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4 yrs ago
Current Sometimes you spend so long looking for peace in someone else, you loose sight of that peace you can give yourself. Don't forget that guys.
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5 yrs ago
"Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery. But today? Today is a gift. That is why it is called the present." -Master Oogway
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8 yrs ago
So many writing ideas, so little time to write. Being an adult sucks...
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8 yrs ago
It's the most fattening time of the year!
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9 yrs ago
There is a madness to my method. Or is there a method to my madness?
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Well, I did read it over when I saw it. I actually remember thinking that the transformation thing was normal at one point in my watching of all the various shows. I'm fine with it.
You wanna do that or should I ninja?
A strange place in a stranger time


The adjutant's voice brought the Ghost operative known as Crimson out of his zone as he was doing a physical work out in the battle cruiser's training room. Looking towards the speaker, he took a moment to map out a route in his head before standing from his sit up position and heading for the armory. The trip lasted about three minutes, in which time he manage to catalogue every potential reason he could for the call for a Ghost escort; foremost among them being that he was meeting with someone he didn't trust on a potentially hostile location.

Walking in, he pays little mind to the marines that were getting armored up and retrieves his own HES, suiting up and checking the gas valves, tanks, and tubes. Confident it was all in order, he retrieved his rifle and machine pistols from their racks, holstering the latter pair and carrying the former as he lowers his visor into place and heads for the drop ship bay. He'd wondered where they were since it had been made public knowledge to the crew and kept waiting for the Zerg or some rebel group to hit them as they scrambled to figure it out. He had hated waiting the most, because it meant he wasn't en route to do something, to do his job. It meant he could do nothing but endless target practice and working out. And that grew very dull very quickly.

Still, he didn't question the admiral on why he called the Ghost Team when he arrived, instead opting to cut to the point. "Who are they and will we need to be prepared for rebels?"
Mako Kurohiko, Exiled Warrior|Crocus City



"Yes, my Knights and I successfully apprehended him quite some time ago". Rosalina paused, giving the Mako a perplexed look, one he could understand, as he hadn't yet given his reason for looking for him. "He was judged and sentenced accordingly and now works under me as a Rune Knight. Unfortunately I can't go around giving strangers personal details or whereabouts of the Knights or where they are to be stationed". She stopped for a moment and seemed to be thinking. Mako waiting, knowing full well what she was thinking about and the semi-correct conclusion she was going to come to.

"You wish to settle a past grudge, I assume?" Mako shook his head, indicating the most obvious part of his tattoo.

"Far from it, Miss Idwal. I am a man of Isval, member of the Kurohiko family. To seek him out only to settle a grudge easier settled by a card game or something of the like is ridiculous even by our standards." However, it would seem she didn't hear him as she continued.

"Leave it be," She began, staring down at Mako with a stern expression the young Isval man found to be quite comical. "Whatever it is you seek this man for, leave it be. He has made a new life for himself with the Knights. We can't change the past, but nobody deserves to be haunted by it". Mako shook his head, ready to argue his point or fight if he had to.

"I am afraid I cannot do that, Miss Idwal. And it is...not recommended you stand between an Isval man and his path to regain his honor. Five years ago, he killed a diplomat in my charge from Isval on the Fiore side of the border. Because I failed to protect the man as was my charge, in order to reclaim my honor, I must kill the man who killed my charge." He does nothing to betray his movements, as he hadn't moved from his casual stance, but he tensed for some reason. "Fiore and Isval, despite the loss of this diplomat, are on good terms with each other as trade partners and recognize the cultural differences between them. During my search for this man, a member of another family from Isval, one Sadako Arakida if memory serves, had a similar matter. Fiore's royal family acknowledged her right to seek out the man who'd taken her honor. And I now exercise mine."

Jane Addeson|Mall Food Court



Bullet remained silent as the three of them departed to the food court. Isabella had been ecstatic about Jane's idea, starting to feel her energy slumping towards the late afternoon. Their walk was filled with the sound of Isabella fussing over Jane for not eating breakfast and suddenly the young energy blade mage was regretting bringing it up. After all, it wasn't as if she did it all the time, and it wasn't like she'd die if she did it that one day. "You're in the guild with us now, so don't think you can get away with skipping breakfast. While we were on the road on our last mission Bullet made the most amazing beef stew. You must make it for Jane one day, Bullet." Jane turned to see Bullet's face at that comment, but noticed he was lost in space after their brief conversation. She started to say something, but Isabella punched his arm when encouraged a response.
"Sure, yeah. I'm a pretty good cook, so I'll have to show off my expertise to Jane some day." Jane giggled and pulled her hilt free from it's place on it's back, spinning it expertly in her hand.

"You might have some competition there. I've been told I make a mean curry." However, before any response could be made by Bullet or Isabella, they reached the court. Turning to the various stalls, Isabella quizzically beamed at Jane.

"I simply cannot decide! What should we start with? I don't want to fill up at one place so let's pace ourselves." To be honest, neither could Jane, but she didn't want to hit all of the stalls, just one place was fine with her. Still, she decided to humor Isabella's idea.

"Why don't we start at some place that has something you haven't tried yet? I mean, living on the lamb makes for rare opportunities to eat at places like this, so I haven't had any of it."

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I know...It's just hard because I just feel like a burden to others. Hell, even my dad treats me like a burden.

@Expolar

Hey, do you mind if I use this fight with Frye to do some really big character development?


I may need to kill a bitch. You are not a burden. Remember that.
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I just really need someone to talk to. I hate talking to my mother about this because it just makes her more stressed out and my brother, well, he has a lot of issues.


We're always here for ya mate. Even if we don't always know what to say, we are listening.
I think the Dominion ship is also being hailed...
On the Road again


Wrath had looked at the Watcher when it had appeared, though only after it had tapped his shoulder to get his attention. Upon the relaying of the message, Wrath stood with a grunt and thanked the Watcher, who disappeared again into a wall. Panoptos was perhaps the only Watcher that the nephilim went out of his way to hate. It was clear it both thought itself better than everyone because of it's age, and thought itself untouchable because of it's position. Reaching the World Tree before he could really put some thought into the elder servant, he listens to the Watcher and acknowledges their guide when he's introduced. Once he was done, Wrath chuckled. "Just one question. How long do you take to summon the rift?"

There had been about a dozen seething remarks that Wrath could have made in the question, but in the interest of time, the nephilim had opted to save them for a later date. Upon getting an answer, he'd approach the guide and wait, ready to be on his way.
Ah, alright.
I'm kinda unsure on if I need to post anything...
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