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Post by Galadare on Jul 9, 2007 18:42:50 GMT -5
She blushes and smiles at you sheepishly, "I don't know this Elly of yours, but I used to be married to a guy named Schwartz. Well…almost…sort of…that's a long story. I'm sorry I tried to impersonate her. It just seemed like the thing to do at the time."
With one catlike motion, she springs up onto the table and propels herself across it. Her shoulder catches you in the chest and she leans into you, pinning you into the chair as she kisses you.
This, of course, sends the MPs into fits. Their side arms instantly appear in their hands, though they refrain from firing as her body is unlikely to be dense enough to provide you with sufficient protection.
"Get away from Hunter Andrews," One commands and moves to clear his field of fire. The other advances on Willden.
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Post by Beamer on Jul 9, 2007 18:57:08 GMT -5
Beamer smiles and looks at the boys. "She is cuffed boys, thanks for jumping into help, but this is quite fun. I think you should all try it sometime."
He returns her kiss licking her bottom lip in a teasing way and pushes her forcefully back into her seat. "Now dear, you will need to keep that for after the battle. What were you robbing to get put onto my list with murders and unlikely canidates for this operation?"
He checks to be sure he has all his belongings on him before he lets the MP's leave, though he is not sure about this one. So he removes all of his weapons and begins to do a thorough search of Ms. Wilden being sure to get her permission to check every place on her person Once is is sure she is completely clean he sits again and requests that the MP go back to his post.
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Post by Galadare on Jul 9, 2007 19:27:24 GMT -5
You get her into her seat without any trouble and check your weapons. They all seem to be in order but your wallet is missing. You look up to find Willden examining a photo of your squad.
"Wow," she says, "No wonder you though I was her!
"By the way, you're a good kisser. Let me know if she decides to pass."
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Post by Beamer on Jul 9, 2007 19:32:09 GMT -5
Beamer smiles thinking, 'Bleeding female version of myself.' "So Kat. Why are you considered one of the most dangerous women on earth?"
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Post by Galadare on Jul 9, 2007 19:57:17 GMT -5
"Dangerous?" she looks genuinely hurt, "Who said I was dangerous? Sure, my fingers are a little sticky; but dangerous?" her voice quivers, "I-I'll admit that, sometimes, it takes me a couple tries to tell the whole story; but dangerous?!"
At this point she looses all composure and starts sobbing into her palms. After which she blubbers something about never hurting gray hair or gray walls.
If allowed to continue, she eventually pulls herself back together: "I'm sorry," she says, "I just never realized that I was a monster." And sobs some more.
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Post by Beamer on Jul 9, 2007 20:10:26 GMT -5
Beamer smirks to himself as she sobs and when she is done he replies, "I never said you were a monster. Stop basing your decisions on emotionally irrational ideas and live by principles. How do you expect to keep yourself together in the heat of battle if you cry everytime a mistake is made. Face the problem and overcome it. I don't have time to teach you how to do this. I need to know what you stole to get put on this list." Beamer is firm and calm. He isn't letting her rake him over the coals, he is a ladies man. He knows that all women need a man who doesn't back down when they test him.
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Post by Galadare on Jul 9, 2007 20:24:59 GMT -5
She pulls herself together, with little apparent effort.
"Well, let me think…" she says dreamily, then gives you a list. Slowly at first, trying to shy away from implicating herself, but before long she starts reminiscing. The more quietly you listen, the more she talks, and the longer the list gets. It isn't long at all before you start losing track of individual items but there seem to be two common themes; shiny and expensive.
After several minutes, she concludes with; "Oh, and your wallet." holding it up as if trying to hide behind it. She gives you a decidedly sheepish grin and blushes again, while tossing it onto the table (the contents are all in order, should you care to inspect them).
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Post by Beamer on Jul 10, 2007 12:13:18 GMT -5
Beamer looks at her with a smile. "Can you keep your fingers away from my squad's pockets and other personal items if I give you the chance to get out of prison?"
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Post by Galadare on Jul 11, 2007 22:11:49 GMT -5
"Oh, absolutely!" she chirps, "cross my heart and hope I die otherwise!"
GM: This concludes your interview list. If you want to set up anything else for your next thread, post away. Otherwise, don't bother me till Saturday!
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Post by Beamer on Jul 13, 2007 14:26:13 GMT -5
I look over the records for the one that clocked my jaw. 'He believes in his cause. He would be a good sleeper if Beamer only had a way to communicate with him. Though his upbringing did suggest that he kill men like this on site. Kill first, as the children questions later. This is what his father hated about the military. The pirates would have adopted them all and taught them true law. The only law, the law which the code was based upon.
Beamer realized that he had never learned about this religion outside of that one incident. He spends the next hour reading up on this religion to find some common ground where he can attempt to build some kinship with this man. If he cannot beamer will head to the hangar.
He as well gives orders to allow the newly professed sober sailor to modify all the mechs in any way he sees fit to take down this beast. With the information he can obtain.
He wonders where miss wolf has headed off to and requests that she be found and brought back to this hangar in haste.
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