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Post by "Bill" on Apr 2, 2011 17:43:35 GMT -8
[glow=white,2,500]*Embera laughed at how leisurely TornadoMan was about how everything was transpiring.*
Embera: So we're just festering in here like rats? Oh joy. So who's all in here thusfar? There's you, me, that other guy...Anyone else? It seems odd that for a militant group that rivals WWW, they happen to only have 3 prisoners?
*Embera laid on her back with her arms behind her head. It had been a short while since thoughts of Warrior passed in her mind. She really missed him and how obviously infatuated he was with her. She remembered when he took her hand and for once since that day, she genunely smiled. Whistling a short tune to herself, she awaited what would be happening in an almost blissful quiet....ALMOST blissful.*[/glow]
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Post by Wackoguy on Apr 3, 2011 7:21:53 GMT -8
"Make sense of them...? Is there something hidden amongst the files...?" Glassman asked questioningly,walking into the office and stopping in front of the new Commander's desk.
"Any in-particular-?"
He glanced over the mini-towers of paperwork. Glassman knew the ONB had plenty of info...and because of this,he was glad he wasn't assigned to do office work.
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Post by Raven8 on Apr 3, 2011 9:30:00 GMT -8
*Terra sorts through some files and puts them away, also closing several windows as he does so before addressing Glassman again*
Terra: No, I just feel that I should familiarize myself with the Navis of the ONB and those who have been against us over the years.
*Terra puts away the final file before turning back at last*
Terra: Now; what can I do for you?
*TornadoMan yawns a bit before replying*
TornadoMan: All of the cells that I can see are empty, and there's no sound coming from deeper in the prison. However, this is just one wing of the ONB's prison complex.
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Post by notegg on Apr 3, 2011 10:18:35 GMT -8
Finale?: Well I say we blow up the place and get out of here!! There is nothing even somewhat enjoyable and I can't see your face in this light pretty girl and I have no idea where I even am now and....
Finale?'s rant continued for quite a while until he realized what he was doing. He was pacing the room as he yelled and tried to stop pacing. He couldn't stop pacing, but managed to stop ranting.
Finale?: Excuse my rudeness. I just must of passed out at the bar...Err what day is this?
Today was going very badly very quickly.
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Post by Raven8 on Apr 3, 2011 14:54:23 GMT -8
*TornadoMan, his dark green helmet now sloped over his eyes as he lays his head on one arm near the front of the cell, remains silent for a few moments before giving a response to the somewhat crazy normal Navi*
TornadoMan: The day after yesterday, or the day before tomorrow if you prefer.
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Post by Wackoguy on Apr 3, 2011 16:24:15 GMT -8
"Ah,right...I came here because of the announcement...regarding the current ONB members having to temporarily resign our privileges...or something to that effect?"
Glassman rubbed his forehead in deep thought and released a breath of warm air. He was nearly beginning to think he should've merely left the building...but disregarding the announcement might've proven to be a faulty decision on his end...
Another thought then crossed his mind and he looked up toward Terra.
"Also,not to waste your time but...mind if I ask what became of the previous Commander...? Or is that classified...?"
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Post by "Bill" on Apr 3, 2011 18:40:42 GMT -8
[glow=white,2,500]*Embera laughed. "Couldn't see her?" She was eminating light! Her head kind of jerked when TornadoMan said "one wing" and "prison complex." This was an insane outcome of her actions, no doubt. She turned her attention to the normal navi.*
Embera:Our abilities are neutralized in here. Go ahead, just try to make a buster. As for the today, you're right Sir, it is the day before tomorrow, of that much I'm sure. By the way, and I meant to bring this up, but how long until the lack of things to do pushes us to insanity?
*Embera was genuinely curious about how this would turn out for her, but soon, an even more interesting thought came into her mind.*
Embera: TornadoMan, sir....You think we could have a re-match when we get out??[/glow]
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Post by Raven8 on Apr 6, 2011 18:25:01 GMT -8
*As GlassMan asks his question, Terra raises his finger to the Navi to signal "just a moment". He then puts his finger on the com-link in his ear, paying very close attention for a moment before speaking*
Terra: Permission granted.
*Terra then looks back to GlassMan*
Terra: Oh, yes. I just assumed that you had dropped it off at the front desk like the others. If you like, I can take it for you. As for Commander Suki: I'm afraid that I'm not at liberty to discuss it right now.
*TornadoMan shakes his head at Embera's request, silently pondering for a few moments before responding*
TornadoMan: ....Embera.... life's too short. I don't really care who wins or loses any longer, nor do I care about prooving myself to myself or others. I'm sorry, but I'm not interested....
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Post by Wackoguy on Apr 7, 2011 7:37:55 GMT -8
"Ah,I see...well,I suppose I'll take my leave then..." Glassman said,leaving quicker than he had arrived.
After walking down the hall a bit and entering the elevator,thoughts passed through Glassman's mind....something was definitely wrong about this situation. Maybe he'd go elsewhere to think things over....
As an automated chime sounded from the elevator,the doors opened and Glassman made his way to the front desk. He then placed his ONB ID on the desk...
"Glassman.exe,on temporary hiatus....as announced."
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Post by notegg on Apr 16, 2011 6:23:33 GMT -8
Sorrow teleported in. He had no idea that Embera was being held here, but was going into the ONB for two things, get a fake license, and to make a public inquiry to whoever the hell was in charge here about Embera's whereabouts. He passed by Glassman just as he left and Sorrow entered. Not seeing a secretary or anything of the sort he entered the elevator and went for Terra's office. Sorrow knocked on the door to Terra's office and waited to be let in.
Back in the darkness of the dungeons, Finale's previous self was sitting against the back wall of his cell. He was getting fed up of this firey hothead and her green friend, so he just decided to sleep for the night. Or day. Finale didn't know.
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Post by Wackoguy on Apr 17, 2011 18:55:07 GMT -8
Walking from the desk,Glassman glanced in the direction where the newest guest had left,wondering how he even had access to the elevator.
Shaking his head,Glassman dismissed the thought...afterall,he wasn't currently part of the ONB and probably would be on hiatus for longer than hoped.
"Hm...guess I'll go for a stroll." he said under his breath,turning and leaving the building.
[Location change;Glassman has left the building]
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Post by "Bill" on Apr 17, 2011 19:33:17 GMT -8
*Before long, another clicked occured in Terra's ear, the frosty cat was on the line again.*
Pluto: There's two more navis here, sir. One's a brutish purple fighter, and the other an armored bird-looking navi. Permission to engage?
HOURS LATER.....
The battered cat shoved Sorrow out of the way before locking himself in Terra's office and collapsing close to the desk.
Pluto:...argh....I'm sorry sir...The Onyx Overlord and the destructive purple one were to powerful for me....After I rest up, would you like me to go back out...or may I interrogate the prisoners?
[glow=white,2,500]*Back in the dungeon, Embera looked over to the normal navi, and just wondered what was going on with him. She called over to him before speaking once more, she needed to block out the thoughts of missing Scruffy or Cloaks.*
Embera: Hey, what's your name by the way? I never caught it earlier, and I'm curious to know.[/glow]
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Post by Raven8 on Apr 27, 2011 14:46:43 GMT -8
*Terra rushes over to Pluto, helping the battered Navi up and into a chair*
Terra: Relax for now, Pluto. Heal yourself first, then we'll have time to gather any information we may need from them.
*Meanwhile, a lone Normal Navi walks into the jail wing of New Life, waking along as normal as can be untill he reaches the wing where the three Navis are held. Without a word, he walks up to each cell, touches the scanners and disables them. He then opens the cell doors casualy and stands back as if at attention, not saying a word.
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Post by "Bill" on Apr 27, 2011 23:12:51 GMT -8
*Pluto was aggrevated at the loss he had taken, He sat down, his sky-blue fur into the chair, before slowly putting his hand in his face.*
Pluto: Raah....I was so careless...Now the Sharonian Wilds have noone patrolling them, who knows where who is. Knowing Saturn, he's wasting away somewhere...Uranus has his area under control....And...grrrr...Mercury...wouldn't be surprised if they deleted him...worthless navi...Pardon my words sir, but I've never gotten along with Brother Mercury....
MEANWHILE....
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*Embera's question was cut short before she noticed a Normal Navi walking through the halls. Seeing all of the gates open, she glared furiously before stepping towards the navi.*
Embera: Who are you, and what's going on here? Are we being released, or are we being questioned?
*For a navi given an obvious token to bolt, she stayed, wanting to get to the bottom of things. If they WERE to be questioned, she'd go first to allow the others a chance at freedom, no reason to let TornadoMan stay in captivity, he deserved freedom more than her anyway.*[/glow]
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Post by Raven8 on Apr 28, 2011 9:17:01 GMT -8
*As Embera questions the unknown Navi, he remains entirely rigid and unresponsive. One key feature does reveal itself, however... within the visor on this Navi's face no light shines, not even the tell-tale eyes of a normal Navi. This Navi, standing as a statue, is nothing more than an empty shell, the remains of a Navi deleted who knows how long ago*
*Having been asleep on the ground, the sound of Embera's voice awakens TornadoMan. With his cell door open, the wind-elemental forces his battered body to rise and limps over, standing next ot the solar Navi and examining the strange corpse that stands as a suit of armor in the middle of the hallway*
TornadoMan: ....what on earth did you do to him?
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