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• Feldwebel Sebastian "Steinbock" Krautz

  

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  March 17, 2012 3:44:17 PM EDT

  *helps you up* Easy now.
  Yes I did, sir. It's only fair that I address the leader properly. And the 60mph was about...erm...you know... *points to Yolandi*
• Crimson X

  

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  March 17, 2012 3:51:32 PM EDT

  Stop that, it's annoying... Wha...? What are you going on about? *Chokes, then lightbulb.* Oh, that... well... 60 mph? I wasn't doing THAT... I... She... just snuggled up to me...
• Feldwebel Sebastian "Steinbock" Krautz

  

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  March 17, 2012 4:03:20 PM EDT

  You took a nice shot to the neck earlier. Are you alright? *checks your neck*
  By the way, si-...Crim. The soldier is a mercenary. He was hired to kill us.
• Crimson X

  

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  March 17, 2012 4:17:39 PM EDT

  I'll be fine... I patched it up myself. *Shows the bangage.* It was a smaller caliber and it didn't puncture much of my throat, though I lost a lot of blood.
  Yes, I know this. Who do you think brought him in? Adam? He's just getting back from the sounds of it...
• Grinder Austen Ward

  

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  March 17, 2012 4:25:13 PM EDT

  *wakes up and looks at crim* come back to bed crim I'm sleepy
• Feldwebel Sebastian "Steinbock" Krautz

  

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  March 17, 2012 4:30:57 PM EDT

  *keeps my attention focused on Crimson, and talks quietly* Look, I'll try to clean up this place the best I can. We got some new armament from the mercs that attacked, including the vehicles. Not to mention more. You should rest, sir.
• Grinder Austen Ward

  

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  March 17, 2012 4:34:04 PM EDT

  (so this feels like we are running anarchy 99)
• Aydam Greymane

  

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  March 17, 2012 4:38:20 PM EDT

  Adam walks up to Crimson. "Glad you're among the living." He rubs the spot where he got shot.
• Grinder Austen Ward

  

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  March 17, 2012 4:42:33 PM EDT

  *looks hopefully at crim*
  Purr?
• Crimson X

  

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  March 17, 2012 4:58:47 PM EDT

  ((Where I got shot or you?))
  Yeah, nice to see you too, but you look a bit weathered yourself.
  *Turns to Luventius.* Put the vehicles in the garages of the barracks down the street. The warehouses next to the barracks should be able to house the rest. And stop calling me sir...
  *Looks to Yolandi.* Yes, I'm tired too... *I get back into the bed and continue cuddling Yolandi quietly.*
• Aydam Greymane

  

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  March 17, 2012 5:00:23 PM EDT

  "Yeah... shot, sliced, and shot again." He sits down, pulling out the computer and hooking up the flashdrive.
• Grinder Austen Ward

  

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  March 17, 2012 5:01:43 PM EDT

  *licks crims wound methodically and gently*
• Crimson X

  

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  March 17, 2012 5:03:03 PM EDT

  Mmm... someone's... *Coughs quietly.* trying to prove themselves... *Said in a sing-song tone.*
• Crimson X

  

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  March 17, 2012 5:03:53 PM EDT

  ((That was directed at Adam...))
• Grinder Austen Ward

  

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  March 17, 2012 5:05:07 PM EDT

  Lick lick lick
• Aydam Greymane

  

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  March 17, 2012 5:05:58 PM EDT

  "Well, it's nothing I'm not used to... you should have seen what I had to do to get a job with the Alpha Gamma." He groans, remembering.
• Feldwebel Sebastian "Steinbock" Krautz

  

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  March 17, 2012 5:17:41 PM EDT

  *walks downstairs, and outside, using a humvee to the best of my abilities to drive around and gather up the weapons, uniforms, and anything else that can be used. I stop for a while to find one of the mercenaries in ballistic armor, which I happily take and equip*
• Crimson X

  

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  March 17, 2012 5:47:34 PM EDT

  *Begins to fade out everything but healing and sleep.*
  Mmmmmm... that feels good, Yolandi...
• Aydam Greymane

  

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  March 17, 2012 6:07:58 PM EDT

  Adam opens the computer and opens it. He goes back on the encrypted channel. "Alpha Foxtrot to Alpha Gamma, do you read?" He speaks into the computer.
  
  "10-4, Alpha Foxtrot, continue." The voice on the other side replies.
  
  "Deal went bad, customers resting in peace, have money and product." He gives the situation.
  
  "Report to Rendezvous point Juliet at zero-six hundred hours."
  
  "Roger, over and out." He closes out the communicater.
• Crimson X

  

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  March 17, 2012 6:45:10 PM EDT

  {Human strapped into bed on main level, whom we shall call Trasti, which means "Dependable." Chosen for a reason...}
  *Tries to begin to scoot near the knife stuck in the wall by the fox.*
  Rgh...
• Feldwebel Sebastian "Steinbock" Krautz

  

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  March 17, 2012 6:56:05 PM EDT

  *after a tiring five minutes of scavenging and excitement, in addition to 5 more for spending the time to remove and equip the ballistic gear, I park both of the humvees in the barracks as instructed, and I walk back to the manor. I climb the stairs once I make it back to check on Crimson and the others*
• Crimson X

  

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  March 17, 2012 7:22:48 PM EDT

  {Trausti}
  Mph... Mph
  *Tries to grab knife, but is too far away yet. Continues inching closer. Finally grabs the knife and cuts away the restraints, then undos the remainder of the restraints manually. Puts the knife away in the usual place in belt. Sneaks around and finds the kitchen downstairs. Eats some bread and then goes back to the bed to sit down and wait for the discovery that he's escaped, but remains.*
• Grinder Austen Ward

  

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  March 17, 2012 7:46:51 PM EDT

  *licks lower and vanishes under the covers.* (thats all ill say)
• Feldwebel Sebastian "Steinbock" Krautz

  

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  March 17, 2012 7:47:35 PM EDT

  Psh..when that crazy fox wakes up, he'll hate soooo much...*puts a .45 in a chest holster, keeping the other on my leg. I dig into a small backpack where I put my previous gear and take the bayonet out, and attaches the sheath to a chest plate on the left pectoral simply by clicking it in place. After fiddling around with the new armor making sure I'm comfortable and accessorized, I decide to check on the prisoner, only to find that he is free*
  *leans by the doorway with crossed arms, right hand ready to pull out the bayonet when needed* How you manage to do that? Free yourself and all.
• Crimson X

  

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  March 17, 2012 8:01:01 PM EDT

  *Growls in some small discomfort in sleep, dreams suddenly disturbed.*
  Ugh... Gah... No... no... NO! *Swipes the air momentarily, then settles.*
  MmmMMmmMM... Warmth...
  
  {Trausti}
  The... the fox must have left my knife in the wall... I saw it and I scooted over...
  *Stammers.* I... I wasn't going to run. I know where I was wrong before...