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originally posted in:The New Dojo
6/23/2017 6:46:46 AM
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"So you never actually made it as a pilot. Given your injuries. And pilot training takes a [i][i]while[/i][/i]." Marker sighed, looking at the ground
"That's fine."
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Edited by medic: 6/23/2017 10:07:09 AM"yea... I didn't get that far..." Poison chuckled... "What's your plan? Continue where we left off, before this mess, or...?" [spoiler][i][i]while[/i][/i] Lol[/spoiler]
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"Tell me who Lucas Simpson was. Who... You were. I want to know." Marker leaned against the wall, gazing at Jacob's body
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Poison follows his gaze, "we should probably get that cleaned up, it's starting to reek in here and I think I might want a room change..." Poison then thought about Markers question, and asked "You mean like, what TYPE of person I was?"
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"Yeah. That. Who you fought besides, what fleet. Who did you know. Whatever you can tell me."
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[spoiler]Oh rip you're asking me tough questions, trying to do some quick research but nothing came out of it... What fleet do you think I should be in??!? I'm so confused[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]It's literally just something you can choose for yourself. BS IT "My Name is Lucas Simpson, i served under Sargeant Aaron Wilson of the 4th Fleet"[/spoiler]
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Edited by medic: 6/23/2017 7:01:31 PMPoison looked straight into Markers visor, saying, "My name is Lucas Simpson, I served under Sargeant Aaron Wilson of the 4th fleet..." [spoiler]Your wish is my command... Lol[/spoiler]
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"Aaron Wilson? Aaron Died at the Supply Depot Raid.... Along with most of the fourth fleet. I guess that explains how you were injured, and why you went M.I.A. we lost a lot of good men after that..."
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"Really?" Poison looked shocked, "Whats going on with the 4th fleet? Was it dismissed?" [spoiler]Im doing summer reading while RP, Im a legend[/spoiler]
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"Yeah it was. All of the ships that remained from the fourth fleet and any of the troops that survived were put out of commission. Placed into reserves."
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"My word... Where does that put me? The reserves?"
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"That's where it would put you, yes." Marker said shaking his head in dismissal as he got to his feet
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"Rip..." Poison said... "Ermmm...."
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"You can come out of the reserves if you so choose. I'll pull some strings."
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Poison looked relieved, "You'd do that?"
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"I could certainly try. It'd be stretching my rank but I think I can make it happen. You'll need to take a psychological exam though."
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Poison chuckled, "I think Im pretty psychologically intact, but I'll do it, it's a fair price for what you gotta do..."
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"I'd say you were. But PTSD can strike at unexpected times. You can never be too safe." Marker started towards the door. "I'll set the meeting up. Until then, Farewell."
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Edited by medic: 6/23/2017 7:30:49 PM"yep, better safe than sorry! See ya!" Poison plugged his nose, saying, "now I gotta get a different room!" [spoiler]I feel like this is the end of this chapter[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]It is! [/spoiler]
