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Flash was bored. As he walked back to his room he decided to go and see how Glory was doing.
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'General Rogue' Adrien Romanov -x- Adrien raised another eyebrow at Ozark's words. {Hmm, any reason why?} He questioned curiously. He didn't mind thinking. It was hella easier than talking, which was pretty... boring. He looked over at Anubis, who seemed to still be debating what he should say. {Nice job on the fight, however many days ago it was.} He praised. He knew all of them did a good job... so why not tell them they did well? Even though he didn't often. As he said earlier, it was easier when he could think it, instead of talking. Edited at May 27, 2024 09:33 AM by Oakwood Barn
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General Anubis +++ Leo scowled slightly. "yeah. You probably won't be okay. Just rest a little, eh?" he asked, then sighed at Romanov's next words. "We might have to push back the ceremony, with how many are injured, especially you." He commented quietly, sighing a little. It was useless to try and talk sense into the great, yet stupid General Rogue. He stared for a second before figuring out- another telepathic conversation. "Sometimes I wish I had Telepathy." he muttered under his breath, glancing at Romanov again before turning and leaving silently. They didn't seem in the mood to talk, so he wasn't going to stay in their way. He headed towards his own room, entering and closing the door with a quiet click, sitting down and sighing. +++ (Since KPH is gone until tonight, Aussie, I'll play Glory for you) - Lieutenant General Dwyer Glory Dwyer +++ Glory had headed back to her room to hang up her CAPE THINGY. After that was completed, she winced slightly at the pain radiating throughout her body. This was stupid- why did she have to feel like she had been zapped by a giant electricity beam of death and doom? She decided to take a walk on the campus grounds, so she opened the door and headed out. A little ways down the halls, she bumped into Flash Wallis, having not paid attention. "Oh- General Wallis. Sorry for that." She said evenly,, glancing at him.
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'Sector leader simara' Ozark Simara -x- Ozark blushed, a rush of giddy emotion going through his body. 'No reason' He thought, touching one of his wrapped burns.
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'General Rogue' Adrien Romanov -x- Adrien watched Anubis leave and was half grateful, half disappointed. Not like he would say anything about it... he heard Ozark reply and stretched out his fingers. {That was a lie. Wasn't it?} He stated, just, as a fact. Because it was, that was a lie. Of course, there was a reason. Adrien just couldn't place it. He stood, walking out of his chambers and beginning to stroll the halls. He spotted Simara and raised an eyebrow. Hm, she looked to be in not-to-great-but-not-to-bad shape. He nodded at her and stopped near her. It was quite ironic. He was talking to her son in his mind. And her in person. Funny. If he cared to laugh. Good thing Anubis wasn't around. Edited at May 27, 2024 07:23 PM by Oakwood Barn
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'General Simara' Adder simara -x- She whirled around and spotted General Rouge, she jabbed a finger at him. "You, come with me" she said, uncaring if they were the same rank, that small conversation with General Wallis had cleared the plans of her mind, she needed to get another look, and she needed someone to cover her back. -x- 'Sector leader Simara' Ozark Simara -x- Ozark sighed, breathing in to his pillow, pretending it to be something else, or someone else. 'Alright, you caught me. But that doesn't mean I am going to tell you my reasoning' He thought.
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(@West~ you didn't even let them enjoy the sunset, just sent 'em home lmao) Lieutenant Dwyer Glory made her way back to her room, dumped her cloak on the floor and collapsed on her bed. She was already tired before she and Leo left, and now she was about ready to pass out. She didn't even bother changing her clothes or pulling up the covers, just laid down and fell asleep.
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(I didn't want to embarrass her anymore than necessary XD) - General Anubis +++ Leo limped through the halls, wondering if Glory was awake yet. She had been tired. Was she in her room, or what? And... why was she worrying so much about her? She shouldn't be the sole thing on his mind for ... ever. He huffed quietly, changing his direction slightly to head outside. The sun had just started to set, so he went to the most open spot there was, in a flowery field. He then lowered himself to the ground with a slightly pained grunt, lifting his head to stare at the sky, his knee up so his arm could rest on it. The sun slowly turned orange, and blue, and red. Beautiful colors spread across the horizon as the sun slowly, very slowly, sank.
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(No no, the more the better xD) Lieutenant Dwyer The sun was just starting to peek through Glory's curtain's when she woke up, grumbling incoherently about the light. She got out of bed slowly, still sore but not nearly as badly as yesterday. She realized she was still wearing the same clothes, and with an annoyed sigh went over to her wardrobe to change, putting on a dark green tunic and black trousers. (Yes, Glory does dress like it's the 1800s, thank you very much) She combed her golden blonde hair as best as she cared to and quickly put it in a messy braid. Glory made her way down the stairs ever so slowly and went outside. She had gone to bed too early to watch the sunset, not wanting to walk back in the dark, but that didn't mean she couldn't watch the sunrise, especially since said sun had been so rude as to wake her. Or... maybe she could just go back to bed for a few minutes. Eventually someone would probably come looking for her, so she might as well enjoy the peaceful blackness of slumber until someone else decided otherwise. Glory lay back down on her bed and stared up at the ceiling for a few minutes, already too awake to go back to sleep.
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General Anubis +++ Leo watched the sunset for a couple more minutes before hauling himself up, wincing in pain as he limped back, to the building. He made it all the way to his room before collapsing with a groan of pain onto his bed, not bothering to stand back up again. As he had forgotten to close the blinds, the morning sun shone directly in his face. He awoke with a jerk, rolling over to get away from the sun and just about falling off his bed. If he didn't have some sort of reflex, he would've been on the ground, but he managed to get his good leg underneath him and more.. sink to the ground gracefully. Groaning as he tried to wake up, his eyes hurting from the bright light, he rolled over so he was on his back. Golly. Another day, another experienced General starting on the ground. Mumbling irritated curses under his breath, he clambered up off the ground, hissing in pain. Then it was off to the normal routine he went. He headed to the shower first, stripping to see painful bruising, mostly on his chest and stomach, and a bunch of cuts, plus the giant scabbed over disgusting looking hole in his leg. Ah. The pleasure of life. After he washed off the dried blood and dirt, he scrubbed his hair extra well, hating the feeling of it being oily. After that he pulled on some cargo pants, essentially dark brown jeans with pockets on his thighs. Followed by the new dark green flannel shirt he had bought, he finally felt revived enough to live. He ran a hand through his spiky, slightly damp, messed up hair, only making it worse. Awake enough to look like a walking zombie instead of Darth Sidious, he pulled on his boots, opened the door, and limped into the hallway. The sun was already quite a bit higher, as getting undressed and showering had taken MUCH longer than he expected, so he knew he couldn't watch the sunset. However, as there weren't any super urgent matters he knew of, he decided that sitting, standing, laying, or walking around in a quiet field would all be good ideas. He left the building and went to the same field he had watched the sunset in, then took a deep breath of the morning air. Although it hurt, it was worth it. Leo then sat down in the field, deciding standing would be too taxing. After a moment he sank onto his back with a small huff, hooking his hands behind his head as he stared at the blue sky.
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