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  1. [11/29/2013 6:08:57 PM] Josh: The barraks of the East City command is unused and oddly tidy. Brandt paces back and forth, checking his list without nticing where he is wandering to. The places for the hired mercenaries, those from Drachma, Franco, and Milos, are arranged nearby each other.
  2. [11/29/2013 6:14:39 PM] Curator: Albért finally stops staring gleefully at his flashy shoes, and looks around the room, trying to take stock of the other secret operatives that will support him on his heroic mission.
  3. [11/29/2013 6:16:25 PM] MR RAGE: Sieg stands at the head of the barracks, arms folded. The Ishvalan certainly holds himself like he's in charge, blue coat and uniform pressed and cleaned. Red eyes wandered from head to head, counting and measuring.
  4. [11/29/2013 6:17:23 PM] Carl Knudson: Ian adjusts his shirt and lava-lava as he looks around.
  5. [11/29/2013 6:19:33 PM] Yana: Yana keeps to herself close by the rest of her team, taking stock of her supplies. Who would suspect a girl of sixteen or seventeen in a merc outfit from Drachma? She wore her hair in a ponytail though the sides of her head were shaved and had an eyepatch over her left eye. Her uniform seemed to be camo overalls with heavy boots and a black top.
  6. [11/29/2013 6:23:08 PM] Curator: Albért grins broadly at any who meets his dashing gaze. At one point, when he is certain everyone is looking, he runs his manacured fingers (hidden by articulated armor, anyway) through his curly, blond hair and shakes his head romantically.
  7. [11/29/2013 6:24:34 PM] Curator: At lasts he breaks the silence. "Misseur Brandt, zese folk seem to be a *fine* assortment of mehcenarhies! I 'ave no doubt we will accomplish... err... what was ze sing you told me i was to accomplish, again?"
  8. [11/29/2013 6:25:54 PM] MR RAGE: Sieg glances to Brandt, giving the man the chance to spout a party line before he speaks up.
  9. [11/29/2013 6:30:07 PM] Josh: Brandt sighs and looks around at the group gathered there. "This is an infiltration and retrieval mission. We will be heading behind Ishvalan lines," Here he stops to look at Sieg for a second before pushing on, "To the ruins of Xerxes."
  10. [11/29/2013 6:31:54 PM] Curator: Albért grins broadly, eyes widening and fists raising in wordless excitement.
  11. [11/29/2013 6:31:59 PM] Yana: Blah blah blah. Heard it all before. She glances at her team then down to clean under her fingernails with a small knife.
  12. [11/29/2013 6:32:15 PM] Carl Knudson: Ian sits on his sea bag listening
  13. [11/29/2013 6:40:45 PM] Josh: "Now most of you have your assignments. But for those that don't, here's a quick runthrough. The Drachman mercenaries will work with Sieg to punch through the enemy lines. The rest of us will wait until they send us a signal." He looked at his list again. "Albert, Ian, and myself will act as a strike team, hitting small targets fast and hard so that the larger group can move forward without too much hassle." He looked around. "The Oasis Alchemist can brief you on anything else. He will be leading this mission from here on out." He nods to Sieg.
  14. [11/29/2013 6:45:50 PM] MR RAGE: "Hnh." Sieg ran a gloved hand through his short hair, stepping forward. "With a disparate group of mercenaries like this, I'm certain there's some bad blood hanging in the air. From the moment your boots touch the sands, however, you are all united by a single fact: You will all die if you let petty disputes interfere with your work." The Alchemist folds his arms. "The Ishvalans will not see Drachmans, Francos, Milons. They will see Amestran scum, and they will spill your blood without hesitation. Understood?"
  15. [11/29/2013 6:46:16 PM] Carl Knudson: Ian pulls out a chunk of pork jerky and starts to eat chew on it as he listens
  16. [11/29/2013 6:47:01 PM] Carl Knudson: "ya"
  17. [11/29/2013 6:47:33 PM] Curator: Albért worriedly shoots a glance to his gaudy boots at the mention of sand, but continues listening, certainly not at all distracted by the thought of his prized footwear getting tarnished.
  18.  
  19. certainly not.
  20. [11/29/2013 6:50:13 PM] Josh: The Drachman Sergant speaks for her men. "Da."
  21. [11/29/2013 6:52:02 PM] MR RAGE: "Perfect." The Alchemist adjusts his gloves, frowning despite his praise. "For the time-being, I'll be reviewing your files. If anyone has information relevant to your role in the operation to volunteer, now is the time."
  22. [11/29/2013 6:55:04 PM] Curator: A look only describable as "manic glee" spreads across Albért's face.
  23. [11/29/2013 6:55:31 PM] Curator: "Of course!" He announces with the most regal voice he can muster in spite of his thick accent.
  24. [11/29/2013 6:56:05 PM] Curator: "I am Albért Sébastian Clouseau!!! I am Le Prince étranger!! Ze greatest hero of ALL the land of Franco!"
  25. [11/29/2013 6:56:33 PM] MR RAGE: Sieg stops mid-stride, turning with dull horror to watch what he's started.
  26. [11/29/2013 6:56:39 PM] Carl Knudson: "I fight. I kill, I eat... no questions needed"
  27. [11/29/2013 6:57:51 PM] Curator: Albért gasps at the large man. " Ugh! 'Ow... Bahbarhic!! Where is your honour? Where is your zeal?? Where is your regal insignia?!?!"
  28. [11/29/2013 6:58:15 PM] Josh: Brandt steps up to Sieg, watching the Francan with mild interest. He waited for the man to finish before talking. "Well said. Just thought you might want to know what I specialize in." He put up his hands. "They call me the Kinetic Alchemist. I deal with the movement of energy. If you need someone to stop a bullet or change something's temperature, I'm here for ya."
  29. [11/29/2013 6:58:21 PM] Carl Knudson: "wear is your cape of feathers"
  30. [11/29/2013 7:00:06 PM] Curator: Albért continues his impassioned conversation with Ian, now grinning slyly.
  31. "A cape of feathers, you say? hon hon hon..."
  32. [11/29/2013 7:00:34 PM] Yana: Yana groans.
  33. [11/29/2013 7:02:50 PM] Carl Knudson: "where I come from only the most regal chiefs and kings wear them"
  34. [11/29/2013 7:04:24 PM] Carl Knudson: "Maybe you will earn one on this mission" Ian grins
  35. [11/29/2013 7:05:03 PM] MR RAGE: The Ishvalan tips his head towards Brandt, glad to at least hear from someone who had more sense than muscles.
  36. [11/29/2013 7:07:06 PM] Yana: The Drachman looks around, realizing this place was going to feel very cramped very soon.
  37. [11/29/2013 7:08:29 PM] Josh: Yana , when you look around you see the Sergant staring at you. She looks from you to Sieg and then back. She raises her eyebrow at you, as if to say, 'well?'
  38. [11/29/2013 7:10:29 PM] Yana: She stares back for a long moment. If the Ishvalan couldn't read her file and see she made a living blowing things up how good could he be at leading?
  39. [11/29/2013 7:11:17 PM] Josh: The Sergant leans forward. As if Amestrians could be trusted to be good leaders.
  40. [11/29/2013 7:12:07 PM] Yana: The Corporal shrugs. Why bother telling him anything then?
  41. [11/29/2013 7:12:46 PM] Josh: The Sergant crosses her arms and scoffs. Finished with the silent conversation.
  42. [11/29/2013 7:13:17 PM] Curator: After an absurdly long time spent deliberating, Albért follows his ominous chuckling with a flourish of the hands and a snap of the fingers. In an instant, his polished, perfect armor is gone (save for those glorious boots) and around his neck, a fine cloak of elegant white feathers is draped, reaching all the way to the floor.
  43. [11/29/2013 7:13:20 PM] MR RAGE: "Having fun, ladies?" Sieg cocks his head, voice aimed at the Drachmans.
  44. [11/29/2013 7:13:56 PM | Edited 7:14:05 PM] Curator: Directing his commentary toward Ian, he asks " 'Ow is zis, misseur?", grinning charmingly.
  45. [11/29/2013 7:14:09 PM] Carl Knudson: Ian stands up impressed. "Now that is more befitting of someone of your standing"
  46. [11/29/2013 7:14:38 PM] Yana: Yana groans again and averts her gaze away from Albert.
  47. [11/29/2013 7:15:48 PM] Curator: Albért is taken aback by what he believes to be genuine praise. He blushes a moment, then wraps his cloak around his body and wills it back to his regal armor.
  48. "Oui... i, uh, am glad zat we see eye to eye on my heroism!"
  49. [11/29/2013 7:15:59 PM] Carl Knudson: "If you fight as well as you hold your self.. I believe you will be a great comrade in arms"
  50. [11/29/2013 7:18:08 PM] Carl Knudson: "does anyone have a church key?" Ian rummages in his bag
  51. [11/29/2013 7:18:17 PM] Curator: Albért grabs his spear from the wall it idly leaned against. With no less showmanship than exhibited when demonstrating his armor's abilities, he spins the spear above his head dramatically, before pounding it into the floor beside him firmly.
  52.  
  53. "My abilities in combat are guided by my fais [faith] in ze great Madame. It is inconceivable zat I could be anysing but an asset to you fine folk."
  54. [11/29/2013 7:19:13 PM] Josh: The Sergant looks up at Sieg. "Ju have our files. That vill have to be enough, I guess." She said, looking back at Yana.
  55. [11/29/2013 7:20:32 PM] Yana: Now it's Yana's turn to lift an eyebrow. What am I going to tell him that isn't already in there?
  56. [11/29/2013 7:20:40 PM] Carl Knudson: Ian pulls out a large canned ham.
  57. [11/29/2013 7:22:57 PM] Josh: The Sergant ignores her, returning to her requisitions sheet. The Drachman men have all given those two a wide berth as they occupy themselves around the barracks.
  58. [11/29/2013 7:24:56 PM] Carl Knudson: "GRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH" Ian fails to rip the can open barehanded
  59. [11/29/2013 7:25:29 PM] MR RAGE: The Ishvalan folds his arms, gaze finally settling on Yana. "There is one thing the files don't contain, cannot contain, is all."
  60. [11/29/2013 7:27:21 PM] Yana: The Drachman girl takes a moment to look at the guy trying to rip open a can. "If ze files are incomplete somevun eez incompitent." She got up with her things gathered in her arms and moved to claim a cot.
  61. [11/29/2013 7:28:34 PM] Josh: Brandt walks over to Ian. "Hey, buddy, try this." He hands him a can opener.
  62. [11/29/2013 7:29:16 PM] MR RAGE: "Files are written by bureaucrats, sergeants, post-hoc rationalization and analysis. They never show who a soldier is." The Ishvalan watches, gaze boring into the back of Yana's head. "Not so cleanly as a few minutes' conversation."
  63. [11/29/2013 7:29:42 PM] Carl Knudson: Ian takes the can opener and uses it gingerly as if he was afraid he would break it through normal operation
  64. [11/29/2013 7:30:53 PM] Carl Knudson: Ian hand's back the can opener" thank you for lending me you church key
  65. [11/29/2013 7:31:55 PM] Yana: "I shoot vhere you point, blow up vhat you vant destroyed. Vhat more do you vant? Eez not good enough zhat ve vill fight vor your money?"
  66. [11/29/2013 7:32:52 PM] MR RAGE: "No, it's not." Plain and simple.
  67. [11/29/2013 7:33:22 PM] Josh: Brandt just takes it back with a grin. "No problem." He says, flipping it and tucking it in his pocket.
  68. [11/29/2013 7:33:46 PM] Yana: "Zhen talk to ze Sergant, she eez in charge." She flops down on a cot with her things spread out on her legs.
  69. [11/29/2013 7:34:58 PM] Carl Knudson: Ian starts eating the ham, taking about an eighth of it out in one bite
  70. [11/29/2013 7:38:32 PM] MR RAGE: "Hn! Can't wait until you try to kill me, Drachman." The Ishvalan turns to study the rest of the crew, snapping his fingers. "Focus now. I'll go over some desert survival basics so I'm not wiping your asses when we get to Ishval."
  71. [11/29/2013 7:40:15 PM] Yana: "Stupid boy," she mutters, digging through her demo kit.
  72. [11/29/2013 7:41:17 PM] Josh: Brandt turns a seat around and straddles it. Paying attention. The Sergant snaps her fingers and the men begrudgingly return back to the center of the barracks to listen to Sieg.
  73. [11/29/2013 7:42:40 PM] Carl Knudson: eats another two bites while listening
  74. [11/29/2013 7:44:47 PM] Curator: Curator stands at attention, eagerly waiting for instruction on how to achieve the glory he is so eager to reap.
  75. [11/29/2013 7:45:02 PM] MR RAGE: It's not much of a lecture, Sieg starts with basics like the need for water over food, that salted foods are an absolute non-allowance, etc, etc. "The amount of moisture I can collect is still limited, even with my powers we'll need to conserve." The handful of Ishvalan plants and animals that are safe to eat get identified. So on and so forth. It's enough to stop them from doing anything particularly stupid, but theoreticals only go so far in the field.
  76. [11/29/2013 7:46:10 PM] Carl Knudson: "will tinned fruit packed in it's own juice be part of rations?"
  77. [11/29/2013 7:53:14 PM] MR RAGE: "To clean and prepare a snake you--" Sieg stops, turning towards one of the windows on the barracks, twirling his knife to a pommel-up grip. "You cut the head, several inches past the end of the skull, and slice along one side of the bellyscales," as the Ishvalan talks, he gestures to the weapons lying around the barracks, walking carefully towards the door.
  78. [11/29/2013 7:57:36 PM] Yana: Yana draws her semi-automatic but doesn't do much else with it, content to watch.
  79. [11/29/2013 7:58:32 PM] Albért: Albért follows suit by... no wait, he's staring at his boots obliviously again. Franco's Finest indeed
  80. [11/29/2013 8:00:56 PM] Carl Knudson: Ian pulls out his koa paddle ,checking the shark teeth that make up the blade and the shagreen grip
  81. [11/29/2013 8:04:41 PM] Josh: The Sergant nods to her men and they all ready their weapons. Brandt is at Sieg's side, his right hand contorted as if he's holding something. Otherwise his face is completely calm.
  82. [11/29/2013 8:07:33 PM] MR RAGE: "Normally the cut would be along the center, but by cutting along the ribs, novices like you avoid nicking the intestines and rendering the whole thing inedible." Hovering briefly on the threshold, he darts out through the door, twisting around to look up at the barracks' roof.
  83. [11/29/2013 8:15:30 PM] MR RAGE: Tsch. "The hotel," the Ishvalan speaks, drawing closer to the barracks. "Someone's keeping an eye on us. Gather some heads, we're going to go conduct a state-sponsored investigation." Sieg eyes the hotel, counting out the open windows.
  84. [11/29/2013 8:18:57 PM] Yana: Welp, no use for a demolitionist on an investigation. She holsters the pistol and goes back to dinking around with her gear.
  85. [11/29/2013 8:22:51 PM] Albért: Albért eagerly investigates the subtle curvature and elegant silver trim of his immaculate footwear
  86. [11/29/2013 8:24:19 PM] Carl Knudson: Ian looks at Albert and his shoes "what are they made of?"
  87. [11/29/2013 8:25:33 PM] Josh: The sergant orders two of her men to go around the back of the hotel and follows Sieg. Brandt exits with Sieg and looks at the windows on the hotel. He nudges the man. "You see 'im?"
  88. [11/29/2013 8:26:34 PM] MR RAGE: "Mh. If he was going to shoot us he'd have done it when we walked out. Now we just need to keep him around long enough to say hello."
  89. [11/29/2013 8:29:46 PM] Albért: Albért snaps out of his boot-induced trance. "Oh? erm, zey are fabricated from ze finest materials! Francan silk for ze lining, Francan leazher for ze sturdy exteriorh, and a sin [thin] layerh of gold (Francan, but of course) for ze decorative filligree! Magnifique, non?"
  90. [11/29/2013 8:30:30 PM] Josh: "True enough. Sergant, that building's got more than one back exit." Brandt said.
  91.  
  92. The Sergant ordered her other men to look for exits and block them. "Yana, you are vith me. Get off of your ass and vork for a livink."
  93. [11/29/2013 8:32:02 PM] Albért: Albért realizes orders are being barked out. "What is ze problem? 'Ow can my heroics assist?" Albért asks, managing to weave a boisterous boast into such a simple question. A true poet.
  94. [11/29/2013 8:32:56 PM] Carl Knudson: "They look good, but will they keep in the sand or will you be joining me barefoot?"
  95. [11/29/2013 8:33:32 PM] Yana: "Da, of course Sergant. Just point at vhat you vant blown up." She got to her feet and made a point of grabbing her MGL, slapping a loaded clip home.
  96. [11/29/2013 8:34:39 PM] Josh: "Do not even think about it girl." The sergant said looking her straight in the eye, a threat. "Use your pistol."
  97. [11/29/2013 8:35:38 PM] Yana: "You take all ze fun out uf my profession." She unloaded the clip, resting it and its launcher on the bed before following the Sergant with her pistol.
  98. [11/29/2013 8:37:58 PM] Albért: Albért turns to ian, aghast. "My barhe feet? Oh, nonononono NON, misseur! Ze nobility- such as myself- do NOT show zeir barhe feet to ze public! Why, i have not seen my own leetle peegies, so to say, in ages! Non, I assurhe you I will be riding into zat great expanse of 'eat and sweat on a most noble and awe-inspirhing steed! Well, as soon as i find a mount worzy of carrhying my glory."
  99. [11/29/2013 8:40:03 PM] Carl Knudson: Ian shakes his head "where will you store the extra water and feed?"
  100. [11/29/2013 8:40:49 PM] Josh: Brandt called back inside to the two that were left. You two, come with me. We're going to give this guy a nice welcome." The kinetic Alchemist and the Sergant looked at Sieg. "Your call chief."
  101. [11/29/2013 8:41:56 PM] Carl Knudson: Ian tosses his shirt off and heads out
  102. [11/29/2013 8:45:15 PM] MR RAGE: "Let's go, then. Keep pace." To the hotel. Move quickly.
  103. [11/29/2013 8:45:45 PM] Albért: Albért excitedly chases off after Ian. "Bon apetit, Ham Man! it is time to feast on adrenaline!"
  104. [11/29/2013 9:01:10 PM] Carl Knudson: Ian doubles back to the barracks
  105. [11/29/2013 9:03:43 PM] MR RAGE: "Hnh?"
  106. [11/29/2013 9:04:47 PM] Carl Knudson: "Show yourself, brah"
  107. [11/29/2013 9:05:30 PM] Josh: Brandt stops, watching the man. "What's with him?"
  108. [11/29/2013 9:09:52 PM] MR RAGE: "Is there something you care to share, Ian?" Good memory for names.
  109. [11/29/2013 9:10:52 PM] Carl Knudson: "I saw something go into the barracks br... sir"
  110. [11/29/2013 9:12:38 PM] MR RAGE: "Search carefully. The rest of us will go check out that room he was watching us from."
  111. [11/29/2013 9:13:42 PM] Carl Knudson: "Right" Ian continues in, gripping his koa
  112. [11/29/2013 9:17:28 PM] Josh: You all barge past some panicking hotel staff and follow your way up the stairs towards the room you were looking for. Brandt shows his watch to the staff to calm them down.
  113.  
  114. You bust into the unlocked room. It is empty.
  115. [11/29/2013 9:18:14 PM] Albért: "FEAR NOT, ADORABLE PEASANTS. WE WILL BRING SATEFY TO YOU YET"
  116. [11/29/2013 9:19:00 PM] Carl Knudson: "come on out, brah, surrender now and long pork will not be on the menu tonight"
  117. [11/29/2013 9:22:42 PM | Edited 9:23:25 PM] Durk: There's a man clad in black leather sitting non-chalantly by the window. A mournful looking dark grey hooded mask peers at Ian. "Greetings."
  118. [11/29/2013 9:24:39 PM] Carl Knudson: "Aloha" Ian gently touches his chest tattoo with his left hand.
  119. [11/29/2013 9:25:22 PM] MR RAGE: "Tch!" It's a casual sweep, Sieg doesn't expect to find much in the way of evidence, but he'd be remiss to not try. "Let's go. I don't hear gunfire yet."
  120. [11/29/2013 9:26:34 PM] Durk: The mask lets no expression past it and simple stares deadpan horrid at Ian. In his head he counts out the time until the others arrive back, just how quick would they be?
  121. [11/29/2013 9:27:31 PM] Carl Knudson: "Why are you here.... answer lest you end up belonging to ku"
  122. [11/29/2013 9:28:50 PM] Josh: You don't find anything of interest and head back to the barracks. The Sergant lets out a piercing whistle that calls back her men.
  123. [11/29/2013 9:30:31 PM | Edited 9:31:57 PM] Durk: "Straight to violence? Tch." He remains sitting however, calm as ever.
  124. [11/29/2013 9:32:00 PM] Carl Knudson: "violence is an acceptable method of evicting intruders in all cultures, no?"
  125. [11/29/2013 9:33:35 PM] Durk: "It isn't very civilized."
  126. [11/29/2013 9:34:13 PM] Carl Knudson: "Nor is breaking and entering"
  127. [11/29/2013 9:35:07 PM] Durk: "There was no breaking of any sort." A hand moves to display the intact window he is seated near.
  128. [11/29/2013 9:36:56 PM] Yana: Yana heads into the barracks, pistol out as she notices the big guy isn't alone.
  129. [11/29/2013 9:37:47 PM] Carl Knudson: "trespass into the barracks is criminal to, they tell me"
  130. [11/29/2013 9:38:24 PM] MR RAGE: Sieg follows close behind, pulling the glove off his automail hand, alchemical array already carved into the palm.
  131. [11/29/2013 9:39:23 PM] Yana: "Are makingk friends da?" She scoots around in a semi-circle to get a better look at their intruder.
  132. [11/29/2013 9:39:44 PM] Durk: The masked face turns to regard each newcomer.
  133. [11/29/2013 9:40:17 PM] Yana: "Vell, ze mask eez cool."
  134. [11/29/2013 9:40:27 PM] Carl Knudson: "No, but he has yet to attack, so I am giving him benefit of doubt"
  135. [11/29/2013 9:41:13 PM] MR RAGE: "Hmf. Identify yourself."
  136. [11/29/2013 9:43:04 PM] Durk: Well, he seems to be in charge here, he stands calmly. "Iron Spectre. May I enquire as to whom I address?"
  137. [11/29/2013 9:44:34 PM] MR RAGE: "The Oasis Alchemist. Is there a reason you trespassed on military property, or do I get to arrest you?"
  138. [11/29/2013 9:44:35 PM] Albért: Albert remains in the hotel with the civilians, educating them on fine footwear
  139. [11/29/2013 9:45:18 PM] Durk: "I believe we have a similiar goal we seek, and may be of service to each other."
  140. [11/29/2013 9:45:37 PM] Josh: The civilians are both entranced and disgsted by the man before them.
  141. [11/29/2013 9:45:45 PM] MR RAGE: "And how's that?"
  142. [11/29/2013 9:46:19 PM] Carl Knudson: Ian retrieves his large canvas shirt and puts it back on
  143. [11/29/2013 9:47:54 PM] Durk: "I'm quite certain I might make a welcome addition to your, team." That last word seems a little stressed, if not sarcastic.
  144. [11/29/2013 9:49:03 PM] MR RAGE: "Hnh. Let's hear it, then. What do you have to offer my little 'team'?"
  145. [11/29/2013 9:51:43 PM] Durk: "Besides outmaneuvering your squadron when you came looking for me?"
  146. [11/29/2013 9:53:01 PM] Durk: "I think you might want someone that won't stand out like a flambouyant freak parading his spear and shoes and announcing your intent and purposes to the general public."
  147. [11/29/2013 9:53:57 PM] MR RAGE: "..." Sieg nods, perhaps a little too easily. "Alright. Your price?"
  148. [11/29/2013 9:54:16 PM] Durk: "Negotiable, later."
  149. [11/29/2013 9:54:30 PM] Carl Knudson: "most"
  150. [11/29/2013 9:55:14 PM | Edited 9:55:21 PM] Durk: He doesn't deign reply that if he wasn't sitting around waiting, the man would not have found him at all. Instead the mask just stares.
  151. [11/29/2013 9:56:28 PM] MR RAGE: "Rare for a mercenary to not be pay upfront." The Ishvalan puts hand to hip, frowning. "We'll see how this goes, then."
  152. [11/29/2013 9:57:07 PM] Josh: "You sure 'bout this chief?" Brandt asks, frowning.
  153. [11/29/2013 9:57:09 PM] Yana: Yana holsters her pistol, lingering long enough to examine the mask a little more before going back to her cot.
  154. [11/29/2013 9:57:56 PM] Carl Knudson: Ian head back to his sea bag and pulls out a hammock and starts searching for someplace to hang it.
  155. [11/29/2013 9:58:14 PM] Durk: He watches Yana momentarily, before looking back to the obvious officers in charge.
  156. [11/29/2013 9:59:36 PM] MR RAGE: "No, I'm not." Sieg runs his fingers through his hair, and plods towards his own bunk. "But the desert has a way of clearing one's vision."
  157. [11/29/2013 10:00:58 PM] Josh: The man shrugs, "Whatever you say." He nods to the sergant who sends the drachmen off to bed. "We should be ready to head out tomorrow then."
  158. [11/29/2013 10:06:43 PM] Yana: The desert. Few other places best embodied the Drachman ideal of survival of the fittest. Wonder if the idea of it gave the Sergant a lady- boner?
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