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Legion IX: Storm Squadron - IITwo
Five days. That’s the amount of time that you had been fighting on this infernal desert. Five days as you and a ten squads of medics, tacticians, and command units to fend off Relenian soldiers on the borderlines while a team of elite soldiers stormed over the city of Ts’Landa to free it from Relenian Confederation’s clutches, while another set of soldiers fought for the neighboring Arnadamir at the same time.
A loud, ear deafening whistle rang in your ears before the ground in front of you exploded in a ball of plasmic energy. You were sent hurtling across the dessert, landing a couple of miles away. The wind was knocked from your lungs as you landed on your back. For a couple of seconds, you find it hard to breath, like your lungs had forgotten how to inhale and exhale properly. Slowly, with a painful tugging sensation, you finally could breathe, albeit slowly. You then realized that you had landed on top
Legion IX: Storm Squadron - IOne
You woke up with a start. Everything was spinning around wildly and your head throbbed painfully from the headache. The blaring alarm didn’t help in the slightest.
Groaning, you sat up on your bed and reached for the water bottle on the end table located to your left. You downed it all in one gulp, washing down the vile taste in your mouth slightly. Maybe that extra shot of Veaga Berry wine, or maybe accepting Sullivan’s offer for a farewell party at the bar hadn't been the best of choice.
Finally locating the source of the annoying alarm, you slammed your fist down on the ‘Off’ button and sighed at the ensuing quietness. Rubbing your tired eyes, you glanced at the digital alarm clock once again.
You huffed. It’s too early to wake up. Why did you set up the alarm at this ungodly hour in the first place? As you laid back to your bed, your eyes fell upon the dark grey uniform laid out on the chair in front of you. A huge
Universitatis, Chapter IOne
The bus ride was relatively calm and uneventful, save for the number of excited chatters from the twenty young adult monsters inside. The girls were talking or gossiping away, some giggling at each other and reading magazines, while the guys were either trying to flirt with some of the girls, chilling out, or discussing the latest match between Screechville Growlstones and Monstropolis Howlers.
Adrian tried to hide the snort that threatened to come out as his twin brother ended up his tale of how he successfully dated three girls without then noticing each other to a shark-like monster sitting beside him.
“Alright show off. Stop right there.” Adrian finally interrupted as the tale escalates into a new level in ridiculousness. “Don’t you mean you tried to flirt with my ex and Ricky’s girl while your date wasn’t looking?”
“Oi! I wasn’t flirting.” Hadrian shot back indignantly.
Adrian raised an eyebrow.
Caeruleis Tribulation, Chapter 5Balustrade Gardens was actually a number of marble white terrace houses. Number 3, surprisingly, was a worn down building. It was one of six which stood back some way from the street, two of them occupied while the other four empty. Number 3 had tons of scaffolding on its surface with many building tools strewn across a patch of dirt that must be once a small garden like the ones on the houses beside it. The whole place was very sloppy. Probably from the rain that had fallen over the area. The sky had been cast with dark clouds ever since Jim and Leo returned from the hospital. The garden was bounded by a three-foot brick wall with ivy crawling all the way up and to the other side. And on the wall, several Royal Guards stood with a number of reporters craning their necks to see beyond the perimeter that the Guards had set up.
Leo expected Jim to instantly hurry into the house with a manic grin. Instead, with an air of nonchalance, Jim walked up and down the street, stared at the muddy
Caeruleis Tribulation, Chapter 4Whatever Jim was planning to do, he wasn’t planning to do it anytime soon.
“Anyone fancies a drink tonight?” he repeated his question, looking at Leo and Stradlessen expectantly. But it seems that only Stradlessen understood what Jim was implying, as he frowned and asked, “Tonight?”
“Yes, tonight. We don’t have the whole day to determine our elusive killer.” Jim checked his pocket watch lazily. “Meet us around nine. Hopefully, I will have the general idea of the suspect by then.” He added, nodding to the Mightyena.
Stradlessen threw up his arms and looked to the sky as if saying, why me? He gave Jim an intense glare before huffing in displeasure. “I’ll see what I can do with my division. Good day then.”
“Come on then, Leo.” The Zigzagoon gave a curt nod to the Mightyena before he dragged the confused Vaporeon away.
“I don’t understand.” Leo finally said, detaching Jim’s gri
Caeruleis Tribulation, Chapter 3It was two o’clock when Leo and Jim left the condominium suite with Stradlessen in tow. The area around the building had been cleared out of curious citizens and such. The Mightyena exchanged a few words with his subordinates, who looked rather startled and quickly proceeded into the victim’s unit.
“You’d better have a good reason for making those… toys as evidence, Holford.” The Mightyena’s tone did not sounded pleased.
“Believe me. They are important.” Jim replied, taking out a small notebook and flipped through the pages, a thoughtful look on his face. “Hmm…we better be quick.”
Leo asked, “Why?”
Not taking his eyes off his notebook, Jim said, “I have an appointment at three, and the morgue will take their lunch break anytime soon.” He pocketed the book and broke into a sprint, prompting The Vaporeon and Mightyena to do the same.
“At least he’s not as unbea
Scorch Recon Interview Meme Ardor Ra'Ael. Quilava Derek. Chimchar
Describe yourself in one sentence.
Hmm...I'm very resilient and headstrong, particularly if I have a specific goal in my mind.
I'm no pushover.
What do you think is your best quality?
Well... my fast reflexes and agility, I think.
I think it would be my combat skills
If you were able to change any of your traits, what would it be?
My social skills definitely. Divines... I really need to work on that...
...I guess... I tend to get lost in my thoughts too much. I really need to work on my focus and concentration.
Spot on then. Mr. Broody here likes stare off randomly, creeping the hell out of everyone, especially girls.
Says the one who can't even strike a conversation with a girl.
[Bullet; Red] Oi!
Now describe your teammate(s) in one sentence each.
[Bullet; Red] I don't know... I h
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