd heard. As she went around she kept an eye out for interesting individuals she's been watching from time to time.

Jack Rims (Jun 11, 2011 11:46:40 AM)
*she could see em off the side walk as he grumbled* I need a fucken smoke *he growled again as he headed for a known lil smokin area*

Kevin Llangley (Jun 11, 2011 11:46:43 AM)
*he had enjoyed his story telliong the night before as he had spoken to his friend. looking aorund he sees a bench and begins to limp towards it*

Jack Rims (Jun 11, 2011 11:50:28 AM)
*he would find a half smoked cigerette and lit it his eyes full of anger and his rage, he was fuming he hated getting this angry but it was starting to chill*

Kevin Llangley (Jun 11, 2011 11:51:25 AM)
* he limps over and sits witha sigh reaching out to rub his bad leg, eventually the painw ould go away he hoped but at elast it let him know he was alive*

Halya (Jun 11, 2011 11:51:54 AM)
She caught sight of one, then the next, wondering where the other guy went when she'd slipped away.

Jack Rims (Jun 11, 2011 11:53:20 AM)
*he noticed Kevin and nodded to him, he wasnt to far off but he would stay where he was, he didnt want to make an ass out of himself*

Kevin Llangley (Jun 11, 2011 11:54:21 AM)
*he would just nod not ahving accualt met Jack he did not think. but then again he tended to stick to himself as he rubbed his leg relaxing for now*

Halya (Jun 11, 2011 11:56:06 AM)
She decides to give the grouch some space and jogs up to Kevin's bench to hop up and perch on the edge of the seat. "Hey, Kevin! Do you know that guy?" She glances over Jack's way then back to the lame guy. "Is your leg hurting? Don't they have anything to fix that? It's probably have to be pretty bad if they can't, right?"

Jack Rims (Jun 11, 2011 11:56:41 AM)
(he spoke to him at the sept Kevin :P)

Jack Rims (Jun 11, 2011 11:56:53 AM)
(he was askin him about the battle that happend )

Jack Rims (Jun 11, 2011 11:57:18 AM)
*He flopped down onto the bench with a sigh as he pushed the raging beast back trying to relax*

Kevin Llangley (Jun 11, 2011 11:57:36 AM)
*he would smile up at her and nod then glances at jack* not sure if I know him hun *rub his leg some more* yeah almsot lost my leg it hurts often not fully healed. ((ah thats right )) *glances at him * Yeah I thinnk I met him the other day *shrugs * but eah my leg is pretty bad .

Halya (Jun 11, 2011 12:01:31 PM)
"Scary guy, just look at him. Doesn't he make you nervous? At all? I keep getting the impression that he's going to go completely out of his head and start murdering people. I think I should be afraid for my life, but I'm really good at the flight part of fight or flight. I'm not too keen on the fight part, not like you. You're pretty amazing, going off to war so far away and defending what you believe in. They should be singing your accolades and things like that."

Jack Rims (Jun 11, 2011 12:02:24 PM)
*he took a long drag off the smoke, glancing towards the two and stood moving off*

Jack Rims (Jun 11, 2011 12:02:27 PM)
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Kevin Llangley (Jun 11, 2011 12:03:22 PM)
*sighs and just nods not answering the feeling part* some things are not worthy rememebring *shrugs* dont know* not many care about the war

Kevin Llangley (Jun 11, 2011 12:05:53 PM)
who sings about people like me any how *sighs and rubs his leg*

Halya (Jun 11, 2011 12:07:51 PM)
"I care." She chirps cheerfully, bobbing her head with a cackle. "Why else would I be asking all this stuff about you? I'll tell others who care, and even if you don't realise it, you'll be recognised for your efforts. Those people who walk along and look your way with a smile. They know, they see what you have become and what you have done, and they know."

Kevin Llangley (Jun 11, 2011 12:09:04 PM)
*he smiles up at her* thank you. *looks over the park* it is a good thought *he sighs* I dont deserve the songs my friend who are still there *rubbing his tatoo * those we left there deserve it more then I do.

Halya (Jun 11, 2011 12:10:34 PM)
"They deserve some recognition, and proper mourning. But you came back, you can keep on telling your tale and show people that you can survive. There's a great deal you could be teaching, isn't there? Your experience can help someone else."

Kevin Llangley (Jun 11, 2011 12:11:37 PM)
*shrugs* I know something I guess I could be of some assistance but they would want my help first I just dont go offering it.

Halya (Jun 11, 2011 12:14:06 PM)
"Why not? You could save lives if you shared what you knew, didn't you know that? Just keeping it all locked up in your head and hoarding that information is irresponsible and deangerous."

Kevin Llangley (Jun 11, 2011 12:15:51 PM)
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Kevin Llangley (Jun 11, 2011 12:16:08 PM)
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Kevin Llangley (Jun 11, 2011 12:16:15 PM)
((O lagged out sorry))

Halya (Jun 11, 2011 12:16:26 PM)
[it happens]

Halya (Jun 11, 2011 12:17:15 PM)
"Why not? You could save lives if you shared what you knew, didn't you know that? Just keeping it all locked up in your head and hoarding that information is irresponsible and dangerous."

Kevin Llangley (Jun 11, 2011 12:18:23 PM)
*chuckles* no I do not mind teaching but they must first want to know

Halya (Jun 11, 2011 12:19:47 PM)
"How are they supposed to know what you can teach if you don't tell them what you know? Isn't that a catch-22? You have to let them know what you know so they can learn from you, but you won't let them know what you know till they ask you?"

Kevin Llangley (Jun 11, 2011 12:20:49 PM)
*looks at ehr and smiles* when you see me before you know me. do you think... "ah there is man with no knowledge. " or did you see a wounded warrior?

Kevin Llangley (Jun 11, 2011 12:22:40 PM)
((anti lag post))

Kevin Llangley (Jun 11, 2011 12:24:14 PM)
((doom))

Halya (Jun 11, 2011 12:24:53 PM)
"I saw a guy with a bum leg, and that meant there was a story to hear if I was willing to go get it. That doesn't mean I have any idea what it is what you can teach, even after all this talking. You've just said 'I went to war, and fought monsters and get money for thinking wrong' which isn't really helpful in explaining what you can teach unless I want to ask 'how do I fight a war?' and that's so very vague and uninteresting when I'm not really cut out for any kind of war unless it's a war of words."

Kevin Llangley (Jun 11, 2011 12:26:17 PM)
*nods then glances around* I was a scout, we look and see thigns before others go fight it. we could do a little bit of everything. while most soldiers can only do a little bit of a little.

Kevin Llangley (Jun 11, 2011 12:29:16 PM)
(9anti lag post))

Kevin Llangley (Jun 11, 2011 12:29:21 PM)
((grrr lagg again))

Halya (Jun 11, 2011 12:30:25 PM)
"A scout? That's pretty cool, means that you're good at spotting a problem and relaying a message to the rest of the team on what they might be facing, all while keeping out of the line of sight of the enemy, right?" She gris, bobbing her head excitedly as she plucks lint and hair from her clothes.

Kevin Llangley (Jun 11, 2011 12:30:49 PM)
*nods* thats the basics yes

Kevin Llangley (Jun 11, 2011 12:32:02 PM)
((anti lag post))

Kevin Llangley (Jun 11, 2011 12:34:26 PM)
((anti lag post again))

Halya (Jun 11, 2011 12:35:18 PM)
"So, I guess the question is, do you have any kind of pointers and lessons on how someone like a journalist can be a sneaky scout and get the information that needs to be out there into the world?"

Kevin Llangley (Jun 11, 2011 12:36:34 PM)
*shrugs* patience, stealth, watchful, watch for things that are out of the ordinary. i the courner of your eye says there is spomethign wrong ..then there proably is. know your suroundings , pay attention to detail, and listen.

Kevin Llangley (Jun 11, 2011 12:37:55 PM)
(anti lag post))

Halya (Jun 11, 2011 12:41:04 PM)
"Wow. You're pretty good at all that, then. I try to keep all that in my mind when I'm out and around. I even know how to guess just how far away the sirens are when I hear them off in the distance, though that's not always right because the buildings make the sound go all funny and they're moving so you have to figure out where the nearest hospital is in comparison to where you hear it and so many other things."

Kevin Llangley (Jun 11, 2011 12:41:40 PM)
((doom))

Kevin Llangley (Jun 11, 2011 12:41:45 PM)
((grr lagg))

Kevin Llangley (Jun 11, 2011 12:42:39 PM)
*nods* very true, it jsut takes time and practice to get good at all of that.

Halya (Jun 11, 2011 12:43:54 PM)
"I'm pretty good at all those things, so I guess I'll be the best reporter ever, and never get caught at all, ever. Well, i guess that's not right, you probably thought you were pretty good and now look at you."

Kevin Llangley (Jun 11, 2011 12:44:32 PM)
*chuckles* we are also the front line attack in war. we enter battle ebfore the toehrs do.

Kevin Llangley (Jun 11, 2011 12:45:38 PM)
((anti lag post))

Halya (Jun 11, 2011 12:46:54 PM)
"That doesn't sound very effective. You're the sneak guy, right? Scouting and gathering intelligence and getting the hell out of there before anyone spots you? That way the guys who're meant to be fighting can get in there and do some real damage."

Kevin Llangley (Jun 11, 2011 12:47:21 PM)
*sighs8 but in urban war we sneak in take strong poitn and hold it until others get there*

Kevin Llangley (Jun 11, 2011 12:49:59 PM)
((doom))

Kevin Llangley (Jun 11, 2011 12:51:21 PM)
((anti lag post))

Halya (Jun 11, 2011 12:51:43 PM)
She looks at him curiously, bobbing her head in a nod. "So different than just going in, making a quick survey of the terrain and slipping back out to plan?"

Kevin Llangley (Jun 11, 2011 12:52:36 PM)
*nods* we have many missions .. from scout, to amush setter, to convoy protectors, to route securing *

Kevin Llangley (Jun 11, 2011 12:53:29 PM)
((anti lag post))

Halya (Jun 11, 2011 12:53:51 PM)
"That's a lot of stuff you have to do. How do you keep it all straight?"

Kevin Llangley (Jun 11, 2011 12:54:12 PM)
practice and patience. if you dont keep it alls trait you forget and it iwll get you killed.

Halya (Jun 11, 2011 12:56:33 PM)
"I really don't want to get killed. I went into a place with some others to check it out, I warned them it didn't look too good, and we got caught. That wasn't fun, let me tell you. Thankfully, I was able to evade all attacks till the others took down the assailants."

Kevin Llangley (Jun 11, 2011 12:57:19 PM)
((anti lag post))

Kevin Llangley (Jun 11, 2011 12:57:23 PM)
(grr lag))

Kevin Llangley (Jun 11, 2011 12:57:27 PM)
(9stupid lagg)

Kevin Llangley (Jun 11, 2011 12:57:33 PM)
((grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr))

Kevin Llangley (Jun 11, 2011 12:57:36 PM)
((dang it))

Kevin Llangley (Jun 11, 2011 12:57:46 PM)
((ah come on lag))

Kevin Llangley (Jun 11, 2011 12:58:36 PM)
*nods and smiles* that is good it is never good to die. it is better to hide.

Kevin Llangley (Jun 11, 2011 12:59:23 PM)
(ive got a phone call so I am going tog et going for a bit *hus* thanks for the scene as always))

Halya (Jun 11, 2011 12:59:42 PM)
[aight, ciao]

Kevin Llangley (Jun 11, 2011 12:59:49 PM)
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Halya (Jun 11, 2011 12:59:52 PM)
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