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@cpldingo As long as he doesn't flirt.

@Belwicket

That's not Wolfes style. Hirsch on the other hand...feel free to be mean to him.

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@cpldingo Maybe. It depends on how Ariel reacts to your character.

@Belwicket

Well Wolfe does like dogs.

Wow! Corporal Dingo! I posted that two months ago! O_o LOL

@Gunther

Not sure how, but I seemed to have missed that. Haha

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I suppose your right. BROWNIES FOR YOU ALSO!

@Eyeris

Are they special brownies?

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@Eyeris Alright.

@Belwicket

Lol. Our characters have the same last name. Might have to exploit that later on.

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The room was getting crowded. Nudging Hirsch Wolfe nodded toward the the conference room. Hirsch took the lead out, Wolfe followed. They walked in silence down the short hall until they came to the conference room door.
Hirsch walked in first, it appeared there were still individuals in the conference room, plus a dog. Someone was continuing the briefing. It had appeared they entered as the speaker transitioned over to items found at the site.
When the image of an old sword took up the screen, Wolfes breathe caught in his throat.

'That sword...?' he thought. It couldn't be the one from the temple in Afghanistan. Even though it being just a picture, Wolfes heart begain to pound, his body temp began to spike causing him to sweat, profusely, his breathing became ragged. Wolfes consciousness became...obscure for a moment. The closest thing one could compare was a borderline overdose of a powerful psychedelic, such as DMT or LSD.
The pounding began to flood his ears, he stared at that sword, a grip on his self, then the picture changed, a dog barked. As if a thousand pounds of pressure were lifted, Wolfe exhaled sharply and recoiled from the experience.
"Hey, Wolfe, what's up man?" Hirsch asked concerned.
"N-nothing," Wolfe cleared his throat, "Must've just...a ... Dizzy spell, probably lost my depth perception I think. I'm good now."
Truth be told, he did feel good, in fact...now, he felt great.

What are you afraid of?

Mujahideen lol.

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They we're running, awkwardly, but running with the old man carried between them. Wolfe led the way, remembering his way back to the medical wing.

"Over here," Wolfe called out. They came to a door label H-Room-123. When Wolfe kicked the door open he was relieved to see it was a hostpital room.

They got the old man down on the bed, a few of the others followed in toe.

Hirsch got a confused look on his face.

"Dude, Wolfe, check it out," Hirsch said pointing to the old man. His face began to change to the color blue and frost began to appear around his nose and lips.

"Dawg this ain't no normal hypothermia."

One of the others moved in to take care of the old man. Hirsch tried to stick around and a watch, only to be pulled by the collar away from the group now around the old man.

(now)

The two marines stood near the doorway.
Wolfe genuinely concerned for the old man, and curious about how he can get hypothermia.

Hirsch however was trying to sneak away to go talk to the redhead women he had seen earlier, only to be halted a glare from Wolfe.

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I should be getting a post up soon, been a hectic week.

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I have indigestion, don't eat Dominos pizza 15 minutes before you go to bed...

Anywhoo

Let's get this pig moving. Should I go ahead and make a short post? To bridge the sequences of events toghether? Or maybe twain gets some screen time?

The Great 'What's The Best Final Fantasy?' Debate Thread.

I played 7-12 and only liked 7. The rest had me bored to death, and all the ones after 12 just did not appeal to me.

Super stoked they are remaking 7.