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May 8, 2005 18:29:32 GMT -5
Post by mattsliter on May 8, 2005 18:29:32 GMT -5
enters the lounge and sees two of his fellow battalion members he walks over to them::hello lt iverson and mr white may i ask why i havend=t seen you yet mr white all battalion members are to come in for me to inspect but you know what were off duty so may i join you
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May 8, 2005 20:27:43 GMT -5
Post by jameswhite on May 8, 2005 20:27:43 GMT -5
It was ok. I learned alot. I could of went to Star Fleet Academy and Majored in Engineering, I had all the scholarships, and everything. It was the Death of my family that made me turn to Marines. Life on the Station was ok. But still I would rather done the things that you have done. ::He sips his drink:: There was this one time when I was 15, I pulled the power to the Docking center, It was all my control. Not a single ship could dock for 2 weeks. It took some of there smartest Engineers to crack my hacking skills. ::Laughs:: There were some good times.......
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May 8, 2005 20:29:17 GMT -5
Post by jameswhite on May 8, 2005 20:29:17 GMT -5
::He looks to Sliter:: Greetings, Sure have a seat. I am new, only attended one sim. Do I need a inspection? I will if you want.........
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May 8, 2005 21:48:02 GMT -5
Post by mattsliter on May 8, 2005 21:48:02 GMT -5
mr. white just take your medical record to the medical tent and i will review it there and clear you for duty you can go at your convience put prefered before our next mission thats all you have to do lol ::looks at the tender:: irish ale please
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May 9, 2005 10:07:18 GMT -5
Post by Major Sandra Iverson on May 9, 2005 10:07:18 GMT -5
She looked at James, "You have got to be kidding no one could dock for 2 weeks. Man, my parents would have taken me out back and kicked my butt from Sunday to Sunday." ::shook her head and burst out laughing:: "How the hell did you manage that? No, NO don't tell me. Some things are better left unsaid" :: winks::
"Hey maybe someday we can go fishing, :: shrugs her shoulders:: who knows might even be a nice little fishing hole near we are based."
Of course, Matt isnt? Have a sit. Since we are all off duty call me Sandy. It was my brother who nicknamed me that. :: motions for another beer::
So how long your two been with the battalion? The new kid on the block, :: slight shrug:: wants the skinny on everything.
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May 9, 2005 21:03:14 GMT -5
Post by jameswhite on May 9, 2005 21:03:14 GMT -5
::Sips the rest of his Beer:: Yes I am a new kid on the UF Block. And I would be honored to go fishing with you somtime Sandy! My parents let me get away with that. They knew my skills. They didnt question my passions. I was a little devil when I was young. Every one I knew on that StarBase is dead. Myself and only a few others survived.......
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May 9, 2005 21:05:47 GMT -5
Post by jameswhite on May 9, 2005 21:05:47 GMT -5
::He starts to feel a bit tired:: Well Sandie, ::Looks to Matt:: I must be going.....Matt I will be by for my Physical, and Sandy, or should I say Ma'am, I enjoyed our convo greatly. Maybe we can talk agian soon! See you at the battle front! ::He stands up and walks away::
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May 11, 2005 15:01:53 GMT -5
Post by Major Sandra Iverson on May 11, 2005 15:01:53 GMT -5
Sandra looking at James nods her head. "Yeah, your right it is late and as they say morning comes early. Hold on, and I'll walk back with you. Matt see ya at base."
She runs to catch up with James. "I asked if Matt was gonna join us. It sure was nice having down time. I have always appreciated down time. That was really cool, you saving that kid like that."
In the night sky she looked up, and seeing a cluster of stars she was reminded of dog. "Hey James, you must've played this game as a kid. Of course, for you it would be millions of stars from all the view ports on a space station. You look at the stars or clouds and try to see if you can see somethin in them, like ya know :: points to a star cluster:: a dog like that one reminds me of.
They arrive at base and she looks at him. "Well, this is were we say goodnight then. Have a good one."
She turns and begins to walk to the woman's tents.
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May 11, 2005 18:13:53 GMT -5
Post by mattsliter on May 11, 2005 18:13:53 GMT -5
::sees them walk off he hits his head:: stupid bro real stupid you just stood there like an idiot and they just walked away i really got to learn how to make friends i really screwed up that one there go two people who will say loog its the sergant who is scared to communicate ::drinks his ale alone as always::
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May 11, 2005 20:09:13 GMT -5
Post by jameswhite on May 11, 2005 20:09:13 GMT -5
::They walk back:: Ok I will see you later ::He watches her walk back to the womans tents and smiles, he then walk into his own tent for a good night sleep::
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May 11, 2005 22:40:31 GMT -5
Post by mattsliter on May 11, 2005 22:40:31 GMT -5
drinks his ale and heads back to his barracks alone
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May 18, 2005 4:47:27 GMT -5
Post by mattsliter on May 18, 2005 4:47:27 GMT -5
::enters the lounge and heads to the bar:: bartender 1 irish ale please
::bartender:: sure thing sergant 1 irsh ale comming right up ::pours him an ice cold mug of irish ale:: there ya so sir
thanks :;hands him 2gold press latinum bars keep the change
::bartender:: thankyou sir
not a problem :: he heads to a table sits down and pulls out his mission padd and begins to review for tonights mission::
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May 19, 2005 20:10:32 GMT -5
Post by jameswhite on May 19, 2005 20:10:32 GMT -5
::He enters the Bar, and glances towards Matt. He takes a seat next to him:: Hello Friend....::He yawns and stares at the table, in deep thought::
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May 23, 2005 0:59:54 GMT -5
Post by mattsliter on May 23, 2005 0:59:54 GMT -5
:;looks at the person next to him:: hey jame you ok you look troubled whats on your mind and dont do it cuz i am your superior officer do it because im your friend
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May 26, 2005 15:24:08 GMT -5
Post by Major Sandra Iverson on May 26, 2005 15:24:08 GMT -5
Sandra walked in and went straight to the bar. She was not in a socializing mood. Not even the walk from the base camp did her mood any good.
As she sat down she signaled the tender. "Your name is Joe right? How are you? You got a real tall ice cold one?
The bartender look at her. "Yup, Lt. the name's Joe. One thing I've learned is the look of an angry Marine. And you, are one Angry Marine. Yeah, I'll get you that real tall cold one. Hopefully, it will cool ya off."
Joe returned and she took a long drink. After putting the mug down. Joe looked at her.
"You want to talk Sandra? I listen real well.""
She laughed. "That must be a requirement for all bar tenders. You know some officers are a jerk, and that Joe is an act of kindness to say jerk. If I ever become like that. Take me out back and shot me. For the giant jerk I am."
"Naw, Sandra you are too nice to become from you description a class one jerk. Besides the MP's would hunt me down. Marine MP's gives a sane person the shudders at the thought." :: he chuckles and then walks away to serve another customer.::
Sandra envisions what he said and laughs.
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