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Lieutenant Dwyer Glory snorted, "Of course it makes it okay in your broken eyes." She nodded as he kept talking, "You do. For one, you're too soft. 3 opportunities to kill, none taken. Shameful." Glory frowned slightly at him, and quipped, "I'm 5'8, actually. That makes you, what, 10 inches taller than me? 11? And I wouldn't say I'm smaller, maybe more compact than you." She said with a sly grin, then couldn't help but laugh at his flawless accent, and fired back in a perfect French accent, "Well, my father happens to be King Henry the... ninth." Forgetting how many(too many, in her opinion) King Henry's there'd been. "Hmm, no, on second thought, I don't like the sound of that. Definitely not sweet. I may have to break your other ribs to prove it." She teased and threatened at the same time. "I actually agree with you this time, I want hot chocolate. I regret taking a cold shower earlier." She said, sighing. Oh well. |
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General Anubis +++ Leo snorted quietly before casting a glare at her. "You DO realize if I ACTUALLY would've killed you- you'd be DEAD!?" He asked with a huff. "If it would've been a REAL fight, I would've killed you the first chance." He added haughtily, then let out an offended scoff. "Don't even suggest I'm only 10 inches taller. Of course it's 11! Don't insult my amazingly achieved 6'7" of height, please." He scoffed again, then snorted heavily. "More compact? Yeah. Right. We allllll see that. Next thing you'll be saying is you can benchpress more than me." He teased, his tone sarcastic. Rather honestly, he hadn't tried to benchpress anything since he was- 19. 8 years ago. +Holy moly with mackerel flavored rattlesnakes on top+ he thought in awe. Had it really been that long? After a second thought, he confirmed it had. Yeesh. He had JUST gotten his powers then, which meant he'd be much stronger now. He would have to look up how much he benchpressed. Obviously, it would've been an astounding number, but he bet he could lift another... thousand or so pounds, maybe. Using his ability, of course- no normal human could lift that much. Yeesh. At her French accent, his eyebrows shot up with respect. "Ha, you do realize if my brother is Prince Charles, that my mother is Queen Elizabeth, correct?" He asked in another perfect British accent, hitting every messed up a (I apologize to all you people from England, this is just a joke XDD). He started to protest against the sweet thing, but he then relieved how getting his ribs broken had felt- and he momentarily shut up. "Since I'm much too dignified to fight back, I'll just have to refrain from calling you Glory Sweet-Yet-Really-Violent-And-Cruel Dwyer." He made a face, then shivered. "Gah, why would you take a cold shower!? Brr! That sounds like self inflicted torture!" He exclaimed, shivering again and wishing warm water didn't taste so disgusting. |
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'General Simara' Adder simara -x- Adder looked back at General Rouge and then turned back towards a large flight platform. "We are going to find some plans" she said, not explaining any further. "Hurry up! I don't know if they have moved yet" she said, changing quickly. Growing into an enormous size, with Emerald green and white spots. She jumped off the flying platform and opened her wings, letting herself sit on a gust of wind, "follow me" she said, remembering in what area of the forest they were in. She flew down to the edge of the forest and twisted to look at General Rouge, we will have to go on foot from here, we have a better chance of getting to them in a human avatars."
-x- 'Sector leader Simara' Ozark Simara -x- Ozarks breathing started to slow down into a comfortable rhythm, he was starting to fall asleep. Ozark yawned before tossing, slowly, and covering himself with the blanket again, he went to say goodnight to General Rouge, but then stopped, he was to tired. |
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'General Rogue' Adrien Romanov -x- Adrien had followed her down, and was now human, walking with her. He wasn't limping or anything, considering what pain was he feeling? Adrien walked beside her and eyed her. 'Simara. Don't be vague. What are they?" He asked, hating that he was being left in the dark. Well, not hating really. Really just annoyed. He noticed Ozark hadn't responded though. And considering he had a head injury, that was slightly concerning. But he pushed that aside, deciding to just continue walking with Simara still. |
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'General Simara' Adder simara -x- "isn't it clear? They are corrupted ones!" She whispered rashly at him, "now shut it, you will scare them away before we can see those plans" she said, creeping forward, trying not to be brushed by the nosier plants. She heard a sound coming from in front of her, it sounded like people laughing. She ducked down quickly, being General Rouge down with her. "At night time I am going to go sneak in, redraw their map on this--" she held up a sheet of paper "-And you will cover me, ok?" She said, "till then, we will need to camp out not to far from here" |
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'General Rogue' Adrien Romanov -x- Adrien glared at her. "I'm going to be the nicest I can about this Simara. This is stupid. Why. The. Fuck!? We should not be back here, we almost just died." He growled at her in a whisper, but he snapped his fingers, readying to cover her. He wasn't stupid. She'd do it anyway, which was totally totally stupid. But he wasn't too different either. Adrien looked at her with a glare. "Well??? If you wanna be like that, do it fast." He growled at her again, glaring as he camouflaged herself, and snuck over to a tree, which had a better spot to cover Simara. |
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'General Simara' Adder simara -x- Adder glared back at him, "they have battle plans, plans I am eager to grab" she said, sneaking away on silent feet. She moved around to the west side of the camp, a sentry was moving around, arrow and bow in hand, but the arrows seemed to be dipped in something blue. She frowned at the arrow, they weren't supposed to be that colour. She shook her head, she needed to concentrate on the task at hand. Adder watched the Sentry's movements for a little longer before moving to a spot where he couldn't see through the tents. She got to her feet, praying that General Rouge was still covering her. Adder crept forward and moved around the tents, careful not to trip on the pegs in the ground. The sentry moved again, this time, moving to stand in front of the tent she was going for, she cursed softly. She needed to get inside the largest tent, made of buckskin and fur hides. |
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'General Rogue' Adrien Romanov -x- Adrien sighed dejectedly and watched the sentry. He snapped away, quietly, and shadows wrapped around the sentry and pulled him to the ground. Covering his screams and strangling the sentry. Adrien was hoping Simara would just- go! He got this one covered for now. He snapped again and a spike shot through its neck, he heard the quiet snap and let the shadows retreat back where they came. |
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'General Simara' Adder simara -x- Adder saw the shadows wrap around the sentry, she watched in satisfaction as the sentry screamed. Adder growled, turning and running towards the tent, she entered, she looked around, her eyes dropping onto a familiar set of plans, but they were beneath the fingers of a very awake leader, one who now, stared at her. Adder backed up a few steps, eyes wide with surprise. Adder started to turn to where General Rouge was hidden but awakened soldiers where now surrounding him, a archer approached her, the arrow coated in the blue substance she saw before, the archer shot the arrow, it wasn't somewhere major that effected her, but rather the blue substance on the arrow. It was a sedative. |
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'General Rogue' Adrien Romanov -x- Adrien stayed silent and was about to help her when he felt something prick his neck. He whipped around, a shadow dagger in his hand as he slashed the soldier across the face. He tried to hit again but he felt really... tired. His legs wobbled, his body swayed, and his head swam. ... that's not good. He thought, but soon enough he fell to the ground, which probably did not help his arm, and blacked out. The shadow dagger in his now open hand crawled back to the shadow. (I don't know how it will be when they wake up, so sorry for how short this one is!) |
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