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Author Topic: ABS FIESTA REDUX  (Read 1535008 times)

It's one room. You have little privacy aside from your own bedsheets and blankets.

Huitz slave quarters. i thought nuac even at least gave us walls :c



I get back into my standing closet and leave the door slightly cracked. I wait.

"I got like a bunch of card games i brought with me from home. Anyone interested in a game of go fish?"

(i mean it kind of calms MY nerves in a time of trouble so i figured i'd ask)

"Shut. The forget. Up," I reply to the new pilot.

Huitz slave quarters. i thought nuac even at least gave us walls :c

They're barracks, not a hotel room. This isn't even a NAUC airbase.

"I swear to god if you don't shut the forget up I will kill you because you will kill all of us."

"Can you afford not to trust me?"
: Fair point.

"So. What caliber."
: Dunno. Dunno if it even has a caliber.

You arrive near the site of a gunfight, with a handful of dead Mercanans and Huits littering the hallway. She pushes a dead huit off of a munitions crate that was mid-transit and uses an electronic lockpick to get it open. Inside is a pair of Zentragothic heavy sniper rifles. She loads one of them and tries to hand it to you.
: forgetin' A, this thing weighs more than a car! Hope you don't mind the weight.

She sets it on the floor instead.
: ...Well. I didn't expect it to be so heavy. I'll just help you spot then.

Instead of loading the second rifle, she simply removes the scope and its' power supply.

"I will kill you all if you don't stop loving talking." I whisper audibly.
« Last Edit: April 13, 2015, 12:02:05 AM by Gojira »

They're barracks, not a hotel room. This isn't even a NAUC airbase.

Back after the airbase transfer it was RP'd about the quality of the upgrade between rooms, and up to this point we've RP'd as if we all had our own dorms.



I sit quietly and listen.

Back after the airbase transfer it was RP'd about the quality of the upgrade between rooms, and up to this point we've RP'd as if we all had our own dorms.
on this subject:
It's multiple rooms inside one very BIG room
this is more or less correct.

I do the same from my room, and hope nothing breaks down the door.

I hoist the rifle a little more easily. It's heavy alright, but it could be worse.

"This thing looks fantastic. What the forget does it shoot."

Make something happen at the barracks we're getting bored here

we'll probably get involved in one way or another. Lets be patient.

It's one room. You have little privacy aside from your own bedsheets and blankets.

I have been informed that this was in fact incorrect.

I start fiddling with the safety on my weapon out of nervousness.

*click*

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