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Subject: Taking control... Author: President Tseng (GM)/Tsurshi [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 10:13:43 03/25/01 Sun In reply to: Simon 's message, "Re: Ready?" on 19:50:44 03/24/01 Sat (OOC: Since Tsurshi seems to be MIA at the moment, and I was counting on using his ship to get everyone back to HQ...I'm going to "borrow" him for the next couple of posts. Hope ya don't mind, old boy...) As everyone boarded, the ship lifted off, reaching the coodtinates in what only seemed ike seconds. "'Third star to the right of the sun at high noon?'", Tsurshi repeated. "We can do that..." And with a bright flash of light, the craft hit lightspeed--for a fraction of a second. This burst of energyu was sufficent to trigger the Gate--and after the flash faded, the fond themselves flying over a much more familiar landscape. Seconds later, the heard a familiar voice over the communicator. "'Bout time..." Ness shook his head as the craft came within visual range. "It's people like oyu who give us Operators ulcers...alright, come to bearing one-five-zero, reduce altitude to twenty-two thousand..." ANd with another bright flash, the Hangar Bay's Gate Projector locked ono them, deposting the ship in an empty berth. Almost immediately a swarm of mechanics and medtechs swarmed it, as did an Operator with new orders. Anyone who as seriuosy injured was to report to the Infirmary; all others were to meet Tseng in the War Rom for debreifing. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject Author Date Re: Taking control... BroGrim 14:05:27 03/25/01 Sun Re: Taking control... -- Natsume, 17:36:40 03/25/01 Sun War Room -- Dregnok, 12:53:55 03/26/01 Mon Re: War Room -- President Tseng (GM)/Shade, 16:25:58 03/26/01 Mon Re: War Room -- Kyle and Basiliskmon, 18:30:31 03/26/01 Mon The new guy... -- Dracon, 12:28:06 03/27/01 Tue Hhmmmm... -- Dregnok, 12:35:09 03/27/01 Tue War games!! -- Lina Himari, 13:05:29 03/27/01 Tue Prince Dregnok -- Dracon, 14:32:33 03/27/01 Tue Re: Prince Dregnok -- Raven, 21:07:36 03/27/01 Tue Bro'Grim -- The Cyborg named Sasha, 02:06:40 03/28/01 Wed OOC: Moving to HQ Board -- President Tseng (OOC), 07:39:12 03/28/01 Wed