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 Posted: Sat Jan 22, 2011 9:36 pm
"Well, I'll be your friend however I can. May name's Arch." He spoke to her. "And I think I'd much prefer to talk to you as a squad right now over the council."
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Posted: Sat Jan 22, 2011 10:06 pm
moira blinked "er, thank you...sir....erm, arch..." she said, not quite tripping over the words as she switched the link on "activated to four parties, myself as technician watcher whatever...never mind, ill stop" she said, staying quiet
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Posted: Sat Jan 22, 2011 10:14 pm
Arch chuckled and put on his helmet. "There's no need to stop... You be who you are and nobody else... But preferably remove this barricade so I can really talk to you three... You can obviously tell there's nobody left out here that will threaten you."
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Posted: Sat Jan 22, 2011 11:11 pm
"hmmm...except for the three inactive lumps in your back pocket, picky about circumstances before they go off..." moiran said ironically, sussing them out. she sighed and looked at her squad "yes, no?" she asked quietly
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Posted: Sat Jan 22, 2011 11:16 pm
Arch nodded and placed the grenades on the floor. "Better now?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 22, 2011 11:19 pm
"yes, thank you....however, if you could get rid of the other, ahem, contraband that could compromise us, that would be nice as well..." moira said, sounding ironic. "i mean, jammers and trackers are all well and good on missions, but for a diplomatic mission? i would promise things, but all i CAN promise is me representing, weaponless..."
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 7:54 am
"I have a need. I'll keep on me a energy sword and a magnum... I'll drop everything else." Archangel replied and tossed it all away including his helmet. He still had a jet pack on his back though and the energy sword in a back compartment and the gun on his left hip. Just in case he was attacked. "Just you for now. I have no interest in your commander or the non-negoitiable sniper that left me teamless."
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 7:51 pm
moiran shrugged "i can't be that valuable..." she said as she stripped all of her own stuff as well...not even a paper clip was left. she did leave her helmet on though. she stepped quickly through the hangar door and slammed it shut with a quick twist before he could get in. she felt a muscle complain about the forced exertion, but ignored it. she turned the speaker in her helmet to a small speaker used for announcements to an audience. "sorry about leaving the helmet on...you would be unable to hear me else, and....well, im not exactly what one would want to look at" she said, sounding matter-of-fact about it as she shrugged "as you can see, no weaponry..." she said, arms out as she waited to be attacked, at least a yard away from archangel. she was waiting for a move, wary.
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Posted: Mon Jan 24, 2011 1:18 pm
He nodded and released the rest of his weapons. "Please... At least let me see my new friend's face... It doesn't matter what you look like whether your a shy princess or a beaten up wreck I've seen em all." Archangel replied and was cautious about the other two he kept his eyes on the front door and any other ways of shooting out at him.
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Posted: Tue Jan 25, 2011 10:22 pm
 moira sighed, rubbing the top of her helmet "fine..." she slowly lifted her helmet, her eyes staring disconcertingly at archangel "this is me...not much, and definitely not your usual..." she said softly, almost unheard. she raised her chin proudly in her suit, eyes flashing "bet you don't know quite who or what i am....which is good. i don't think i want notoriety..." she said, sounding simple and super serious until she smiled "that, or they just don't want people to know i beat their systems early on..." she almost giggled at that, her face twisting as if to laugh but she stayed silent "ah, funness..." (ummm, would he know about her? lol...and i dont want her to die; i hope he's being honest...-_-)
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Posted: Wed Jan 26, 2011 1:24 pm
((He is being honest. He probably knows of some special people juast not who they are.))
Archangel smiled and laughed slightly. "Can we, if you don't mind move somewhere more secure for a one on one conversation?" He asked as he continued to scan the building's front for any sniper points. "You can understand my concern right?" He asked and then stopped and looked to her
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Posted: Wed Jan 26, 2011 10:45 pm
moira tilted her head to the side and looked at archangel thoughtfully "i suppose..." she said, her voice almost unheard as she gave a slow nod. waving to the hangar doors she started confidently off, passing archangel who almost had hair longer than hers...from what she could see. mentally shrugging, she sighed as she scratched at her head "this way should be fairly secure...depends how private you want" she commented thoughtfully, before suddenly turning around to point a finger at archangel "and no funny intimate stuff..." she said in a no-nonsense tone that was clearly heard before she turned just as suddenly back around to lead them into a good place to rest and talk privately
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Posted: Thu Jan 27, 2011 4:24 pm
Archangel nodded. "I had no intention of that, more distrust in your sniper friend." He replied and looked back to the hanger doors then turned to her as they went someplace private. He took off his armour and placed it on the floor. "So your new there then?"
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Posted: Fri Jan 28, 2011 7:46 pm
"yes..." moiran said quietly, her face turned downwards modestly. she stayed in her armor, aware he still could probably harm her even if she left it on, but felt added security wearing it "as you are concerned, so am i with a previously hostile party..." she said neutrally, a smile to show she was just trying to state a fact "yes, i am...right out of training. why do you ask?" she wondered curiously, tilting her head to the side, one hand holding her helmet that was still running schematics almost too fast to follow. as in, archangel could probably catch maybe two codes every five seconds
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Posted: Sat Jan 29, 2011 6:19 pm
"Just felt like you were... Most spartans are too noble to take off their helmet." Archangel replied. "If your new this is easier to say... I would like you to join us. If you join us you will feel like the member of the right family... I can guarentee that." He stated and noticed she still coundn't trust him, if she wasjust a rookie and a tech one at that even if she was lying he knew he could probably hurt her way before she could touch him.
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