Jun. 23rd, 2012

[identity profile] curseu-reflexes.livejournal.com
Oh... oh where is it?!?

[In the past few days, Julia's been very busy.  Not in the gym practicing boxing, no.  This was much more serious!  She'd ransacked the Hikari Studios with Tsukasa off the ship... but after coming up empty she'd had to start searching places she'd seen him at.  And that included the kitchen.]



Oh... it's not here either!

[Not even snacking on a tasty churro could ease Julia's worries.  Oh where were those photographs?!?]
[identity profile] curseu-reflexes.livejournal.com
Oh... oh where is it?!?

[In the past few days, Julia's been very busy.  Not in the gym practicing boxing, no.  This was much more serious!  She'd ransacked the Hikari Studios with Tsukasa off the ship... but after coming up empty she'd had to start searching places she'd seen him at.  And that included the kitchen.]



Oh... it's not here either!

[Not even snacking on a tasty churro could ease Julia's worries.  Oh where were those photographs?!?]
srwuga_mods: (NPC - Sumeragi Lee Noriega)
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[During the Earth-side's group stay, the Ptolomeios has been searching relentlessly for any trace of those imitation Celestial Being Gundams.  And though up until now they hadn't found anyone...]

Hixar, Setsuna, Allelujah, Lockon.

We've found them.  A few dozen clicks south of here, in fact... if we move fast, we might be able to get the jump on them.
srwuga_mods: (NPC - Sumeragi Lee Noriega)
[personal profile] srwuga_mods
[During the Earth-side's group stay, the Ptolomeios has been searching relentlessly for any trace of those imitation Celestial Being Gundams.  And though up until now they hadn't found anyone...]

Hixar, Setsuna, Allelujah, Lockon.

We've found them.  A few dozen clicks south of here, in fact... if we move fast, we might be able to get the jump on them.
[identity profile] 2good4thegundam.livejournal.com
[During that last conflict, the space-station...monster...thing let loose a psychic scream across space, both with its beam weapon attack and with its death. It's enough to shake normal people...and Newtypes had it particularly hard. If you're stopping by the infirmary for some help, don't expect Sayla to give it to you...she's just sitting in a chair, staring off into space.]

Melting...and burning...knives...
[identity profile] 2good4thegundam.livejournal.com
[During that last conflict, the space-station...monster...thing let loose a psychic scream across space, both with its beam weapon attack and with its death. It's enough to shake normal people...and Newtypes had it particularly hard. If you're stopping by the infirmary for some help, don't expect Sayla to give it to you...she's just sitting in a chair, staring off into space.]

Melting...and burning...knives...
[identity profile] an-alpha-wolf.livejournal.com
[1]

An entire arm ripped off his mech when it was parked in the hangar, Resnick swung down from the ladder and hit the ground, heading towards his target: Luger Amwulf. He'd panicked and thus kept them from vital mission information. Sure he'd pulled it off in the end and killed that...thing, that screaming abomination with a lucky shot. But that didn't erase the earlier crime.

"Luger Amwulf!"

[2]

Resnick thought that this headache was an ordinary one. After all it was a common side effect of dealing with Luger Amwulf. But no, this was something different. When he paused in the hallway, he put one hand over his forehead, as if he could smooth the rock growing behind his brows away. No such luck. Soon enough his vision grew hazy and he felt as if he were birthing Athena herself. Now leaning against the wall was no longer a choice, he found as he staggered, emitting a low groan.

[3]

He wakes some time later in the infirmary, still feeling terrible. But the waves of pain are receding. The doctors have told him he had an adverse reaction to the former colony's Lovecraftian tantrum via his Enhanced Imagine implants/tattoos.
[identity profile] an-alpha-wolf.livejournal.com
[1]

An entire arm ripped off his mech when it was parked in the hangar, Resnick swung down from the ladder and hit the ground, heading towards his target: Luger Amwulf. He'd panicked and thus kept them from vital mission information. Sure he'd pulled it off in the end and killed that...thing, that screaming abomination with a lucky shot. But that didn't erase the earlier crime.

"Luger Amwulf!"

[2]

Resnick thought that this headache was an ordinary one. After all it was a common side effect of dealing with Luger Amwulf. But no, this was something different. When he paused in the hallway, he put one hand over his forehead, as if he could smooth the rock growing behind his brows away. No such luck. Soon enough his vision grew hazy and he felt as if he were birthing Athena herself. Now leaning against the wall was no longer a choice, he found as he staggered, emitting a low groan.

[3]

He wakes some time later in the infirmary, still feeling terrible. But the waves of pain are receding. The doctors have told him he had an adverse reaction to the former colony's Lovecraftian tantrum via his Enhanced Imagine implants/tattoos.

[5]

Jun. 23rd, 2012 11:10 pm
[identity profile] betterthnaliens.livejournal.com
[Oh, look - someone OTHER than Nanohana that's an emotional wreck. Watching that space station get turned into a monster, those people dying, the SCREAMS. It was just too much for poor Christine. At the moment, despite her Solstice being a little on the poor side, she's still huddled up in her cockpit, breaking down into tears over it all.]

Th-those people... that... that thing... wh-why... I...

[5]

Jun. 23rd, 2012 11:10 pm
[identity profile] betterthnaliens.livejournal.com
[Oh, look - someone OTHER than Nanohana that's an emotional wreck. Watching that space station get turned into a monster, those people dying, the SCREAMS. It was just too much for poor Christine. At the moment, despite her Solstice being a little on the poor side, she's still huddled up in her cockpit, breaking down into tears over it all.]

Th-those people... that... that thing... wh-why... I...

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