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originally posted in:The Roleplay League
12/23/2015 11:39:02 AM
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[b]They both look at the sky in unison and sigh disappointedly when they see the ship flying overhead.[/b]
"Does that Ghost of yours also consider deserts civilian areas?"
[b]Yelled the male hunter as he threw his hands up towards the sky while still watching the ship still. [/b]
"Just blame my incompetent co-pilot and we'll call it a deal."
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"Ghost, you're coming down there with me. Keep a remote link open with the ship. If they try anything, vaporize them,' Rai plainly stated as she unfastened herself from the pilot's seat. "You got it! Transmatting now," Ghost responded almost cheerily. In a flurry of blue and white particles, Rai materialized onto the runway, her weapon, a Zero Point LOTP Scout Rifle, already drawn and trained on the male Hunter. Rai was adorned with thick Relic Iron plate armor, shaded white and gold. The sunlight reflected off of her armor beautifully, blinding any one that looked at the glare for too long. "This area has been sanctioned off until the Vanguard has carried out sufficient inspection. State your business."
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"State my business? We were just going out for a nice walk and a bit of recon for the Vanguard. And we don't take too kindly that you have thoughts of shooting me." [b]He shakes his head slowly as the female Hunter's hand quickly moved to her handgun but not unholstering it.[/b] "As I said, blame the co-pilot." "No, blame him for getting us into this situation." "My statement remains unchanged."
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Rai shifted her sights in a flash, the Scout Rifle now trained on the female Hunter. She barked, "Move that gun even an inch and you're going to know what 4 Heavy Fusion Cannons feel like." Ghost primed the ship's weapons further, their whines combining to sound like some mechanical bird of prey. Rai looked back at the male, her scope firmly centered on his head. "What are your names?"
