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Dec 28, 2008 12:18:03 GMT -5
Post by Akago on Dec 28, 2008 12:18:03 GMT -5
Only a moment's pause would manage it's way in here before the bat replied. "If it will make you feel better, I'll stop. But understand my past performance all shows that I do better on missions when I don't act uptight about it." The normally stubborn agent gave in easier then she would in other circumstances. Mainly because of the very subject they were currently beginning to disagree about, distraction on a mission.
Fighting with a long time partner wasn't exactly a good way to help the mental state in pre-battle. Even if they could both consciously remain unaffected, it never guaranteed that it could not somehow generate unneeded negative effects at some point in the battle resulting from the frustration and other results verbal fights with allies can cause.
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Jan 10, 2009 12:56:32 GMT -5
Post by Weirdo94 on Jan 10, 2009 12:56:32 GMT -5
In any other situation, Shadow would have simply disregarded the other side's comment. The only difference here was that the other side happened to be Rouge, one who the experiment had known and trusted for a long time. If she believed that a little goofing off before a mission helped her concentration, then it must be true.
With a sigh concealed underneath his breath, the hedgehog decided to simply let the bat have her way. "I should apologize then..."...The words following had a strange tone about them...humor, in fact...something rare to find from this particular agent, though it seemed almost forced. "...but I don't recall any post-mission report of yours with a check by 'not acting uptight'...Should I look them over again once I return?"
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Jan 10, 2009 13:54:57 GMT -5
Post by Akago on Jan 10, 2009 13:54:57 GMT -5
Though there was the possibility of extra effort in being humorous, it would still gather up a laugh from his partner. "Very funny." And with a another tiny chuckle, she would add to the joke. "I think they may have misplaced the file that said that. I'll try and find it for you later." Sarcasm of course, what else could be expected from the bat?
But she wasn't quite done yet, as a bit of fun was still left to be poked at the fact that he had managed a joke since it was rather unusual from who many people called 'Mr. Serious'. "I'm sure I'll find it eventually. Not all misplaced things stay lost forever after all. Your humor for example. I didn't think you'd ever find it again." Whether she meant that as a compliment, or something else entirely was left up in the air. In the end though, no matter how she actually meant it, the fact that it was simply her teasing nature ringing true showed through. But with him, she always seemed to attempt to kept a humorous spin on it and didn't allow it to go too far.
Contrary to what some would think, the friend and partnership they had gartered up over the years of knowing each other was something she was actually rather fond of and frankly wasn't something she was particularly eager to allow it to break. So, unlike some who she would simply see if she could get their blood to a boil that day, Shadow wasn't someone she tried to anger.
In the background, the first noisy swirls of helicopter propellers could be heard, though it wasn't the transport they were currently on. It was another that was fully prepared for the oncoming battle and beginning to take off. This was the first sign of their mission start being close at hand.
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Jan 10, 2009 17:43:29 GMT -5
Post by Weirdo94 on Jan 10, 2009 17:43:29 GMT -5
"Oh really now? I was under the impression that quite a few things tend to stay misplaced...namely when you're in the premises"...Though the hedgehog took their friendship just as seriously, he couldn't help himself but to let out the competitive side take control, the very same side that had fueled him into many a contest with another spiked mammal who's identity goes without saying.
He spoke more quietly now, and rightfully so, considering the nature of what he planned to say. "God knows how quickly I seemed to have 'misplaced' my virginity when you showed up. I still haven't found it yet, just so you know...Not that I can say I miss it."...With a devious smirk, he let these embarrassing words take their effect on Rouge.
Once the sounds of rotary blades and explosive pistons shot through the air, however, Shadow let go of this short bust of humor, returning to the serious nature that never failed to accompany him into battle as he shouted a quick command to all others on board, "Hold on tight!" as the chopper finally began to take off.
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Jan 10, 2009 17:55:54 GMT -5
Post by Akago on Jan 10, 2009 17:55:54 GMT -5
But there was no flush of red across her face as the copter began to take off. The only thing that would appear would be a devious smirk. The type of smirk that made most who drew it from her cringe and check there shoes to scrap something off.
Waiting for him to finish his command to the other troops before responding, she would whisper something back up him. "Now, don't go blaming me for something your hand did." Of course, knowing Shadow he'd have another come back and just as quick so would she.
(Dirty jokes go.)
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Jan 10, 2009 18:18:22 GMT -5
Post by Weirdo94 on Jan 10, 2009 18:18:22 GMT -5
This low blow would come as quite a surprise to the experimental lifeform as he was sure his own crude remark would have set the end to their foolishness. Surely, if he had a glass of water right now, there would be spittle and backwash covering the inside of the transport craft right now, judging by the reaction on his face...a single eye twitching wider as well as a deep inhale through the nostrils.
This would fail to last very long...Shadow still had a comeback, albeit a highly degrading one, and couldn't resist the urge to let it fly as he whispered in return. "You tell me my hand did this, but that doesn't explain the boils that ooze pus on my sheets every night...So you say this is my hand's doing as well?"
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Jan 10, 2009 18:40:33 GMT -5
Post by Akago on Jan 10, 2009 18:40:33 GMT -5
Simply the first reaction managed to get a low chuckle out of his ally. But Rouge proved just how cool she could keep herself no matter the situation. In fact, she seemed almost used to dealing with these sort of comments. No blush, no embarrassment, just that same smirk she had the first time he turned this into a contest of outdoing each other at low blow dirty insults. Obviously she had a comeback in mind and he would soon be faced with another whisper. "You might want to throw away that bottle of lotion and get a new one. It sounds like someone else used it when you weren't looking."
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Jan 10, 2009 18:57:52 GMT -5
Post by Weirdo94 on Jan 10, 2009 18:57:52 GMT -5
Almost instantly, the hedgehog began gagging on his own saliva, reaching one arm for his throat as he let out a few wheezing coughs. It was so bad, one could almost see some of his ebony furs turning grayer almost instantly. It was at this moment the fellow agent learned a very important lesson about his chiropteran partner.
Needless to say, Shadow would remain eerily silent for the rest of the trip, all the way to the battlefield deployment.
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Jan 10, 2009 19:54:26 GMT -5
Post by Akago on Jan 10, 2009 19:54:26 GMT -5
While the rest of the troops had not heard a single iota of the conversation and therefore were left clueless, Rouge would be wearing a fair sized smirk most of the journey. Only when they grew close to the battlefield did it for the most part fade off. "Looks like our stop is coming up." This was just a check to make sure the eery silence was all the matter with her partner.
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Jan 20, 2009 1:55:22 GMT -5
Post by Weirdo94 on Jan 20, 2009 1:55:22 GMT -5
For now, the silence would remain, as the only reply given so far was a nod as Shadow took to his feet, using the railing above to absorb the shock of flight. Eventually, with a simple response of "After you", the experiment would invite Rouge to do the same, giving ample room to allow her to reach the slanted hatch on the back of the transport where they both would eagerly await their deployment.
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Jan 21, 2009 22:34:58 GMT -5
Post by ChaosStar on Jan 21, 2009 22:34:58 GMT -5
the 2-tailed fox watched and waited, for his master plan was about to be put in motion.
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Jan 23, 2009 5:01:09 GMT -5
Post by Akago on Jan 23, 2009 5:01:09 GMT -5
Rouge would take this as her cue to rise from the space in which she had been seated for most of the ride and grip onto the same railing he had used to move around. Carefully the well armored bat would made her way back as he had done before her and stop in front of the hatch. It wouldn't be a long wait before the doorway was opened by the pilot so they could take their leave of the ship and begin their missions. His partner would take his invitation to exit before him and step forward. The last thing she would add before leaping from the helicopter would be a very simple farewell. "See you after the mission." Once this was stated the bat jumped out of the flying vehicle and let herself fall for a second before outstretching her wings and taking to the air under her own power.
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Jan 23, 2009 6:49:46 GMT -5
Post by Weirdo94 on Jan 23, 2009 6:49:46 GMT -5
Lagging behind only long enough to give his dyad of weaponry one final check, the hedgehog sprung from the transport as his fellow agent did before. His target, of course, was much more ground based, so flight was not needed...simply a spray of thrust from his shoes to soften the landing as he touched down on the dusty earth below.
As was expected from briefing, the battle was already deeply underway and judging from the platoon Shadow had been sent to assist, the tide was turning rather grim. The head count had dropped sharply from their initial numbers and a majority of the survivors were draped in bloody bandages, some of which were gruesome enough to warrant the soldier being placed further back inside makeshift bedding surrounded by stumpy sandbag walls.
Assuring that his vulnerable head was kept low, the experimental soldier moved in to approach the remaining troop, calling out a simple question to whomever met the requirements to answer. "Who's in charge of these rookies!?"
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Jan 23, 2009 8:57:24 GMT -5
Post by Akago on Jan 23, 2009 8:57:24 GMT -5
At the same moment that he was beginning his own assignment, Rouge was still making her way to hers. The helicopter hadn't been able to travel much closer then just so her target was within her sights else risk coming under the heavy fire the Babylon mother ship could produce and quickly being shot down. So, after exiting the flying vehicle there was still plenty of flying left for her to do.
Currently she was attempting to stay in the upper reaches of the sky out of sight or range of any enemy soldiers and where she could use air currents to glide and conserve her energy as she didn't have flip the thin membranes which kept her airborne. Further still was the possibility of cloud cover, though the dry and salt crusted area they were in didn't have that much of it.
Despite being close to a large sea, the water was greatly situated with salt and mineral to the point that any land within a 10 mile radius had become a desert like land. This was because the high levels of deposits in the water choked any nutrition from the ground it had absorbed into and made it where plants could not grow. The water was near poison to anything that drank it and thus no fauna could exist near this place either.
Rouge would slow her flight speed slightly as she began to get closer, now awaiting for some event to take place. Being that the leader was believed to be on the ship as whenever he lead an attack it was where he often was, she knew that the hedgehog she had just parted ways with would have to draw him out. From her briefing, this was the most opportune time for an entry as it was less likely that they would spot her.
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Jan 24, 2009 0:08:56 GMT -5
Post by Weirdo94 on Jan 24, 2009 0:08:56 GMT -5
The first to respond would be a fellow anthro, seated smack dab in the middle of the front lines with his back to the trenches. Not much was visible of this officer underneath the protection of his helmet, but what was shown would reveal his elongated snout, roughly curved to a thin point at the end. Surrounding the heavily tanned flesh here would be a bright, yet dull shade of yellow, carrying an orangish glow where it collided with heavy light.
Mixed with this would be strands of grey, showcasing the fighter's age and experience, as he appeared to be at least in his late fifties, if not older. Protruding from the top of his helmet were a pair of large, cone-like ears, similar to that of an armadillo's but far greater in size. All in all he seemed rodent in nature and he spoke with a gruff voice, pouring the urgency of his situation into his tone as well. "Jesus Christ, what the hell took you so long!? And where's the rest of the backup...Don't tell me it's just you!"
The sable and crimson experiment would first duck to a kneel inside the foxhole, ensuring he was not going to be blindsided before giving his explanation, paying no concern to the nearby explosions that kicked sand and smoke in their way, nor the bullets whizzing just above their heads. "There's more, I'm only here to make sure they don't get killed by that floating pigeon..."
...He of course referred to the large airship of Babylonian make that was currently invading their airspace, paying a single glance to the gargantuan vessel as he talked. "...Now if you have anything useful on the enemy, then do share, otherwise I'd prefer that we quit flapping our gums so I can get to business."
"Well, I don't know anything about that airship that you don't, just the same crap about it deflecting everything we throw at it...but I can tell you there's a nasty set of artillery just north of our position. Right now it's been our biggest concern, so keep an eye out for 'em!"
With no more then a simple nod, Shadow leapt from the safety of the miniature valley that confined him, rifle in hand as he tore through the desert, kicking up pillars of dry dirt in his thundering wake.
This would warrant one last comment from the rodent still in the trenches, accompanied with a facepalm. "Great, the test tube kid's playing loner...again."
Sure enough, as soon as the hedgehog was in range, gunfire would rain down upon him from the ornate aerial battleship above. For anyone who had so much seen a glance of this egotistical vessel before, they could surely tell that it was the resting place of Jet the Hawk, who had yet to make himself seen in the actual field of combat.
The one thing that had changed from the appearance it held many years ago would be the amount of armor surrounding the exterior...it was simply unbelievable how something so weighted down with plating could even fly. There was an abundance of flight, as well as bite, as the ship turned it's full attention to the black and red streak trailing across the ground, sparing him none of the turrets which could acquire a clear shot at the agent.
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(Quick note here...the soldier fella's just a drone...probably won't show up again...I won't stop anyone who wants to take over this character and give him an important contribution to the plot, though.)
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