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[b]Lucien walks through the underbrush of the forest. His PDW strapped to his belt and his padded armor covering his body. He sighs and sits down under a lush tree. He feels strangely calm out here. Better than he did on the Avalon. Though, he still hasn't met a lot of people from the fire team. He mulls over his medical cross and wraps it around his upper arm. He returns to the stillness waiting for a command to return.[/b]
[spoiler]Open[/spoiler]
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"My employer has an interest in the planet. So I'm playing recon boy."
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[i]"Hmmm. Well... I wish you luck on this endeavor."[/i]
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[i] He chuckles.[/i] "Actually, you may be able to help me."
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[i]"Uhm... Alright... I suppose I can. May I know what I would have to do?"[/i]
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"Just some Intel. Who runs Fireteam November?"
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[b]Lucien shrugs.[/b] [i]"I'm new to the team. I don't know a whole lot."[/i]
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[i] Ronin sighs and runs his hand over his face, Or mask rather.[/i] "Goddammit." [i] He turns his back to Lucian and starts to walk away.[/i]
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[b]Lucien tilts his head and sits back down. Silence envelopes him. He lifts his hand up and looks at it. Sure enough, it's shaking. But isn't from fear. He jams another syringe into his leg and watches Ronin walk.[/b]
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[i]Suddenly, as Ronin walks into the brush, he vanishes.[/i]
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[spoiler]End. Damn he is a badass.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Aww, thanks. That means a lot haha.[/spoiler]
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[b]He sees another man sitting in a tree, asleep.[/b]
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[b]He decides it best not to wake him. He gets up quietly and moves toward him to get a better look.[/b]
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[b]He has a full black suit of combat armor on, some parts painted red. Or is that blood? His helmet lays beside him on the branch, strapped down by some vines. The man's black hair is wet, and a leaf is slowly dropping drops of water onto his hair. One drop finally lands on his nose, and he wakes up. He looks, but doesn't seem to notice Lucien.[/b]
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[b]Lucien can't pinpoint his tag as friendly or foe. He moves into the darkness of the underbrush and waits. He doesn't want to find out if he is foe the hard way.[/b]
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[b]The man yawns as hell puts his helmet back on. He begins to climb back down the tree. Lucien sees two big letters on his back F and N.[/b]
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[b]Lucien lets out a sigh of relief but sticks to his hiding spot. He isn't sure he's ready to confront members of the team, on any terms.[/b]
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[b]As he climbs down, a small box falls off his belt. It has across on it, and some words. This man is obviously a Medic. He looks down at the box, and finally sees Lucien.[/b] "You FN?"
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[b]Lucien gives a curt nod. Another medic. Dammit. This is probably his superior. Great way to make a first impression, hiding away.[/b] [i]"Yes sir..."[/i] [b]Lucien shows his badge titled FN with a red medical cross underneath it.[/b]
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"You seem tense... Do you think I'm a higher up? I may be good, but I haven't been promoted. Yet. Also, where the hell'd you get a badge? I'll they gave me was a box... Crap. It was probably in there... Anyways, what's your name?"
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[i]"I got the badge from..."[/i] [b]Something crosses Lucien's mind but he shakes it away.[/b] [i]"Well... It doesn't matter. Who are you?"[/i]
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"Anthony Lare, codename Sanator. It means healer in Latin."
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[i]"Nice to meet you. Names Lucien Bismarck. Codename: Pharaoh. It's nice to see another medic."[/i]
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"There's two other Medics, but they're about as useful as a rat."
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[i]"Well I'm useless in a firefight. However, I do take some pride in my ability to keep other's limbs intact and attached."[/i]
