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Post by ranjit on May 14, 2006 20:18:22 GMT -5
Ranjit was lounging in the barracks. He had his legs propped up on a table leaning back on a chair. He looked relaxed and he was somewhat but he had his hand in his sleeve where he kept a dagger ready in case someone was going to kill him. He was smiling at the changes in the horde. He liked them and thought that this Dirk was doing a good job as horde leader.
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Post by Ffasma Doomsday on May 16, 2006 19:25:51 GMT -5
*Ffasma stumped into the room, glowering from under her hood. Seeing the weasel, she tilted her head to one side and surveyed him, noticing his relaxed state, but imagining he wasn't totally relaxed. She took a deep breath and then took a few more steps.*
What's your name? And where are the rest of the soldiers?
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Post by ranjit on May 16, 2006 20:16:52 GMT -5
Ranjit noted her stripes. He immediatly unpropped his feet and jolted up and saluted."Ranjit ma'm and I'm not sure where the rest of the soldiers are ma'm." He was still saluting after he said that waiting for the release salute of his superior officer. He didn't want another Typhoon to happen.
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Post by Ffasma Doomsday on May 17, 2006 19:38:58 GMT -5
*Ffasma looked him over once more, allowing a smile to play on her lips. She was meant to be a chief, she knew it. Nodding, she spoke to Ranjit.* At ease, cadet. Now, tell me about yourself...
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Post by ranjit on May 18, 2006 5:17:05 GMT -5
"I'm Ranjit ma'm. I'm 23 seasons old and I'm a sargeant."
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Post by Ffasma Doomsday on May 18, 2006 16:32:05 GMT -5
Mhm...well...where did you grow up? Who were your parents? They weren't part of my tribe, were they? *Ffasma's eye twitched briefly, but she fought down her well of slightly paranoid and insane emotions.*
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Post by ranjit on May 18, 2006 20:10:38 GMT -5
Ranjit's smile faded from his lips. He didn't like his parents or his past but he would talk about it to a superior officer. "My parents were east of here. That's where I grew up and I don't think we were part of your tribe." Ranjit thought about it and was pretty sure they weren't part of the same tribe.
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Post by Ffasma Doomsday on May 22, 2006 16:38:39 GMT -5
*Ffasma relaxed visibly.* Very well very well...
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Post by ranjit on May 22, 2006 19:42:55 GMT -5
Ranjit felt for her. He knew what it was like not liking your past."I see you don't like your past either. Did something bad happen?"
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Post by Legolas Greenleaf on May 23, 2006 17:33:51 GMT -5
*The door flies open and a young otter barrels into the barracks. She skids to a halt in front of Ffasma, salutes, and then dashes towards a pack in the corner*
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Post by ranjit on May 23, 2006 20:43:29 GMT -5
Ranjit turned and stared at Leoglas with a dumbfounded expression on his face. He shook his head and then turned back."That was weird."
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Post by Legolas Greenleaf on May 24, 2006 6:21:07 GMT -5
*Things start flying in all directions as Legolas burrows through her pack.* No, no, no WHERE IS IT?? *A small pile of stuff starts to pile up behind her*
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Post by ranjit on May 24, 2006 6:30:38 GMT -5
Ranjit sighes. I will never get peace until this beast finds whatever he's looking for. Ranjits walks over to him. "Hi I'm Ranjit, and you are looking for something. Could I help in someway?" Ranjit smiled softly at him.
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Post by Legolas Greenleaf on May 25, 2006 6:28:05 GMT -5
OOC: Ok, first I'm a girl. People always seem to make that mistake but I guess that's my fault but whatever...
BIC:
*Her head appears from deep inside her pack and she blinks her green eyes at him* Help? No. I'm trying to find something of mine, but it's none of your business what it is! *her head disappears back into the pack*
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Post by ranjit on May 26, 2006 10:56:40 GMT -5
"Alright then, no need to be such a jerk." Ranjit turned around and shook his head. Why do some beasts just have to be so jerkish? "So Ffasma, I heard you got promoted to second- in- command. That's awesome."
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Post by Chicory Rue on May 27, 2006 16:42:19 GMT -5
A large female badger saunters in. "Ello, chaps...might if I join ye?" So saying, Rue pulls up a rickety chair, collapses onto it, and gets off it quickly, wincing (it's far too small). Thereupon, she opts to sit on the floor and sits down with a whump.
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Post by ranjit on May 27, 2006 20:59:52 GMT -5
Ranjit left the floor. "Yipee. That was fun. Hi Rova, whats happening with you today?"
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Post by Shalaia Avadur on May 28, 2006 11:43:17 GMT -5
*Hm... nice spot. A weasel sauntered into the room. She held the scimitar, one of her favorite weapons, in one paw; the other was flopping uselessly at her side. The black tunic popped out against her relatively light brownish fur, and the white sash looked even more out of place. The moody creature glanced at the beasts surrounding her, and snorted slightly. She tossed herself on a cushiony armchair and watched Legolas search.*
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Post by Chicory Rue on May 28, 2006 13:05:58 GMT -5
From her spot on the floor, Rue looks up at Ranjit with some confusion. "Rova? Y'mean that rag-tailed fish-faced barrel-bottomed excuse for a sea otter? Naaah, that'd be Rova Stormeye, the rovin' Recorder. My name is Rue, Chicory Rue." Smiling at Ranjit, she turns to wave at Shalaia as she walks in.
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Post by ranjit on May 28, 2006 21:14:19 GMT -5
"I was just kiddin ya mate." Ranjit smiled
OOC: Is your other char. really Rova Stormeye?
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