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On board the SFS Ajax - (freeplay)
« on: September 30, 2008, 12:18:05 PM »
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Re: On board the SFS Ajax - (freeplay)
« Reply #1 on: September 30, 2008, 02:17:34 PM »
[Place holder... watch for some hi-lar-ious action from Feb here soon!]
Feb walked down the corridor staring at the screen on her phone as she txts away ranting to someone, she's not really sure who it is, but they do appreciate a good rant, about yet another verbal abuse session from that bitchy colour. So what if Feb can't get a tight formation with the rifle? WTF? F@#k that sh!t about every Marine being a rifle first and foremost. Whatevv. The unlit fag in her mouth dances around as she mouths curses and calls down righteous fury against the stuck up Meltran. She had work to do this morning, but that's all f@#ked now she's got to go do some remedial rifle training...bitch is going to pay! I wonder where I can find some greased bearings around here? she thinks before switching the screen around and sending a quick vmail to a prankster on Bellona. She doesn't at first realize the importance of the mail being bounced. Mostly because that stuck-up meltran just walked around the corner...
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Re: On board the SFS Ajax - (freeplay)
« Reply #2 on: September 30, 2008, 02:53:43 PM »
after a couple of minutes Feb's phone bleeped
Message failed
this number is currently out of service area

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Re: On board the SFS Ajax - (freeplay)
« Reply #3 on: October 04, 2008, 01:59:25 PM »
Cue - the sparten quarters of a naval warship.

Stareing out of the porthole at the vast dark blackness of space Henry thought to himself about his life, after school he had attended the military academy for the Security Fleets, He started out as a tactical watch officer. He would mind the bridge and see to the minor chores of daily life aboard a warship, His first vessel was the corvette Amarylis, it was a small patrol craft that run convoy escort missions and general anti-piracy ops.

Suddenly there was a knock at the door, "Come," Henry said out loud.

The door gracefully slid open and in stepped a Leautenent who saluted and then stated, "Captain there is a Priority 1 communique for you from Fleet Headquarters, its Admiral Navison."

Henry waved his and the Lt left, he swung his chair round and faced the computer screen, and a haggad face of a female flag officer appeared. "Henry, we have a mission for you."

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Re: On board the SFS Ajax - (freeplay)
« Reply #4 on: October 06, 2008, 09:24:47 AM »
Feb managed to get about three dozen greased steel bearings form and ensign down in engineering. All she had to do was smile just the right way.

She whistled away as she added some corn starch to the mixture. It was mixing up nice and thick. They should stick to the ceiling no problem.
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Re: On board the SFS Ajax - (freeplay)
« Reply #5 on: October 26, 2008, 03:15:38 PM »
Karl had just stripped down his tenth rifle already today and it wasnt even lunch time yet, he examined the inner working and then the receiver and lastly the barrel, after assembling it he took a half filled magazine and slide it into place. He set himself up at the stall and jammed the button to his left.

about 25 meters down a target popped up, he then took aim and fired it, taking note of the entire process, he noted a slight hiss around the breech, he'd need to examine it in more detail later. however he did notice that the accuracy did not falter so was unsure whether it was a serious problem or not.

As Karl walked away from the stall he noticed, Killia leaning up against the door frame, Boy does she look hot! he thought to himself.
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