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Cyrell Cleford


 


Cyrell looked at the new man who introduced himself and was looking for squad 4. He smirked, there was now another new member of his squad. He approached him and smiled.


"Hello" He said "I am Cyrell, the leader of squad 4"

 

Cyrell Cleford


 


Cyrell looked at the new man who introduced himself and was looking for squad 4. He smirked, there was now another new member of his squad. He approached him and smiled.


"Hello" He said "I am Cyrell, the leader of squad 4"


"Heh, took you long enough to acknowledge my presence... Anyways, again it's Faux and am I late or something? The heck is everyone so busy about? Don't tell me y'all about to leave or something..."
 

Cyrell Cleford


 


"Sorry about that" He apologized with a chuckle "Yeah, I am supposed to leave with squad 1 and 3, as for you, I actually do not know... You could ask Aaron about it"


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Cyrell Cleford


 


"Sorry about that" He apologized with a chuckle "Yeah, I am supposed to leave with squad 1 and 3, as for you, I actually do not know... You could ask Aaron about it"


@Umbra Regalia-Indirect


@MatTamMax-Direct

"Bah, might as well tag along - don't ya think?" 


Faux Then began exploring about - touching whatever machines he saw around him, inspecting them and whatnot.
 
Revnoir scowled. "Well, you're Squad 3, right? Then your leader is Madeline, I think was her name. Your whole squad is coming with mine, so you'll meet them one way or another," he said as he regained his smile. "Not quite sure where your lead is, though... Must have gone to finish something up."


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Suddenly, the door to the lobby was kicked open and a large man jumped out, screaming. "HELLLLOOOOOO." He bellowed with a large grin, putting his hands on his hips as he scanned the room. "My name is Claus Rosenthal and I am looking for my Squad." Claus chuckled before walking around. 


Kirsa just entered the lobby, tugging onto her boots softly as she had been taking a nap in the barracks. She rubbed her sleeves on her eyes to see the man who looked oddly familiar to her. 
 
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Roy jumped at the sudden burst of an entrance, and stared at Claus with wide eyes. "A-Ahm, what Squad are you looking for...?" He asked, a little shaky from the surprise he just endured. It was a bit odd for him to be so freaked out, but this guy was extremely tall, extremely loud, and did anybody else realize that he just kicked a door open, one that requires you to turn a handle. Not a push door. He kicked a closed door open. And he's a recruit. And he has no respect for the door. Oh god, everyone please hide your belongings else they be smashed by this skyscraper's destructive force.


@A Y U
 

Cyrell Cleford


 


Cyrell immediately took his knives and was ready for an emergency combat when the door bursted opened. He was surprised and had to react, it was one of the symtomps of his Hypervigilance and the medications he took earlier was not enough to stop it, the medications only helped him to calm down fast, get less nervous at crowded and noisy places and to help him sleep better. He looked at the big man with a big frown and sighed. He placed his knives back to where he got them and looked at the man.


"Could you do a gentle entrance next time" He said


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Roy jumped at the sudden burst of an entrance, and stared at Claus with wide eyes. "A-Ahm, what Squad are you looking for...?" He asked, a little shaky from the surprise he just endured. It was a bit odd for him to be so freaked out, but this guy was extremely tall, extremely loud, and did anybody else realize that he just kicked a door open, one that requires you to turn a handle. Not a push door. He kicked a closed door open. And he's a recruit. And he has no respect for the door. Oh god, everyone please hide your belongings else they be smashed by this skyscraper's destructive force.


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Claus menacingly stepped toward Roy, grabbing him by the shirt and yanking him to him. "Squad 7, mate." He chuckled, holding the leader tightly by his arm. He looked around the room again, running his other hand through the locks of his bluish hair. "Are you the leader? That would be great! You're so small and cute." Claus chuckled before turning his attention to another's commentary. His smile slowly disappeared upon seeing the weapons but came back as he saw it wasn't towards him. "Calm down.~ I won't hurt you midgets. And I am just naturally loud."


Kirsa stood at the frame of the door, her arms folded tightly as she just watched the giant. "What's going on.."
 
Revnoir noticed Claus 'assaulting' Roy, and immediately ran up and jump-kicked Claus. He had aimed to kick the tower in the chest, or even the stomach, but he ended up kicking the man in the crotch as hard as he could. Because he used both feet to kick the man, he landed on his back after kicking but got back up and stood behind Roy moments after. "No! He's my Squad Leader! And he isn't cute, he's badass." Obviously, Revnoir was joking a little bit, but Roy looked pretty happy that Revnoir was there to 'protect him'.


@A Y U
 
Claus stood for a moment, just silent before dropping to his knees and holding his special parts. He suddenly let out a whiney squeal before falling over to the side. It felt as if someone had crushed his grapes. Claus squirmed and cried out softly before looking up at Revnoir. "I-It's cool man... I'm sorry for insulting him.." He tried to smile but tears began to trickle down his cheeks. 


She stepped over to the group, pulling out a small glass bottle out of the pouch on her leg. "Uhm.. that wasn't very nice, Revnoir." Kirsa sighed before kneeling down to Claus. "I have some pain medications, if you'd like to take some." She smiled softly.


He slowly turned his attention to the girl. His arms stretched out and grabbed her, holding her small frame to his chest. "Kirsa! Oh, how I've missed you. I've noticed you've gotten a lot prettier. And more.. sexy." Claus chuckled. 


Kirsa screamed out as she was yanked to the ground, looking at Revnoir as if pleading for help. "Wh-What are you doing?!" 


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Revnoir hurried over, forming what looked like a cloth out of his Threads, and came up behind Claus. He jammed the cloth into the man's mouth from behind like a gag and pulled him off Kirsa before dragging him (with some difficulty due to both his lack of strength and the man's size) over to the wall and tying him onto one of the wall lights with his Threads - the cloth still gagging him. Kinky, if you think about it, but still. At least he wouldn't end up molesting Kirsa or Roy.


@A Y U
 
Krystal paced around one of the lounges. Had she missed a call? Everyone seemed to be worked up about something going on...


I really should start paying more attention to what's going on...


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Alex looked around,as he could of sworn he heard his chief calling him. He though he'ed might go out hunting and learn the local area around the base. He wanted to make sure his chief knew where he was though so he left a note by the desk. He picked up his small backpack he left by the entrance putting it on his back,walking outside he looked around the nearest forest and started walking around.
 
Isthia hefted her bag off the truck that had brought her, thanked the driver, and turned to face the building in front of her, absentmindedly tapping the handle of the rapier holstered on her left thigh. As she approached the building, she swung her bag around, letting the strap rest on one of her shoulders.


Having proceeded to sign in, and be told she was in squad four, Isthia wandered the oddly deserted building's leisure areas, still carrying her backpack slung over one shoulder. After what seemed an eternity, she eventually ran into somebody - a blond-haired woman, wearing a rather tattered black coat. Raising her hand, she spoke. "Hi there. I'm looking for Squad 4...?"


@Stormyface
 
Isthia hefted her bag off the truck that had brought her, thanked the driver, and turned to face the building in front of her, absentmindedly tapping the handle of the rapier holstered on her left thigh. As she approached the building, she swung her bag around, letting the strap rest on one of her shoulders.


Having proceeded to sign in, and be told she was in squad four, Isthia wandered the oddly deserted building's leisure areas, still carrying her backpack slung over one shoulder. After what seemed an eternity, she eventually ran into somebody - a blond-haired woman, wearing a rather tattered black coat. Raising her hand, she spoke. "Hi there. I'm looking for Squad 4...?"


@Stormyface

Krystal looked over at the newcomer.


"To be perfectly blunt, I don't know where my own squad is half the time. I guess I'll help you look, though. Something might actually happen. I'm Krystal, by the way, so you know who to complain about to the guys upstairs."


@ResonantStorm


((joyous lass, really))
 
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Krystal looked over at the newcomer.


[COLOR= rgb(148, 0, 211)]"To be perfectly blunt, I don't know where my own squad is half the time. I guess I'll help you look, though. Something might actually happen. I'm Krystal, by the way, so you know who to complain about to the guys upstairs."[/COLOR]


@ResonantStorm


((joyous lass, really))

"Alright, I appreciate the help, Krystal. I'm Isthia. I just got transferred." Isthia stood, waiting for the woman - Krystal - to lead the way. After all, she probably knew the base far better than Isthia did. "Is there anything I should know about this place? Anyone I should watch out for?"


((I'm sure she is))
 
"Alright, I appreciate the help, Krystal. I'm Isthia. I just got transferred." Isthia stood, waiting for the woman - Krystal - to lead the way. After all, she probably knew the base far better than Isthia did. "Is there anything I should know about this place? Anyone I should watch out for?"


((I'm sure she is))

Krystal picked a random direction and began walking. (Hey, she probably would've resorted to this eventually, so might as well save the trouble of admitting she had no sense of direction around here)


"Hi, Isthia. Um... I've just been kind of... waiting for something to happen, so I wouldn't be surprised to see celebrities wandering around. I suppose if I were you, I'd avoid anyone who seems like they wouldn't mind beating you to a pulp. Or violating you. Or both. This kind of thing tends to attract people with some serious issues. If anyone tries to harm you, just attack their eyes mercilessly with your Threads, and they should leave you alone.





...so, uh, what do you like to do in your spare time?"



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Isthia followed behind Krystal at a distance close enough to assure her she was following, but far enough that it wouldn't be awkward. Suddenly catching herself, she grinned sardonically at the remnant of her social training. Quickly wiping the grin from her face - Krystal would think her insane - she responded to her warning. "Oh, I'd like to see them try."


Absentmindedly tapping the handle of Lament, she was caught off guard by Krystal's next question. "Oh, I read a lot, I fence," she gave a pointed look at the blade at her hip, "I sharpshoot, I listen to music, I play violin, I hike..." Isthia shrugged. "Lots of stuff, but spare time is hard to come by these days. What about you? What do you do in your spare time?"

Krystal picked a random direction and began walking. (Hey, she probably would've resorted to this eventually, so might as well save the trouble of admitting she had no sense of direction around here)


[COLOR= rgb(148, 0, 211)]"Hi, Isthia. Um... I've just been kind of... waiting for something to happen, so I wouldn't be surprised to see celebrities wandering around. I suppose if I were you, I'd avoid anyone who seems like they wouldn't mind beating you to a pulp. Or violating you. Or both. This kind of thing tends to attract people with some serious issues. If anyone tries to harm you, just attack their eyes mercilessly with your Threads, and they should leave you alone. [/COLOR]


[COLOR= rgb(148, 0, 211)]...so, uh, what do you like to do in your spare time?"[/COLOR]


@ResonantStorm

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Isthia followed behind Krystal at a distance close enough to assure her she was following, but far enough that it wouldn't be awkward. Suddenly catching herself, she grinned sardonically at the remnant of her social training. Quickly wiping the grin from her face - Krystal would think her insane - she responded to her warning. "Oh, I'd like to see them try."


Absentmindedly tapping the handle of Lament, she was caught off guard by Krystal's next question. "Oh, I read a lot, I fence," she gave a pointed look at the blade at her hip, "I sharpshoot, I listen to music, I play violin, I hike..." Isthia shrugged. "Lots of stuff, but spare time is hard to come by these days. What about you? What do you do in your spare time?"


((Pretty sure RPN hates my phone a little. It won't let me tag you.))

"Mm... I play video games, cook stuff, shoot stuff, jog around the base every morning, sometimes I hang out with my friend Alagos if I'm especially bored... it's great. They're somehow still making new games, too. So that's cool."


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"Oh, are they? I never really...played video games. I mean, not for lack of desire, I just never really had time, before." Isthia shrugged, glancing around the bare corridor. "So, which squad are you in? And who're the people I want to avoid that you mentioned? Any names?"


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"Oh, are they? I never really...played video games. I mean, not for lack of desire, I just never really had time, before." Isthia shrugged, glancing around the bare corridor. "So, which squad are you in? And who're the people I want to avoid that you mentioned? Any names?"


@Stormyface


((Yup, got it working. Thanks!))

"Squad 2. I heard the leader's got Shadow Threads, sooooo... that'll be interesting. I don't know anyone specifically, but some guy tried to jump me a week ago. He's probably still in the infirmary, takes 3-21 days for a gunshot wound, if I remember."


Krystal recognized this part. The offices should be a few turns away...


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        Aiko jumped slightly, the hairs raising on the back of her neck as Claus burst into the lobby. It almost seemed like she was dreaming with how fast everything suddenly happened. Fellow Weavers drawing weapons, Revnoir charging forward, the newcomer/behemoth falling to the ground, and suddenly yanking another weaver, a girl she didn't know yet, down with him. A scream, and Revnoir restraining him to the wall with his Threads. "So he has Shadow Threads." She remarked mentally. All of that happened in less than thirty seconds, the dreadlocked girl realized. She had to get her head in the game; if - no, when she got into a battle, things would go even faster. Usually, she was good with things like this. She must be having an off day.


        As Revnoir finished hanging their new light sconce, Aiko realized that maybe she should go see if she could help. She moved forwards and offered a hand to the other weaver, who was still lying on the ground.


        "Are y'all alright?"


((Yay finally back! Last week was crazy :) ))


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Kirsa, obviously shocked by the confrontation, took the other's hand with a smile. "Thank you, I appreciate it. That caught me by surprise though.." She mumbled softly before turning to the scene. Cocking her head to the side slightly, she stared at the two. I know.. Rev.. noirk. That's his name right? But who's the guy with the blue hair. Kirsa thought to herself before letting out a subtle sigh, crossing her arms across her chest. "Your initial introduction was quite.. unique, however I will admit I do not know you, Blue-Haired Man." She stated. 


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He let out a soft chuckle, peering down at the much smaller Revnoir. "Mffgh hnngghhh pshhhh." Claus attempted to say but all that came out was absolute nonsense from the weaved cloth. He didn't know what the whole deal was. Was this younger guy trying to get it with him? Claus is pansexual and more outgoing but dang, this guy is fiesty. 


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[COLOR= rgb(128, 0, 128)]"Squad 2. I heard the leader's got Shadow Threads, sooooo... that'll be interesting. I don't know anyone specifically, but some guy tried to jump me a week ago. He's probably still in the infirmary, takes 3-21 days for a gunshot wound, if I remember."[/COLOR]


Krystal recognized this part. The offices should be a few turns away...


@ResonantStorm


((Y/w!))

Isthia raised an eyebrow. "Depends where he was shot, I imagine. Hopefully I don't have anyone like that in my squad, but, at the end of the day, I can deal with it if I have to." Isthia shrugged, fingers once again beginning a staccato rhythm on the hilt of her blade. "I mean, ideally I won't have to, but this is hardly an ideal world."
 

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