11-25-2006, 09:21 AM
?Everyone move out!? Seventeen commanded, turning around to face the group of soldiers he had allocated for himself. ?We are the last ones to exit Sanguine Castle so is everyone present and accounted for? I don?t want to see any stragglers when we depart for our destination, savvy?? The instructed received a chaotic acknowledgment from the few hundred soldiers that composed the android?s traveling party. ?Let?s move!? He roared, hoisting the Power Sword into the air like a cavalry saber as he turned his attention to the castle gates.
The march from Sanguine Castle to the terminus of the opening day?s trek was a rather tedious and disorganized stampede across varied terrain. Along the way, Seventeen was required to stop several times in order to calm down his men and actually get them to march in some type of coherent structure. To some the insanity may have been unbearable, the cybernetic warrior had dealt with far worse then some energetic, over excited soldiers.
Despite the hectic organization of his battalion, the machine-hybrid was nevertheless able to traverse the needed terrain in a timely fashion. Once he verified his location on the map he had brought with him, Seventeen ordered his men up a nearby hill. When he was perched at the grassy knoll?s apex, the android?s long-range division was able to spot a few encampments on the horizon that belong to some of the smaller squads that Seventeen had sent out initially.
?We?re going to set up camp near the four other squads dispatched to this location,? the cyborg boomed, turning around to face his soldiers. Feel free to mingle if you have any friends that wound up in the other squads, but just know that we will not dally in this location any longer then we have to, because we still have to stick to the schedule. Acknowledged?? Once he was satisfied with the level of understanding conveyed in the tone of his troops, Seventeen waved the Power Sword ahead of him.
As his battalion descended the hill, the cyborg stayed behind to insure that no one would be left behind, and that any stragglers from the castle would not lose their way. Upon reassuring himself that all his troops were present, Seventeen sheathed the Power Sword and jogged back to his group. By the time the onyx-haired commander made it to the front of the ?line?, the battalion had already reached a suitable location for their camp.
Fishing around the pocket of his coat, Seventeen produced the spotting scope left for him in the desk back at the bunker. Adjusting the aged device to the optimal focus and zooming settings, the android peered through the portable telescope and identified that his men had indeed stumbled upon a rather opportune location.
Four other camps, all of them rather minute compared to the surplus of soldiers that marched beneath the machine-hybrid?s banner, were easily detectable. The smaller squads were merely a few thousand feet away?walking distance if anyone in Seventeen?s battalion knew someone. The period for fleeting rendezvous would have to come later, because for the moment, the android knew it was imperative to erect camp.
He needed to get the tents up so his boys and girls had a place to park it when they got tired, because he did not want to run the risk of crabby or fatigued soldiers. Seventeen understood that sleep, supplies, and morale would be three things we would have to watch astutely. If the troops could not be kept on their toes and prepared for the tribulations ahead, then all of the android?s planning and contemplations would be all for naught.
?We?ve really got to stop meeting like this,? the soothing, female voice entered the cyborg?s right ear and immediately made him smile faintly. Just as Paige?s hands were snacking around his waist, Seventeen pivoted and grinned at his girlfriend.
?We?ve really got to stop meeting like this,? the cybernetic warrior uttered, getting his words out right before the woman leaned in and kissed him. After a moment or two, Paige pulled away and returned the smile?her strange, pure white teeth providing an interesting contrast to her emerald flesh. The former whitelighter reached behind her back and produced a sleek, ebony rifle.
?M40A3,? Paige stated, running her fingers over the telescopic sight on the sniper rifle and taking a moment to show that there was a round chambered in the weapon. ?Pretty sexy gun if I?ve seen one, and I?ve been alive for the better part of fifty years,? the former guardian angel commented added, looking up to notice the slight shock on the look of her cybernetic significant other.
?I didn?t know you were that old,? the machine-hybrid snickered, the remark earning him a playful punch from the green-skinned sniper. ?I?m going to go help the men set up the camp and see if I can?t attempt to at least learn some of their names while we are camped at this location. I trust you can find work for yourself on your own?? Seventeen spoke with in a manner that seemed to aim at commanding, but the woman knew better. Paige returned the rifle to holster strapped to her camouflaged jacket and nodded her head.
?Go do some darn work,? she uttered, her tone an attempted mockery of the pseudo-authoritative tone the android had taken. ?10-4, Commander!? She yelled playfully, saluting Seventeen once for good measure and then marching off in the most ridiculous, flamboyant manner she could possibly imagine.
?Woman,? the android said sarcastically, a big grin upon his pallid features. Without so much as another remark, the cybernetic warrior set off to go make himself useful to his battalion.
OOC: First roleplay of the actual game, w00t. =D
The march from Sanguine Castle to the terminus of the opening day?s trek was a rather tedious and disorganized stampede across varied terrain. Along the way, Seventeen was required to stop several times in order to calm down his men and actually get them to march in some type of coherent structure. To some the insanity may have been unbearable, the cybernetic warrior had dealt with far worse then some energetic, over excited soldiers.
Despite the hectic organization of his battalion, the machine-hybrid was nevertheless able to traverse the needed terrain in a timely fashion. Once he verified his location on the map he had brought with him, Seventeen ordered his men up a nearby hill. When he was perched at the grassy knoll?s apex, the android?s long-range division was able to spot a few encampments on the horizon that belong to some of the smaller squads that Seventeen had sent out initially.
?We?re going to set up camp near the four other squads dispatched to this location,? the cyborg boomed, turning around to face his soldiers. Feel free to mingle if you have any friends that wound up in the other squads, but just know that we will not dally in this location any longer then we have to, because we still have to stick to the schedule. Acknowledged?? Once he was satisfied with the level of understanding conveyed in the tone of his troops, Seventeen waved the Power Sword ahead of him.
As his battalion descended the hill, the cyborg stayed behind to insure that no one would be left behind, and that any stragglers from the castle would not lose their way. Upon reassuring himself that all his troops were present, Seventeen sheathed the Power Sword and jogged back to his group. By the time the onyx-haired commander made it to the front of the ?line?, the battalion had already reached a suitable location for their camp.
Fishing around the pocket of his coat, Seventeen produced the spotting scope left for him in the desk back at the bunker. Adjusting the aged device to the optimal focus and zooming settings, the android peered through the portable telescope and identified that his men had indeed stumbled upon a rather opportune location.
Four other camps, all of them rather minute compared to the surplus of soldiers that marched beneath the machine-hybrid?s banner, were easily detectable. The smaller squads were merely a few thousand feet away?walking distance if anyone in Seventeen?s battalion knew someone. The period for fleeting rendezvous would have to come later, because for the moment, the android knew it was imperative to erect camp.
He needed to get the tents up so his boys and girls had a place to park it when they got tired, because he did not want to run the risk of crabby or fatigued soldiers. Seventeen understood that sleep, supplies, and morale would be three things we would have to watch astutely. If the troops could not be kept on their toes and prepared for the tribulations ahead, then all of the android?s planning and contemplations would be all for naught.
?We?ve really got to stop meeting like this,? the soothing, female voice entered the cyborg?s right ear and immediately made him smile faintly. Just as Paige?s hands were snacking around his waist, Seventeen pivoted and grinned at his girlfriend.
?We?ve really got to stop meeting like this,? the cybernetic warrior uttered, getting his words out right before the woman leaned in and kissed him. After a moment or two, Paige pulled away and returned the smile?her strange, pure white teeth providing an interesting contrast to her emerald flesh. The former whitelighter reached behind her back and produced a sleek, ebony rifle.
?M40A3,? Paige stated, running her fingers over the telescopic sight on the sniper rifle and taking a moment to show that there was a round chambered in the weapon. ?Pretty sexy gun if I?ve seen one, and I?ve been alive for the better part of fifty years,? the former guardian angel commented added, looking up to notice the slight shock on the look of her cybernetic significant other.
?I didn?t know you were that old,? the machine-hybrid snickered, the remark earning him a playful punch from the green-skinned sniper. ?I?m going to go help the men set up the camp and see if I can?t attempt to at least learn some of their names while we are camped at this location. I trust you can find work for yourself on your own?? Seventeen spoke with in a manner that seemed to aim at commanding, but the woman knew better. Paige returned the rifle to holster strapped to her camouflaged jacket and nodded her head.
?Go do some darn work,? she uttered, her tone an attempted mockery of the pseudo-authoritative tone the android had taken. ?10-4, Commander!? She yelled playfully, saluting Seventeen once for good measure and then marching off in the most ridiculous, flamboyant manner she could possibly imagine.
?Woman,? the android said sarcastically, a big grin upon his pallid features. Without so much as another remark, the cybernetic warrior set off to go make himself useful to his battalion.
OOC: First roleplay of the actual game, w00t. =D
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