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Post by Pesmerga on Jun 9, 2006 3:04:14 GMT -5
Pesmerga noticed how lost in thought she was, which was exactly what he was trying to do. He was about to speak again when there was a tapping, a gentle rapping, at the window sill. He got up and walked across the room to it and opened the window. In flew a Grey hawk and set itself in the opening. He let a a few high pitched shrills before Pesmerga pet it on the head and it flew off. His face was a little more somber as he sat down to face Yukiko.
"Well it seems that there is a joint assault on a suspected Beast base in the jungles of the Congo. You'll have to excuse me but I need to prepare and meet with some people down on Earth."
He got up and opened the door for her,
"It really has been nice talking with you and I hope to see you on the battlefield."
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Neiro Yukiko
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Post by Neiro Yukiko on Jun 9, 2006 22:51:34 GMT -5
Yukiko watched as her attention was turned towards the gentle noise produced from outside the window. Staring at the creature intently after Pesmerga opened the window, she watched the creature's movements carefully. When Pesmerga returned and said what he needed to, she said nothing and just gave a nod.
Pushign herself up from the couch, she stood up as she started towards the room door which Pesmerga held open for her. She gave him a brief glance before exiting. Turning around, she gave a slight bow politely before returning to her room, taking her key out.
Inserting it into the keyhole, she unlocked her room door, pushed it open and entered it, closing the door behind her after doing so. She had to admit, it was indeed an interesting conversation, one she did not quite expect.
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Post by Pesmerga on Jun 9, 2006 22:56:38 GMT -5
As she bowed to him he returned the gesture and was going to close the door when her remembered to change the sign. It now read.
"Pesmerga is out killing beasts, please leave a message."
He closed his door and prepared what he needed for his trip. When he was ready he climbed out the window, turned into a bird and flew away. The entirety of the trip he thought of the conversation, he hadn't had a good one in a while and it felt good. Now it was time for the task at hand, he could talk later.
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