Waiting

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"Do I look it? If I do, then I'm afraid it's a deception." Jaelin replied as he approached the huge woman. He seemed rather nonchalant about the whole situation, and breathed an amused little sigh when he tilted his head back to stare at her. "Drank a lot of milk when you were a kid didn't you?"

The soldier tilted his head toward @Hishamori. "Ma'am, if you're joining us on this little escapade, then it's best to get kitted up. You too [member="Riley Stryker"]. Meet me at Hanger B in fourty, alright?"

The First Sergeant folded his arms behind his back, and cracked a small, though not ill meaning grin up at [member="Nevaeh Krytal"]. "I'm just going to assume you're not one of the scientists, eh, sweetheart? Grave robber, perhaps?"

 

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"Yes, sir!" Riley replied back to the sergeant and jogged back to the barracks. Once he arrived there he immediately went to the armory and picked up the following items: two frags, two concussion grenades, and a backpack full of grenades and ammo. Once he was done on packing up he went to hangar B and waited for the others to come. The soldier hated waiting but it was worth it.

[member="Jaelin Nekovich"]

 

[Nevaeh Krytal]

Nevaeh huffed down at the soldier. Her mouth remained twisted in an unamused smile as she watched them prepare for something or other. She could be of valuable use to them, if they were doing something worth her while of course. He still called her sweetheart. It riled her up something terrible, but after years of practice she was able to control her anger. After all, if he was who she thought he was she couldn't afford to waste this meeting. She lent her body against a rock lazily, draping one arm over her stomach. Her features softened, her frown turned into a neutral glance that locked onto Jaelin. "Sure. We could call it that. And who and what are you, exactly?" Her eyes found his with a stern but curious look worked into them. "And what are you preparing for?"

[member="Jaelin Nekovich"]

 

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"A dance party, of course." Jaelin stated deadpan. He watched as Stryker went off to do Stryker things, ad exhaled a heavy sigh. "Burning out the bathrobe brigade. The Sith are all holed up down south. We're going to flush them out."


The soldier's arms slipped over his shoulders, and his head tilted back partway. "And I need to hurry up and prep, I suppose. Why so curious, ma'am?'

[member="Nevaeh Krytal"]

 

[Rookie]

Rookie stood back behind the Sergeant silent he hadn't spoken in a while he just sat there, burning a bridge how nice, but that seemed too slow. Rookie looked at the Sergeant "umm sir wouldn't it be easier to just blow up the bridge instead of burning it?" Rookie wasn't the greatest strategist but he asked anyway.

((OCC: Sorry for taking a while.))

[member="Jaelin Nekovich"]