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| Re: Breathtaking | |
| By: Foxtrot Date: May 31, 2016, 12:50 pm | |
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| "Ah, scrubbing the lockers, that's rough." Fox says as he lies | |
| back down on his bunk to get comfortable. "Did a few of those | |
| back in the day. Never pleasant." He adjusts his pillow. Lays | |
| back and relaxes again. "I'm surprised it was over drills. You | |
| seem perfectly capable of acing them." | |
| #Post#: 260-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: Breathtaking | |
| By: Lauren Kelly Date: May 31, 2016, 8:02 pm | |
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| "And floors..." Lauren let out another sigh. "Capable? You just | |
| me me haha. I don't know, I did with with helicopters, but jets | |
| are a whole new story." | |
| #Post#: 265-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: Breathtaking | |
| By: Foxtrot Date: May 31, 2016, 10:24 pm | |
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| "Flying. Jets." It was said in a manner of amazement. The sheer | |
| concept of speeding through the sky armed to the teeth simply | |
| astonished the unicorn. "Wow. That's quite a tall order. But I'm | |
| sure if you got the basics down, the rest just falls to | |
| practice. Oh, and not crashing either." | |
| #Post#: 278-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: Breathtaking | |
| By: Lauren Kelly Date: June 1, 2016, 2:12 pm | |
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| "Yeah... " Lauren was quiet for a while. "Hey I never caught | |
| your name?" She took a sip of water. | |
| #Post#: 280-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: Breathtaking | |
| By: Foxtrot Date: June 1, 2016, 5:50 pm | |
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| "Foxtrot, or Fox for short." the unicorn answers, slowly | |
| drifting off to sleep. "What's yours?" | |
| #Post#: 283-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: Breathtaking | |
| By: Lauren Kelly Date: June 1, 2016, 10:08 pm | |
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| Lauren spit out her water. | |
| "Oh shit they put YOU in my room? Damn you are pretty well known | |
| in this particular base. We watched a lot of footage of what you | |
| did at the tower. They are gonna be running some tests on your | |
| tomorrow right?" | |
| She wiped her mouth. | |
| "Just call me Lauren. I don't like all that fancy stuff." | |
| #Post#: 292-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: Breathtaking | |
| By: Foxtrot Date: June 2, 2016, 11:11 am | |
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| "Sure thing Lauren." Foxtrot replies. "I'm supposed to assist | |
| with this asteroid you guys have here. To be honest though I | |
| have no clue what to do exactly. I'm sure they'll fill me in on | |
| the details when I get there." He lets out a small yawn. "Hey, | |
| I'm gonna get some shut eye. It's been nice meeting you." | |
| Rolling around to get comfortable, he finds a spot and drifts of | |
| into slumber. | |
| As Foxtrot slumbers, his long dormant memories, suppressed by | |
| the effects of the Phantom Initiative, resurface in his dreams. | |
| Voices both familiar and foreign echo in the void. Bits and | |
| pieces. | |
| [I]'Chairman, glad to see you can stop by...' | |
| 'The construct is still in progress...' | |
| 'The Initiative will handle the rest...' | |
| 'Director, is this him?' | |
| 'When it's all done, the rest will fall into place...'[/i] | |
| As if on queue, things sharply turn to a nightmare. Places he's | |
| never seen, terrible things he doesn't remember doing, and | |
| countless lives he's never met all flood in. And they all end | |
| with death, his hooves soaked crimson as screams cause him to | |
| thrash around in his bunk. But as soon as it starts, the madness | |
| ends. Now he's alone, all alone in the dark. | |
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