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Topic Started: Mar 23 2009, 06:13 PM (1,734 Views)
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Royce couldn't help but laugh at that. "Trust me, ma'am, if you've had to do what I have, even cleaning a latrine with a head-mounted toothbrush seems fun. Believe me, no manufactured hell is as bad as the oneI've been through."

As Royce spoke, he seemed to grow farther and farther away from the conversation. In his head, images flashed of a young man, younger than Royce and barely more than a boy, lying in a pool of blood on the hangar floor, while Royce stood above the twitching body with a smoking rifle gripped in his blood soaked hands.

"Benjamin...," he murmured softly to himself. Royce suddenly snapped back and felt the heat rising in his cheeks. "Uh, can we start over with the introductions? I've been getting shit on by assholes in black at the base for the past two months. It can break a man."
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Ennis was about to respond to Royce and his odd behavior when Franke’s ‘nice arse’ comment, and he spent a few moments giving the woman a look that was equal parts flattered, amused, and perplexed. But he soon shook his head and turned his full attention back to Royce.

“You must be the unluckiest soldier I’ve ever met, picking a fight with your CO before he even gets to see the transfer papers. So I’m going to cut you some slack. You’re still paying for the drinks though, and if we have to we’ll take it out of the next paycheck. Not that you’ll miss it, since I doubt we’ll be getting shore leave again any time soon. Hop in.”

Ennis hopped into the driver’s seat and pulled his sunglasses back down over his eyes as he continued speaking.

“An odder welcome to the Retiro unit there has never been. The ‘naughty girl’ here is Lt. Franke Giest, formerly of Zeon’s Afrika Korp, now on the Titan payroll. Ignore the missing arm and the bikini, she could still probably kick your ass. And what exactly is your name, anyways, Ensign?”
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After staring out at the blue ocean beneath him for sometime it dawned on him that just being there at this memorial was enough to get anyone thinking. All of the old photos and pieces of information detailing the attacks, it was enough to make any history or military person wonder just why do people do these things.

Then it dawned on him, that he too was in the progress of repeating similar mistakes to those who came before him. The goal of history is to teach people so they can learn from the mistakes of the past not solely repeat them. He had forgotten that all too important lesson far too many times, with a slight smile coming across his face all he could was laughingly think, "I suppose I'll have to fix this mistake I've helped to make by myself and with nothing more than my own power. That's the only way I can ever look at them in the eyes again."

With that Orrick removed the glasses from his face and walked off of the platform and onto the boat that would take him back to the shore. He looked back at the memorial just once with his own eyes. The boat started to head towards the shore Orrick looked onward as the glasses covered his face once more.

"Not yet, Nash Kryger you still have a job to do, I won't let things end as they are right now. Under the sunglasses his eyes were focused firmly forward no longer looking back.
Lieutenant Commander Orrick Alexander Current Machine: ORX-005 Gaplant Kills: 12
Ensign Summer Hearst Current Machine: MSA-099 Rick Dias Kills: 1
Ensign Samantha Alexander Current Machine: MSA-099 Rick Dias Kills: 2
Ensign Linda Adams Current Machine: MSA-099 Rick Dias Kills: 2
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Sean

The group of Sean, his armed guards, and the off duty guards walked into whatever bar the older MPs picked. Sean insisted that they shouldn't be drinking on the job, since any good POW would use that as an opportunity to escape, but on of the men replied with "While we hold our liquor, you'll hold your tongue." Sitting down while everyone started to get liquored up, Sean just watched them. The older men just sat together and talked, while the younger guys were loud and watched the game. Don't ask me which, because it doesn't matter. The Bartender asked him what he wanted to drink, and Sena replied that he was the designated driver. In truth, Sean didn't really like to drink. Something about it just wasn't appealing to him. Maybe it was all the car accidents, passing out, and vomit that put him off it, but he also couldn't grasp the concept of consuming liquid as an act of 'fun.' No one ever considers eating dinner fun by itself, but someone getting smashed is. It made no sense to him, but to each his own.
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After his ride back to the base he boarded the Garuda and quickly found himself headed back towards his room to change back into his uniform. After the change of dress including the change back into his mask, he found himself headed towards the bridge. Finding Garrick Nash asked for the basic information. "Rodgerson. What's our status on repairs, as well as our resupply?" Nash asked in his usual tone, hiding his reinvigorated spirit.
Lieutenant Commander Orrick Alexander Current Machine: ORX-005 Gaplant Kills: 12
Ensign Summer Hearst Current Machine: MSA-099 Rick Dias Kills: 1
Ensign Samantha Alexander Current Machine: MSA-099 Rick Dias Kills: 2
Ensign Linda Adams Current Machine: MSA-099 Rick Dias Kills: 2
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After a good hour or two at the pub, Sean started to get hungry, and a tavern wasn't exactly the best place to go for fine dining. The young MPs were still howling at the game for each point scored, either cursing the team or praising them, depending on which of the two they preferred. The older getns were still drinking, slowly. Unlike their off duty counterparts, they already went thought he party boy stage of drinking and now preferred to take their time drinking to enjoy the taste and flavor more than just chugging it all down to get wasted. The 'lead' MP stood up and said that it was time to go. The others agreed and paid their share of the drinks. The young guys, being on shore leave, chose not to go so they could finish up watching the game, while Sean had no choice but to go.

Sean stated that he wanted to grab some grub before heading to the ship, and they agreed to letting him get take out. They revealed to him that Ennis gave them permission to take Sean's wallet with them, which had exactly $80 in it since the day he was taken POW. To get a local's opinion, Sean asked one of the bar regulars where the best pizza joint was located. After getting piss poor directions, Sean and the MPs were on their way. To his dismay, Sean was told that they're getting the pizza to go, and he can eat it when they're back on the ship. It was obvious that he didn't really like the idea, since he'd be eating a pizza on a ship where everyone else would be getting slop. Always being the nice guy, Sean ordered 11 pizzas for some of the guys who decided to stay on the ship, like a few of the mechanics, a few members of the bridge, and Face Mask. After an hour of waiting for the pies to be cooked, they were on their way to the base.
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Royce got into the back seat of the jeep and decided that maybe Ennis wasn't the same as the other jerkass Titans he'd served with. His new commander and the Zeon merc seemed to be alright people, if a little crazy for Royce's taste.

When Ennis asked for his name, Royce replied, "Royce. Royce Fauker. Go ahead and make the Fauker/fucker connection and get it out of your system, sir. I've been getting shit for it since sixth grade."

Royce leaned back in the jeep's rear seat and tried to relax. It wasn't easy.

((Sorry for the long wait and crappy post. I've had to wear a chicken suit in 85 degree weather for the past three days. Last time I volunteer for anything.))

Mod Edit: Just out of curiosity, what the fuck did you volunteer for?~O'Regan
Edited by O'Regan, Apr 17 2009, 07:34 PM.
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Garrick was flipping through a clipboard full of paperwork when Nash approached him. He looked up from the paperwork, looking mildly relieved to be able to take a break from it, even if it involved chatting with an officer.

"Resupply is just about done. Not much need for solid ammo anymore, with all the beam rifles, just spare parts and fuel, so that speeds it up. Repair on the engines is moving along, should be done by the end of the day. Mobile suit repair is on schedule, and the Commander's latest crime against my profession," he said, gesturing to Franke's machine with a smirk, "should be ready for trials by tomorrow morning."

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"No thanks, too easy. I prefer to be creative," Ennis said with a chuckle. He pulled into the parking lot of a local watering hole and parked the jeep, hopping out.

"Now, Franke, remember: no shooting. We'll have to pay for the repairs if we turn this into another Cyclops episode," he joked with the mercenary before leading them both inside. Half a minute later a tab was set up and the first drinks were being served.

"So, Royce, how long have you been wearing the black and red? Sad to say I haven't gotten a look at your file, so I'm a little in the dark, here," he said to the Ensign before taking a gulp of his drink.
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The Mercenary grinned and shrugged her shoulders with a chuckle,

"Aww, your no fun James," she threw on a mock pout, "I could only fit one into this thing anyway."
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Franke Giest - Zeon Mercenary and Exile - Former Officer of the Zeon Desert Korps
"The Red Fox"
Unit: Hi-Zak Custom
Gryps Kills -
MSA-099 Rick Dias (Ens. Banska Senne, AEUG)
RMS-179 GM II x2 (Unknown Pilots, Karaba)
MSR-00100S Hyaku Shiki Kai (Lt.Commander Jim Anderson, AEUG)

Captain Sharan Sharif El Musharif - Commander of Zeon forces (OYW), Captain of Axis Forces (Gryps) - Former Double-Agent in Titans Forces.
Gryps Kills -
Salamis-Kai Class Cruiser Trenton
RMS-179 GM II (Trenton Three, AEUG)
RMS-179 GM II (Dale, Karaba)
Post-Mortem Kills -
Orrick Alexander's Sanity.
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Sean and the MPs entered the Garuda with the pizzas. Luckily, Face Mask and one of the mechanics not on shore leave were talking. "Dinners here you bunch of rejects." He called out while five pizzas were put on a table, with another five being sent to the bridge. Sean kept one of the 11 for himself. Taking a seat, he started to eat a slice.
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Royce gulped down a shot of a surprisingly strong local gin, and slammed the glass down on the table. His eyes watered and his throat felt like it was about to melt. "Wo~ow," the Ensign said before signaling for another.

"I've been a Titan for, oh, about two years, maybe?" Royce said to Ennis. "I joined thinking it was going to be what the posters promised. Instead, I got to see just how bad people can treat each other."
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"Well, I'll be damned, the jailed buying food for the jailers," Garrick mused with a grin, tucking the clipboard under his arm and walking over to the table.

"If you're looking for better treatment kid . . . you've got the right idea," Garrick said to Sean with a quick bark of laughter before grabbing a slice for himself.

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"The posters and the people who make them are, in general, a bunch of lying bastards," Ennis said with a shrug. "And this is a particularly ugly conflict. Not like the War, which was nasty on a large scale. This one is nasty in all the little ways. Loose codes of honor and looser alliances," he went on, taking another taste of his drink and thinking about the people he felt embodied the problems.

"No unit is perfect. Every one has their guy that everyone else wants to push out the airlock. And I'm not going to try to give you what the posters promised. But in case Franke here wasn't too much of a giveaway, I'm trying to do things differently with this squadron. I can try and give you a real reason to be proud of the uniform."
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Franke laughed into her drink, "'Loose codes of honor and looser alliances?' I'd almost think you were talking about me James..." she smirked over her glass and grinned to Royce,

"Mmmm, hard luck lad."

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Franke Giest - Zeon Mercenary and Exile - Former Officer of the Zeon Desert Korps
"The Red Fox"
Unit: Hi-Zak Custom
Gryps Kills -
MSA-099 Rick Dias (Ens. Banska Senne, AEUG)
RMS-179 GM II x2 (Unknown Pilots, Karaba)
MSR-00100S Hyaku Shiki Kai (Lt.Commander Jim Anderson, AEUG)

Captain Sharan Sharif El Musharif - Commander of Zeon forces (OYW), Captain of Axis Forces (Gryps) - Former Double-Agent in Titans Forces.
Gryps Kills -
Salamis-Kai Class Cruiser Trenton
RMS-179 GM II (Trenton Three, AEUG)
RMS-179 GM II (Dale, Karaba)
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Orrick Alexander's Sanity.
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In as much sarcasm as Nash could muster he responded to Sean. "Thanks, but I'm afraid I'll have to refuse. It this mask of mine got pizza all over it and was ruined what fun would you have then?" As Nash finished making his smug comment, the base team that he had put to work earlier in the day was delivering their finished product on the bed of the transport truck. It stopped in the middle of the hangar with a large tan tarp over the object the truck was carrying.

"Commander Kryger. We finished the work you asked us to do and brought it here just like you asked. The tech waved his hand and the team pulled the tarp off of the machine. Nash with his arms crossed looked on with a smile his Gaplant was now red, just like the red comet's machines of the One Year War. A slight smile came across his face, "It looks great, thank you for your hard work."

"It was no problem Commander, just one thing though. With that mask and this color scheme your not... Nash cut the man off, "No, I'm not Char. But just imagine the faces of the AEUG when they see a masked man and a red machine coming right for them." The mechanic laughed a bit, and replied, "Aye, that would be quite the site sir. Where do you want it?" Nash pointed to the empty space next to Ennis' Gaplant, the spot reserved for his machine.
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Ensign Summer Hearst Current Machine: MSA-099 Rick Dias Kills: 1
Ensign Samantha Alexander Current Machine: MSA-099 Rick Dias Kills: 2
Ensign Linda Adams Current Machine: MSA-099 Rick Dias Kills: 2
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Ennis snorted and shook his head.

"If a mercenary with a love of alcohol was the worst of my problems I could die a happy man. Last time I checked you're not trying to stab me in the back like some people. Not that the people in question aren't going to be dealt with," he said. "They'll find that trying to do things the old fashioned way is a bit of a 'forlorn hope', if you catch my drift."
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