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Subject: Waiting in space. Author: Wuth [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 15:23:01 02/21/02 Thu Wuth sat at the cockpit of his ship getting more and more impatiant waiting for Michiko. Wuth sighed to himself and got up. He slowly walked to his room inside the ship. Inside the small square room was a bed, a dresser, a small plant in the corner, and a small closet. He walked up to the closet and opened it revealing a large sword blade(Not on a hilt) with a hole in the bottom and multiple guns including his chaingun. He pulled his light, quick, incredibly sharp longsword and slid its blade into the small hole on the huge, heavy blade. He had little trouble handling the new blade but it would slow him down reasonably. He looked at his chain gun but decided against it, he was already slow enough. Wuth pulled out his home made pistol instead that resembled a dessert eagle, and a grenade with writing on it, "Holy Handgrenade #4", he knew this would be helpful. He slid these into his pockets and ingnored his other weapons. He closed the door and put his sword onto his back. He walked into his living room and pulled a laptop out of from under his couch and started a search on Dante Black and Micheal Conner. He slowly studied their techniques, backrounds, and weapons. He also made a visit to the Big Shot website and posted a notice for help with the mission. Suddenly his phone started to ring...... [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]