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• Inside -- Courtney, 07:18:18 05/05/06 Fri

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• He was running it casually, not pushing himself to much because he didn't know what he would be doing later that evening so it took him about a minute to make it to where she was. He scaled the wall easily, not looking at all suprised to see someone sitting there. "If I had been aware I was gonna be havin' an audiance, I woulda taken off more clothes." He stated, shifting to sit down where she was, not even winded in the least after running through the course. "So, stoked about this mission?" He questioned, raising a brow. "Courtney, right?" He thought that was the girl name but he had met a lot of people over the past few days and tended to not really pay attention to names as much as legs. (NT) -- Braden, 07:27:44 05/05/06 Fri

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• (She smiled as he dropped down beside her, happily looking over his fine physique.. the man was a moving god and she was not about to argue with that or feel ashamed for looking at him as such. She smirked at his comment and ran a hand through her hair to push it back over her shoulder.) If I had known that I would have called ahead... (She returned, raising one thin brow as she regarded him through warm grey eyes. She smiled as she brought one leg up and tucked it under her lithe frame.) Yeah.. I've been waiting to get back out in the field for a while now. (She nodded at his questioning her name, a sly smile spreading over her features.) They call me Vixen. (NT) -- Courtney, 07:56:11 05/05/06 Fri

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• He nodded a little at that. "Yeah, I have only been out of Iraq a little over a month and already feelin' pretty antsy." He shrugged a little, looking out over the training course before she stated what the agency called her. His eyes moved back to her, a small smirk playing over his lips as lifted his hand to tug his bandana off his head. "Well now, I can see how you might get that particular moniker." He winked a little, his eyes dropping down to the course again. "Hunter. Thats what got labeled onto me after my first year in the corps." He ran his tongue over his lips as his hand moved to scratch absently at his hips, his head cocked to the side. "So where'd you come from?" (NT) -- Braden, 08:00:18 05/05/06 Fri

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• (She nodded in the same manner that he had, crossing her arms under her chest.. it was a little cold in the training area.. especially since she hadnt been working out.) Antsy is a good look on you, marine. (She said with a come hither expression.. it was hard not to when the man was just exuding sex appeal and it had honestly been a long time since she had been with a man. She had the grace to blush a little at his praise, her head tipping a little so that her hair shifted over her shoulder again.) Oh you can, can you? (She teased, then followed his gaze to the course.) Surprisingly, I am from a small town in Iowa.. farm bred and raised.. went into the Navy to get out in the world.. (NT) -- Courtney, 08:09:55 05/05/06 Fri

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• "Nothing wrong with corn fields..." He teased lightly before he smirked, shaking his head. "You wanted to see the world and you joined the navy? You do know how the military works don't you?" He leaned back with his arms behind him, resting on his palms as he looked over the head quarters. "First the army comes and bombs a hill...then the marines come in and kill anything that moves...then you got the army who runs in afterwards and sticks a flag in the ground just so they can feel like they did something and the Navy...they are back in D.C. acting like they are controlling everything when really...well, they aren't doing a damn thing." He winked lightly, teasing. He had a healthy respect for all the branches but being a marine, it was bred into him to be a bit cocky about his choice particular branch of the military. (NT) -- Braden, 08:29:22 05/05/06 Fri

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• (She rolled her eyes at his teasing, though there was a smile on her pretty face.) I didn't say see the world, I said get out in the world.. (She leaned forward, her voice turning a bit sultry as she ran a single manicured finger down his bare chest.) See.. there are the one's that need to shoot their guns off.. (She let her hand drift teasingly close to his lap, before running it over the rock hard length of his thigh instead.) ....and there are the one's that require a bit more action than simply firing a few rounds. (She smirked, in the process of speaking she had leaned forward and was inches from him, every inch the flirtacious vixen she had been named for.) Besides, I don't sit at home, soldier.. I'm a pilot. (NT) -- Courtney, 08:47:17 05/05/06 Fri

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• His eyes watched her hand slowly before they came back up to her, smirking a touch as he met her gaze. "Pilot huh? Fancy." He could fly a plane, he could do a lot of things but her being a trained pilot she could probably own him in that field. "So what do you think about these people we are working with?" He questioned thoughtfully, thinking about the people they had been assigned to and under. He hadn't really made any huge judgements on what he thought but there was some primary thoughts going on. "I am not sure what I think about this Jester guy. Not reallin' feelin' him so much. Thought he was going to kill me for lookin' twice at the dark haired one..." (NT) -- Braden, 09:37:37 05/05/06 Fri

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• Inside -- Courtney, 09:51:00 05/05/06 Fri
  • "I think it's mighty strange all the datin' goin' on anyways. Havin' some fun with a partner is one thing, fallin' for them is somethin' else. Makes it hard to work without worryin' yourself crazy 'bout someone." He shrugged a little before he looked back over at him. "I wish we could already get this started...debriefed with the team and all that and be on our way." He sighed, running his hand over his head. "I wouldn't even be here if my squad hadn't been dismembered in March. Crazy stuff going on over there you know and just one day..." He shrugged, shaking his head as he trailed off, realizing he was about to reveal way more then he wanted too to anyone. He hadn't hardly mentioned Iraq, where the hell did talkin' to her about it come from? (NT) -- Braden, 10:08:49 05/05/06 Fri

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• (She laughed at his words, nodding, even though what had started as 'having some fun' with her partner had turned into a disaster when it had come time for her to leave.. ) I know.. used to be easier, didn't it? Have a little fun, reduce some stress.. I just don't understand this place, seems like there's a cupid running around here or something in the water. (She shook her head, everyone in the building was either dating someone else in the building or married. She tipped her head back as he started talking about his squad, listening as she lounged there, but her head came up as he trailed off and she realized that he had caught himself indulging, a slow smile spreading over her face.) It is pretty rediculous over there.. I was in the air that first day, I'll never forget that mission. (NT) -- Courtney, 10:18:59 05/05/06 Fri

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• "Yeah...I'll never forget mine either." His voice turned a little distant at that but he shook it off and smirked a touch in his usual cocky form. "Yeah well, I'll be sure not to drink the water." He grinned a little before he shifted to stand up on top off the flat surface, stretching his arms up over his head. "We should probably be heading back to check and see if there is anything updated. I really wanna be gettin' this started soon..." He smirked, looking down at her. "Wanna hear somethin'?" He paused dramatically. "I hate flyin', just wanna get it over with." His hand went over his abs, rolling his eyes. "Makes my tummy topsy-turvy." (NT) -- Braden, 11:02:53 05/05/06 Fri

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• Inside -- Courtney, 11:14:08 05/05/06 Fri
  • His southern manners had him reaching down to assist her up but he dropped his hands right afterwards, now wasn't the time to be gettin' all worked up cuz of the touch of a girl on him - no matter how damn cute she was. "I am not afraid of heights, I don't like turblance." He clarified before he smirked and tipped his head, though his words were honest and serious when she spoke about his weakness. "It's my only weakness." He smirked a little, his eyes cocky and he had every right to be really in his opinion. "Ever hear the saying... 'we aren't bragging, we really are that good' in reference to grunts?" He questioned, referring to the basic level corpsman. "I am not good. I'm the best." He winked lightly before he shifted to shimmy down the rope easily, landing silently on the ground. He was trained for missions where he had to be sneaky, he could get into places without making a sound. (NT) -- Braden, 11:21:27 05/05/06 Fri

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• (She smiled as he helped her up and tried to fight off the flutter of wings in her stomach that accompanied his hand in hers.. there was no need for any of that, he was a man and she was a woman.. they could leave it at that, no other emotions were necessary between them.) You have to have a steel stomach to fly for a living, trust me. (She teased, a soft smirk crossing her features at his quip about his weaknesses, thoroughly enjoying the cocky light in his eyes.. it made her want to lean on him, she loved strong willed men, which was probably why she had been so stricken when Kyrian Sutherland had let her leave without a single word. As she watched him climb down, she smirked.) I've heard a lot of sayings about grunts, Hunter, but in my experience.. it's best to look unimportant. (She said before turning her back to him and executing a perfect backflip, landing on her feet behind him. When he turned, she smiled.) You draw less fire that way. (NT) -- Courtney, 11:38:33 05/05/06 Fri

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• "I like the fire." He stated with a smirk before he headed over to the bench to grab his shirt, tugging it back on and then tying his bandana back around his head. A yawn escaped his lips as he ran his hand down his face. If they didn't get this thing started soon he was going to have to crash for a little bit. Absently, he cracked his neck as he walked, going to Remy's office and knocking before opening the door, holding it open for Courtney before stepping in behind her. "So what's going on, boss?" He questioned, his brow raised and his hands shoved in his pockets. (NT) -- Braden, 11:47:26 05/05/06 Fri

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• Inside -- Courtney/Remy, 12:02:26 05/05/06 Fri