Anya walked over to her room and sat on her bed. She put her back against the wall and her feet were straight out in front of her. Her mind, began racing over everything. Everything that took place that day, everything she did wrong, everything that Painter had accused her of. Every comforting word Jason had given her. She didn't know what to do, I mean, how could she right? She stopped looking at the negative. They would have to rebuild there team. So that it was good and strong. It would take forever to get back the bonds she had witht he rest of her team. She sighed, she hated being nineteen. No one believe she could do antyhing. Why had Jason chosen her anyway? She's far too young to run something. "I'll prove Painter wrong." She hissed under her breath. "He'll see."
ooc: Yes every single post. Mistakes aren't fun, and a summary won't help at all. Dx
Ic: "I'll ask Kein to get a med pack for Annabella. Other than that, I'll leave you to get used to your team. I'm assuming we're going for another mission?" Painter asked, looking back to Sarah. "Yes. I'll need you to go now, before the sun sets. I hate to have to send you on these missions, but I need you to see if you can get at some of their officials." She seemed to stumble but caught herself and continued. "I want you to get to as many agents as possible. There is no object goal. Your goal is t kill the officials you can get to. Don't show any mercy, you know what they've done to our good people."
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"If he dies, then it will be God's will."
"If that was meant to be comforting, it was not."
"Everyone dies eventually. Once you are born, you begin to die."
"That was not comforting either!"
"It is the way of the Creed. Usually our deaths are violent but quick."
OC: um i'm not one for reading alot of posts because by the time i've read them all you guys would probably finished another 5 pages. and i don't have time to do alot.
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"Well if we don't kill him maybe there will be death and destruction and maybe this realm will be destroyed and the Cykarie Realm (otherwise know as the Sye Realm in the future) will have a waged war with a realm Blackfang named after himself." Ryujini said then paused. The three of them broke out laughing.
Jason was glad to see a few members were being put on his team. As it was he would have liked to have gone with Painter on his next mission but knew it was impossible. He had to get his trained and battle ready. He saluted Sarah and said, "Then i will be going to allow you all to discuss the mission. Good evening commanders." With that he turned on his heel and headed toward his small one room dorm here in the facilities. He was rather glad it was small. As a standard room it had a twin sized bed, a bookshelf, a desk with a computer depending on your rank and a bathroom. Commander Shepard headed down the long hall to the beta team dormitories and located his room. ON the door it read, 'Commander Shepard'. The dark haired commander turned the door knob and walked inside. He closed the door and nearly collapsed on his bed with exhaustion.
Kein stood at the doorway of the room, med pack dangling from his fingers. "You called, Your Majesty?" He said to Painter, a slight, tired, smile on his face. After greeting the Nighthawk Organization Leader, Sarah Nighthawk herself, he forced himself to suppress a yawn, and looked over the team rank sheet carefully. "The spy might be in this list." He said in an exhausted mumble, "I don't know why, but I feel real beat." 'Must've been the overuse of the ability.' Yet although he thought that, he couldn't stop a nagging feeling from scratching uneasily at the edge of his mind. 'I've gotta stop this paranoia.'
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"Here's your information," Sarah handed Painter a sheet of paper and he nodded, turning to Kein. "I think it's just us today. Alyssa needs to heal. Partright's team will be backup, am I correct?" "Yes, that's right." Logan looked up. "You better let me get some of those agents," Partright growled. "Trust me, there'll be enough out there to satisfy even your craving for revenge," Sarah assured him. Partright nodded. "Are you ready to head out Kein?" Painter asked, pulling out an extra gun and a few more clips.
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"If he dies, then it will be God's will."
"If that was meant to be comforting, it was not."
"Everyone dies eventually. Once you are born, you begin to die."
"That was not comforting either!"
"It is the way of the Creed. Usually our deaths are violent but quick."
Kein checked his bag over and tsked. "I'll miss that old dagger, that I will." He muttered to himself before facing Painter and nodding, "A mission after a mission. When will I get some rest?" He said this with a slight whine, but the glint that suddenly formed in his eyes was enough to show that he was excited to get moving. The mask clicked in place easily, and his hidden daggers seemed to wail with an urgency to get going. "Wait a sec," He mumbled, and left the room for a quick second, before returning with a new bag that attached to his left leg, "It's more convenient." A shrug.
Anya walked into the room where Painter was talking to Kein, she had heard the whole conversation. "I'll go with you, you'll probably need more than two people, even if I am with the beta team." She looked painter straight in the eye, even though he stood a bit taller than her. "I have nothing to do but sit here all day anyway. Let me come." She knew she was going to get some other kind of lecture. But she was willing to prove herself that she wasn't as reckless and miscaring as everyone took her for anymore. She had to show she could be the strong fighter, and that she could be the one to make it through, instead of always sitting in the sidelines and people yelling at her and looking down on her all the time.
Painter eyed Anya. "Can I trust you not to run off? And to listen to my orders? And to not treat me below you?" He wasn't sure if he could, but that was good, it would make her want to do her best and prove herself. Hopefully she wouldn't be reckless and die to prove herself. That would be bad.
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"If he dies, then it will be God's will."
"If that was meant to be comforting, it was not."
"Everyone dies eventually. Once you are born, you begin to die."
"That was not comforting either!"
"It is the way of the Creed. Usually our deaths are violent but quick."