Fault Line
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Thread Topic: Fault Line
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Yeah :D
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:3 Okie. Now we wait for the others~.
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I'm still confused ._.
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@Ozze After the battle Alden and what was left of his company went to search for others in their militia, and on the way Alden found a man willing to fly him to America to take care of his arm, a shot injury. Camilla's going to join the militia, and Charlie is still in America. .3.
Charlie continued to sleep, though the rest of his dreams turned sour. Fighting, battle, gunshots, dead people. All the trauma he had been taking in had been playing through his mind. -
The man led Alden into his small jet, seeming a bit too cheery by the looks of it. He sat in the cockpit, patting the seat next to him. Alden sat down, still eyeing the pilot. He was definitely peculiar. The man noticed his weird look and shrugged.
"Haven't flown this thing for a while. It's exciting." He prepared the jet for takeoff, slipping headphones and a radio over his ears.
Alden couldn't suppress his excitement. He was going to America... America. Where Charlie was. -
Needing distraction from horrid feelings. Anyone up for it?
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I am, just need a moment to get back into the flow.
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Okay, take your time. :3
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Is Ana on? Her last post was over ten minutes ago. :/
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She made her way through the line, took a slip of paper from the man, signed her name and filled out the neccessary blank spots, and was escorted to a back room. There she and the others were debreifed, given uniforms, and packed onto a plane.
Apparantly, England and America had recently signed a treaty. They would help each other fight, and share 50/50 whatever they gained. There was no time for training, they needed soldiers now.
She was recently, but she said earlier her computer was running slow. -
Okie dokie. Should I post again or wait?
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Up to you
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Hm... I'll wait. That way she'll get a fair chance to manipulate the events the way she would like to.
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Right
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Aw, you guys didn't have to wait. .3. *huggles*
Charlie woke up as a bugle sounded through the tents. They would have to stand in formation and be reviewed, the superiors making sure the soldiers had enough supplies and things were in check.
"Why do they wake us up so early?" Lisa yawned, and asked. He couldn't help smiling. "Because we're very busy people, and we need to make things go back to normal as fast as possible." "Oh, okay." She nodded.
"You can stay here actually and sleep more. I'll be back in about 30 minutes okay? So stay here." He then took his rucksack and headed down to the meeting area.
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