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Post by James Harper on Jun 18, 2014 19:36:51 GMT
"At least we don't have to deal with a God."
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Post by Neil Wotan and Sophia Wagner on Jun 18, 2014 19:38:02 GMT
"So i'm guessing we'll find whatever we're looking for in a lab of some kind, wherever that lab is, I don't know, James probably does, so he'll run point."
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Post by Joel Florian on Jun 18, 2014 19:44:33 GMT
"And once we're in, we just go and grab shinies? Sounds straightforward."
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Post by James Harper on Jun 18, 2014 19:47:21 GMT
"Best plan we've got."
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Post by Neil Wotan and Sophia Wagner on Jun 18, 2014 19:49:52 GMT
"Let's not waste anymore time then," Neil grinned, "Let's show the ol' Bear how a War God rolls."
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Post by Joel Florian on Jun 18, 2014 19:58:08 GMT
"I'm right behind you." Joel nodded.
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Post by Neil Wotan and Sophia Wagner on Jun 18, 2014 20:02:36 GMT
He looked at James, "You ready for this?"
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Post by James Harper on Jun 18, 2014 20:27:05 GMT
"Do you need to ask?”
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Post by Neil Wotan and Sophia Wagner on Jun 18, 2014 20:31:10 GMT
Neil nodded before adding "So should we hit them from the sky or the ground? Either way we have the element of surprise."
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Post by James Harper on Jun 18, 2014 21:09:49 GMT
"I vote sky."
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Post by Neil Wotan and Sophia Wagner on Jun 18, 2014 21:15:53 GMT
"Sky it is. Though I still want to ram Tyrfing into something one day.."
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Post by James Harper on Jun 18, 2014 21:42:38 GMT
"Not today, please." James readied his gear and gave Joel a flash drive. "This is everything I've got on URSA."
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Post by Joel Florian on Jun 18, 2014 21:49:23 GMT
"Ooh, yay!" Joel grinned as he took the flash driver. "I'll put this to good use."
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Post by Natsumi Kureshima on Jun 19, 2014 1:17:12 GMT
Meanwhile, the old Bear is a little short-staffed at present. Her bodyguard was recovering, her medic had left to join the crusade. Damn that Iris! There was more to the bigger scheme of things than just the liberation of France! Though she had extended an invitation to someone to come and meet with her, the other had not replied, so she could only assume that message either didn't go through, or wasn't received.
She shook her head and walks off down the corridor from her office, after locking it. Taking her laptop to put in her quarters, her office otherwise being useless.
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Post by Neil Wotan and Sophia Wagner on Jun 19, 2014 1:54:24 GMT
Neil arrived at the ship's cargo bay, dressed in a black turtleneck sweater, carrying a grappling hook in one hand and a handgun in other. He was also wearing hi-tech goggles over his face.
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