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2019-10-23, 05:38 PM (ISO 8601)
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- Feb 2009
Re: Cloudbreak IC: Glimpse of the sky
The Scrapscallion picked up his jacket from where it’d been flung off of him, brushed the ash off, and stormed out. For the first time since they’d met, The Scrapscallion didn’t have a thing to say to her.
Masterclass? That Enclave punk gave everything to him. He gave back twice as good as he got, and buddy, he was good. Proudest moment? Had to be when he’d asked what he should call her, and they got name, rank, post, and favorite color on tape. In-between when he’d let her come up for air. You know what? Scratch that. He didn’t give a thing back. He’d all but devoured her. She could hide what she’d done under that fancy armor, but he’d marked her for weeks. She’d be waking up in a cold sweat thinking of him. He was the best she could ever hope to have.
And he wasn’t done.
Stars. He wasn’t done.
Just a few more minutes. He still had some things he could try. This base had all kinds of wacky sky tech; just think of what he could do with wing-cuffs! There were whole chapters of his book of tricks they’d barely brushed. There must’ve been something in there. Something to make this whole thing just right. He could’ve found it.
If he’d just had a few more minutes.
If she hadn’t pulled the ripcord on him.
Joke’s on her, she didn’t get to see a masterclass. She didn’t get to see what she was missing, so there. Guess nopony gets to walk away happy, right? He was pissed, she was deprived, and Camber…
Well. Screw Camber, anyway.
[Rolling for Moment of Intimacy: 1 + 3 + 3 = 7 Which would be -1 Hx with General Camber, and she'd get +1 Hx with Scraps, but unfortunately she's an NPC. I'm good with however you interpret that.]
The Scrapscallion stomped to the nearest terminal, jammed the audio recorder into the slot, and fired off a message to the rest of the Enclave fleet. No attempts at hiding this time; they were playing the role of a panicked grunt who’d just seen something she shouldn’t have. In went the auth codes. In went the panicked message. Help, help, General engaging in illicit kiss crimes, they’re onto me, I don’t know how long I have, help, etc. Send. Invasion: Postponed.
“We got a job to do.” He growled, marching for the prison. “C’mon.”Last edited by TheAmishPirate; 2019-10-23 at 06:40 PM.
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2019-10-24, 11:40 PM (ISO 8601)
- Join Date
- Mar 2009
- Location
- Middle-o'-Nowhere, Idaho
- Gender
Re: Cloudbreak IC: Glimpse of the sky
Met? No. Familiar with, have dissected? Yes. Starlight's aware of the outside world, but until recent... developments, has usually not ventured out into it. Let's call it a working knowledge.
The Pegasus looks at you, lost in your eyes. Her helmet clatters as her hooves fail to place it properly on the side table.
She steps closer … timidly, but with a barely restrained energy. Her hooves tremble as they reach for you.
Closer.
Closer.
And then … the dam breaks.
No, this will not do at all. The images--how did they even do that thing with the weathervane?--are seared in her skull. She doesn't want to think about her child like that, doesn't want those kinds of images, and suddenly wishes she actually knew how to shut this thing down.
No, no, nope, not gonna think about that. Time for some healthy, age-old technique of repressing it deep in her soul and never once ever again mentioning it.I run a Let's Play channel! Check it out!
Currently, we're playing through New Vegas as Gabriel de la Cruz, merchant and mercenary extraordinaire!
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2019-11-07, 06:41 AM (ISO 8601)
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- Aug 2011
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Re: Cloudbreak IC: Glimpse of the sky
Aaand -- new thread is up.