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Post by Deleted on Oct 24, 2012 6:37:58 GMT -5
“MADAM! I DID NOT SHAVE YOUR PIG!” Screamed Sigismund as he awoke from his drug induced slumber. Sigismund sighed lightly before sighing a sigh of relief realizing he was just dreaming, but the one thing that caught his attention was his current location. He was in the infirmary aboard the ship, though it wasn’t that much of a surprise to him, he had been wounded in the previous mission. Either way right now he was more focused on figuring out if he had everything he wanted, so he did a quick check up on his arm and left leg to find they were just stitched up and wrapped up, although his left arm was in a sling which did force a frown across his face. “Man… ANOTHER purple heart to add to the collection…” Sigismund sighed lightly in disappointment. Shortly after taking a moment to collect himself and reflect on his future purple heart he pulled off his covers and quickly threw his feet over the side of the bed. No sooner had he done so a young nurse, a pretty one at that, came running his way. “Sigismund! Don’t you dare even try it!” The nurse warned in a demanding tone. Sigismund just turned his head frowning slightly, “Don’t worry, don’t worry~ I’ll take the crouches or.. wheel chair rather so I don’t re open my wounds.” Sigismund replied as he pointed towards the wheel chair at the side of his bed. The nurse just frowned before sighing lightly, “Fine… just PLEASE don’t exert yourself. We had enough of a time dealing with all the other wounded men and women from the previous assault.” Sigismund just nodded understanding her feelings as he climbed up onto his wheel chair. Thankfully it was one of those types he could move around with a joystick which he enjoyed using. So once the nurse was out of his way, he drove forward at a slow pace at first to avoid getting chewed out by the nurse, before speeding down the corridors.
As he drove around he passed a number of his navy buddies, each taking a moment to greet him, which he would return in his usual friendly and sarcastic way, before continuing on his way to explore the rest of the ship, before he went off to show off his ‘hot ride’ to Steph and Vinny. Although… he was nervous about showing Steph due to how she’d most likely react and chew him out for getting himself hurt, she was like his little slash older sister who either cared very little or a hell of a lot for the man; depending on what he did. Though soon the thought past as he drove down the halls screaming, “Crippled Lunatic coming through!” Giving everyone time to avoid Sigismund’s ‘mad’ driving, and crack a joke with him. He was good at boosting moral even if it was at his expense have the time.
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Post by Elizabeth 'Firefly' Kirkwood on Oct 24, 2012 6:46:57 GMT -5
It was late, Liz wanted to just settle down. She already had to drag Amberson by the ear to her CO, she was tired she had finally gotten some food into her system when she was walking past the infirmary. Sadly, it was on her way from point A to point B. She almost got run over as one of the drop corp soldiers came flying out. Why did she had to have drop corp members on the ship? Half of them had no respect for much of anything.
The woman got out of the way as the man yelled. Shaking her head she stopped him for a moment. "Watch it Sergeant"
[/b] she warned him. Great another one of Hobbar's people. Liz was going to have to have a talk with the CO about his people, did they lack discipline. There was a soft eyeroll as she leaned against the wall mostly waiting on an answer. Lizzie wasn't being rude or mean like many officers could get around here but she did expect him to at least apologize for such.. animalistic (for lack of a better word) behavior. This was a drop ship, not a playground and certainly not a circus or zoo. The Ravenette native shifted her gaze towards the man, she wasn't leaving until she got a response out of him. [/blockquote][/blockquote][/justify] |
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Post by Deleted on Oct 24, 2012 7:11:31 GMT -5
As he continued to drive recklessly shouting how he was a mad man coming through he noticed a rather beautiful officer come into sight. At the moment though he was thinking she was just another officer going about their own ways trying to more or less get an idea of what was going to happen with the next assault. Just as he grew closer he was ordered to halt, which he did just that, drifting gently to the side before bring his hand up into a salute. "Afternoon Lieutenant Colonel, Ma'am. How are you this fine and... well room temperature day?~" Sigismund greeted the ship Captain with a warm smile before returning his hand to hold the one in the sling. "Also... sorry for nearly running over you.. though... I did warn I was a mad man driving recklessly." Sigismund apologized before pausing for a moment, "Did help bring a few laughs to the crew and ranks though, always a good thing I'd say, would you Kirk- I mean sir?" Sigismund pointed out this time grinning playfully as he watched her. Although as he watched her he couldn't help but notice himself check her out, though he tried hard not to... "Why... why is it we have a beauty for a Captain?" Sigismund thought as he traced his eyes back to her's.
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Post by Elizabeth 'Firefly' Kirkwood on Oct 24, 2012 9:36:50 GMT -5
Liz rubbed her eyes, she was tired. Shaking her head she looked towards him. "It is 2200 Sergeant, the day is hardly here anymore"
[/b] she chided. He seemed like he had gone somewhat nuts but then again most of the soldiers did. The woman waited a moment before she spoke again. She was not one to say much. Though she was one who didn't stop moving. That was evident as she switched positions off the wall and stood but her hands were swinging. "You are going to give the psychological department more to do if you aren't careful"[/b] it was a light warning. Though he could have been emotionally scarred from the crash, that wasn't her area of expertise. She still had to talk to the commission dealing with the downed VTOL ship. Military panels were a pain in her rear end and that was the thing she was trying to avoid. Bad enough she had been up against one on her own a few years back. So this was the last thinking she needed to deal with, this guy was.. look she was tired and just wanted to go back to her cabin. [/blockquote][/blockquote][/justify] |
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Post by Deleted on Oct 25, 2012 14:24:13 GMT -5
Sigismund enjoyed bugging others, more so officers, even though he knew it'd bit him in the ass sooner or later, but right now that wasn't his main focus. He was more or less just trying to get an idea of who this woman was, and what she was like, so far she hadn't really warranted any special attention from Sigismund other than her looks, but Sigismund was more of a personality type of lover, and the Colonel didn't have it... at all. Though his smile remained across his lips, even as the Colonel proved him wrong telling him the real time, which just got Sigismund to chuckle softly, "Sorry, sorry! I've been asleep for like a day and a half and I JUST woke up haha!" Sigismund explained as he watched the colonel start to go about her own way.
The moment she gave him the warning about the psychological team having a lot more to do his smile faded. "Huh, well guess your right about that.. though I'm sure they'll pass me through. I'm a Drop trooper. My job is the hardest and most life threatening out of all the jobs in the UCR military..." Sigismund told her before pausing for a moment to roll himself over to the window to look down at the world. "Sorry ma'am.. I'm just tired.. Drugs must still be affecting me. I'll go report my actions to Lieutenant Hobbar." Sigismund's apologized... though it was cold, yet he meant it. Right now he didn't feel like explaining himself or his friend's actions on why they acted the way they did, and why they often disobeyed orders. Although he'd have a talk with Hobbar before the day was through about his action in just about chewing out a superior officer. So without another word Sigismund steered around his wheel chair and continued down the corridor. "You don't know anything~" Was the only sentence to soon follow out his mouth.
(Still in it, he's just not a happy camper anymore lol)
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Post by Stephanie Amberson on Oct 25, 2012 14:43:57 GMT -5
Lizzie followed him as he left. The woman hated upsetting others. She moved in his path. "I never claimed to know." Her voice was kept soft. The officer shook her head, she didnt think she was better than any other person on board. She sighed softly. "It has been hard on all of us sergeant." Her voice had not once raised. That was not her personality.
Liz felt bad, she could understand. She was a pilot and having been a fury pilot she had experience under her belt. Her hand stretched to reassure him resting on the base of his shoulder. "Take a stroll with me?" If the hosital was going to bitch she would sign him out temporarily.
Her next words were still soft. "I apologize, I was making a badly played joke to lighten the mood." Liz always seemed to mess things up when she meant well. This appeared to be no exception.
(replies from amberson account until I get compy back)
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Post by Deleted on Oct 25, 2012 15:08:00 GMT -5
Sigismund was stopped dead in his tracks as the colonel came rushing to stop him. Sigismund halted his wheel chair sighing lightly when she told him she never admitted to knowing. He didn't know what to say, only thing he was thinking about right now was how she had heard him, though for the most part he didn't say anything, he just looked up at her with a straight face as she then went on to tell him the war with the ARM has been hard on everyone. Sighing lightly as he turned to face the ground he couldn't help but agree, everyone was going through turmoil due to the rebellion that had already claimed a number of lives, and had seen to many new Drop Trooper names being added to the Honored Brother's Hall of Hero's back on Sanctuary; a that made any Trooper upset.
When Elizabeth ordered/asked Sigismund to take a walk with him, Sigismund just chuckled softly, "I'd love to, but I'm currently stuck to the wheel chair till the leg heals up heh." Sigismund Joked, before she apologized telling him she didn't mean to sound the way she did. Sigismund mearly smiled shaking his head, "No... I guess I should be the one sorry. Just... I lost a lot of Troopers, and.. well there was nothing I could have done to prevent they're deaths either.." Sigismund replied, his smile slightly turning to a frown as the memory of each of them came into his mind. "Sorry! A bit to depressing haha." Sigismund said trying to relieve some of the depressing atmosphere that he had created.
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Post by Stephanie Amberson on Oct 26, 2012 4:17:17 GMT -5
She had not used the word walk for a reason. "Did the word walk leave my lips sergeant?" There was a small hint of sarcasm, but when was the woman not playfully sarcastic some/most of the time. That was simply a typical Liz response. Granted she was not the one temporarily in a wheel chair. No her torment was emotional.
Turning she faced him. "Sergeant, I lose pilots everyday. Nothing eases that pain." Her voice was soft but not accusatory, she meant well and was just trying to get him to understand that he wasn't alone. Liz sighed as she moved behind his wheelchair. Really she didn't know what else to say
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