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Post by Spartan 999 on Feb 10, 2012 7:45:46 GMT -6
Sorsa leaned back in his seat, enjoying a sweet, fizzy drink. When he looked up, his mandibles fell slack for a moment. He quickly drained his glass, then moved to his feet. He navigated through the crowd quite effectively, eventually coming up behind his quarry.
"Til 'Muramee...it's been a while since Templar's Rest."
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Post by Huka on Feb 10, 2012 9:34:06 GMT -6
Feeling a familiar chill, Til was about to turn when he hear a equally familiar voice, "Til 'Muramee...it's been a while since Templar's Rest."
Turning completely around, he fixed his good eye on the Special Operator, and gave a short bow, "Sorsa 'Xirasai, it has been a while. How you been doing since Templar's Rest?"
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Post by Spartan 999 on Feb 10, 2012 11:16:45 GMT -6
"Not bad, considering." Sorsa replied, bowing back to Til. He scrutinized Til briefly before speaking again. "And I am glad your wounds seem to have healed well."
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Post by Huka on Feb 10, 2012 18:12:54 GMT -6
Til chuckled as he looked at his burnt hand, "Indeed. Less irritating now. Especially since my pilgramage back home cycles ago. It was spiritually and physically helpful." He said with a distant thought before looking to Sorsa again. "How about you, What have you been doing since the Hunt?"
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Post by kartoffelfogel on Feb 12, 2012 16:52:20 GMT -6
OOC: Everyone read this post--we will be having PROMOTIONS for all of you good Covies who fought so well
Legra stalked among the streets of High Charity...feeling a little less than victorious.
Although he had done himself honor during the recent battle...it left him with more of an unsettled heart than a calm one. He shook his head, trying to dislodge the feelings of unease.
He was dressed now in a plain gray robe, covered by a dark green mantle of cloth. Still, despite his civilian accoutrements, he still bore his twin curveblades of moonbeast bone and 'Xirsa steel. Tomorrow, he would still carry them--even though tomorrow he would likely bear the silver armor of an Ultra, and a gleaming Energy Knife to compare.
For tonight was the Night Of Reward--and those who did well would be rewarded. And in a victory as decisive as Glasgow, there was much honor and glory to be gained. He new that almost certainly there would be many promotions to be had--maybe even shifts of command.
He now began moving along the boulevards of High Charity, heading in the general direction of the Sub-Ministry of Mortal Reward. But as he headed toward the Sub-Ministry, his eye caught two individuals.
Sorsa.
And Til.
Legra wandered up to them, and hailed them.
"Aih!"
"Til, 'tis good to see you once more. And to you as well, Sorsa. I did not see you at Glasgow or the airfield, my friend--too stealthy to be spotted by the blind-eyed likes of me, aih?"
OOC 2: Yes, RP your people toward the Sub-Ministry of Mortal Reward.
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Post by Spartan 999 on Feb 12, 2012 17:52:50 GMT -6
"Oh, sneaking around, assassinations...Special Operator things." Sorsa replied, waving a hand airily. At that moment, a familiar voice sounded.
"Til, 'tis good to see you once more. And to you as well, Sorsa. I did not see you at Glasgow or the airfield, my friend--too stealthy to be spotted by the blind-eyed likes of me, aih?"
"Indeed. The Active Camouflage helped with that, too." Sorsa said, grinning slightly.
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