Guardians -Welcome to the Wild Wild West

[Gideon]

Linda:
There is a guy with metal arms here to get me? Is he asian?

Lindsey's 'voice' is quickly becoming frantic matching the feeling of panic that you are beginning to feel.

Brandon:

You are beginning to master the simple meditative forms you were taught but find your reverie once more disturbed. This time the disturbance is the distinctive feel of panic rushing through you bringing with it adreneline and your fire.

Lindsey is in trouble!

You just know it.

Brian:

Lt. Col. Savage stands up from his desk and starts to head around.

"Grab your stuff, I'll show you to your room. They sell smokes over at the Wildcats building if you have your ID with you. Smoking is bad for you, ya know."

As Savage shows you outside you see a large man with a deep scar running down his face quickly walking towards you with a large japanese katana. He doesn't look happy and you feel yourself leaning away from him reflexively.

Chris:
As you poke your head outside Carbon is laying in a pile with Bajax (Mason) pulling himself out of the tangle of limbs none too gently. You see tears trickling down Carbon's face.

(Mason is a team member. You got mixed up in the names. I assumed you didn't ask the question to either Mason or Carbon.)

 

[Calinon]

"No, he's unconscious and locked in a force field," Linda says wryly.

 

[Keia]

Phoenix [Brandon Laine] HP: 4/4, 0S / 0L Armor +8

. . . This time the disturbance is the distinctive feel of panic rushing through you bringing with it adreneline and your fire.

'I thought something might happen, that dctor didn't seem right,' Brandon thought. Leaping into the air and wreathing himself in flames, Brandon flew toward the laboratory door.

 

[Mimic]

"Yea I know smoking is bad but then again so is getting shot at but somehow I get the feeling that that is going to happen alot around here." He says with a smile as he gets up, grabs his stuff and follows along behind.

Brian will take a reflextive step back as the man approaches. "Whoa...," he thinks to himself, "stay away from the scary man with the big sword." Of course this had to be someone in charge, probably Cadwell if his luck was normal

 

[Gideon]

Med Bay:

The door comes bursting open and a wave of intense heat blisters over the room singing hair and filling the room with the scent of burning.

A crashing sound rings out from the doctors station as a

"What the [censered]?!" sounds from Karma's bed.

As soon as the excitement and suspense fills the air a cool refreshing breath of calming emotions flows through the room.

It is okay, Brandon. We are fine.

Brandon:
As you float in the middle of the room cloaked in fire you can't help but fell all warm and fuzzy feeling as Lindsey speaks into your mind. You get the distinct feeling she likes you and more than a friendly way.

Linda and Lucy:
You both feel like you walked into a moment you weren't supposed to see as a warm happy gooey feeling washes across your minds. It is a feeling that was meant for Brandon.

Brian:
As you turn the corner towards the dorms after leaving the large scary sword guy behind you see a handsme asain kid standing up glaring at a small manchild with red rimmed eyes.

Brian, Chris, and Kevin:
Mason stands up glaring at Kevin then stalks away down the hall. As he passes Brian he leans over and says in a voice loud enough to be heard by everyone in the room.

"Watch out for that little blubber ball. His [censored] will leak on you."

Chris walks over and leans down and begins to help Kevin up. "Hey, Don't worry about him, probably mad that we servend burgers instead of rice."

After Kevin has been helped to his feet Chris holds out his hand to shake Brians. "Your new, right?"

 

[Mimic]

Not sure what is going on he will shake the extended hand.

"Uh, yea, I guess I'm the new guy on the block. Is the welcoming committee always this fun and exciting?"

 

[Calinon]

"Sweet Mary mother of...." Longhorn grumbles, hopping up from her bed and ... remembering she has an IV in her arm. Grabbing the IV bag from the hook, she walks out into the main area still wearing just her jeans and bra. "Ok sunshine; douse yourself before you burn down the hospital and everyone in it. I don't wannanother shower from the fire hose and I'm running out of clothes. An' I really want to stay on the doc's good side by not burning down the medical facility!" she says, voice rising with more than a little tension.

She raises her free arm to shield her face and eyes from the heat. "I dun been stabbed, slashed, blowed up several times and I really prefer not to get a sunburn to top my day off, so chill out, sport and get your butt back outside."

 

[Keia]

Phoenix [Brandon Laine] HP: 4/4, 0S / 0L Armor +8

Med Bay:

"What the [censered]?!" sounds from Karma's bed.

"Sweet Mary mother of . . . Ok sunshine; douse yourself before you burn down the hospital and everyone in it. I don't wannanother shower from the fire hose and I'm running out of clothes. An' I really want to stay on the doc's good side by not burning down the medical facility!"

It is okay, Brandon. We are fine.

Hovering in mid-air, Brandon looked around in confusion, wreathed in flames. The voices all sounded simultaneously in his head, he paused for a second, then nodded his head to Linda.

“Understood, ma’am,” Brandon replied, haltingly. He didn’t explain the sense of urgency he had just moments before that there was danger. Instead, he turned and headed back out of the room, still in flight . . . and flaming off to land and walk down the corridor toward his quarters.

OOC: If possible, Brandon will spend an HP to draw any open flames (from fires he caused) to him and extinguish them himself when he went out.

 

[Gideon]

Brian:
"No idea." Chris says giving a little shrug of his sholders. "Hey, Where you going?" Chris shouts after Kevin's retreating form.

"Well, see you later Brian." and with that Chris is off down the hall.

Everybody:
You all eventually find your way to your rooms and beds. Where the cold cheerless cots of the military snuglle with you as you drift off to sleep.

The next thing you remember is the blaring sound of a trumpet and the barest hint of the sun coming through your windows.

It is too damn early.


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[Gideon]

You all shuffle into the conference room to find both Lt. Col. Savage and the imposing form of Caldwell dressed and prepared. You think you see a slight smile spread across Caldwell's lips.

As soon as you are all seated, Savage presses a button and a list appears in front of you.

Schedule:
PE - 600 800
Breakfast 800 - 900
Combat Training 900 - 1200
Lunch 1200 - 1300
Skill Instruction 1300 - 1500
Team Combat 1500 - 1800
Dinner 1800 - 1900
Media 1900-2100
Free Time 2100-2200
Lights Out 2200


"We could use a secondary pilot but all other required skills have been covered. You will each be able to design your own uniforms but they must feature the shield crest of the Guardians and pass the Media relations comitee.

We have a huge number of experts on various skills that we can help teach you or refine. f you are expecting us to teach you how to dance you better figure out that this is to teach you how to live through combat.

Is there any very important questions that need to be answered before you go for a nice jog?"