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FIFTY-FIVE : but you won't get far
[Hey Mayfield!
Do you like tanks?
Olivier likes tanks.
In fact, hers may have just run over your mailbox. Or maybe your shrubbery. Perhaps a car!
Hope you had insurance~]
[ooc; Open action. Also feel free to call her angrily if you figure out who it is. She has to see out somehow, after all. But she IS driving, so good luck with that. |D Tank ( Read more... ) -
FIFTY-FOUR : the truth that closes in like darkness (part one)
[A: Phone, roughly 4 AM]
Prussia, get over here. Bring me some of your clothes. Eirin... you as well.
[B: Action; roughly 6 AM]
[Olivier is sitting on the couch, staring intently at a crumpled piece of paper and a photograph she holds with unusual gentleness. It's false, a ruse, a ploy, she knows it... But there's nothing she can take lightly ( Read more... ) -
FIFTY-THREE : time
[Action: Makeout Point, sunrise and morning]
[Don't ask her how she's turned common household goods into a sparring dummy, but she has, and she's driven it up to the point to take a few swings at it. Variously, she can be seen essentially kickboxing with it, and practicing sword hits in an elegant style with the broad side of her sword. The ( Read more... ) -
FIFTY-TWO : but you're moreso...
[ACTION; in and around household]
[Olivier seems a little disgusted! It appears the children are now both drones, and she's having trouble keeping them out of the war room. Tsk. There will be bodies if this keeps up, and you can see it in her eyes as she partakes of morning coffee on the porch like an old lady.]
[OPEN phone call]Commissar Cain, I ( Read more... ) -
FIFTY-ONE : Surely okay...
[She sees the sign.
She sees the road.
She hesitates just at the edge of town, but not for the reasons some people might think.
It's a trick. Somehow it has to be a trick. She went home before and she certainly never walked or drove 200-some-odd miles.] -
FIFTY : You take my life...
[After careful consideration and resting on it for a day or two, Olivier decides on a course of action. She is hell-bent on investigating that dairy.]
[Phone, unfiltered : SUNDAY]Lieutenants and squad leaders, report in person. Do it before 8AM, or you're on my shit list ( Read more... ) -
FORTY-NINE : don't turn your back
[Action: household]
[Olivier awakens with a start, discontent from a nightmare. She runs a hand through her hair, turning to her "husband" to wake him.
Later, she'll be in the war room, having dragged the phone in there; the door is cracked slightly.]
[Open call; drone filter]My name is Major General Olivier Mira Armstrong. As of next week, I ( Read more... )