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Ti Konflict
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Date Posted: 10:36:42 05/28/02 Tue
In reply to:
Lance
's message, "Oh Great..." on 03:31:19 05/27/02 Mon
OOC: OK, I apologize...I had NO idea that was such a big offense. I will switch my story and put Ti in one of the moons. Obviously it can not be Ganymede because that is pretty much all water and what I described would probably fit Titan or maybe Callisto better. Let me know if you have a preference...if not we will just say I landed in Titan. Again, sorry about my mistake.
Also, a question...do GM's and AGM's get involved with one's story? Do they ever throw in their own curve balls? Or do we just write our own until somebody works themselves into your story (or you into theirs)?
IC: All he can hear is the wind outside the hangar, threatening to lift the entire building in one swift blow. A vision of the Big Bad Wolf and the three little pigs comes in his head. It was a story his mother had told him as a child and one that apparently had come from earth. Ti does not remember the details but he knows that in there, somewhere the wolf threatened to blow the house down.
Another gust of wind shook the windows and Ti, Yvette and Yvonne on hand, spun around almost firing off a round.
Ti blinks, surprised to find himself so edgy. Once again he looks at the main area of the hangar and looks for signs of somebody. There are two old jetcrafts, a number of crates and lot of mechanical equipment. But no workers.
As quietly as possible Ti makes his way to where the main office is, with his back to the wall he tilts his head over slightly to look through the window pane that separates the office from the main hangar.
Empty.
Ti walks in to find the desk a mess, the computer turned on and even somebody's food laid out and ready to be consumed, but no manager.
Dissapointed Ti lowers his girls and looks around with a heavy sigh. It looks like everybody just...vanished.
BAM BAM BAM BAM
The glass pane shatters into a million pieces as a series of bullets tear through it. Instinctively Ti dives for cover, shocked.
///where the hell did that come from?\\\
He breathes quickly, adrenaline coursing through his veins in high amounts. One thing he needs to do for sure is get out of this office. He could easily be cornered here and he has no idea of what he is up against.
As fast as he can he jumps on the desk and through the shattered window over to the main hangar. He rolls on the ground moving for cover as a new series of bullets is shot at him. He can feel them zooming by, carving out the ground around him. He imagines that whoever is shooting at him must have pretty good aim, because none are missing by more than a few inches, even at the rapid rate in which he is moving.
Soon he finds cover behind a crate. It looks like a typical spare parts crate and it should give him enough cover. He peeks over the edge slightly to find a large fuel tank. His eyebrows nearly pop off his face in surprise.
"Dammit!!!"
Ti gets back on his feet and starts to run as more rounds are fired from the shadows. Then there is a huge blinding flash and a sharp pain in his leg as he dives for cover behind another set of crates, this time safely away from anything exposive.
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