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Post by Norris on May 5, 2005 1:26:52 GMT -5
Just on the outskirts of Capital City is a large, beautiful garden abundant in many wonderful varieties of plant. Many benches are scattered outside a small room used for parties etc, looking more like an ancient Greek temple.
At the centre of this garden is a large marble monument with the names of those who died in both the Boar War and the First Toad War inscribed on it. Many poppies have been planted around this, and at the bottom of all of these is a gold plaque reading THIS GARDEN IS TO COMMEMORATE THE LOSS OF MANY LIVES DURING THE GREAT SPACE WAR 3192-3196, LEST WE FORGET.
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Post by The psyko ninja rabbit 2000 on May 6, 2005 2:17:42 GMT -5
As Damien and Ayla walked to the Gardens, Ayla still crried the Shadu-pup in her arms adnleaned against damine. They acquired several strange looks from passer bys they walked by. They eventually arrived at the center of the Garden. Ayla looked around, her eyes wide with awe.
"THis place is bueatiful!" She gasped as she looked around.
"Not bad actually. WOnder when they built it." Damien remarked looking around.
TBCB anyone
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Post by Norris on May 7, 2005 2:01:13 GMT -5
On the balcony of the temple-esque building is Lieutenant Derek Billon, a veteran from the First Toad War. He watches the three conversing and then looks up at the monument.
Suddenly, images of the trenches flood back to him. There was he, Colonel Derek Billon MC, trying to shove the enemy as far back as possible with mortar bombs flying over his head and his platoon growing smaller by the day with more people being invalided back to Blighty. Then, one day, a tank drives over the trench towards enemy lines, and causes the dugout to cave inwards. The sudden explosion of a landmine was enough to lead Billon to shellshock.
Ever since that day, Billon has tried his best to work his way back up to the officer ranks, but his phobia of front line combat from that war has forced him to stay positioned as second-in-command of the Genus Home Guard.
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Post by Kooshmeister on May 8, 2005 4:41:43 GMT -5
Still sporting their civvies, Bartholomew Cryer and Edmund Rusk enter the gardens, looking around in awe. "Wow, look at this place," mutters Rusk, reaching over and plucking a random leaf off of a bush. "Landscaping must've been a frellin' pain in the--"
He was cut off as Cryer suddenly sneezed. Apparently, the hare had allergies. "Blech, I hate the outdoors," he complained, rubbing his nose. "Pollen, dust, and, ugh, germs. Eeew, nature! It's all over me! Get it off, get if off!"
"Gimme a frellin' break, Cryer," Rusk said, "you're always complainin' about something." Suddenly Cryer grabbed him by the collar of his sweater, yanking him over and diving behind some bushes and out of sight as Damien, Ayla et al approach.
TBCB Anyone
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Post by The psyko ninja rabbit 2000 on May 9, 2005 0:36:42 GMT -5
Damien looked around as he walked with Ayla, who was still carrying the Shadu-pup.
"This is a nice garden. It shows that the UAC does care about its fallen trrops" HE chuckled as they walked.
HE looked at the bushes as tehy walked.
"So many different types of flowers. SOme of these i saw on ALdebaran and Rigel. I wonder if it was a joint project among several planets to do it.
HE turns and looks at Ayla as they walk She looks back at him and he feels the pull of her silver eyes. He keeps looking in her eyes and feels a calm flow over him.
"Ayla, i have something i would like to talk to you about. We have been traveling a long time together adn we have gone through a lot together." He said coughing genlty. "I honestly have to say this and i am a little nervous saying it. Ayla, umm-."
Not paying attention, Damien walks into a steel flag pole hard enough to make a loud clanging sound and falls over backward, with a bloddy nose.
TBCB anyone
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Post by Norris on May 9, 2005 1:43:11 GMT -5
Billon notices Damiens' clumsy action and runs over to assist.
"Are you alright, my lad? Nothing hurt, I hope." he speaks with a throaty voice. The pelican starts dabbing the trickle of blood with his handkerchief and looks up at Ayla.
"Sorry about that, Miss," he answers with courtesy. "These flagpoles aren't easy to see in the dark."
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Post by The psyko ninja rabbit 2000 on May 9, 2005 1:48:17 GMT -5
Ayla adjust the Shadu-pup and covers her smile with a hand.
"I guess so. Especially when you're distracted." SHe says with a slight chuckle.
Damien sits there stunned at the last few seconds adn groans slightly.
"Frell, i rather go through saber drills than attempt what i am trying." He mutters as eh slowly stands up.
TBCB Anyone
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Post by Norris on May 9, 2005 1:54:47 GMT -5
"Are you sure, you'll be fine, lad?" Billon asks, putting the handkerchief away.
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Post by Kooshmeister on May 9, 2005 1:58:08 GMT -5
Cryer and Rusk peered out of the bushes, spying on the small group. Cryer was suddenly wondering why they'd bothered to hide, considering that, as far as they knew, no one on Genus knew of their treachery.
Rusk, seemingly on the same mental wavelength as the skinny hare for a change, whispered, "Uh, Cryer, why exactly are we hiding?"
"For once, Rusk, you're making sense," Cryer whispered back grudgingly, then stifled a sneeze as his allergies acted up. Silently cursing his ill healthy, he added, "But if we come out now we'll only make ourselves look suspicious, not to mention foolish. So we stay put until... until--" He drew in a big breath and was about to sneeze when Rusk clamped a hand over his mouth, silencing him.
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Post by Norris on May 9, 2005 2:02:38 GMT -5
"I see that a lot of people have allergies around here," commented Billon after hearing the sneezing. He held a hand out to Damien.
"I'm Lt. Billon, Genus Home Guard. Former Colonel, Canopian Light Infantry."
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Post by Kooshmeister on May 9, 2005 2:08:24 GMT -5
Cryer was fighting an intense feeling of claustrophobia and asphyxia with Rusk's hand still clamped over his mouth and nose. Rusk cast a nervous glance to the others nearby, and, suddenly, Cryer broke free and jumped up, letting loose a loud and powerful sneeze.
"WHAAAAAA-CHOO!"
He then lost his balance and promptly stumbled out of the bushes, landing on his belly on the path. Sniffling again, he propped himself up, looking over at the small group a few feet away, thoroughly embarrassed.
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Post by The psyko ninja rabbit 2000 on May 9, 2005 2:28:48 GMT -5
Damien shakes Billion's hand and nods.
"I'l be alright. I've been hit harder than that." HE says while he wipes the end of his nose.
He and Ayla looks over as Renfield lands on the ground. Damien shakes his head with a smile.
"IF you are going to sneak around in the bushes, it is easier to do without allergies." Ayla says with a shake of her head, smiling as well.
TBCB anyone
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Post by Kooshmeister on May 9, 2005 2:30:33 GMT -5
OOC: I think you mean Cryer. Renfield's off spelunking in the train tunnels.  IC: Chuckling nervously, Cryer stood up and dusted himself off. "Yes, well, erm, I apologize if I startled you," he said. "My, uh, friend and I..." He paused, reaching into the bushes and yanking Rusk out into the open. "...were just, uh, well, we were..." He struggled to come up with a good, non-embarrassing excuse.
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Post by The psyko ninja rabbit 2000 on May 9, 2005 2:45:02 GMT -5
"Let me guess, looking for new bugs to add to your bug collection?" Ayla asks and looks at Damien. "I seem to remember a certian squrriel using that one around a pond on ALdebarran while a few females where taking adip." Damien smiles wekly. "Found one." Damien says meekly while smiling. "And a good view." Ayla sighs and turns back to Cryer adn Rusk. OOC: Yeah, to many names at times.  |
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Post by Kooshmeister on May 9, 2005 2:50:28 GMT -5
"Oh, no, that's not it at all," Cryer said, his mind racing. Suddenly he got an idea and, grinning, put his arm around Rusk's shoulders. "We were, uh, just out for a midnight stroll, you see. Isn't that right... Josh, darling?"
"Yeah, that's ri-- What?!" Rusk's eyes widened and he looked at Cryer like he was insane. A small, sharp kick to the ankle made him change his tune, and he gave Damien, Ayla, and the others a bright and chipper smile.
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