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Post by Scott Osborne on Oct 15, 2010 19:00:15 GMT -5
Scott looked at his Kevlar vest. "Good point, helps against bullets and stab wounds . . Don't know about slashes though. As for hand to hand, he drew an 18 inch bayonet that essentially looked like a short sword and notched it on the end of his Lee-Enfield. "I've got a spear... But I've always wanted a pole-axe" he said grinning. "I think I'm gonna like it here..."
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Post by Kouichi - Yami No Kuro Raion on Oct 15, 2010 19:02:25 GMT -5
Kouichi grinned back at him. "I think you will," he said. "You have all the signs of a true Hero."
There was an audible capital there.
"Anyway, Nachtundtag isn't very far from here, but ti would probably help if we picked up some horses or Striders. Can you ride?"
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Post by Scott Osborne on Oct 15, 2010 19:06:38 GMT -5
" An M1A1 Abrams tank, yeah... I've never rode a horse before. What's a strider?" He asked, looking around taking in the new scenery. With a frown he added "You believe it's possible for me to turn evil don't you?"
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Post by Kouichi - Yami No Kuro Raion on Oct 15, 2010 19:13:40 GMT -5
"Huh?" He blinked. "What do you mean by that?" He sounded a bit... offended, almost; maybe hurt.
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Post by Scott Osborne on Oct 15, 2010 19:20:03 GMT -5
"The emphasis on the word "Hero" would lead me to believe such a thing.. Enough of that, It's probably just my mind getting ahead of itself. . . Lets go buy some armor!" he said with a grin.
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Post by Kouichi - Yami No Kuro Raion on Oct 15, 2010 19:27:47 GMT -5
He laughed. "Oh, okay. No problem... and yeah! Let's go buy some gear~"
He stopped. "By the way, a strider is... well, it's a large, flightless bird, sort of like an ostritch. It comes in two colors, based on where it comes from - either yellow, from Santo-Luce and Crepusculum, where we are now, or black,f rom Nerezza. They're used as mounts and beasts of burden on Allorum, just like horses on Earth."
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Post by Scott Osborne on Oct 15, 2010 19:29:48 GMT -5
Scott stopped and blinked. "That just sounds crazy... But okay, lets go ride an ostrich.... So you were originally from earth?"
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Post by Kouichi - Yami No Kuro Raion on Oct 15, 2010 19:32:38 GMT -5
"Yep. I'm from Tokyo."
He stopped.
".....I keep forgetting I'm on Allorum now. We don't need to stop to bargainf or a mount."
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Post by Scott Osborne on Oct 15, 2010 19:34:48 GMT -5
Scott chuckled. "It's not a taxi. Since you're from Earth, I'm trusting that you know all about my kind and the French Foreign Legion... I'm not really French either..."
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Post by Kouichi - Yami No Kuro Raion on Oct 15, 2010 19:41:23 GMT -5
He held out a hand and waved it throught he air. Sort of a so-so gesture. "Um... sorta. I don't know a lot - wasn't really my specialty. I know about soldiers, and the war, of course. But it doesn't really affect us as much in the East as in the west. And that's not what I meant about Allorum. Give me a moment; we can finish our discussion on the road."
He paused.
"But seriously. Don't freak."
And then he changed into his other form. Looking down at Lieutenant Osborne, he grinned a toothy, lion's grin.
{Get on my back - don't worry, I won't bite.}
The words rang in his mind.
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Post by Scott Osborne on Oct 15, 2010 19:44:59 GMT -5
He stood there unmoving. "Okay.." He hesitantly got on Kouichi's back and said "I ran into some Asian PMC's in Afghanistan, I didn't get the chance to ask where they came from..." He sighed and muttered "they weren't on our side either...."
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Post by Kouichi - Yami No Kuro Raion on Oct 15, 2010 19:47:16 GMT -5
{Probably not all of them are... But that's the nature of humanity. Hold on tight,} he warned, then began to move, slowly at first, then much more quickly.
{But we're far from Earth, here,} he continued. {The conflicts here are of a different nature.}
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Post by Scott Osborne on Oct 15, 2010 19:50:25 GMT -5
"What do you mean? People here don't fight for what they believe in?" He frowned and began to squint as the air rushed into his eyes.
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Post by Kouichi - Yami No Kuro Raion on Oct 15, 2010 19:57:09 GMT -5
He sighed, searching for the words.
{I mean... it's hard to explain. It's... you guys are fighting a war against terrorism. It's a long, weary, drawn-out battle, and you'er slowly but surely winning. Here the battles are more urgent; the wars are just as deadly, but they're ore immediate. Terrorism is a horrible thing, and Bin Ladin and those guys are horrible people, and evil, but... somehow, just the way things are fought here is different. You guys believe.... but the people here.... it's another level. Maybe you'll see what I mean.}
He would have shrugged if his front legs weren't involved in running.
{I dunno. That's just how I feel.}
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Post by Scott Osborne on Oct 15, 2010 20:02:47 GMT -5
"Slowly winning? No, we're losing... Nobody else has come to terms with that yet. We've got our noses shoved somewhere they don't belong and we're getting our asses kicked. For once I'd like to fight for a greater purpose, not the benefit of some stupid politician. I would like to fight for something I believe in, something I have come to love and cherish. . . But that's just me. Others fight just for the sake of killing... So how much further?"
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