RP Like Without The I

That pretty much sums up how my RP is. Please do try me, I crave roleplay and I have a yen for its wonderful satisfaction.

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The tones of dialing and then the sound of the emergency hotline sprung into the air around the two. After a second, an operator responded with the usual “911, what is your emergency?”

Dialon smirked and grasped the now persistently stinging wound on his arm. He uttered a few quiet things, then looked up at Charlotte as he put his cellphone away. “Perfect. They’re on their way.”

The sound of shouting could be heard from the alley Charlotte was watching, followed by a gunshot and the pained groans of a bum that resided within.

The freelance pulled his new acquaintance down and swore. “Shit…poor timing…”

[achetobeloved-deactivated201507]

At his response, she smiled at him and turned back to face him. Her eyes falling to his arm for a moment before she opened her mouth to speak. “We should get somewhere to clean that up before it’s infected.” She suggested, motioning to his arm with her hand.

She hadn’t a second to step forward and look at his arm closer before she heard the loud bang. A squeal left her lips as she was pulled towards the ground. Her head turned to the detective as he swore quietly. “What do you mean poor timing? What happening?” She said, her breathing increasing slightly as she spoke.

[rplikewithoutthei-blog]

"Oh y'know, I was silently hoping we would be in the clear, but they've caught onto me again. How fast can you run, Charlotte?"

Another gunshot rang out and pinged off a nearby metallic surface, followed by an angry voice. "If we let that asshole get away we're screwed!"

[rplikewithoutthei-blog]

“Definitely.” Dialon spoke in a surefire tone. “There’s a small matter I have to attend to, though.”

The detective pointed toward the alley he had come out of, then swirled his finger in the general direction like he was stirring a fancy drink. “Keep an eye out over there, I’m gonna call into the PD anonymously. You remember that description I gave ya? Keep that in mind. Can ya do that for me?”

[achetobeloved-deactivated201507]

At his words, Charlotte gave a nod and sent a small smile in his direction. “That’s no problem. You are the one that’s injured after all.” She muttered.

Looking in the direction of his finger before sending him another nod before turning her body slightly. “I do remember. You do what you’ve got to do, I’ll keep a watch out fr you. That’s no trouble.” Her eye travelled in the direction of the alley, a sigh releasing itself from the constraints of her lips.

[rplikewithoutthei-blog]

The tones of dialing and then the sound of the emergency hotline sprung into the air around the two. After a second, an operator responded with the usual "911, what is your emergency?"

Dialon smirked and grasped the now persistently stinging wound on his arm. He uttered a few quiet things, then looked up at Charlotte as he put his cellphone away. "Perfect. They're on their way."

The sound of shouting could be heard from the alley Charlotte was watching, followed by a gunshot and the pained groans of a bum that resided within.

The freelance pulled his new acquaintance down and swore. "Shit...poor timing..."

[rplikewithoutthei-blog]

Dragon's Breath closed RP w/ lucy-anders

[rplikewithoutthei-blog]

Noeman noted the attempt to calm his nerves and searched his stressed brain to find the answer to her question. “The VIP is supposedly an ONI officer from sector 10 Alpha Site. All that fancy labeling aside, the place that no one sees. We didn’t get a name, and we are under strict orders to return the bastard unharmed. No questions asked. Typical.”

[lucy-anders]

“So a Spook?” She shrugged lightly at the thought of it. “Nothing new there though. I think we should be scared if they suddenly told us everything relevant.” She said with a slight chuckle.

[rplikewithoutthei-blog]

“Yeah, you’re right.” He agreed with a scoff. “Those pansies are always getting caught and keeping secrets, then putting the pressure on us to retrieve their purse dogs.”

When the two reached the service tunnels, three regular warthogs and two transport class were getting prepped to leave. The sergeant waved them over and shouted over the remaining distance. Something about Noeman having to give his vehicle a quick checkup.

Noeman then took off in a jog, looking back at the other corporal while his small frame lightly bounced with each step in the sand, yelling “Come on, Anders, before my adrenaline dies!”

[lucy-anders]

“Exactly.” She replied, with a little smirk as well as they walked on. As they reached the tunnels and the Sergeant waved them over, Lucy gave a tiny sigh.

“Fine, fine.” She groaned as Neoman called for her before picking up her pace into a jog to catch up with him.

[rplikewithoutthei-blog]

"This vehicle might not be the prettiest, but damn is it useful. Hell, it's what got me out of the first attacks alive and well. The only thing better would be..." He trailed off as he reached the transport. His expression changed instantly and his brow furrowed. The sergeant did the same. "I hear a ghost."

[bluebeard-was-here-archived-dea]

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Kingredblood asked me to do this, so I did. It’s from a large My Little Pony/Felidae crossover RP we’ve been doing for a long time.

[rplikewithoutthei-blog]

What I would give to RP with this girl again :D goooooood times

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Dragon's Breath closed RP w/ lucy-anders

[rplikewithoutthei-blog]

“If it has one I haven’t found it yet!” He joked, deciding to put away the alien technology for the time being.

“How much war have you been in? Surely this isn’t your first time fighting the Covenant. I’ve only fought them on a couple occasions, really, and this is the worst it has gotten since.” With a frown, the Marine looked down and bit his lip. “Don’t answer that, actually. I’m just a little worried about this mission. You know something’s up when an entire evac team gets wiped.”

[lucy-anders]

She shook her head and tried to stifle a chuckle at the comment of not being able to find the safety, before glancing at him. He was clearly nervous, and she had to admit, he did have a bit of a point, but she tried not to show that.

“You sure you’re a Corporal?” She asked in a teasing tone. “Relax, we have our orders, and we just move quickly, and stick to what we know, we’ll get through it.”

Unsure if she helped at all to ease the fellow Corporal, she decided to change the subject. “So who is the VIP then?”

[rplikewithoutthei-blog]

Noeman noted the attempt to calm his nerves and searched his stressed brain to find the answer to her question. “The VIP is supposedly an ONI officer from sector 10 Alpha Site. All that fancy labeling aside, the place that no one sees. We didn’t get a name, and we are under strict orders to return the bastard unharmed. No questions asked. Typical.”

[lucy-anders]

“So a Spook?” She shrugged lightly at the thought of it. “Nothing new there though. I think we should be scared if they suddenly told us everything relevant.” She said with a slight chuckle.

[rplikewithoutthei-blog]

"Yeah, you're right." He agreed with a scoff. "Those pansies are always getting caught and keeping secrets, then putting the pressure on us to retrieve their purse dogs."

When the two reached the service tunnels, three regular warthogs and two transport class were getting prepped to leave. The sergeant waved them over and shouted over the remaining distance. Something about Noeman having to give his vehicle a quick checkup.

Noeman then took off in a jog, looking back at the other corporal while his small frame lightly bounced with each step in the sand, yelling "Come on, Anders, before my adrenaline dies!"

[rplikewithoutthei-blog]

Dragon's Breath closed RP w/ lucy-anders

[rplikewithoutthei-blog]

“The LT kinda skipped the formalities because he wanted a fast response. Being one of the first ones to know I had even less time to react. But, yeah, it’s all cleared by now, just not formally. Word is that the orders are being given from the /In Amber Clad/, from Miranda Keyes.” Noeman explained.

“Anyways, we’re going to be taking a group of warthogs into the city through the service tunnels. Our goal is to rescue about a dozen civilians. Their entire convoy was wiped out, including every last single Marine. Apparently there is a VIP with them, lucky us.” He rolled his eyes and smiled at Lucy. “That’s all there is to it.”

[lucy-anders]

“Clark is going to hate that.” She muttered, before nodding and listening to the explanation.

“How’d the Civvies get out?” She asked, as she turned and picked up her rifle. Though she was one of the best shots in her team, she still had the standard MA5 rather than a DMR.

“Well, I guess we should to the tunnels then, if that’s all it is . . “ She suggested with a shrug, giving a quick smile back.

[rplikewithoutthei-blog]

“Great, let’s get going, then. Oh, you’ll be riding with me, by the way. We’ll be in the transport, which means if the shit gets to flying, well,” he eyed her rifle, studying the familiar curves of the MA5, “shoot first, right?”

On their way to the tunnels on foot, Noeman started to fidget with the plasma weapon on his right thigh, tracing his finger along the large inhuman trigger mechanism until he finally let off a shot and jumped. Luckily there weren’t any others in sight that noticed, otherwise the base might’ve gone into lockdown from paranoia. “Heh, sorry about that.”

[lucy-anders]

“Awesome.” She hummed in response, wondering something for a moment, before sorting out which hand carried what, and slipping her letter into one of her pockets.

As they walked along, Lucy hadn’t really noticed what Neoman was doing, until his weapon discharged, causing her to jump somewhat as well, before noticing what happened, and the scorch on the floor.

“What the hell!? Doesn’t that thing have a safety?” She felt like she had a mini attack and shook her head at that entire event.

[rplikewithoutthei-blog]

“If it has one I haven’t found it yet!” He joked, deciding to put away the alien technology for the time being.

“How much war have you been in? Surely this isn’t your first time fighting the Covenant. I’ve only fought them on a couple occasions, really, and this is the worst it has gotten since.” With a frown, the Marine looked down and bit his lip. “Don’t answer that, actually. I’m just a little worried about this mission. You know something’s up when an entire evac team gets wiped.”

[lucy-anders]

She shook her head and tried to stifle a chuckle at the comment of not being able to find the safety, before glancing at him. He was clearly nervous, and she had to admit, he did have a bit of a point, but she tried not to show that.

“You sure you’re a Corporal?” She asked in a teasing tone. “Relax, we have our orders, and we just move quickly, and stick to what we know, we’ll get through it.”

Unsure if she helped at all to ease the fellow Corporal, she decided to change the subject. “So who is the VIP then?”

[rplikewithoutthei-blog]

Noeman noted the attempt to calm his nerves and searched his stressed brain to find the answer to her question. "The VIP is supposedly an ONI officer from sector 10 Alpha Site. All that fancy labeling aside, the place that no one sees. We didn't get a name, and we are under strict orders to return the bastard unharmed. No questions asked. Typical."

[rplikewithoutthei-blog]

Dragon's Breath closed RP w/ lucy-anders

Shocking reports of a Covenant flagship breaking through the defenses at the Cairo Station was terrible news. The UNSC stationed in New Mombasa, where the ship had stopped over, along with a small police force worked to set up defense of the city and the evacuation of all its citizens.

Unluckily, however, a Covenant onslaught very quickly befell the city, leaving the NMPD and 17th marine regiment to fend off the enemy as best they could, getting any civilians they could to safety.

When help finally arrived with the /In Amber Clad/, the fight for Mombasa was finally starting to look up. ———————————-

The Earth-stationed 40 Commando was staged on the beachfront along with the remainder of the 17th, securing a route in which the final grouping of civvies would be leaving the sieged city.

The rescue mission had gone haywire, resulting in the death of all but a dozen out of the sixty remaining in their convoy. A small detachment of the 40th was to be sent in to retrieve the pinned survivors.

“Corporal Anders! You’ve been selected to go on the mission.”

Sergeant Gentree, the marine heading the rescue, approached the female Marine, rifle on shoulder, with a serious expression. He turned his head down and spit beneath him as he walked with a slight limp. “I need every brave soul I can get on this mission. God knows some of us ain’t comin’ back.”

[lucy-anders]

We skipped the frying pan, and we’re just into the fire.

That’s what Clark always said. And at the moment, it certainly seemed that way. Lucy was sat, reading a letter as she tried to put all the other thoughts to the back of her mind.

As she heard the voice, she stood up and glanced over, clutching her helmet and the letter close to her as she took note of the chevrons on the other Marine’s Uniform. “Yes, Sergeant.” She answered with a nod.

The female Marine was at 5′7, with brown hair tied into a loose ponytail, brown eyes and freckles dotting under her eyes and over her nose bridge. She was young, 23 now and she looked a bit younger than that herself.

[rplikewithoutthei-blog]

“I’ll have Noeman here fill you in on the details. Get any essentials you need and be at the service tunnels in five.” The sergeant briskly ordered. He then gestured toward the Marine behind him and stepped away from the two, heading toward the concrete bunker that served as their base camp.

Corporal Noeman watched the man depart with a glint of relief in his eyes. He let out a breath and popped his knuckles in both hands through his padded gloves. “Well, since we already know each other’s names, I’ll get to the point. I mean, unless you want a second, you were reading weren’t you?”

The corporal, age 25, stood at 5'10 and had incredibly dark brown eyes and an equally dark buzz cut that could only slightly be seen under his standard issue helmet. His uniform was ruffled and dirty from earlier combat, and on his magnetic gun holster was a Covenant plasma pistol in place of the normal M6G Magnum.

[lucy-anders]

Lucy nodded to the Sergeant before he left, and offered a small smile to the other Corporal, that must’ve been Neoman.

At his question, she looked down at her letter she was holding along side her helmet. “Oh, it’s personal, so . It can wait.” She answered with a small shrug, though she hated saying that about such letters.

“Has my CO cleared this? I usually get forewarning when he does . .” She trailed off, wondering why she hadn’t been warned, but she soon just shrugged a little.

[rplikewithoutthei-blog]

“The LT kinda skipped the formalities because he wanted a fast response. Being one of the first ones to know I had even less time to react. But, yeah, it’s all cleared by now, just not formally. Word is that the orders are being given from the /In Amber Clad/, from Miranda Keyes.” Noeman explained.

“Anyways, we’re going to be taking a group of warthogs into the city through the service tunnels. Our goal is to rescue about a dozen civilians. Their entire convoy was wiped out, including every last single Marine. Apparently there is a VIP with them, lucky us.” He rolled his eyes and smiled at Lucy. “That’s all there is to it.”

[lucy-anders]

“Clark is going to hate that.” She muttered, before nodding and listening to the explanation.

“How’d the Civvies get out?” She asked, as she turned and picked up her rifle. Though she was one of the best shots in her team, she still had the standard MA5 rather than a DMR.

“Well, I guess we should to the tunnels then, if that’s all it is . . “ She suggested with a shrug, giving a quick smile back.

[rplikewithoutthei-blog]

“Great, let’s get going, then. Oh, you’ll be riding with me, by the way. We’ll be in the transport, which means if the shit gets to flying, well,” he eyed her rifle, studying the familiar curves of the MA5, “shoot first, right?”

On their way to the tunnels on foot, Noeman started to fidget with the plasma weapon on his right thigh, tracing his finger along the large inhuman trigger mechanism until he finally let off a shot and jumped. Luckily there weren’t any others in sight that noticed, otherwise the base might’ve gone into lockdown from paranoia. “Heh, sorry about that.”

[lucy-anders]

“Awesome.” She hummed in response, wondering something for a moment, before sorting out which hand carried what, and slipping her letter into one of her pockets.

As they walked along, Lucy hadn’t really noticed what Neoman was doing, until his weapon discharged, causing her to jump somewhat as well, before noticing what happened, and the scorch on the floor.

“What the hell!? Doesn’t that thing have a safety?” She felt like she had a mini attack and shook her head at that entire event.

[rplikewithoutthei-blog]

"If it has one I haven't found it yet!" He joked, deciding to put away the alien technology for the time being.

"How much war have you been in? Surely this isn't your first time fighting the Covenant. I've only fought them on a couple occasions, really, and this is the worst it has gotten since." With a frown, the Marine looked down and bit his lip. "Don't answer that, actually. I'm just a little worried about this mission. You know something's up when an entire evac team gets wiped."

[rplikewithoutthei-blog]

Dragon's Breath closed RP w/ lucy-anders

Shocking reports of a Covenant flagship breaking through the defenses at the Cairo Station was terrible news. The UNSC stationed in New Mombasa, where the ship had stopped over, along with a small police force worked to set up defense of the city and the evacuation of all its citizens.

Unluckily, however, a Covenant onslaught very quickly befell the city, leaving the NMPD and 17th marine regiment to fend off the enemy as best they could, getting any civilians they could to safety.

When help finally arrived with the /In Amber Clad/, the fight for Mombasa was finally starting to look up. ———————————-

The Earth-stationed 40 Commando was staged on the beachfront along with the remainder of the 17th, securing a route in which the final grouping of civvies would be leaving the sieged city.

The rescue mission had gone haywire, resulting in the death of all but a dozen out of the sixty remaining in their convoy. A small detachment of the 40th was to be sent in to retrieve the pinned survivors.

“Corporal Anders! You’ve been selected to go on the mission.”

Sergeant Gentree, the marine heading the rescue, approached the female Marine, rifle on shoulder, with a serious expression. He turned his head down and spit beneath him as he walked with a slight limp. “I need every brave soul I can get on this mission. God knows some of us ain’t comin’ back.”

[lucy-anders]

We skipped the frying pan, and we’re just into the fire.

That’s what Clark always said. And at the moment, it certainly seemed that way. Lucy was sat, reading a letter as she tried to put all the other thoughts to the back of her mind.

As she heard the voice, she stood up and glanced over, clutching her helmet and the letter close to her as she took note of the chevrons on the other Marine’s Uniform. “Yes, Sergeant.” She answered with a nod.

The female Marine was at 5′7, with brown hair tied into a loose ponytail, brown eyes and freckles dotting under her eyes and over her nose bridge. She was young, 23 now and she looked a bit younger than that herself.

[rplikewithoutthei-blog]

“I’ll have Noeman here fill you in on the details. Get any essentials you need and be at the service tunnels in five.” The sergeant briskly ordered. He then gestured toward the Marine behind him and stepped away from the two, heading toward the concrete bunker that served as their base camp.

Corporal Noeman watched the man depart with a glint of relief in his eyes. He let out a breath and popped his knuckles in both hands through his padded gloves. “Well, since we already know each other’s names, I’ll get to the point. I mean, unless you want a second, you were reading weren’t you?”

The corporal, age 25, stood at 5'10 and had incredibly dark brown eyes and an equally dark buzz cut that could only slightly be seen under his standard issue helmet. His uniform was ruffled and dirty from earlier combat, and on his magnetic gun holster was a Covenant plasma pistol in place of the normal M6G Magnum.

[lucy-anders]

Lucy nodded to the Sergeant before he left, and offered a small smile to the other Corporal, that must’ve been Neoman.

At his question, she looked down at her letter she was holding along side her helmet. “Oh, it’s personal, so . It can wait.” She answered with a small shrug, though she hated saying that about such letters.

“Has my CO cleared this? I usually get forewarning when he does . .” She trailed off, wondering why she hadn’t been warned, but she soon just shrugged a little.

[rplikewithoutthei-blog]

“The LT kinda skipped the formalities because he wanted a fast response. Being one of the first ones to know I had even less time to react. But, yeah, it’s all cleared by now, just not formally. Word is that the orders are being given from the /In Amber Clad/, from Miranda Keyes.” Noeman explained.

“Anyways, we’re going to be taking a group of warthogs into the city through the service tunnels. Our goal is to rescue about a dozen civilians. Their entire convoy was wiped out, including every last single Marine. Apparently there is a VIP with them, lucky us.” He rolled his eyes and smiled at Lucy. “That’s all there is to it.”

[lucy-anders]

“Clark is going to hate that.” She muttered, before nodding and listening to the explanation.

“How’d the Civvies get out?” She asked, as she turned and picked up her rifle. Though she was one of the best shots in her team, she still had the standard MA5 rather than a DMR.

“Well, I guess we should to the tunnels then, if that’s all it is . . “ She suggested with a shrug, giving a quick smile back.

[rplikewithoutthei-blog]

"Great, let's get going, then. Oh, you'll be riding with me, by the way. We'll be in the transport, which means if the shit gets to flying, well," he eyed her rifle, studying the familiar curves of the MA5, "shoot first, right?"

On their way to the tunnels on foot, Noeman started to fidget with the plasma weapon on his right thigh, tracing his finger along the large inhuman trigger mechanism until he finally let off a shot and jumped. Luckily there weren't any others in sight that noticed, otherwise the base might've gone into lockdown from paranoia. "Heh, sorry about that."

[rplikewithoutthei-blog]

Dragon's Breath closed RP w/ lucy-anders

Shocking reports of a Covenant flagship breaking through the defenses at the Cairo Station was terrible news. The UNSC stationed in New Mombasa, where the ship had stopped over, along with a small police force worked to set up defense of the city and the evacuation of all its citizens.

Unluckily, however, a Covenant onslaught very quickly befell the city, leaving the NMPD and 17th marine regiment to fend off the enemy as best they could, getting any civilians they could to safety.

When help finally arrived with the /In Amber Clad/, the fight for Mombasa was finally starting to look up. ———————————-

The Earth-stationed 40 Commando was staged on the beachfront along with the remainder of the 17th, securing a route in which the final grouping of civvies would be leaving the sieged city.

The rescue mission had gone haywire, resulting in the death of all but a dozen out of the sixty remaining in their convoy. A small detachment of the 40th was to be sent in to retrieve the pinned survivors.

“Corporal Anders! You’ve been selected to go on the mission.”

Sergeant Gentree, the marine heading the rescue, approached the female Marine, rifle on shoulder, with a serious expression. He turned his head down and spit beneath him as he walked with a slight limp. “I need every brave soul I can get on this mission. God knows some of us ain’t comin’ back.”

[lucy-anders]

We skipped the frying pan, and we’re just into the fire.

That’s what Clark always said. And at the moment, it certainly seemed that way. Lucy was sat, reading a letter as she tried to put all the other thoughts to the back of her mind.

As she heard the voice, she stood up and glanced over, clutching her helmet and the letter close to her as she took note of the chevrons on the other Marine’s Uniform. “Yes, Sergeant.” She answered with a nod.

The female Marine was at 5′7, with brown hair tied into a loose ponytail, brown eyes and freckles dotting under her eyes and over her nose bridge. She was young, 23 now and she looked a bit younger than that herself.

[rplikewithoutthei-blog]

“I’ll have Noeman here fill you in on the details. Get any essentials you need and be at the service tunnels in five.” The sergeant briskly ordered. He then gestured toward the Marine behind him and stepped away from the two, heading toward the concrete bunker that served as their base camp.

Corporal Noeman watched the man depart with a glint of relief in his eyes. He let out a breath and popped his knuckles in both hands through his padded gloves. “Well, since we already know each other’s names, I’ll get to the point. I mean, unless you want a second, you were reading weren’t you?”

The corporal, age 25, stood at 5'10 and had incredibly dark brown eyes and an equally dark buzz cut that could only slightly be seen under his standard issue helmet. His uniform was ruffled and dirty from earlier combat, and on his magnetic gun holster was a Covenant plasma pistol in place of the normal M6G Magnum.

[lucy-anders]

Lucy nodded to the Sergeant before he left, and offered a small smile to the other Corporal, that must’ve been Neoman.

At his question, she looked down at her letter she was holding along side her helmet. “Oh, it’s personal, so . It can wait.” She answered with a small shrug, though she hated saying that about such letters.

“Has my CO cleared this? I usually get forewarning when he does . .” She trailed off, wondering why she hadn’t been warned, but she soon just shrugged a little.

[rplikewithoutthei-blog]

"The LT kinda skipped the formalities because he wanted a fast response. Being one of the first ones to know I had even less time to react. But, yeah, it's all cleared by now, just not formally. Word is that the orders are being given from the /In Amber Clad/, from Miranda Keyes." Noeman explained.

"Anyways, we're going to be taking a group of warthogs into the city through the service tunnels. Our goal is to rescue about a dozen civilians. Their entire convoy was wiped out, including every last single Marine. Apparently there is a VIP with them, lucky us." He rolled his eyes and smiled at Lucy. "That's all there is to it."

[rplikewithoutthei-blog]

Dragon's Breath closed RP w/ lucy-anders

Shocking reports of a Covenant flagship breaking through the defenses at the Cairo Station was terrible news. The UNSC stationed in New Mombasa, where the ship had stopped over, along with a small police force worked to set up defense of the city and the evacuation of all its citizens.

Unluckily, however, a Covenant onslaught very quickly befell the city, leaving the NMPD and 17th marine regiment to fend off the enemy as best they could, getting any civilians they could to safety.

When help finally arrived with the /In Amber Clad/, the fight for Mombasa was finally starting to look up. ———————————-

The Earth-stationed 40 Commando was staged on the beachfront along with the remainder of the 17th, securing a route in which the final grouping of civvies would be leaving the sieged city.

The rescue mission had gone haywire, resulting in the death of all but a dozen out of the sixty remaining in their convoy. A small detachment of the 40th was to be sent in to retrieve the pinned survivors.

“Corporal Anders! You’ve been selected to go on the mission.”

Sergeant Gentree, the marine heading the rescue, approached the female Marine, rifle on shoulder, with a serious expression. He turned his head down and spit beneath him as he walked with a slight limp. “I need every brave soul I can get on this mission. God knows some of us ain’t comin’ back.”

[lucy-anders]

We skipped the frying pan, and we’re just into the fire.

That’s what Clark always said. And at the moment, it certainly seemed that way. Lucy was sat, reading a letter as she tried to put all the other thoughts to the back of her mind.

As she heard the voice, she stood up and glanced over, clutching her helmet and the letter close to her as she took note of the chevrons on the other Marine’s Uniform. “Yes, Sergeant.” She answered with a nod.

The female Marine was at 5′7, with brown hair tied into a loose ponytail, brown eyes and freckles dotting under her eyes and over her nose bridge. She was young, 23 now and she looked a bit younger than that herself.

[rplikewithoutthei-blog]

"I'll have Noeman here fill you in on the details. Get any essentials you need and be at the service tunnels in five." The sergeant briskly ordered. He then gestured toward the Marine behind him and stepped away from the two, heading toward the concrete bunker that served as their base camp.

Corporal Noeman watched the man depart with a glint of relief in his eyes. He let out a breath and popped his knuckles in both hands through his padded gloves. "Well, since we already know each other's names, I'll get to the point. I mean, unless you want a second, you were reading weren't you?"

The corporal, age 25, stood at 5'10 and had incredibly dark brown eyes and an equally dark buzz cut that could only slightly be seen under his standard issue helmet. His uniform was ruffled and dirty from earlier combat, and on his magnetic gun holster was a Covenant plasma pistol in place of the normal M6G Magnum.

[rplikewithoutthei-blog]

Dragon's Breath closed RP w/ lucy-anders

Shocking reports of a Covenant flagship breaking through the defenses at the Cairo Station was terrible news. The UNSC stationed in New Mombasa, where the ship had stopped over, along with a small police force worked to set up defense of the city and the evacuation of all its citizens.

Unluckily, however, a Covenant onslaught very quickly befell the city, leaving the NMPD and 17th marine regiment to fend off the enemy as best they could, getting any civilians they could to safety.

When help finally arrived with the /In Amber Clad/, the fight for Mombasa was finally starting to look up. ———————————-

The Earth-stationed 40 Commando was staged on the beachfront along with the remainder of the 17th, securing a route in which the final grouping of civvies would be leaving the sieged city.

The rescue mission had gone haywire, resulting in the death of all but a dozen out of the sixty remaining in their convoy. A small detachment of the 40th was to be sent in to retrieve the pinned survivors.

“Corporal Anders! You’ve been selected to go on the mission.”

Sergeant Gentree, the marine heading the rescue, approached the female soldier, rifle on shoulder, with a serious expression. He turned his head down and spit beneath him as he walked with a slight limp. “I need every brave soul I can get on this mission. God knows some of us ain’t comin’ back.”

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Dragon's Breath closed RP w/ lucy-anders

Shocking reports of a Covenant flagship breaking through the defenses at the Cairo Station was terrible news. The UNSC stationed in New Mombasa, where the ship had stopped over, along with a small police force worked to set up defense of the city and the evacuation of all its citizens. Unluckily, however, a Covenant onslaught very quickly befell the city, leaving the NMPD and 17th marine regiment to fend off the enemy as best they could, getting any civilians they could to safety. When help finally arrived with the /In Amber Clad/, the fight for Mombasa was finally starting to look up. ---------------------------------- The Earth-stationed 40 Commando was staged on the beachfront along with the remainder of the 17th, securing a route in which the final grouping of civvies would be leaving the sieged city. The rescue mission had gone haywire, resulting in the death of all but a dozen out of the sixty remaining in their convoy. A small detachment of the 40th was to be sent in to retrieve the pinned survivors. "Corporal Anders! You've been selected to go on the mission." Sergeant Gentree, the marine heading the rescue, approached the female soldier, rifle on shoulder, with a serious expression. He turned his head down and spit beneath him as he walked with a slight limp. "I need every brave soul I can get on this mission. God knows some of us ain't comin' back."

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I have an announcement to make: Boobs. That is all.

Very lovely

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I’m baaaaaaaaaaack

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Yay!

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What’s up

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Doing homework and listening to hockey while tumblring. You?

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Sitting in the dark covered in peanut butter while tumbling

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I have an announcement to make: Boobs. That is all.

Very lovely

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I’m baaaaaaaaaaack

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Yay!

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What's up

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I have an announcement to make: Boobs. That is all.

Very lovely

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I'm baaaaaaaaaaack

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“Inviting me to your house already, eh sister?” He smiled wide and gave a subdued laugh. “That might actually be a good idea…maybe. You see uh…well this is kinda embarassing…” He rotated his injured arm and hissed as the motion stretched the skin on the graze. “They have me on the run, and I can’t exactly call in for backup because I was investigating…freely. Basically the faster I get outta here, the better.”

The detective offered his hand to the woman and nodded. “Dialon, by the way.”

OCC: (Die-ay-lun)=Dialon :3

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A gasp left her mouth as he spoke, she shook her head lightly and stammered over her words. “No, no I didn’t mean it like that.” She tried to explain, looking towards her feet before listening to him speaking as her eyes fell upon his arm once more. “I don’t really know what any of that means so I’m just going to help you get out of here then.”

Taking his hand to him, she shook it lightly and sent him a soft smile. “Charlotte. Nice to make your acquaintance officer. Now, should we go get that graze cleaned up before it gets infected?”

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"Definitely." Dialon spoke in a surefire tone. "There's a small matter I have to attend to, though."

The detective pointed toward the alley he had come out of, then swirled his finger in the general direction like he was stirring a fancy drink. "Keep an eye out over there, I'm gonna call into the PD anonymously. You remember that description I gave ya? Keep that in mind. Can ya do that for me?"

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“Inviting me to your house already, eh sister?” He smiled wide and gave a subdued laugh. “That might actually be a good idea…maybe. You see uh…well this is kinda embarassing…” He rotated his injured arm and hissed as the motion stretched the skin on the graze. “They have me on the run, and I can’t exactly call in for backup because I was investigating…freely. Basically the faster I get outta here, the better.”

The detective offered his hand to the woman and nodded. “Dialon, by the way.”

OCC: (Die-ay-lun)=Dialon :3

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A gasp left her mouth as he spoke, she shook her head lightly and stammered over her words. “No, no I didn’t mean it like that.” She tried to explain, looking towards her feet before listening to him speaking as her eyes fell upon his arm once more. “I don’t really know what any of that means so I’m just going to help you get out of here then.”

Taking his hand to him, she shook it lightly and sent him a soft smile. “Charlotte. Nice to make your acquaintance officer. Now, should we go get that graze cleaned up before it gets infected?”

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"Definitely." Dialon spoke in a surefire tone. "There's a