Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)
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				Title: <strong>Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 00:26:12</strong>
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				(To anybody interested in joining in, voice your interest in this thread and I'll find a place to squeeze you in. Considering the nature of the RP, it won't be particularly hard: http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=106030.0 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=106030.0))<br><br>It was a peaceful time in world at large, then again, it had been peaceful for the last one hundred and fifty years. It wasn't that any of the major countries of the earth didn't want to get involved in the world affairs, it was just that there wasn't anything worth fighting over anymore. World peace was declared for the first time in human history over a century ago, and humanity prospered because of it. However, just because there was peace, that didn't mean that there wasn't massive violence. It was just controlled, supervised, and put on public television for entertainment in the form of squad based Mech suit battles (Dubbed Mechanized Mobile Weapons. Often referred to as MWs or Mechs). Mech suits were a revolutionary new technology introduced right at the end of the last war humanity would ever wage, and it looked like it would be technology wasted were it not for the MBF reviving it decades later.<br><br>The MBF (Mech Battling Federation) was a federation that filmed both teams of mech pilots and lone wolves battling in controlled environments, and sold it as pay-per-view entertainment to the massive. After all, there was no easier way to entertain a people that had never known anything but peace then to show them war.<br><br>Since the appearance of the MBF, mech battling took over as the world's primary sport, conquering the competition in record time. It got so popular that lesser leagues also started popping up all over the place, within a few decades of it's creation, mech battling became as common of a school sport as many of the other more athletic activities, and was easily more thrilling.<br><br>It was a Mech based world, and the people that lived there wouldn't have it any other way.<br><br>...........................................................<br><br><em>Location: MBF main waiting lobby</em><br><br>It was the start of a new season of mech battling, after about five months of down time for all of the pilots to rest and let down their hair, the time for each of them to step into the field of battle had come again. And, just like every season that had come before it, the lobbies of MBF main headquarters was flooded with people itching to make a name for themselves. Instead of working off a contract system, the MBF had pilots enroll on a yearly basis, each new season brought about a new contract and a fresh start for every pilot that took part.<br><br>For many of the elites, this paperwork was nothing more then a mere formality, but for the newcomers, this was their one chance to really make a name for themselves. This was their chance to work towards a life of fame and stardom, with everybody the world over knowing their face and memorizing their name. Everybody was looking to be the next Gigasteel Joe, or the next Mattias Malrain, legends of their time who would be remembered for their glorious victories for generations yet to be born. Today, these dreamers had their chance to start walking down that path, they had their chance to make their name known.<br><br>Anybody could show up to MBF registration, so long as they owned an MW and they were willing to fight. However, they had to bring a resume' with them, and they had to be approved for the preliminaries by an attendant at the front desk, who would look over their past accomplishments and ensure that they had the qualifications necessary to entertain the world at large.<br><br>Once approved for preliminary competition, the pilots were told that they would be contacted when their first match came, and they would be sent away. The preliminaries were yet another hassle that stood in the way of the elites, yet carried pulse pounding excitement to the newbies. Pilots would be pitted against one another based upon a randomly set number of variables that took place beyond the view of the pilots. They would fight one another before the official league began, and their performance in the preliminaries determined who they would be put against once the real league began. After all, nobody wants to pay to watch some of the best in the league completely demolish greenhorn rookies every single match, which was what would happen without the preliminaries.<br><br>The preliminaries also served as an elimination for all those that weren't quite up to the standards that the MBF had set. Since MBF signups were open to the pubic, there had to be some sort of system in place to prevent any average high school student from consuming screen time.&nbsp; <br><br>This was also a prime time for pilots to meet one another while they waited to get their paperwork filed. With the full knowledge that this would be a multiple day event, the MBF allowed for certain food chains to set up booths within the park area just out front of the headquarters. It was wonderful for the food chains, as they made bank off all the pilots that would come in droves, all of them hungry. As mentioned just before, there was also a rather large park surrounding the headquarters. It was spacious, and allowed for people to get plenty of breathing room if they felt themselves getting a bit overwhelmed by all the people waiting right at the front of the building while waiting for their line number to show up on the screen. It would have been anarchy to try and get anything civil done in such a way were it not for the line number system that was implemented.<br><br>All things considered, it would be a long day for even the early risers. <br><br>..................................................<br><br>Mira groaned as she looked down at her line number.<br>"983!? I had no idea that the MBF had so many people wanting to sign up! The preliminaries must really get rid of a lot of people."<br><br>The thought of such a thing made the attractive black haired girl shiver, she questioned if she was really good enough to make it in the big league itself. Even with Einenlancer by her side, she still had a lot to be desired. It was very possible that she'd get pitted against all the wrong people, and then she'd lose every match, and then she'd be booted from the league before she even had a chance to prove herself.<br>"C'mon, that's not true. I was in the top of my class during that training seminar, and I've shined in all of the prior circuits... I'm ready for this."<br><br>She took a deep breath to calm herself down as she sat down on one of the benches. She cast her gaze upwards towards the bar screen that hung from the building off in the distance.<br><em>"115, 116, 117..."</em><br><br>She groaned and cast her gaze down to the floor.<br>"... Damn"
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				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 01:48:44</strong>
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				Beth walked through the park at a leisurely pace, mostly lost in thought. She was dressed in a sweater, skirt, and high heels, all of it inexpensive stuff one would not expect a famous mech pilot to be wearing. All of her registration information was held in the comm strapped to her wrist. The young woman always found this archaic ritual a bit amusing—instead of just filling out the forms online, everyone had to come to the same location. It made for an interesting social environment at least, which she supposed was the purpose of it.<br><br>It was hard to believe she was back. She had missed the final month of the last season’s MBF events, and had not even resumed practicing with her mech until a week ago. Fortunately her piloting skills had not atrophied much at all, and she expected to be back in top form by the time the preliminaries were over with. Beth had mixed feelings about her return—she enjoyed the excitement of a good match, but the whole thing seemed so frivolous. Though she had always told herself that entertaining people was a worthwhile pursuit, even if it meant putting off more productive goals.<br><br>She had had these feelings ever since she had decided to forgo college for the MBF, but with Melissa gone her doubts had become more intense. <em>Melissa.</em> The pain of her death had slowly diminished as the months went by, from intense grief and depression to her current troubling emptiness. Beth knew her lack of enthusiasm for being back was just lingering apathy caused by her pain—she was going to push through it and go on with her life. She knew it was a horribly cliché sentiment, but Melissa would have wanted it that way.<br><br>Beth walked by a small crowd of pilots and heard them murmuring in excitement. She heard the word “railgun” a couple times, and there was no doubt she had been recognized. Hopefully this year none of the star-struck newbie pilots would pester her for an autograph, though she doubted she would be so fortunate.<br><br>She arrived at the building and found that number 119 was be called for—unfortunately, she was 898. <em>I guess this will be a while.</em> She looked around her, seeing if there was anyone she recognized.
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				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 02:29:31</strong>
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				Hachi was sitting at a table enjoying lunch. His line number was 1115 so he had quite a ways to go. He had chosen to spend his time just relaxing and screwing around until his turn finally came to get his paperwork in. He had never actually fought in an MFB match before in fact it had only been a few months since he finished constructing and testing his MW. <br><br>Being a mechanic was one thing but having been building the MW for 8 years now he'd been quite busy. Now back to that lunch he was eating. He had a traditional lunch of cheeseburger and fries along with a soda. compared to some pilots he would seem like a simpleton maybe not too bright or handsome but Hachi was definitely no coward. He didn't exactly like the idea of fighting outside of mechs so he hoped no one would pick a fight with him.
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				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 04:53:15</strong>
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				Three seasons, and a fourth coming up. Even if there had been some minor league involvement before, no one would call a pilot with that much experience a veteran or a newbie. That didn't mean this season wasn't important, though. Quite the contrary; it was at this point in a pilot's career that he or she either gave everything he or she had and blasted into stardom, or fell out of the limelight and would only be half-remembered by sports historians and certain fanatics after their death. Pressure like that could make or break your career in a single match.<br><br>It was a fairly warm day in the park out in front of the MBF headquarters that day, but Montresor still chose to play his role; he was fully outfitted in his signature red jacket and golden mask that everyone recognized for. But he wasn't Beth Raines. No one thought it was a good idea to pester him for an autograph, and not as many newbies wanted to since the rumors that he was fixing matches were still up in the air. <br><br>But the young pilot didn't really care either way what a bunch of greenhorns thought of him. He was more interested in judging <em>them</em> and seeing what kind of new meat this season would bring in. He had arrived very, very early and finished his filing his paperwork as the the 58th in line, only beaten by the overzealous newbies who had practically camped out overnight to sign up. Looking around, there were plenty of elites and middlemen like himself, as well, but he barely acknowledged them. The most he gave was a pat on the shoulder as he passed Beth Raines, making note that her loss didn't go totally unheeded by those in the league. It was a pretty nice gesture as far as Montresor went, as he didn't want to take away her dignity by pitying her.<br><br>Finally finding someone who at least looked like he had a different attitude on his surroundings than everyone else, the young pilot sat down opposite of Hachi and extended his hand. "If you're going to be a star, I think it'd be pretty cool to be the first one to know your name.
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				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 05:02:28</strong>
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				"Oh hey there.....Montressor right?" Hachi asked curiously. He'd been watching the MFB matches for a long time so he knew the names and mechs of it's veterens. Hachi had a grin as he looked at the extended hand then took it "you can call me Hachi."&nbsp; He had no intention making a fool of himself by acting like a total fanboy or anything but it was still clear that he held some interest in meeting this man. <br><br>Hachi had a relaxed air around him. He seemed the type that could be laid back and easy going no matter the situation maybe even joke around during a life or death situation. He was amused by the whole star remark from montressor and he decided to comment on this "Me? A star?....maybe" He laughed a bit and relaxed.
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				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 05:15:26</strong>
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				Montresor shook the other man's hand before dropping his own to the table. It wasn't often (it was pretty much never) that he was seen deliberately trying to strike up conversation with other pilots, let alone someone who hadn't even passed their first preliminaries yet, but he could handle a small hit to his character and reputation if it meant success in this most important of seasons.<br><br>The pilot mentally noted that Hachi's happy and carefree attitude might be something to keep an eye on during the other pilot's first few matches, as he was certain to get a few fans just from not taking things as seriously as everyone else. If he were to then break the man's attitude and spirit if they ever faced off at some point down the line, it would give quite a boost to the fan attention he received. "From what I've seen, being a star is all about standing out from the rest of the crowd, acting and being different. Take Railgun over there; she refuses to splurge and live like a celebrity should, plus that all that charity stuff, so she gets a lot of attention. If you can maintain an attitude people relate with, you may just get there."
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				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 05:36:18</strong>
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				Hachi only smiled at the man his easygoing demeanor never fading "you know I always thought that rather odd....I mean i'd take advantage of that kind of money....let's see.....what would i do? first off I'd probably start saving a good portion of it....also probably invest in something like MW parts....some money would also go into advertising for my shop and all that too"&nbsp; He was laughing as he spoke and found himself though wary of this man enjoying his company. <br><br>Hachi really did like helping people to enjoy their days entertaining or fixing something for them it didn't matter what so long as his customers were satisfied. "I'm something of a commoner compared to all you rich hotshots so I think this will be pretty entertaining" 
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				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 05:46:12</strong>
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				Beth was slightly startled when Montresor patted her on the back—the first thing she saw was the mask, and after half a year away it took her a second to place it. Her only reply was to nod her head slightly in thanks as her fellow pilot passed by. <em>It just goes to show, he’s more complicated than the narrative the media tries to weave around him.</em> For her part, Beth did not quite know what to think of him—the mask was certainly an eccentric touch at best. She saw him join one of the new pilots some distance away.<br><br>Maybe that was not such a bad idea—a lot of these new pilots were probably nervous and could use someone to talk to. Beth quickly noticed one shy-looking girl who was sitting alone on a bench, and then approached her. “Hey there,” she said to get the girl’s attention. “First time trying out for the professional league? I’m Beth.” She sat down next to the younger woman. Admittedly, bothering to identify herself in this crowd bordered on false modesty, but going around assuming everyone knew her felt too arrogant.
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				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 05:49:40</strong>
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				"That's how most of us start off. You don't see that many rich kids who just want to play in their mechs getting into the league, after all. The fans don't like 'em, so it's not worth it, even if their family tries to bribe the Federation," Montresor stated soundly, reaching under his mask to scratch his face. <br><br>"But you're right, this will be entertaining if you manage to stick around. Not all of the newbies have the staying power they need to hit it rich."
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				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 05:52:10</strong>
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				<em>147</em><br><br>"Just sign here... and here... and here."<br><br>The woman at the counter found herself blushing gently as she handed the silver haired man his paperwork.<br>"Here you are, Mr. Malrain. I don't know about anybody else, but I'll be cheering for you this season."<br><br>Alister took his paperwork back and nodded at her as he started to walk away.<br>"Thanks."<br><br>The typically emotionless man had all intentions of just going home at that point, his day being done. However, he recalled hearing that his little sister would be enrolling this year, so he figured he'd stick around long enough to see if such rumors were true. He secretly wondered of Mira was ready for the big leagues, as she had done nothing but minor and smaller leagues ever since high school. Of course, all that money she saved up from her victories over the years was enough for her to afford a rather impressive looking MW, so he supposed that she wasn't entirely talentless, anymore.<br><br>Rather she was ready for it or not, Alister was looking forward to seeing how the youngest of the Malrain family performed on the big stage. He stepped outside and stretched his arms over his head lightly, curious as to rather or not there was anything else worthy of his attention around here before he went back home for the day.<br><br>..................................................<br><br>Mira looked up with a jolt when she saw one of the best fighters in the league standing over her. She came a bit more alive and nodded.<br>"That's right, this will mark my first try in the big leagues, though I've done smaller ones for a few years."<br><br>She shivered gently as Beth introduced herself, and decided that it was alright to be in a first name basis with her. After all, why would she introduce herself as otherwise if she didn't approve?<br>"It's nice to meet you, I'm Mira."<br><br>She kept it at Mira, she wasn't entirely ready for the world to know that she had overwhelmingly massive boots to fill.
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				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 05:56:46</strong>
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				Hachi had to admit Montressor had a point "ha true enough" then after a moment he realized he'd never offered to by the man a drink or food "Say you want a drink or somthing? my treat" He was for all intents and purposes enjoying himself immensly. Hachi being the friendly fellow he was certainly in an odd spot. He hadn't expected any of the big shots to talk to him out of the blue but then again it was much better than some of the alternatives. <br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 06:09:10</strong>
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				Montresor had put a lot of effort into building up his current reputation over the last three seasons, but all of that wasn't about to be lost over letting one new guy get him something to drink. "Sure, I'll have a soda, if you don't mind. Thanks," he said casually, wondering darkly if the only reason Hachi didn't bring up any rumors about his matches yet was because he was too nice. Though at least that meant he didn't have to talk about it.<br><br>When he got the soda, he sipped it through the straw that had no trouble going through the mouth-hole of his mask, though any sort of food would have been quite awkward to put away without removing his signature accessory entirely. "You don't seem too anxious about what's up ahead. Either you're really, really confident you're going to pass the prelims, or you've got a job elsewhere and this is just a side thing or supplement, which is kind of weird."
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				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 06:17:47</strong>
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				"I'm a mechanic actually.....so I've got myself a living even if this doesn't work out. I've had an interest in MW's for as long as I can remember.....I'm just a fanboy who's finally gotten his hands on an MW and trying to compete...." Hachi shrugged while laughing a bit.&nbsp; "MBF's stuff is more of a hobby than anything" he was also drinking a soda he was leaned back still grinning though.
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				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 06:29:52</strong>
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				“Glad to meet you too,” Beth told Mira. “It’s good to come into this with experience on larger mechs—I had all of a month between my last high school match in a three meter MW and my first prelim. I was so unused to the size difference I was still afraid I was going to step on some poor tech every time I had to walk out of the hangar.”<br><br>She laughed slightly. “For that matter, your first registration day looks to be going better than mine—security mistook me for some fangirl who snuck in, and they tried to escort me off the premises.” That had been eight years ago, she realized. <em>Can’t believe I’ve been at this for a third of my life.</em><br><br>“So, what’s your favorite match type? The large scale battles, the one-on-one duels, fighting to hold objectives...?”
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				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 06:34:14</strong>
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				Mira was happy to just sit there and listen to Beth talk for a little while, she had a massive amount of respect for the woman who had made it so high up the ladder of the MBF hierarchy. She only hoped that some day she could do a similar thing, though she'd need to be a bit more capable before such a dream would become a reality. When Beth brought up her question as to Mira's preferred type of match, the black haired girl tilted her head upward and began to think aloud for a few moments.<br>"Certainly not one on one duels, I'm so nervous most of the time that I can't even think straight. Larger team battles are a bit easier on me, since I have allies to rely on, but objective based battles are the most fun, since they rely more on strategy then raw skill, and strategy is my strongest category."
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				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 07:04:23</strong>
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				“Ah. I love a good strategic battle,” Beth said approvingly. “You know, I’ve heard any number of commentators and pilots go on about how dueling is the ‘purest form’ of the sport, but they’re full of it. After all, mechs have their roots in the warfare of our past, and wars were never some just-so test on a artificial, level playing field.<br><br>“Admittedly, I may be a bit biased. The problem with going into a duel with a mech that has strong offense and weak defense is that you either win really fast, or lose really fast. Both of those get a bit dull for me.<br><br>“It can be tough to distinguish yourself if you start off in the middle of the pack, but sometimes it can be a blessing in disguise. Sometimes these newbie pilots who have a lot of skill and luck get so full of themselves, and they just turn into lone wolves. And for everyone one Alister Malrain, there’s probably a dozen pilots whose careers imploded because they thought they didn’t need to work with or learn from anyone. At least you’re self-aware enough to recognize your strengths and weaknesses, and that’s the first step to beating everyone’s expectations.”
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				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 07:10:03</strong>
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				Mira's eyes showed a certain amount of surprise in them when Beth brought up her brother, even though she didn't know that the two shared common blood again. Just thinking about how different she really was from her brother in that regard was enough to make Mira chuckle lightly. But, even though she was laughing, her heart still sunk a little bit at the realization that her brother really had gotten to be so renowned while Mira struggled to stay in the middle of the pack.<br>"Perhaps you're right, but between you and me, the only reason I have such a grip on my strengths and weaknesses is because I really didn't have a choice in the matter. If I were to try and pull an Alister, I'd end up getting ripped to shreds."<br><br>Through nothing short of verbal reflex, she had used her brother's name just a little bit too casually. Though this was something that could typically be overlooked, still, it was rather unusual for anybody to talk about a sports star in the 3rd person without including the last name.
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				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 07:51:08</strong>
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				Given the context, Beth did not consider the other woman’s choice of words to be unusual enough to comment on. “Well anyway, there is one more piece of advice I’ll pester you with—everyone runs into set-backs, especially their first season, and the key to bouncing back from them is not obsessing over it. Then you get too far inside your own head.”<br><br>Beth figured she should probably explain that somewhat cryptic comment. “I don’t know if you’re at all familiar with neuroscience, but one interesting fact is that the part of the brain that learns new skills and the part of the brain that performs tasks by rote are different. Professional athletes, we have to rely on those rote tasks a lot. There’s no time to stop and think whenever you try to lead a target with your shot or dodge a missile.<br><br>“The reason athletes choke in high pressure situations is because when they over think things, they end up using the learning part of the brain instead of the rote part. And you’re always slower with a skill if you go back to how you were when you first learned it.<br><br>“So basically, if you obsess over every little mistake, you’ll start to constantly over think things and then you’ll always be slower. And the key to not obsessing is to keep a sense of perspective. The truth is, for all the glamor and media attention, the MBF is just a silly game. It’s not something you should ever get too worked up about. Life is about friends, family, and finding happiness—not kill ratios, endorsements, and trophies.”<br><br>She paused. “Sorry, I do tend to ramble a bit. But I hope that’s helpful.”
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				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 07:59:50</strong>
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				The line numbers did go through in the big screen but there was half-dozen small screen in the hall which showed the ongoing matches and match start ups. This was all non-public showcase and meant only to fellow pilots to see competition how they fought. Present line was 201, it was line for this season black horse; Jareth Herman.<br><br>Jareth was facing against Broeno brothers, a three italian mech pilots who had participated in pro leagues for two seasons now. They were not good at one vs one, but were a hell of a team. For Jareth's luck he had got three against one scenario! Mostly because Jareth had became famous in the five months amateur leagues in duels and had already large fan group, mostly made from girls and only thanks being shameless flirt with them. It seems the Federation is putting Jareth onto quite serious test. The match setup however is not annihilation of his enemies, he just needs get past them to reach win point. So strategic battle, but the scenario was not most favorable kind; a plain open desert field with enemy on hill and two others down the hill and he needs climb over the hill to reach the win space.<br><br>Jareth smoked cigarette, staring the field in thoughtful manner and watching it from screen in the hangar where his mech; Eberhart Mark I was in. One engineers who inspect mech for match comes to him; "Your ready to go now Jareth Herman, your mech been inspected and approved." Jareth tosses cigarette on floor and snuffs it under his boot and blowing smoke towards the screen he says in german accented english; "Yeah, let's do it. Let's do it for dad." Jareth climbs inside his mech, the worn leather chair with fur lines waited for him. Originally it was solid leather chair but he added own layer more comfortable leather for his own comfort and style preference. He closes hatch and he starts his mech and walks out into field......<br><br><em>Few minutes later</em><br><br>In the main hall the line number has been changed around to 300 but they constantly list winners and losers. In one such case in big label it was announced on screen; 'Jareth Herman vs Broeno brothers in 3 vs 1 capture flag scenario = Jareth Herman winner. Broeno brothers continuity to this season uncertain, as two from three brothers mechs have received severe damage during conflict and one brothers suffers nauseous headache.'<br><br>Jareth Herman walks into the park, his role for today is done already but he likes lounge around and see who all got past preminilary matches. He wears simple jeans, light brown leather shoes and wearing a white t-shirt and fur lined worn dark leather jacket. He brushes his blond hair from corner of his eye and adjusts his pilot goggles in his head he takes seat one the park benches and he starts smoke second cigarette, lighting it up with his lighter and inhaling deep and calmly blowing smoke off while his eyes are staring nothing, in deep thoughts.<br><br><em>Well, made first round old man. Let's see how far I reach out to give these pilots in lesson in true warfare.</em><br><br>Jareth then glanced on duo of girls sitting near by bench, smiling.<br><br><em>..altough some cases I pity to be teacher for them, as some of them are rather quite damn cute.</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 08:01:54</strong>
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				Mira found herself silenced by Beth's lesson on the way the brain worked. She began to wonder if that was why she was always trailing so far behind Alister, she wondered if it was because she had spent her entire life over thinking things, or 'nuking' things as she had come to call it in simpler terms over the years. She found herself gently nodding by the end of it, as she was lost in her own thought as to if it would be easier to just have faith in herself and let go. Of course, to get into such a mentality would prove to be a trial like no other, but perhaps she really was a Malrain underneath the skin after all.<br>"I- I never thought about it like that... That- that explains so much..."<br><br>Her thoughts were interrupted by a familiar face to the both of them stepping up to the two girls. Alister Malrain crossed his arms with a light smirk, his attention turned towards Beth while Mira's face got almost instantly pale. The man spoke in his usual plain tone, though a small flicker in his eye indicated that he was slightly more intrigued as to the nature of this conversation then he usually was.<br>"Elizabeth Raines, I must say I didn't think I'd see you back in the league so soon."<br><br>Mira squirmed in her seat a little, waiting for the inevitable to happen as Alister glanced over to her, and back at Beth.<br>"And I take it you've already introduced yourself to my little sister?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 09:11:06</strong>
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				Beth smiled a bit at Mira’s reaction. The veteran pilot hoped that she had had a positive influence, though one could never be certain about something like that. She then turned when she noticed the new arrival. <em>Speak the devil’s name and he shall appear,</em> she thought wryly.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Elizabeth Raines, I must say I didn't think I'd see you back in the league so soon."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Beth bit her lip. A look of displeasure crossed her face very briefly, only to be replaced by a more neutral expression. Given the reason she had been gone, she could hardly believe he would broach the topic in such a blase manner. Still, she decided to give him the benefit of the doubt and hope that he was not being deliberately hurtful.<br><br>“I’m... I’m just glad to be back,” she said, but was then bothered by the lack of conviction in her own voice.<br><br>If he had intended to put her off-balance, he had certainly succeeded. The news that Mira was Malrain’s younger sister had far less of an emotional impact by comparison. “I didn’t know you two were related. You should be proud that she’s made it so far while keeping such a sensible attitude.” Beth managed to sound polite, but still she immediately regretted taking the subtle dig at Alister’s comparatively poor attitude.<br><br>Beth decided that she had better withdraw before anyone was antagonized further. She turned to the other woman and smiled. “Mira, it was very nice to meet you. Please keep in touch.” With that Beth stood and walked off toward one of the hotdog stands. Hopefully she could have a bite and calm her slightly frayed nerves.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 14:35:05</strong>
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				The shot at his lack of tact seemed to fly right over Alister's head, but Mira latched on, having noticed the entire spectrum of emotions that ran through the senior pilot. She wanted to apologize on her brother's behalf, but Beth evacuated far too quickly for that to happen. Once Alister walked away, Mira lightly groaned and leaned back on her bench. "Why would he do that? Alister, you can be a real asshole sometimes..."<br><br>Nevertheless, she remained where she was, as she really didn't have the guts to chase after Beth and say anything on her brother's behalf. She preferred to just leave the subject alone and hope that it would patch itself up.<br><br>...............................<br><br>Alister tilted his head slightly at the reaction, though he wasn't expecting the kind of reaction that he got out of her. In all honesty, Alister respected that she was trying to move on with her life after something painful happened, and he thought that she would feel a sense of normalcy in his words, such was obviously not the case. Then again, Alister had never really been all that close to anybody, so he never knew the kind of pain that came with loosing somebody so close before. Because of that, her reaction confused him more then anything, and while the silver haired man decided to leave his sister alone, he decided to turn in for the day.<br><br>There was nothing else that really interested him here anyway.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 16:31:37</strong>
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				Jareth sat and watched, he recognized Alistair and Beth 'railgun'. It seems Beth got upset with something and left....<br><br><em>Hmmm, wonder what's going there?</em><br><br>Jareth altough did not want intrude so he just sat and enjoyed smoking his cigarette.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 16:37:21</strong>
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				Fortunately, there was no line at the hotdog stand. “What’ll it be, Ms. Raines?” the older man behind the counter asked earnestly.<br><br>Beth figured she could use some comfort food. “A small chile-cheese dog and a diet soda, please.”<br><br>Not long after that she was seated alone at one of the tables and taking the first bite of her hot dog. <em>I hope I didn’t overreact back there.</em> She was then interrupted when three young men approached, each holding a rolled up poster and a marker. <em>Oh jeez.</em><br><br>Two of them were lanky, the other short and heavy-set. One of the tall ones spoke first. “Ms. Raines, we were wondering, if, um...”<br><br>She might have found their nervousness endearing if she had been in a better mood, but as it was she still managed to force a convincing smile. “I’d be happy to sign your posters,” she reassured them, putting aside her food. The young man who spoke was the first to roll out the poster onto the table and hand her his marker. “Who should I make—”<br><br>Beth stopped short when she looked at the image, despite the fact that it was such a common one. Just Elizabeth Raines, leaning against the foot of the Lissa in a pilot’s jumpsuit and flashing a ‘v for victory’ sign. What got to her was the goofy-looking grin of the woman in the picture. <em>You can just tell, this Elizabeth has never been inside a morgue, never watched a medical examiner open a freezer and pull out—</em><br><br>“Um, who should I make it out to?” she finally asked, a little more quietly. <em>What the fuck is wrong with me? There’s no reason to be so damn morbid.</em><br><br>“I’m Tim. This is my brother Ralph, and this is our friend Ralph.”<br><br>Beth gave a weak smile, though at least this one was genuine. “I take it you boys are a new team?”<br><br>“We’re the Mortars!” The shorter, non-brother Ralph said enthusiastically. He was slightly too loud, drawing stares from several pilots nearby.<br><br>“Ah. Well, I’m very flattered.”<br><br>“Actually, we named ourselves after the old Mortars team from Canada,” the taller Ralph corrected.<br><br>“Oh,” Beth said, slightly embarrassed. “You mean the ones who took the 3 vs. 3 championships from ’23 to ’29?”<br><br>“Yeah. But we’re kind of named after your old high school team too.” the short Ralph added quietly.<br><br>By this time, Beth had finished autographing each poster. She was slightly amused to see that the short Ralph’s poster was the one of her in a bikini stepping out of a pool. “Well, I wish you boys the best—except in any matches where you’re fighting against me,” she joked.<br><br>“Thank you,” they said in unison before withdrawing. Beth was left in a much better mood than when they had arrived. <em>Maybe things are getting better.</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 16:55:06</strong>
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				After sitting at the bench alone for a little while longer, Mira groaned silently to herself and pulled a small pad out of her purse, which she had set off to the side. She turned the power on and began looking through various files. She had found her conversation with Beth entertaining until her brother ruined it by saying something stupid. And now, she was alone again, save for some smoker that had planted himself somewhere off to the side. As far as Mira could see, it was likely so that he wouldn't be killing anybody else with his habit, but she didn't really care enough to reflect further.<br><br>As she looked over the information on the files, information that she very well could recite from memory concerning the performance of her MW, she let out an annoyed sigh. She had been enjoying herself before.<br>"Brother..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 16:56:58</strong>
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				While Jareth is smoking, a female engineer, the one who inspects MF's before matches and is distant friend to Mira comes from the lobby hall. She's smiling and moves to Mira and asks; "I hope I am not interupting anything?" Ruth or as friends call <em>Ruby</em> takes out hologram screen and says; "But I thought this may interest you Mira, I managed get snap shot of this curious MF which won against three against one capture flag scenario against the italian brothers." She clicks screen active and reveals the mech. In screen there is in side the both Mira's and Alistair mechs, and then the new mech besides them. It was meant show mass and height difference, which was rather massive! The new mech is twice as tall than the two other mechs! In above it's mech's name; Eberhart Mark I. But despite size and mass, it looks old, very old. The model itself is similar to types what MBF had in start around century ago. But those kind of models no mech pilot had used for fifty or so years.<br><br>(OOC: I hope Demon does not mind me add in npc which draws the initial attention to Jareth's mech from Mira.)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 17:10:10</strong>
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				(No worries)<br><br>Mira found herself smiling as she saw the woman approach. Ruby had taken that same engineering classes as Mira, and the two had often been strung together during group assignments. It wasn't until graduation that the two parted ways, but in all that time, they never really got to be best friends. Still, Ruby was a friend and a welcome face to Mira. When Ruby asked if she was interrupting anything, Mira shook her head and spoke in a light tone.<br>"Absolutely not, Ruby, what's up?"<br><br>Then, when she watched the video, her entire demeanor changed. She was a huge machenery nut, so the marvels of this colossus mystified her, she was inthralled.<br>"You've got to be kidding me! How does something that big and heavy even move at all!? What kind of power supply is it packing?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 17:22:42</strong>
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				Ruby grins to Mira, seeing she cheered up a lot and replies; "I got my hands on this baby here and inspected it. It runs by a battery! At first I doubted it can walk out of hangar before running out but damn it did! So far what I heard from pilot the battery lasts around a day and takes a half a day to recharge. I have seen some old battery systems but this was nothing what we studied in our history classes in school Mira! Also remember that MF's were during last war just mere concept? Some prototype here and there but mostly unpolished before war ended? Well listen this out.....this thing bears genuine german war military machine tags! I can tell difference over century old melt marks from fresh one so this is not a just for show! I could not believe my eyes that this thing is freaking antique! Not to mention the pilot said he had only fixed jinks and stuff from it for a month before walking first time out with it. So it means just minor repairs! It was ready up and go in last war just a moment's notice with full tech team on it! Also Mira..." Ruby leans close and whispers to her ear; "This mech has exact same concept as your mech! It has adjustable ports for varied equipment and weapons! Dozen combinations! Only limit is battery power heating side effect, meaning it can max have two slots functioning same time. Not to mention the pilot is hot looking." Ruby whispered because it was strict taboo and preaching of contract agreement of the inspectors not reveal any details of MF's to other pilots. But the details what Ruby mostly revealed were cosmetic expect the last part.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 17:31:22</strong>
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				"Hang on, hang on, hang on. It took me almost a year to work out the mechanics of the Einenlancer, and you're trying to tell me that this technology has been around since the end of the last war?" Mira remained silent for a few seconds before she had her thoughts collected and spoke again. "I must see this thing up close." She didn't really acknowledge Ruby's little add on about the attractiveness of the pilot, Ruby was always trying to hook Mira up with a date back in school.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 17:39:02</strong>
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				Ruby sighs, it seems Mira is always Mira. More interested in machines than boys. She replies; "That's what I am telling you Mira! This antique is one of kind! A complete last war mech when most world thinked they were just blue print concepts with part here and there on test! Someone in german military government thought to be prepared well advance and gave firm kick on engineers build a complete model! I can tell you the amount of money going to such project.....it's around one year income of a small country back then!" Ruby then pointed slightly with her head towards sitting and smoking Jareth and said; "That guy over there is the pilot, Jareth Herman. Your not able see his mech without his permission anyway."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 18:29:46</strong>
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				Mira glanced over in the direction that Ruby nodded to see the blonde smoker again. If he was perceptive enough, he'd have all the time he needed to notice her. She seemed to speak out loud without really thinking about her words.<br>"So that's him, huh?"<br><br>She turned away and crossed her arms. Her voice had a bit more conviction then before.<br>"Well forget him then. He smokes, and that's nasty. Besides, he'll just mistake me for a groupie, or something."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 18:59:52</strong>
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				Jareth smoked, he heard clearly <em>So that's him, huh?</em> and he turned look and saw Mira looking him but she quickly turned to talk with her friend....<br><br><em>Hmmm, is that not one techs who checked my mech? I recall she had nice rack in her dungarees and often shouting ohmygod?</em><br><br>However Jareth is used to girls talk about him but from Mira's attitude it seemed she was not interested so Jareth does not pursue subject. Altough he does not think her ugly, actually complete opposite. Even before the accident he had got hots for female pilots, in their tight uniforms....the memory of his drooling youth brought smile to his lips.<br><br><em>Heh, seems men tend grow and keep some stuff from teenage years. Was that not one things my mother said once? Or was it originally dad's?</em><br><br>While thinking happier times Ruby just glared Mira and huffed and said; "Excuses again Mira, you sure do not change. I remember hooking you perfect date in school, a male mechanic which was polite, nice and had firm job waiting up him upon graduation. You refused him for what? Just for sake one damn tattoo in his back?" Ruby started press onto her hologram paddle and then show video data and says; "Here, uncensored combat visual that mech in action. This the first thirty seconds." Ruby showed Mira video footage, in star it showed a open desert field with one large hill. Other side was the platform where mech has to get in. Between that and starting spot was large hill and three mechs. One mech top with bazooka and two mechs with plasma pistols and energy blades.<br><br>The antique mech started move and instantly it was on rapid fired by plasma pistols! All hits connect.....but none leave no scratch! Just burn marks on the plating! Most present mechs would be slaughtered in that scenario as even present plasma defenses are not perfect....but something special must be in that plating as it graces all shots! Then close to twenty seconds one the mechs charge with energy blade, intention to slice the mech up for good! But then antique mech pulled fist back and just waited charge complete, only armed with rifle but that rifle was firing shots to other mech keep it busy dodging ballistic rain of bullets which even at gracing caused nasty scars form mech's surface.....armor penetration rounds.<br><br>When other mech closed in, suddenly antique mech surged forward in blinding speed and it's fist glowed brilliant red light! It smacked on stomach section of mech......and literally all joints, limbs and head exploded from the charging mech and it crumbled metallic heap on the floor! Instant disabling hit!<br><br>Ruby closes screen and says; "Inspected that mech's damage, that single punch overheated fusion generator and caused it go melt down. Emergency functions cooled it down but it needs new fusion reactor. All it's limbs were wracked broken from inside first and then side explosions blow off the surface plates. Overall mech damage was 95%, which surpasses both close and ranged weapons to up to this date in damage power. Only what it did not destroy was cockpit and any safety measurement devices, but I can tell this weapon has been either nerfed down for MBF protocols or he purpose decided not to kill the pilot as well and just controlled location where damage was applied." Ruby let the data sink in for Mira and she adds; "Over hundred and fifty years tech and it's that strong to this date against present date mechs. Also if smoking is problem, just ask him turn it off while your present. Also that guy, by reputation what he has, is shameless flirt. So actually being groupie would be plus for him."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 19:18:42</strong>
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				Mira rolled her eyes lightly when Ruby snapped at her about one of the many rejected dates that she had been set up with in the past. "Okay, it wouldn't have been that big of a deal if the tatoo didn't take up his entire back. Oh and add on the whole 'lead, follow, or get the hell out of the way' slogan that was under it."<br><br>Mira cut herself off and simply watched the combat footage of the colossus in action, and she was honestly rather scared by it. The idea that plasma damage did so little, and a single punch could do so much... she actually physically shivered a little bit at the thought of it. Luckily, Ruby was kind enough to move on with the conversation. Mira was able to put that rather scary video clip in the back of her brain as she replied to Ruby in a light tone. "Oh! That's even worse! I can practically hear him now."<br><br>Her voice got a bit more baratone with her next statement.<br>"Well, sweetie, are you sure it's the mech you want to see? My other hardware is a whole lot better."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 19:55:20</strong>
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				Jareth was in deep thoughts but his ears did hear Mira's mocked flirt line....<br><br><em>That's it, no man stays put when he's mocked upon!</em><br><br>Jareth finishes his smoke and rises and walks behind Mira and before Ruby could point out that Jareth himself had walked behind her he says; "Actually my usual opening line is <em>Am I seeing angel or have I smoked weed?</em> But I do have pun flirt jokes regarding my mech and equipment but I save them for good laughs."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 20:02:26</strong>
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				Mira jolted a little bit when the voice suddenly came out from behind her. She turned around to see Jareth standing behind her and found herself tilting her head lightly at his response to having overheard her sarcastic flirting statement. She had to wonder what sort of shenanigans Ruby would pull this time behind her back, one of her reoccurring traits whenever she wanted to hook Mira up with a guy of any kind. In a way, Mira considered it a shame that Ruby was entirely straight, she would be a lot of fun if she ever decided to give girls a chance. Either way, she had bigger things on her mind at the moment.<br><br>She was actually rather out of her comfort zone, as Jareth had heard her insult him, supposedly behind his back, but she did the best she could to cover it up.<br>"Ah, real subtle. I'll bet that line works all the time."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 20:19:14</strong>
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				Jareth eyed both women a bit before hearing Mira's reply. He grinned and replied while smiling; "Of course it works! But it varies how well it hits between different women." Jareth leans closer to Mira and asks; "But would it work better if I said your mecha makes my mechanic fingers itch to grab into it's intimate parts and study it thoroughly every detail?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 20:30:22</strong>
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				Mira honestly didn't know how to respond towards such forward flirtation. She was so put off by it that her face ended up flushing slightly before she gathered her wits and shot back at the flirt. "Hah, you wouldn't know what to do with such equipment even if I gave you the chance."<br><br>It wasn't the most inspired comeback in the world, but Mira was so out of her element that it was the best she could come up with.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 20:41:06</strong>
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				Beth was finishing her food when she caught sight of something interesting—some woman she did not recognize was showing Mira a hologram. Unfortunately, the pilot only caught the last half second of the image, and it was hard to identify what it had been from a distance. Then the pilot she had seen smoking earlier joined them. <em>Who still does that?</em> Granted, the odds of dying of lung cancer these days were extremely low, but the smell was still a bit much in her opinion.<br><br><em>Wait, why does he look familiar?</em> Beth felt a sensation similar to having a word on the tip of her tongue. She was almost positive he was or had been an amateur pilot, and there was something unusual about him or his mech... <em>Crap, I can’t remember. This is going to drive me nuts.</em> Beth tried to keep up on as many professional and amateur matches as possible, but the truth was she often fast forwarded or skimmed news sites and consequently did not retain information consistently.<br><br>She considered downloading the publicly available MBF pilot data to her comm, but the problem could wait. Beth figured she ought to get around to greeting some of her colleagues from previous years, or maybe there would be another newbie in need of encouragement.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 21:08:31</strong>
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				Jareth did not notice Beth's curious glance. As his eyes were on Mira's and he chuckled and replied; "Oh really? Your sure? I could make your mech's network highly energized and responsive, along with working up fusion engine energy output to maximum levels. I got MBF degree mechanic classification A in tuning up mechs....a personal modification standards was my speciality in school...." Ruby meanwhile looked like cat who had got cream. Silently sitting and having little smile on her lips. She had years craved to pair Mira up with guys. She herself had wanted Mira feel more a woman than just MF pilot. Ruby herself is mechanic but she keeps her femine side in mind always. So she could feel satisfaction see Mira flushing red with compliments what Jareth did.<br><br><em>Finally! Guy who speaks her language but also flirts with it!</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 21:18:17</strong>
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				Once again, Mira found herself speechless for a couple of moments. She honestly wasn't expecting him to snap right back at her with actual mechanical lingo. Her face got just a little bit more red, and she found herself struggling somewhat to come up with a proper response.<br>"W-well I'm willing to bet that your batteries would be drained well before you would be able to provide such a charge."<br><br>She shifted a little where she sat before she glanced at an utterly delighted Ruby. Her thoughts had a certain amount of frustration to them, but she kept them to herself.<br><em>"some help you are..."</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 21:32:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ruby kept her expression and she grin bit wider to see Mira struggle now with Jareth who seems just warming up! Jareth is smiling and he replies back to Mira; "Oh? You know I got <em>lots</em> of replacement batteries, ready to replace worn one when I am low in power. So in that sense battery is better than slow and steady going fusion engine which cannot be replaced and need wait long while until it's fully charged..." Jareth did not touch her but he kept his face close and so his grey blue eyes, also using his german accented english at it's best. As accent is naturally huskier volume than normal speech.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 21:45:47</strong>
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				Mira found herself shivering even more as he didn't seem to back down. She bit her lower lip gently to get her mind together before she stood up from the bench and took in a deep breath. With a bit of renewed vigor, she turned around and bounced off all his mechanical themed flirtation.<br>"Okay, first off, there's no way that you, with all the batteries in the world, could ever satisfy the needs of my generator. Plus, you seem to have an access buildup of smog in your air compressors, how could you possibly maintain my frame if you can't even take care of your own?"<br><br>Mira smirked a little, thinking that she had him. It had yet to be seen if he saw this as a queue to back off...<br><br>Or a challenge.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 22:19:50</strong>
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				Jareth smirks, he's not going to back off! Definitely after she stood up and started bite more back! He stood relaxed front of her and continued speak; "Oohh, there is perhaps energy leak in your generator? That could explain the high demand for energy. I could just patch up the leak and let generator heat up and go warm and gozy, but need watch for the safety cooling valves. Do not want a generator explode and become spend from overheat all over the mech. As most ideal mech combat takes days to last.....not just couple of minutes or just hour. What comes to smog in my air compressors I do clean them up regularly so any smog would not be issue in performance in my mech. But if you do want overheat generator all burning up.....I am up to run such endurance test to see how long it takes until generator breaks down to good. But seeing mecha all heated up generator performing is quite a wonder, see all the limbs move smoothly and the speed and power would be unequaled in the world."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 22:58:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Once again, he had left her completely shut down in her attempts to shoot back against his flirting. At first, all she did was stutter a little while her face got red as a cherry. Her imagination was clearly taking her places she had never gone before.<br>"I... er... well..."<br><br>She turned her back to him and buried her head in her hand. Never before had she faced such a powerful combo of tenacity and intelligence. She spoke with her head still hidden in her Hand, and her back still turned.<br>"Do you even know my name?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 23:07:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jareth smiles, seeing her flush cherry red like any groupie girl fans he has. But of course he thinks her higher than that but it's cute see she's still woman. It just ask press specific buttons in her. Hearing her question he replies; "Of course, we played in same amateur league this year....Mira Malrain." Jareth smiles and offers his hand towards Mira and says; "Pleased meet you, I am Jareth Herman. Pilot of Eberhart."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 23:10:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mira turned back around after she managed to collect herself, she took a deep breath and lightly put her hand in his. "Well, um, it's nice to meet you Jareth... I guess..." She laughed uneasily and cast her gaze off to the side, wondering what Ruby had to be thinking about right now. She felt kind of bad for not knowing him from the amateur league, especially since the mech he apparently used was one that would leave a very distinctive impression in her mind. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 23:21:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ruby was all small smile while watching Mira outplayed by Jareth. Even she felt hot from listening the banter. But her finger brushes on her endowned ring in finger.<br><br><em>As agreed with boyfriend; can watch and drool but no touch. Probably listening is included to watching I guess....</em><br><br>Jareth shakes hands with Mira, smiling he replies; "Did not meet face to face before nor in field. Kind of curiously we circled around the matches. But I eagerly wait see your mech in battle, it had drawn me curious about it."<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 23:29:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mira started to get a little bit more comfortable as the conversation started to link over towards real MWs, rather then any kind on innuendo on the subject matter. She started to back up, recalling her own fascination with the way his supposed antique operated. "Yeah, I'm rather eager to take a look at yours as well. It seems so unlike anything else I've ever seen before." She lifted her head up to admire a few of the clouds in the sky, her smile softening as she spoke again. "If it were possible, I'd love to see it up close some time. I'll bet it's got an extremely unique operating system."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 01:20:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"A mechanic, huh? Good for you. Anyone who pilots their mech without bothering to learn how it works is full o' shit," the masked man answered wryly, taking down half of his drink with one long sip. "Then again, you'd better treat it as more than a hobby if you don't want to be disqualified right off the bat. Not everybody's a prodigy like Daddy's Boy Malrain; you've got to put in as much training as with any other sport. Probably more, since the rules are always different the tech's always changing.<br><br>"Speaking of which, what kinds of matches are looking to focus on? Straight duels, pairs, teams, objectives, what?" Montresor questioned nonchalantly, wanting to gauge how likely it was that he would ever face this man in battle.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 01:33:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Hachi listened to Montressors advice and nodded. As montressor asked about the type of matches he was looking for he thought for a moment "Ta be honest i'd love to give each one a shot.....but in all honesty the type that suits me best would be objective....." he began tapping his chin pondering something. <br><br>The easy going mechanic took another drink of his own soda then added "Though based on my MW design somethin tells me i'm in for a lot of team matches" he was speaking from his analysis of most team battles he'd watched and from the technical standpoint of his machine though he himself did't really care. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 01:41:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Though Montresor preferred to fight the one-on-one duels the most, he also did some objective-based matches from time to time, so there was at least a chance he would encounter Hachi if the other man got his way. Still, it wasn't exactly a sure thing that they would ever encounter each other, so the masked man decided he wouldn't waste too much more time talking to this newcomer.<br><br>Quickly finishing his drink, he then stood and shook Hachi's hand again. "Well, good luck to you. Hope you do well in the prelims." With that, he tossed his cup into the trash and strode off to see if there was anybody else worth talking to.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 05:05:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				No sooner did Montresor step away from Hachi did a &nbsp;lovely redhead (http://images2.fanpop.com/images/forum/32000/32857_1245967133834_full.jpg) in the same age group as him appear from the crowd outside the dining area, shouting something about it being her turn before she shoulder checked the man in the red hoodie. She packed strength that was rather unfitting of her lean muscle, and as such, Montresor was swiftly shoved to the side while the girl tripped on one of the stairs in her haste and stumbled to the ground. If Monty was looking to hold a bit of a grudge, he'd have plenty of time to say something before the girl got back to her feet and bolted off.<br><br>Or, if he were more attentive, he might recognize her as being a bit of a hit during the last season for her absolutely outrageous berserker fighting style. She was dubbed by the sportscasters as the 'fighting fury' for just how aggressive she was during battle.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 05:15:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Montresor stumbled off to the side and just barely stopped himself from falling as the redhead crashed into him, an annoyed glare coming through his mask. "Why don't you watch what you're doing?" he asked with an obvious disapproval of her self-involvedness, then noticing that she was a returning pilot instead of a newbie. Not exactly a star yet, but popular enough during the last season that he could now recognize her face. Her name floated just beyond the edge of his memory, however.<br><br>"You're that girl from last season that just went berserk on everyone, right? Still trying to make it big, huh?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 05:20:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The girl recovered, seeming to return his glare. If nothing else, she certainly remembered him because of that mask. She crossed her arms and looked away for a moment, as if deflecting away his statement about 'still trying to make it big'. Secretly, she found that to be an extremely arrogant thing to say. Seriously, who did this guy think he was? Yeah, he was hot stuff right now, but guys like him showed up every generation, once his time in the spotlight was up, somebody else would replace him. It was 'trendy' to cheer for the masked Montresor, until he started to experience consecutive losses.<br>"Hey, I won a bunch, didn't I? Besides, this whole mech battling thing is too much fun for me to just forget it ever happened. Anyway, I gotta go file my paperwork, duces, Mr. trend setter!"<br><br>With that, she started to make her way towards the main building, albeit a bit more cautiously this time.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 05:29:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Montresor rolled his eyes as she called him a trendsetter and ran off again, as if he thought he was at the height of his career at this point. Being popular was one thing, but to become a star and a legend among the fans and players of the sport was on a completely different level. He still had a long way to go before he could allow himself to call it quits.<br><br>A little less keen to deal with the other pilots anymore, the masked pilot started walking at a slow pace back toward the center of the park, ready to relax on his own for a little while and wait for the preliminary matches to begin. Finding an empty park table, he took a seat and began to run through some training procedures in his head that could make this season a little more successful than the previous one.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 05:43:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				About a half an hour after he excused himself from the public eye, something came crashing down on the table in front of him. When he looked up to see what had caused it, he'd see the red haired girl standing over him, having sent a smoothie down onto the table with an unnecessary amount of force. Judging from the light smile on her face, it wasn't an act of anger, more just a way to get his attention.<br>"There, it's my special way of saying sorry for shoulder checking you back there."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 05:49:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Montresor jolted when his focus was broken and prepared himself for another fistfight with a fellow pilot until he noticed it was a smoothie that had just been slammed down onto the table, not a fist. Looking up from the fruity drink to the person who set it down, he paused in bewilderment for a moment before reaching out and pulling the drink closer to himself. "Um, thank you," the young man said after the redhead explained, taking a long sip.<br><br>"You want to have a seat?" he then asked, gesturing to the opposite side of the table with just his fingers. If this wild berserker woman was capable of catching him off-guard like that, maybe she was worth more of his attention than he originally thought.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 05:56:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The woman chuckled lightly at the way Montresor jolted and took the seat at the same time as he was offering it. "You know what I saw on my walk over here?" She reached over with a finger and lightly poked his mask, more for the effect then anything else. "A souvenir booth selling golden face masks, so that all the kids of the world could look just like their favorite cool dude." She laughed at the idea and leaned back, propping her feet up on the table and stretching her arms over her head.<br>"Think I'm lying, you're welcome to go take a look-see for yourself. Though honestly, it's beyond me why they'd bring be selling children's SWAG at an event like this. *Pfft* that's marketing brilliance for you." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 06:07:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Really? I don't remember ever giving them permission to sell anything like that. I guess the Federation gets to make those choices, though." Montresor shook his head, but secretly felt a little good that he was popular enough to warrant merchandising. It was a little undignified, but it meant he was on his way through the stages of being a trendy entertainer and getting closer to being future Hall of Fame material. It would take a lot of work and a lot of strengthening his record, but that was to be expected.<br><br>"Who knows, maybe they'll start selling merchandise of you if you keep your popularity growing like it grew last season. Maybe you should try dressing more freely, since a lot of your fans seem to be guys who have the hots for you," he joked, sipping from his smoothie again.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 06:11:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hah! Ain't that the truth? I swear, that's one of the biggest drawbacks to doing stuff like this, ever since I started winning fights last season, I've had a bunch of creeps pointing me out everywhere I go." She laughed openly and braced her hands against the back of her head. "Oh, you don't even recall my name, do you Mr. Trendy?" It was rare to find somebody who talked so openly, but the terms 'discretion' and 'tact' simply weren't in this girl's vocabulary.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 06:20:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Montresor smirked at the idea of being accosted by fans in the outside world. Thanks to his unknown face and true name, he never had to deal with being recognized out in the open, so he was just like any normal person when he wasn't in the ring. Sure, that meant he didn't have his pick of fangirls to spend a few nights with, but he did well enough in that department without the aphrodisiac of fame. He often felt bad for pilots such as Daddy's Boy and Railgun that had fans drooling over them wherever they went.<br><br>"Actually, I do...Jill," he shot back with a visible smirk.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 06:25:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh-ho! There it is! And if you're using the chopped down version, I suppose you won't mind if I started calling you Monty." Jillian Ashfeld chuckled lightly as he spoke her name. She couldn't even be bothered to count the amount of times that mindless guys had come up to her, asking for an autograph, or a question as to when she was finally going to give in and start posing for dirty magazines, which turned out to be the fates of many a failed superstar. The former question got a wave off, maybe a signature if the guy was polite enough, the latter got the person asking, who was usually drunk, a nice knuckle sandwich.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 06:32:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Hachi had watched Montressor take his leave and chuckled to himself "that guy is pretty dangerous" he didn't let it get to him though. He was here soley for the fun of it all and nothing else. IF he won he won if he lost he lost no big deal.<br><br><br>A White haired young woman (http://www.gelbooru.com/index.php?page=post&amp;s=view&amp;id=328678) strolled quietly along the place. She had just come out after registration. She found this process relatively boring. This was her third season coming into the MBF. She had a moderate ranking and she didnt' much care about popularity or any of that all she wanted was the money that came from doing this. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 06:34:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The masked man waved off what she probably expecting to be more irritating to him, or at least what anyone with more tact would have expected to be. "Call me whatever you want. Doesn't matter that much." He took another quick sip of his smoothie, making it quite easy to tell he actually enjoyed it despite the mask that hid most of his expressions. "I hope you're ready for this season. Looks like we have a ton of fresh young talent ready to usurp us, plus the usual bigshots who'll try to crush the potential competition early on."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 06:37:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Careful with those words, Monty, I was part of that 'young fresh talent' crowd last year. It's just the way the game works, there's always people coming and going, it's just how it works. What makes this season so special? I mean, aside from the rumors that the youngest Malrain will be making her debut here this year?" Jillian couldn't help but smile when she noticed that he was enjoying the drink she grabbed for him. Since she obviously had no idea what his tastes were, she just picked at random and hoped for the best.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 06:41:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Monty" finished the apology drink and tossed the empty cup into a nearby trash bin, having perfect aim after three seasons in the top league, plus whatever training he had in his unknown history before that. "I don't know, it's just a feeling I have. Seems like there are quite a few more around this time that might actually get in, plus I've been hearing rumors about someone sporting some really old and powerful tech. I just think this season might turn out a bit less standard than the last one was. Whether that's good or bad for either of us, I've got no clue."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 06:45:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian rose an eyebrow as she heard him talk, the rumors about the guy with the old and powerful technology in particular caught her ear. "You mean like somebody that's fighting in a walking antique shop? Hey, whatever it takes to get noticed, am I right? You wear that mask and cheat a bunch, and I... well... I act like me" She seemed to be a bit more lighthearted concerning the obvious controversy around him then most, and she seemed to say it more as an innocent joke then an attempt to strike at his character.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 06:50:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Even though it was meant to be an obvious joke, the mention of the controversy over Montresor's legitimacy dampened his mood a bit. Still, he wasn't the kind of person who would dare strike a woman outside of a mech, so it looked like she would get away with that one. "Hey, I wear the mask for a reason, you know. It's to show that the face and the name aren't what matter when it comes to two or more Mobilized Weapons fighting, but the connection between each pilot and his or her machine. And...yeah, it does help draw in some fans," he admitted at last.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 06:53:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian rose an eyebrow when she noticed that his mood dampened, she must have said something dumb again without realizing it. Such was one of the weaknesses to having absolutely no brain filter at all, she did such things a lot more often then she'd like to admit. "That's an awfully cliche thing to say, don't you think?" She paused, taking a moment to actually try and cover her tracks for once so that she didn't deepen the hole. "N-Not that there's anything wrong with being cliche, it's actually a very admirable lesson that you're trying to teach."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 06:54:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Hachi rose and started strolling around his number still being quite a ways away. He was rather content with how things were after all it gave him time to see the place as it was on this day of days before he had to put it all behind him and go out to do battle.<br><br><br>The white haired young woman was walking with her infamous neutral expression. If anything she was known for her somewhat exotic appearance and great physical strength. Her combat prowess was quite high. She came from a family that had put a lot of money into cybernetic enhancements. The draw back to being able to be more compatible with machinery was stunted growth.<br><br>Her full name long forgotten the name she went by was Illyria. she didn't care for a last name after all she had a "designation" and hat was all that was neccassary.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 07:01:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Montresor chuckled slightly and shook his head. "Sorry, it's really not about the lesson at all. You're right, I'm just here trying to get popular and make it to the top like anyone else. Big money and the Hall of Fame is all I care about. How people watch the sport really isn't all that important," he clarified, wondering what Jillian's goals were. "What are you in this for, then? Just for the fun, or was it something else you were after?"<br><br>Glancing off to the side before she answered, the young pilot spotted a familiar white-haired girl who had been in the league for at least a couple seasons now walking around, though he wasn't about to abandon his present company to go find out what she was up to.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 07:06:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian shrugged when she answered Monty's question about what was driving her. "There's nothing more fun then getting behind the controls of a big metal killing machine and kicking some ass, it's a lot easier on me then my other hobby anyway... Less recovery time in between matches." Jillian chuckled a little bit and actually provided him with a straightforward answer. "So, I guess you could say I'm just here because I love to fight. It doesn't matter who, or when, or where, if I'm fighting, I'm happy."<br><br>It was then that she noticed Monty's attention shifting for a moment, and she cast a glance behind her to see the short white haired girl. "You know... that girl gave me the heebie-jibbies last season."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 07:13:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Montresor smirked to himself at the answer he got. It was certainly refreshing to find so many people who were just there because they legitimately enjoyed battling in their MWs. Fame- and money-seekers were all over the place, but it was the people who took the sport as a way of life that ended up becoming legends. He couldn't say he felt that way just yet, but the idea was definitely growing on him. Maybe this would become his way of life over the next year or two.<br><br>"More than me?" he joked when his attention was directed again to the white-haired girl, shrugging it off. "She's a creep. Don't worry about her. Once she's in her cockpit, you won't even have to see her blank little face."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 07:16:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I wonder who is the bigger creep Montressor?" Illyria remarked turning to them. she had rather sharp senses and had intended to ignore them but that last remark had really been uncalled for. "The man who hides his face behind a mask...or a young woman who's face is relatively blank? If you ask me it's the same concept"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 07:17:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian shook her head when he spoke, though he had to kind of disagree with him though, about not seeing her once she was in the cockpit of her machine. "That's where you're wrong, fighting her... it just feels different then normal, it's more chilling, I dunno." She couldn't stop herself from smirking a little at the thought of saying her next sentence after saying something so haunting to her. "Besides, if you watched any of my rounds last year, you know that I love me some trash talk during fights,&nbsp; but her? Dead silence over NETCOM, almost like her speakers are totally busted."<br><br>And then, her heart skipped a beat when the girl addressed them. She motioned her next words with her mouth without letting her voice slip out.<br>"Creepy."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 07:20:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Montresor turned to face the young woman who he had just insulted, not too shocked that she had heard considering all the other enhancements she seemed to have. "Sorry, but at least a mask is made of metal instead of skin. And it's mostly for show. It's not like I've trained myself to really not show any feeling or anything," he stated rather openly, poorly trying to justify his uncalled-for remark.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 07:28:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The corner of her lip twitched up ever so slightly "Indeed but a mask of flesh and a mask of any other material are all used for the purpose of hiding ones true intent...whether it be for show or not" she then raised one of her slender hands and brushed her hair lightly with it before continuing "I'm not at all surprised to see you return Jillian after all this sort of thing really is your calling isn't it? to fight?" <br><br>Illyria was merely being "conversational" she had no reason not to now that the conversation had started.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 07:30:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian just nodded and waved her hand from side to side to indicate that she had heard Illyria's statement. "You know it, nothing in the world quite like getting down in dirty, and boxing season's over, so this is about all I've got."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 07:33:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Whatever you say," Montresor muttered, observing silently once her target of conversation switched from him to Jillian. He would have liked to help the redhead out and draw her attention away again, but there really was no doing that with Illyria. She would catch on far too quickly and make them pay for it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 07:36:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Perhaps you would prefer I left?" Illyria asked her lip still twitched up into a ghost of a smile. She was having fun messing with them but she would be just as content messing with someone else.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 07:40:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian smirked a little bit and turned to actually face her for the first time since the conversation started. "What? You want to leave? I thought we were having such a lovely family bonding time. Weren't we, Monty?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 07:41:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Montresor chuckled a bit louder than before. "Yeah. I feel like I've got a new sister or something."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 07:47:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ah I see.....so you actually like talking to this creep?" she was still maintaining her thin ghost of a smile. Since it seemed they were either trying some form of reverse psycology on her or were genuinely trying to talk Illyria was not sure which however she would not leave. "Alright i'll stay then"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 08:19:20</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=106394.msg4623943#msg4623943">Quote from: DemonWing01 on 10-05-2011, 23:29:46</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Mira started to get a little bit more comfortable as the conversation started to link over towards real MWs, rather then any kind on innuendo on the subject matter. She started to back up, recalling her own fascination with the way his supposed antique operated. "Yeah, I'm rather eager to take a look at yours as well. It seems so unlike anything else I've ever seen before." She lifted her head up to admire a few of the clouds in the sky, her smile softening as she spoke again. "If it were possible, I'd love to see it up close some time. I'll bet it's got an extremely unique operating system."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Jareth smiles and replies; "You may see it someday up close, but it's kind of special privilege which you have to earn someday." Jareth then eyes the hotdog stand and then he feels bang of hunger in his stomach and then returns attention to Mira and asks; "Like go share a snack with me Mira?" Then he noticed another gathering of pilots near by. The red head he can recall quite well, she's one most fapped female pilots since last season. There is lots photoshopped porn pics in net about her, some rather good. It would be lie if Jareth would say he's not interested in her that way but what he had liked was her way to talk trash during the fight. The guy is new to him but the white haired pilot he also recognized. <sub>"Ice queen huh? Fits quite well what rumors say."</sub>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 14:22:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian had to stop herself from slapping her own face in annoyance when Illyria said that she wanted to stick around after her and Monty had just gotten done antagonizing her. Either this girl had absolutely no social skills, or she was just trying to bother them. Either way, she was sticking around, and Jillian was rightfully annoyed by it. Still, she did her best to not say something stupid that could make the white haired creep overly angry, since the last thing she wanted to see was this particular pilot when she got angry, IF she could get angry. "Right..."<br><br>..............................<br><br>Mira cast her gaze away from him when he offered her to go get a snack with him, she lightly scratched the side of her face. "Well, er, sure... I suppose... I mean, it really couldn't hurt anything if I did." Mira cast her gaze over to see the trio of returning fighters shortly after she noticed Jareth's attention turning elsewhere, she looked over and tilted her head slightly with her arms behind her back. "What an odd group that is, Montresor, Jillian Ashfeld, and Illyria all coming around at the same table..." She lightly shrugged and kept on walking. "Well, whatever they're doing, it's really none of our business, I say we keep our noses out of it."<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 16:32:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Montresor was also annoyed that Illyria was going to stick around, but not quite so much as Jillian. If she was really doing it just to antagonize them, then that meant she actually did have some sort of emotion underneath that icy skin. And if that were the case, then he could get a big boost in ratings by cracking her open and yanking it out next time they had a match. "I always wanted to know, is that hair of yours natural, or is a side effect of something you had done to you? I know there's been plenty of new hair types made genetically possible since the last wars, but I haven't seen a whole lot of white around."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 17:32:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jareth nods and replies; "Yeah, not to mention it seems Illyria is one the kind who socializes much. Plain curious what's up with her but your right, better not stick nose in there for now." Jareth followed Mira to snack stand, he ordered for himself a kebab burger with spicy sauce. It may be hundred fifty from last war but some basic sport foods never go out of fashion. Altough there are some exotics around. He orders himself a strawberry milkshake as drink and pays for his snacks and goes find himself and Mira seat in one near by stand tables. After they had taken seats he asks; "So how's your father faring Mira? I managed see some of his past matches from some old holograms and he looked impressive in his time."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 17:38:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mira cast her gaze off to the side when he asked about her father. Typically, this was a rather uncomfortable conversation for her, as she was forced to realize just how inferior to her father and brother that she really was. She set down the slice of pizza she had gotten for herself and sighed as she replied. "He's just fine, enjoying retirement with Mom, and whatnot."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 17:56:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jareth quickly noticed change of the mood in Mira and decided lighten her up saying; "Well, I can see the apple had not fallen too far from the tree. Altough your bit later bloomer than your brother but I already see some brilliance in your fights. Altough you do struggle more than your brother but you fight finer than any other person in same pressure. Also your mech is one of kind, besides mine you got the adjustable weapon ports and that itself speaks of brilliance in mech world as a pilot." Jareth takes bite from his burger, tasting the raspy dry kebab meat with slight layer of sauce along with the onion, mushrooms and salad between two corn breads.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 18:07:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mira couldn't stop her cheeks from flushing a tiny bit while she was listening to Jareth praise her. She took another bite out of her greasy snack before she decided that she wasn't hungry anymore. She actually felt a bit gross from trying to eat something so disgusting. Instead, she put her attention on Jareth's words, which actually caused her heart to swell a little. "You really think so?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 18:25:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jareth smiles and replies; <em>"If you know the enemy and know yourself, you need not fear the result of a hundred battles. If you know yourself but not the enemy, for every victory gained you will also suffer a defeat. If you know neither the enemy nor yourself, you will succumb in every battle."</em> After a pause Jareth adds; "Art of war by Sun Tzu. You know yourself and your limits, so your half-way from becoming truly skilled pilot. Also you need just will for victory, Sun Tzu many times says it's better believe in absolute victory than not believe it. But also be prepared for defeat, as you cannot achieve victory if you have not prepared for defeat as well." Jareth sips from his milkshake and adds; "Altough Sun Tzu had lived and died many thousand years ago, still his writings were used by greatest generals thorough all ages of warfare, all way to last war. Also in my opinion true warrior virtue is not courage, skill nor brilliance. But plain endure and strive to survive. Or at least endure until total victory is achieved."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 18:37:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mira gently shut her eyes as Jareth quoted Sun Tzu's wisdom, she had heard that particular quote before, and the only reason that she made it as far in this career as she had was because she lived by it. She knew full well that she simply didn't have the reflexes to be a real ace, so she had no choice but to learn everything she could about her enemy, and adjust her own weaponry accordingly. She used her knowledge of machines to overcome her own weakness.<br><br>She had felt like she was really cheating by doing so, but Mira didn't have a choice. She needed to find something to even the odds.<br>"I'm not too sure about that..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 18:54:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jareth smiles and replies; "Well, what I am saying do not compare yourself by standards set by others and instead focus fight whatever means to achieve victory. After all we all do not born with strong legs able run fast, we all do not born with excellent brains to learn everything fast and easy. Each and everyone is precious invindual. So methods which work others do not necessary work on you so you need know yourself top most before you can reach further in mastery. Once you learn what is your weakness and strength then you know how improve yourself." Jareth takes bite from his hamburger, munching it with delight and adding milkshake to down his present mouthful and then change subject; "Anycase what music you like? I myself listen rock or metal before the matches help get adrenaline pumping up." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 19:10:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mira just found herself continuing to nod in silent agreement to his sentiments. His words were echoes of her own justification that she had used to wave away relying on anything other then raw skill to secure her win, unlike her brother. In any case, Mira noticed that the subject had changed to one that Mira honestly didn't know a whole lot about, and she found herself to be rather embarrassed by this fact. "Oh, er... I just listen to whatever's on the radio while I'm working, I'm not a really big music person, all things considered. I mean, it all just turns into background noise after a while anyway." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 19:21:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jareth nods and replies; "Kind of same case here, but music can ease or bring up moods. It's just matter of taste what music works for you. Some music helps keep me focused, kind of as background reminder I should be working. Anycase what type of matches you like? I myself sit between tactical and one vs one matches. Not done team battles so do not know what think of them yet."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 19:23:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mira recalled Beth asking her the same question, she smiled gently as the conversation got more into comfortable ground and replied rather quickly. "I'm a thinker first and a fighter second, objective based matches are my favorite kind."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 19:52:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jareth nods, sipping from his milkshade while listening. After her reply he replies; "I see, objective based matches test mind and not the body. Do you have intellectual hobbies besides mechs? Or other hobbies overall."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 19:56:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mira's face went a little red when he asked that particular question. "What? O-other hobbies!? Well, of- of course I do! I mean, for instance, I like to... um..." She groaned and slumped back down a little bit. "... No..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 20:20:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Beth had spent some time speaking with a few pilots she knew. There were a number of colleagues she was on good terms with, and she welcomed the chance to greet all of them and briefly catch up on how they were doing and any new gossip. The sentiment “glad that you’re back” and the like came up each time, though no one actually inquired directly how she was doing. She did not blame them, as it was only natural to thread lightly around delicate subjects.<br><br>After all this, the veteran pilot found she was still left with time to kill before her number in the queue would come up. She took notice of Mira, still talking with the mysterious fellow she could not place. <em>Ah, what the hell, the direct approach might be a more interesting way to figure this out.</em><br><br>Beth now approached Mira and the other pilot. “Hi again, Mira. I hope I’m not interrupting anything.” She now turned to the young man. “I’m Beth Raines, nice to meet you. I feel like I recognize you from some report on the amateur league, but I have to admit I can’t quite place you...?”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 21:23:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jareth smiled to Mira and replied; "I recommend it, hobbies can be stress reliefs and improve skills while in mech. Want hear suggestions?" However Beth walked in and made her interuption and introduction. Jareth nods and replies; "Pleased meet you Beth Raines, I am Jareth Herman. I am riding a big old mech. I joined amateurs league after end of last season, was same league as Mira here but we never faced in combat nor face to face before. The western dark horse league is rather big, around six hundred mech pilots or so."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 21:35:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“Oh, now I remember.” Beth said to Jareth. “I saw the footage from one your matches—it’s a very impressive machine, and you’ve got sharp instincts. I’ll be sure to order plenty of spare parts in advance if we ever face off,” she joked. Beth was not one to doubt her own skill, but she had seen how much raw damage the monstrosity could do, and it was better to be safe than sorry. And it never hurt to offer some encouragement to a pilot new to the professional level matches.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 21:53:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jareth shrugs, smiling he replies; "Yeah, pretty good antique. But when I found it, it was almost ready to go and needed only little repairs and replacement of one part. As bad sides it cannot connect to the anagram tech field and so provide full status of machine and pilot to others but I can use netcom inform crew am I fucked or able still go on. Only tricky part is to able get close on foe with it as it's kinda slow but it can take beatting. Considering range of your railgun I could make handsome target practice target." Jareth laughs his last part being practice target for Beth's infamous gun. But if rumors is true Beth needs a lot more than just railgun beat down Jareth's mech, which damage resistance is unheard of in MBF whole history.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 23:13:21</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=106394.msg4627065#msg4627065">Quote from: Revenent on 11-05-2011, 16:32:38</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Montresor was also annoyed that Illyria was going to stick around, but not quite so much as Jillian. If she was really doing it just to antagonize them, then that meant she actually did have some sort of emotion underneath that icy skin. And if that were the case, then he could get a big boost in ratings by cracking her open and yanking it out next time they had a match. "I always wanted to know, is that hair of yours natural, or is a side effect of something you had done to you? I know there's been plenty of new hair types made genetically possible since the last wars, but I haven't seen a whole lot of white around."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><br>"My hair is naturally white.....it seems to be a rare genetic fluke that occurs in my family every three or four generations" Illyria remarked in response to Montressor's question. To return the favor perhaps she asked "I don't quite understand the entertainment value this mask provides....would you care to explain that to me?" She truly had poor understanding of peoples curiosity what she understood of humans was probably the more corrupt side of them. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 23:29:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Just think back to the old professional wrestlers who got popular by painting themselves up or hiding their faces. Masks add a sense of mystery that people leave to keep following, hoping that one day the mask'll come off and they'll find out what the person underneath looks and acts like. Will I ever take my mask off and answer that curiosity? I don't know, maybe. But until then, it keeps people paying attention long enough that I can build up a solid foundation for my career."<br><br>Montresor leaned back and smirked. "Plus, I may have other reasons for not wanting to reveal my identity, you know."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 23:33:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I......see" Illyria muttered as a new light on human nature was exposed to her. "to think I had always believed you wore that thing for practicality..." she moved on hand to her chin in thought. It seemed to her that humans were more complex than she had been led to believe over the years. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 23:58:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Montresor scratched at his chin curiously, a bit surprised by her reaction. Was she really as out-of-touch with humanity as she acted? How was that possible? "No practicality in wearing armor when you're already inside a fortified cockpit. That's why it's easy for us to pick out our own styles and pull stunts like this. Just imagine if the redhead here wore a bikini to one match. She'd have half the planet joining her fan club!" he joked, poking fun at Jillian's largest demographic of fans. Hopefully the joke wouldn't sail over the strange girl's head.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>12-05-2011, 00:05:29</strong>
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				Mira was content to just let Beth and Jareth talk it out while she listened. Jareth had put her in another one of her contemplative states where she questioned if all this effort was really worth the eventual payoff. She had invested so much time, effort, and passion into learning how to hold her own in an MW that she hardly had a life outside of it. Every now and again, she'd just get to the point where she questioned if the end result was worth it. She could easily just go get a job at a mechanic shop somewhere, spend all of her days repairing MWs instead of trying to force herself to fight in them, and be perfectly content.<br><br>Yet here she was, always moving forward...<br><br>...........................<br><br>Jillian let out something that sounded like a hybrid between a laugh and a grunt as she heard Montresor speak his joke about her fan base. "Yeah, like the people in question really couldn't just go online and look up some naked body with my face plastered on it. I swear, people make me sick sometimes"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>12-05-2011, 00:09:28</strong>
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				Montresor chuckled and put his feet up on the bench on his side of the table. "Yeah, but they know that's not your real body, so that's not very exciting. Giving them just the littlest peek at what you've really got going on would drive them crazy for real. Not that I'm really saying you should objectify yourself like that unless you're only in this for the money, which you don't seem to be." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>12-05-2011, 00:12:52</strong>
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				Jillian opened one of her eyes a little when he mentioned something about doing it for the money. "Money earned through such measures are pointless. It would only make me a few steps higher up the ladder then a common stripper, showing skin for money, pathetic. I'm going to do my thing the proper way, by working hard until I get what I want through legitimate effort. To do anything less would be a total disgrace to- well... yeah."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>12-05-2011, 00:21:36</strong>
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				Since Montresor wasn't too deeply invested in this conversation, he didn't catch that little slip-up toward the end. "Well, good for you. That puts you higher than any of those female pilots who do things like that on the side for a few extra hundred grand or so. No respect for themselves. That's why they never get anywhere."<br><br>The masked pilot's attention was drawn away as he spotted a woman waving for his attention a short distance away. She had deep purple hair and incredibly deep blue eyes and was dressed more like a casual civilian than all of the professional pilots around. "Looks like I'm going to have to leave you two now. Good luck in the prelims. Oh, and thanks for the smoothie." Leaving the two women until next time they spoke, he went over to join the violet-haired girl, who glanced back at Jillian and Illyria once before heading out of the park with Monty.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>12-05-2011, 01:06:21</strong>
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				“Of course, ‘target practice’ is only a good term for something that’s easy to damage,” Beth said to Jareth. “The footage I saw made it clear your MW can really soak up punishment. On the other hand, there are always weak points to exploit.” She smiled mischievously. “That’s what I love about this sport—you never know for sure who’s going to win, or how. There’s just so many different kinds of mechs, not to mention pilots, terrain, tactics. And let’s face it, sheer luck is always a factor as well.”<br><br>“Admittedly, there’s less fun sides to the sport, like dealing with the media. Have either of you guys done any press yet? Seen any crazy tabloid rumors?” She looked to Mira. “You can bet people will be referencing your family a lot when they talk about you, but don’t let them get to you—most shows and commentators are just looking for ratings, who knows if they even believe half the crazy stuff they say. Anyway, you’re your own person, and you should be judged on your own merits—always remember that.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>12-05-2011, 01:15:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mira actually found herself smiling broadly at Beth's words about how she should be judged for her own merits instead of being constantly compared to the two superior pilots of the family. She nodded, feeling a little bit of her energy come back from the deadly combination of pizza grease and self mental abuse. "Thank you, ma'am. If only the rest of the world saw things your way, I think I'd be able to handle the pressure a whole lot better."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>12-05-2011, 01:27:50</strong>
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				“‘Ma’am?’” Beth said to Mira in surprise, and then laughed. “I know I’ve been at this a while, but I’m not that much older than you. You’ve wounded me more gravely than any plasma cannon could, my dear.” She smiled to show that she was just teasing the younger woman.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>12-05-2011, 01:34:44</strong>
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				Mira giggled lightly and nodded to show that she got the message. "Then it's all going according to plan, then." She winked at Beth and grabbed towards the slice of pizza in front of her before she recalled what a mistake the first few bites had been, when she simply waved the lump of grease off and pushed the plate away. "Blech."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>12-05-2011, 02:06:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I can honestly say I did not see that one coming" Illyria muttered with a shrug before turning back to Jillian "well then I suppose I'll be on my way" With that she bid Jillian farewell.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>12-05-2011, 08:16:42</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=106394.msg4629444#msg4629444">Quote from: Joslyn on 12-05-2011, 01:06:21</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">“Of course, ‘target practice’ is only a good term for something that’s easy to damage,” Beth said to Jareth. “The footage I saw made it clear your MW can really soak up punishment. On the other hand, there are always weak points to exploit.” She smiled mischievously. “That’s what I love about this sport—you never know for sure who’s going to win, or how. There’s just so many different kinds of mechs, not to mention pilots, terrain, tactics. And let’s face it, sheer luck is always a factor as well.”<br><br>“Admittedly, there’s less fun sides to the sport, like dealing with the media. Have either of you guys done any press yet? Seen any crazy tabloid rumors?” She looked to Mira. “You can bet people will be referencing your family a lot when they talk about you, but don’t let them get to you—most shows and commentators are just looking for ratings, who knows if they even believe half the crazy stuff they say. Anyway, you’re your own person, and you should be judged on your own merits—always remember that.”<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Jareth nods and when Beth asks about media he asks; "Does punching reporter in front of camera to knock him out count as media? Eversince that accident requests for interviews dropped but got rather nasty tabloids but I do not mind them much. The reporter was asshole and he literally begged my fists punch him when he started make questions and comments even when I said I was not interested for interview." Jareth kept for himself his true feelings what he had regards the sports and whole baggage which went around with it. If it would be plain competition between mechs it would be all okay for him. But it had lots other business running around it and corporations, media and other shit which made him irk. Especially the greasy handed corporations which want milk much money as possible.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>12-05-2011, 09:18:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Beth arched an eyebrow at Jareth after hearing his story. “Now there’s an...unorthodox solution to rude reporters. Reminds me of something my wife used to say: ‘Violence is never the best solution, but it’s always <em>a</em> solution.’” She smiled slightly over those memories—for all the pain she had been through lately, the good times far outweighed the bad.<br><br>The pilot was then briefly distracted by Mira when she giggled and then winked. <em>She looks so cute when she smiles.</em> This thought was immediately followed by a sharp pang of guilt. Beth did not know what to do when she felt this way. On the one hand, it seemed stupid to internally beat herself up over a perfectly normal emotion. On the other, feelings of attraction just reminded her of how she still sometimes felt like she was dying inside without Melissa.<br><br>Regardless, Beth was all for making friends, and Mira seemed like a nice person to spend time with. “Mira, I just had a thought. A week from this Friday I’m doing this public service announcement to raise awareness for Chilton’s Syndrome—I don’t know if you heard of that one, it’s a severe neurological disorder that was caused by careless genetic engineering on the part of GeneCorp. Anyway, the announcement is also in support of a boycott against GeneCorp until they admit responsibility and pay restitution to the victims’ families.<br><br>“I don’t know how you feel about using your family name for the sake of a cause, but I figure it would really be helpful to have a Malrain involved in the spot. Also, I’ve been to these sorts of things before and the craft services are always really good.” She gave a slight smile. “Are you interested?”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>12-05-2011, 14:11:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mira's eyes widened a little when she heard about this neurological disorder, she had absolutely no idea that genetic engineering could be so dangerous. In retrospect, the idea of digging around in a person's mind and altering them for increased performance seemed a bit dangerous, but the craft had been around since long before Mira was born, so to her it was just another science, not unlike any other. However, after hearing that people were suffering because of it, Mira felt a light shiver slide down her spine. She found herself nodding at Beth's request to show up at the rally, her face getting a bit more serious. "Yes, of course. I would be happy to be there for such a cause. And I'm saying yes to this as Mira, not Malrain."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>12-05-2011, 16:52:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“That’s great,” Beth told Mira. “It’s such a shame about GeneCorp—they’ve done a lot of good in their history, but lately they’d rather falsify clinical trials than abandon a project. That sad truth is, it’s more profitable for them to cripple a few thousand people and pay settlements years later than give up on something they’ve researched for a decade. Maybe we can help change all that with the boycott.<br><br>“By the way, I didn’t intend anything disrespectful by bringing your family name into it. But this is a chance to influence the media narrative about you before it starts. You did imply that your family connection upsets you sometimes, so it might be less stressful for you if people consider you ‘the socially responsible one in the family’ rather than something more negative. I wish they wouldn’t try to slap some simplistic label on you in the first place, but unfortunately there’s not much chance of that.”<br><br>Beth’s comm beeped, and she looked at the screen. “Ah, looks like they’re finally calling my number. Both of you, have a good day and a good season.” She lingers a moment to hear any goodbyes and then heads for the building.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>12-05-2011, 17:23:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mira thought deeply on Beth's words, to think that companies would bring such pain on people for their own benefit... She realized that taking part in a rally against such things was only the right thing to do, and she wasn't going to let this chance to distinguish herself from her father and brother pass her by. As Beth backed up, she nodded with a rather serious look in her eye.<br>"Give me a time and place, and I'll be there."<br><br>With that, she said her goodbyes to Beth and looked up at the screen.<br>"Almost my turn... finally."<br><br>She turned her attention back to Jareth, her eyes carrying a flicker of confusion, and her voice got a bit lighter.<br>"What were we talking about before?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>12-05-2011, 17:53:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jareth listened Beth and was quiet to wait Mira's reply. Respecting her choice on the matter. When Mira makes his question he smiles and replies; "Talked about hobbies. I asked do you mind hear some suggestions from me what you could pick up when you got spare time to try?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>12-05-2011, 17:59:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mira nodded, recalling that her only real passion in life was working with MWs, if Jarerh could find something else enough to keep Mira entertained by other means, she would be very grateful. With a light smile on her face, she replied to him.<br>"Yes please. What do you have in mind?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>12-05-2011, 18:18:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jareth thinks for moment and replies; "Consider your passion for MW's and strategic combat.....have you thinked perhaps pick as hobby to construct miniature MW models? Perhaps pick it hobby to build foe's MW's to see how they are structured or construct older type MW's for insights? Of course it pales to see actual MW build but it should help see the MW's in three dimensional way and perhaps while building you could discover new way add some part to your own MW. The engineers in past, the gifted ones, played with toys called lego's. They followed instructions build from lego's constructs while creative ones builded own creations from said parts which you cannot force together. Second hobby what comes in mind is old ancient game what generals in Japan used to play improve strategic thinking; <em>Shogi</em>. It's like chess but it has some quirks what normal chess does not have which adds more to game depth."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>12-05-2011, 18:29:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Hachi was enjoying the weather&nbsp; out until he laid eyes on Illyria. The cheerful mechanic remembered her from the previous 2 seasons and made way to avoid accidently blocking her path. Even he had some conciousness of her cold aura. once she was passed he sighed in relief but then went back on his stroll. He saw Beth "Railgun" Raines, Jareth, and Mira and smiled. He wasn't going to interrupt their conversation because that would be rude.<br><br>He sat down near by and reached into the pouch he carried. He pulled out a small wind up toy and smiled. built inside of it was for all intents and purposes fire works. the toy would fly around until the key stopped and then.....BOOM! he grinned as he wound it up and let it loose. It flew up a bit and then over the three other pilots where it flapped around for about 30 seconds before exploding into a myriad of colors.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>12-05-2011, 19:02:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mira listened to his suggestions quietly, only speaking once he had finished with his two suggestions. "I dunno... building models would feel too much like playing with toys for me. As for the mind game, I suppose that I could learn how to play when I've got a little more time on my- Aah!"<br><br>Mira was cut off as a firework erupted overhead, startling her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>12-05-2011, 19:14:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jareth likewise was startled, but then chuckled when he saw it was just fireworks and says; "Well, it seems someone is bored. Well playing with toys should not be thinked as child thing, as adults people play often varied toys but more often more mature toys. Do you remember anything from your childhood which you had carried over as adult?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>12-05-2011, 19:20:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mira found herself blushing a little as she realized that the two of them simply had fireworks overhead. Then, she fumbled with her thumbs as he asked her if anything from her childhood carried over into her adulthood. She was actually rather embarrassed by what she was about to say.<br>"Actually... um... Not a whole lot carried over throughout the years. Believe it or not, I actually used to be a bit of a girly girl before I got into mechanics."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>12-05-2011, 19:46:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Hachi laughed as he saw the two react then rose up to speak he was laughing as he did so "Sorry about that....your right boredom is a bit of a problem"&nbsp; He was being sincere in his apology but at the same time he was still enjoying himself. A bit of last minute fratranizing could be fun as far as he was concerned. His cheerful disposition evident.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>12-05-2011, 20:51:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jareth smiled what Mira said and he replied; "Yeah, I remember from old holograms you wore quite cute blue dress as child. Not saying all sweaty oil soaked sexy mechanic and hot sex inside mech not being one my fantasies, but I also like women wearing femine clothes too. Stockings, corsets. I guess my fascination and whole life study in history has grown me fancy on those girly girly traits and stuff in women." When Hachi showed up he replied; "No problems, it was quite shock awakener that one. Boredom is indeed problem, I have done my match already and not sure do I go get second go or not as I did strategic fight at first."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>12-05-2011, 21:02:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mira groaned and put her head down without saying a word as Haichi interrupted their conversation at the worst possible time. Mira doubted she looked very sexy when she just got done working on a mech, but hey, if that's what he was in to...<br><br>Nonetheless, he had made her rather flustered with his words, so perhaps the goofy fireworks Guy butting in was doing her a favor. She wasn't in much of a mood to repeat the incident at the park bench, which still made her heart skip a beat when she thought about it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>13-05-2011, 22:31:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"If I'd known it fly this way I woulda warned you....but with these things you never can tell where they are gonna go" Hachi smiled "You can call me Hachi by the way"&nbsp; He extended his hand to the both of the other pilots. His cheery face grinned at the two.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>13-05-2011, 22:40:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mira turned to shake Haichi's hand, and while her head was turned, she happened to glance up at the screen and see that her number was up. She rose from her chair quickly, making her handshake with Haichi a rather hurried one as she started to move away.<br>"Alright, it's paperwork time for me. Nice to meet you Haichi, and Jareth... um..."<br><br>She brushed a hand through her hair and turned away as she started down the path towards the headquarters.<br>"Don't be a stranger, got it?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>14-05-2011, 19:40:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jareth moved likewise shake hand, seeing Mira rush to get to make paper work when her line number was vastly approaching. When she said not to be stranger he replied; "Same back to you!" Turning attention to Hachi and asked; "Done your pre-match yet? Anycase indeed, those rockets go lots of off when fired. But fun see them dancing around the floor before they leap up."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>14-05-2011, 21:29:31</strong>
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				Hachi laughed at Jeth's words after watching Mira dash off. "Well suffice to say i've still got a hell of a wait before i get anywhere today" He&nbsp; Didn't mind really after all it gave him plenty of time to mess around. "Yeah these things are fun to watch dance but people's reactions are even better"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>16-05-2011, 18:39:42</strong>
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				<strong>How this works</strong><br>- Some of you wanted the chance to wipe the floor with some NPC mooks? Now's your chance. This section will allow you to write narrative battles with you controlling both your character, and the opponents, the battle going however you want it to. If you want to battle against another player, that can be arranged very easily. Just request a challenge in the OOC thread or though PM, and have the two characters go head to head. Also, fighting isn't everything that has to take place during this section of the RP, if you want to arrange events that aren't related to the battlefield, that's easily arranged as well, with a few words in the OOC thread.<br><br>Any questions can be taken to the OOC thread, I'll do my best to keep this as simple as possible.<br><br>..................................................................................................<br><br>And so the sign ups came to a close. Many people were rejected of their chance to join the most famous and massive of all Mech federations, but many were also able to get in and start their path anew. For so many MBF pilots this was little more then busy work, a day long hassle that wouldn't effect anything, but for so many others, this would be their one shot, their first real chance to make a name for themselves and stand among the elite who called this a mere formality.<br><br>And so, after a week of numbers crunching and information processing, the preliminaries began.<br><br>The preliminaries was a 3 month long process of pitting pilots against one another to gauge their abilities and more properly pit them against opponents that would put up a good fight. The process was a simple one, from the end of the pilots, anyway. First, the people hidden behind closed doors would pick opponents off a formula, call in the fighters, and give them 2 days warning to get their bearings together before having them come down to the MBF main fighting arena, where the pilots would take part in battles to assess their strength. Most pilots could expect to be called in to fight once every couple of weeks, some less, some more. Typically, the preliminaries were what separated the aces from the average pilots, the preliminaries were as far as many, many mediocre fighters would face the end of their journey. <br><br>...<br><br>Mira shivered as she snapped her phone shut and slipped it back into her purse. It had only been three days since the end of the sign ups and she had already been scheduled for her first match. Of course, she understood that the MBF had to start SOMEWHERE, but did they really have to pit her against Jareth and his monstrosity? Mira gently rested her head against the wall, something HAD to be going on behind the scenes, for a matchup like this to take place. Jareth had seemed like a good guy during their rather brief encounter, if a bit... forward. Still, the reports that Ruby had shown her lingered in the back of her mind, and she wasn't looking forward to pitting herself against such a massive and powerful machine.<br><br>She sat down at her workbench, a blank piece of paper laying on top of it, and a pen in her hand.<br>"Let's see here... It's big, but it's slow and it doesn't have long range weaponry. As Jareth himself put it, he was 'target practice'. So, if I were to bring the bazooka, I could hit him from afar. I would love to use my plasma cannons, but those recordings clearly demonstrated that his machine is plasma resistant... So, I need to hit him with explosives, and hope to get past that shell."<br><br>She continued to vocalize her thoughts, she found that it helped her retain the information better then if she simply thought about it.<br>"Ah, hah! I'm faster then he is! So if I can get in close with the flail, I can hit him hard AND stay on the move, perfect!"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>16-05-2011, 21:42:16</strong>
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				Jareth sighed when he heard the news in cellphone and said; "Alright, fine, yep, understood." He clicks it and closes it while he takes cigarette on his lips, lighting it up and deeply inhaling he blows smoke.<br><br><em>Why Mira? Perhaps newbie vs newbie for league rankings I guess.</em><br><br>Jareth disliked the choice, as he would not liked start off have match with her after such nice encounter her with registration's. He however started watch former holovids of her matches to check her setups, as she's trickier to read than other mechs as she can adjust her mech as he does.<br><br><em>Hmmm, know my enemy while knowing myself eh?</em><br><br>Jareth knows Mira would analyze everything she knows about Jareth's mech and try counter it.<br><br><em>Hmmm, she knows I am slow, so she likely will focus on ranged weapons. I see plasma there...no issue. Bazooka tough.....hmmm, I add that part in. What for second slot? Oh, she's got flail I see! Well, if she plans close in with that and use quick hit and run, then I need halt her. Hmmm, use sonar....</em><br><br>Jareth at first disliked idea use sonar and instead thinked use grenade launcher or perhaps tripwire, but he shook his head and say; "No mercy in war, is that not right pops?" He looked pic of his parents and himself in their last trip three years ago, in Rome visiting dozen churches and museums and such. He writes down to add sonar cannon as his backup plan if Mira plans get close to him and seems faster than his charge boosters.<br><br><span class="bbc_u"><strong>In match day</strong></span><br><br>Jareth climbs up to his mech, seals the hatch inside as it's security measure. He turns up some music on to play help him build mood to fight, damn hell he's needing motivation sure. Despite his devotion to his cause. He plays song which he heard in one old ancient video games, a undying classic. His luck he found original in father's museum so he started play it.<br><br>Final Fantasy VIII - The Man with the Machine Gun [HQ] (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3jho-peCAKs#)<br><br>While music is playing he listens the music until he hears hall bell ring loudly, it was time start up engines and go. While cigarette in mouth he flicks his switches on and readies and warms up his mech to run while hall doors slide open. Soon activation light goes on his mech's head and he starts thundering loud walk out from the hall, needing hunch over forward to fit out from the hall into the field. Now field was structured like miniature city, the sky towers and large buildings will form obstacle to moving. A clumsy moving for Jareth but he can push through sheer mass and weight the concrete. He spots Mira's mech, seeing her flail he smiles.<br><br><em>I knew it.</em><br><br>He activates Netcom,a sharp beep heard from Mira's comlink for permission to form connection. Once given permission a Jareth's voice is heard through when he says; "Hello lovely, looking gorgeous today. Truth said I hate beat adorable gals like you so how sounds we make a personal bet for this match to make things more interesting hmmm?" Jareth walks his mech and makes it stand by ready mode. He readies his massive build ancient mech rifle, filled with armor penetration rounds. A building aimed test fire is done to one buildings which shatters a wall down when ammunition hits. He taps his gun gently and gives thumbs up to his tech team that all systems were online and he's ready go once his little chat is over with Mira.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>16-05-2011, 21:47:48</strong>
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				Mira had outfitted the Einenlancer with the missile pods strapped to the back and shoulders, and the flail wrapped around her waist with the ball attached to her lower back. Aside from the two massive plasma cannons that were permanently attached to the lancer's back, there weren't any plasma weapons to be found. She had decided against the bazooka, since it would only slow her down more. Having more then one heavy weapon attached at a time was dangerous territory for Mira, especially in a fight like this. She was rather confident in her strategy to outmaneuver her opponent, so she was more then willing to listen to whatever silly bet he had going.<br>"Oh really? Name your terms."<br><br>This was going to be interesting.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>16-05-2011, 21:53:55</strong>
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				Jareth voice is heard from the Netcom and he replies to Mira's words; "Yeah, how sounds if I beat your ass today you agree go date with me. Endure one day my company if you will. Feel free name prize what you want if you happen win instead sweet cheeks."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>16-05-2011, 21:57:37</strong>
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				Mira rolled her eyes and performed a weapons check, just to totally ensure that everything was operating up to spec as she shot back at his bet. "First off, call me sweet cheeks one more time and I'm going to hit you. Secondly, you're on. You win, it's one free date. I win, and I get to take a good long look at that mech of yours, and analyze it for as long as I want."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>16-05-2011, 22:01:57</strong>
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				Jareth replies in Netcom; "Alright, fine with that. Let's roll baby!" Instant Jareth's mech started move, a slow jog alike march which is far slower than any present mechs movements but faster than present mech's walking speed. The battlefield is shaking up from loud clanging thundering sound of steel foot slamming down to concrete road. He raises his rifle in two hands, aims and unleashes bright halo of armor penetration rounds towards Mira, to see out how well she can dodge or block armor penetration bullets! Jareth activates the anti-missile turret in his shoulder, readying snipe off any missile projectiles once they come in reach in his radar and automatic rapid firing system aims on tip of the missile and attempts make it explode and break before it reaches contact with his mech. Unable block all but better block some than none.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>16-05-2011, 22:07:45</strong>
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				"right."<br><br>The first thing that Mira did was take cover behind some of the natural terrain to stop the bullets before they came into contact with her machine. She took a deep breath to calm herself down before she waited out the hail of bullets and emerged from her cover. The canister on her right shoulder opened and three missiles launched out and fired towards Jareth. This was more of a test then anything else, Mira wanted to see just how good his anti missile defenses were. If he was capable of shooting them down, they would still provide an adequate distraction, but if he couldn't manage to get them all, then Mira had a first wave of attack on her hands. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>16-05-2011, 22:18:14</strong>
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				Jareth saw Mira take cover, he kept his steady fire from his rifle. Eatting away on her cover and crumble it slowly from other side but it will take more than he has bullets collapse it down. But at least Mira keeps low. He saw the three missile launch towards him! His turret aims and fixes upon first one, rapid firing it fires first missile off into pieces. Second was closer and exploded! The third almost hit on Jareth but turret fired and succeed destroy it but it was hair's trigger from missile hitting Jareth and instead Jareth got merely after burns from said missile, which scorched his armor but left no damage on him otherwise. So it seems turret works against three missiles tops, fourth and other missiles hitting in if Mira launches more than three at once.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>16-05-2011, 22:24:41</strong>
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				Mira took due note that he had only just barely stopped the third missile, and she found herself suddenly wishing that she had packed a long range assault weapon, like her gatling gun. But again, that would have only slowed her down even more, so it was likely for the best that she left all that stuff off the battlefield. Mira decided to wait for a vulnerable spot to appear in his attack, and endure the storm as he continued to fire wave after wave of bullets at her. She was able to bob and weave her way out of most of them, but she still did take the occassional odd bullet to the arm or the leg. <br><br>Still, she just had to endure the storm and wait for a chink in the armor to present itself, then, Mira would strike.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>16-05-2011, 22:41:39</strong>
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				After ten more days to rest and prepare himself for the upcoming season, Montresor received the call to let him know that his very first match of his fourth year had been scheduled for two days from now. Normally, the masked pilot wouldn't have considered this early battle very important or even worth making any extra preparations over. That was, until the bland registration worker on the other end of the line told him who he was being put up against. As the name was spoken, the young man shivered and thought back on something for a couple seconds before asking for the location of the match and hanging up.<br><br>---<br><br>Forty-eight and some hours later, the Terror Grand arrived in the designated combat zone and glided over to the assigned starting position. The chosen environment was a favorite of both many of the pilots and of the crowd, as it carried more atmosphere and beauty than most; on one side, an endless desert sea of sand dunes and windy ridges, on the other, an actual sea of deep blue water, with the two meeting at the middle to form a glittering beach that continually crashed with gentle waves. It was night, and an artificially created aurora shown brightly beneath the stars and provided a calming green light over the battlefield.<br><br>Opposite Montresor, the predetermined opponent was already in position and waiting. Not surprising, since he had probably been waiting for this match for three years. His Mobile Weapon, the Ballista 10 (http://www.mahq.net/mecha/gundam/unicorn-ova/rgm-89s.jpg), was more fully armed than it had been when Montresor had last seen it. This time, he and the TG would be facing it in a standard, one-on-one pure duel, no doubt a match orchestrated by someone higher up to amuse themselves. That, or the other pilot had paid someone off to get placed against Monty, which was just as likely. Looking back, maybe he had earned this by acting too rash.<br><br><em>The young pilot was nervous and sweating almost profusely inside of his cockpit, a fact that grew steadily more irritating as the damned mask he was told to wear prevented him from wiping any of it away. It was too late to turn back now, having already arrived at his first preliminary match ever, the first and last chance a Mech Battling Federation newcomer like him would ever get. The setting was a tropical rainforest, and the game just happened to be Fragile Package, a fairly new pair-based objective match that allowed for less skilled or experienced pilots to play with, as well as against, elites. <br><br>The Carrier, the job usually designated to the less skilled of the pair, would have to carry and protect a large carbon sphere with a fiberglass frame and sensor at the core. If the frame was destroyed, the team lost. The other pilot was given the job of Protector. The Protector's job was far more strenuous, as they had to both protect the battle-handicapped Carrier and try to destroy the other team's package the same time. Needless to say, the newbie Montresor was given the job of Carrier, though he wasn't nearly as upset about the assignment as his designated teammate was.<br><br>Tanner Morgen, pilot of the increasingly popular Ballista 10 mech, particularly well-known for his complete lack of team skills. The man was an asshole, but he had the promise to become a champion someday, so he remained popular and earned more media exposure every season. As high up in the ranks as he was, he wasn't pleased at all to be playing Protector to some greenhorn with a stupid mask, even if it was just for a preliminary match. "Listen you little creep," he hissed over the SATCOM, "I'm not here to help you get anywhere in this league, so just go hide somewhere and let the real man handle this.</em><br><br>"You ready to face me for real, you smug piece of shit?" Tanner hissed over the NETCOM, the improved Ballista 10 shifting the sand around as it bent its knees slightly in anticipation of the fight. <br><br>"It's been three years, Tanner," Montresor answered without much interest in his voice. "I've been getting better and wiping the floor with 'elites' like you all over the place, and you've just gone and painted your mech a prettier shade of green. This is going to be a joke."<br><br>The countdown from the announcers interrupted them. Three, two, one, the fight began.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 09:11:27</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=106394.msg4653078#msg4653078">Quote from: DemonWing01 on 16-05-2011, 22:24:41</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Mira took due note that he had only just barely stopped the third missile, and she found herself suddenly wishing that she had packed a long range assault weapon, like her gatling gun. But again, that would have only slowed her down even more, so it was likely for the best that she left all that stuff off the battlefield. Mira decided to wait for a vulnerable spot to appear in his attack, and endure the storm as he continued to fire wave after wave of bullets at her. She was able to bob and weave her way out of most of them, but she still did take the occassional odd bullet to the arm or the leg. <br><br>Still, she just had to endure the storm and wait for a chink in the armor to present itself, then, Mira would strike.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Jareth continued the barrage of the bullets. He did not keep his rifle automatic but more fire five shots each time he pulls the trigger, so he is not wasting bullets to keep suppressing fire which keeps Mira in cover. He slowly approaches to close combat range, guessing she is waiting opportunity to strike out.<br><br><em>Well, let's give her one to see what card she plays out.</em><br><br>Jareth starts go slowly around her cover, keeping distance to her. But Jareth made it on purpose very slow, feign that his mech is clumsy to turn when in truth it was not. He showed off his known vulnerable spot; backs of his legs. Most his body is armored, even on joints, but backs of his knees in mech were unprotected for purely functional reasons. Jareth charged up his sonar cannon ready and readying for one his quickest combat turns in his life. He just needs lure Mira close.....
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 14:39:36</strong>
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				Mira just stopped and took note of the fact that the giant machine turned around rather clumsily, but she couldn't possibly fathom the reason that Jareth would want to turn in such a way that it showed off the obviously under armored back of his legs. Now Mira REALLY wished that she had packed that bazooka, this could have been game if she had brought different weaponry. Still, she had enough firepower to make this happen with her missile pods and her flail.<br><br>Of course, she still needed to get past a hail of bullets before she was able to make any kind of real move, but she figured that his guns would just overheat or run out of ammo eventually, so she would just wait for the firing to stop before she launched a full missile barrage for distraction, and get in close enough to rock his knees with the flail. According to her assessment, his MW was a lot slower then hers, so as long as she was able to avoid catastrophic punch from the video, she would be set. Of course, she had no knowledge whatsoever of the sonar cannon that Jareth packed, or her plans would have changed significantly.<br><br>As soon as the firing stopped, Mira cut off her actions of ducking and weaving from cover to cover, and she sprang up, unleashing a 9 missiles before she boosted forward and grabbed the flail. She started to swing the chain and get some momentum in the ball, and she moved to get behind him and launch the massive ball right at one of the leg joints.<br><br>Yet, even though she had put this plan together herself, something nagged at the back of her head while she moved to strike... This seemed too easy...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 16:40:16</strong>
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				Jareth saw the missiles coming! He his anti-missile turret was firing to the missiles but the amount far surpassed it's ability deflect missiles. So Jareth lifted rifle and stood still and started fire off missiles with aid of his rifle! His rifle resists overheating quite well and especially half-automated mode. But he turned instantly full auto and started spray and pray action, hoping hit missiles while they flew so he can negate more than three.<br><br>Mira reached to behind him, she swung back her flail and moved to strike backs of his knees.....but suddenly head of Jareth's mech turned 180 degrees, looking Mira. Then short moment later Mira is hit powerful shockwave of pain! A loud ringing sound reaches to her ears and she feels how the sounds makes her delicate brains hurt! The sounds makes her whole body hum and scream in pain! Meanwhile Jareth fires rifle and missile turret, only two missiles got through from the steel barrage but neither missile caused critical damage. Jareth quickly flipped switches.<br><br><em>She's not stunned for long so need make this quick!</em><br><br>Jareth activates the turbo boosters in his legs, his engine screaming warning about overheat but he activates the small jets in his legs and soon makes quick spin in air, and starting rush towards Mira quickly as he can while holding his free fist back. A red spark forming into tip of his fist and crackling expanding wider as he rushes towards Mira!
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 16:45:40</strong>
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				Mira thought that she had him, even though she fought against her own mind as a warning flare that things were going too well, that this loophole simply too good to be true. When the machine snapped around, Mira's eyes widened in dismay. She quickly dropped the flail and tried to pull backwards, but a hellish sound filled her cockpit, no, it was deeper then that. It was almost as though something was clawing directly into her brain. She dropped the controls and started to scream in pain, clutching her head and shaking it furiously. She was unaware of the fact that NETCOM was still activated, and that everybody outside of her mech could hear her screams of agony at the furious shockwave that intruded on her mind while her mech stood helpless to defend itself with nobody to control it.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 17:16:51</strong>
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				The shockwave had already stopped few seconds ago but it did not stop the after effect. Hearing her screams made Jareth grimace while watching from screen approaching rapidly towards helpless mech.<br><br><em>I am sorry, Mira.</em><br><br>Jareth fist was fully charged! Rippling with red energy he then slams while shouting loud through Netcom; "King's fist!" It was his nickname for the attack, like from cheeky anime movies centuries ago. Also this maneuver is something what none other mech can do so it's proper to give it nice name. King's fist could be perhaps someday in Hall of Fame named most lethal close combat attack in MBF history, but he would more name sonar cannon as his true dangerous weapon. If he aims to chest, it would cause passenger chamber crush on itself, like a tin can, around the pilot. That in war would had been killing move. But instead he slams his fist against stomach of the mech, where power supply is and major energy lines. Even before his fist connected physically it warped and twisted mech structure by red energy what covered the fist. When it connected it felt like massive industrial drill drilled through the stomach section of the mech, but red energy exploded through all energy lines, making all limbs warp and twist until they exploded from inside! Blasting surface structure after ripping inside of the mech's skeletal metal frame! It would be same as if in human every bone would twist and tear muscles apart and then explode each and every bone, expect heart.<br><br>With popping loud explosions Mira's mech falls down on ground, ruined by the fist attack which caused 95% damage to her mech, only intact part was the tiny pilot area where she was. The medical squad had heard her screams earlier and had too late call match off before it had been finished already. Match was called, Jareth as winner but rapidly ambulances and tech teams drive on scene along with pair of maintenance mechs which are meant to carry her mech away, as it's clear her mech is completely ruined and will be for long while. Her hatch will be opened and her condition quickly checked, but with quick bio scans only show signs of extreme headache and nausea. No harm to her brain, blood vessels nor bone structure in her skull. Only severe damage to her eardrums but nothing what antibiotics would not fix.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 17:33:31</strong>
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				It would be about three hours before Mira woke up, as she was knocked unconscious by the incredible blast attack that she had taken. At first, she just rubbed her head lightly and groaned, unsure about what happened with the battle. She started to recall a violent stinging in her head, just before she completely blacked out. She sunk her head down at the revelation that she had lost, lucky for her, she didn't know just HOW badly she had been defeated.<br><br>Due to what appeared to be a resounding win by Jareth, with Mira being little more then a training session for him, her continuation within the MBF was thrown into question, rather she was a Malrain or not. Officials behind closed doors deeply considered giving her the axe, but eventually decided to give her one more match to attempt to redeem herself.<br><br>It wouldn't be long after that the results of the battle, and the footage of the devastation, were made public. As she watched the replay from her hospital bed, Mira was horrified to see that her mech was utterly demolished from the inside out. Her heart sank low in her chest and her entire composure got more relaxed, the fact that she'd be going on a date with Jareth was the farthest thought on her mind.<br>"... I'm sorry, Einenlancer... I guess I really am a failure..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 17:58:59</strong>
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				Jareth smoked in the garage, where his mech is backed up for transport to his factory for repairs from missiles and re-ammunition. He had heard some techs talk that behind big screens the officers did not give much promise for Mira continuity to the season with present performance. Jareth sighs.<br><br><em>I am horribly sorry Mira, but it would been devil's care for going too gentle with you. The corporation hired pilots are ruthless and some do not play fair.</em><br><br>Altough Jareth had said date to be winning off the bet, like a prize but Jareth felt bad for Mira and he planned make up for her in the date. So after he heard she has recovered he felt relieved she was fine. Altough he had tuned down the cannon it is not 100% sure for sending someone to coma if enough pressure is affecting person's mind. After fourth day since accident he sends hologram message to Mira, try disguise his feel of guilt with bit his usual flirty charm and says; "Morning Mira! I hope you have recovered well? You do happen remember the bet? I know it's bit weird go date with guy who had send you to hospital for three days but media is all hot about it in news and tabloids. So I do not want give you reputation as woman who does not hold your word so I send reminder. Anycase I pick you up tomorrow in 8:00 AM, you name the place. Oh, also I would like see you in dress, after all it's special occasion and I think you would look hot in one. Anycase I have something in mind what you may like but it's surprise so do not start think I plan kidnap you if I give you a blindfold."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 18:23:01</strong>
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				Mira had been released to go home after an overnight stay to make sure that everything was okay with her, though her attitude didn't improve at all over the next three days. She often went to check up on the repairs of Einenlancer, though the wreckage that remained was only a harsh reminder of her bitter defeat. She stared at the head in particular, remembering the first day that the lancer came in for her. She had never seen anything so beautiful, so powerful. And the best part about it was that it belonged to her. Einenlancer was, Mira's mech, her baby.<br><br>And now it was nothing more then a slag heap. <br><br>Mira turned her head away and had to activy fight back tears at her failure, at her loss, before she went back home to discover a message from Jareth. She clicked it open, and she saw that stupid, goofy, flirtatious face of his as though nothing happened. She didn't even let the entire message play before she turned it off and walked out of her room.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 18:29:02</strong>
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				"Tch. Who wears a dress to a breakfast date?" asked a voice from the door before a very pretty black-haired woman (http://i220.photobucket.com/albums/dd157/outofthebluerandomluv/Anime%20Girls/sachienormal_green_eyes.jpg) in a white, skirted business outfit walked into the hospital and took a seat by the bed. Though Mira had never seen this woman before in her life, she acted as if she knew the younger woman well enough. "If you ask me, you should stand that bastard up for still wanting the date without even apologizing, but I can't decide for you."<br><br>The woman scoffed again at Jareth's behavior and started to look through a small notebook for something. "Anyway, you've got one more shot to make up for that, so you'd better get some serious prep work going."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 18:37:02</strong>
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				(Mira is home now)<br><br>Mira loomed up at the black haired woman, tilting her head lightly in confusion. Still, she had come in on a good note by giving Mira a little bit of her spine back. If Jareth really thought his behavior was acceptable, he had another thing coming.<br><br>Mira's morale sunk again at the sound of having just one more chance.<br>"Sorry, but I don't think all the preparation in the world can save me now... Ms...."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 18:43:24</strong>
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				(I know, I just didn't know how to rewrite that without basically saying "a woman kicks down the door to Mira's house and walks in.")<br><br>"Jessica Redhart, Director of Pilot Registration and Statistics, but I only let people call me Jess," the woman said, introducing herself as someone fairly important in the MBF. Whether she was taking a personal interest in Mira because of her lineage or something to do with her minor league records was anyone's guess.<br><br>"But if you think I'm going to let you lose all of your pluck over one little disastrous loss, then you've got another thing coming!" Jess said quite sternly. "Do you know how many asses I had to kick upstairs to make sure you got a second chance? I ruined two pairs of shoes! Don't make me ruin this pair right now!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 18:51:56</strong>
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				Mira shrinked back a little bit at the violent reaction she got from Jess about her defeat. She hardly believed that this woman was the reason that she got a second chance, seeing as how they had never met before. Still, she stiffened up and spoke with a bit more liveliness then before.<br>"S-sorry Ms. Redh- I mean... Jess."<br><br>She paused, giving Jess a curious gaze.<br>"Um, if you don't mind me asking, why would you fight for me to get another chance?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 18:59:00</strong>
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				Jess calmed down and laughed loudly at the reaction she got before giving the younger woman a wide grin. "Are you kidding? I can make a pilot like you into a superstar, no problem!" she explained, circling around Mira as she went on. "Sure, you've got the Malrain name and all, but you're something totally different. You're humble, you've got weaknesses to overcome, and, best of all, you're damn cute." At that last part, she reached and gave Mira's backside a light slap. Apparently, she was as okay with invading people's personal space as she was their living space.<br><br>"I just need to make sure you get into the league, then make sure you get plenty of the spotlight in the months to come, and we're good to go."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 19:04:34</strong>
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				Mira got a little tense as Jess circled around her, listing off all the factors that Mira had going for her. Unfortunately, her own inferiority complex marred the way to fully believing what the older woman was saying. "Well, I don't really know if- Ah!"<br><br>Mira cut herself off as Jess landed a light slap on her rear, her face bright red.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 19:09:20</strong>
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				Jess smirked at the girl's embarrassment and plopped down on the couch. "Anyway, we'll get working on all that stuff later. First, we need to get your confidence back from that pretty boy with the antique. Once you see what you're really capable of, I'm sure you'll dominate your second match."<br><br>The woman grinned and put her feet up on the couch, though she was kind enough to kick her shoes off first. "What say I tag along tomorrow to give you back-up just in case you need it? Even your daddy needed back-up sometimes."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 19:17:17</strong>
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				Mira still wasn't entirely sure what to think of this setup that Jess had offered her. Still, the idea of being able to lean on somebody for support really reassured her, after standing on her own for so long, she actually felt like she needed a crutch. She found herself smiling widely, nodding at Jess' suggestion.<br>"Sounds great. Thanks a million M- ... Jess.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 19:25:09</strong>
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				Jess smiled back and winked at the slightly younger girl, though she didn't seem to mean anything by it. "No problem, hon. Here, just call me if you have any problems or whatever and I'll do what I can," she replied as she wrote down her number in the notebook and tore out the small page, handing it to Mira as she stood up. "I've already got yours of course. I may call you and your brother in soon to go over an idea I had, but don't worry about that yet. Just focus on getting the Einenlancer fixed and I'll be here tomorrow morning at, say, quarter to eight?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 19:29:25</strong>
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				Mira nodded, not really caring about how or why Jess was doing so much for her. She had somebody in her corner again, and that feeling in itself was fantastic. She took the number with a wide smile and shook Jess' hand in the process. "Fantastic. Thank you for all the help."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 19:33:47</strong>
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				Jess smiled widely as she slipped her shoes back, finding she actually quite liked the younger girl. If only her brother was as warm and appreciative. "Hey, what's the point of being in a position like mine if you can't use it to help people right? Anyway, unless you have another major catastrophe today, I'll see you in the morning. I'll even wear a dress since it's such a 'special occasion.'"<br><br>The woman chuckled and patted Mira on the shoulder before walking back out the door.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 19:56:54</strong>
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				As the morning rose on the next day, Mira found herself changing into a sun dress that she had ran out to the store and bought on a moment's notice. She didn't have very many womanly outfits in her wardrobe, and she needed to get something cheap that looked at least halfway formal. She slipped the solid blue dress on, and shifted around awkwardly in her room as she tried the dress on, finding it extremely weird to be wearing such clothes after about a decade since her last one. The idea of her legs being so free beneath the cloth of the dress made her rather uncomfortable, and she decided that she wasn't much of a fan of this particular brand of clothing, she'd take pants any day.<br><br>Regardless, it was about fifteen minutes until Jareth was supposed to show up, and Mira was getting a little nervous about rather Jess would actually be making an appearance or not.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 20:02:44</strong>
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				Thankfully, Mira had nothing to worry about, as Jess walked right through the door without knocking at the very time she said she would. With an executive's salary, she was able to buy something formal that was a little less cheap: a wine red dress with a deep open V in the back, the bottom of which was high enough to show off her long legs. The woman looked Mira over and grinned as she came into the living room, seeing she looked rather nice, even in something that was clearly brand new and bought on very short notice. "You look great. Oh, this is going to be fun after all."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 20:07:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mira laughed lightly at her statement, finding herself growing rather fond of having Jess around. She certainly did a good job of breaking Mira from her depressed rut the day prior, and now she was going to help her get even with Jareth for his highly inappropriate actions. It was going to take at least a month to get Einenlancer running again, and another month to get it back up to the state it was in before it got completely melted down by Jareth. "Thank you for coming, Jess. I was rather nervous about going out alone with the guy that... well... you saw what happened on the battlefield."<br><br>She waited by the door for Jareth to show up, she wondered to herself what he would think when he saw that Mira was bringing a friend along.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 20:15:44</strong>
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				Jareth arrives in rather unique looking vechile. Exact on time on clock.<br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://www.kabeleins.at/auto/galerien/artikel/k1_info_auto_de_kultautos4-mercedes-300sl/01.jpg)</div> The car would be plain antique! Also what history would tell was not one most brilliant cars but in time was one most significant cars to change car industry in 50 century. But thankfully it was only the shell. As car drove closer it showed it had all modern fusion engine quietly humming under it's shell and also tires were for show. As car used modern gravitational tiles like rest cars do but it hovered so low it creates illusion the car is actually running on wheels but closer and slower speed car tires do not touch the ground. Also the driver panel had all modern safety standard tech with all cars and controls. But it had wine red charming red leather interior and comfortable seats. Also the car door slided up show way to back seat and also passenger seat. <br><br>Jareth was also dressed in traditional black and whites, wearing tie in his neck. Noticing Jess he quirks his eye brow and asks; "Oh, did not expect you bring company?! You know it's polite inform date inviter your bringing friend along to the date. I do not mind threesome date so long she can keep quiet while I bring you to the surprise date spot."<br><br><em>Well, at least her friend looks hot, but not know how it affects mood of the date. Not that it had started favorably anyway but I hope surprise melts her anger away at least.</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 20:21:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jess rolled her eyes outwardly at Jareth's reaction, resisting the urge to laugh at the look on his face. "Nice of you to introduce yourself. I'm Jess Redhart, Director of Pilot Registration and Statistics at the old MBF. Oh, and Mira never did say that the date would be <em>between</em> you two, only that it would be with you there," she said with a smirk.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 20:22:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mira felt her heart jolt in anticipation when she saw Jareth start to pull in. She started to play with the fabric of her dress a little, wishing that she were wearing pants right now, dresses just made her feel awkward. As the man stepped out and said his part about Jess, Mira had to fight back a smile, she was supposed to be upset with him. She got an odd feeling that Jess wouldn't be taking too kindly to Jareth basically telling her to stay quiet and keep out of the way, and she was curious to see how she would react to such words. Once Jess' statement had crossed her mind, and after the obligatory facial flush, She crossed her arms and looked away, putting on her best upset face that she could muster.<br>"That's right, you men are all the same... Thinking that everything revolves around you."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 20:36:06</strong>
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				Jareth chuckles and replies; "Oh, sorry for my lack of manners then. Jareth Herman, pleased meet you Jess Redhart. Anycase true, I did not specify but made assumption, my bad. Just need adjust on fly then on some things what I had planned." Jareth opens the doors for women to enter, ignoring Mira's pout he closes door up and goes back to driving seat. He pushes the driving program and the car slowly starts off but speeds up to same speed as regular cars. He says to the girls; "Excuse me if radio is not on, my father who build this vechile added only old classics and I was not sure were you comfortable listening old hits from between 50 to 75 century." Then less joking manner he looks to Mira and sighs and replies; "Also sorry for trashing your mech up, I know how much it's important to you. But I can't really tone down my fist attack, as it haves inflexible power source and output in that attack. I suspect the match maker is somekind of sadist there in MBF." As after thougth he quickly adds; "Oh, nothing personal against you Jess."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 20:39:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jess was hardly listening as Jareth explained about the lack of music, as she was too busy thinking of ways they could torment during this "nice" little date. However, she managed to catch his apology at the end and rolled her eyes again, feeling it was half-assed. Sure, blame the match-maker when you could have just avoided using a weapon that would ruin your friend's entire career and livelihood.<br><br>She would have had plenty to say under normal circumstances, but kept quiet for now, since it was important for Mira to stand up for herself rather than be babied.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 20:41:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mira kept her arms crossed and looked out the window, away from him. Simply a casual 'I'm sorry' wouldn't be enough for her. She had spent 3 days moping around the house and being too depressed to do anything other then lay in bed and maybe watch some TV until Jess showed up and snapped her out of it. She wasn't happy about it, and she'd make sure that Jareth realized that he had made a mistake. "Then why use the fist attack!? Do you have even the slightest idea what could have happened to me? If Jess hadn't been there to watch my back, I'd have been booted from the league! I would never have gotten another chance again! That would have been IT, my entire life's worth of effort and training, and classes, and sleepless nights, GONE, because you had to use your fancy finishing attack!"<br><br>She turned back to glare at him a little, she was actually surprising herself with out full frontally aggressive she had gotten over it, she honestly didn't think she had it in her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 20:55:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jareth listened Mira's angry debate, after she finishes he replies; "I thinked exact same thing before the match, but then I made decision not use softie gloves with you because whole top league is full of cold hearted ruthless mech pilots. So I saw it been disfavor towards you if I had gone easy on you just because we met day before in nice evening. I thought you appreciate it that your not treated differently than any next pilot I face, but seems I had been wrong in that so I am sorry. But at least you got second chance and you learn not fall to my feint like you did in first time, I purpose opened my guard get you out from cover. One rules of warfare is that deception plays heavily on battlefield."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 20:59:17</strong>
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				At that, Jess had enough and reached forward to smack the back of Jareth's head with the back of her hand. "Bullshit! If you want a girl to like you, you don't just treat her like everybody else, even if you think that shows her more respect. If I'm dating a guy, you'd be damn well sure I'd want him to let me win or at least go easy on me whenever we play a game together, and the same goes for pilot relationships."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 21:07:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jareth grunts when slap came from behind and he growls back to Jess; "Oh, and would you be happy for winning a game where you knew someone just let you win it? Also I am not guy who lies to her I gave my best shot when in actually I let her win the match. Also my career is in line top of it all, so I decided let give her real taste of a match instead give her a lie. If she had won by her skills alone then she would be proud from genuine thing! I know she wants to become superb pilot and I thought being honest with her while we fought. As honest experienced gives birth to real figthers, not fakes."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 21:10:59</strong>
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				Jess growled back at him, clearly not in the mood for backing down. "She's going to have every man and woman in the Federation forcing her to fight with all she's got to stay alive over the next few years. Don't you think it'd be better for her to have at least one person who went easy on her and let her have a breather every once in a while? Her brother's certainly not going to do that, and neither is anyone else except maybe you. So why not lay off and give her support instead of being another obstacle in her life, huh?"<br><br>Depending on who you asked, she was maybe butting in too much at this point, but she seemed to sincerely want the best for Mira.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 21:24:07</strong>
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				Jareth sighs, he replies; "I did not enjoy using the fist. So okay, in our next match I do not use it then. That way I do not ruin her mech expect disabling her legs or arms and it costs less to repair then. happy?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 21:28:40</strong>
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				Jess shrugged and leaned back in her seat. "Ask Mira."<br><br>---<br><br><em>Montresor didn't even let the announcer finish saying "go" before he was on the move, speeding toward the opponent team against Morgen's swear-laden protests. The other team's Protector, piloting a heavyweight Mobile Weapon with a chain gun, opened fire instantly on the approaching black mech, but amazingly couldn't seem to get a lock on Montresor as the masked man circled the duo. After one last curse from its pilot, the Ballista 10 boosted into the fray as well, following the opposing Carrier as she sped away into the forest.</em><br><br>True to its name, the Ballista 10 was raining countless ballistics toward Montresor as he left the beach and sped into the dunes, though his constant ducking out of the way and disappearing behind mountains of sand, combined with his lock-resistant armor coating, kept Morgen from getting a clear lock on him. Still, the other mech's missiles seemed to reload over and over again without end, and it wasn't a very good show for the younger pilot to just run away until it was out of ammo. Bravely (or stupidly), he circled around the next sand dune he passed and came at the Ballista from the side, extending the Terror Grand's right claw and coating it with plasma as he thrust it toward the mech's left two heavy rockets.<br><br><em>The claw collided with the larger mech nicely, driving straight through the chain gun's shoulder-mounted power source and disabling the weapon. The enemy Protector spun and tried to decapitate Montresor's machine with an arm-mounted energy blade, but the larger mech didn't stand a chance against a faster close-combat mech at such close range. The TG went under the incoming blade and drove both claws into the thinner armor underneath each of the opponent's shoulders. The pilot inside could hear with his own ears the machinery just outside of his cockpit being torn apart by titanium claws, disabling both of his arms and leaving him defenseless. With one final duck and a stab to both knee joints, the heavy MW crashed to the ground and Montresor was instantly off, following the sounds of missiles exploding elsewhere in the jungle.</em><br><br>The sounds of the missiles grew closer after the failed attack just gave Morgen an easier target, the closeness of the explosions making Montresor's ears ring. Out of options in the desert, he ran the Terror Grand back to the beach and went straight into the ocean, diving deep under the water and hoping Tanner's rockets wouldn't be quite so devastating with the density of the water to cushion the blow. Unfortunately, the current down at the bottom would pose a problem for the lightweight mech, even if he was faster...<br><br><em>Being so much faster than the Ballista 10, the TG caught the greenhorn female Carrier first by cutting her off in the dense forest, though he decided to have a little fun with is asshole teammate rather than immediately putting her out of commission. Instead of attacking, he snatched the carbon sphere out of her hands before she knew what to do and tossed it toward the oncoming Ballista. Tanner, completely caught off-guard by Montresor's actions, caught the opponent's sphere, only to lose visuals moment's later as the Terror Grand's plasma-coated claw cut through both the sphere and the Ballista's visor.<br><br>"WHAT THE FUCK'RE YOU DOING?!"<br><br>"Making your ass a joke!" the masked pilot replied before driving both plasma-coated claws into the heavy rockets on both of the Ballista's shoulders, detonating the mech's entire armament causing an unpleasantly loud explosion that launched the TG back through a few trees and left the Ballista as nothing but a lower body and a cockpit in a pile of scrap.</em><br><br>Though the landing was cushioned due to being underwater, the explosion from the heavy rocket had torn a big hole in the light armor on the Terror Grand's right side, leaving Montresor with nearly 25% damage and more promised by the other two rockets that were already on their way.<br><br><em>Though she and her partner had already lost, the female pilot wanted to run, but even her lightweight Mobile Weapon couldn't outrun Montresor's speedy, ghoulish vehicle. Within seconds after the explosion, both of the Terror's claws were in her and coursing electricity throughout her systems, making her yelp through the NETCOM as even the controls inside the cockpit gave her a shock. Soon, the young newcomer pulled back and allowed her mech to fall to the ground, utterly disabled.</em><br><br>Recklessly, Montresor boosted toward the Ballista 10 for the second time in three years, ducking under the two oncoming rockets and slashing them out of the air. The resulting explosion launched him forward fairly fast considering their environment. Even an experienced pilot like Tanner Morgen couldn't react fast enough as the two claws plunged into his shoulders and pumped every volt the TG could produce into his machine. Since they were underwater, Montresor took even more damage now from his own attack, but the Ballista took most of the pain and soon found its own missiles and rockets bursting under the powerful current of electricity.<br><br>Montresor crawled back onto the beach with half of his machine still intact. Tanner's cockpit and the slag he once called his Mobile Weapon would have to be retrieved by several recovery crews after the fight.<br><br><em>It was immediately after he won his first preliminary that Monstresor got into his first fistfight with another pilot. Tanner had demanded that the MBF disqualify him from entering the ranks due to his betrayal during the fight, but such a controversial pilot was just what they needed during a period where the lingering memory of Mattias Malrain gave people high standards for their entertainment. Morgen found the masked newbie two days later and put both of them in the hospital for what he had done.<br><br>Unfortunately for the veteran pilot, Monty had escaped with but a few minor dings, while he had fractured most of the bones in his hand and torn some ligament. He was only supposed to be unable to fight for the next six months, but no one heard from the man for the entirety of the next three seasons. Montresor used that time to become a celebrity.</em><br><br>Monty expected Tanner to repeat the events of three years ago, after he had beaten the first time (even though he was on the same team), but the man never showed up. He instead heard that both of them had performed impressively and passionately and that, barring any massive changes in quality of performance, both were considered as good as in. Forgetting about the surprise reunion for the time being, the masked pilot went outside the offices and met up with his violet-haired friend, walking off with her again.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 21:29:28</strong>
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				Mira was perfectly content to keep her mouth shut until Jarerh said that he wouldn't use the fist in order to make repairs easier on her. She let out a half laugh.<br>"Only for the mech repairs? So you admit that you don't give a damn about my career."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 21:36:04</strong>
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				Jareth looked to Mira and replied; "Do you want same reputation as Montresor haves? Be called 'arrangement' match girl by media if it happens to be just one match up? It would not be frowned upon if I happen decide go handicap match each time with you by refusing my most destructive weapon I have but if I do not try fight to win then what's point with doing the match? I could promise I loose next match but what if someone finds it out? That can actually ruin also your career or your credibility at least, MBF after all frowns on that doesn't it not?" The car has already driven outside from the city, Jareth takes a red silk blindfold and offers it to Mira and says; "This point I ask you to be blindfolded."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 21:37:57</strong>
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				Jess rolled her eyes for the thousandth time that morning. "Excuses, excuses, excuses. Jesus, you'd think a ladies' man would know that even if you don't agree with her, you just shut up and beg for a woman's forgiveness if you want to be happy."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 21:40:59</strong>
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				Mira scowled at the blindfold and was half tempted to throw the thing back in his face. However, after a moment's consideration, she grabbed the cloth and draped it around her eyes. "This better be good, Jareth." She laid back in the seat and tried to relax, wondering where he was taking her that she wasn't allowed to see the destination.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 22:24:23</strong>
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				Once Mira blindfolded he replied to Jess; "I know from life experience I suck at begging, I am more man of action. I just hope the date place would work better than anything what I would say now to Mira to ask forgiveness." Jareth waited while car drives for fifteen minutes or so. Which is quite several miles, soon they are driving in desert road. Dust coming up at sides of the car but none come inside the car. Soon they drive into private road which leads towards mountains but car starts slow down, Jess can see front image of rusty old factory. Above in worn sign read; 'US Military Base 11KGD'.<br><br>Jareth steps out and opens the door he says; "We are here, actual surprise is inside through manager's entrance." he gently takes hold on Mira's hand help her get up and watch she does not bump her head while rising up to stand off the car.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 22:33:17</strong>
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				Jess stepped out of the car on her own as Jareth helped Mira out, waving the lingering dust away so it wouldn't settle on her dress. She looked at the entrance to the military base with a bit of a smirk, wondering if the German pilot really thought trying to impress the girl was going to be as good as a real apology. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 22:35:14</strong>
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				Mira turned her head from side to side under the blindfold, wondering where they were at. She didn't hear anybody around, so perhaps it was some kind of private getaway? It was certainly chilly enough to be some kind of mountainside picnic area, though Mira didn't really appreciate the change in climate very much. Still, it would be kind of nice to actually feel like a woman again, it had been a while.<br>"Where are we?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 23:02:32</strong>
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				Jareth leads Mira silently while saying; "You see soon enough." He leads to small side door, he slides in key card and presses quickly series of codes. Click door opens. He then leads girls through hallway, dim illumination in hallway gives it creepy look. They rise up metal stairs up into second floor. Walk again and then with hiss door slides open to air conditioned manager's office. Once entered the door hisses close automatically. Ligths are out and he guides Mira to stand one spot in the shadowy room. There is large window but it's covered in steel curtains. He moves to stand at side of the wall and then says; "Okay, now you can open your eyes Mira."<br><br>Once Mira takes off blindfold Jareth turns on the switch. gently office is illuminated and it reveals long table filled with covered trays! Seatting for two but there was pair of chairs at side which belong to the set. Pair of candles. Also office has all present time luxuries fitting for small apartment, including small side room for bathroom with shower and bathtub. There was simple fridge and large hologram TV. Clearly it had taken while add all these things in to old factory and add in powerlines suitable power all this.<br><br>But most interesting was that steel curtains were pulled side, reveal a enormous garage and in background said garage was a full blown factory! In the garage stood in spot light Jareth's mech; Eberhart Mark I. In hologram screen appears something what is old sketchy blueprints from Eberhart Mark I, flickering in the screen and showing in red areas which need repair. Automatically factory robots go to work now they are turned on, starting patch up metal plates and hitch them together! Jess can tell that if Jareth owns all this, he is probably most best geared for top series! As most pilots even in top series do not have a full blown Mech part factory working for them! So where it takes months demand spare parts, build them and deliver and then attach, it would take Jareth top most just a week repair from his mech from scratch!<br><br>Jareth walks to the window and he says; "Besides candlelight dinner you get whole day and night to study my mech. Perhaps you can find idea or two what implement to your mech Mira now that your mech is under total reconstruction. Also I show you schematics of the design of my mech so feel free borrow any ideas you find. But warning; most implements what are in use are infamously following german engineer design; meaning they are inflexible and they start cause hiccups if you go too far from original. Also some parts assume you have bulky mech structure while in truth yours is far more graceful and lighter. Example my fist weapon it reads it asks mech to have certain weighted body, as otherwise impact of the punch would backfire on the pilot's own mech. Also it works specifically on battery as if you would use fusion engine, the power of the fist would grow so strong it would blow your mech's arm off to just activate it."<br><br>Jareth adds while looking to Jess; "Altough I did not count extra quest staying with me but I can drive you home if you like go earlier. Or can stay here and I just sleep in floor while couch and bed are occupied. Also any spare parts my factory can produce for Mira I could produce now. But note my factory is old and at best can make only basic plating and frames but it should speed up her repair process. Metal what is in use is from recycled old military warfare iron which I managed through contracts to old military bases send to here. So I got lots spare varied metal alloys which I can melt down and rework to new materials if I get right mixtures programmed in." Jareth sighs and adds; "Altough I do not have much spare worksuits what you can change into to work in the construction hall not to dirty your pretty dresses but I got spare clothes which I call 'work rags' which mean they are clothes reserved to get dirty with changing oils. Also have safety gloves, boots and the usual stuff hand tool stuff."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 23:10:35</strong>
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				Even though she was more focused on watching how Mira would react to everything, Jess had to admit, it was rather impressive that Jareth could put all this together on his own, although she wouldn't exactly have said it was far better than anything she had ever heard of. The richest, most well-sponsored pilots usually did have corporations funding everything and keeping huge stockpiles of spare parts so they could replace an entire mech within a few days, but for Jareth to pull this off without a sponsor (as far as she knew) must have been a challenge.<br><br>She wasn't heartless, so, under normal circumstances, Jess would have complimented him for doing this much on his own, but she was there for Mira at the moment, so she didn't say anything until she heard the younger girl's reaction. After all, they had to put up a united front no matter what the pilot's decision.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 23:15:32</strong>
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				Mira's jaw hit the floor when she saw that she had set all of this up inside a factory, though her eyes simply showed disbelief, rather then the amazement that Jareth was likely expecting. When Jarerh finally got done explaining his arranged plan for the evening, Mira simply clenched her fist tightly and shut her eyes. She was a complete and utter idiot to honestly believe that he would do something to help her get back in touch with her femenine side.<br><br>And the statement about getting out of her new dress and into work rags was all that she needed to push her over the edge.<br>"Dinner.... in a factory.... followed by mechanical work... How considerate of you, Jareth."<br><br>She simply turned around and walked out the door.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 23:24:07</strong>
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				Jareth was quite stunned on the Mira's reaction? He had thought this would been perfect for her. Consider she loved her mech and so thought actually getting chance to study and even get free parts to her own mech would been quite good! But instead it seems Jareth had thrown her a bloody insult to her face so far as he can read her expression! So when she stormed out from manager office he sighed and said to more himself than Jess; "Well, I guess I was wrong this would earn forgiveness from her." His voice sounded crushed but he turns and walks after enraged Mira. Gaining upon her he did not say anything to ask her to stop, closing in he grabs her hand to halt her running for second. Spinning her around and lean back against the wall Jareth looked into her eyes and then suddenly leaned and kissed her on the lips!
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 23:40:03</strong>
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				Beth’s first preliminary match-up was a sniper’s duel against Sardar Sangma, a very wealthy mech pilot from India. Like Beth, he was a veteran known for making impressive kills from long range. He was cocky but charismatic, and had been romantically linked with four different actresses in as many years. His mech was among the most expensive in the world, having cost twice as much to build as the <em>Lissa</em>—and Beth’s mech had not been cheap. Her mech was slightly faster, but inferior in size, armor, and the volume of firepower it could sustain.<br><br>Watching sports news the day before the match on her computer, Beth had heard the following comment from Sardar. “We’re all very pleased to have the lovely and talented Beth Raines return to the professional league. It’s just a shame she’s going to take such a sound drubbing her first time out.” For her part Beth did not dislike the man, but she would be more than happy to make him eat those words.<br><br>The match took place in an urban ruin covering nine square kilometers. The fortified buildings inside were all in various states, some looking new and others nearly falling apart. Basically what happened with this place was that the buildings were damaged in match after match, and when they finally collapsed they were rebuilt.<br><br>At the match start the <em>Lissa,</em> painted up in gray camo, emerged into the urban jungle. Beth moved with ease through the silent ruins, focused on nothing but her search-and-destroy mission. Despite having been away, she found everything perfectly natural, and as usual she hardly though of the mech as being separate from her own body.<br><br>“Good luck,” Beth’s crew chief said over her comm.<br><br>“Thanks.”<br><br>(OOC: To make this easier to write and because she is so focused, I’m just going to describe the action as if the mech is Beth’s body.)<br><br>The first exchange came when Beth detected a brief blip on her heat sensors. She stood up against the building and used a special tool—a small mirror that emerged from her left arm and allowed her to peer around corners. She got the briefest glimpse of Sardar before a plasma beam disintegrated the mirror. <em>Show off.</em> She reacted instantly, stepping away from the building and firing an artillery round at another structure that was within her sight and relatively close to her enemy. The explosion sent shards of glass and concrete at Sardar’s position—nothing that would do real damage, but enough to blind him temporarily. Beth then got down and rolled past the corner, firing her railgun repeatedly at his last position. She thought she heard something that sounded like a hit, but by the time the debris cleared her enemy had vanished.<br><br>Beth was already back on her feet, but instead of chasing after him directly she turned back into the confusing sprawl of buildings and streets, trying to anticipate which direction he might retreat in so that she could flank him. Whether he was smarter or just luckier, it was Sardar who nearly got the drop on Beth—she saw him at the last moment, diving for cover behind another building as he fired his plasma autocannon. Her status board lit up—Beth had taken a hit in the leg, and her mobility was now severely limited.<br><br>“Don’t run on that leg,” her crew chief advised her. “It’ll give out for sure.”<br><br>“I know, I know!” she said, frustrated.<br><br>Her brief glimpse of the enemy did at least give her crucial information—her earlier shot had hit the vulnerable joint of his left elbow, making it impossible for him to effectively fire his long range weapon, the plasma rifle. If she could just get some distance on him, she would have a good chance of finishing this. Once again she fired her artillery in Sardar’s general direction to discourage pursuit, and then limped away into an alleyway to lose him once more.<br><br>After a couple tense minutes, Beth used her jumpjets to fly atop a four story structure and then lowered her power levels, to make herself even more difficult to detect. She then waited for another sensor blip or sighting. When she made her enemy sneaking along a street in the distance, she carefully lined up a shot.<br><br>Her first hit struck his leg, knocking his return fire off as she continued to attack. She now stood and brought her plasma cannons into mix, looking to wear down his armor in preparation for the kill.<br><br>Sardar’s fire was inaccurate, but still powerful, and Beth realized in alarm that he had struck the building beneath her so hard it was beginning to collapse. She jumped forward off the roof, using her jumpjets at a one fourth power burst to slow her descent slightly, and then fell into a roll. She was careful not to land on the damaged leg. She came up firing, scoring a hit directly on a part of Sardar’s armor still weakened and almost molten from plasma burns.<br><br>The enemy mech tried to move and return fire, but fell over and began floundering. Finally it stopped moving. The computer signaled that her opponent had surrendered. “Beth, you got him right in gyroscope! Congrats!”<br><br>“Thanks, Mike,” she told her crew chief. “Let’s analyze the match as soon as possible—I was feeling sluggish in places, and I let Sardar get the drop on me. I need to know if I was off my game.”<br><br>“Understood—but it’s a feather in your cap all the same. I expect a two-day turn around on fixing that leg and running standard diagnostics and repairs. Then you can get back to practice.”<br><br>“Great. I don’t want to mess up this leg further, or so I’m going sit here and wait for the flatbed.”<br><br>“We’ll have you back in the hangar in no time.” He paused. “It’s good to have you back, Beth.”<br><br>She smiled. “Thanks. It’s good to be back.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 23:40:21</strong>
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				Mira was actually fighting back tears as Jareth chased after her, the idiot. She had no idea what she saw in him in the first place. She wasn't running, so it was easy for Jareth to catch up with her and push her against the wall. As he held her there, Mira wondered what he was planning on doing. Would he finally apologize? Would he try to fix the date so that Mira came out at least satisfied?<br><br>She simply stared at him for a few seconds before her eyes widened in pure shock as Jareth stole a kiss, her FIRST kiss. Mira honestly didn't know how to react, her entire body trembled in place for the entire duration that their lips were connected. When Jareth finally pulled back, Mira finally had an answer for what she wanted to do, she wound back and smacked him, hard.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 23:44:09</strong>
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				Jess followed after Mira as soon as she left the room, but didn't react fast enough to stop Jareth from making the problem even worse. She wanted to punch the man herself when he forced a kiss on Mira without permission (did he really think that worked outside of movies?) but found she didn't have to. She almost winced from how hard Mira smacked him.<br><br>"Um...I'll call a cab."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 23:48:31</strong>
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				Jareth knew he likely gets slapped, so when he withdrew from the kiss he did not block her slap. Instead he took it, and regret it as his head rings from impact and so his ears!<br><br><em>Ouch, that woman has nasty slap hand....</em><br><br>Jareth grimaces from the impact, no longer pinning or holding her hand he just regains his balance and said; "If slapping me makes you feel better then I would request short pause break before next slap mylady? Also I am sorry if I upset you, I thought a nice dinner combined with your passion for mechs could been good idea. But I guess I should had after all just reserved dinner in fancy restaurant after all. I did after all ask for a dress for reason, you look gorgeous in it and we do hold dinner altough locale is not usual kind." Jareth then knelt down, leaned his head against her knee and said in quiet voice; <sub>"Can you please tell me what to do make you feel better....."</sub>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 23:55:28</strong>
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				Mira shook her head in disbelief at what this guy was doing. There were so many things that she wanted to tell him off about that it wasn't even remotely funny. "Weren't you the one that told me that I should try to get away from my own obsession with Mechs? I-I mean, when you said that you'd be taking me out on a date, I expected to see something completely different from what I'm used to seeing. I- I really wanted to feel like a girl again, I thought that you'd give me that chance, I really, really did. Instead, you take me to a factory, tell me that I can spend all night looking at how awesome your machine is, AND then on top of it all you chase after me and force me into a kiss! My FIRST kiss EVER mind you!"<br><br>She backed away and shook her head more. "I think I just want to go home now."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>19-05-2011, 00:04:57</strong>
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				Jareth then realized where he had made the error in his plans, true he did say Mira should focus on her femine side but he did not expect her for him go lead her on traditional date. Utter catastrophe. He sighs and rises to stand and say; "I apologize, I made some quite bad miss calculations regarding my date ideas. I knew you were upset for your mech, had interest in my mech but also dates involve candles, fine dinner and dresses and suits so I tried go with combination along with activity which should had served as apology. So I was wrong in my assumption and I am sorry. But now as I know what sort of date you actually want....do you want give me another chance? Basically restart over the date? Nothing fancy what I came up, just regular dates what most people do. But if you want go home I cannot blame you, only myself goofing around."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>19-05-2011, 00:12:35</strong>
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				At least he was realizing that he had made some mistakes, that was one step forward from where they were when they started. Still, it wasn't quite enough, Mira felt extremely chafed from what had happened so far, and extremely tired from it. She rested herself against the wall and shook her head, not really knowing what to think at this point from a hybrid of annoyance, confusion, and fading shock. "Jareth, I'm sorry, but I think I'm done for the day... really."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>19-05-2011, 00:20:22</strong>
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				Jess knew that Mira needed some space at this point and that if Jareth wanted even the slightest chance of earning her affection back, he would have to work on a few things, so she stepped away from the two to call and order a cab. It was still early, so maybe she could take Mira shopping or something to get her mood back up. She seemed to really need to do something other than slave over a mech.<br><br>The situation wasn't exactly pleasant, but it felt good to be acting like an older sister again.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>19-05-2011, 03:57:38</strong>
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				The morning after her match with Sardar found Beth in her main hanger, watching the repair work on the <em>Lissa.</em> Unlike some mech pilots, Beth was no mechanic. She did have a strong layperson’s understanding of how things worked, and she could do a few minor repairs and maintenance tasks—but overall she had to defer to the expertise of her technical crew. Her only direct contributions to her mech had been decided the overall design philosophy, weapons loadout, and modifying the operating system. Beth was at least good at programming, as it was something she had studied extensively to make up for putting off college.<br><br>The young mech pilot approached her crew chief Mike Carson, an amiable and grandfatherly figure who had been with her since she had gotten sponsored for her first professional-grade mech. “Beth, how are you this morning? We’re still on schedule, if that’s what you’re wondering?”<br><br>She laughed. “No, it’s not that. I trust you to tell me if something’s wrong.”<br><br>“By the way, I never remembered to thank you for continuing to pay the team for... well, basically sitting with our thumbs up our butts while you were away.”<br><br>“What? You shouldn’t mention that—everyone has bills to pay, I couldn’t very well leave you all high and dry. But that does bring me to what I did want to talk to you about. How would you guys like to earn a lot of overtime pay?”<br><br>“I’m listening,” Mike said, grinning.<br><br>“I’d like to build a complete second <em>Lissa.</em> I’ve got a lot of money kicking around from my recent endorsements, so I think we can swing it without a bank loan.”<br><br>“Oh, this isn’t about what happened to that Malrain girl, is it?”<br><br>She smiled sheepishly. “Well, yeah. If I get put against Jareth Herman I figure I can probably beat him, but...wow. That guy was quite a bastard to trash her mech like that, you figure he could tone down the damage a bit from that attack. Anyway, I don’t want to be on the sidelines for a month if my luck runs out.”<br><br>“Alright. If it’s what you want, I’m sure most of my team’s up for it. We’ll get started once we finish this repair job.”<br><br>“Great. I’ll leave you to do your thing, just call me if you need anything.”<br><br>“Will do.”<br><br>Beth walked away from Mike and activated her comm to record a message. “Mira, it’s Beth. I just wanted to remind you again about the public service announcement we’re shooting in two days. You should have just gotten an email with your part on it, it’s only three sentences to read to the camera, as many takes as you need—should be a piece of cake. Also, I’m sorry we’ve had so little time to talk since your match, but I was crazy busy prepping to face down old ‘Plasma’ Sangma. I hope you’re not too upset about what happened, and I’m here now if you need to talk. We could even get lunch if you’d like. Anyway, take care.” She then transmitted her message to Mira.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>19-05-2011, 07:30:45</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=106394.msg4662952#msg4662952">Quote from: DemonWing01 on 19-05-2011, 00:12:35</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">At least he was realizing that he had made some mistakes, that was one step forward from where they were when they started. Still, it wasn't quite enough, Mira felt extremely chafed from what had happened so far, and extremely tired from it. She rested herself against the wall and shook her head, not really knowing what to think at this point from a hybrid of annoyance, confusion, and fading shock. "Jareth, I'm sorry, but I think I'm done for the day... really."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Jareth sighed and nodded. Not saying further he goes to manager office. Outside the cab will arrive shortly, it was slightly late because it had trouble to find the location as it's quite remote. But eventually the cab reaches back to the city in 11:00 AM. While girls were in city Jareth was cleaning up in his manager office. The trays had varied foods but also most were Mira's favorite dishes, much as she had given public knowledge about her personal dishes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>19-05-2011, 08:57:24</strong>
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				Hashieda Hachi:<br><br>Time Frame: roughly 3 days after Mira and Jareth’s battle<br><br>Hachi was working on a car that one of his neighbors had dropped off due to some issues with the anti-gravity engine. He was halfway&nbsp; buried in the machine when the phone rang. He pulled himself out muttering a few curses having hit his head when he came out too fast. He walked over to the phone wiping the oil off himself as he picked up the phone “Hello?” he quietly listened to the representative on the other end “Alright I understand” He then hung up the phone.<br><br>A few hours saw him at the MBF arena with his Aurius. The Massive MW floating towards the hanger exit onto the stage.&nbsp; His opponent was a bit of a smaller machine at least in comparison. The two faced off&nbsp; as over the NETCOM the opponent&nbsp; called “Hey there ya ready to get this over with?” He wasn’t arrogant sounding but he definitely seemed confident. Hachi chuckled in response “Ready when you are I suppose” he sounded laid back as ever. The opposing machine opened fire. The Aurius took a few of these shots to its thick armor. The Large machine sped forwards opening fire with the two auto cannons on its shoulders. The smaller machine was able to dodge them.<br>Hachi laughed a bit on the inside of his machine as he watched the other guy scramble for it.&nbsp; The smaller machine popped out of its hiding place and fired again at the Aurius but it was ready and flew up avoiding the shots this time. “Hey not bad not bad at all” Hachi commented over the NETCOM. To be honest Hachi didn’t catch this guy’s name or his machines name. If he didn’t meet someone in person before or after a match from this day on he wouldn’t really care.&nbsp; The other didn’t respond. He was annoyed by the fact that Hachi seemed to be making fun of him.&nbsp; Soon he pulled out a rocket launcher and fired a few shots at Hachi. This startled him a bit as he was able to dodge most of them but still took a few hits. “So you want to play this game huh?”&nbsp; A compartment on the front of the Aurius opened up launching about 18 missiles towards the small machine in retaliation for the rockets. The smaller machine ‘s pilot was startled by this and tried to move but the hail of projectiles was hard to avoid. He lost one arm and took some heavy damage to the legs. <br>“Damn you….” Was stated over the NETCOM as Hachi smiled lightly to himself quite pleased with his work. Now that his enemy was slowed down considerably he flew in to use his auto cannons to finish the match.&nbsp; Hachi was rather surprised that the match could end so swiftly but he was thrown for a loop when the machine was able to avoid his attack and retaliated. This was definitely interesting indeed.&nbsp; The other mech moved as swiftly as it could to hide.&nbsp; Hachi pursued not allowing that to happen. This match had been decided the moment the missiles scored their damage. The auto cannons did indeed make quick work of the legs and arm of the enemy finishing out the match.<br><br>Illyria: at some midpoint between the match of Hachi and Montressor<br><br>Illyria stood in the garden of her manor watering the plants and enjoying the afternoon sun. She was humming a soft tune to the beautiful plants before her.&nbsp; She may be somewhat&nbsp; socially awkward but she was definitely somewhat emotional around her plants. She was interrupted when her cell phone rang.&nbsp; She pulled out the phone and listened. She was quick to confirm and was off as soon as she finished her gardening.<br>The Shiro No Tsurugi was a machine that was quick and cold much as its name implied. Its pilot not one for idle chatter nor for long matches. She exited the hanger and was in the arena in a matter of minutes. Her opponent was in a machine designed for close quarters as well. It held in its hand a pronged lance almost triton like. The enemy was also somewhat lighter armored. This was more than likely a duel of blades which was Illyria’s favorite kind. <br>The two machines rushed each other and locked blow for blow of their weapons.&nbsp; The two had been rivals in bladed weaponry for at least one season now. This man was known as Marik van Altre he had learned some time ago that the woman before him didn’t particularly speak so he didn’t concern himself with the NETCOM with her.&nbsp; The two continued to hack and slash as though it were an old fashioned duel of course at this range either could fire one of their few ranged weapons but that didn’t suit the taste of the battle between them. Of course they weren’t standing still that would just be dull. <br><br>In the end However Illyria’s dance of the blade was the victorious one. She left without another word. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>19-05-2011, 15:44:45</strong>
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				Jess helped Mira into the cab and asked the driver to take them back into the city, glancing back at the military base behind them. She almost felt bad for Jareth for putting in so much effort and getting rejected, but some things just couldn't be excused, like the refusal to admit that it was wrong for him to completely destroy Mira's pride and joy and the presumption that he could take her first kiss without her permission. She just had to remind herself that whatever time Jareth had spent on this catastrophic date, Mira had spent a thousand times more on building her beloved Einenlancer.<br><br>Looking back at the younger girl, she smiled gently and rubbed her shoulder. "You did well in there, you know. It must have taken a lot of strength to stand up for yourself like that."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>19-05-2011, 15:50:05</strong>
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				Mira nodded, not turning her attention towards Jess as she spoke. She was in a bit of a poor mood from everything that had happened.<br>"Thanks..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>19-05-2011, 15:52:42</strong>
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				Jess sighed, knowing Mira would be downtrodden for the time being, but also that she would be better off once she got over it. The Federation was a tough world to live in, but she could probably manage it now.<br><br>"Listen, there's no point in just going home and moping around the rest of the day. Why don't we find something to do?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>19-05-2011, 16:01:52</strong>
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				Mira lifted her head up a little bit, looking over at Jess.<br>"Something to do? Like what?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>19-05-2011, 16:07:46</strong>
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				Jess shrugged, figuring anything other than mechanic work would do Mira some good. "Well, that dress is obviously new, and I'm guessing you wouldn't have bought a new one for this particular date unless you didn't have anything else. How about we go shopping and get you some nice, girly clothes to wear?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>19-05-2011, 16:12:07</strong>
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				<em><strong>Time Frame: 2 days after the date, 1 day after Beth and Mira's public service announcement = 12th day</strong></em><br><br><span class="bbc_u">Jareth's second preliminary match</span><br><br>Jareth got the mail yesterday about his next opponent. Considering his mech had not been harmed seriously he was expected to be ready. Consider his disaster date he was not really in mood but if he refuses it is viewed in bad light. He sighed and opened mail to read the match up.<br><br><em>Hmmm, this is interesting.</em><br><br>Jareth will be facing Mitch Helbert, nicknamed as 'The Scorpion' because of his mech and also his ruthless nature in business world. Shutting down orphanages, hospitals and schools to buy property and rebuild something new and modern in spot. He is sponsored pilot with expensive mech. His mech is lightweight but has most advanced weapon tech in use. Laser powered cutters working as scissors in scorpion, pair of heavy turrets with explosive ammo as teeth, eight legs which support the frame and constantly empowered with fusion power increase mobility speed. Most lethal tough is the tail, which fires of electric plasma pulse beam which is actually something what could penetrate Jareth's thick shell. But problem was that Mitch can only use it sparsely in combat and it drains his powers away from his legs. Also Mitch is known to hack and find any structural weaknesses in mech with advanced scanning sensor.<br><br><em>Ouch, seems someone in MBF did not like me wrecking Mira's mech.</em><br><br>Jareth then made some secret adjustments to his mech and thinked plan ahead of time how to beat scorpion, which is ranged combatant who is far faster than him and likely fast enough dodge bullets or weapons in his use. Also nasty laser scissors, which may cut some important parts if let come close.<br><br><span class="bbc_u"><em>In Field</em></span><br><br>Jareth arrives with his mech on battlefield, this time a rocky mountain terrain with some thick forest. The trees would not reach even up to his knees but scorpion is lower than tree line. Scorpion appears top of the hill with his mech.<br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://coherentlighthouse.com/scorpion_zoid.jpg)</div> Netcom is tested and Jareth sends signal to Mitch; "Jareth calling for Mitch, over." There is chuckling as reply and then Mitch says; "Mitch hear clearly, impressive record there Jareth. Wrecked each mech so far in amateur league and now Mira Malrain. But I give stop to your win record sir nobody! Rookies like you should play with your antiques in road freak shows." Jareth actually grows quite pissed off to the guy already and he replies; "Then come try do so dick." <br><br>The fight starts and in blur Mitch's mech dived into woods and disappeared! Trees do shake and sway from way of from Scorpion mech but it also moves in difficult terrain rapidly! Jareth knows he cannot track nor catch scorpion so he launches his grenade launcher. Into sky he fires metal spheres, which suddenly sprout spikes?! The metal spheres fall into woods, and then pounce back up! One the mines suddenly dived towards woods and exploded! Mitch whistles in Netcom; "My, creative. Magnetic location pounce mines. But they help little against my sting!" A heavy turret fire fires off from the forest, sniping off the magnetic pounce mines from distance and exploding them. Jareth lifts his rifle and fires off round towards the woods where heavy turret fire came from, shredding the forest in process but there was no sign of Scorpion nor monitors registered any hits done with his attack. Jareth thought; <em>"Damn slippery guy, he's damn fast."</em><br><br>Then suddenly he feels something bumped to his leg, and instantly loudly red alarms screamed on his screen! He saw both his legs had been cut off! No.....the power wires which give his legs power had been cut off, from back of his knees! Mitch chuckled in Netcom; "Awww, what's the matter? Did I sweep your legs off mate?" Jareth tried every security measure but simple fact was that he was immobilised! He could not move! Scorpion then boldly leaped from the woods! Jumping to his gun arm he knocks his rifle off from his hand along with heavy turret fire to his face! Punching some nasty scrapping to his metal surface but his scissors cutted plates off from arm which held the rifle.<br><br>Scorpion then boldly stood in middle of the woods, raising it's tail up and starting charge the electric plasma beam and he laughed; "That much from the giant called Jareth! Surrender or I blast your precious battery to moon!" Jareth, disarmed and immobilised he had practically lost, but he replied; "I dare you Mickey Mouse, let's see is your toy gun able penetrate my hide." Mitch replied; "You asked for this!" His tail glows brightly, purple rays collect up into tight sphere before it fires off towards Jareth's mech! Firing directly towards his battery which is located in groin section of the mech. Blast hits and drills through all layers of the armor! Blowing away the battery and causing Jareth's mech shiver, shake and then collapse forward. Mitch cackles and moves sluggish slow steps towards Jareth's mech. The beam drained the booster power from legs quite while but he has won! He climbs atop Jareth's mech back and activating laser scissors he clips them and says; "Now, to time write 'Owned' on your back so deep you need complete new back side...." Suddenly Jareth's mech's sliced arm grabs on tail of Mitch's mech! Swing it around on it's back crashing into woods! Mitch's mech buckles and writhes around, trying buck up to it's legs but tail is pinned down and so he cannot turn around! Nor his scissor arms can reach down all way to his tail!<br><br>Jareth's mech rised up to elbows, red eyes gleaming from helm of Jareth's mech. Jareth speaks from Netcom; "Spare battery implanted in you jack ass, you fell for my trap like simple minded bug as you are." Jareth raises up his fist, which starts crackle in red energy! Building up for King's fist finisher move! Mitch screams in Netcom; "S-Stop! Jareth, stop! I surrender! Do not hit me with that thing!" Jareth reply is just mere scrapper which says; "SShhhzzz Not.....ssbbbzzz enough....sshhhzzz power......sshhhzzz for Netcom......Bbzzzz repeat?" Jareth was grinning in his pilot seat, he had pressed button which causes his Netcom malfunction, on purpose.<br><br><em>This is for calling my mech suited for road freak show!</em><br><br>Jareth's fist reached full charge and he slammed down in powerful impact on Mitch's mech! Mitch had activated his rescue pod and thrown out before fist connected. But end result was same as with Mira; complete annihilation of his mech. Again the pilot department is untouched by the damage or attack what fist caused.<br><br><span class="bbc_u"><em>After the match</em></span><br><br>Since the match the fans and folks who had seen both Jareth's matches had given him a nick name; Jareth Herman 'The wrecker'. His performance split opinions, other side is thrilled and loving him to trash mechs (even if not direct fans but those folks like see mechs roughened up by him). Other side is devastated by his brutality and merciless nature. Especially among many pilots he gives them chills already. As 95% total destruction of mech means to most months of repairs....if not outright step out from league from this season! However considering Jareth's damages he will not be while on field, but the card was pulled already for his final third preliminary match.<br><br><span class="bbc_u"><em>In Jesse's Office</em></span><br><br>Jess office one her secretaries brings in envelope, it's one from the newer pilots. It was pilot meant for Jareth's third match. It is resignation paper. Reason for it read below; "Sponsors backed off from supporting me. They scared about Jareth landing King's Fist on my mech. I go bankrupt if I enter match with Jareth without sponsor so I have to sign out."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>19-05-2011, 16:13:00</strong>
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				Mira found herself smiling at Jess' suggestion for the two to go out shopping for clothes, but Mira still started to play with the fabric of the dress again. She was starting to get a little used to the feeling, but it still made her uncomfortable.<br>"I don't know... I mean, I don't really wear girl clothes that often..."<br><br>Of course, she was dealing with a woman who didn't take no for an answer.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>19-05-2011, 16:18:00</strong>
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				Jess rolled her eyes at the response. "Oh, come on. You don't have to wear dresses all the time or anything, just some stuff that'll make people realize you're a woman, not just a gearhead. Besides, it'll be my treat."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>19-05-2011, 16:20:07</strong>
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				Mira's eyes flickered with a bit more life, she nodded happily, her mood picking up more. <br>"Well, since it's your treat."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>19-05-2011, 16:24:37</strong>
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				Jess grinned excitedly when Mira agreed and gave the driver the address of her own favorite clothing store, an expensive one since she didn't want to buy her anything cheaper than she bought herself. "Trust me, it'll be worth it. By the end of the day, you'll be even prettier than I am!" she joked.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>19-05-2011, 16:28:12</strong>
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				Mira giggled gently and rested her back against the seat of the cab. She was content to enjoined the ride and allow Jess to give her a hand with her fashion.<br>"You better live up to that boast."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>19-05-2011, 16:37:14</strong>
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				"You bet I will," she answered, the cab pulling up to the storefront just a short time later. After she finished paying the driver and giving him a hefty tip since he had to drive so far and get lost, she took Mira inside.<br><br>Apparently, Jess took her boasts quite seriously, because she must have forced Mira to try on a hundred different outfits and a thousand combinations of accessories before she decided on the couple dozen that looked the best and carted them all up to the checkout. It had been just before lunchtime when they had arrived, but now it was getting closer to dinner, and Jess had effectively replaced her entire wardrobe with clothing that was sure to get her more attention than she probably bargained for. <br><br>Jess half-expected the girl to not ever wear most of what she picked out, but she felt it was worth it to make her feel like a woman again in a subtler manner.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>19-05-2011, 16:43:40</strong>
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				Mira was in great mood by the time that Jess had gotten finished shopping for her. In all honesty, she didn't even notice the amount of time that had passed as she tried on an outrageous number of outfits, most of which she actually really liked. It was about the time that Jess was paying that Mira suddenly remembered her appointment with Beth about that genetic engineering rally. Perhaps that would be a great opportunity for her to try out one of the more discreet and respectable of her new outfits.<br><br>As they stepped outside, Mira carried her entire bundle of clothing with her.<br>"Thank you so much, Jess."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>19-05-2011, 16:53:37</strong>
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				Jess smiled widely at seeing how much Mira's mood had improved since that morning. It had been years since anyone had shown such gratitude for her support. "No problem, kid. I'm sure you'll be able to pick up some real cuties in those," she teased, helping her get all of the clothes into the first cab she was able to hail.<br><br>Once they got back to Mira's house, she helped the girl get all of the bags inside before leaning back against the wall. "See, it's not such a bad thing to have someone looking out for you, right? Speaking of which, why don't you get in contact with your brother and see if he'll help you get your machine back together? He has to have enough money and staff to help you fix it faster than you can on your own."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>19-05-2011, 17:09:25</strong>
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				Mira was in a great mood the entire way home, smiling and laughing again, almost as though she had never suffered through her humiliating defeat at the hands of Jareth. Of course, her attitude soured a bit when they were back in Mira's apartment, and Jess suggested that Mira go to her brother for aid in rebuilding Einenlancer. She cast her gaze down, speaking in a soft voice.<br>"I don't have a brother, I just know a guy with the same last name as me."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>19-05-2011, 17:13:26</strong>
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				Jess raised her eyebrows at the blunt statement. She knew from the publicity that the Malrain siblings weren't exactly close, but she didn't think Mira would deny Alister entirely. "Come on, you can't really mean that. He's your brother, right? He must love you."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>19-05-2011, 17:18:20</strong>
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				Mira lightly shook her head and pressed herself back against the wall.<br>"He's never done anything for me. Growing up, all I ever heard was 'Alister this' and 'Alister that'. All through high school, he was called a prodigy, being showered with all the praise and attention. And you know what? Never once did he help me with anything, never once did he do anything that could associate him as my brother. He completely ingnored me, no matter how hard I tried to keep up with him."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>19-05-2011, 17:20:23</strong>
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				Jess nodded quietly and looked down at the floor as she took all of Mira's emotions in, a few ideas popping up in her head. "Fair enough. I guess it wasn't a good idea, then. Sorry I brought it up."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>19-05-2011, 17:24:06</strong>
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				Mira gently shook her head, unaware of any crazy ideas Jess could have been having.<br>"It's no big deal, you didn't know."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>19-05-2011, 17:26:36</strong>
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				Jess pushed off the wall after a moment and moved toward the door. "Well, I guess I should get going. You probably want a chance to just relax and get ready to jump back in now."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>19-05-2011, 17:47:05</strong>
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				"I would appreciate it, thanks for everything, Jess." Mira remained silent while Jess filed out. She had a brief dinner before she hit the bed, not really feeling like doing very much of anything for the rest of the evening. <br><br>The day after that, Mira woke up early and invested an entire day into the repairs of Einenlancer. She went to bed late at night, absolutely drained, Of course, she made one critical mistake before she nodded off to sleep, considering she had an appointment the next day.<br><br>She forgot to set her alarm.<br><br>When Mira woke up the following morning, it was because her eyes jolted open in horror as she looked at her clock. At the current time, she had about fifteen minutes before she was scheduled to meet Beth on the other side of town.<br>"Oh no..."<br><br>Mira scrambled out of bed for her phone and dialed in Beth's number. Unfortunately, the older woman didn't pick up, so Mira was required to leave a rushed message while she searched through her new clothing for something appropriate.<br>"Hey there, it's Mira. Just wanted to let you know that I AM still on for that message today, I'm just running a little late. Long day yesterday, you know. Anyway, I'll be there soon, so please don't think that I backed out on you."<br><br>Mira bit her lip as she hung up to get changed.<br>"If you even get this in time."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>19-05-2011, 19:33:31</strong>
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				Three holocameras, numerous lights, and a teleprompter were all pointed at Beth. She was standing in a studio in front of a neutral background, dressed in a simple white blouse, black skirt, silver necklace, and heels—the director had figured it was best for her to keep to her usual image rather than wear anything expensive. Usually the only make-up Beth wore was a little concealer here and there along with some eyeliner, but in this case she had spent a half hour in the make-up trailer before the shoot—she had insisted they keep things subtle though.<br><br>“If someone you love is suffering from Chilton’s Syndrome, you’re not alone. GeneCorp’s media subsidiaries have claimed that there are only a few known cases, but numerous scientific studies have shown that nearly 1 in 100 people who received the Phoenix Brand modification have suffered the Chilton’s mutation. That’s over forty thousand victims in North America alone.”<br><br>“Excellent. Great first take, Beth,” the director said. “Just give me one more like that to be sure, and you’ll be all set.”<br><br>Beth repeated her performance, and after the director sent her on her way. She retrieved her wrist comm, only to find the message from Mira waiting on it.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Hey there, it's Mira. Just wanted to let you know that I AM still on for that message today, I'm just running a little late. Long day yesterday, you know. Anyway, I'll be there soon, so please don't think that I backed out on you."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Beth recorded her own message and sent it along. “Hey, Mira. Running late is no problem, it happens to the best of us. I’ll ask the director to push you back to last on the schedule. Come on down as quick as you can, don’t worry about make-up or your hair—they can do that stuff for you here. Take care.”<br><br>Beth then returned to the director and told him about the change in plans. “It’s just as well, we’re already behind schedule and I’ve got three Oscar winners glaring at me. I can move all of them up.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>19-05-2011, 19:41:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				After taking the quickest shower of her life, Mira grabbed an outfit that she found herself fond of from two days prior. Dressed in a pair of sight fitting blue jeans, a white tank top, and an offsetting black jacket, she stepped out the door and promptly made her way to the set. It felt kind of interesting wearing more womanly clothes for a change, it had been such a long time that it felt almost alien to her. As she stopped to take a quick breather and make sure that she looked okay, she was relieved to find that Beth had gotten the message, responded to it, and didn't seem all that upset by the fact that she got delayed, all in all, it caused Mira to let out a huge sigh of relief before she got back on the road.<br><br>She was about twenty minutes late when she finally arrived at the station, she stepped out of her car and looked around for Beth, who would be the only person that she knew at the event.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>19-05-2011, 19:56:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Beth quickly caught sight of Mira through the studio window, and rushed outside to greet her. “Mira, thank you so much for coming, it really means a lot to me.” She gave the other woman a quick hug. “Follow me, the trailer’s this way, maybe we can chat a little while they get you ready.<br><br>“I have to ask, I hope you’re feeling okay after that match? I know you get discouraged sometimes, but there’s no shame in losing to Herman—rookie or not, that monstrosity of his is turning him into the man to beat this year.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>19-05-2011, 20:01:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mira smiled happily and returned the hug, walking alongside Beth to the trailer where she would apparently be getting ready for her big role. "It's not a problem, this is something that I'm honored to be a part of."<br><br>As the topic went to Jareth, Mira's composure slumped down a little bit, but she didn't seem all that depressed about it, just not as energetic as she was a few moments ago. "So I've seen... But let me tell you from first hand experience, Elisabeth, something about it isn't quite right. I was heading towards him, ready to attack, when this harsh ringing sound suddenly pierced into my head, it felt like I was going to die. I couldn't even put two words together, let alone pilot Einenlancer. That's when he hit me with that attack that demolished my machine." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>19-05-2011, 20:18:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Beth frowned. “So he’s got some sort of weapon that attacks pilots directly? I’d heard weird rumors from the amateur league, but until now I didn’t credit them. I can’t believe the MBF would rule in something like that—I’m going to call some of the league higher-ups and ask about it later today.<br><br>“By the way, I also can’t believe he’d deliberately demolish another pilot’s mech—he could easily find a way to tone down that attack, if he wanted to.” She shook her head.<br><br>The two women entered the trailer, with the stylist asking a few questions about how Mira preferred to look and then getting her seated and starting in on his routine.<br><br>Beth spoke again once Mira was settled in. “Well, anyway, I shouldn’t forget to ask, how are things going besides the match? Anything interesting happened lately?”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>19-05-2011, 20:23:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mira just smiled at Beth appreciatively when she talked about looking into that weapon, it certainly didn't seem like it would be something that the MBF would tolerate. As the stylist asked her about how she'd prefer to look, Mira shifted in her seat a little and thought about an answer for a little while, she never really dolled herself up anymore, so she didn't have any kind of 'preferred' look. After about three of the most awkwardly conversed minutes of her life, the stylist had a few answers to go off, and Mira was relaxing back in the chair and letting him go about his business.<br><br>When she heard Beth ask about anything else interesting happening lately, Mira couldn't fight back a light laugh.<br>"Well, does 'monumental disaster' qualify as interesting to you?"<br><br>Mira then proceeded to give Beth a play by play of the utter mess that was supposed to be a date between her and Jareth.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>19-05-2011, 21:02:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As Mira told her story, Beth’s reaction ranged from interest to surprise to occasional stifled laughs. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t be laughing at your bad experience, but that really is the Hindenburg of dates.” She shook her head. “I don’t know what to make of that guy—I mean, I like to think the best of everyone. Maybe he’s decent under the surface but is really bad at understanding other people, or he’s trying to compensate for low self-esteem by being so over-the-top.<br><br>“Though I have to admit, punching that reporter, the sonic attack, and overly brutal victories...maybe it points to something more ominous.” She shook her head. “But I don’t know. Maybe one of us should confront him directly about what his goals are and what his mech did to you.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>19-05-2011, 21:14:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The day after the commercial shoot, a while after she had witnessed Jareth's surprisingly early scheduled second match but before she had gone to witness Montresor's first, Jess received a message from one of the pilots that his sponsor had backed down after he was assigned to fight the Eberhart, and now he had to resigned out of fear of going bankrupt if the German scrapped him. Rolling her eyes at the empty room, she sent a message back that she would just write the match off as a forfeit for the pilot and that he could continue competing with just one loss under his belt. No point in quitting over one little match.<br><br>As she sent the message, she couldn't help but think that the King's Fist or whatever wasn't what the pilots should be worried about. She was one of the few people who wasn't so distracted by the Einenlancer that she didn't notice what had happened immediately before, with Mira screaming and leaving him open to finish her. What had happened there? Had he poisoned her before the match, or was there something else? He didn't seem like the type to go that far, but there was definitely something fishy going on and she couldn't let him keep riding the fame train if he really was just a cheater.<br><br>At least she knew the location of the base where his mech was stored...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>19-05-2011, 21:22:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mira laughed gently at Beth's overview of the date, though it still brought up some rather unpleasant imagery, Mira still couldn't believe that he had the nerve to steal her first kiss like that, the thought was enough to make her shudder.<br>"I swear, stuff like this happens every time I let my guard down around a guy. People wonder why I'm so reclusive and work with machines more then I try to get into a relationship, and stuff like that is why."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>19-05-2011, 21:54:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“I know what you mean," Beth replied. "It seems like too many guys are creeps, and too many women are crazy. In high school, the two girls I briefly dated before Melissa were both all clingy and weird. And I had to deal with two guys on my mech team back then who made all these suggestive remarks—you know, the kind of thing were they make like they’re talking about mechs, but its all a euphemism for sex. Even for fifteen year olds, that was juvenile.” She rolled her eyes. “I had to win a bet to get them to stop.<br><br>“But there are good people out there, and it doesn’t have to be just about romance—having friends is important to. Isolation can really screw with your head. Of course, the problem is when you feel bad, you don’t want to see people, and then it can lead into a downward spiral.” Beth had experienced that first hand.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>19-05-2011, 22:02:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mira broke into full on laughter as she heard Beth talk about her high school experiences. It got so bad that the stylist was starting to get a little annoyed at her. She turned her head back towards Beth, nodding in agreement with her, which inspired a frustrated groan from the stylist.<br>"Maybe I can meet somebody like that some day. It would certainly be nice."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>19-05-2011, 22:23:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“Uh, you need to stop complaining so much, Sweetie,” the stylist said to Mira with exaggerated gestures before moving her head back into place. “You’re too pretty to be having so much trouble! And you’ll be twice as gorgeous when I’m done with you. Isn’t she gorgeous?” He looked to Beth.<br><br>“Definitely,” Beth blurted out without thinking. She then hoped that Mira did not notice how badly she blushed after saying so. The stylist smiled at her knowingly, but thankfully did not say anything. Beth did not want Mira to think she was only interested in spending time with her out of base sexual desire. She did genuinely enjoy the other woman’s company. “So, um... I was curious, what do you do with your time, other than mech stuff?” Beth asked Mira.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>19-05-2011, 22:49:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mira giggled gently as the stylist managed to get her to sit still, though she was a bit curious about the severity of Beth's blishing when talking about how good she looked. As far as she saw it, Beth had already met the love of her life, and had lost her. In Mira's mind, that kind of bond was impossible to replace, and Mira was by no means going to try. And yet, it was almost impossible not to notice the way that the older girl started to react after their little moment, was Mira wrong in her way of thinking? She certainly wouldn't be against it...<br><br>When the topic changed to what Mira did when she wasn't working on machines, it was her turn to blush and glance away. "Well, to be honest... I do more mech stuff, it's, um, it's all I've got if you don't count going on terrible dates in there."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>19-05-2011, 23:09:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“I’m almost that bad myself,” Beth admitted ruefully. “Between the matches, all the hours of target and maneuvering practice, and dealing with all the boring product and endorsement stuff... most nights I’m too tired to do anything but read and watch holovids. My only two real hobbies are cycling and hiking trails—I guess that’s terribly dull of me. But my favorite thing is just having in-depth conversations. Like, going to one of those mid-level family restaurants with cozy booths, and then you can just blab about politics, movies, music, philosophy, or wherever the topic drifts to. Just ‘life, the universe, and everything,’ as they say.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>19-05-2011, 23:18:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mira didn't quite feel as bad about her lack of hobbies with Beth admitting that she wasn't a whole lot better off. As she stood up from her chair, the stylist having finished with her, she said her thanks to him and started to step out of the trailer, speaking to Beth as she walked. "My nights typically consist of maintenance, weapons training, simulations, strategic application, and then a few hours using my designing program. I'm always looking for ways to make Einenlancer operate smoother, perform better."<br><br>Her eyes showed a few hints of shame as she corrected herself.<br>"Well, I was anyway... now it would just be nice to get an operable machine out of it. So many parts are beyond salvage and just need to be replaced, I don't think I have the money to get Einenlancer back to the way it was."<br><br>It was obvious that Mira adored that mech.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>19-05-2011, 23:42:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“I didn’t realize how bad your situation was,” Beth said sadly. “But I guess it’s stupid of me not to have thought of that—I remember how it was when I first started out, I don’t know if I would have made it financially if I’d gotten so unfairly trashed right out of the gate.<br><br>“There is stuff you can do to make extra money, like posters and merchandizing, doing commercials, and all that. I have to admit, even I’m pretty worried—I’ve got my team about to start on a second <em>Lissa</em> in case things go poorly when I do finally fight Herman. But I’ll tell you what—if you really do run out of money, I’d be willing to let you go through my spare parts collection. Mike, my crew chief, is kind of a pack rat when it comes to mech equipment. Also, I could maybe delay my own project a bit and loan you my team for a few hours here and there.” Beth wished she could offer more, but the truth was she did need to think of her own career first, even if she badly wanted Mira to make it as well.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>19-05-2011, 23:58:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"That's not even the worst part, the worst part was that he never even really said that he was sorry for demolishing my baby, he just expected to paste a few things together and hoped that worked, along with some piss poor excuse about how he couldn't take it easy on me, or he'd be setting me up failure. Yeah, like that's really a valid reason for why he did something like that to me. I swear..."<br><br>Mira shook her head, fighting back tears as she recalled the moment that she first realized what had happened to her mech. All of those months shopping around for <em>just the right</em> hose line here, or <em>the perfect</em> generator. Mira literally spent almost a year of her life building that thing up from literally scratch, each and every component that went into the machine had to get approved by Mira first, and get scrutinized for flaws, and compared to competitive pieces. Then, after all that work, it was taken from her in a fight that had barely lasted a minute. She barely had time to pull the ribbon off and fade in the paint before it got scrapped.<br><br>After a moment, she was able to pull herself together, she smiled up at her, though simply thinking about her machine was enough to bring down her mood. <br>"Anyway, I really appreciate all of the help you're willing to offer. I'm sure everything will work out for the best, eventually... I mean, it may be rough for a little while, but I'm pretty sure that I'll be able to manage, as long as I'm able to survive my redemption match. Anyway, let's try and talk about something a bit more fun, I don't like feeling depressed."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>20-05-2011, 00:37:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				“It does sound awful, to put your heart and soul in something and have h... have it taken away.” Beth immediately felt humiliated at her slip-up, realizing why she had almost used the wrong pronoun. “You’re one hundred percent right, let’s just change the subject to something better.”<br><br>The two arrived outside the door to the main set, but there was a red light over it indicating they should not go in yet. “Did you hear about how they reestablished contact with the Truth I space probe? That’s the one they launched eighty-five years ago to check out a planet that spectroscopically appears to have water and may have earth-like size and orbit around its primary. Everyone thought it was destroyed, but it just didn’t have enough power to transmit back to earth. Now that it is, or was, on the outer edge of the system it’s getting more solar energy. In just thirteen months, we may know if there is life existing outside our own solar system. Can you imagine? Of course, the probe actually arrived ten years ago, it’s just that its takes eleven years for a signal to travel eleven light years, and—” She stopped and laughed. “Sorry, I don’t mean to get too excitable—I’m just a big nerd at heart.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>20-05-2011, 00:46:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mira felt a little bit guilty for her words when she realized what Beth had meant by her error in pronouns. Even though she was able to correct herself, Mira was able to catch on to the general idea, and it made her feel rather lousy that she was comparing a wrecked machine to a dead wife, rather that was or wasn't intended, it still wasn't very appropriate. As such, Mira was more then happy to listen to Beth as she ranted about the space probe that launched before she was born, and about how it was able to transmit signals back to earth in another meager year's wait to see the results. She smiled and shook her head when Beth apologized for her excitement, rather relieved that the incident before was put behind them so easily. "Oh, don't worry about it, I'd likely do the same if we got on the topic of mech hardware, I've been holding my tongue for as long as I can remember about stuff like that."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>20-05-2011, 00:58:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				“That reminds me, are you interested in the software side of mechs, like operating systems and battlefield diagnostics? Because that’s the one thing I am good at, and I’ve made these mods to—” Beth stopped herself. “Crap, I just brought the subject back to mechs in less than a minute after promising not to. We’re both hopeless—we may as well just surrender and start living out of our hangars forever.” Then she got a mischievous look. “At least there can still be candlelight dinners there, or so I’ve been told...” she could not help but chuckle slightly at her own joke, even if it was bad form.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>20-05-2011, 01:02:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mira did an overly exaggerated wince, along with the recoil away and the arms put up in self defense when she talked about a candlelight dinner in a hangar. "Ooh, now that's a real delicate issue you're bringing up there, if done wrong, it gets you a nice hand across the cheek... so I've seen thus far anyway." Mira straightened up and chuckled lightly. "I don't know about you, but I'd rather not have the smell of mech fuel ruining a perfectly good dinner."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>20-05-2011, 01:22:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				“Ah, but you haven’t lived until you’ve tried the Titanium Alloy Gearshaft ala Raines, complete with a light mech fuel glaze and garnished with LED warning lights.” She shook her head, smiling. “I think a recording of this conversation could be used to put me in a mental institution. And I’d probably still spend most of my day worrying about mechs.<br><br>“Oh well. I think you’ll probably be up soon. Let me know if you want to be introduced to any of the actors who are in the announcement. We got Sally Green and Aasif Hance, they’ve both been in a lot of good stuff lately.” She paused. “Although I doubt Sally’s too happy with me, as I hear she’s been dating Sardar Sangma.”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>20-05-2011, 01:31:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				To say that Mira didn't get out much was a massive understatement. The two first names were only vaguely familiar to her, certainly not names that she knew a whole lot about. She never really sent out to watch any movies though, so it was at least somewhat justified. She gently scratched the back of her head as Beth continued to list off these eerily alien names to her, laughing gently at her own ignorance. "Right, right... so why should Sally be so mad at you just because she's dating some guy, anyway? Hardly seems like a reason to me."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>20-05-2011, 02:03:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				“Sangma’s a mech pilot, remember?” Beth laughed slightly. “I just beat him in my first prelim. But I guess maybe the pilots are just squishy uninteresting things inside those sexy mechs, eh? ...Anyway, I’m only teasing you.” The light over the door changed from red to green. “Looks like they’re ready for you. I’d be happy to come in and watch, but if that’s too much of a distraction I can wait outside for you.”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>20-05-2011, 02:07:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mira tilted her head away, she had been in a bit of a reclusive depression after her first match that she didn't pay any attention to anything going on in the outside world, it was actually embarrassing that she had missed so many events because of it. "Heh... I guess that explains it..." Mira remained silent for a few seconds after that, unsure of what to say until the light flicked green and Beth said that she would be willing to wait outside. "Are you kidding? You really want to toss a recluse like me into a room full of strangers? I'd lose my mind if you weren't around for moral support, that's what friends are for, right?"<br><br>Mira decided to joke on herself a little more and play up her recluse act, she widened her eyes a little and put a bit of panic into her voice, hoping that Beth would see the joke hidden inside her words. "R-right?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>20-05-2011, 02:25:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Beth smiled at Mira’s joking around. “I’d be glad to come in with you, but all joking aside I think you can handle this—and I think you’re strong enough to handle everything else life is going to throw at you.” She led Mira inside the studio. “Let’s go meet the director. Oh, and break a leg—preferably one on the next mech you fight.”<br><br>(OOC: I figure we can probably skip the commercial bit and just go to the goodbyes afterward.)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>20-05-2011, 02:30:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mira turned and nodded gently. "Yeah, I hear you on that one." Mira went in and got situated, though there was no avoiding the fact that she did look a bit out of her element around these types of people, always rushed and moving on to the next step as quickly as possible. As a mechanic at heart, Mira was more adjusted to taking her time to carefully identify flaws in the work, and slowly to about fixing it to make sure it was perfect, this kind of rushed mentality simply made her uncomfortable. Nevertheless, she was able to say her three lines after a couple of tries, and actually came off as rather serious about it on the cut that they accepted.<br><br>As they stepped out of the room, Mira let out a sigh of relief. "Well, that wasn't so bad."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>20-05-2011, 02:51:13</strong>
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				“Yeah, you did a good job. And this’ll really help get Chilton’s Syndrome on the radar so that there can be positive change.” Beth walked Mira back toward her car. “I really have a lot of fun spending time with you, Mira. I hope we can do it more often. Oh, and maybe we can get on the same team for a match—I’d love it if we got to fight side-by-side.” Beth suddenly found herself feeling oddly shy. <em>Damn, I’m definitely getting a crush on her. And I don’t even know if she’s into other women at all!</em> She was a mess of conflicting emotions. Why did everything always have to be so complicated lately?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>20-05-2011, 02:56:12</strong>
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				Mira found her face flushing gently when Beth talked about actually wanting to fight side by side with her, she nodded eagerly at the sentiment, unaware of what was going through Beth's mind as she responded. "It would be my honor to fight alongside one of the best in the league, as long as you wouldn't mind picking up my slack, of course." Mira giggled gently and rested her back against her car. She also really enjoyed having somebody to talk to, and decided that she wasn't quite ready to go back to the pile of bolts and demolished pieces that was Einenlancer just yet. "I seem to recall your message carrying an invitation for lunch... You still game for that?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>20-05-2011, 03:16:48</strong>
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				Beth smiled widely at the invitation. “Definitely. I actually came by subway, so we can just go in your car. What are you in the mood for?”<br><br>(OOC: I figure we should probably stop here for now and pick up on this plot thread another time, or everyone else is going to get annoyed with how much we’re making them read. :P )
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>20-05-2011, 03:22:32</strong>
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				Mira tilted her head upwards and put a finger to her chin, thinking silently to herself for a few moments.<br>"Hmm... I don't really get out much, any good restaurants nearby?"<br><br>(Works for me. I suppose we'll pick this up tomorrow, after everybody's had a chance to read... And it gives me time to work on Alister's battle.) <br><br>....................................<br><br><em>Meanwhile, at the MBF combat arena.</em><br><br>The other Malrain sibling couldn't stop himself from smirking as his orange mech stepped out onto the field of battle. The setting was a ruined city, debris was all too commonplace, massive sky scrapers toppled over to make for decent cover, devastated streets made the otherwise level terrain extremely rugged, and stable ground for artillery fire was very scarce, good thing for Alister, his fighting style involved him staying mobile, and hardly spending any amount of dedicated time on the ground, so this wouldn't be too much of an issue unless his wings were clipped.<br><br>His opponent was a bit of an interesting individual, the man wore a complete super hero costume, and his &nbsp;golden mech (http://www.mahq.net/mecha/codegeass/geass-r2/rpi-212.jpg) shimmered in the artificial light that radiated from the lights overhead. At the present time, the man was standing on the shoulder of his MW, pandering to the cameras for the people so dedicated to the MBF that they actually purchased preliminary tickets. While the prelims weren't aired publicly, for a fee, anybody could sit at home and enjoy the action. It actually proved to be a pretty respectable source of revenue for the league, and the officials were ALL about that.<br>"Ladies and Gentlemen! Are you ready for the <strong>sword of justice</strong> to strike again!?"<br><br>Alister had to roll his eyes at the performance, he heard that the guy was a bit of a ham, but he didn't imagine anything like this. Some people were willing to do anything to get their shining chance in the limelight, it was almost sad. He silently spoke under his breath while he waited for his opponent's little display to end so that they could start the battle. He didn't even fully understand why he acted like this, they were only in the preliminaries, it wasn't like there was any kind of live audience yet or anything. Some people were just confusing, Alister realized, and there was really no point in trying to put logic behind their actions.<br>"Jason Northingway and his golden mech... the truthinator, what a joke."<br><br>Jason's act didn't stop as he jabbed a finger at Zero, speaking in a stern voice.<br>"You there! Prepare to face the justice of my wrath! Fight honorably and you shall be spared my <strong>ultimate attack!</strong>"<br>"You have got to be kidding me..."<br><br>Alister simply shook his head as the guy in hero garb jumped down into the cockpit of the truthinator and closed the hatch, his voice roaring over netcom.<br>"Strike! <strong>Sword of justice</strong>! show my enemies the meaning of <strong>true courage</strong> and <strong>virtue</strong> on the battlefield!"<br>"... He's still not done yet?"<br><br>The alarm went off to indicate the start of the match, and the gold mech came out of the gate hard and fast, bearing a claymore as large as the mech itself and swinging it at Zero. Alister had decided to stand still in the middle of the battlefield until he was within strike range, just to see how idiotic his opponent was.<br><strong>"Virtue!"</strong><br><br>Alister had little trouble dodging such a heavily broadcasted attack, as his mech spun to the side and fired it's double beam rifle at the heavily exposed side of the opposing machine. What Alister didn't expect, however, was that Jason would simply put truthinator's claymore in the path of the beams, and that the sword would actually absorb the plasma and start glowing with energy.<br>"You fool! Your trickery only adds power to the <strong>sword of justice!</strong>"<br><br>Alister let out a smirk, even though he had to retreat backwards in order to avoid getting sliced in half by the red claymore.<br>"A sword that absorbs plasma and, in turn, uses it to fuel the blade's secondary features... I have to admit, that's quite a weapon he's got"<br><br>Zero transformed into jet mode and took off into the air, the opposing mech pointed it's glowing claymore at the jet while it boosted upwards.<br>"Coward! I knew that you would not be able to handle a straight fight. You see? He had no choice but to retreat from my almighty sword!"<br><br>Alister's eyes narrowed as his get snapped around and stopped in mid air.<br>"Okay, the act was funny at first, but now it's just getting sad and annoying."<br><br>While in mid air, Alister began to dive back down towards the truthinator. Once he reached ideal speeds, he transformed back into mech mode and aimed a high speed kick at the mech who was standing firm. This was one of Alister's favorite maneuvers, and his fans had taken to calling it the 'lethal swoop'. Typically, he had to do something to stun or weaken his opponent, or he could seize an opportunity while a teammate had an opponent distracted. However, this guy was so focused on putting on the hammiest performance he could, that he wasn't focused on what he should have been, the battle.<br><br>Jason just barely put up truthinator's claymore in time to block the kick, and with a bit of a momentum shift Alister had little difficulty wedging the massive blade out of the hands of the gold mech. However, with both hands free, the truthinator suddenly pulled out a vibroblade, and attempted to slice off Zero's outstretched leg while it was still in the motion of wedging the claymore from his hands. Alister was able to counter by kicking off truthinator's shoulder and boosting his way backwards to stable ground, but still, Alister had to admit that he was rather impressed by the actions. Were Jason fighting anybody less reflexive and quick then Alister, and that leg would surely have been gone.<br>"Looks like the hero has some moves after all... interesting."<br><br>After the first clash had ended, Jason seemed to realize that he was vulnerable to Alister's rifle fire without his claymore, because the instant that Alister put his rifle back out in front of him, the truthinator was running at full speed to try and get back to it's primary weapon. Alister opened fire, and with a few controlled shots, was able to put a plasma round through the back of each of truthinator's kneecaps, sending the gold mech tumbling to the ground. Truthinator was now immobile, and it was time for Alister to have just a little bit of fun before the match ended. <br><br>Even with both of the knees blown out, truthinator crawled towards it's beloved claymore on it's hands. However, it was intercepted by a swiftly boosting Zero, which was firing several plasma rounds into the claymore. Before the gold mech could lay hands on it's sword of justice, Zero grabbed the massive weapon with both hands collected it from the ground, and boosted back towards Truthinator, once he was over the truthinator, Alister sent the searing red blade diving down towards his opponent. Over netcom, Alister could hear Jason scream out as the blade descended.<br>"No, <strong>NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!</strong>"<br><br>There was dead silence in the arena for a few seconds, as it took everybody a few seconds to register what happened next. The blade sunk into the ground, just barely two inches away from the lower stomach of the truthinator. It was close, but the gold mech was left entirely unharmed by the attack. Inside the cockpit of Zero, Alister smirked, and spoke over Netcom for the first time since the battle began. "you expected something a bit more... destructive?"<br><br>With the blade stabbed into the ground in place, Zero began to walk away from the damaged truthinator.<br>"I've already claimed my win, to do any more damage would be pointless."<br><br>With that, Alister was gone, and a recovery team was dispatched to pick up the incapacitated truthinator, the only damage done during the battle was two blown kneecaps and some irreparable damage to Jason's ego.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>20-05-2011, 21:18:59</strong>
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				After her lunch with Mira, Beth returned to her apartment. The place was not anything special—living room, kitchenette, bathroom, a small bedroom—but it was reasonably comfortable and it was home. In one corner of the room was a holographic comm suite. Of course, her surroundings did not matter much, because Beth was the happiest she had been in a long time. She had greatly enjoyed the chance to talk mech strategy and design philosophy with Mira over lunch, as well their conversation during the shoot for the public service announcement. Maybe later she would feel more conflicted, but for now everything was good.<br><br>Seeing as how she had some free time, Beth decided to follow through on her earlier decision to look into Jareth Herman and his mystery weapon. She called MBF Pilot Affairs, and immediately an unusual ordeal set in—each time she even mentioned Jareth’s name, her call was soon bounced to a different department with an awkward excuse. Was she being paranoid, or were all these people under instructions not to discuss the subject?<br><br>Thirty-five minutes later her mood had gone from chipper to foul, and she spoke with strained politeness—which for Beth was about as nasty as she generally got. “Please, if you can’t help me, could you transfer me to your boss? I really feel this issue is important, and I need to talk to someone who can say something about it.”<br><br>“Hold please.”<br><br><em>What is with these people?</em><br><br>Even though she had been speaking by holographic comm up until this point, she now received an audio only reply. “Jack MacDonald, VP of Mech Benchmarks and Safety. What can I do for you, Ms. Raines?”<br><br><em>Finally.</em> “Mr. MacDonald, I’m calling because it’s come to my attention that the MW <em>Eberhart,</em> piloted by Jareth Herman, is equipped with a sonic weapon that attacks pilots directly. I would like to know why such a weapon was ruled in, and why none of the other pilots in the MBF were consulted or even warned about this unprecedented decision.”<br><br>There was a pause. “The Mech Battle Federation will not confirm or deny any statements regarding Mr. Herman at this time. Good day, Ms. Raines.”<br><br>“What? Hello?!” <em>He just hung up on me!</em> Beth gripped the armrest of the chair as she looked to the empty holographic display. Who else was there for her to talk to?<br><br>Finally she remembered Jess Redhart, the manager for Pilot Registration and Statistics. When Beth had dropped out last season with a month to go, she had been very understanding. <em>It’s worth a shot.</em><br><br>Beth activated the holocomm, and shortly thereafter Jess’s image appeared and greeted her.<br><br>“Ms. Redhart, it's Beth Raines. I’m so sorry to bother you like this,” Beth began, “but I’m not sure if anyone else can help me. I was talking with Mira Malrain about her first match, and she told me that she was attacked by a painful sonic weapon which completely disoriented her within her cockpit. I believe her, and I’ve heard amateur pilots who faced Jareth Herman and his mech make similar claims. I just spent forty minutes trying to get answers from the MBF as to why they would allow such a weapon, and I really think I’m being deliberately stonewalled.” She paused and sighed. “Have you heard anything about this? I’m at my wit’s end.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>20-05-2011, 22:09:32</strong>
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				Due to her involvement with sorting out all of the pilot data and preparing it so that the preliminary match organizers could do their jobs, Jess was quite busy at the moment and would continue to be for the next week or so. However, when she saw Beth Raines was calling, someone she hadn't expected to return at all this season, let alone win her first match, she made an exception.<br><br>The director smiled politely into the holocomm and greeted the pilot, as uncomfortable as ever with being called "Ms. Redhart" by someone who was the same age, but letting it slide due to the circumstances. As Beth explained the reason for the call, the smile faded away and a more sincere look took over. "I'm sorry, but I don't really know much more than you. Whenever something shady like this happens, they do everything they can to keep me out of it," the woman said wistfully. "I will tell you, though, that I think there's something going on there, too. There's no way a slower mech like Mr. Herman's could have hit Mira's without having done something to stun her," she stated, using the pilot's first name out of reflex. "I've been thinking about looking into this myself."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>20-05-2011, 22:52:22</strong>
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				Beth could not help but smile slightly. “I can’t tell you how relieved I am to hear you saying all this. It’s too bad neither of us know why this is happening, but it’s a start. If you decide to look into this and you need any help at all, please don’t hesitate to ask.”<br><br>The pilot made note of Jess calling Mira by her first name. “I was wondering, do you know Mira very well? She’s just so terribly sweet, and I hate to see how distraught she is over her mech being totaled.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>20-05-2011, 23:05:02</strong>
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				"Along with Mira, I happen to know where Jareth's base is located," Jess said with a smile that hinted at mischief. "I may pay a visit to it sometime when I know he's not around."<br><br>At the next question, she couldn't help but smile wider at seeing someone else being concerned for the younger woman. "Yeah, I know her a little bit. I had to visit her and get her attitude back up after Herman broke the Einenlancer, then I gave her a little bit of back-up when she went on a date with him. Boy, that didn't end well..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>20-05-2011, 23:18:48</strong>
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				Beth was visibly surprised at the plan Jess had in mind. But when the other woman mentioned the infamous date, she laughed. “Yeah, she was telling me a little about the date today. We’ve got to do something to get her self-esteem up—bet or not, Mira totally should have stood him up for what he did to her mech.”<br><br>She shook her head, but then became a bit more serious. “One thing though, about that plan—aren’t you worried? I mean, if there is something genuinely crooked going on, it could be dangerous to poke around.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>20-05-2011, 23:39:54</strong>
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				<span class="bbc_u"><em>On US Military Base 11KGD: Jareth's mech hangar after match with Scorpion</em></span><br><br>Jareth drove his mech inside the hangar by the transport vechile he uses himself transport his mech around. Once in hangar he goes to control screen, inputting the password to get access to commands he starts program the hangar machines, factory and robots on the work. They lift off his mech up by chains to upward stance, it's legs hanging limbly at the moment. The robots starts analyze mech's condition and their basic programming they seek then method how repair it back to old self. Once analysis is complete the scan bots send information to factory machines to produce needed parts to repair his mech. All is conveniently automated but then again nothing beats a real skilled engineer have watch over his mech. As end robots only return mech to original condition, does not reinforce it or make it better. Jareth himself does inspections, planning and programming to make his mech better and then reprograms hangar bots to make rescan and change the default condition of his mech.<br><br>While bots were scanning he moved to his manager office, which is air conditioned and sound proof for any events in hangar. He goes to fridge, warming up simple quick meal in microwave and just sits and eats. Despite his own factory and mech he is far from rich, even suit what he had used in date had belonged to his own father and so does the car. While eatting he looks on pair of pictures in his desk. In other was himself with parents, in other was old picture of Mira Malrain with her father while he was active in league. Sighing he watched the two pics he said towards picture of his father; "You told me that war is hell father, I assumed it meant only the number of casualties and suffering of families from lost husbands. But I think I understand it now, it was hell also for soldiers themselves when they faced foes. Especially foes which they wished not at all kill in combat...." Altough Jareth had not gone far as kill Mira but someway living was now hard for Mira as she suffered from her loss tremendously. From loss of her mech and now on risk loosing her career. While looking on pic of Mira he said towards her pic; "I am sorry for wrecking your mech Mira, I guess the poor excuse which I gave to myself to have resolve to do it did not work for you."<br><br>He ligths up smoke and inhales deeply, staring roof he exhales smoke cloud up and coughs violently, chuckling after coughing wheezing he says; "Damn father, why hell you smoked these things? But I guess I miss the familiar smell you had around with you dad. So I guess I bear the pain of lung cleansing treatment few times for you." He sighs and adds; "And suffer some more I guess. How hell I could fight Mira again......I just can't I guess." He looked upon the mech in hangar and said towards it; "I guess your both my source of my pain and tool of revenge. Because of you I am here, figthing and being bad guy of the league. 'The wrecker' indeed. May that name and you bring terror to pilots and make the those fucking money leeching sponsors out of MBF! Each and every fucking one!" Jareth slams his fist down and with tears nearly in his eyes he growls; "They will fucking learn for messing with Hermans! I do not know who fuck did it but I am sure even if I would know they cannot be fucking touched! So I will drain them dry from cash instead! Make them regret ever hearing about sponsoring MBF pilots or searching new mechs to leagues!" Jareth's anger calms down and he starts check his mail in computer. Some angry mail from Scorpions fans, delete all. Some mail from from MBF regarding third and final match, it seems pilot called quits in advance. So Jareth does not even need to fight now to enter league. He smiles.<br><br><em>It seems I start become scary it seems.</em><br><br>He looks again on Mira's pic, with pained expression he turns her pic face down and sigh he says; "Bury my heart so I do not feel always pain. As I doubt you would like monster what I am going to become. I cannot be both hero and villain.....and you simply your too kind to fall in to villain."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>21-05-2011, 00:34:41</strong>
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				Jess literally waved off Beth's concerns of herself getting hurt. Though she was probably nervous herself, the director wasn't going to show it. "It'll be fine. That factory was fully automated, so, at worst, I'll have to face off with his maid or something. And if there's anything shady going around here, no one's going to think keeping Herman in the tournament is worth getting rid of me over. Not with my connections.<br><br>"Just try to keep Mira safe and unaware for the time being. Between her mech and her brother, she's got enough to deal with right now."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>21-05-2011, 01:25:48</strong>
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				“I feel bad about how Mira relates to her family,” Beth admitted at the mention of the girl’s brother. “I’m still very close with my parents and my siblings, and its such a shame that her family seems to be more of a hindrance to her than something supportive.<br><br>“But definitely, I’d like her to stay safe and not get involved in this directly. I’ll keep an eye on her.” Beth feared she was sounding a little too worried about Mira, and decided to change the subject. “I do have one last question, I don’t know if it’s something you’d know off hand. Are there any specific regulations in the MBF that prohibit weapons which directly target pilots, or is it just more of a <em>de facto</em> custom within the league?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>21-05-2011, 01:30:43</strong>
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				Jess didn't show any signs that she thought Beth was being suspiciously concerned with Mira's well-being, but she raised an eyebrow at the final question. "If it wasn't a regulation, nobody would be trying to hide it from you, would they? Just remember, it's illegal for a pilot to directly attack his opponent's cockpit with ANY weapon, even if it can't really penetrate. But not only does this weapon HAVE to attack the cockpit, it also is <em>meant</em> to hit inside of it. From my view, that's basically like busting up your opponent's kneecaps with a baseball bat before the match. There's no damn way it should be okay."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>21-05-2011, 01:50:41</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong>Illyria's manor garden:</strong></div><br><br>Illyria was back in her garden working on the plants. A faint smile graced her lips as she carried out the tasks required for maintaining such a garden. She had much work to do today since that match had put her off schedule in her gardening and some of the rarer plants would take great labors to maintain with their schedual out of whack.&nbsp; She would normally have a special gardener tend to the plants but the match&nbsp; had caught her off guard and she hadn't managed to get the gardener appointed so here she was rushing to protect her precious garden. <br><br>She had a holopad out here so that she could monitor events while she worked and thus was listening to a saved copy of the event held by miss Raines. This company that she was so against was the one that had done of the enhancements on Illyria she had no real complaints about the company but at the same time she didn't care what happened to it either.<br><br><div align="center"><strong><br>Hachi's autoshop and a trip to town:</strong></div><br>Hachi was buried in work as usual and it made him smile. If he wasn't working on mechs or anything he really did enjoy his job. with the parts he had laying around he could easily build another MW but he wasn't interested in that. No he was more interested in keeping his current one in good shape. That aside he had just finished with a supply truck and was preparing to take a break from his work. <br><br>He went to his jeep and went out into town. He loved the city view and was definitely interested in seeing what was going on for the day. He always considered it funny how it was these trips into town that got him customers. He was a friendly fellow who would help someone who seemed to be having problems. Somewhere along the line during a conversation while he was helping the topic of him being a mechanic would come up and the people would show up at his shop later. He didn't mind and it was good for business. What he thought was the best part was that these people would often become regulars.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>21-05-2011, 02:07:01</strong>
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				“Oh, I agree completely,” Beth said. “I just wasn’t sure because, let’s face it, the MBF can be very byzantine and unpredictable in how it responds to problems. But I still have to wonder if the use of the weapon is the only misdeed here, or if it’s a sign of something worse. I mean, someone must have inspected the Eberhart and let it pass. Was it just a simple case of bribery that got us to this point?” She shook her head. “Maybe I’m just being paranoid.<br><br>“Anyway, Jess—if you don’t mind me calling you that—I really appreciate you taking the time to talk to me. Please take care and keep in touch.” She smiled at the image of the other woman.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>21-05-2011, 02:15:28</strong>
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				Jess sighed and looked up at the ceiling. "You never know with this corporation. We're pretty much the largest entertainment-based corporation in the world, so it's really hard to know when little conspiracies like this are taking place. It's usually not enough to effect profits in any way, so nobody really cares."<br><br>The woman broke into a smile and looked back at her image when Beth called her by her proper name. "No problem, Elizabeth. For safety's sake, I'll let you know before I do anything rash like break into Herman's base. I just want to watch his fourth match before that so I can be sure he didn't just dump the weapon or hide it or something."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>21-05-2011, 02:24:29</strong>
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				“Okay, that sounds good,” Beth said. “Oh, and I almost forgot—I’m just about positive Jack MacDonald, the mech safety VP, is aware of what’s happening. He gave me this creepy ‘we can’t comfirm or deny any rumors’ thing and then immediately cut the transmission.” She shook her head. “So, it might be worth keeping tabs on him too.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>21-05-2011, 02:28:19</strong>
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				"Old Jack, hm?" Jess muttered, tapping her chin thoughtfully. "Thanks for letting me know. Maybe I'll pay a visit to his office soon. Would you like to join me?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>21-05-2011, 03:08:56</strong>
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				“Hmm... I don’t know if it’ll do any good,” Beth replied. “He’d just deny any misconduct, and we’d be tipping our hand about the fact that we’re both suspicious of him. It might be better to find something we could actually go to the police or go to the public with.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>21-05-2011, 03:11:26</strong>
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				"That's certainly one way of doing it...or we could just scare MacDonald into telling us what he knows," Jess mused. "I don't think the man's got the balls to stand up to one pissed off woman, let alone two. But, since you're the one who found out about this, we'll play it your way. What do you suggest we do for starters?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>21-05-2011, 03:48:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Beth laughed slightly. “I don’t know that I’m capable of being intimidating outside a mech cockpit—although I must admit I’m pissed enough over this whole thing that I might be able to summon some righteous indignation.<br><br>“If we really want to make MacDonald trip up and say something incriminating, we’d need to confront him with something big—and preferably in public, so it won’t be just our word against his. Like, at a stockholder meeting or something.<br><br>“If this were one of those police procedural shows, I’d say we ought to look at his financials and see if there’s any sign he took a bribe—unfortunately, that’s not really an option for civilians. The only other thing I can think of is your original plan to snoop around in Herman’s candlelight hangar for incriminating information.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>21-05-2011, 03:57:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Since Jess was such a forward person, she didn't really have any experience with any of Beth's ideas, most of which required patience and tact. However, since Mira was involved, she was willing to listen in this case and not try to force anything too reckless.<br><br>"So we're sticking with that, then? Alright, I'll see what I can find around there, assuming Herman himself is involved. Honestly, he don't know if he's capable of this type of shady dealing, but I've misjudged people before. I guess I could try to let MacDonald think I wanted in on it myself, but with my history... Well, anyway, let me know if you come up with any other good ideas. Oh, and give Mira my best wishes."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>21-05-2011, 04:48:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“I’ll be sure to do that,” Beth said. “If there’s nothing else, then I wish you goodbye and good luck, Jess.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>21-05-2011, 04:59:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah, that's all for now. Don't let Mira get too down on herself, and take care, Elizabeth." With that, Jess hung up the holocomm. For now, she would return to her regular work, but her mind would continue to wonder just how MacDonald was involved, how many people were involved with him, and, most importantly, what to do with Jareth and the Eberhart.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>21-05-2011, 17:33:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Day 16:</strong><br><br>"Lastly, Mr. Montresor, we have to ask you about the one thing everyone's been talking about: your match with the West Korean pilot Moon Park at the end of the last season."<br><br>Montresor groaned inwardly and shifted his feet, feeling disdain toward the wide-eyed, yellow-headed journalist who was now staring at him from the couch where she and her talk show co-hosts sat. Of course that was how they had to play it: ask respectful questions about how he was planning to do better this season and what his opinion was regarding some of the new pilots, then, bam, slam him with a controversial question once he felt secure. He had done too many interviews to fall for such an obvious trick of journalism, though.<br><br>"Do I have to answer this a thousand times? Moon Park is an idiot. He insists on being directly involved in the repairs on his Mobile Weapon, but he doesn't know <em>anything</em> about mechanics. He probably just locked off the cooling system by accident when no one was paying attention, and that's why he overheated so quickly during the battle."<br><br>That earned him an incredulous look from one of the male hosts. "You really expect people to believe that Park sabotaged his OWN mech by ACCIDENT, Mr. Montresor?"<br><br>"Maybe if the media paid more attention to the preliminaries, you'd have an answer to that question. Put up the clip I brought in."<br><br>Montresor had had to pay handsomely from his own pocket to get the royalties to air this ten-second clip on public television, but it would be worth it to ruin the credibility of the smug reporters' claims against him. Plus, it was always fun to show people what an idiot Park was.<br><br>The short clip was from the West Korean's very first preliminary match. All it showed was a battered MW, Park's, kneeling down and lining up a shot with a brand new bazooka that he had purchased over the break. The rocket fired and shot off in one direction, while the bazooka and the arm that had formerly been part of the mech shot off in the other direction.<br><br>"Clearly, Park doesn't have the best repair technique in the world," Montresor said with a smirk.<br><br>"...Yes, clearly," answered the defeated blonde journalist. "Thank you for your time, Mr. Montresor, everyone appreciates you taking time out of your preparations to come in and give us a little more insight. Next in our Returning Stars of Mech Battling special series of interviews, we have Sardar Sangma, who will be discussing his new romance with Sally Green."<br><br>Montresor was quickly ushered offset by the off-camera crew and given a spot backstage where he could sit down and watch the rest of the interviews take place. Since he had nothing better to do and he was curious to see who else had been booked (he was only the second one to be interviewed), he decided to stick around and see who else would show up.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>21-05-2011, 17:58:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian stretched lightly as she stepped out of her house. There were some times where it really did pay to be a fighter in the MBF, her tips from bartending were absolutely insane since last season, but it also meant that she was an extremely busy lady almost every night she went to work. Of course, the managers loved it, they couldn't get enough of the influx of business that came as a result of Jillian being on the rise in the MBF, still, that didn't change the fact that Jillian went home in the morning almost utterly exhausted. Since the preliminaries had started on her second season, her hours at the bar had been cut back so that it didn't interfere with her mech battling, which was a lucky break for her.<br><br>When Jillian stepped outside, it was about the middle of the day, she had gotten a message that her first preliminary fight would be tomorrow, so she figured that she'd spend the day relaxing, and getting herself in the zone for tomorrow's match.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>21-05-2011, 20:22:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>16th day</strong><br><br><em>Near Jill</em><br><br>While Jill walked she saw down the street that there was large traffic in cafe place. There was quite large crowd of women trying push through two burly bouncers who literally kept mass of the girls from pushing through the narrow doorway to the cafe?! There was also some guys in the crowd who were eager as the girls to enter the cafe. But overall where there was one guy there was five women in the crowd. A side door opens in the cafe and there was pair of girls which were bearing happy grins and each were holding something in their hands. It appeared to be poster somekind.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>21-05-2011, 20:31:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian rose her eyebrow, wondering what kind of presence would make an entire horde of teenage girls go absolutely wild. Chances were it was the stupid fad of a teenage heartthrob, the kind of singer and TV celebrity that was advertised to the point of puking, only to be replaced with a newer model in about three years, it was a common tactic to keep the tween girl populace buying all kinds of new merchandise. Albums, T shirts, glasses with the heartthrob's mug plastered on it, anything that the corporation backing him could think of. Far from wanting to be mistaken for one of them, Jillian gave the crowd a wide berth and moved along, though she did keep a curious eye on the scene.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>21-05-2011, 20:48:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian moves and avoids the crowd, keeping eye on the scene she then sees the duo of girls who left from side entrance which was briefly opened and instantly closed and locked after girls left. She gets decent look on the posters what the girls were holding.....the poster was mech pilot poster. In background was blue sky with faint image of moon during bright daylight and below it was image of the city where MBF HQ resides. In pic stood Jareth! He wore his jacket but he wore not shirt under his jacket, so it showed his abs while he weared his worn torn jeans and army boots while holding cigarette with seductive flirt wink. Behind him was top side profile from his mech. In bottom of the poster was his signature.<br><br>So, Jill had not guessed too far off with her initial hunch. But curiously this poster lacks any product advertisement what is usual mech pilot posters. Also overall the poster seems.....nonprofessional. Not in bad way mind you, picture was overall good but Jill had seen dozen corporation created posters he can tell a amateur photographer with low programs had made the poster. In bottom left was only one logo; in metal colored letters with bolts was written 'Printed by Jareth's fanclub by Janice Willbrook'.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>21-05-2011, 20:51:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian just shook her head at the poster and went about her business. "Children never change..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>21-05-2011, 23:10:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Illyria as usual had been in her gardens when she had gotten a call about doing some interview for returning pilots. She sighed and agreed but only because she had no decent reason to decline. She wasn't particularly interested in the whole affair but still went none the less.<br><br>The interview as one would expect had been relatively dull. simple questions that she could give quick and simple answers to. The journalist seemed rather miffed by the girls comments. Finally however the jounalist decided to ask a question that Illyria really hadn't expected. "There is a rumor in the business world that your parents were wealthy sponsors of the MBF and after their tragic deaths 3 years ago you took the company and withdrew it's sponsorship to the federation so that you could participate without too much suspician laying on the company is this true?"<br><br>Illyria looked at the journalist a moment pondering how to answer this question before she decided to state something "what one does with their sources of finance are none of your concern.....as for the reason behind the withdrawl of sponsorship.....well let's just say I'm a bit paranoid about the entertainment business and took a precaution against some unexpected possibilities nothing more nothing less.......and I advise you avoid further investigation on this matter......." her tone took a sharp quip to it as she openly glared at the journalist. <br><br>Having said her piece she rose and went back stage. She had come in shortly after Sadmar. There she noticed Montressor and stated "I see they dragged you here as well Monty"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 01:35:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ysena sat quietly in her mech, waiting for her preliminary battle to begin, her cockpit remaining blacked out, listening to the control tower, and what she figured was her opponent trash talking to her, she smiled, he seemed the rush forward and attack all out type, that type of person worked to her advantage.<br><br>"Canidate 613, this is your final call, confirmation will start the battle's countdown." A stuttering sound over the coms mentioned, at least it was time to get things going, "Canidate 613, I am ready to begin" Her cockpit lit up, as a few moments later, the countdown started, 10, 9, 8, 7... "This shouldn't be too difficult" She muttered to herself, 2, 1, Battle commencing. With no need for warning, her opponent began opening fire on her position, so he was the long range type, good thing his aim is poor. Her Phantasm engine bursting to life as she dissapeared from the heat based radars. <br><br>Making a hard left she circled around her opponent, making as much use of the terrain as possible, occasionally stopping to fire off some round's from her cannon, the loud shreiking covering the sound of her movement. Continueing to move around until she was behind him, the other mech was now in her veiw. "Back mounted cannon, with machine vulcans, usual mech, good thing too, since thats what I've been training on all this time." Ysena smiled, moving to a lower profile, her opponent now lost complete track of her, if only he knew how close she had gotten. <br><br>"Time to finish this I think." She commented, firing her cannons in the direction to her opponents left, counting that the screech won't be heard until the desent. As the screech started, thankfully the mech turned in the direction the sound was coming from. Which was all the opening she needed. Moving to a sprint, her movements muted by the cannon shells. <br><br>"Now!" She called to herself as the Dark Lynx lept onto her opponents back. The Mangler claws digging into the electronics until it shut down. Climbing off, the control tower opened coms once again "Congratulations Canidate 613, you have passed the first paliminaries, please vacate the battlefield and return to the main building for your next match." Ysena smiled, "Confirmed, moving now" Moving in a wide arc, she turned towards the main MBF building, perhaps she could catch a few more matches on the pay-per-view.<br><br>Moving to leave her Mech, she moved back through the waiting room. Eyes on her wondering if she would have succeeded or not. Still, they were going to be her future opponents, so why would she care what they think, she just needs the money. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 02:00:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Considering how little he had ever heard her speak before, Montresor wasn't expecting Illyria to be on the line-up of guests. Nonetheless, she did well in her interview and the masked man had to smirk when she stared down the overconfident journalists who thought they could catch the world's top athletes off-guard. They were trained to anticipate anything, and that didn't just apply to the battlefield.<br><br>Montresor chuckled at Illyria's remark. "Of course they did. Apparently, I'm just in it for the money, right, 'Illy?' Good job out there, by the way. Showed that bit- woman that we're not your run-of-the-mill celebrities."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 02:07:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Illyria pondered Montressor's response for a moment "Yes....I suppose so..." she mused softly. Most questions weren't anything too bothersome but that last one just annoyed her why? because it was partially true but her response was alos part of it. She didn't like people prying much into her life and she didn't really enjoy prying into others lives why? she had lived a life of seclusion thus she didn't really know how to interact with others very well.<br><br>It would be obvious to someone who spent much time dealing with people that this young woman clearly didn't know how to deal with people well. It also become obvious why she carried herself with the attitude that she did it was simply because she didn't know that people were easily scared by that sort of thing.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 02:15:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Montresor watched her expression as she answered him, so he noticed that she didn't just respond that way because she disagreed. She genuinely didn't know if what he was saying was right. He had rumors, but it was sad to think that she really was so isolated from other people that she had no idea what they were like. Whereas he had a pretty social life outside of the mask, she probably just locked herself away between matches and had no one.<br><br>Trying not to make it obvious he felt sorry for her, he did his best to be encouraging. "Yeah, you did really good. Can't let people like that go prying into your business and try to expose your 'dirty secrets' to the world. You don't have to share that stuff with anyone you don't trust."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 02:22:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I see" she nodded listening to him her lip twitching up slightly at the corner. She found it relieving that someone would encourage her at least a little bit. She then tapped her chin pondering something else "You....seem rather sociable when you arent sarcastically bothering someone"&nbsp; This comment she wasn't entirely sure if worded right was something she had observed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 02:25:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Montresor didn't quite know whether to chuckle or not, as it didn't seem like she meant the comment in any sort of joking manner. Instead, he shrugged. "I'm not as bad as they make me out to be. I only bother the people that bother me first."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 02:29:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I see" she stated nodding. She looked around the room noticing some preferred to keep their distance from her. This in and of itself didn't bother her she was used to being avoided. "I do think that "Ice Queen" is a tad harsh in reference to myself....no...i'm not the most sociable person....but even still....." she trailed off a hint of confusion and annoyance in her eyes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 02:35:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Montresor leaned back against the wall and looked around at the others, feeling bad that he was one of the people who called her that back before he knew it wasn't her fault that she was like this. She needed someone to reach out to if she were to ever act more human. "I don't think it really fits. It doesn't seem like you're too high on yourself and I've never seen you be hostile about talking to people."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 02:39:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Journalists excluded" she remarked simply. She didn't understand why she was being so talkative with Montressor. Perhaps it was because he was actually taking the time to listen to her. She wasn't quite sure but maybe that was it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 02:45:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Montresor laughed lightly and shook his head, though he still wasn't sure if she was trying to make a joke with that. "Journalists aren't people, they're parasites. All they do is get people worked up about things that don't matter, or scared of crises that don't exist. Be hostile all you want to 'em."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 02:49:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I will" she nodded then looked at him before asking "why........are you so easy to talk to?" She was trying to bring some of this confusion to an answer and she wasn't sure how to word her curiosity so she went with the blunt apporoach.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 02:57:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Montresor was caught off-guard by the blunt question, but he tried to answer as honestly and straight-forwardly as he could. "Maybe I'm just the first one who's noticed you don't act like this because you want to. Or maybe the mask just makes me seem 'not human,' so you can just ask me when you get confused about things. I can't say for sure."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 03:00:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I......see" she responded unsure if that answer was truly satisfactory or not. None the less she nodded accepting it. "yes...perhaps that is the case" she pulled a slip of paper out of seemingly nowhere along with a pen jotting down something she held it out to him. "I doubt....you will actually ever use this...but it's my phone number" she stated softly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 03:11:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Montresor took the paper, a little stunned that she would consider him on such friendly terms after he had misjudged her so often in the past. Apparently, whether he had intended it or not, he was going to be the one she reached out to. "Uh, sure, yeah, I'll make sure to call you. Um...do you have any more paper? It's only fair that I let you have my number, too."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 03:14:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She quickly produced another piece of paper and handed it to him. She had to admit she was surprised both by her own actions and the fact that he said he'd call. None the less she wasn't going to waste the opportunity. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 03:20:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Montresor thanked her and borrowed the pen, writing down his cell phone number and handing the paper back. "Just call if you ever need anything or just want someone to talk to or whatever. I'm not a busy man, so I should be available," the pilot said, smiling to show he was sincere.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 03:31:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Illyria nodded "yes....I think I may sometime.......thank you" her lips moved into a genuine smile. She took the number and her pen back. She was beginning to think she may actually have just made a friend though she wasn't entirely sure if that was the case.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 03:39:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Montresor suddenly felt like the day was a little bit less of a waste when he saw her smile for the first time ever. Odd that she would choose him of all people to be her friend. Then again, you don't really choose your friends, do you? "You're welcome. I'm just glad we can still be friends even though I've been sort of a jerk in the past."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 04:07:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Illyria nodded "I'm.....glad we could be friends too and I forgive you for being a jerk in the past" She spoke softly still smiling. much like he was she was content to know that the day had not been a waste of time.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 04:12:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Montresor chuckled softly. "I bet everyone else is wondering how a weirdo like me managed to get you to smile. Maybe they should have tried harder."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 04:18:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm a freak remember? why would they want to make me smile?" This was said in a manner that would suggest she was joking and in fact she even chuckled softly before adding "so it's only natural that wierdo's would get along in their eyes"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 04:24:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Montresor chuckled again as well. "You're probably right. I don't think you're as much of a freak as me, though," he stated in a challenging manner.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 04:27:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"maybe....or maybe not" she replied chuckling softly. She was truly enjoying herself at the moment.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 04:35:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, I've never heard any stories of you getting in punch-outs with the other pilots."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 04:37:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No...I've simply glared and walked away" she replied shaking her head. She wasn't really worried about who was a freak or not.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 04:43:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Seeing she wasn't going for the joking challenge, Montresor tried for a different subject. "So, make any improvements to the Shiro this year? I always thought that thing was pretty cool."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 04:44:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"really? I've only modified it's armor a little nothing major...." she caught herself "ah...nice try Monty" she stated the smile still preasent
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 04:47:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Huh? What'd I say?" the masked pilot questioned, unaware of any puns he may have made. He didn't know a word of Japanese.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 04:50:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Attempting to gather imformation about my mech to exploit later...that's not very nice" She was chuckling as she spoke. "Though I admit...I have also found the Terror Grand to be an interesting machine."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 04:52:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hey, I wasn't trying to do anything like that..." he said with a frown, though even he had to admit that sounded like something he might pull, at least from other people's view. "You like it, huh? I figured you might, since it's a close-combat machine like yours."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 04:57:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"you werent? well....I apologize then" she stated softly. then when he made his remark about the machine she smiled "yes...I believe close quarters is more exciting than all that long range business. Long range combat may indeed be flashy but I believe that close quarters has a certain....thrill to it"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 04:59:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Montresor nodded in agreement. "With close quarters, you really get to experience your opponents skill and force yourself to fight on reflex, rather than just see who spots and shoots the other one first."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 05:02:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"yes that's it exactly....That's why I find...I hope we get to face eachother sometime....or I would even be content facing Miss Ashfield..." Illyria chuckled thinking about the red head who had such an odd amount of luck to become famous amongst men.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 05:07:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Montresor chuckled and nodded, sliding down the wall he was leaning against to take a seat on the floor. "Yeah, or maybe we could fight on a team together sometime."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 05:15:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"that would be nice as well" she replied smiling as she sat in Seiza staring at him. She couldn't help but smile at the thought.<br><br><br>(Note: Seiza is the japanese posture of sitting on ones knees with their legs tucked propperly beneath them and sitting straight)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 05:16:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He quickly took notice of the unusually postured way in which she sat. "Are you comfortable sitting like that? You can relax more if you want."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 05:18:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"this is fine...though I was left alone much of the time my tutors insisted I sit this way.....It's not uncomfortable unless one isn't used to it....though admittedly it takes time to adjust" She noted 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 05:22:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Montresor though on the matter before shrugging. "I guess there's nothing wrong with it if you're really comfortable that way. I just don't want you to force yourself to do it if you're not."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 05:24:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"thank you for your concern" she stated. she smiled "so tell me....when you origionally had terror grand built was it designed close quarters because you liked it or because it was more theatrical?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 05:29:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The blonde pilot folded his heads behind his head as he answered. "Well...I'd have to say both, honestly. Viewers seem to prefer close-range combat since it's more action-packed and more visceral, and I agree with them. So yeah, both. How about you?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 05:31:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I made Shiro No Tsurugi designed for close quarters out of preference........though I knew the crowds loved theatrics....." she shrugged "that wasn't exactly my top priortiy....but it did wind up serving an interesting bonus"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 05:34:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I figured you weren't much for theatrics, unless you're a big fan of silent film," he teased, laughing lightly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 05:35:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I do....like theatrics actually.....including silent film" she shot back chuckling
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 05:39:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Huh. Color me surprised," he said with a smile. "What else do you like?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 05:43:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"well much of my free time is spent taking care of a garden on my manors grounds......i truly love gardening...I also enjoy reading" she remarked "I especially enjoy Shakespearian works"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 05:49:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'd probably enjoy gardening but I've never really had the chance to try it out for myself. I'm actually quite a bit of a reader myself," he said with a chuckle. "Three guesses as to who one of my favorite writers is."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 05:53:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"mm.....Shakespeare, Dante Alighiri, or perhaps stephen king?" the last one was meant as a bit of&nbsp; a joke but she could confidently say that he may indeed enjoy shakespeare or at least she believed that granted his theatrical flare.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 05:56:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Montresor laughed a bit more. "Uh, I do love Shakespeare and Dante, but no. I'm guessing you've never read the Cask of Amontillado by Edgar Allen Poe?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 05:57:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Little did either Monty or Illyria know, a reporter behind the scenes managed to snag a few pictures of the two of them talking and smiling, something either of them hardly did when they were apart, it seemed. The tabloids the next day would read:<br><br><em>Match made in heaven? New relationships bloom between two black sheep.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 06:00:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"ah...I see so it's Poe....It's been some time since last I read anything by him...and Cask of Amantillado is a good one....though I myself am more for the verses of "The Raven" it has such a meloncholic vibe" she replied.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 06:06:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Montresor nodded slowly. "The Raven is a masterpiece. The way Poe starts off with a single tone and constantly builds it up all the way to the end shows a lot of control of detail."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 06:10:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"yes...that is certainly true. Poe has a splendid way with words I must confess" Illyria smiled again at this.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 06:20:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled as well. "He wrote with passion, but still kept absolute control in every word he wrote. It's hard to imagine having that kind of talent."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 06:26:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"indeed it is" she nodded in agreement
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 06:37:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled wider. "I imagine you must have a pretty big library. I hear that house of yours is huge."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 06:43:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"yes....I don't think i've touched even 1/10th of that library" Illyria commented. she wasn't sure about her ratio either but the place was huge. it was possibly the largest room in the entire mansion aside from the gallery where balls and such were held by her parents.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 06:48:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Wow, hope you don't mind me borrowing some books sometimes. Sure would beat having to go to the library all the time and weed through the terrible modern fiction to find the classics," he said with a chuckle.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 06:49:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I don't mind at all" she replied before adding "I do enjoy some of that terrible modern fiction from time to time but the classics are definitely the best." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 06:52:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The masked man shrugged. "I guess I can be a bit of a literary snob from time to time. I can't help it, that was my major back in college."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 06:56:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I see" she chuckled softly at that "I'm actually a history major myself"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 06:58:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Really? What kind of degree do you have?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 07:02:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"well Ive only just gotten my bachelors In world History, Cultural studies, and Archeology.....and when i'm 23 i'll have my masters in all of those areas as well" She remarked with a faint smile. "It is my dream to one day open a museum"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 07:04:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She could see Montresor's eyes widen through his mask. "Wow, that's a lot of degrees to get by that age. And you can do this all while still fighting in the Federation?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 07:08:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I don't really do much inbetween matches after all" she replied with a shrug
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 07:11:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ah, right. Heh, I wonder how your classmates feel going to class with someone famous like you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 07:13:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Classmates? I do it all online" she stated with a heavy sigh "it is because I was taught at home as a child I decided to maintain a private study" she continued "I still have to actually go to the campus to get my degrees however."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 07:19:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh," he replied, not really having much to add. He once again felt bad for her having to be so isolated, but at least she could talk to him now. "I'll look forward to visiting that museum in a few years. Let me know if you need any donations."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 07:30:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"thanks" she replied smiling.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 07:39:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Throughout all their talking, the masked pilot hadn't realized that the last interview had ended a short while ago and the studio was clearing out. Pushing up to his feet, he offered his hand to the woman. "Well, I guess it's time to head out."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 07:47:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She took his hand and rose. "yes it seems so. well it was.......fun" she remarked still smiling as she started walking away.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 07:49:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Take care," he said back as he walked out, really meaning it. Hopefully she would not feel too awkward in calling at some point.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>22-05-2011, 07:51:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The photographer stayed hidden the entire time, he had gotten a fantastic picture of Monty helping Illyria up with a content smile beneath his mask. He could almost smell the payday that was going to come from this. As soon as the two were gone, he almost sprinted to his publisher.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>23-05-2011, 02:01:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Day 17</strong><br><br>Jillian stood in the Reaver, ready as she ever would be to get this battle started. Her opponent was supposedly the dreaded 'phantom warrior', the mute fighter who intimidated so many of his opponents by never showing his face, and never speaking. True to his MO, the Phantom Warrior was already in the cockpit of Specter when Jillian laid eyes on it, absolutely nothing at all coming from netcom. Jillian snapped out the Reaver's scythe, pointing it at him from the other side of the battleground. The two of them were on what appeared to be a tropical island, with a sun bright overhead, trees in the middle, a sandy beach surrounding the middle forest, and the entire setting of the battle surrounded by water. As the trees appeared and blocked the view between her and her opponent, Jillian spoke through netcom, just for the sake of talking.<br>"Alright Mr. Ghosty, I hope you're ready to be taken down a peg or two." <br><br>Of course, there was no response.<br>"Creepy..."<br><br>The buzzer went off for the battle to begin, and Reaver immediately charged on the beaches to flank around and run across the Specter as quickly as possible. She doubted that he'd remain in a place of high visibility for very long, considering what she learned from their last two battles in the previous season, but she had to try and catch him off guard anyway. When she turned a sharp corner, she saw the silver mech standing out on the beach, pointing it's rifle at her. She swung her scythe out of natural reflex, but it simply passed through the machine, which seemed to phase in and out of existence as it simply stood there.<br>"Damn Holograms."<br><br>A massive blast ripped through the forest, almost swallowing the Reaver in it if Jillian wasn't so quick on the draw. The phantom warrior loved to use his holograms to set up ambushes, Jillian knew that as well as anybody. She pointed her arm mounted Gatling gun into the forest and opened fire, only to find that she had little success in damaging the Specter, which seemed to specialize in hit &amp; run tactics. Jillian charged into the forest after Specter, she pulled out one of her sabers as she gave pursuit, since the scythe was too cumbersome to fight with when in the cluster of trees. She zipped quickly through the trees, making her difficult to target with all the natural cover. Eventually, she came to a dead stop after she realized that she was making no progress by simply charging around through the forest. She stood dead still, not moving for several seconds while she took in her surroundings. Specter was always one of her least favorite opponents to fight in areas where there was a lot of natural cover, whoever the pilot was, he was an absolute master at guerrilla warfare. <br><br>She shut her eyes and instead focused on her audio sensors, as she tried to pick up if the giant mech was making any amount of noise maneuvering around the forest. As if having to fight the phantom warrior in such a location wasn't bad enough, it was made even more haunting when Jillian came to realize that she didn't hear anything at all in the forest, with the knowledge that the Phantom Warrior could attack at any point. After a few quick seconds of dead silence, an EMP grenade dropped from the forest right under Jillian's feet. Her eyes widened in dismay as she tracked the grenade, and she tried to react, only to have the grenade blow up right in her face and ruin her systems for a few seconds. Even more haunting, the instant after the grenade blew up, Reaver was rocked by a plasma cannon blast and shot backwards, demolishing any trees unlucky enough to get in the way. Her systems came back online, and Reaver started to recover as Jillian let out a bit of a groan. "Reaver took some pretty heavy damage from that one."<br><br>Jillian realized that she was utterly outclassed when the Phantom Warrior was in his element, so she had to force him into a setting that he wasn't as dangerous in. She had to drag him out into the open if she wanted to stand the slightest chance of winning. With this realization in mind, Jillian began a full retreat from the woods, and found herself standing in the wide open terrain of the beach only a few moments later. She took a deep breath to calm her nerves and watched the woods carefully for any signs of movement. She started to promptly walk in laps around the woods, looking for any movement that could tip her off about an upcoming attack. She kept her movements slow, as she realized that a loud and brutish target was the best kind of prey for somebody lie the Phantom Warrior. And it turned out that her being quiet for a change would actually pay off for her, as she came across a rather interesting scene for her troubles. As she kept her eyes forward in front of her, she saw Specter appear out of nowhere around the border of the woods where Jillian had wrecked some of the trees. It's cannon was drawn, and it was pointed out towards the beach, it's left side facing the slowly advancing Reaver. After glancing down to make sure that netcom was off, she muttered under her breath.<br>"Hologram, huh... Let's spring this trap and see where it takes us."<br><br>Jillian suddenly picked up speed, pretending to miss the well concealed hologram until she was right by it, where she snapped around and lunged in to stab it with her sword.<br>"Now then..."<br><br>As expected, the real Specter burst out from the side, demolishing more trees as it had both hands secured on it's claymore. It struck out in an attempt to liberate Reaver of it's gatling gun wielding arm, but Jillian was fully expecting an ambush of some kind, so she had little trouble snapping to the side and blocking the attack with her sword. Dealing with a clearly surprised opponent, she put her gatling gun right up to the stomach of Specter and opened fire, causing bullets to rip right through it and deal immense damage to the Silver mech before it retreated back into the woods. Apparently it was still able to fight, but Jillian had done a considerable amount of damage to it, and she was proud of her mental victory over the Phantom Warrior, even if it was through a stroke of luck.<br><br>Jillian had gotten an engineer buddy of hers to sit the redhead down and teach her about the basic fundamentals about how an MW's inner workings operated. While she was far from an expert on the subject, she had learned enough to know that, even though Specter was still moving, several of it's critical components had to be pretty messed up from the attack, and it wouldn't have long before it's systems shut down. Unfortunately, the strain of blocking such a forceful attack from the claymore didn't do Jillian's already damaged Reaver a whole lot of good either. She got the impression that if she were to try and block another move like that, something was going to break. She retreated backwards away from the woods and decided to be a bit more patient, she would wait him out, he'd need to go on the offensive if he wanted to have a chance at prevailing before his mech shut down.<br><br>True to Jillian's thoughts, it didn't take long before Specter charged out of the woods close to Reaver again and swung with it's claymore. Jillian wasn't overly sure that this was the real Specter, so she dodged the attack instead and looked out towards the woods, where she saw a glimmer of chrome, which she took to be the real Specter getting ready to open fire. Before giving it the chance, she blasted the woods with Reaver's gatling gun, but she was stunned to see that, just as the gatling began to hum to life, a claymore sliced through it and cut off one of Jillian's arms. Jillian turned to the side in dismay, at the sudden realization that the one that had burst from the woods with the melee weapon held high was indeed the real Specter, the Phantom Warrior having pulled off a rather dangerous gambit in order to get the upper hand on Jillian again. With one arm missing, Jillian retreated, dropped it's standard sword in it's remaining hand, and pulled tip of an axe out from behind Reaver. With the flick of a switch, a handle snapped from the axe and she wielded a full sized halberd in her hands.<br><br>Instead of pushing the attack, Specter retreated and switched to it's cannon, letting out another heavy burst of plasma. This time, Jillian was able to avoid it and charge towards Specter, who was lining up for another shot. However, it seemed that the rate of fire for the cannon was rather unforgiving, so as Jillian got close, Specter dropped the cannon to the ground and instead pulled a pair of boomerangs from either hip and hurled them at Reaver. It was apparent that there was some kind of heat tracking system in the boomerangs, as they quickly locked on to the Reaver and flew towards it. Jillian was able to swat down one of them with the pole of the halberd, but the other one made it through and clipped her shoulder, slicing through it before it made it's way back to it's master. Blessedly, it was the shoulder of the arm that was already messed up, instead of hitting the Reaver's good arm and making the red mech entirely useless. However, Jillian continued her assault regardless of the attack, she got in close enough for a melee attack, and was able to stab the halberd into one of Specter's knees before it had time to pull out it's claymore. <br><br>Jillian saw this as a colossal victory for her, as she had immobilized Specter. However, when she tried to pull away, she came to the startling realization that Specter was holding on tightly to Reaver's arm with both hands while the missile pods on it's back spikes opened up, launching missiles out from either side of the chrome mech. The missiles gave both machines a wide berth as they tried to locate their targets, and Jillian realized what Phantom Warrior was trying to do. He was going to use his good leg to force himself backwards just in time to throw Jillian into a barrage of missiles while he came out safe from the explosion. Damage of that magnitude would certainly declare him to be the winner, while Jillian was left with a rather nasty defeat on her record. She launched a hard knee at his stomach, in an attempt to completely disable the chrome mech before the missiles landed. However, Specter's good leg dug slightly down into the dirt right in front of his feet, and Jillian saw a green light blinking, it was the indication of an EMP grenade that had been provoked into detonation.<br>"No way!!!"<br><br>The grenade exploded, causing a cloud of sand to cover both mechs while the missiles dove into the cloud and picked their targets. Explosion after explosion rang out through the cloud, making it impossible to see what was happening due to a chaotic mix of sand and smoke.<br><br>When the cloud finally dissipated about thirty seconds later, both Mechs were down. Both of them were missing several appendages, as Specter was left with only it's right arm completely in tact, and Reaver was left with only it's left leg. Neither machine was in any remote condition to fight any longer. The final verdict on the battle was <em>undecided</em>.<br><br>In the cockpit of the Reaver, Jillian was still very conscious, and she could only laugh to herself as she realized what had happened.<br>"He knew he lost when I hit him with my gatling gun, so instead of trying to turn around and win, he instead forced me to settle for an undecided."<br><br>She leaned back and sighed.<br>"What a frustrating guy."<br><br><strong>Day 31</strong><br><br>It had been little over three weeks since Mira suffered her defeat at the hands of Jareth, and almost all of her time went into Einenlancer. She didn't get out almost at all over the two weeks since the commercial shoot, so day in and day out went to trying to rig together whatever pieces she could get to work, as well as ordering new pieces for what couldn't be repaired and put back in service. It had taken her a long time, but Einenlancer was actually starting to look like an MW again, though it was far, far from perfect. She had done a trial run a few days ago, and she had actually managed to power on the machine, as well as take two steps forward before it shut down again due to a catastrophic leak in the power generator. Still, having it being able to at least walk again was miles away from where it was two weeks ago, where she was just sorting through salvageable pieces and throwing all the slag in a bin for disposal. As she woke up in the morning, she prepared herself for another long day in the hanger, trying to fix up her beloved mech.<br>"Maybe I'll take a look at that generator today..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>23-05-2011, 12:41:36</strong>
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				<strong>Day 17</strong><br><br>Jareth had watched Jillian's match, for studying purposes about two potential foes. He saw the holograms what phantom warrior used and the clever and sure guerrilla warfare tactics.<br><br><em>Hmmm, he seems quite good at it. Unusual for someone who has not studied history.....but then again he could be person who had got passion for wartime lore and studied it. Better watch around him.</em><br><br>He admires how Jillian saw through the bluff and exploited it to her devastating advantage.<br><br><em>Well, she's not dumb girl despite being hotheat. Not fall same trick twice.</em><br><br>He watches the duel ending and it makes him smirk.<br><br><em>Both stubborn suppose, settle for draw if cannot win.</em><br><br>When Jillian comes off from mech hangar after the match, Jareth is sitting and smoking in near by chair and says to her; "Congrats for the match, well played."<br><br><strong>Day 31</strong><br><br>When Mira goes to hangar, there is something unusual waiting for her. A enormous black steel crates, total six of them! Last sixth crate is brought in by transport mech driver who after putting down the steel crate climbs down from the simple industrial cargo mech and walks up to Mira and says; "Ahaa, I assume your Mira Malrain? Please sign this paper to indicate you have accepted this package." What Mira can see from paper that it simply reads 'mech parts' but does not give any indication what parts and who had send them. So far as she can tell the paper does not make her pay from transport, as whole transport process has been prepaid by the unknown sender.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>23-05-2011, 14:15:06</strong>
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				<strong>Day 17</strong><br><br>Jillian stretched her arms over her head and yawned, rather drained from her fight. It was pretty thrilling nonetheless, Jillian loved nothing more in the world then a good, solid brawl, made her feel alive. And even though it was a draw, she still rather entertained from the way the fight had developed, fighting PW always seemed to give her a proper rush of adrenaline. When she came across Jareth, who was sitting in a chair and congratulating her for a match well played, she just nodded and turned her gaze over at him.<br>"Yeah, yeah. Woulda had that guy if he didn't plant that damn grenade. Anyway, you are..."<br><br><strong>Day 31</strong><br><br>"Whoa..."<br><br>Mira started to rummage around through the crates, surprised by the variety of parts that she had at her disposal. Most of it wasn't going to be a great deal of help without a bit of reconfiguring, but with some of the supplies granted to her, she'd certainly be able to make better repairs, certainly enough to at least get Einenlancer combat ready again, even if it wasn't back up to 100%. She lowered her head, trying to think of who would be willing to make such a charitable donation to her. However, she eventually just decided not to look a gift horse in the mouth, and she took the parts at face value.<br>"Well, thanks... mysterious doner."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>23-05-2011, 15:43:58</strong>
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				<strong>Day 17</strong><br><br>Jareth inhaled his cigarette and blew smoke while he replied; "...Jareth Herman, pilot of the Eberhart Mark I. Indeed, if you could avoided grenade you would had won. Overall I say it was quite close call, a much better than your last season for sure."<br><br><strong>Day 31</strong><br><br>The parts were standard ones, none exactly fitting for Einenlancer but with slight modification and work she can fit and use them. Most curious tough was that one crate had functional fresh made generator frame. It had no battery slot or fusion or any machinery implanted in. Just hull where to put it along with suitable energy pipe and wire slots ready. But in surface of the hull was envelope, for Mira Malrain. When she opened it, it read; <br><br><em>"Will you give me chance say I am sorry for wrecking your mech and I had been jerk and sorry for that too to face to face?<br><br>Jareth"</em><br><br>In envelope was restaurant reservation ticket, there was one ticket but it told the restaurant spot is reserved for two people. Date when reservation expires is in two days away. What Mira can tell it was fancy restaurant with live music. In entertainment complex where was theaters, shops, game places and other stuff.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>23-05-2011, 16:44:36</strong>
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				Jillian simply nodded in agreement with Jareth's statement and kept on walking, not seeming to be overly engaged when she was tired and just wnated to go home. She turned around to face him while she walked backwards.<br>"What can I say? He got the drop on me. Anyway, I would wish you luck, but I think I'm going to wish luck to your enemies instead, in hopes that not too many more of us get robo raped for no reason, later."<br><br>With that, Jillian opened the door and was gone.<br><br>...........<br><br>Mira just sighed and put down the envelope, he couldn't just keep this simple... She considered not bothering with the second chance, but Mira could be far too generous for her own good at times. She showed up to the diner in question on the day before the coupons expired, though she wore something far more plain this time around. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>23-05-2011, 17:03:07</strong>
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				<strong>Day 17</strong><br><br>Jareth did not say comment regarding Jillian wishing luck to his enemies and her sharp barb about being robo raped.<br><br><em>Well, I guess I did not expect make friends among pilots with my revenge suppose.</em><br><br>Jareth sits and spends little longer in the bench, watching some matches which occurred today before going home.<br><br><strong>Day 31</strong><br><br>The restaurant was called 'Gold Forks' in tall towering skytower. It was around top half of the structure. The whole restaurant had been build into round dome at side of the building, to give nice view on the city below for quests who liked dine at window spot. When Mira showed her coupon the receptionist checks it, makes short confirm call and nods and then replies; "Welcome to Gold Forks lady, your table is number 46, on right from the entrance close at the window." When Mira walks in she can see Jareth sitting on the table already viewing the menu. He was dressed on simple dark jeans, fine shoes and dark t-shirt. His coat hanged from his chair, so it seems Jareth also went casual wear likewise. He notices Mira's arrival, when she reaches his table he asks; "Well, I hope I did not pick dinning spot wrong again." The table was not besides the window but Mira could lean bit over the rail to peek through window to view of below if she likes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>23-05-2011, 17:14:50</strong>
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				Mira went along with the directions provided to her up until she sat at the table opposite of Jareth. She sighed lightly where he talked about picking a proper spot, which reminded her of the disaster from a few weeks prior. She kept silent for a little while, not in the mood to say much. "You did fine." Once again, Mira fell silent until an awkward amount of time had passed. "Um, thanks for the mech parts, I appreciate it." In all honesty, Mira was just trying to work up the courage to say what was on her mind, she knew that he would be hurt by it, and Mira was never any good at hurting people.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>23-05-2011, 17:49:41</strong>
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				<strong>Day 31</strong><br><br>Jareth mostly studied the menu while Mira replied, not pressuring her to talk consider situation is awkward as already it is. When she thanked about mech parts Jareth replied; "It was least I could do, consider for being jerk during the date and I am sorry for wrecking your mech up. I know I probably blew up any chances with you but I wish we could agreed on some peace of mind towards each other and be friends maybe." At that time a waitress wearing a gold/black uniform comes up to them and asks; "You two ready to order?" Jareth glanced towards Mira over the menu what he has studied for a while.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>23-05-2011, 17:54:43</strong>
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				Mira's eyes brightened at his words, and she seemed to get much more comfortable. She eased into her seat a little more and nodded. "That would be fantastic, thank you, Jareth." She let out a sigh of relief, perhaps this wouldn't be so hard after all. She placed her order and returned her attention forward. "Thank you for understanding, it means a lot to me."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>23-05-2011, 18:20:48</strong>
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				<strong>Day 31</strong><br><br>When she makes her order, Jareth does his. Ordering some steak with sliced oven potatoes and white sauce along with grilled vegetables. Ordering himself pasta as appetizer. After waitress left and Mira spoke Jareth gave small smile and said; "No problem, I thought reset was most best option consider the disaster. Also now that I think of it perhaps the whole date idea was bad in first place as it was rather too soon and so because not knowing you well I blew it bad. Anycase how the parts I made fit in? I made the generator hull but as said my factory is old so I cannot create any modern engines but hull is close I can make. Also I presume you may have faced problems with energy leaks or such with testings what comes from using generator hull which had been severely damaged before. So with intact hull you should run less problem in future performances."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>23-05-2011, 18:31:02</strong>
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				Mira rested her head against her head and nodded. She figured it would be for the best if she were to start with mech talk and slowly phasing her way into telling him that Mira had her eye on somebody else. She wasn't totally sure yet if Beth was ready to move past her wife's death, or even if she was even interested in Mira, but part of her held out hope, as she hadn't enjoyed another person's company so much in as long as she could remember. "Well, the main issue is that the tech is so old that it's terribly incompatible with Einenlancer. Some of the parts will help me rig up a temporary fix, but none of it is long term, I'll need to replace all of it with more modern tech when I get the money.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>23-05-2011, 18:41:51</strong>
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				Jareth nods while listening Mira and replies; "Suppose it's expected that none parts work long term. But better working mech than nonworking one." The orders were brought and Jareth asked when they started to eat; "But besides your mech how life has holding you? I just hope the disaster date had been only worse thing you had experienced most recently." Jareth grinned little now when he made recall about the date. In true sense he had failed worst mistakes from last centuries squeezed into single date. Which is quite unlike him as he usually is quite charmer.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>23-05-2011, 18:46:02</strong>
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				Mira just shrugged, and found herself smiling a little bit as he brought up that particular train wreck "hey, we're all human, hopefully the next girl you try too hard to impress will actually swoon for such effort. Instead of, say, slap you across the face for stealing a first kiss."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>23-05-2011, 19:02:52</strong>
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				Jareth laughs and replies; "I place blame for watching too many classic movies, went John Wayne at you but I definitely lack his legendary charm tame angry women with kiss. I thought swoon you but in end made myself fool not realizing you had more traditional expectations for a date. But even monkeys fall from tree sometimes I guess." Jareth took bite from his food, munching potatoes and tasting the vegetables and sauce. Not touching the steak yet.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>23-05-2011, 19:27:52</strong>
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				Mira finally turned her attention towards her dinner, which she only ate small bites out of for night now. She didn't get to eat out very often, so she always made sure to savor the flavors of her meals whenever the opportunity arose. Eating slowly, she looked up and nodded, she may have had absolutely no idea who in the world he was talking about,&nbsp; but she was courteous enough to just let him talk and give him a pair of ears willing to listen to him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>23-05-2011, 19:33:25</strong>
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				Jareth, seeing that Mira is only now listening what he talks while savoring her dish he gives her courtesy to eat and enjoy the plate. After they both ate the waitress comes back, pick the plates and ask; "You two want anything to dessert?" Jareth looks to Mira and asks; "Hmmm, would you mind some icecream? You can choose the flavors."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>23-05-2011, 19:40:12</strong>
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				Mira ate her meal in silence, as she once again tried to come clean and tell Jareth that she was interested in somebody else. However, the words wouldn't come, and she ended up eating in silence until the woman had come and offered dessert to the two of them. Hearing Jareth's proposition, Mira gently nodded and turned her head towards the woman. "Um, yes actually, I suppose I'll just take whatever your most popular flavors are... heh."<br><br>Mira hoped that the vague request would be enough to conceal how socially awkward she really could be from time to time. She was never a big sweets person, and had never had enough ice cream in the past to try and figure out what flavors she preferred over others.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>23-05-2011, 21:14:24</strong>
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				<strong>Day 31</strong><br><br>Montresor circled his MW around a nearby, dome-shaped rock that was just slightly taller than the Terror Grand was and took cover, lifting up what was left of his right arm to assess the damage it had taken. Since everything past the elbow of the arm was missing, he quickly decided that it would no longer be of any use in this battle and sped away again, using the natural sandstone formations of the desert valley he was in to stay hidden until he could get in close. <br><br>After thirty seconds of traveling, he started to hear the reverberation of his opponent traveling through the valley nearby. Silently climbing up onto a nearby sandstone spire, he spotted her just a few hundred meters off. The Iron Sanctum wasn't humanoid like most modern mechs; instead, it looking a cylindrical monolith with a domed top, carrying few distinct features on its shell as it advanced at an incredibly slow pace. The machine certainly wasn't made for quick assaults, but it was so well-armed and fortified that very few weapons could actually damage it. This is what kept its pilot, Amanda Pelletier, consistently among the highest-ranking MBF pilots for several years running. Montresor cursed his luck that he was placed against her.<br><br>Since the masked pilot's attacks were barely ever able to penetrate the Sanctum's Hull and, even then, the damage done was very little, his only hope was to keep hitting and running and pray that she fell before he did. However, the odds of that working were only a million to one if one was being generous.<br><br>Dropping down, Montresor continued to make his way through the sandstone formations until he got in close enough that he could rush out and strike at the Sanctum, coating his claws with plasma and sinking them into the other mech's thick shell. As soon as he leapt from his hiding place, however, hatches in a circle around the Iron Sanctum's middle opened up and plasma cannons extended, all that could opening fire on the Terror Grand. Montresor barely had enough time to get out intact with the time it took to pull his claws back and take cover, leaving holes burned through his armor in a few locations and several more spots being severely weakened.<br><br>There wasn't even enough time to escape again this time, though. "Better run now, you cheater." The Sanctum opened a dozen more hatches its missile pods came out, each one launching its own volley after the smaller Mobile Weapon. Montresor had made the crucial mistake of staying too close for too long, and now the other pilot had a lock on him. The blonde man desperately boosted away as the missiles flew after him and bombarded the ground behind him, but eventually they got close enough that they launched him with the force of their impact.<br><br>Landing on his back with just one leg remaining, he could do nothing but watch as a second volley of dozens of missiles flew up, arced high into the air, and came scream down toward the Terror's prone form.<br><br>---<br><br>Outside of the ring, Montresor's purple-haired friend sat with him as the pilot applied an ice pack to his neck. The second, unnecessary volley of missiles that had utterly demolished his mech had thrown him about a bit and gave him some uncomfortable neck pain, though he was more down on the terrible loss than anything. He would have to be careful not let himself get dominated like that again, if only so he didn't have to hear more harsh words from his "sponsors" like he knew he would tonight.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>23-05-2011, 21:36:43</strong>
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				Jillian happened to be in the area when she heard that Monty was engaging in the battle of his life, and she figured that she could swing by to provide some moral support to the guy. After all, Monty had proven himself to actually be pretty cool when the two chatted during the sign ups. She strolled casually into the room where the fighter himself was holding an ice bag to his head, and sitting with him was...<br><br>Whoa.<br><br>Jillian walked up to them and planted her back against the wall, she had a light smile on her face, and spoke in a relaxed tone.<br>"If you ask,me, that second missile barrage was a tad too much. I mean, it only took one of them to turn both me AND my enemy into a pile of scrap."<br><br>She did her best to avoid acknowledging the purple haired girl, despite the common public knowledge that she was lesbian. She didn't want to come off as too obvious about her blantamt physical attraction to her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>23-05-2011, 22:52:38</strong>
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				<strong>Day 31</strong><br><br>“I’m telling you, Mike, I still think this whole set-up is suspicious as hell.” Beth, secure in the cockpit of her mech, watched the short, squat enemy MW as it stood passively one hundred meters in the distance. Her second prelim match was only four minutes from starting.<br><br>“Look, you shouldn’t think like that—the prelims are random, it’s just bad luck.”<br><br>“Really? My first fight since the public service announcement is against one of the most heavily armed and armored mechs out there—which just happens to be sponsored exclusively by GeneCorp—and the match format seems deliberately designed to play to his strengths and my weaknesses. We’re starting at close range with a tiny area to fight in, and no cover of any kind! I’m basically getting the ‘eberharted’ here.”<br><br>“I get your meaning. But even if you were right, you’ve got no choice but to see this through or forfeit.”<br><br>“I know. And I’m not giving them the satisfaction.” The battlefield left much to be desired—the two mechs were standing on a high plateau in the desert, each MW casting long shadows against the setting sun. Keeping the combatants from falling off the edge to a fatal drop was an experimental transparent dome. The dome was allegedly capable of resisting all the weapons legal for use on MBF mechs.<br><br>Beth saw a signal from her control panel. “Looks like my nemesis is calling, Mike. Talk to you later.” She switched over to the netcom channel.<br><br>“Still sure you want to go through with this, bitch?”<br><br>“Excuse me?” Beth asked indignantly. “That’s pretty tough talk for a newbie pilot.” <br><br>Brett Quinn, the pilot in question, only escalated his hostility. “Thanks to your stupid little stunt, GeneCorp is losing business—a lot of my friends are getting laid off thanks to you.”<br><br>“I didn’t force GeneCorp to deceive the public with faulty treatments. For that matter, if they wanted to save jobs in the face of losses, they could have cut executive salaries or stopped sponsoring so many mechs. I’m sorry to hear about your friends’ hardships, but they weren’t caused by me.”<br><br>“Shut up! As if you understand hardship in your sheltered little world of photo shoots and fashionable causes. The rest of us mere mortals don’t get to take half a year off from work to sulk if we lose someone!”<br><br>Beth shut off her transmitter suddenly, and then spent the rest of her wait time breathing deeply and trying to calm herself. <em>He did that deliberately! He twisted the conversation straight over to Melissa just to rattle my cage!</em> She was not going to let it work—Beth resolved to stay dispassionate, and take down Quinn like any other opponent.<br><br>The match started, and Quinn ran straight at Beth, firing wave after wave of missiles. She used her plasma cannons on their defensive mode to shoot down some of the missiles, running quickly to dodge the rest as she returned fire with her railgun. The missiles slammed into the dome behind her, and although it held the frequency of the missiles striking set up sympathetic vibrations the engineers had not planned for. Micro-fractures began forming in the dome, invisible to the naked eye and unknown to the pilots.<br><br>As Quinn closed in, Beth was suffering from severely degraded armor due to close proximity explosions, but she had avoided any direct hits and all vital systems were still intact. She switched to rapid-fire mode on the railgun and unloaded perfectly into Quinn’s right knee despite his impressive velocity. She stripped off the armor and blew out the joint completely. Beth ducked and Quinn, who had been trying to knock her against the dome with his superior mass and speed, tripped over her and crashed.<br><br>For a fraction of a second it seemed as if the dome would hold, and Quinn’s mech was badly crushed against it. But the finally the fractures gave way. Quinn had lost most of his velocity due to the energy used up to crush his mech and shatter the dome, but he was still sliding toward the drop off the edge of the plateau. With no time to think, Beth jumped at him and grabbed onto his leg. She might have slid right over the edge with him if not for her foot getting caught on a jagged edge of the broken dome.<br><br>The two came to a stop, with Quinn hanging completely over the ledge and Beth lying flat on the plateau, arms holding one of the MW’s legs and foot still keeping her wedged in place. Mike was shouting in a panic over the situation, but Beth had to ignore him and turned netcom back on. “Brett, can your cockpit safely eject at this height?” she asked quickly, trying not to shout.<br><br>“No, there’s no way! Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck—”<br><br>“Listen to me,” she interrupted. “You need to manually climb out of your cockpit, and then climb up the outside of your mech so that you can grab the hand of my mech.”<br><br>“Jesus, that’s insane!”<br><br>“It’s your only chance! And hurry up—the foot of my mech is caught on a jagged edge of the dome. If the dome gives, we’ll both plummet.”<br><br>To his credit, Quinn did not delay any longer. Fortunately the exterior of his mech had a lot of rough edges and technician’s handholds. It was a tense minute, but finally Quinn climbed up and got on top of the hand of the <em>Lissa</em>. She then released her grip on Quinn’s mech, which fell and exploded far below upon impact with the desert.<br><br>“Beth, I’ve been watching the whole thing on the cameras!” Mike finally said to her over satcom. “What were you thinking—you’d be dead right now, if the <em>Lissa’s</em> foot hadn’t been caught like that.”<br><br>“I didn’t really have time to think,” she admitted. The rush of adrenaline passed, leaving Beth shaking from her near death experience. “I think I’m going to need a few days off after this,” she added meekly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>23-05-2011, 23:07:14</strong>
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				Montresor chuckled dryly at her assessment of the end of the battle, leaning back and letting the wall behind him hold the pack to his neck. The purple-haired girl next to him cast her eyes away a bit nervously, almost seeming thankful that Jillian's direct attention wasn't on her for one reason or another.<br><br>"Pelletier's a bitch who thinks she's been here so long that she can snap-judge all the other pilots. I'd have already kicked her ass in person if she wasn't a woman."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>23-05-2011, 23:15:27</strong>
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				Jillian laughed lightly and flexed her arm before the two of them. "Well, she pulls something like that with me, and I WILL kick her ass, since I don't have to worry about the gender thing." Jillian saw that as good of a time as any to address the purple haired girl sitting by his side. "You, you're Monty's girlfriend or something, right? Why don't you go do it."<br><br>It was subtle by Jillian standards, but she was trying to assess the other girl's relationship status.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>23-05-2011, 23:19:31</strong>
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				The purple-haired girl laughed and started to blush a little bit, apparently having been nervous about being in the presence of a sports star even though she was already sitting with one. "Please, I'm not nearly tough enough to beat one of you people up," she replied, not giving much of an answer on the girlfriend angle.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>23-05-2011, 23:23:58</strong>
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				Jillian crossed her arms, masking her annoyance about the lack of clarification. She was a bit worried that such silence meant that thy were indeed a couple, but that didn't mean that she was going to give up just yet. "Oh, what do you mean us people? Most pilots are pretty sorry fighters as soon as you get them out of their giant robots. Even a pretty thing like you could likely punch one out if you got the first punch."<br><br>Jillian was getting... less subtle.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>23-05-2011, 23:29:57</strong>
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				The purple-haired woman blushed a little bit more at the unexpected compliment. Apparently, she knew who Jillian was, but didn't follow the news enough to have already known about her preference. "I guess that's true. But I still don't know if I could hit that woman as hard as she deserves. I think you or my friend here would be better for that," she said with a smile.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>23-05-2011, 23:43:48</strong>
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				Jillian tilted her head a little bit to the side, as she started to realize that she didn't seem to know about Jillian's preference. This would make things a bit more difficult, but Jill supposed that she could roll with it, for now. She shrugged again, deciding to just keep it straightforward for the time being, and at least get a foot in the door. For obvious reasons, Jillian had a hard time staying in a relationship, so she was always on the lookout for potential pursuits.<br>"Wish I could, but I got no beef with her. Anyway..."<br><br>She held out her hand.<br>"Jillian Ashfeld."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>23-05-2011, 23:50:09</strong>
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				The purple-haired girl took the hand and shook it, smiling casually. "Anastasia...Anastasia Alexandrova."<br><br>Unseen to Anastasia, Montresor started smiking a little at this. He knew that Jillian only went with the ladies, and he could tell just from the way that she was handling herself that she had the hots for this friend of his. He wondered just how successful she would be, and how that would effect him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 00:03:17</strong>
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				Jillian laughed a little at the alliteration in her name, keeping a light smile. She hoped that Montresor wouldn't do anything to sabotage this moment, as she really hoped to pry a little deeper into some information about Anastasia, girls like her were rather hard to come by, even if she turned out to be straight, Jillian would be insane to let the combination of beauty and politeness pass her by. "Well then, Anna, it's nice to meet you."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 01:02:26</strong>
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				"It's nice to meet you too, Ms. Ash, er, Jill," Anastasia replied, not giving Jillian the chance to correct her on what she would prefer to be called. She assumed she wasn't the haughty type who preferred to be addressed as a superior, at least. "I'm really sorry I didn't get the chance to meet you at the registration. We were just in a hurry to get somewhere."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 01:04:33</strong>
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				Jillian nodded with a smile and put both of her hands behind her back, trying to come off as casual as possible despite her growing attraction to Anastasia. She really was genuinely polite, a rare find for one who was so... genetically blessed. She spoke in a casual tone, taking no issue to being called Jill. "No biggie, we all got places we need to be... well... most of us do anyway."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 01:13:11</strong>
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				Anastasia nodded her agreement of the statement, smiling just a bit more comfortably while her incredibly deep blue eyes stayed locked on Jillian. Montresor, for his part, decided to stay out of it and see where it went. It wouldn't do anyone any good for him to go and interrupt his two female friends while they went all gaga over each other.<br><br>"So...Jill," the girl started, still growing used to being on a first-name basis with this celebrity, "how have the repairs been going since your match with the Phantom Warrior? I heard the damage assessment afterward and it was really bad."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 01:17:07</strong>
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				Jillian groaned and rolled her eyes when her battle with the Phantom Warrior was brought up, though she came out of the fight pretty messed up, he was dealt just as much damage, so it really didn't feel so bad. She lifted her head upward and recalled the damage report, speaking about it in a more relaxed tone then she would have a week ago. "Well, my repair crew's pretty much done fixing it up... I gotta tell you, when the Phantom Warrior realizes that he's lost a fight, he makes damn sure to take you down with him, that entire last portion of the battle was nothing but a kamikaze attack by him."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 01:38:31</strong>
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				Anastasia nodded gently. "Yeah, that was a pretty wise move on his part. Most pilots, with their MWs that damaged and their main tactic useless, they would have pulled something much riskier and hoped for a win, but he was able to avoid losing any rank by submitting to a tie. You don't see this very often in duels," she mused, sounding more like a commentator or strategist than the usual fan, who probably would have commented on how cool the explosion at the end was.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 01:47:35</strong>
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				Jillian rose an eyebrow at just how professional an input she really had on the battle, that wasn't one that Jillian normally saw unless she was talking to a fellow pilot, or somebody who had been following the sport for a long time. Curious about it, Jillian figured she'd try and dig a little bit deeper. "Have you been following the sport for very long, Anna? That's a very educated opinion you've got about it... Most girls who watch the fights would just talk about how cool the explosion was."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 01:50:17</strong>
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				Anastasia nodded once again and seemed to smile just a bit more brightly, as she was pleased to find someone else who appreciated her deeper knowledge of the sport. "I've been following it nonstop since I was born. Just about every major league match, but also some of the minor leagues around this country and in Europe. I can't get enough of it."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 01:52:39</strong>
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				Jillian's eyes widened a little when she talked about how deeply she followed the sport. "Wow, even I'm not really that invested in it, and I take part in the stuff." Jillian would have said "and I do it for a living", but that wouldn't have been entirely true. She rose her eyebrow a little more. "So what are you then? Monty's tactical adviser?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 02:00:25</strong>
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				Anastasia chuckled, patting Montresor's shoulder. "That's part of it. I'm the one he talks to over SATCOM. He probably wouldn't win as much if it weren't for me being there." She seemed unwilling to be very specific on how she and the other pilot were related, but she didn't act defensive against Jillian's obvious attraction, which made the matter a bit confusing.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 02:04:32</strong>
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				Jillian started to wonder of Anastasia actually did know what was going on, and that she was just messing with the redhead by avoiding a straight answer as much as possible. Still, she kept a somewhat amused face on, even though she was starting to get more and more curious as to just what their relationship was, she didn't want to try and put a move on Anastasia if she was indeed going out with Montresor.<br>"Well, that just proves the saying true. Behind every strong man, there is a stronger woman."<br><br>She laughed outwardly, but was groaning inwardly, since she herself really didn't have anybody that she could really trust to that level.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 02:07:19</strong>
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				Anastasia laughed softly as well and tilted her head, deciding to fish for a clearer answer of what she was just assuming so far from the redhead's behavior. "Oh? So what lucky man gets to have you as his stronger woman?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 02:11:23</strong>
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				Jillian shook her head, amused that she would ask such a question, it was clear she didn't pay much attention to the pilots, or she would know full well that Jillian had no shame in her sexuality. She didn't exactly cram it down people's throats, but it wouldn't have been hard to find out. "You don't know? I'm not into men."<br><br>She saw no reason to hide it, never had, never would.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 02:13:55</strong>
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				Anastasia tried to look at least slightly surprised, even though she really wasn't at all. Jillian wasn't exactly the most subtle of people. "Is that so? Do you have a stronger woman of your own, then?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 02:17:22</strong>
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				Jillian shook her head, though that seemed to be a bit of a softer subject with her. "Nah, I'd like to say it's because I haven't found the right woman yet, but... bah, it's nothing."<br><br>She just waved away with her hand, veering off the subject.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 06:44:10</strong>
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				Anastasia was greatly enjoying the chance to get to know one of the big MBF pilots (besides Monty) better, but she wasn't comfortable enough with Jillian yet to press the subject she just dropped, so she didn't pursue it.<br><br>"I'm sure you'll find someone. Girls as famous and as pretty as you don't stay single for long," she assured her, earning a raised eyebrow from Montresor.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 06:48:33</strong>
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				Jillian just shook her head at the statement, disagreeing with Anastasia about it, but keeping her opinion on the matter to herself.<br>"We'll see..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 07:00:14</strong>
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				Seeing that the topic was uncomfortable, Montresor decided to give them both a reprieve for now and cut the conversation off by standing up. "Well, Anna and I should probably get going now. Jill, do me a favor and don't lose if you get matched up against that bitch in the Dalek, alright?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 07:01:49</strong>
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				Jillian simply nodded at him and pumped both of her knuckles together. "Oh yeah, I promise you that much."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 07:06:00</strong>
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				Montresor grinned as Anastasia rose up out of her seat as well and extended her hand to Jillian. "Well, it was really nice to meet you finally, Jill," she said with a warm smile. Behind her, the masked man nodded his head toward the girl, trying to tell Jillian to go for it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 07:07:50</strong>
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				Well... since she had Monty's approval and all...<br><br>Jillian shook her hand lightly and smiled, deciding to stiffen up and make a move. Jillian could act rough and tumble with just about anything else, but the world of romance was always a minefield for her.<br>"So, Anna... I er- I don't suppose you're feeling hungry, are you?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 07:12:46</strong>
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				The question caught Anastasia off-guard and she was even visibly taken aback, but that wasn't to say that the idea of having lunch with a celebrity didn't excite her. "Actually, now that you mention it, it is around lunchtime, isn't it?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 07:14:19</strong>
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				Jillian's expressions went from surprise at her acceptance to a wide smile as she nodded. "Yup, and I know this awesome bar and grill that's a couple of miles away"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 07:18:51</strong>
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				After glancing back at Montresor for his approval, Anastasia looked back at Jill and smiled widely. "Want to head there now?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 07:24:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian nodded and motioned with her thumb towards the back door. "We can take my car."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 07:25:01</strong>
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				Illyria sat at her manor reading up on Edgar Allen Poe when she decided to give monty a call. She tapped the number into the holo com and had itset for audio only. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 07:31:30</strong>
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				Anastasia nodded and said goodbye to her...whatever Montresor was to her before heading the door Jillian jabbed her thumb toward.<br><br>At the very same second, Monty's phone went off and he slipped it out, recognizing the number as one he had just received two weeks ago and answering immediately. "Hello?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 07:35:07</strong>
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				As they made it out to Jillian's car, Jillian hopped in the driver's seat and waited for Anastasia to get in as well. Once they were on the road, Jillian kept her gaze away from Anastasia as she asked the purple haired girl a few questions. "So... um... I suppose it's pretty safe to assume that you've got a special somebody in your life?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 07:37:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hello....and good afternoon Monty....how are you doing today?" Illyria was asking rather casual questions while she continued her reading. The device she was using was sitting on the table next to her chair. small pleasentries was really all this was at the moment after all one should always find out what's going on before keeping a person busy.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 07:41:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia took the passenger's seat, obviously, and answered the first question with soft voice. "It's...really complicated. But as far as anyone is concerned, no I don't. I've never even had the chance to date that many people."<br><br>---<br><br>"Hey, Illy..." Montresor answered, tossing the ice pack onto the table in the waiting room as he made his way outside. "Not too well, actually. I just got done losing my second fight. Amanda Pelletier utterly destroyed the Terror."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 07:44:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"so.....that annoying woman is back as well?....what a nieusance she will be" Illyria sighed shaking her head. She didn't know much about the woman save for her tendancy to look down on other pilots. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 07:44:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Complicated, huh?" Jillian decided to drop it, Anastasia was kind enough not to pry into Jillian's business, so she'd be kind enough to return the favor. "So, what kind of person are you looking for, exactly?" She tried to make it sound as approachable as possible, even though her own intent was rather obvious from the start.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 07:49:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia shrugged, having a bit of a struggle in finding an answer. "I don't really know. Are you really able to know for yourself what kind of person you want? I thought you would just come to know when you found someone you're happy with."<br><br>---<br><br>"She wouldn't be an issue if she didn't have enough money to outfit that thing into the ultimate tank. I bet she'd barely scrape by on a high school team if she was forced to use something cheaper."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 07:54:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah, I hear you. It just seems that most people I run into are looking for very cut and dry traits about their 'soul mate' that they've already got planted in their heads, you know?" Jillian paused and glanced over in Anastasia's direction for only a second as they stopped at a red light. "I'm, uh, not making you uncomfortable or anything, am I?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 07:59:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia looked back at the redhead and smiled, shaking her head. "No, it's alright," she answered, not wanting to make Jillian feel bad even though the conversation was making her a little embarrassed. After all, she was only slightly more knowledgable about relationships than Mira was.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 08:01:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Okay, just making sure that I'm not... you know... stepping on unwelcome turf here." Jillian laughed lightly and returned her attention to the road. "Anyway, we're just about there, it really isn't a very long drive."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 08:07:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia nodded slightly. "If you want the honest truth, I'm pretty much clueless about what kind of person I would want. I'd consider anything worth a try."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 08:11:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian almost saw those words as an invitation for her to try her hardest. She parked in the lot and turned towards Anastasia with a bit of a sly smile. "Anything?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 08:18:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia looked at her and giggled, maybe a little nervously. "Anything."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 08:21:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian stepped out of the car, feeling a bit more motivated now that she had been given a green light. "Well then, let's go have ourselves a good time then."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 09:02:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jareth nodded on Mira's words and said to waitress; "Same as she ordered." The waitress departs and soon comes back with two small bowls filled with one vanilla, one strawberry and one chocolate icecream orbs. Seasoned with toffee sauce and chocolate chips top of it. Jareth is gathering spoonful of the icecream he says to Mira; "Your awful quiet, something pressing your mind?" He takes spoonful of the strawberry icecream and toffee sauce while he waits Mira's reply.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 09:01:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=106394.msg4683479#msg4683479">Quote from: DemonWing01 on 23-05-2011, 19:40:12</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Mira ate her meal in silence, as she once again tried to come clean and tell Jareth that she was interested in somebody else. However, the words wouldn't come, and she ended up eating in silence until the woman had come and offered dessert to the two of them. Hearing Jareth's proposition, Mira gently nodded and turned her head towards the woman. "Um, yes actually, I suppose I'll just take whatever your most popular flavors are... heh."<br><br>Mira hoped that the vague request would be enough to conceal how socially awkward she really could be from time to time. She was never a big sweets person, and had never had enough ice cream in the past to try and figure out what flavors she preferred over others.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Jareth nodded on Mira's words and said to waitress; "Same as she ordered." The waitress departs and soon comes back with two small bowls filled with one vanilla, one strawberry and one chocolate icecream balls. Seasoned with toffee sauce and chocolate chips top of it. Jareth is gathering spoonful of the icecream he says to Mira; "Your awful quiet, something pressing your mind?" He takes spoonful of the strawberry icecream and toffee sauce while he waits Mira's reply.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 15:57:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sounds like a plan," Anastasia said as she got out of the car and followed Jillian inside. For some reason, she felt strangely happy that this woman seemed to be after her even though she wasn't totally convinced she could actually handle being with a woman yet.<br><br>[Sorry for missing your post, Pen. Edited my reply up there.]<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 16:07:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mira took a deep breath to calm herself and nodded gently, deciding to go ahead and just say it. Better to come clean then regret it later, after all. "You see, Jareth, the thing is... I'm pretty sure I'm already attracted to somebody.... I'm not positive yet, but like I said, I'm pretty sure..."<br><br>............<br><br>Jillian strolled in and grabbed a table and a menu, she looked through it silently.<br>"I love this place, just push that button at the corner of the table when you'really ready to order."<br><br>She looked up with a smile.<br>"This is on me."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 16:10:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia started looking through her menu as soon as they sat down, trying to avoid eye contact with the various people around who recognized Jillian's face and were probably making hefty assumptions about why she was eating lunch with the woman. She looked up in surprise when the redhead spoke. "Are you sure? You don't have to."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 16:14:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian couldn't help but notice Anastasia's discomfort, which sort of made her heart sink a little bit. Still, she smiled and shook her head when told that she didn't have to cover the meal. "No? But I want to. Believe me, Anna, it's no damage done to me."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 16:18:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well...if you're really sure," Anastasia muttered, smiling gratefully. She became a little more comfortable then. "I don't know why people talk about you the way they do. You seem really nice to me."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 16:18:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=106394.msg4687417#msg4687417">Quote from: DemonWing01 on 24-05-2011, 16:07:15</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Mira took a deep breath to calm herself and nodded gently, deciding to go ahead and just say it. Better to come clean then regret it later, after all. "You see, Jareth, the thing is... I'm pretty sure I'm already attracted to somebody.... I'm not positive yet, but like I said, I'm pretty sure..."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Jareth quirked his eye brow, he looked surprised but not much offended. After swallowing icecream he smiles little and asks; "Oh, your quick to pick. Does this somebody have a name? Do I know him?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 16:25:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian simply shrugged and returned her gaze towards her menu. While she speak, her voice had rather hurt undertones to it. "People say what they do because I can come off as rude sometimes, without really trying. You see, I have a tendency to say stupid things without really thinking about it." There was more to it then that though, but Jillian wasn't saying what.<br><br>.................<br><br>Mira laughed uneasily and started to play with her thumbs a little, well that certainly made things more awkward... still, she spoke nonetheless l, keeping her eyes well off Jareth. "It's... um.... not a he."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 16:32:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				[Are you on your Droid again?]<br><br>Anastasia shook her head, looking back down at the menu as she spoke as well. "You haven't said anything stupid to me so far. I think you're perfectly control when you want to be."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 16:32:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jareth raises now both eyebrows and looking even more surprised. He makes short laugh and replies; "Oh, this now got <em>quite</em> interesting. What's her name then? Or do I know her? Is she one mech pilots?" It seems Jareth is not taking offense at all, just plain curious now who Mira has interest in.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 16:37:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(Yup)<br><br>Jillian shook her head and replied rather quickly. "I don't do it ALL the time. Just watch though, I'll find some way to mess this up, I always do."<br><br>................<br><br>Mira paused, rather surprised at just how accepting he was about Mira's choice. She turned her head in both directions to make sure that nobody was listening in before she spoke in a rather quiet voice. "You remember Elisabeth Raines? She- she's really something else..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 16:44:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia looked up from her menu, then reached over and touched the back of Jillian's hand. "Come on, what kind of attitude is that? Don't you want this to go well?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 16:47:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jareth waits and his curiosity grows with the silence. Then when Mira reveals the name he whistles quietly and says; "Not bad choice, rather quite ambitious. You do know she was married to other woman since age of nineteen till six months ago she died in hover accident? Not saying wooing widow would not work but you need quite delicately proceed with Raines." Jareth hopes he is not too way blunt with Mira, he's not thinking her as aggressive seducer but he thinks it's best warn her without discouraging her up.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 16:50:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian paused for a few moments as contact was made, when she just broke into a wide smile and nodded energetically. "Of course I want it to go well." Her cheeks flushed a bit when she realized how close to actual venting she got, and she decided to change the subject. "So what else do you do? I mean, besides be the brains behind Monty's brawn."<br><br>..........<br><br>Mira's gaze hardened a little bit at his 'advice' really, what kind of idiot did he take her to be? She backed up in her chair and simply nodded. "I know, I know... And that's what makes this so difficult to figure out. She seems okay, but I don't know if she wants to be in another relationship yet, or if she ever will be."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 16:56:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia slowly pulled her hand back and let her menu rest on the table. She had long ago decided what she wanted to eat and was just using it to avoid awkwardness before. "You mean, like, hobbies? Outside of watching mech battling, I play some tennis and do some skiing in the winter. I'm not all that impressive in either, though."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 17:02:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian nodded and listened, content to simply talk for a while before they ordered. "I don't really know that much about tennis. The only things I really do are work, fight on foot, and fight in a robot. After any of the three, I'm too whooped when I get home to do much else."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 17:04:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia tilted her head curiously. "Fight on foot? You mean, like boxing? I didn't know you did that."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 17:05:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Seeing Mira's reaction and hardened eyes Jareth quickly replies; "Eh, sorry for being blunt sec ago. Quite dumb way say about the matter. I may sound stupid to say this, consider disaster I just made with our earlier date, but I can give couple advices to consider. With widows, especially ones who loved their partner, they have been very hurt from the loss. I am not sure is Raine still mourning or gone over the loss already. She may bury the pain and act tough by joining this season, it could sound quite like her. Also returning back to routine helps to forget the pain but it's still there. Such case she needs still deal with the pain.<br><br>Now, widows may become attracted to new partners, it's all natural actually. But they may feel guilt because they feel betray memory of their partner for going new partner so soon. Or she may feel fear of forming new bond which may get her hurt again. As nothing is worser than loose person you love." There was certain sharpness in Jareth's voice when speaking about loss or death of partner. A echo from experiencing same thing recently himself and dealt with it his own way. He takes spoonful icecream, thinks more carefully and after swallowing he adds; "So that's why I said you aim quite ambitious, as it's quite complex matter to pursue. Only best advice I could give is to step around carefully and feel around with her. Be with her, spend more time and so forth. So you can figure out how well she has mourned and is she ready for new relationship and is she interested on you or not."<br><br>Jareth then shrugs and smiles and says; "Take or leave my advice as you like. But I wish you good luck none the less and I respect your choice. If things go well then you both may become quite happy. Altough do not become afraid with Raine because she may happens to be more experienced than you in relationships."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 17:14:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian nodded and leaned forward on the table. "Yeah, I've actually been boxing since I was sixteen, I'very gotten to be quite the terror in the ring.<br><br>.............<br><br>Mira was content to listen to Jareth's advice, though a majority of it was stuff that she had already thought of herself. She was inept in the world of dating, yes, but she was not an idiot. As he finished talking, Mira gently nodded, decoding not to say anything to him about it. "I see... Thank you for your advice."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 17:18:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia leaned forward a bit as well, shaking her head. "I don't think I could ever do that. Getting punched in the face over and over again must hurt like crazy," she said, secretly wondering how Jillian could still have such a pretty face after seven years of abuse. "So which are you better at, mech battling or boxing?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 17:21:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jareth replies to Mira; "Your welcome, anycase I wish you good luck in your pursuit. You could try subtle small shows of affections towards Raine and see how she reacts. Example a simple touch can tell a lot. Example if you touch her hand, watch does she draw hand back, keep still, or return your touch with hers. Where words fail, the body language tells the truth or answer." Jareth takes spoonful of icecream, swallowing he then asks; "But curious tough, how you got involved with Raines in first place? Where you met and talked?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 17:43:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian shook her head at Anastasia's statement of the obvious. "Nah, you get punched in the face once you'very been punched in the face a thousand times. Thank God for modern medical tech, or I'd look like some kind of monster. Anyway, I'd actually say I'm better in a machine, you get time to take a deep breath and think about your moves. In boxing, you just move.<br><br>............<br><br>Mira took a deep breath and settled herself down a little bit, and actually found herself grateful for those tips. "Right. Well, it started at that commercial shoot. The way I felt while talking with her... I- I hadn't found somebody so endearing and memorable in a long time, if ever."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 17:46:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia nodded. "I think I'd rather watch machine fight, anyway. The way its set up makes for much more strategic fights and every one of them ends up different." She chuckled a little. "Although maybe I'll come back during the boxing season and watch you fight. Could be interesting."<br><br>[...Siemens?]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 17:47:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jareth nods and replies; "I see, have you two agreed already new date or just shared phone numbers?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 18:00:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian sloped playfully and boosted her voice a little more, as she started to feel a bit more comfortable. "Damn right it'll be interesting, you just let me know and I'll hook you up with a good seat, alright?" <br><br>.....<br><br>"Just phone numbers, I haven't heard from her in a few weeks, but I hear she's been busy, so I didn't want to bother her."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 18:02:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia giggled softly and nodded. "Ooh, a good one? In that case, hook me up with one as soon as you can. I hope you can use the extra cheering."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 18:04:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jareth nods and replies; "Well, it's not much bothering her if you ask does she has time for dinner or go somewhere hold fun break. No harm in asking."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 18:10:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian smiled wider and subdued her voice just a little bit. "You kidding? I'd be on my A game from you just being there, don't wanna give you a front row seat RP me getting pounded on..."<br><br>.......<br><br>Mira nodded lightly. "I might just do that, thank you, Jareth."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 18:11:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia laughed softly again, her cheeks just a hint pinker. "Maybe I'll come to all of your matches, then, so you don't ever have to lose."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 18:16:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian decided to be a little more forward, if only because she wanted to see if this was going anywhere. She leaned in on the table, and spoke in a rather light voice. "You could be my lucky charm." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 18:19:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia almost shivered at how forward Jillian became. She had never had anyone come after her this hard before, or at least no one did so and got away with it. "I think I could be that..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 18:26:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Luckily, Jillian caught herself before she dove off the deep end, and she retreated back to her side of the table. "Good... so... you ready to order?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 18:28:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jareth replied; "Anyways glad you came, had some doubts for you to come and expected lonely dinner with lovely view. But prefer things went this way instead." Jareth finishes off with his dessert with last collecting spoonful of delicious icecream. Thanks the coupons they did not need pay for the dinner and dessert. So Jareth rises and says; "Well see you later Mira, hope see you and your mech back in action." Jareth then starts walk away from the restaurant.<br><br><em>Well, was better than I hoped. Sad she has eye on someone else but that's what I pay for my own failure in earlier date. Better be friends than nothing.</em><br><br>Jareth is of course sad, which he hid behind his smile but he does not feel jealous nor envy towards Raine. She if anyone else has more need for a nice relationship than Jareth. But consider his fan girl section he could easily pick any girl from among them for his needs but he is not that kind of pilot. Nor Mira was not just any girl, she was she and that's it. But if Mira has started go lesbian direction.....then what better way make her happy than stick out of the way between her and Raine.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 18:29:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Thrown by how she retreated so quickly, Anastasia nodded at the question and pressed the button at the corner of the table. As soon as the waitress came over, she placed her order for a club sandwich and a water, not wanting to overdo when the other woman was willing to pay.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 18:41:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mira nodded gently as the dinner seemed to be wrapping up. At the end of the night, she was glad that she came out, and she felt quite a bit better about everything as she stood up and Thames Jareth for the dinner before she went home to start planning out what she could do with all the spare equipment that Jareth was kind enough to cough up.<br><br>..............<br><br>Jillian smiled lightly and ordered a burger, complete with as many toppings as she could fit on it, and a soft drink with it. She tree her head lightly when Anastasia ordered, having gotten over her paranoid mind slamming on the brakes, she didn't want to mess this up.<br>"You sure that's all you want? I'm not exactly broke, you know."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 18:45:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia nodded lightly. "I know, it's fine. I'm on a diet, so I probably shouldn't be drinking anything much anyway."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 18:47:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian rose her eyebrow as the waiter walked away with their orders. "Diet? A girl like you?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 18:52:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia couldn't help but smile a little. "Sure. Not really so I can stay thin, but so I can stay healthy."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 18:57:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian laughed and nodded. "You wanna stay healthy? Come running with me some time, cardio kicks ass once you get into a rhythem."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 20:47:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia smiled and tapped her chin. "You know, that'd probably be a lot more fun than dieting. Would you mind me not being able to keep up all the time?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 20:51:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian shook her head. "Not at all, how often do you run to start with? I try to go at least 2 miles every other day."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 20:52:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia rubbed the back of her neck sheepishly. "I don't really run at all..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 20:55:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian laughed gently and shook her head.<br>"Don't worry too much about it, never too late to start."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 20:56:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I don't want to hold you back, though," Anastasia responded worriedly. "I don't think I could manage two miles in a single day right now."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 21:06:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian calmed herself down and got a bit more sincere with her tone. "Don't worry, we'll ease you into it, okay? It'll be really good for you when you finally get into the swing of it, promise."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 21:11:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A little more convinced she wouldn't be too much of a burden, Anastasia nodded. "Thanks. I'll do my best to try to catch up to you so you don't have to weaken your workout for too long."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 21:15:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian rolled her eyes with a light smile on her face. "Don't push yourself too hard when you're just starting out, or you'll grow to hate running. Don't worry so much about me, you're doing this for you, okay?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 21:21:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia smiled and nodded more confidently. "Right. Sorry. Thanks for doing this for me, though."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 21:24:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian nodded and lightly jabbed her fist against her own chest with a wide smile. "No problem, always happy to help someone out."<br><br>With that, their food arrived.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 21:30:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Once the food arrived, Anastasia stopped talking so much and focused on her eating. She spent most of the meal with a smile on her face, however, so it must have been going well.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 21:35:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian sighed in relief that she was doing well so far, she liked Anastasia, she was certainly somebody that Jillian could see herself with. She started to eat as.well, hoping to make all the way through the meal without ruining what she had built.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 21:37:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				After the meal was done and paid for, Anastasia walked outside, then stopped with a suddenly realization. "Oh, crap, I forgot to organize a ride home. I don't suppose you'd mind...?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 21:41:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian nodded as she slid into the driver's seat. "Not a problem at all. I need to learn your address anyway, if we're ever actually going to go running together."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 21:45:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia smile and gave her the address as she got into the car, thanking her for the ride as well. The address took them to a wealthy apartment building just a few miles away from the restaurant, keeping them fairly close to the MBF HQ.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 21:49:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When Jillian came to a stop, she couldn't help but whistle gently at the sight that awaited her. Sure, it was still just an apartment building, but it was clearly top qualith. Hell, one of those apartments could likely compete against the house she was renting.<br>"Damn,.you do pretty well for yourself, huh?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 21:53:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia nodded as the other woman admired the building. "Yeah, we, uh, I rent the penthouse up at the top. It's really expensive, but worth it."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 21:57:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian turned to her, surprised by that statement. She was rather wealthy too, just another thing for Jillian to chalk up to the things that she had going for her. Anastasia was looking better and better with each passing second.<br>"Wow. You may have to show me some time."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 21:59:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia smiled and nodded, opening the car door. "I will, sometime. When can I expect you to stop by to go running?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 22:03:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian lifted her gaze upward as she spoke.<br>"How does every Friday morning sound to you?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 22:05:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia nodded again. "Works for me. I guess I'll see you then. Take care, Jill," she said as she got of the car, then waved goodbye as she disappeared into the building.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 22:09:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian decided to go for broke as Anastasia started to walk away.<br>"Hang on a sec... so... uh... was this something you could see yourself doing more often? G-going out with me and stuff like that, I mean."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 22:14:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia turned back quickly, not expecting the pilot to ask such a question. Biting her lip, she walked back over and leaned inside the car. "Yeah...I really think so." She then smiled and, without thinking about it, leaned in to kiss the other woman softly as encouragement.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 22:18:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian almost started glowing at the way that Anastasia responded to her question. She smiled, and accepted the kiss wherever Anastasia had planned on leaving it. Once the purple haired girl had backed up, Jillian nodded with a delighted look on her face. "Alright then. See you on Friday, Anna." <br><br>With that, she began to pull away.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 22:21:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia pulled away from the redhead's lips and couldn't help but giggle at how delighted Jillian looked. The kiss wasn't exactly intense enough for her to make any judgments over anything, but it felt really good that it looked as if she just made the redhead's week. Once Jillian pulled away, she headed upstairs to order a good pair of running shoes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>26-05-2011, 23:09:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Month 2, Day 1</strong> <br><br>When Mira awoke in the morning, she let out a light stretch and a yawn, the memories of the rather pleasant day she had yesterday were still present in her mind, so she had a pleasant smile on her face as she rose from the bed. She had been able to accomplish a lot over the course of a single day, and with the help of Jareth's parts he donated, she actually had Einenlancer almost up to combat ready performance levels. Of course, it was far from the machine it was, but it would be able to fight, and that was all that Mira could ask of it after it got demolished so terribly. Once she finally managed to pull herself out of bed, she figured that she'd scan the headlines for anything particularly interesting that could have happened. Typically, she never actually put a whole lot of thought into such things, but she always checked current events regardless, just to see if anything worth knowing to her had been released. Of course, on this particular day, simply reading the headlines of a particular story wouldn't be enough to satisfy her as she read a particularly dramatic line about a pilot that she was growing to like.<br><br><strong>Railgun risks own life to save rival in unexpected preliminary error.</strong><br><br>Mira's eyes widened a little bit, and she clicked on the whole story to see what was happening. About a half an hour later, she was fully dressed and trying to get in contact with the other woman through the holo screens. She wasn't worried about Beth's health, since she was obviously okay, but she just wanted to ensure that the other pilot was okay regardless, Mira was a bit of a worrier like that when she wanted to be.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 00:29:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The morning after Beth’s brush with death found her resting on her couch, dressed in jeans, a simple t-shirt, and slippers. She was still feeling a little unnerved, but a good night’s sleep had done a lot to calm her. The whole thing had been a total fluke, she told herself. <em>And all’s well that ends well. Mostly.</em> She had mixed feelings about the fact that Brett Quinn was done for the season, and perhaps for good—not because of his destroyed mech, but because he had walked away from his contract with GeneCorp. Beth did not know if he had lost his nerve or his faith in his sponsor, but truthfully she did not care—his remarks before the match were not something she could forgive easily. At least he was still alive. And although it was a trivial detail, Beth had been awarded the win. Quinn’s mech had been too badly damaged to continue even before the dome had given way.<br><br>All that aside, Beth intended to relax today, starting with a morning spent reading. Her datapad was currently displaying a new scientific paper: <em>Artificial Specified Intelligence: Is the Bottom-Up Approach to Strong AI Obsolete?</em> Next up in her queue was an ancient book, <em>Manufacturing Consent: The Political Economy of the Mass Media.</em> Beth supposed this made the datapad a damning sign of what a ridiculous nerd she could be.<br><br>She was sipping her tea as the holocomm signaled. <em>This better not be some business call.</em> Family would be fine, although Beth had already fielded five calls the night before from concerned relatives. She put aside the tea and the datapad before sitting down at the holocomm station. Fortunately it was Mira, one of the few people she had actually been hoping to hear from. Beth felt briefly self-conscious that she had not yet applied any make-up today, before deciding it was a silly concern.<br><br>Beth took the call, and Mira's image appeared, her expression showing obvious concern. “Mira, I’m glad to hear from you—I was planning to call you this afternoon. You look like you’ve already heard about my little misadventure,” she said ruefully.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 00:35:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mira sighed in relief when Beth answered relatively quickly, she leaned back and relaxed in her chair. "Misadventure? Are you okay, Elisabeth? Most people are freaked out for a couple of days after something like THAT... Or... I think they are anyway." Mira brushed a hand through her hair, her concerns melted away when she saw that Beth was clearly okay, despite the rather pointless question that she had asked. After a moment's hesitation, or Beth's answer to the question, whichever came first, Mira decided to change the subject and move onto something a bit more relaxed. "So how have you been the last few weeks? I mean, aside from the brush with death? I'm sorry I didn't call sooner, I've been busy day in and day out with the repairs."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 01:02:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				“I suppose I’m still a little bit freaked out, but I’m definitely feeling a lot better—last night I thought I wouldn’t be able to stop shaking.” Beth shook her head. “Anyway, I’m sorry I didn’t call you either. I didn’t want to disturb you while you’re so busy, and also I haven’t had much time myself. After I analyzed my first match with Sangma, I felt I was little off my game and ended up practicing a lot more hours.<br><br>“There’s not too much else going on. I flew out to Boston for a day to see the family. Also, I’ve got a few people looking into Jareth Herman’s mystery weapon—I’ll let you know if I learn anything.” Hopefully, that would be enough to satisfy Mira—Beth still agreed with Jess that it was better if Mira did not directly get involved. She was still a little unnerved by her brief word with that VP MacDonald.<br><br>“But anyway, what’s happening with you—done anything to get away from repairs? I’d hate to see you go stir-crazy,” she teased.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 01:06:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mira tilted her head a little to the side in curiosity when she heard that Beth was having a few people look into Jareth's weapon. She simply nodded gently and moved on to the next topic, she herself didn't want to have anything more to do with that weapon then she already did. As such, she was just as glad to move on to the next topic as Beth was, which concerned her getting away from her repairs. She decided to hold her tongue about dinner with Jareth, as she figured that one thing would lead to another, and Beth would jump to the wrong conclusions. As such she simply shook her head and groaned. "Unfortunately, no. I've been a little hermit for the last two weeks."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 01:34:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				“Well, that’s no good—we’re going to have to do something soon.” Beth paused for a moment. She had been thinking about Mira a lot over the last couple weeks, and that fact coupled with a fresh reminder of her own mortality had her feeling a bit more forward than usual. “Mira... there’s something I’ve wanted to say to you for the past week or so, and I’ve been trying to work up the nerve.” She looked away for a brief moment and brushed a strand of hair behind her ear. “Basically, I don’t know if you’re interested in women at all, but... I really enjoy spending time with you. I think you’re very sweet, and intelligent, and just beautiful. I was wondering if you’d like to go on a date?” Beth blushed—she was usually a confident person, but when it came to romance she did have a bit of a shy streak. There was also a nagging little feeling of shame, of wondering if it was really the right time to take a step like this. But Beth suspected that feeling would still be there even if she waited a decade—it was worth struggling to try to be happy again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 01:42:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ysena had been pretty active over the last week or so, spending much of her time training in her mech, or resting in bed. Because of this, she decided she would take the day off from her activties and just enjoy herself in town, although she didn't need to buy anything, just being able to walk around town was plesant for her. Smiling happily to herself, she casually walked into the park, it was pretty large, as most city parks are.<br><br>It was fairly busy along the cerment paths leading around the scenic veiws, so Ysena decided she would take a more offroad track through the collection of trees that lined the back of the park. It could have been a small forest in its own right. Loving the sounds of nature, even in the middle of one of the busiest cities in the world, there was a nice peace to here, it almost made her feel weightless, as if all her troubles and worries were just being washed away as her body began to tingle with sensation. Taking a deep sigh, she knew she needed to lie down, falling to the floor ungracefully, her body ran cold from the lack of plasma circulating to keep her blood pressure, she just looked to the sky, and hoped this episode would pass as soon as possible.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 01:52:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mira didn't say anything the entire time that Beth went on her little rambling about the kind of woman that Mira was. When Beth started things off with 'I don't know if you're interested in women at all' she almost felt her heart skip a beat, as she had a good idea about what was about to come next. When Beth finally came all the way out and asked if Mira would like a date with her, the younger girl simply smiled widely, and nodded after taking a second to process the information. "Elizabeth, a date with you would be fantastic, of course I would absolutely love to go, no question about it." Mira felt herself come a bit more alive as Beth was the one to come forward, this would be easier to work out then Mira ever hoped. She leaned in on her desk again, curious as to what Beth's reaction would be once Mira so happily accepted the date invitation, she wouldn't want to miss a single second of it.<br><br>.................................<br><br>It would be about a minute before anybody came to help Ysena, however, a &nbsp;young man (http://img3.lln.crunchyroll.com/i/spire2/34eddf1caff502d77c6443f107948e741260604239_full.jpg) eventually came upon the collapsed girl. Upon seeing her, he rushed over and took a knee beside her. With a concerned look in his eye, he lightly reached over and put a hand on her shoulder. "H-hey? Are you okay?" <br><br>Julian watched her carefully to try and assess what she was suffering from. He had always had a hard time turning away from those in need of help, it was just a good thing that he happened to be on a trip through this dirt road as well, since large crowds of people often gave him headaches. He could never stand being around people for very long, just something that he had always had to deal with for as long as he could remember. However, tonight that would work out in the favor of the young girl that he stumbled across, so it proved that every cloud did indeed have a silver lining.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 01:59:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ysena felt a warm hand against her chilled shoulders, moving her head up to look at him, her face was flushed, with exception of a red streak going across her nose and under her eyes. Partly from the illness, but more so because of the embarrasment that she was caught in this situation.<br><br>"I'm.. Alright, just a terminal illness, its a pain in the bum." She tried to giggle, she was pretty lucky he showed up though, there was no telling how long her body would have needed to regain enough pressure to move normally. But the heat of embarrasment did help to get a bit of circulation going. "Its a very rare illness, makes me prone to collapsing like this if I don't get my medication enough. Not enough Plasma in my blood stream." She smiled looking up at him, although she knew she probably looked pretty pathetic at the moment.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 02:06:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian gave her a concerned look when she explained about the troubles that she was having. He rubbed her shoulder a little bit to help comfort her, as there was no possible way that she could have been proud about the situation that she found herself in. Instead of press more into her personally, he figured it would be a good idea to get her mind off of the situation that she found herself in, so he figured that he'd simply talk to her, keep her company until she was able to get back on her feet. It actually felt rather good to combine two of his favorite things together in this motion, he was able to help somebody in need, while also avoiding large crowds, it was a double victory for the young man as he remained by her side.<br>"I think I might have heard about that illness before... Don't remember what it's called, but isn't supposed to be ultra-rare or something?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 02:12:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ysena kept smiling as he seemed to understand her predicament well. She blushed a little, but she would just blame that on the illness. "Yeah, its stupidly rare... Like only 24 people worldwide are diagnosed with it apparently. But why you heading out this way, its usually pretty quiet this route, granted its something I am very much thankful for, but just curious is all."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 02:15:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				If Julian even noticed the blush at all, he didn't comment on it. Instead he just shook his head a little when the topic went to what brought him all the way out here. "Well, I've never been a fan of big crowds, you see. I don't know why, but whenever I'm in a crowded city street, or on a loaded bus, or something for too long, I just start to get a headache, and then I feel a clinging need to get somewhere where I've got some space. I don't know if it's a mental thing or what, but it's an issue of mine."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 02:22:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ah, thats a shame, with the world as crowded as it is, I geuss it can be pretty hard to get somewhere that isn't crowded, still at least opportunities there, I mean would you geuss I qualified as a mech league pilot, world is just a jester like that." She giggled, noticing she was getting some feeling back in her body, but she would neglect to say that straight away, its been such a long time since she was able to talk to someone who didn't wanna trash her on the field of battle.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 02:26:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian paused in surprise when she talked about her qualifications as a mech pilot. He found himself leaning in slightly towards her, more interested in what she was saying then anything else. After all, he had no idea that she was actually starting to get over her attack. "Whoa, really? Are you in any minor leagues? Or did you manage to make it into the MBF?" His hand remained on her shoulder, though simply because he didn't think to move it since he was more interested in the conversation at the moment.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 02:27:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Beth grinned widely, feeling both excitement and relief. She restrained the urge to jump out of her seat and hug Mira’s image, seeing as how that would have been a little extreme, and the girl was not actually in front of her anyway. Instead she settled for bouncing in her chair just slightly.<br><br>“That’s wonderful! Now, since I’m the one who asked you out, I guess I should be the one to suggest something. And I actually know something we could do, if you’re up for it. I admit it might be too much for a first date, so we can do something simpler instead if you like.<br><br>“I got invited to this formal ball, it’s a massive birthday party for this debutante from a wealthy family. Apparently she’s a fan of mine. I declined since I didn’t have anyone to bring—and honestly this sort of thing isn’t usually my style—but it’s a special occasion and you deserve a good time after all you’ve been through. I can probably get back in on the ball even on short notice. It’s tonight, if you’re interested. Ballroom dancing, fine dining, maybe a stroll through a hedge-maze—that sort of stuff.<br><br>“The one problem is that you’ll want to have an expensive dress—if you don’t have one, I can take you shopping. Oh, and also this is high profile, so you can bet there would be all kinds of rumors about us the very next day in the media.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 02:35:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah I'm in the MBF, although I've only had preliminary matches so far, I'm not too bad though, I'm just a bit of a nobody though, but I'm hoping to be able to pay for my medication with the pay from it. But I'm getting pretty over myself, really sorry, I have that habit sometimes." Catching on to herself that she was making a fool of herself, at least in her eyes, she made sure to stop speaking, at least until the urge to jibber on left.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 02:40:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mira listened intently at Beth's proposition for going to the birthday party, and at first all she could do was just shudder as she thought about being around such wealthy people. However, the idea of going to such an event excited her a great deal, and she wasn't about to turn down the opportunity to get just a little bit closer to Beth. Once the older woman had finished laying out the proposition, Mira simply nodded in agreement to it without a moment's delay. "That sounds like it would be a lot of fun, Elisabeth, as long as you don't mind the rumors that are going to come erupting out of this, I'd absolutely love to be there." The one issue would be that of her actually needing a rather nice and expensive dress, but Beth did say that the two would be able to go out shopping for one before the event, which was a massive relief to Mira. "Right then, when and where should we meet to go shopping? I don't really own any formal dresses." In all honesty, the idea of having to wear a dress again made Mira a little uncomfortable, but she'd be willing to do it for the sake of the date.<br><br>........................................<br><br>Julian simply sat there and listened while she spoke about her medication, and how she was participating in the MBF in order to pay for it. He gave her a confused look when her mouth suddenly shut, as he started to get the feeling that perhaps she wasn't in quite as much pain as she was before anymore. Nevertheless, he gave her a polite smile after a few seconds and spoke again, content to use the silence to his advantage. "I'm sorry that you're forced to such extremes... Medication for such a rare disease can't possibly be cheap. But, at least you're willing to put forth the effort to get it yourself, rather then just pander in front of a camera for people to pay the medication for you... 'donations' and what have you... It's very respectable, all things considered."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 02:49:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah, it can be pretty costly, but it doesn't matter too much, its just something I gotta do" she said sitting herself up prematurely to being able too, using extra motivation and effort to force herself to her feet, although still rather unsteady. "The best thing any person can do is face down their challenges in life head on, because its those challenges that really form ourselves as a person." She smiled, turning her head back to him. "Don't you agree?" She finished, although she tried to hide it, it was pretty obvious that she was unsteady on her feet.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 02:58:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian stood up along with her when she forced herself up to her feet, though he wasn't entirely sure that she should have been up and moving yet. Still, he kept up his end of the conversation, though he stood ready to help stabilize her if it became apparent that she wasn't able to support herself up. "That's exactly right, if you refuse to stand firm against the obstacles that life throws at you, then you're not really living at all... you're just running away from yourself." Both of his hands were by his side, but he was more then ready to be there for her if she were to stumble or fall over, he was almost certain that she'd need the help with the way that her legs were shaking as she got to her feet.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 03:31:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“Alright, let’s see...” Beth considered how to go about setting everything up. “I’ll go rent a nice hovercar, and come pick you up around four. We can get our hair and all that done, then I’ll take you to this up-scale place I know called <em>20th Century</em> where I can buy you a dress and they can handle any measuring and adjusting.” Generally speaking, Beth got involved in these sorts of high society affairs only a few times a year—but when she did, she was thorough. “After that, we can swing by my place really quick so I can get my dress, and then we’re off to the ball.” She smiled. “If it sounds good, just send along your address to my comm so I can pick you up later and I’ll go make all the arrangements.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 03:37:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mira nodded and immediately went about filing her address to be sent pretty much right as soon as she hung up. She turned back to Beth with a light smile on her face, as she seemed to be perfectly fine with the media assumptions. "Right then, I suppose I'll see you tomorrow then, Elisabeth" With that, she gave Beth the proper time to say goodbye as well and cut off the connection. Almost the moment after she hung up, Mira was sending Beth her address, at which point, she moved over to the bed, plopped herself down, and sighed happily as she thought about the night. It certainly seemed like everything had worked out for the best right now, as Mira didn't even actually have to take any risks to get a date with Beth, the older woman was the one to ask. <br><br>She wondered to herself what kind of night it would be, and realized that tomorrow wouldn't be able to come quickly enough.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 05:19:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				(OOC: Actually, the party was supposed to be that night, not the next day. But either way is fine.)<br><br>"See you soon." After the call Beth quickly went about making all the arrangements—first calling to get re-invited to the party, then making the appointments, and finally ordering the rental hovercar. She was not a big fan of driving—it just seemed like an infinitely more boring version of piloting a mech—and decided to get a vehicle with a full autopilot option. She dressed somewhat casually for now, as there would be plenty of time to change into her more expensive outfit later. As for the present for the birthday itself, Beth decided to go simple—no doubt this girl was already going to get a boatload of jewelry and other fancy things. She settled on an autographed poster complete with birthday well-wishes.<br><br>An alert on her wrist comm let her know when the hovercar had arrived, and she went down to claim it and order it to Mira’s address. Beth arrived about five minutes early, and transmitted a quick message to Mira’s comm. “Hey, it’s Beth, I’m outside.” She then waited outside the car. When she sees Mira approaching she waves, and then gives her a hug. “Thanks again for coming out. I really want this to be a good night for you.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 05:26:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				((OOC: My mistake, I thought you said 'tomorrow' instead of 'tonight'... Just pretend that the last part of my post didn't happen))<br><br>When Beth finally arrived, Mira was at long last able to free herself from the torture that came from just trying to distract herself every now and again while checking her watch, clock, or microwave for the time every fifteen seconds. The afternoon had dragged by at an unbearably slow pace, as she didn't want to go working on Einenlancer today for a number of reasons. The first one being that she would likely lose track of time, and accidentally blow off Beth when she got into mech mode. The second reason was that she didn't want to get all dirty and greasy when she was about to go shopping for a formal dress. Needless to say, when the message finally came in, Mira was positively delighted as she stepped out to return the light hug that Beth pulled her into. It felt nice, a feeling that she could easily see herself getting used to. When the two girls pulled away from one another, Mira listened to Beth's words and nodded eagerly, as she fidgeted in place. "Thank for inviting me, I'm looking forward to it."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 06:56:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Once both women were in the hovercar, Beth ordered the vehicle to their first destination, where she had set up appointments to get their hair, nails, and make-up taken care of—granted, Beth could take care of the latter two herself, but the result probably would not be as good.<br><br>“So, I’m not sure if it’s more rude to ask or more rude not to ask, but I was wondering how the <em>Einenlancer’s</em> coming along? I know you must want to get your mind off the thing for a while, but given how important your mech is to you it would be awful of me not to be concerned.” Beth smiled weakly. She had admittedly debated whether to ask this question the entire way over—she was still a bit nervous. Hopefully she would feel more comfortable as the day progressed.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 08:47:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Day 1, Month 2</strong><br><br>Jareth was observing his factory works on his mech. It seems most critical repairs had already been done and it's now just replace the surface paltings in the arm where Scorpion has sliced with scissors. He departs from the ongoing factory to drive off into city for a ride at late evening. He drives around the city with his bit unique looking hovercar. He notices a grill stand has opened up. He checks his wallet, seeing there was few credit bills left he says; "Well, I can afford visit the grill in this month suppose. Altough need keep bit tight budjet consider all food from the failed date and also producing spare parts for Mira." Truth said despite owning own mech part factory in all is not cheap to run. Some metal is recycled but he needs pay for transports in and out from his factory, including his mech transport services. Overall all his performance money sinks to run the factory basically and leave him little nothing from his performances. He lives in factory for a reason; he had sold his and parent's home to afford to repair the factory and refurnish the office as a apartment. Besides factory he still owned his father's museum but not many folks visit there, especially now that neither Jareth nor his father runs anymore simulated battles there. Just show off old antique for very low price which does not cover the tax for rent on the property and museum maintenance. So essence both museum and factory drain all his performance money quite dry. He had few times thinked to sell the museum to new owner......but museum has been part of family legacy for generations. It would be same as sell his last name. He more likely quits whole vendetta than giving up museum, selling the factory but not his mech. As he has decided he more likely melts down whole damn thing than ever sell it someone who can really abuse it's powers and weapons.<br><br>All this thoughts ran through background of his mind when after checking his wallet he pockets it, rises from his car and seal locks the car with click from his key and moves to the grill line. Putting on cap and glasses so he is not that easily recognize altough he did wear his signature jacket and jeans.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 09:59:06</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=106394.msg4698672#msg4698672">Quote from: DemonWing01 on 27-05-2011, 02:58:26</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Julian stood up along with her when she forced herself up to her feet, though he wasn't entirely sure that she should have been up and moving yet. Still, he kept up his end of the conversation, though he stood ready to help stabilize her if it became apparent that she wasn't able to support herself up. "That's exactly right, if you refuse to stand firm against the obstacles that life throws at you, then you're not really living at all... you're just running away from yourself." Both of his hands were by his side, but he was more then ready to be there for her if she were to stumble or fall over, he was almost certain that she'd need the help with the way that her legs were shaking as she got to her feet.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>"Still, I must admit, sometimes it can be a little hard to keep the motivation to keep going on like this, but I just think to myself that nobody else will do this for me, so I will do it for myself. I'm sure everybody gets bouts of uncertainty though." She finished, looking at him happily, feeling like she made a friend in Julian today. Taking a uneasy step forward, it was pretty obvious her sense of balance was not entirely there yet. "Heh, if only I could be a quadraped like my mech, this would be so much easier" She giggled.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 15:21:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Month 2, Day 1</strong><br><br>Anastasia chest stung and her steps were becoming a bit more wobbly, but she had to push on. She was running through the city for two reasons: one, so she could get comfortable in her new running shoes before she had to run with Jillian, and, two, so she could get comfortable in running at all before she had to run with Jillian. She had only gone about half a mile so far, but exhaustion was getting the best of her. Soon, she had to stop, place her hands on her knees, and try to catch her breath. She could feel her calf muscles locking up a bit. The odds weren't good that she was going to make it much farther.<br><br>Spotting a grill stand, she swallowed longingly at the prospect of purchasing a bottle of water and started to walk over. She got in line and looked up, feeling slightly strange about the person in front of her. Hadn't she seen him somewhere before?
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 15:30:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Month 2, Day 1</strong><br><br>Jareth stood in line, he heard someone run somewhere behind him. He turned, his dark sunglasses saw pretty girl who seemed have runned wind out from herself. Seeing she comes to stand in line he asks from her; "Long run huh?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 15:35:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia nodded, still unable to place this man because of his sunglasses. "Yes, although not as long as I'd like it to have been. Um...pardon me for asking, but have I seen you somewhere before?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 16:17:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Month 2, Day 1</strong><br><br>Jareth, who tried keep low profile for change in simple grill line shrugged and said to Anastasia; "Just have that kind of appearance, you probably mix me up with someone else. I take you had started running recently?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 16:26:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Okay, <em>that</em> was an obvious diversion if she'd ever heard one. Whoever this guy was, he was trying hard not to get recognized. Most girls would have pursued this curiosity further, but Anastasia thought that would be rude, so she let it drop and nodded at the question. "I just started today, actually. I'm trying to get better at it so I can keep up with a friend of mine who invited me running."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 16:38:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jareth got feeling the girl is not buying his words entirely but she seems not chase the issue as most women would. Instead he listened, nodded while he shifted step along the line which was moving slowly and replied; "Ahaa, I see. Well it can be quite tough in first times but after you run for while it becomes easier, at least have heard so. Anyways decided for short break and buy something from grill then?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 16:45:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia nodded a third time, realizing as he talked that his voice was familiar too. "Just a bottle of water or something so I can rehydrate. I want to be ready, but I really don't want to hurt myself and not be able to run with my friend. It's not every day you get to hang out with a sports star," she said with a smile, unable to resist gloating a little about her new relationship.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 16:57:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mira turned to her with a light smile as the car took off and Beth asked her about Einenlancer. She shook her head when Beth said something about being worried about it being rude, and she just smiled gently. "Oh, no, don't worry about it. Einenlancer is coming along just fine, I think that Jareth realized that he made a mistake that day, so he donated a crap tun of parts for me. Of course, all of it is outdated, and will need to be replaced later, but it went a long way for temporary repairs." Mira was in high spirits at this point, so much so that she hardly noticed that Beth wasn't entirely comfortable just yet.<br><br>.........................................<br><br>Julian stepped forward and grabbed both of her shoulders to help balance her out. "Hey, careful alright, there's a difference between pushing forward and simply hurting yourself. And I have to admit, while being a quadruped would certainly make things easier, it would look rather silly." He laughed briefly before he realized that the two still hadn't been properly introduced to one another yet, his face went red with embarrassment. "Um... My name's Julian, Julian Arrowind."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 17:00:42</strong>
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				Jareth quirks his head sideways when Anastasia gloated little and he said; "Oh? A sport star? With whom? Anycase lucky for you, indeed it would not serve your friend if you have runned energy out from yourself from day before. But both amateurs and pro sport people do perform warm ups before real deal anyway." Again line shifts and there is now only one guy between Jareth and the stall. Guy in front of him ordering a large grill special plate. So it will take while to fill in.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 17:07:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia got a little more anxious when she saw she was now third in line; soon, that delicious water would be hers! "Oh, you know Jillian Ashfeld from the MBF? We met the other day when I was watching a friend's match and we sort of hit it off," she explained, growing a little self-conscious that she was acting too proud about this. "Anyway, she invited me to go running with her once a week."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 17:19:07</strong>
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				Jareth smiled, altough somereason Jillian has something against him in personal level but he has nothing against her nor her pretty friend. He replies; "Ah, I had seen her matches. Quite fierce fighter. So once per week for just to run? Or perhaps something more interesting activities as well?" Jareth was little teasing Anastasia with last part of his line to see is there something going between her and Jillian, consider well known repute Jillian has about her sexual preference.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 17:30:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Well, he certainly did seem to know about Jillian. Anastasia found herself wishing her face was still red from the running so it would cover the light blush she got from the accusation. "She asked if I would like going out with her every once in a while, too. I don't know how serious she is about it, though."<br><br>---<br><br>Across town that evening, a young man with black hair that had a strip of gold in it would walk into a bar and awkwardly worm his way through the thick crowd that he met. Odd that a random bar like this would be so crowded. You'd think it was some huge nightclub where all the big name celebrities hung out if it were slightly larger or trendier. After a minute of struggling, Moon finally managed to grab the last empty stool at the bar and took a seat, relieved to have the chance to ignore the crowd behind him. Although he was an MBF pilot, and a foreign one at that, he didn't really look like either, so he remained relatively anonymous.<br><br>He waited a while for the bartender to finally come over and, when they did, ordered a vodka without looking up.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 17:37:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian was on shift that night, and the bar was jumping with business as always. Jillian sort of hated how busy it could get from time to time, but she also absolutely loved the life and energy that came with so many hopeful people that would want to talk with Jillian, plus the occassional poor, deluded soul that thought that they had what it took to turn her straight. When she saw a rather young man at the stood, looked Korean, she smiled at the new face, it always seemed to be the same people over and over again, so a new face was certainly a welcome sight. He didn't look up, so it was obvious that he had no interest in the growing celebrity status that Jillian had going. As she laid down the glass in front of him, she smirked a little bit and decided to make small talk. Talking was just part of the job for a bartender, as a customer that left happy was one that came back for more. Jillian actually had to thank her job at the bar, as that was the sole reason that she had grown to be more social over the last few years, as before she landed the job, she found herself overly hostile to just about everybody she came across.<br>"Liquid courage?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 17:39:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jareth nods and then guy behind him moved off from the counter and oriental backgrounded girl asks; "Your turn sir, what you would order?" Jareth turns around and leans to the counter and says his order; "I would like some spiced sliced oven potatoes, one chilli sausage and one steak with cedar cheese. Ketchup with potatoes and some salted cucumber and onion with sausage thanks. Oh, and one coke bottle please." When the crew in grill stack started work with his order he turned to Anastasia and replies; "I see, how about yourself? Would you be serious about it or consider it more as wonderful experience if things would heat up between you two?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 17:48:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Moon nodded as he picked up the glass and took a drink, coughing a little from the strength of the vodka. He wasn't normally a drinker by any stretch of the word, but he was looking for any way to deal with his current stress. Setting the drink back down on the counter, he looked up at Jillian's face and...<br><br>...still didn't seem to recognize her in the slightest. "I've got a pretty important...meeting tomorrow," he said, holding back his name and career. The last thing he needed tonight was to be mocked. "If I screw it up, I'll be getting dangerously close to losing everything I've worked for."<br><br>---<br><br>Anastasia held her stomach, which started to rumble as Jareth made his order. She was getting pretty hungry, but eating would mean she had to stop her workout there and not be as prepared as she would like for her appointment with Jillian. "I don't know, I've never really thought about dating a woman before. Or a man, really... I was thinking it would be worth it to see what I'm interested in, like if I could actually be attracted to a woman or not."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 17:54:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian was actually a bit surprised when he didn't recognize her. She wasn't overly arrogant about her status, since she really wasn't all THAT famous yet, but an overwhelming majority of the people that came into the bar were people that knew about her. She did have to fight back a laugh at the way he reacted to the drink, and she realized that she'd have to get him something a bit softer next time. Instead of pressing for further information, Jillian did what all bartenders were trained professionals at, and tried to give him whatever advice she could provide that could help him out. "You know, we humans are an interesting lot. Sometimes, it's situations where we find ourselves pushed to the limit where we find out what we're really made of. I don't know what's up with your meeting tomorrow, but I'm sure that if the goal you're working towards is really worth fighting for, you'll come through."<br><br>Jillian winced at her own metaphor, she was so combat oriented that everything managed to work it's way to fighting at some point.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 17:57:43</strong>
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				Jareth listens, nods and replies; "Undecided huh? Well, there's nothing wrong being in-between, attracted to both genders. I myself I am quite straight but I do find two lesbians in action hot to watch." Jareth grins to his last part of the comment and adds; "But if you want check does your mind and body agree on matter, then you should check and watch porn. Try visualize whole thing inside your head in both genders. It's simple as that figure out are you straight, lesbian or Bi. Besides actually trying kiss a woman and guy see which feels more natural but it also depends guy or woman your with." Hearing her stomach rumble he smiles and says; "You can eat you know, but it just means you must walk the first half-hour before you start run again. So long you do not eat to have full stomach." Hoping to ease possible guilt or doubt in her to eat. Also a plus he gets to chat her with longer if she eats and stays few minutes while eatting and waiting food to digest enough allow her continue exercise.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 18:05:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Nah, this isnt putting me in any danger, it just gets rather fustrating is all" She blushed a little when he put his hands on her shoulders, but thankfully she was turned away from him when he did it. That could have been embarrasing. "Yeah, still it would only be a bit more embarrasing than collapsing all over the place" She giggled, then realised after he said his name that she hasn't told him hers. "Oh I'm sorry! I'm Ysena Mors, Pilot of the Shadow Lynx" She turned on a hill to stare at him politely. At least the shock removed the effects of her blushing for the most part.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 18:10:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Moon looked up at her curiously. That metaphor seemed oddly suitable to his situation: his second preliminary match was coming up tomorrow, he hadn't even had time to check to make sure the repairs he had made to Big Al would actually hold in a combat situation as they often didn't, and now it was either fly or die as he tried to establish himself for another season. If he screwed up this time around, his prospects were very poor and he would probably never get into Stanford like he was trying to.<br><br>"Thanks for the advice," he said quietly, feeling a little better with someone showing some support. He then figured he might as well introduce himself and extended his hand. "I'm Moon."<br><br>---<br><br>Anastasia could hardly believe her ears as this guy she had just met and still didn't know the name of talked about watching lesbians in action and suggested she go watch some porn to figure out what her sexual preference was. She would have backed off at that point, but she could tell he was genuinely trying to help, and his advice made sense even if she wasn't the type to watch stuff like that. She was just thankful Jillian wasn't there, as she would most likely not be pleased with someone talking to her like that. "Actually, I did kiss her before she left, but I'm still not really sure. I mean, it wasn't bad or anything, but I wasn't entirely comfortable with it..."<br><br>She then tilted her head when he suggested she eat. "I guess I'll just end up working off the calories, anyway, and it's a bad idea to run without any energy. Yeah, I think I'll get something," she replied cheerfully.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 18:14:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jareth nods to Anastasia's words and replies; "Yeah, eat with me then if you do not mind continue talking. I take spot over there at my car." Jareth points to his antique looking old car, and that point his dish was ready and he turned around pay the food and move back to his car, leaning against side of his car he starts work on his potatoes and sausage in his plate while take in seasonings to each plastic forkful as he could. His bottle of coke was uncorked resting atop roof of his car.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 18:15:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian let his hands drop when she started to seem a bit more stable, and he returned the polite smile when she turned around to face him, this time, it was a bit too dark for him to actually see that she was blushing lightly. "Well then, it's nice to meet you Ysena." He found himself really enjoying the conversation between him and Ysena, it had been a while since he had come across somebody so polite and sweet. "So, what brought you out here on this fine evening?"<br><br>............................<br><br>As soon as he introduced himself, his identity clicked in Jillian's mind. She had often heard about a joke of a pilot that was often getting trampled on in the MBF, though she had never actually gone against him herself. Still, Jillian had already seen the fact that he was anxious about his match, so she figured it would be a good idea to hold her tongue of anything stupid for the time being. If she said too much, she'd likely end up doing his morale a lot of damage, so Jillian didn't trust herself enough to say anything more then she had to as she returned the introduction.<br><br>She shook his hand, her grip carrying a firmness that most ladies didn't.<br>"Jillian."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 18:25:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia stepped to the front of the line and ordered her water, then, after a short period to decide, ordered a couple beef and green pepper kebabs and waited for the order to be filled out. Once she had her order, she joined Jareth at his care. She felt a little self-conscious about leaning her sweaty body against such a nice car, but the man didn't seem all too concerned about it. It was obvious he was at least somewhat famous if he could afford an antique like this. "Hey, we still haven't introduced ourselves," the purple-haired girl pointed out as she started to eat."<br><br>---<br><br>Moon found the firm grip of Jillian's handshake quite curious, especially since she looked quite slender. Was that just her nature due to being a bartender, or was she involved in some other activities that made her strong? The question would have been easy to answer if Moon had ever followed the MBF at all, but he generally ignored it except for when he had to go in and play a match himself. Watching it on TV just felt like bringing work home with him, and it didn't help his confidence to watch expensive, streamlined mechs that could easily trash his own all the time.<br><br>"Hey, do you know why it's so crowded in here tonight? No offense, but I didn't think a place like this would even have enough people to fill the stools on a weeknight."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 18:28:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian laughed lightly when Moon brought up the business of the bar, figuring that now was as good a time as any to come out with the fact that she was participating in the same league as him. She looked around, realizing that somebody new had come up to the bar. "Hang on a sec, I'll be back." After about a minute serving and chatting with the newcomer, she went and turned back towards Moon, since she found herself rather interested in the conversation with the poor guy. "What were we talking about before? Oh yeah, this place being crowded on a weeknight. Well, it's rather simple, this place is booming because of the star power they've got behind the bar. I myself am actually a pilot in the MBF, you see."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 18:38:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Moon's eyes widened at the revelation and he suddenly felt like a massive fool for not even knowing the other pilots well enough to recognize one speaking to him. He was majorly less comfortable now; hopefully she would continue to not know he was as she appeared to before. Having to deal with ridicule from some random MBF fans would have been bad enough, but getting it in person from another pilot was the only vaguely Korean-looking Korean's worst nightmare.<br><br>"O-oh, you are, huh? You must be pretty good to draw in crowds like this all the time."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 18:40:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, I've just been busy with training and such, so I thought I would have a day to myself, obviously someone in my position would appreciate the little things that others take for granted a bit more" She looked down, hoping her blushing wasnt showing. "I've certainly enjoied myself today, sometimes you just need time to relax and be yourself right?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 18:46:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian simply shrugged, though she'd have to be blind not to notice the change in Moon's demeanor. She didn't entirely mind though, he seemed like a good person, so perhaps she'd be able to do a little bit more then she thought she would originally to help him out. She leaned in on the bar, not enough to make him uncomfortable, but enough to show that she was actually invested in the conversation. "I am pretty good, Park. C'mon, talk to me about what's holding you back, there has to be some kind of reason that you can't win, maybe I could help you out."<br><br>....................................<br><br>Julian nodded when she talked about taking a day to herself, it certainly did make sense that one had to take some time to relax and let their hair down. "I see, you were taking some time to let yourself unwind. It's for the best, really." He nodded, making it rather apparent that he had totally missed her blushing.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 19:18:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Even though Jillian didn't lean in very far, Moon still recoiled a bit. The redhead had been nice so far, but that wasn't going to undo the reflexive reactions he had from over a year's worth of teasing and mockery by pilots who thought he was just a buffoon who refused to give up on his dream even though he was terrible. To them, he was like those fools you see auditioning for reality show singing competitions that can't even hold a single note, but claim to be the next big star. He looked up at her as he answered quietly. <br><br>"It's not that I'm not trying. It's not even that I'm not good. I just don't have the money. Half the time, I can't even buy the spare parts I need or afford to fully refill my ammunition. Have you ever had to go into a match making the choice between full ammo or still being able to use your mech's left arm?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 19:21:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian whistled a little bit, seeing how such a thing could be a problem for the poor guy. "Dang... I can see how you could be having all kinds of trouble with finances being an issue. If you're actually pretty good at what you do, why don't you try to get sponsorship? I mean, I'm sure there's some company who'd be willing to front your expenses, there's a heartwarming story to be found in your take, if a bit overdone in movies, you know? All you gotta do is show that you mean business, and I'm sure you'll be able to get somebody who's willing to help you out."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 19:28:33</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=106394.msg4701015#msg4701015">Quote from: Revenent on 27-05-2011, 18:25:05</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Anastasia stepped to the front of the line and ordered her water, then, after a short period to decide, ordered a couple beef and green pepper kebabs and waited for the order to be filled out. Once she had her order, she joined Jareth at his care. She felt a little self-conscious about leaning her sweaty body against such a nice car, but the man didn't seem all too concerned about it. It was obvious he was at least somewhat famous if he could afford an antique like this. "Hey, we still haven't introduced ourselves," the purple-haired girl pointed out as she started to eat."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Jareth is half-way taking a bite from sausage when Anastasia makes her comment. She can see man what she had talked with makes careful glance around in the area and then just quietly says before quickly taking bite from the sausage; "Jareth Herman, nice to meet you." Jareth then bites and takes large bite from the sausage, munching his treat in his mouth.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 20:18:54</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=106394.msg4700766#msg4700766">Quote from: DemonWing01 on 27-05-2011, 16:57:38</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Mira turned to her with a light smile as the car took off and Beth asked her about Einenlancer. She shook her head when Beth said something about being worried about it being rude, and she just smiled gently. "Oh, no, don't worry about it. Einenlancer is coming along just fine, I think that Jareth realized that he made a mistake that day, so he donated a crap tun of parts for me. Of course, all of it is outdated, and will need to be replaced later, but it went a long way for temporary repairs." Mira was in high spirits at this point, so much so that she hardly noticed that Beth wasn't entirely comfortable just yet.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>“So he donated a bunch of parts?” Beth asked, surprised. “I doubt he can afford to do that for everyone whose mech he trashes—and between the amateur league and the current season, that’s a lot of mechs. Looks like he’s one of those guys who doesn’t take ‘no’ for an answer.” She paused. “That’s probably an overly harsh way of putting it—maybe he’s just persistent.” Beth was less worried about Jareth as a romantic competitor than she was at him being a potential stalker. Though maybe her existing suspicions about his motivations and illegal weapon were just making her paranoid—after, she had not talked to the man for more than a couple minutes, so she could not really judge his character.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 20:22:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Moon sighed despondently and shook his head, running his middle finger along the rim of his empty glass. "Yeah, the thing about those movies is that the guy always wins in the end. I've tried finding sponsors, but nobody wants to pay for a guy who has such a poor win record and who might not even make it in this season. They don't have any proof that I'm any sort of decent pilot, so they don't want to take the risk of trying to market me."<br><br>The younger man made less eye contact as he went on. Though it felt good to really be able to open up to someone for once, even if it was a bartender, he felt a little shameful to be going on like this.<br><br>---<br><br>Anastasia eyes grew big as the recognition dawned on her. "Oh, I know you now!" she started off loudly, quickly lowering her voice back down when she saw she had drawn a couple glances. "You're that guy with the old pre-peace Mobile Weapon, right? I watched your first two matches. That was some impressive stuff."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 20:28:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				When Anastasia yelled it made Jareth flinch visibly and grimace while eatting his sausage piece. However once Anastasia calmed down speak more quiet he listened, and after long pause swallowed he said; "Bit quiet please, I do not wear this silly cap and glasses for fun you know. I try avoid draw attention when I just want order late evening snack during drive through the town. Not to mention I have more than one fan girl stalking my every move already so I try avoid give them tips where ambush me through media." After short lecture and sip from his coke he continues; "But yeah, Eberhart Mark I is pre-peace mech which germany produced in secret to counter mech threat but peace came before mechs started to be mass produced. But consider the delicate negotiations the whole existence of said mech was buried deep and hid well by my ancestors. It just laid around in one secret military factory for generations until with effort I brought factory and the mech fully functional. I like your compliments regarding the two first matches but it seems I have majority of the pilots hating my ass for those two matches. Not that I can blame them, none of them wants get their mech wrecked down."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 20:30:07</strong>
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				Mira shook her head with a gentle laugh when Beth walked about Jareth becoming a potential stalker. Fortunately, Mira was able to set the record straight with him just the night prior, so she wasn't quite as worried about it as Beth seemed to be, though the weapon still nagged at the back of her mind whenever she thought about her fight against him. Nevertheless, she wasn't in the mood to talk about other people when she was about to go out with Beth, who she was much more interested in. She shifted around in her chair as she tried to think of a proper question to ask, eventually, she just decided to make small talk. "Maybe... Anyway, how have you been doing these last couple of weeks?"<br><br>.......................................<br><br>Jillian sighed and shook her head, unsure of what she could say that would get his morale up. She thought for a brief few moments before she had to once again pull away and do her job at the other side of the bar for another patron. While she was away, she contemplated what she could say or do that would help him walk in to the battle with the confidence that he needed to perform. When she came back about three or four minutes later, she figured she had an answer.<br>"You just need to show them that you're serious about this, and that you really do have the skills it takes to make it in... Listen, you're not the only one out there with good intentions, there are a lot of us out there with something worth fighting for..."<br><br>Jillian put herself in Moon's boots for a few moments, thinking about how she would feel if she wasn't able to be as successful as she had been, and was struggling to keep herself in the league at all, let alone get enough money for her parents to retire. "Listen... what if I cover for you to get proper repairs for a few matches?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 20:41:07</strong>
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				Anastasia shrunk back a little as she was lectured, nibbling awkwardly on her kebab. She was a fairly sensitive girl, so when someone came after her like that for a little mistake, it her feelings somewhat. It felt like she was being called an idiot. She especially didn't understand why this minor league pilot would have trouble with fangirl stalkers, but she didn't know why he would make that up. She mostly came back out of her shell once he started talking about the interesting history of his mech. "Wow, I'm surprised you haven't had the government and museums bugging you to get their hands on that thing. Anyway, I don't really agree with you destroying those two people's machines, either, but I guess it's better to be sure your opponent is totally disabled. It's not like they can't rebuild, anyway."<br><br>---<br><br>Moon almost thought Jillian had abandoned him entirely when she went away for a while to tend to the other patrons. He was getting ready to stand up and worm his way back to the door when she suddenly showed up in front of him again. Her next words did a little more to encourage him; he didn't really believe there were that many pilots out there besides him that were fighting for anything more than the fame, the money, or the fun, but at least she sounded like she was in a similar situation. He was about to ask her to elaborate further when her offer made him nearly jump out of his seat.<br><br>"N-no way, I can't let you do that! I just met you, and besides, your own sponsors would get angry with you!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 20:47:35</strong>
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				Jillian crossed her arms and looked away as he reacted so violently to her proposal. She wasn't all that bothered by it, but she wouldn't let him leave until he agreed to let her help him. As another person who had a goal with fighting for, she didn't approve of letting his dream get struck down to the ground. "Forget it. I don't give a damn what they say, I go out there and fight for them, and bring them all kinds of business, if they get mad at me for helping somebody in need, then I'll pack up and take my business elsewhere. And YOU need the help, don't you? So what reason do you have to say no? All I ask for are a few conditions. Condition A: You put the repairs to good use, and you start winning. Condition B: When you show the world that you've got what it takes, you do something to return the favor for me, deal?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 20:55:40</strong>
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				Moon sat there dumbfounded as she verbally forced him into accepting her offer. Normally, he wouldn't have said yes to accepting someone's money like that, even if it was Mr. Alvarez who offered. However, with this woman who he had just met a few minutes ago, he found her too strong to say no to. If he could feel that strong and confident, then he knew he would be able to accomplish his dream just like she had. And at least she would allow him to repay her later on; he simply couldn't stand letting someone do something for him without repayment.<br><br>Finally, though it wasn't really left up to him, he nodded. "Alright, fine, I'll take your offer. But I'll only take so much, and if your sponsor really does have issues, I'm backing out."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 20:56:31</strong>
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				Jareth sipped from coke again before going to the potatoes again, eatting while listening Anastasia. When she made her comment he replied; "Truth said my first match with Mira Malrain was huge misscalculation on my part. I assumed she can easily rebuild her mech or get aid from her famous family....but that was not the case. So felt bad for her, as I intent only use King's Fist only to mechs which got sponsors. My second fight I had no remorse towards my foe, even glad I managed put proud brick on it's place and put him cooldown for this season until he finds replacement stinger. Third match did not even happen as you know.<br><br>What comes to museums, my family owns one in north ward. It's war museum but my mech had never been there. As said the whole mech's existence was secret until three years ago. Someone had got hands on hand written diary documents about construct of said mech pre-peace time, up to point it being fully functional and ready to field but was never used. Instantly world corporations and even government started track down where it is.....and only found the descendants of the man who hid it. My family was pestered from offers from corporations and government itself who wanted to buy it. Considering it was foreign goods which was brought in as private property the government cannot force take it from us without breaking own laws. Of course eternal mystery is how heck mech was transported discreetly in here onto government own military factory without government knowing anything about it. But back then perhaps left side of government did not know what right side did and perhaps someone in US government agreed that mech should be hidden to ensure it does not bring scandal which can break the peace. Anyways, top sum which was offered for mech plus all weapons which were made for it for total 900 million credits. My father however continued say that such mech did not exist and if it did he would not know shit about it. I believed him and I had not know mech existed."<br><br>Anastasia can be quite shocked, antique is a antique true. But a 900 million credits from even government itself would be like three years of worth of tax money straight to single mech! Around two to three years income from all larger corporations. With such cash private person could build even two mechs with all top tech in both of them! Along with critical spare parts.<br><br>(OOC: Sorry if sums sound too small or too big but I intended the sum of money which was offered should be ridiculous in sum)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 21:12:20</strong>
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				Anastasia was indeed very shocked by the amounts of money he was talking about. She actually thought she misheard him for a while. "900 million?! That's insane! I know that thing is strong, but there's no way it can be worth that much!" She supposed it could have been because it was very old and very old things were generally very valuable, but the way he described it made it sound like they wanted it for its combat capabilities.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 21:22:04</strong>
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				Jareth sips from his coke, shrugging he replies; "Not exactly sure myself either. If I had known the mech was real when guy who offered that much came by, I would had smacked my father for good from refusing. But in end I figured mech was real and my father's reason was simple why he lied and refused sell the mech. It was 'if he would sell the mech it would dishonor deed of our ancestor who hid it because it was frightening weapon enough threaten world peace which had been dream up to that point'. Basically reason was that the mech was not a 'mech' as it is known by MBF but highly tuned up war machine meant to kill people, destroy other mechs and for war operation purposes. <br><br>The present day mechs are build for entertainment purpose and also disable or harm other mechs. While mine is plain simply said killer. I guess the corporations and government saw that specific trait in my mech and so that's why they badly wanted it. Also as off to record some tech and weapons my mech has.....is plainly ahead even present time mechs. It's based on war technology which was fresh and researched upon it's peak time. But mech battles were invented around two generation after war ended, when said technology had already been buried and forgotten. So mech battle creators needed reinvent several wheels and invent some new wheels which were not possible during war period. Example my mech runs by batteries while present mechs run by fusion engine. So there are quirks and features in my mech which makes it both weak but also very strong mech. Also value may not be necessary in mech itself.....but a creation of a hybrid mech which combined both best features from old and new. Such hybrid mech would be beast in battle to face. Heck, only reason how I know control it is because I was raised in war museum and so I have idea how things worked back in war period."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 21:26:59</strong>
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				Jillian nodded with a light smile when she was able to get through to him, she stretched her arms over her head and waved him off as she started to attend to the other customers. "Alright then, I've got about an hour left until I'm off shift, meet me outside then, and don't think I won't be able to hunt you down if you decide to back out of my charity." She gave him a playful smile before she walked away and got back to doing her job.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 21:34:27</strong>
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				Anastasia slowly went about eating her two kebabs as Jareth went on talking quite a while, staying silent to absorb all of this strange information. "I'm surprised you were able to get into the Federation at all with something designed to kill," she said, keeping her voice low so they didn't attract attention. "No wonder you're able to wreck MWs in one hit if that thing was designed for taking out mechs. You'd think something like that would be considered too powerful and dangerous to be used in a sport. Did you have to pay some people off or something?" she asked. Oddly, she didn't sound accusing or disdainful when she asked the question, just curious.<br><br>---<br><br>Moon nodded and smiled lightly to himself as she left to do her job. Since he only had an hour to wait, he stayed out the bar and passed the time by watching the various people that showed up to meet (or ogle) their favorite female rising star. It was actually worth a laugh or two to see the guys around his age trying to hit on her or professing their affection, only to get turned down. At the time, he didn't really know why other than that Jill didn't seem the type to fall for such juvenile "charm."<br><br>Once the hour was almost up and Jillian was in back getting ready to leave, Moon worked his way back outside and stood out on the curb in front of the bar to wait.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 21:37:11</strong>
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				When Jillian stepped outside, she stretched her arms over her head again and let out a groan. "Work... Fun as ever..." When she saw that Moon had been good enough to hang around for her, she smiled and walked over to him. "So then, what exactly is it you're hoping to get money for? What brings you to the MBF?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 21:41:25</strong>
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				Moon smiled lightly as she came out and leaned back against a newspaper box near the curb as he answered her inquiry. "I want to go to Stanford and study psychology. I had good enough grades in high school, but I can't afford the tuition on my own and I don't want to put my family through that kind of trouble, even if they could afford it. If I can just make enough in the league to be able to stand on my own and get a good regular career, I'll be happy."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 21:43:45</strong>
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				Jillian nodded and began to walk down the road alongside him, her motives being what they were, she was able to respect that quite a bit more then most people. "That's actually pretty awesome that you'd be willing to go out on your own to save your family that kind of pain. So, you think that you'll be able to put the repairs to good use if I bum you the funds?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 21:49:14</strong>
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				Moon walked with her with his hands in the pockets of his overcoat, staying quiet for a few seconds when she asked if the money would go to good use. "I'll do my best, and I'll certainly be doing a lot better than I am now. My mechanical skills aren't the best by any stretch of the imagination, but I'll be able to get Big Al working and fighting for sure."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 21:51:28</strong>
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				Jillian turned her gaze forward, content to simply idly chat with him for now and make sure that he really was the kind of guy that she'd feel comfortable loaning money to in order to get his mech fixed. "Why not just hire an actual engineer to do it for you? Or find a friend more mechanically inclined to give you a lesson or two? Seems to me like that would be better then just turning a wrench yourself and seeing what happens without any sort of idea what you're doing."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 21:54:47</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=106394.msg4701624#msg4701624">Quote from: Revenent on 27-05-2011, 21:34:27</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Anastasia slowly went about eating her two kebabs as Jareth went on talking quite a while, staying silent to absorb all of this strange information. "I'm surprised you were able to get into the Federation at all with something designed to kill," she said, keeping her voice low so they didn't attract attention. "No wonder you're able to wreck MWs in one hit if that thing was designed for taking out mechs. You'd think something like that would be considered too powerful and dangerous to be used in a sport. Did you have to pay some people off or something?" she asked. Oddly, she didn't sound accusing or disdainful when she asked the question, just curious.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Jareth glanced to Anastasia, thinking up for something and narrowed eyes when she questioned did he bribe people off. But he then chuckles and says; "Do I look like a guy who is rich enough bribe MBF? I am eatting from grill stand my breakfast and lunch combined! But truth said I dulled so called blade of war to same grade as other blades in league, but keep few sharp edges there and there so it has more bite than usual mech. It takes lot of testing, counting and also doing hundredth percent test to see any my adjustments are reliable and so it does not slip up nor down under any circumstance. After all I am not up to kill pilots, just destroy their mechs when I want to do so.<br><br>But some weapons I have been unable to convert nonlethal but based on those I have build new weapons which are nonlethal and can provide a strategic advantage. I could be called a inventor who takes inspiration from war time weapons and tech upgrade my mech. Altough sadly many ideas do not work because my mech follows sin of German engineering; it's stubborn and inflexible regarding many operation systems and using any other source of power than battery and battery energy itself is limiting.<br><br>Anyways I did go through full MBF inspection like any pilot upon entering minor leagues, you need security license before you can join games. At first I got red light, but day later red turned to green. I was given explanation it was typo error. That technicians who inspected my mech forgot mention the weapons which it had has been converted down from lethal to nonlethal to other mech pilots. In original report they only listed weapons and that they were war time tech." Anastasia however can sense Jareth himself doubted whole 'red turned to green' light deal. As security inspector engineers are top paid and trained, they ensure nothing happens in sport and so they do not make mistakes ever. But what Jareth said was true and he himself has no better explanation what was told to him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 22:04:11</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=106394.msg4701397#msg4701397">Quote from: DemonWing01 on 27-05-2011, 20:30:07</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Mira shook her head with a gentle laugh when Beth walked about Jareth becoming a potential stalker. Fortunately, Mira was able to set the record straight with him just the night prior, so she wasn't quite as worried about it as Beth seemed to be, though the weapon still nagged at the back of her mind whenever she thought about her fight against him. Nevertheless, she wasn't in the mood to talk about other people when she was about to go out with Beth, who she was much more interested in. She shifted around in her chair as she tried to think of a proper question to ask, eventually, she just decided to make small talk. "Maybe... Anyway, how have you been doing these last couple of weeks?"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Mira had asked Beth the same question earlier on the holocomm, but the older pilot figured she could just expand on her answers. “Let’s see... well, like I mentioned earlier I went to Boston. One of my brothers and two of my nieces are having birthdays this month, so as usual we combined it into one big family gathering. It was nice because we had some people from dad’s side of the family come, and we don’t see them too often. Overall, it really helped me unwind a bit.<br><br>“Also, my mech practice is going well—I’ve got this obstacle course sort of thing I use as a baseline, basically it involves making a lot of tricky maneuvers and hitting a few difficult shots. I was only half a second off my best time, which is a lot better than the three seconds when I resumed practicing before the prelims.<br><br>“That’s about it. I got calls from my parents and then each of my siblings last night—they were all watching the match live and needless to say I got them all worried. But anyway, how’s things with your family?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 22:10:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mira had actually completely forgotten that she had asked Beth the same question earlier that day until she was already halfway through her elaborations. It was actually rather embarrassing for her, and she looked away once she realized her error. However, it was nice to hear just a little bit more about Beth's family, and her training regiment, and a couple of other things. When the topic went to Mira's family, she shivered a little and turned back towards Beth with a rather uneasy smile.<br>"rocky, as usual. I don't really talk to Alister all that much now that I'm out of the house, but judging from his first preliminary match, he's doing rather well. As for dad, well, he called a few weeks ago when he found out that Einenlancer got smashed, but he didn't really talk much. You know, the last time that the three of us were even in the same room together was about two years ago... I haven't seen a whole lot of either of them since I moved out."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 22:26:20</strong>
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				"Yeah, well, you never said what you did for a living, but hey your now friends with a soon to be legendary mech warrior!" She laughed, taking the micky out of herself. She didn't really plan to succeed but she would otherwise hope to do well enough to pay for her medication for a long time. Even though it was expensive, if she was able to somehow reach the top of the league, she would earn enough to pay for enough medication to last her entire lifetime and then some. "I'm sure a shy quiet guy like yourself has a nice little country job, no way could you be the type to do dangerous stuff like mech politing." She giggled, not knowing the true irony of that statement.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 22:31:12</strong>
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				“I’m sorry to hear that,” Beth replied. “I know from experience that Alister can be a bit of a cold fish. I’m sure he cares about you a lot—he probably just doesn’t know how to show it, or he’s just too private to reveal his emotions. It can be like that sometimes with family, but when push comes to shove they’re usually there for you.<br><br>“So, I was wondering, what do you usually do when you need to unwind? I know you’re really focused on your career right now, and you said you don’t have much in the way of hobbies—but everyone’s got to relieve some stress once in a while.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 22:35:07</strong>
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				Julian shook his head with a light smile when she talked about what he did for a living. "I'm not really all that shy or quiet, I just don't do large crowds all that well, that's all. But you're right, piloting mechs is just a little bit too exciting for a guy like me. Right now I'm just going to school full time, my family's pretty well off, so I'm able to enjoy myself without getting anything more then a part time job if things ever get rough... I suppose I'm pretty lucky in that regard, you know?" He then began to make his way down the trail again, making sure that she'd be able to walk before he got too far ahead of her. "And remind me to get your autograph before you get away, for when you really DO make it to the top."<br><br>....................................<br><br>Mira sighed and looked down, hoping that maybe Beth was right, still, she wasn't holding her breath on the matter. "Maybe you're right... Alister always has been a bit detached from everything around him... you know? Well, as long as he's doing well, I suppose that's all that matters..." Mira lifted her gaze again when Beth talked about hobbies, though again, she was quite sure that she didn't do much outside of the world of mechs, but she supposed that she could try and come up with something. "Well, whenever I get too fed up with trying to take care of a particular issue with Einenlancer, or whenever I get brain blocked when trying to come up with new stuff for it, I tend to just go up to my room and watch movies for a while... Though I haven't seen anywhere near enough to know any of the actors by name."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 22:40:25</strong>
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				"Nah everybody has their own trails and turbulances that they will have to face throughout life. Although I got to admit, there is certainly appeal in the quiet peaceful life." Although she really did blush heavily when he said she was going to do well. Someone even if it was fleeting, had confidence in her. It was a nice feeling. "I really don't think I'll be so great that my autograph will be worth anything" She smiled, walking slowly to keep her footing steady.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 22:45:17</strong>
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				When he realized that she was moving rather slowly, Julian backtracked and stood next to her again, so that it didn't feel like he was simply abandoning her out here. "It's true, though your trials are far more significant then my own. I mean, you're a terminally ill mech fighter who's struggling to keep herself medicated, Me? I'm just a college student, who do you think's got it more rough?" When the topic changed to her growing fame, Julian simply shrugged. "Hey, you don't know that yet. I might have already heard of you if I actually followed the MBF more closely, but because of my classes, I've only been able to catch the highlights from the prelims."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 22:47:29</strong>
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				Moon shook his head, brushing off some water droplets from a street lamp that fell onto the shoulder of his coat. "Even with your help, hiring a mechanic would be too expensive. Fixing a professional mech takes so much time that you have to put someone on a payroll, right? I can barely afford to pay for myself, let alone someone else. Maybe if I found a friend who knew a thing or two, that would help, but I haven't met anyone like that just yet. Even Mr. Alvarez didn't work on his own MW all that much."<br><br>---<br><br>Anastasia finished her food and downed the rest of her water as he continued on for a while longer, believing that he had converted the weapons down to nonlethal standards but finding the whole affair still as suspicious as he did. She knew enough from her years of watching every MBF match there was to know mistakes like that were never made. Still, she wasn't about to accuse them of anything or go digging for a conspiracy. "Well, I'm still surprised the league doesn't have sponsors breathing down its neck constantly saying it's unfair for you to use such old and powerful weaponry. Considering the size of the Eberhart, you could probably just step on some of the smaller mechs and win that way."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 22:54:22</strong>
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				Jillian paused for a few moments as he talked about how expensive it would be to hire a full time mechanic. Since she almost never actually saw Reaver get maintained, she had no idea just how much work really went into it. She knew it couldn't have been easy, but she also failed to appreciate just how challenging of a task it was. "Well, I'm sure you'll be able to have it maintained by a pro or two once you start winning matches and get a sponsor."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 22:57:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Moon looked at the sky for a moment before he answered. "I don't know...I'd prefer to keep maintaining it myself, if I could find someone to teach me how. Big Al was a gift from Mr. Alvarez, so I wouldn't feel comfortable leaving it with just anybody."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 22:59:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well then, you'll have to get yourself some lessons to improve your own handiwork then... Oh! Alvarez, big Al, I get it know." Jillian laughed lightly and looked over at him for a moment. "It's cool that you named your mech after the guy like that."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 23:00:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jareth finishes his potatoes, now eatting remains of his sausage and take sips from the bottle. Hearing Anastasia's words Jareth replies; "More so as I refuse any sponsorship contracts and avoid any advertise stuff. Only what I do is the occasional nonprofit fan gatherings. But I guess the watch rates what I bring outweights the complaints I guess. What yourself do for living?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 23:08:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Moon chuckled a little and looked across the street. "It's because his first name's Alberto, actually, although I guess it works either way. He says they used to call him Double Al because of that, back when he was in the league, but he thought that was a stupid nickname, so he made me use Big Al instead."<br><br>---<br><br>Anastasia stayed silent for a moment before she answered the question, as if there was more to the answer than she was willing to give. "Actually, I work as the combat advisor to Montresor. You know, the guy who wears the golden mask? He pays pretty well."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 23:11:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian laughed at the truth behind the nickname, though it certainly made sense. "Right, well either way, it works itself out to be a pretty decent name for your mech, sentimental too, you don't see a whole lot of that around until pilot and mech have battled together for a while. I mean, I didn't get comfortable with Reaver until around the end of the season, but now, I don't think I'd know it by any other name."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 23:18:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Moon laughed a little again. "I don't think 'Reaver' sounds like the name of something you'd grow sentimental toward, but whatever," he said with another light laugh. "So...are we heading anywhere in particular, or are you just making sure I'm worth giving the money too?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 23:53:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				“That’s good. I like going out to the movies, or just staying in and watching one.” Admittedly, Beth had not had occasion to do the former for quite some time. “I also like to see the occasional old-timey movie from the early days of cinema. Have you ever seen <em>Casablanca?</em> I’m fond of that one. Also <em>Citizen Kane—</em>the cinematography, the story, it’s just so remarkable. Anyway, seen anything good lately?”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 23:57:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian crossed her arms and smirked a little bit. "You'd be surprised, I'm rather attached to Reaver. And yeah, we're just taking a little stroll, character check before I cough up some of my hard earned money to see that you get a chance in life."<br><br>.....................<br><br>Mira shook her head a little when Beth started to talk about the old days of cinema. "No, I've never even heard of any of those movies. But, I did see a couple of decent new releases, though I can't watch anything focused around MWs, as a mechanical geek, I find myself pulling my hair out at some of the stuff they pull in those movies, you know?" She giggles lightly and emulates a frustrated tone. "No! That's not how you wire a drive unit! You can't rig it to work with two straws and a piece of copper!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>28-05-2011, 00:14:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well... I geuss it kind of helps that I've been seeded because I got 5 victories. But I think I'm like 113th in the seed roster. So... Yeah nothing too impressive." She sighed, noticing he is slowing down, but refusing to admit that she was a hinderance to him, she didn't like such defeatist thinking.<br><br>"Well your college studies are a lot more important than watching the MBF at any rate" She smiled, trying to pick up her pace a little. "I just hope I do well enough that my family will be able to live comfortably for the rest of their lives."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>28-05-2011, 00:20:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian nodded, smiling a bit more when she talked about supporting her family. "Hey, there's nothing wrong at all with that. I'm just lucky that I don't have to worry about such things, like I said, my family's pretty well off, so they don't really need me supporting them." Julian just shrugged, making sure to stay by her side if she needed help. He could tell that she was straining herself to move harder, though he really wasn't able to say anything about it to her, lest he damage her pride or something like that. "Anyway, what do you plan on doing now? I mean, what are your plans for the rest of the evening?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>28-05-2011, 00:26:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I can't say I really had anything in mind, would probally just go home, relax then go to sleep, i'm a bit boring like that" She giggled, although there may have ended up being something else she did before going to sleep, but she wasn't about to admit to that.<br><br>"How about you? Got more college work to sort out, I've heard it can get pretty heavy after a while"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>28-05-2011, 00:30:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian nodded and scratched the back of his head when she brought up the hassle of college work. "Yeah, it does get pretty bad from time to time, but none of my classes are insane, so I only walk away with a minor desire to kill myself at the end of the day." He laughed, realizing that he could have used a better term for describing just how insane college could get from time to time. He took a few steps forward so that he could look at her without the two having to turn their heads. "Anyway, if you didn't have anything else planned, how about you tag along with me for a little while? I was supposed to meet a couple of friends here, but it looked like they're no-shows, as usual."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>28-05-2011, 00:36:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ysena paused for a few moments, quite obviously deciding on the option or not. This guy was certainly a nice one, it would be nice to have a actual friend in the area. "Heh sure, I got nothing to lose" She smiled, feeling truely cheerful for the first time in a long while.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>28-05-2011, 00:39:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian smiled in relief when she agreed to hang around with him for a little bit longer, he started to make his way down the path again, though he took it easy so that Ysena could keep up a bit more easily. "Alright then, let's just keep on walking down this path for a little longer, I suppose. I mean, it's what both of us were doing before we met."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>28-05-2011, 00:45:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sure that works for me, although I think were starting to run short on park" She commented and pointed further down the path, they had nearly reached the main road once again, she sighed, geuss their private walk might not be so private for much longer.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>28-05-2011, 00:46:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian looked back towards the main road of the park, laughing a bit from embarrassment as he had failed to notice it there before. "Heh... Right... Well, what else do you want to do? We don't have to go back into the main part of the park if you don't want to."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>28-05-2011, 01:11:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I honestly don't mind, I'm not the one with the agrophobia" She giggled teasingly, but she did weigh up the options, go to town with julian, or go back through the pathway, and probably end up going to town with him anyway. "Still the choice is yours, I'm good either way"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>28-05-2011, 01:13:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian put his heart over his chest and groaned. "Ah, you wound me, Ysena. If you must leave the choice up to me, then I suppose we might as well head back into town, I'm not exactly in the mood for long lines everywhere I look, so a park really isn't the best place for me."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>28-05-2011, 01:18:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Moon nodded, not exactly surprised when she admitted why they were walking together. She had seemed so sudden to offer him the money before that she must have realized only later that she should probably learn a little more about him first. He might have even been a con man. "Makes sense. Is there anything else you want to know about me, any tests of character I have to go through?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>28-05-2011, 01:19:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Alright! Lets get rolling then" She cheered, although her body was trying to catch up with her enthusiasm, she moved forward at a quicker pace, thinking of the area around town, and where they could go exploring, although just because Ysena was new didn't mean that Julian was.. "Still kind of new to the city, so any suggestions where we could go?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>28-05-2011, 01:23:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian shook her her head when he asked if there was anything more that he needed to go through before she was willing to go through with the investment. She pulled a small checkbook out of her pocket and looked over at him. "Now, I'll be watching you, Moon Park. You put this money to good use or I'm gonna come after you, you got that." She winked playfully, indicating that she wasn't really all that serious about her words.<br><br>...........................<br><br>Julian was a bit surprised by her newfound pace, though her words made his eyes flicker a little bit. "Whoa, you're new in town? Well then this just got a whole lot more fun, I've found quite a few places around here that are an absolute blast. What are you interested in?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>28-05-2011, 01:28:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Moon felt his body relax much more when he saw her taking out the checkbook, though part of him wished the test had been a lot more difficult so he could at least feel like he earned the gift she was about to give him. "I really don't know how to thank for this, Jillian. You may have just saved my life."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>28-05-2011, 01:31:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian handed him a check for the amount it would take to do two complete repairs. She smiled as she handed him the piece of paper. "Moon, you're not the only person out here that's fighting for a good cause. You deserve as much of a chance as anybody else, trust me, I think I'd know."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>28-05-2011, 01:39:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Moon silently slid the check into his coat pocket and nodded slightly to her, feeling words wouldn't do justice to the gratitude he felt. "About that... I noticed when I was talking to you before that you really looked like you understood what I was going through. You don't have to tell me if you don't want, but are you fighting for something, too?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>28-05-2011, 13:30:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=106394.msg4701980#msg4701980">Quote from: Revenent on 27-05-2011, 23:08:39</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Anastasia stayed silent for a moment before she answered the question, as if there was more to the answer than she was willing to give. "Actually, I work as the combat advisor to Montresor. You know, the guy who wears the golden mask? He pays pretty well."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Jareth had finished remains of sausage and potatoes, now drinking last remains of his coke when Anastasia replies. Jareth coughs, bit surprised he replies; "Oh, you work for him? Basically be brains behind the golden mask? Where you have studied mech combat tactics if I may ask? Or was it just hobby which became career?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>28-05-2011, 14:49:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Just about anything really, bit of gaming, movies, cloth shopping, mechanics, MBF battles, the works. Although I havent seen much else but the last three since I've been here. Not sure if it exists" She smirks, "Although I haven't spoken to any other pilots yet either, at least, those not interested in just trash talking anyway."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>28-05-2011, 17:18:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian sighed and slipped her hands in her pockets, since he had something worth fighting for as well, she figured that she could open up a little bit, tell him why she was out there fighting as well. "My family... we didn't have a whole lot going for us growing up... Even now, with me as a full grown adult, my parents are working so hard to try and get a better life. I just... I don't want them to have to work anymore, they deserve to take it easy."<br><br>...............................<br><br>Julian nodded and began to walk towards the gates of the park, he figured that he'd be able to find a thing or two that she would find entertaining before the two called it a night. He turned to her after she talked about MBF pilots only being interested in smack talk. "Hey, you don't know that. Not everybody in the MBF is just interested in smack talk, fame, and glory you know. Anyway, how about a movie?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>28-05-2011, 17:36:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh I don't doubt their about, but they tend to just fall off the radar because they don't "entertain" as well, kinda like with wrestling I geuss, still as you say we all have our reasons." She smiled, thinking of any movies she would like to see, there was a couple that interested her so why not. "Sure a movie sounds fun, lets see what's on" She giggled as they walked out of the park.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>28-05-2011, 17:54:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian found himself admiring her energy as the two walked out of the park, for a girl with an illness, she didn't seem to act like it most of the time. He smiled widely and followed alongside her, relieved that she was moving with a swifter pace now, not because he was in a hurry, but because it was a relief to see that she had gotten past her attack before. He lead the way to the nearby theater, which would only be a couple of blocks away. "Alright then, hopefully there's something good."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>28-05-2011, 21:04:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Both, I guess you could say," Anastasia replied, throwing the remains of her lunch in a nearby trash bin. "Growing up and even now, I was into mech combat to an embarrassing degree. I watched just about ever major league match there was, kept up with most of the minor leagues, and either watched recordings of past matches or read about them. And I studied battle strategy on top of all that, so I'm pretty much made for this job. Not to sound conceited or anything..."<br><br>---<br><br>Moon watched her with a soft gaze as she opened up to him. "That's very noble of you. You know, I thought I was the only person struggling in there for a reason. If you've got a reason, too, though, maybe I can make it as big as you in a season or two, right?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>28-05-2011, 21:09:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian laughed lightly and scratched the side of her head. "I've only been around for one season, so I'm not really THAT huge yet, more of a hometown hero I suppose... You know how it is. Anyway, there's absolutely nothing holding you back from the top but yourself, so if you're really willing to fight for it, then you can get as big as you want."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>28-05-2011, 21:14:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Moon chuckled and rubbed his shoulder. "I don't think I have it in me to get THAT big. I'll probably just make what I need to go to school over the next few seasons."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>28-05-2011, 21:16:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian shrugged. "Well, that's your call. Me? I think I'll stick around with the MBF for a good long while to come, I find it to be WAY too fun to throw in the towel even when I put my parents into retirement."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>28-05-2011, 21:24:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Moon laughed again and smiled at her enthusiasm for the Federation. "I'm sure you'll become the most popular lady in the league if you keep that attitude up. Your parents must be really proud of you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>28-05-2011, 21:28:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=106394.msg4705567#msg4705567">Quote from: Revenent on 28-05-2011, 21:04:05</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Both, I guess you could say," Anastasia replied, throwing the remains of her lunch in a nearby trash bin. "Growing up and even now, I was into mech combat to an embarrassing degree. I watched just about ever major league match there was, kept up with most of the minor leagues, and either watched recordings of past matches or read about them. And I studied battle strategy on top of all that, so I'm pretty much made for this job. Not to sound conceited or anything..."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Jareth smiles and replies; "Heh, none at all. Your just passionate about mech stragedy to me at least. I assume you enjoy the mental challenge to develop tactic against mechs, best possible ones and perfect ones which you know which will work. But it also makes me curious, so excuse for asking; what advice you would give on basis what you had seen me fight so far in premis and in minor league for a half-year? I guess it may be question which you may not answer as your employer may someday fight against me. But curious what you have made out so far about me. Get second opinion besides my own that is. As I myself have studied all strategies used during last war and wars before it as part working in war museum so I can answer in detail what stragedy was used based on what. So I use that experience build my own strategies when I analyze past data of my foes."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>28-05-2011, 21:36:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia was surprised as she posited such a question to her, but smiled at the opportunity to discuss strategy for a bit. "I can't really answer that too well, since I must not have followed the minor league you were in. But from what I've seen of your last two matches, I think you already have a pretty decent advantage since your strategy is derived from real war, not just sports maneuvers. You definitely have an advantage over all the people that try to win in flashy ways. You also seem to have some pretty original tactics, too, if that last fight against the Stinger was any indication. I'd just warn you not too much on that superpowerful punching attack of yours. If you keep using it every time, your opponents will learn more quickly how to tell its coming and how to avoid it or even use it against you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>28-05-2011, 21:37:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=106394.msg4702190#msg4702190">Quote from: DemonWing01 on 27-05-2011, 23:57:53</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Mira shook her head a little when Beth started to talk about the old days of cinema. "No, I've never even heard of any of those movies. But, I did see a couple of decent new releases, though I can't watch anything focused around MWs, as a mechanical geek, I find myself pulling my hair out at some of the stuff they pull in those movies, you know?" She giggles lightly and emulates a frustrated tone. "No! That's not how you wire a drive unit! You can't rig it to work with two straws and a piece of copper!"<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Beth laughed. “You’re so right—I don’t know nearly as much as you do about the technical side of things, but even I pick up on enough of that to drive me crazy. They’re just as bad about battle tactics, rankings, and everything else. Did you see <em>Tensile Strength?</em> There was this one scene where this schlub who can’t hit the broadside of a barn throughout the whole movie decides to ‘believe in himself’ and then manages to hit an enemy mech at over a thousand meters with a projectile weapon, without even checking the wind or even taking any time to aiming properly. I don’t generally walk out of movies, but I made an exception.”<br><br>Shortly after this, the hovercar arrived at the beauty salon. After the two women were dropped off in the front of the building, the vehicle departed to find a place to park nearby. Beth and Mira did not have much chance to talk during their appointments, as they were not seated near each other. After they were done with all this, it was a short walk to <em>20th Century.</em> The boutique was decorated in a way reminiscent of a mid-1900’s department store. The staff were all dressed as if they were straight from the 1950’s, right down to the men wearing fedoras. “So, any idea what sort of dress you’d like?” Beth asked Mira. “Price isn’t an object—I generally do stuff like this a few times a year and budget for it.” There was a seemingly endless selection, featuring both modern dresses and timeless styles. All of it was quite expensive—Beth wanted to be sure that none of the wealthy people at the party had any reason to turn down their nose at Mira and ruin the date.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>28-05-2011, 21:49:35</strong>
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				Jillian nodded and proudly thumped her fist against her chest. "You know it! Of course, I'm keeping the whole retirement thing under my hat until I'm ready to strike, they'll just say no to it and refuse to accept my help, they want to see me successful more then anything else in this world."<br><br>..........................<br><br>Mira was way out of her element in the beauty salon, and was made all the more uncomfortable by the fact that Beth had been seated far across the other side of the room. However, it didn't really take all that long before the two were walking across the road to the store that Beth had been telling her about before. When they opened the doors, Mira actually gasped at the selection available, as well as the price tags on some of the dresses, and turned to Beth to ask her if it was really okay to be shopping here. However, before she even had a chance to get a word out, Beth said that money wasn't an object, and put Mira's concerns to rest. She started to look silently around the store, looking for a proper dress. Of course, as inexperienced in this sort of thing as Mira was, she didn't really know what was appropriate and what wasn't. Eventually, she grabbed a somewhat simple looking completely black dress, and turned around towards Beth, pressing the dress up against the front of her body.<br>"Um, what do you think? Would this one work?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>28-05-2011, 21:59:41</strong>
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				“I think you’d look very cute in that—even more so than usual, I mean,” Beth smiled. “If you like, you can grab a few different dresses and try them all on. Although I suppose neither one of us is a fashion expert, so if you don’t feel like shopping around I understand. I’m generally a pretty quick shopper myself.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>28-05-2011, 22:11:29</strong>
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				Mira laughed gently when she had Beth's approval and simply nodded. "I like it. It's simple, and the price tag isn't overly outrageous... by THIS place's standards, anyway." Mira laughed more and took the dress into her hands. "Couple of professionals, we are, huh?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>28-05-2011, 22:14:47</strong>
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				"I hope so, it would be really sucky if there was nothing on and we have to go to plan B, whatever plan B is." She giggled, taking in the sights once again, although now it was getting darker things looked much more intimidating. Unconciously stepping a bit closer to Julian.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>28-05-2011, 22:28:46</strong>
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				Julian couldn't help but notice when Ysena took a small step towards him, he had to fight the urge to hold her shoulder again as the two walked down the road to the theater. "So anyway, what kind of movie would you be interested in watching? We'll be there in a couple of minutes."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>28-05-2011, 22:33:27</strong>
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				“We may not be experts on clothing, but I doubt anyone who works here knows which armor mods to use against an opponent who prefers close range plasma attacks. We’re pilots—best to keep our priorities straight, right?” Beth laughed slightly. “Anyway, there’s a changing room right over there. If it fits alright, we can get someone here to make any adjustments and then you’ll be all set for the ball. Hopefully no one will be too jealous of me for being there with you.” The older woman stood close to her companion and smiled at her, brushing the fingers of one hand affectionately against Mira’s arm. Clearly, she was no longer very nervous.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>28-05-2011, 22:35:59</strong>
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				"Well I'm kinda in the mood for a action or a comedy, but I don't think there is any of those around at the moment. I suppose we won't know until we get there though right?" She smiled, there was once romance film she would like to see, but it would be pretty corny if they went to see that. So better to go with something more fun she decided.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>28-05-2011, 22:51:28</strong>
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				When they arrived at the theater, Julian looked around, but it didn't look they had a very wide selection of movies available. It was a small theater, so they only had about three movies open that Julian figured she'd be interested in. One looked like an extremely lame action movie, one of them looked like a comedy that actually seemed pretty good, and the third was the new release of the theater, a romance movie.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>28-05-2011, 22:53:03</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=106394.msg4705665#msg4705665">Quote from: Revenent on 28-05-2011, 21:36:23</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Anastasia was surprised as she posited such a question to her, but smiled at the opportunity to discuss strategy for a bit. "I can't really answer that too well, since I must not have followed the minor league you were in. But from what I've seen of your last two matches, I think you already have a pretty decent advantage since your strategy is derived from real war, not just sports maneuvers. You definitely have an advantage over all the people that try to win in flashy ways. You also seem to have some pretty original tactics, too, if that last fight against the Stinger was any indication. I'd just warn you not too much on that superpowerful punching attack of yours. If you keep using it every time, your opponents will learn more quickly how to tell its coming and how to avoid it or even use it against you."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Jareth listened Anastasia, smiling he replies; "Against Mitch 'the Scorpion' I knew his cannon was rare few weapons who could penetrate my hull easily. Also knew he was arrogant because his mech is darn fast. Knowing he will play with me first or show off because my mech is slower. Also I knew he had analyzed past matches and found out my battery unit was where most mech units power sources are; around groin section. So I packed up small back up battery one my mech's slots which allowed me perform the fist attack on him once I have caught him off guard after using his cannon. As he uses cannon only if victory is assured. So I knew he will drill onto my battery unit with it.<br><br>So counter psychology I expected him hit my battery unit so I play probably one old tricks from war; play dead. But he decided to taunt with issue, not sure why, but I taunted him use it and he fell for it. So when he crawled on my mech's back with slowed down legs, thinking I was done I grabbed his tail and put him down so he has no chance for escape. True that using fist over and over again will eventually make someone think how counter it so I usually think ways disable my foes so they cannot react to dodge or exploit it. But I have also thinked a variant method to smash up mechs but the weapon in question is still on test phase and had not yet succeed tone it down without killing the pilot. Or have significant risk to do so."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>28-05-2011, 23:04:56</strong>
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				Moon rolled his eyes with a smile. "I don't see that stopping you. I really didn't want to accept your help back there in the bar, but you managed to force me into it without much trouble. Can't you do the same with them?"<br><br>---<br><br>Since this was pretty much the most interesting topic in the world to her, Anastasia listened intently as Jareth discussed his mindset from the Stinger battle and the strategies he came up with as a result. "If you ask me, that was creative, but a bit risky. If he was less proud than you thought he was, might have attack you while you played dead and disabled you for real.&nbsp; Then he would have had a reason to taunt you."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>28-05-2011, 23:29:29</strong>
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				Jareth nods and replies; "But it was gamble which I had to take, as first rule for successful warfare is deception. So I had to trust and create circumstances which supported my theory. If I had played honestly I would had never won against Scorpion as he simply outgeared me all measures. Also one reason why I used that ruse was because most pilots think of showmanship as you said, and so they would not expect foe who is ready to put itself to humiliating situation to able catch them off guard. Only other mech pilot what I think can be hard to fool with things like that is Phantom Warrior who follows to true letter on guerrilla warfare, which many generals had said is coward's way to fight but it's undeserved insult to simple yet effective tactic. As many rebels thorough history, all way to legendary Robin Hood, used guerrilla tactics which helped against superior foe. Or foe which is dangerous. Only what I wonder is Phantom Warrior brilliant stragedian, or simply a pilot who just knows one true tactic which he uses over and over again because he can use it." Jareth then recalled something and asked; "By any chance you mind play sometime a tactical game with me? Are you familiar with chess or shogi? I myself prefer shogi because of slight quirks which it can have, like the handicaps, reduced number of game pieces or slight variant rules based on scenario while chess is played by single set of rules."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>28-05-2011, 23:33:48</strong>
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				Ysena looked at the options available, dang it would be on here wouldnt it, she thought, but at least the comedy looked decent. Still best check with julian first. "So... Any of which that interests you at all? I really don't mind what we go for" She smiled. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>28-05-2011, 23:55:23</strong>
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				Jillian smirked a little bit when he suggested that she impose her will on them the same way she did to him. "Oh, c'mon now Moon, where do you think I got to be so stubborn from?"<br><br>.........................................<br><br>Julian scratched the side of his head. "Oh, c'mon, I thought I could just pawn this choice off onto you and get away safe." He looked at the options again, he didn't really want to suggest the romance movie, because that would be sort of awkward since the two of them barely knew one another...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 02:39:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Moon chuckled and rubbed the back of his neck. "Alright, you've got me there. If they're so stubborn, how can you be sure they're going to accept your money at all, even if you make much more than you'll ever need? People like that can be pretty difficult."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 02:42:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian continued to walk, shrugging. "I think I'll be able to convince them to take the damn money. It won't really be too hard once I've made enough money to make it happen. Besides, I've still got a couple of years to plan out my argument. If I still can't come up with something convincing by the time I've got enough money to strike, then really, I deserve to lose that argument, you know?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 02:46:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Moon slid his hands back into his coat pockets and kept pace with her, nodding at that sentiment. "Yeah, I know. It's just that parents can be very difficult sometimes when it comes to accepting help from their children and things like that. You have no idea what it was like telling my parents that I wanted to leave the country and head to America."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 11:12:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well lets go watch the comedy then, it looks like a lot of fun. But because I had to choose you have to buy the popcorn" she laughed in a tease, the romance was a new release after all, it would be here for a while. Who knows, they may even come back later as something more to see it... No Shut up Ysena now isnt the time of thoughts of repopulating the species! She yelled at herself, not wanting to have to force julian to live with her attacks if she was to not do well in the MBF
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 18:13:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mira found herself wiggling a little bit in place with a soft smile when Beth spoke, not because she was uncomfortable, but because her words had made her feel rather warm and fuzzy inside. Things really were going well for her, she figured, and she wouldn't have it any other way. She couldn't think of anything else to say back to Beth's flirtation, so she simply backed away towards the dressing room and closed the curtain. After about a full five minutes figuring out how to get the dress on properly, the younger woman emerged from the dressing room and put both arms behind her back. She tilted her head a little bit to the side and waited to hear Beth's judgement about her appearance.<br>"So... um... How do I look?"<br><br>........................................................<br><br>Jillian laughed a little bit, nodding in agreement with him. "Yeah, well maybe it won't be so hard for my parents when they're also accepting help from the next big superstar, right? I mean, they should be aware that I'll be set for life either way, and that's all they really want..." She paused for a few moments, giving him a curious look. "So, Moon, you mentioned that you're not actually from America? I mean, I suppose the name should have been enough to tip me off, but I've heard weirder."<br><br>......................................................<br><br>Julian put both his hands in his pockets and laughed as she made her choice and imposed the popcorn on him. He started to make his way to the booth, where he covered the tickets for the both of them, and handed one of them to Ysena. "Alright then, you go find a pair of good seats and I'll be in after I get the snacks, sound like a plan?" Julian found himself really liking Ysena, she was a lot of fun and full of energy when she wasn't on the ground having an attack.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 18:55:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Beth smiled at Mira when she emerged from the changing room. “You look absolutely perfect,” Beth said, content for the moment to look her over. Admittedly, that was less for inspecting the dress than it was for admiring Mira’s sexy curves. And the younger woman was just so adorably shy, which made her all the more appealing.<br><br>As it turned out the dress fit almost perfectly and needed little in the way of adjustment. After Beth had paid for it she summoned the hovercar with her wrist comm. It was waiting for the women once they exited the store, and soon they were own their way to Beth’s apartment so that she could retrieve her own dress for the ball. “Oh, I suppose there’s one thing I should mention—with these sorts of events, we’re probably going to end up talking with some vapid, self-obsessed types. I’ve found its best to just smile and nod politely until they finish talking about themselves. But I’m sure you’ve already met people like that in amateur mech league, so you get the idea.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 19:02:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mira stood in place for as long as Beth needed to make sure that the dress looked okay on her. Of course, after a few seconds, Mira got the idea that she wasn't really looking at how the dress looked on Mira so much as how Mira herself looked. Still, she was perfectly okay with standing there and being the subject of the older woman's admiration for a little while. When the adjustments were made and the two were heading out, Mira just nodded at Beth's advice, she had to deal with those types of people a lot when she was in the amateur league, as Beth assumed, so she wouldn't be completely left clueless at this ball. Though it didn't change the fact that Mira would still be significantly out of her element when they arrived, she knew that for a fact. She slipped in the car and kept quiet as the two went down the road, but she eventually spoke up when she came up with something that she figured that she could bring up. "So... Um... have you heard that my second Prelim match is in a few days?"<br><br>Best to stay on comfortable ground, Mira figured.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 19:04:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Moon shook his head and glanced sideways at her. "No, I was born in West Korea, but I've been here long enough that I can hold back the accent and everything. Plus my mom was white, so I have the mixed features. Most people just think I'm a native American until I tell them my name," he answered with a smile.<br><br>Meanwhile, across the street, a person on a white sport bike coming from the opposite direction came to a slow stop next to the curb, leaning back in their seat and watching the two pilots across the road. Moon didn't seem to notice.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 19:09:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Unlike Moon, since Jillian was looking that direction anyway, she couldn't help but notice the biker that had slowed to a stop to watch the two of them. She put her hands in her pockets and turned her head fully, making it very, very clear that she had seen whoever it was. "Friend of yours?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 19:13:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Moon looked over in the direction she was looking and shook his head. "No, don't know anyone with a motorcycle. He's probably here for you. Ever had a stalker before?" he said with a chuckle.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 19:14:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian rolled her eyes, remembering what type of person the majority of her fanbase consisted of. "Tch, you know what? I really wouldn't be surprised at this point."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 19:17:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Moon looked back at her, growing slightly concerned. "You really think that might be the case? What should we do about it?" Moon wasn't even close to reaching celebrity or even "hometown hero" status like some of the other pilots, so he didn't know just how common this sort of thing could actually be.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 19:21:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian kept on walking, though she kept the side of her vision on the person on the bike. "Just ignore him for now, if he does something stupid, we'll deal with him then." Jillian smiled a little bit. "People have a tendency to forget just how much of a brawler I am when I'm not fighting in a mech."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 19:25:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Moon kept on walking as well and tried to ignore the person, who turned his bike around and slowly followed on the other side of the street. "You know how to fight outside of a mech, huh? Did you get lessons or something?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 19:27:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian almost smirked, hoping that the guy was going to try something, it had been a while since she had the chance to bust somebody's face in. "Lessons? Who needs lessons when you're born and raised in the slums. I've actually been boxing for money since I was a teenager."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 19:30:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Despite Jillian's desires, the person following them did nothing but, as if he or she were deciding not to be the one who made the first move. Moon slowly grew more uncomfortable as time went by. "Oh, I didn't know women could enter the boxing league. Are you good at it?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 19:31:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian nodded. "Am I good? I'm freaking amazing, man. I've been rumbling for seven years, I'd hope I've learned how to throw a punch or two." She glanced back at the biker. "Alright, Moon, you better head on home, if this idiot really is after me, he's making a big mistake."<br><br>Jillian of course assumed that it was a guy.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 19:36:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Moon stopped walking and paused as if ready to object, but then just nodded. "Yeah, I doubt I'll be useful if he tries to do something, anyway. Just be careful. I'll talk to you later," he said quietly. "And thanks again for lending me that money. I owe you a big one," he finished with a smile, then shook her hand before walking off down the road.<br><br>As soon as Moon was out of sight, the stalker-like man revved his bike and did a speedy U-turn on the empty road, placing himself on the curb by Jillian's side of the road. Because of the tint of his visor, she couldn't see his face. "Keeping yourself some strange company now," remarked a familiar masked pilot's voice.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 19:38:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian simply scoffed when she finally realized who she was talking to, and she put herself up against the side of the building. "Well, Monty, excuse me for not wanting to see somebody's career go down in flames. Besides, shouldn't you be happy? Now you've got your little butt monkey back in action."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 19:41:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sure alright, I'll make sure to get the best seats in the house, now don't forget that popcorn" She winked as she walked away, handing her ticket to the staff to let her by, the cinema wasn't really that crowded, so it didn't take long to get some really good seats in the middle centre of the stands. Although there seemed to be some noisy guys near the front who made a few comments as she passed. But she decided to ignore them and sit down saving a place for Julian.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 19:45:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“Oh, no I hadn’t heard,” Beth said, very embarrassed. If the announcement had already been made, she must have been too caught up in her own situation to have noticed. “Who are you up against?” She was bit concerned for Mira—two losses in a row to start with would be devastating to her chances as well as her confidence.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 19:49:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It would be about ten minutes before Julian came with the popcorn and a few drinks for the two of them, it was likely a good thing that he wasn't there to hear the loud guys, as there was no way to know just how protective Julian could get of people that he liked. He sat down next to her and offered her the popcorn with a warm smile on his face. "Here you go." Once she accepted it, he leaned back to enjoy the movie, which was cycling through the previews.<br><br>........................................<br><br>Mira fidgeted in her seat a little bit, sighing gently when she recalled who she was announced to fight. "Takashi Neu Fujin... a man who was a teammate of my dad's back in his prime. Renowned for his honor and sense of fair play. I'm sure you've heard of him, the guy's been in the MBF longer then anybody else on record."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 19:52:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Taking a long draw from her drink, wanting to quench her thirst from the day, removing her lips from the staw which left a little pop before she set it down " Thanks a lot julian, I needed that" She giggled, keeping her voice down so she didn't disturb the others, not that they showed the same curtosey.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 19:54:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Montresor chuckled and leaned back on his bike. "So is that what he did? He begged you for money? You really think a guy who has the backing of a former MBF all-star needs money?" he asked, scoffing himself. "Anyway, not my problem. I was just out to have some fun. Thought I'd stop by your bar first for the fun of sitting right in front of your face and not having you know it was me, but it looks like you're off-shift, right?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 19:56:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian just rolled his eyes as the idiots down in front didn't quiet down. First off, he smiled at Ysena and nodded. "Not a problem, not much of a movie without the drinks, right?" He decided to pick up his voice a little bit to ensure that they would be able to hear him. "Just a shame that there's always some group of jackasses that doesn't know how to shut up."<br><br>......................................<br><br>Jillian glared a little bit, not amused by Montresor's words one bit. She walked past him, speaking in a progressively more hostile voice as she moved. "Okay, first off, he didn't ask me for a damn thing. He came in for a drink to calm his nerves, and I decided help him out, unlike other jackasses I could mention. Secondly, Yes, I am off shift, but I would have been able to tell it was you. I would have smelled your arrogance the second you stepped through the doors."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 20:04:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Montresor picked his legs up and let his bike roll forward to keep pace with her. "Hey, why are you so hostile all of a sudden? I'm just trying to warn you not to get too invested in the guy. Sure, you may like him, but I just don't think he has what it takes to stay in the league. He'd be better off finding something he's better at."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 20:06:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Not everybody can be an overnight success, Montresor, some of us regular mortals actually have stuff that we have to overcome in order to be successful." Jillian related to Moon a great deal, almost like seeing him as a weaker version of herself, if that made any sense, so of course she wasn't taking well to Monty insulting him like that.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 20:11:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Montresor sighed and leaned forward on his bike. He didn't really see in Moon what Jillian saw, but it wouldn't do any good to argue further when she was clearly getting pissed off. He didn't need her having issues with him when she it sounded like she was going to start dating Anastasia soon. "Fine, maybe you're right. Help him out and see where he goes."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 20:13:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=106394.msg4709668#msg4709668">Quote from: DemonWing01 on 29-05-2011, 19:49:27</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Mira fidgeted in her seat a little bit, sighing gently when she recalled who she was announced to fight. "Takashi Neu Fujin... a man who was a teammate of my dad's back in his prime. Renowned for his honor and sense of fair play. I'm sure you've heard of him, the guy's been in the MBF longer then anybody else on record."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>“Ah.” Beth mulled the possibilities, putting aside her emotions for the moment to analyze the situation dispassionately. “That’s going to be tough, but I think you’ve got a decent shot—all the experience in the world can’t completely erase faded reflexes. That guy’s running the risk of becoming a Harrison in a few years, but for now he’s still plenty dangerous.” Mitch Harrison was an infamous case, a once great pilot who had refused to retire long past his usefulness. He had finally left himself bankrupt after two straight years of failing to make it through the prelims. Beth was young enough that she had not seen the man in his prime, save recordings—but as a little girl she had watched his painful deterioration.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 20:16:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian looked back towards him, settling down somewhat when he gave up on proving his point. "I'll do exactly that, thank you. You might be surprised at the things some people are capable of when they've got something worth fighting for, Monty."<br><br>She was using the condensed version of his name again, that was a good sign.<br><br>.............................<br><br>Mira smiled, nodding her head as Beth gave her analysis. "I was thinking the exact same thing, actually. Even if Einenlancer isn't quite in her prime again during the fight, I think I might be able to work something out." She was feeling a little bit better with Beth giving some advice as well. "I think I have a chance, if I play my cards right."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 20:19:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah, but ignore them, if they get too rowdy I'm sure the staff will evict them. Still as long as its only the preveiws they are loud at and not the movie itself I think it'll be fine." She commented then with a thumb flicked a piece of popcorn in the air, but just misses catching it in her mouth. "Darn, I'm out of practice.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 20:22:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				That managed to raise Montresor's eyebrow. "So that's why you wanted to help the guy so badly, huh? Both of you had something you were fighting for? What, is paying Anna and I's bills not worth fighting for?" he joked, now teasing instead of trying to dispute her agreement to help Moon out.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 20:29:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian chuckled a little bit as she failed at tossing a piece of popcorn into her mouth. After he reached over and collected a handful for himself, he took a few into one of his hands and ate the handful. Once that was out of the way, he put a single piece in between his fingers. "Want some help practicing?"<br><br>............................<br><br>Luckily for Monty, it was obvious that he was just joking around. Jillian shook her head and laughed a little bit. "Well, as noble as that is, there are some people who have greater aspirations then just getting big and famous... And paying the bills that any common street job, like bartending, can take care of."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 20:32:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Beth nodded. “Hopefully before your match we can chat about his tactics and typical weapons loadouts in more detail—I’ve fought against and alongside him a few times. Your father probably has a lot more information overall, but I’d bet I know more about how he’s shifted his approach in the last few years.<br><br>“You’ll definitely be back on track if you win—I think I said it before, but no one’s going to hold your first match against you based on how unlucky you were to get such an opponent.”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 20:34:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Though she couldn't see it, Montresor rolled his eyes underneath the helmet. "Don't go and get too full of yourself, now. Having a different goal doesn't automatically make you better than the rest of us. It just means you have different reasons for doing the exact same thing."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 20:38:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mira paused for a moment, grateful for her offer to help, but she simply just started to laugh and decided to find a little bit of humor out of it. "Knowing my luck in the dating world, that would have been your date, the two of us sitting around a table with a pizza talking about tactics for how I don't have my career axed." She laughed for a little bit longer before she returned her gaze towards Beth. "Really though, I appreciate the offer to help me out El- erm... B-beth." This would mark the first time that Mira sued the condensed version of the older woman's name, and she seemed a little uneasy, as she wondered how she would react.<br><br>........................................<br><br>Jillian turned around and hopped around a little, taking a mock boxing stance in front of him for a few seconds before she settled down. "What? You're telling me that this isn't one of those lame movies where the good guy wins because of the power of his heart?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 20:46:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Montresor laughed and shook his head. "No. This is set in the world where you have to actually know what you're doing if you want to get good at something. That's why that guy's going to need more than just your money if he really wants to go anywhere in the Federation."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 20:48:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian sighed, getting his point a little bit better when he put it that way. "Alright, I get it, I really do. But don't tell me to turn my back on somebody who clearly needs help. We'll see how well he performs now that he's actually got a fully functional machine at his command."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 20:51:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Montresor nodded and leaned back again, rubbing the back of his neck. "Fair enough. He's probably got another preliminary match coming up, right? He probably won't have time to fix all his 'repairs' before then, but you could probably go watch the one of this."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 20:56:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sure, we got like half an hour worth of preveiws to sit through yet so it'll help pass the time. I'm usually alright at it, but I havent tried in such a long time, going to the movies was one of those things I did a lot because it "was safe"" She said the last sentence with a ounce of bitterness, hating the idea of not being able to do other things she wanted because of "safety"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 21:01:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian nodded, she started to make her way back down the road towards her house again, one of the reasons she had picked it was because it was with a comfortable walking distance from her workplace. "I think I'll do that, but I've got faith that he'll turn out alright."<br><br>.....................................<br><br>Julian couldn't help but feel a bit sorry for her when she talked about going to the movies because it was safe, he had heard the bitterness in her tone, and realized that she must have had a pretty sheltered life because of her condition. Still she seemed to turn out alright, even with her illness, so Julian was just going to focus on giving her as enjoyable a time as possible. He chuckled softly and tossed the piece of popcorn towards her mouth, though it ended up bouncing off her cheek.<br>"Blast. Looks like I'm not so good at this either." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 21:15:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Montresor didn't say anything for a moment as he continued to roll along, as there wasn't a whole lot he could say on the subject that would matter. "Do you want a ride home? It's not like I'm in any particular hurry to get somewhere. Just hitting some clubs and whatnot."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 21:18:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She nudged his arm playfully with her fist "Cheeky arnt you" She giggled, taking another piece of popcorn and flicking it into the air, this time it bounced off her nose,which caused her to rub it to get rid of the irritation. Instead just putting a couple of pieces in her mouth and pretended as if it never happened.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 21:20:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=106394.msg4709857#msg4709857">Quote from: DemonWing01 on 29-05-2011, 20:38:35</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Mira paused for a moment, grateful for her offer to help, but she simply just started to laugh and decided to find a little bit of humor out of it. "Knowing my luck in the dating world, that would have been your date, the two of us sitting around a table with a pizza talking about tactics for how I don't have my career axed." She laughed for a little bit longer before she returned her gaze towards Beth. "Really though, I appreciate the offer to help me out El- erm... B-beth." This would mark the first time that Mira sued the condensed version of the older woman's name, and she seemed a little uneasy, as she wondered how she would react.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>“I actually prefer ‘Beth,’” she said when she noticed Mira was unsure over the issue. “Basically, since I was eight years old I insisted everyone call me that instead of ‘Liz,’ which is what my parents used. I never liked how that sounded. When Melissa wanted to get under my skin a bit, she’d call me, ‘my little Lizard.’” Beth laughed slightly at the memory, then remembered where she was—it was pretty bad form to talk about that sort of thing on a first date.<br><br>“I have to admit, I actually don’t mind sitting around eating pizza and chatting about mechs—but you’re right, that’s definitely not early date material.”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 21:28:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian shrugged and put her hands behind her head. "Man, we're actually getting pretty close right now, it would take longer to get on and get back off then it would to just walk... Thanks for the offer though."<br><br>.........................................<br><br>Julian didn't say anything as he watched that little display, he just laughed happily and smiled at her, greatly enjoying her company as the two of them waited for the movie to start. He eventually shifted a little closer towards her, realizing just how fond of the girl he was growing. It had been a while since he found somebody that he enjoyed being around so much. "Well, Ysena, looks to me like you could use a little bit of a handicap."<br><br>He decided to hold his remaining piece right in front of her with a bit of a chuckle.<br><br>............................................<br><br>Mira only giggled a little, hiding the fact that Beth talking about her departed wife made her just a little bit uncomfortable. Still, the woman herself didn't seem overly bothered by it, so what reason did she have to be so concerned? Relieved by the change of subject, Mira took light breath and nodded gently. "Yeah, except for the fact that greasy food gives me a stomachache. The last time I made that mistake was at the signups."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 21:40:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The slight move towards her didn't go unoticed, but for now Ysena just decided that she will let it happen then kick up a fuss. Not that she was about to complain about him being closer to her. Yet another preveiw was showing on the screen which caused her to groan a little. "Hmm a handicap eh? What you got in mind?" She giggled and tried to take the peice of popcorn with her hand, to put in her mouth.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 21:44:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				“Fair enough—we can always go to one of those healthy places with fancy pizza, or just get you a salad,” she teased. She was relieved her little <em>faux pas</em> had not noticeably bothered Mira.<br><br>They soon arrived back at Beth’s apartment. “Should just take me a few minutes to change. You can wait here, or you can come up if you’re thirsty or need to use the bathroom?”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 21:49:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian allowed for the hand to collect the popcorn instead, and chuckled lightly as she ate it. He backed away into his own chair, and looked forward as the last preview died down and the actual movie began to get started. "Well, that took long enough."<br><br>.......................................<br><br>"I think I'd like a water, actually." Mira smiled gently and followed Beth out of the car and up to her apartment, though she was surprised that the woman didn't actually have a house of her own, she wouldn't think of saying anything about it. She went inside and rested by the wall, politely waiting for Beth to change before she took anything from the apartment without permission.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 21:53:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah no joke, should be worth the wait hopefully" She agreed before sitting back on her chair too, even the loudmouths at the front were beggining to shut up as well, taking another sip of her drink as the movie was finnaly starting.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 21:56:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian sat back and enjoyed the movie rather silently, except for the occassional part funny enough that it actually invoked him to verbally laugh. For the most part, he was able to contain himself, though he left the theater satisfied about three hours later.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 22:07:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ysena let out a very satisfied stretch as they left the cinema, it was a very good movie, and although Julian kept quiet through most of it, he seemed to enjoy it as well. Looking up she noticed just how late it was "Wow, its really dark, time flies when your having fun" She cheered quietly, looking to julian "Did you like it? I thought it was a pretty cool movie"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 22:09:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				“Welcome to my humble abode,” Beth said as they entered the apartment. “There’s water in the fridge, glasses are in that cabinet up there next to it,” she said, pointing to the kitchenette. The place was fairly nice and well-furnished, but definitely not extravagant.<br><br>Beth went into the bedroom, and emerged a couple minutes later in her new outfit. She wore a long, strapless red dress which showed most of her back, black heels, and a little black purse to hold her comm and other things. She also had an elaborate necklace made of platinum. “How do I look?” she asked, giving a joking little twirl to show off all of the dress. With the dress and her hair and make-up carefully done, it was hard to believe she was the same woman who could so efficiently gun down opponents from inside her MW.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 22:18:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian turned to her with a wide smile, glad that she had enjoyed the movie so much. "I liked it, certainly one of the better movies I've gone out and seen in recent memory, that much is for certain." He was in a pretty good mood, now he just wondered what would be next on the late night... date? That was, if Ysena didn't want to turn in for the night. He paused for a moment, figuring he'd ask her for her input. "There's still quite a bit to do, even when it's dark out. So, you wanna call it a night, or would you rather keep me company for a little longer?"<br><br>.....................................<br><br>Upon the invitation, Mira went and helped herself to a glass of water, waiting silently in the hallway once she had finished, as she waited for Beth to come out. When the older woman finally emerged, Mira could actually feel her throat clamp down a little bit at just how beautiful she was when she was dolled up. Of course, she had always been attractive, but Mira had never imagined that she could look so amazing. Her face went beat red, and she stammered for a little while before she finally managed to force out a few simple words. "You look.... I mean.... erm... you... uh... Amazing."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 22:32:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Beth blushed, then giggled slightly at Mira’s reaction. “You definitely know how to make a girl feel desirable,” she said. She had never had anyone react that way to her appearance, and it was very flattering. “And if I look half as good as you do right now, we’re going to be turning a lot of heads.” She took the younger woman by the hand and lead her back down to the hovercar.<br><br>On the way over, Beth was feeling a lot of anticipation, but nervousness too. The afternoon of preparations had been like a date unto itself, but coming up was the main event—Beth wanted to give Mira a truly memorable evening. “So, have you been ballroom dancing before? It’s actually not too difficult—I can lead, so really all you have to do is follow along.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 22:33:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hmm" Ysena thought, although she was in a bit of a miscevious mood and thinking about teasing him a little. But he hasn't left much of a opening yet. "Well what else could we do this late at night, I gotta admit, I'm not a huge fan of nightclubs and such, I'm sure with your agrophobia you wouldn't be either." She winked cheekily wanting to see how he responded.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 22:36:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mira happily took Beth's hand and allowed the older woman to lead her out of the apartment and back down to the car. She blushed and ran a hand through her hair when Beth asked if she had ever been ballroom dancing before, and she turned back towards Beth with a little bit of an awkward smile. "Of course I haven't ever been ballroom dancing before, to be honest, I'm kinda surprised that you'd even ask. I'd be very grateful if you would take the lead, and I promise that I will most certainly try my best not to look like <em>too</em> much of an idiot out there tonight." She giggled a little, enjoying her night out with Beth already.<br><br>...........................................<br><br>Julian rolled his eyes with a light laugh. "Oh my god, you have no idea. The loud music, the people dancing all over the damn place, no possible way to get any air or room to yourself in the entire damn building. I've ruined countless dates because I can't stand going into clubs for anything more then three seconds. Almost the instant that I hear that outrageously loud music pumping I start to get a headache."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 22:43:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I know right, how can anybody find that kind of envioment enjoyable, don't get me wrong I enjoy dancing when I get the chance, but I think I will get less bruises in a Mosh pit than a night club dance floor" She giggled. Wondering why the pair of them had so much in common, it was almost appearing like a predestined event. As if she was some character in a story meeting the major love interest (smirk couldn't resist)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 22:46:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				(har har)<br><br>Julian shook his head and laughed along with her for a little while before he spoke. "So yeah, sorry if my 'agrophobia' as you call it ruins a lot of stuff that the two of us could do together. Still, there's a lot out there that doesn't involve being stuffed in a room with more people then should legally be allowed by the fire code."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 22:54:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“You’re right, it was silly of me to ask if you’d been ballroom dancing—I can tell by your personality you’re more of the ‘mosh pit’ type,” Beth teased. “Anyway, I’m sure you’ll be fine. And I can promise one thing—you won’t have to worry about greasy pizza being on the menu.” Afternoon was giving way to evening as the fancy hovercar sped smoothly along toward its destination.<br><br>(OOC: just noticed Silk's post also mentioned a mosh pit right as I was previewing this one. lol)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 22:54:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah, I'm sure theres gotta be something, and I'm only teasing you hun, I don't mean you anything bad by it" She giggles, hoping she didn't hit a nerve. "Hmm, Lateish night, something to do, that doesn't involve a lot of people. Theres got to be something" She growled, her mind drawing a blank as to what they can do.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 22:56:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Unfortunately for Julian, his mind pretty much dropped into the gutter at that point. He covered up his thoughts the best he could by shaking his head and looking away from Ysena, speaking in his regular tone. "Let's see, we could go and... um..." Julian's eyes flickered as he suddenly came across an idea, he turned back towards Ysena. "Follow me, I think I've got an idea."<br><br>.............................<br><br>Mira fidgeted around with her hands a little bit when it seemed like they were getting close. She took a deep breath and convinced herself to stay calm, and that everything would be okay once they got there. She was about as new as one could get to this sort of scene, so it was understandable that her nerves would start to build up at this point.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 23:01:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ysena tilted her head questioningly as Julien suddenly went out of character for a moment, but he quickly recovered. "Sure lets go with your idea, I'm sure its going to be a lot of fun, much like that movie, although that "was" my choice" She giggled poking her tounge out at him. As she started to follow him towards their next destination.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>29-05-2011, 23:03:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				After about a ten minute walk, Julian led the two of them to a pier right in front of a large lake, he turned back to Ysena, a light smile on his face when he brought them to their destination. "Now's the perfect time of night to do some fishing. It's almost as quiet as the lake will ever be, perfect temperature... what do you say?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>30-05-2011, 00:50:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ysena wasn't sure if he was kidding or not, sure the temperature and such is nice, and the tide is in... But, there was something rather important missing from the equasion. "Ummm Julian, do you have any fishing rods? Wouldn't it be a little difficult to fish without them? I mean, unless you have a net handy."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>30-05-2011, 00:53:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian laughed lightly when she said that they were missing fishing rods, he pointed towards a shack near the dock. "The place is open 24/7, we can rent both a few rods and a boat from inside. If you think it could be interesting, we could give it a shot. I mean, I love going out and fishing when I need to get away, it's really relaxing once you're out on the lake, honestly, it's one of my favorite hobbies."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>30-05-2011, 00:58:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Montresor shrugged, leaning back quite a bit even though the bike was still moving forward. "Alright, scratch that. How about you come clubbing with me? Anastasia refuses to ever go and I'm tired of going by myself all the time. I bet you could even meet some cute girls there."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>30-05-2011, 01:03:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian laughed and glanced back over at him with a light laugh. "You'd deign to show your face to another person who knows who you are? My, that's certainly a surprise, coming from you."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>30-05-2011, 01:14:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Montresor shook his head and leaned forward again. "With the way Anna wouldn't shut up about you yesterday, I'm sure you'll be seeing my face sooner or later anyway if you get serious. So, what do you say? Wanna go?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>30-05-2011, 01:16:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian smirked again and simply shrugged, not quite processing the first part of that statement yet. "Oh well, if your lordship isn't so worried that it'll hurt your ego I suppose that I- wait... Anna was talking about me yesterday? What was she saying?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>30-05-2011, 01:21:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Montresor groaned inaudibly, realizing her had just delayed his night by putting himself in a position where he'd be forced to relay exactly everything the purple-haired girl said, assuming Jillian was like most women he knew and needed lots of detail. "Just stuff about how you were so awesome and fun to hang out with and that it's cool that you also box and she can't wait to go to one of your matches and now she's gotta make sure she's ready to go running with you and blah blah blah."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>30-05-2011, 01:23:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian crossed her arms and grinned excitedly, glad that she had made such a grand first impression on the violet haired girl. "Awesome, now I gotta live up to the hype." Luckily for Montresor, she didn't seem all that concerned about the deep details. "Tell you what, lemme swing by my house and get out of my work clothes, and I'll meet you outside, we're... well... we're pretty much there." Jillian thumbed back three doors down to the house she was renting.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>30-05-2011, 01:27:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Montresor grinned inside his helmet, relieved that she had said yes and that she had not insisted on more specifics. "Alright, see you outside, Red," he said before revving up his bike and shooting down to the house she rented, getting there in just a couple of seconds.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>30-05-2011, 01:33:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian strolled inside without too much urgency, and changed relatively quickly before she came back outside. She almost laughed when she heard her nickname 'Red' as opposed to most people, who just condensed down her name. She stepped back outside in a much more casual outfit and crossed her arms. "You just HAD to play it cool and ride the bike, huh?"<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>30-05-2011, 01:44:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"What, are you afraid of riding a motorcycle or something, Red?" he teased, then reached up and took off his helmet, revealing his face. Of course, he was handsome enough, but he didn't look any differently than one would expect for a man his age. He tossed her the helmet. "Wear that. Your head's pretty big, but it should fit good enough."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>30-05-2011, 01:48:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian was actually a bit surprised by the normalcy of his face when he took the mask off, she was sure that he had some kind of crazy mutilated scar or something, which was why he wore the mask. She simply shrugged and grabbed the helmet, glaring at him a little when he talked about her head fitting in the helmet. "Well, I'm just worried that the helmet's going to be flying off when you go down the road, considering that it has to be able to fit YOUR heroic sized dome." She put on the helmet regardless and got on the back of the bike. She grabbed the bars at the back of the bike so that she didn't have to wrap his arms around him, forget that.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>30-05-2011, 02:02:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Montresor chuckled at her comeback but didn't actually quip back at her. He knew of better ways to make her pay for that than with words, which was just what he was going to do now. Revving the bike once more, he took off at insane speeds down the open road, swerving back and forth quite a bit before he got closer to the main city area. Once he knew they were in an area where more cops were likely to be, he slowed back down to within the legal limit and grinned over his shoulder as he continued on. <br><br>The first stop was at an underground night club that seemed like the kind of place that would thrive more on regular customers than anything. While it was small, the crowd there seemed to be of a more interesting type of people than the usual big night club that you'd find teenagers trying to sneak into.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>30-05-2011, 02:20:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian did her best to maintain her composure when the bike rocketed away, as she was sure that Monty wouldn't be so stupid as to do anything to cause her to fall off. Even though she got the shakes as a result, and was biting down on her lower lip beneath the shaded helmet, her arms remained locked on the bars the entire time, she wasn't about to give him the satisfaction of knowing that he had rattled her that easily.<br><br>When the two stepped into the small, underground club, Jillian couldn't help but look around, and let out a surprised and impressed whistle. "So this is where you hang out, huh?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>30-05-2011, 02:22:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Montresor shrugged as he led the way to a couple of empty seats at one side of the club, nodding familiarly to a few people as they walked past. "Some of the time. I have a few different places I go to. Like if I'm looking to pick someone up, I'd prefer to go to a bigger place than this. If you just want to hang out and meet some cool people though, this place is the best."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>30-05-2011, 04:10:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian looked around and sat down at a booth, content to just soak in the atmosphere for a little while before she got social with the people of the club. "Huh... I didn't even know that this place existed, you found all the underground stuff, huh?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>30-05-2011, 04:22:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=106394.msg4706083#msg4706083">Quote from: Zaer Darkwail on 28-05-2011, 23:29:29</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Jareth nods and replies; "But it was gamble which I had to take, as first rule for successful warfare is deception. So I had to trust and create circumstances which supported my theory. If I had played honestly I would had never won against Scorpion as he simply outgeared me all measures. Also one reason why I used that ruse was because most pilots think of showmanship as you said, and so they would not expect foe who is ready to put itself to humiliating situation to able catch them off guard. Only other mech pilot what I think can be hard to fool with things like that is Phantom Warrior who follows to true letter on guerrilla warfare, which many generals had said is coward's way to fight but it's undeserved insult to simple yet effective tactic. As many rebels thorough history, all way to legendary Robin Hood, used guerrilla tactics which helped against superior foe. Or foe which is dangerous. Only what I wonder is Phantom Warrior brilliant stragedian, or simply a pilot who just knows one true tactic which he uses over and over again because he can use it." Jareth then recalled something and asked; "By any chance you mind play sometime a tactical game with me? Are you familiar with chess or shogi? I myself prefer shogi because of slight quirks which it can have, like the handicaps, reduced number of game pieces or slight variant rules based on scenario while chess is played by single set of rules."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Anastasia shrugged as Jareth finished speaking. "I've never thought too much of the Phantom Warrior, myself. Sure, he's really good at guerrilla warfare, but if his match with Jillian Ashfeld is any indication, that isn't always going to work, especially once your opponent catches onto you. He should have been more prepared for someone to anticipate that he would send a decoy out first, especially if it was the second time in the same match he used that attack. I don't think he'd be as effective against real soldiers as he is against sports stars."<br><br>The violet-haired girl then smiled at the question. "Sure, that sounds like fun. I've never played shogi, but it sounds like something I could really get into. I already play quite a bit of chess with Mal, er Montresor, but adding new dynamics to the game would be exciting."<br><br>(Sorry for the late reply. I hate that this site takes you to the most recent post instead of the oldest one you haven't read.)<br><br>---<br><br>Montresor nodded lightly, content to do the same as her and just become attuned to the atmosphere of the place before speaking to anyone or introducing his new friend to them. "I've been here for three years, so I've learned quite a few places. I tend to go out a lot."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>30-05-2011, 06:29:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=106394.msg4710509#msg4710509">Quote from: DemonWing01 on 29-05-2011, 22:56:48</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Mira fidgeted around with her hands a little bit when it seemed like they were getting close. She took a deep breath and convinced herself to stay calm, and that everything would be okay once they got there. She was about as new as one could get to this sort of scene, so it was understandable that her nerves would start to build up at this point.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>The hovercar arrived at the gate leading into the estate where the party was taking place. Crowded outside were a number of photographers, who immediately turned their attention to the new arrivals when their vehicle moved toward the opening gate. “Guess there’s a lot of famous people on the guest list, to draw this crowd,” Beth noted. “At least that takes some of the pressure off us.” She smiled and waved slightly as she was recorded—Beth did not appreciate the invasion to her privacy, but it was easier to just put up with it cheerfully than cause a scene.<br><br>After passing through the gate, the hovercar continued up the hill toward the manor. In front of the main entrance Beth and Mira exited the car, with Beth turning control of the vehicle over to the valet. The women were just about to step through the entrance when someone behind them called out. “My goodness, is that Beth Raines?” Beth stopped and turned to see the approach of Sardar Sangma and his girlfriend of the hour, actress Sally Green.<br><br>“How did you know it was me?” Beth had not thought she would be recognizable from behind, especially given how rare it was for her to dress this way.<br><br>“Please, my dear—I’ve studied you too thoroughly to miss you from any angle.” He gave a charming smile, but Beth just rolled her eyes. Sure, he was handsome and had an English accent—having learned the language while living in Great Britain—but he was an arrogant womanizer when one came down to it.<br><br>For her part, Beth had soundly defeated the Indian pilot in her first prelim, and did not mind rubbing it in a bit. “I’m surprised you’ve returned to the States so quickly after I kicked your ass back to New Delhi.”<br><br>Sardar arched an eyebrow at her. “You wound me—but I’ll let the blame lie with your frightful accident yesterday.” He now looked past Beth to Mira. “Aren’t you Mira Malrain? I’ve never seen an image of you that does justice to the exquisite beauty that stands before me.” He grabbed one of her hands and leaned down to kiss it delicately. Beth covered her mouth with one hand giggled slightly—she was well aware that Mira was not the type to appreciate the aggressive and overconfident approach. Meanwhile, Sally Green watched the conversation with growing annoyance.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>30-05-2011, 06:43:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mira thought that her body was going to quite simply melt when she saw just what kind of attention this birthday party was getting. Was this a birthday party, or was this the freaking Oscars? Nevertheless, she just locked her arm around Beth's for comfort and made her way towards the doors, only to be stopped by a person that Mira didn't know as anything more then a face on a few stats sheets, Sardar Sangma. She instantly decided that hiding slightly behind Beth would be the best course of action for her, so she lightly backed away and allowed the older woman to do the talking at first. Of course, Sardar wasted no time at all dragging Mira out front, and putting her WAY on the spot with his overly aggressive approach. However, Mira did start to feel a bit of a sense of normalcy in shutting the door on such people, something that she was very used to from her high school days. Once he finally freed her hand, Mira, in the sweetest and most polite face that she could put on, replied to him. And even better, since it was an approach that she was more familiar with, unlike Jareth's mech jabber from the signups, she was able to keep her composure almost perfectly as she spoke.<br>"Of course. You must be that guy that Elisabeth warned me about on the ride over here."<br><br>She glance back towards Beth with a playful smile.<br>"The overly crude playboy that wouldn't know what a meaningful relationship was if it bit him in the bum, right?" <br><br>............................................................................<br><br>Jillian nodded, relaxing backwards in the booth once Montresor also seated. "I've only been here since a little bit before last season, and I don't really get a chance to get out much between MBF, boxing, and work."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>30-05-2011, 06:53:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Montresor laughed a bit, shaking his head. "What, are two pro sports careers not enough for you that you need to work at the bar, too? You might end up having more free time if you didn't work three different jobs," he joked, then got up and motioned for her to follow as he went over to the bar to get something to drink.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>30-05-2011, 07:32:00</strong>
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				“I can assure you dear lady—I’m many things, but never crude.” At least Sardar had enough self-awareness not to deny the rest of what Mira had said, Beth noted. The man smiled at Mira before Sally grabbed him a little roughly by the arm and escorted him into the building.<br><br>“I can see why he never dates other pilots,” Beth noted dryly to the younger woman. “It would probably end with his girlfriend bringing the foot of her mech straight down on his smug little face.” She then smiled. “By the way, that was nicely done—pretty soon we’ll have the whole MBF afraid of you.” She offered her arm to Mira and then escorted her inside.<br><br>Once they were inside, a servant took Beth’s present for the birthday girl and stored it in a room that appeared to be full of gifts, large and small. The women were then lead into the main ballroom. “Please enjoy yourselves,” the servant said. “Your seats are at table seventeen. Guests are welcome on the second floor balcony, and outside on the patio, the grounds, and the hedge maze. The outdoor areas are temperature controlled for your comfort.”<br><br>The ballroom itself was cavernous, mostly white with a high, vaulted ceiling. There were giant windows, a large dance floor, numerous round tables surrounded by chairs, and a large number of servants wandering around with hors d'œuvres and glasses of champagne. Only about a third of the guests appeared to have arrived so far, but even that was still quite a number of people.<br><br>Also in this room was a wide staircase leading up to a landing, and beyond that the balcony. There were also exits out onto the patio. “Look at this place,” Beth said, amazed but also a bit put off by obscene extravagance. “It’s like, the Oscars ceremony crashed Jesus’s wedding, or something.” She shook her head. “Looks like we’ve still got a while before this thing really starts. Want to see anything? Anyone you want to meet?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>30-05-2011, 07:37:27</strong>
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				Jillian shrugged and followed him over to the bar, speaking while she walked. "I really like the stability of having a real job, the insurance that my entire life doesn't hinge on how successful I am next season is what really allows me to cut back and really enjoy my fighting, both in and out of a mech."<br><br>.........................................<br><br>Mira giggled and took Beth's arm, following her inside, only to be absolutely blown away by the extravagance put on display in such a place. She could do nothing but look around in wonder at just how much was invested into making this place the absolute best that it could be. She honestly had never even fathomed something like this would be arranged for something as simple as a birthday party. How much money went into this? Mira couldn't even imagine what she would do if she was that wealthy, odds were, she would just build an army of Einenlancers, but that was beside the point. When Beth spoke and snapped her back to reality, she was busy soaking in the atmosphere. She looked towards the older woman, the amazement clear in her eyes. "I- I've never seen anything like this before. W-what should we do first? There's so much available that I can't even imagine where we could start."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>30-05-2011, 07:47:29</strong>
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				"You say that as if we don't make a whole lot in the Federation. I bet if you put just a few seasons' money of both mech battling and boxing aside, you could easily retire into a pretty comfortable life right after that. But you said you were in it for something else, didn't you?" the formerly masked pilot asked as he took a seat at the bar.<br><br>A blonde bartender who looked even younger than Jillian then came over to get their orders, smiling hospitably and addressing Montresor first. "Hey, Monty, is that who I think it is?"<br><br>The male pilot smirked and glanced at Jill, finding it amusing how other pilots had to deal with getting recognized all the time. "Sure is, Dana. Get her whatever she wants and get me a merlot."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>30-05-2011, 07:59:32</strong>
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				“Well, you’re no help,” Beth teased, and then whispered to Mira. “But if you want my opinion—somewhere in this building is the most spoiled girl in the universe. Let’s see what’s outside and avoid her for a while.”<br><br>Beth lead the younger woman by the hand and brought her out onto the patio. There were smaller tables and chairs here, as well as numerous stone sculptures. Not too far off was a massive fountain, and beyond that was the hedge maze. There was also an area where a croquet game had been set up. For now, the two women were alone out here. “Bet there’s even more crazy stuff on the other side of the house. I suppose we should steer clear of the maze—we could get lost and miss dinner in that thing.” Beth shook her head. “I didn’t realize this place was going to be quite this over-the-top—I’m ready for peasants to climb the walls and set up some guillotines.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>30-05-2011, 08:04:07</strong>
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				Jillian placed her order and flipped around in her chair so that her back was up against the bar. She groaned gently and glanced towards Monty casually while she waited for the girl to get her drink. "Wow, you're a real local eh? They're even calling you by your condensed name and everything."<br><br>....................................<br><br>Mira giggled and followed Beth outside to the patio, still recovering from the sheer amazement that she had felt when she first walked through those doors. When the two of them were alone, Mira took a chair and looked out into the dark and starry sky of the night. She looked back over at Beth, curious about a good couple of things since she first walked through the doors of the building. "So how old is the guest turning anyway?" It was Mira's way of asking if this party was for some special birthday number, or if this was the sort of thing that her parents set up every single year. Judging from Beth's whispered statement indoors, it sounded like the girl wasn't told no very often, so Mira wouldn't really be surprised if each and every year had such an insane blowout attached.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>30-05-2011, 08:08:58</strong>
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				Montresor shrugged and pushing himself around to face the same way as her, Jill's drink conveniently coming first along with a sweet smile from the bartender. He only spoke when she walked away to get his drink, his voice low. "Well, they think my real name is Monty, so why not? Figured it'd be easier to get used to than if I used two completely different fake names."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>30-05-2011, 08:18:21</strong>
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				Beth also looked briefly at the night sky before sitting down on a chair across the small table from Mira. “Apparently she’s the eldest daughter of the household, and it’s her ‘sweet sixteen.’ Though the big deal is she’s a ‘débutante’—I guess that means she’s going to start dating other spoiled brats, or modeling, or who knows what.” She shook her head. “I suppose I might be putting a bit of a dent in the romantic atmosphere, but this place just doesn’t seem defensible from an ethical standpoint—all the resources and labor that go into this lifestyle could probably be used a lot more productively, to help people.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>30-05-2011, 08:26:19</strong>
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				Jillian just shrugged and sipped from her glass, rolling her eyes lightly at the attention she was getting from across the club. "Well, that's one way to go about it... Hell, I wouldn't be surprised to find out that Phantom Warrior's only reason for going mute is because he want's to be left the hell alone."<br><br>....................................<br><br>Mira nodded in agreement as she listened to Beth speak. "No, I totally agree with you. I mean, being my father's daughter, I had a lot growing up too, but my parents made absolutely sure that me and my brother were raised right. In a way, it kinda sickens me to see other parents just throw their children everything they could ever ask for. I mean, me and Alister were raised right, how come these kids don't have the same opportunity?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>30-05-2011, 08:51:54</strong>
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				“Yeah, this place feels like the perfect breeding ground for narcissistic personality disorder. I imagine the parents were raised just as poorly. I don’t even know these people, and I sort of pity them already.” Beth gave a sad laugh. “Do you think it’s terribly hypocritical of us to put this place down and then have a romantic evening here? I’d normally never admit it, but I can’t deny that there’s something appealing here—fairy-tale like, I guess. But I suppose there’d be no temptation to live like this if it didn’t resonate in some way.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>30-05-2011, 12:10:08</strong>
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				"I honestly can't say I've tried it, I don't mind fishing but..." She blushed, she felt really embarrased to say this, after all he enjoyed fishing and she was about to ruin the thought, even if they was on the pier she would feel uncomfortable. But how can you tell a fisherman that your afraid of water?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>30-05-2011, 16:34:43</strong>
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				Montresor rolled his eyes and sipped slowly from his own glass. "That or he's just a pussy who can't handle interviews or fan mail. That's my guess, anyway. But I've got my reasons for not wanting people to know who I am. I'd be in a lot of trouble if they did."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>30-05-2011, 16:58:48</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=106394.msg4711837#msg4711837">Quote from: Revenent on 30-05-2011, 04:22:59</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Anastasia shrugged as Jareth finished speaking. "I've never thought too much of the Phantom Warrior, myself. Sure, he's really good at guerrilla warfare, but if his match with Jillian Ashfeld is any indication, that isn't always going to work, especially once your opponent catches onto you. He should have been more prepared for someone to anticipate that he would send a decoy out first, especially if it was the second time in the same match he used that attack. I don't think he'd be as effective against real soldiers as he is against sports stars."<br><br>The violet-haired girl then smiled at the question. "Sure, that sounds like fun. I've never played shogi, but it sounds like something I could really get into. I already play quite a bit of chess with Mal, er Montresor, but adding new dynamics to the game would be exciting."<br><br>(Sorry for the late reply. I hate that this site takes you to the most recent post instead of the oldest one you haven't read.)<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>(No problems, thought today quote my old post in case you missed my reply)<br><br>Jareth listened and noticed little slip of her tongue. Smiling he listened her.<br><br><em>So, mysterious Montresor name starts as Mal, so it is not his real name after all.</em><br><br>Jareth knew he could make quite lots with just three letters in media but he is not that kind of guy to sell trust for money. He listens her and he nods and replies; "True, also he repeated trick too many times and I may have idea how to negate his holograms with a device what I have worked on but needs bit further testing to make sure it works. Anyways I am up any time for teaching match for shogi so feel free give call when your up to it." Jareth empties his coke bottle and places it storage in his car for later recycle return and says; "Anycase good luck in your jogging and with Jillian." Jareth walks around his car and is about prepare to leave the scene.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>30-05-2011, 18:53:02</strong>
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				Mira lowered her gaze and laughed gently, nodding in agreement with Beth again. "Yeah, I suppose it is horribly hypocritical of us to be having an evening out if we're so opposed to it, you're right about that." She relaxed backwards in the chair, trying to cover up her embarrassment for going on her little rant just a few moments ago. "So, do you come to these sorts of events often? It certainly seems like this is about as grand as it can get."<br><br>.................................................<br><br>Julian tilted his head to the side, not fully aware of her fear of water. As far as he knew, being out on the lake was one of the most calming and reinvigorating things in the world, so he didn't fully understand her potential fear. "Ysena?"<br><br>................................................<br><br>Jillian chuckled and wiggled her fingers in front of him as she spoke in a slightly mocking voice. "Wooh, are you some kind of criminal or something? Sounds real dangerous."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>30-05-2011, 19:16:00</strong>
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				Anastasia stepped away from Jareth's car and tossed out the inedible remainders of her meal, smiling at the offer. "Sure, I'll give you a call sometime. Thanks for the advice and everything." With that, unaware that he had noticed her slip-up, she waved goodbye and started walking down the street again. No point in running on a full stomach.<br><br>---<br><br>Montresor rolled his eyes and sipped from his glass again, pushing her hands away. "You're not too far off, actually, but don't go looking into it too much. I'm not exactly a danger to anyone but myself. Besides, Anna's in pretty much the same situation, so you'd be ruining a good thing."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>31-05-2011, 03:33:51</strong>
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				“I’ve never been to a place quite like this,” Beth admitted. “I do get involved with this sort of privileged crowd from time to time, but usually its a charity function or awards show.<br><br>“You know, you may want to ask yourself just what happens next if your dreams for your career in the MBF come true? There are a lot of negative consequences to fame and fortune—loss of privacy, distant relatives and new ‘friends’ appearing with dubious motives, the dangers of becoming addicted to an excessive lifestyle. I’ve always felt there’s a big difference between happiness and mere ego gratification—in and of itself, being a famous pilot can only give you the latter.<br><br>“The truth is, I’ve only stuck with my career for two reasons. I love fighting in MW battles, and the money and recognition are something I can put to use for causes I care about. I don’t want to sound overly judgmental about pilots who view the situation differently—and I don’t want to imply this is aimed at you personally—but I’ve seen too many pilots make themselves miserable pursuing goals they haven’t really thought through.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>31-05-2011, 14:24:06</strong>
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				Jillian was actually rather surprised to hear him say that, Montresor's words had succeeded in making her both a bit uneasy, and a bit more curious as well. She put her hands down by her side and simply decided to change the subject for the time being, since she wasn't sure about the whole story. Still, if there was going to be something serious between her and Anna someday, Jillian hoped that the violet haired girl would eventually come clean and give her the full story. "Right... Take it easy, I know not to stick my nose where it doesn't belong."<br><br>..........................................<br><br>Mira's eyes grew a bit more serious as she silently listened to Beth speak, and as the older woman finished up her speech, Mira lowered her head down, dwelling on her words for several seconds before she finally spoke. "You know what? I've never even really stopped to think about it like that. All my life, I've been running, trying desperately to keep up with my brother, and I never once stopped to ask myself what I would do once I got there. And you know what? I have no idea, no idea at all what I'm going to do with my life once I accomplish that goal. Perhaps that's something worth thinking about, I don't know."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>31-05-2011, 14:53:44</strong>
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				"Right. Well, thanks for that, Red." Montresor smiled and finished off his merlot just as a different, slightly older blonde woman walked into the bar and sat down at the far end of the counter, not giving attention to either of them. Anyone with a decent knowledge of the MBF may have recognized the woman as Amanda Pelletier, the champion pilot that unnecessarily wrecked the Terror Grand the morning before. Montry glanced sideways at her, then made eye contact with Dana the bartender and nodded, slipped her a small bundle of twenty dollar bills and watching as she went to serve the other pilot.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>31-05-2011, 17:43:57</strong>
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				“I’d say its definitely something worth putting thought into,” Beth told Mira. “But you shouldn’t feel bad over it if you have trouble—I think most twenty-somethings aren’t really sure what they want out of life. I suppose it actually makes me a bit of an unusual case, that I can’t say I regret any of the major decisions I’ve made in my life.<br><br>“If you ever need someone to talk to about that sort of thing... Well, I suppose you’re the only one who can really answer those questions, but I’d be glad to be a sounding board for you if it helps.” Beth smiled at Mira, then held one of the other girl’s hands to give it a reassuring squeeze. “You’re a very sweet woman, and I’d really like for you to be happy.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>31-05-2011, 18:02:20</strong>
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				Jillian simply turned her head the other way when she saw this. Sure, there was something extremely shady going on, and she would likely ask Montresor about it later, but she really didn't was to be associated with any of his shenanigans right then, so she simply decided to pretend that she didn't see anything until something more serious developed from it.<br><br>..........................<br><br>Mira smiled warmly at Beth while the older woman gave her advice. She didn't know how to proprely explain it, bit being with Beth always seemed to make Mira feel a lot better about herself, about where she was in life. After taking a second to collect her wits, Mira looked up into Beth's eyes, her own filled with a warm kindness.<br>"Thank you... really..."<br><br>Her gaze grew a little bit more serious, though not by much, as she continued. "So, is there anything that <em>I</em> can help <em>you</em> with? I mean, you've already done so much for me..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>31-05-2011, 20:53:39</strong>
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				“Honestly, you’re helping me a lot just by being here,” Beth said. “I’ve been feeling a lot better in the month since I came back, but still a little troubled. Spending time with you has made me optimistic about the future, and that’s not something I’ve felt in a long time.”<br><br>Inside, the ballroom was looking a lot more crowded. “I suppose things are probably going to get started soon in there. This whole event may be ridiculous, but there’s nothing to stop us from enjoying it ironically,” Beth joked.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>31-05-2011, 23:11:47</strong>
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				Montresor noticed how hard Jillian was pretending not to notice anything that had just happened (he wouldn't have called her the subtlest woman) and gave a jab at her shoulder. "What, thinking I'm paying to have a hit on her or something? Relax, it's nothing that serious. Just a little bit of payback for trashing the Terror yesterday. She should going running into the bathroom in about twelve minutes."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>01-06-2011, 00:29:49</strong>
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				Mira giggled and nodded to Beth when she talked about just being here was helping her out. "Forgive me, Beth, but I don't feel particularly helpful right now." She was getting more comfortable with using the shorter version of Beth's name, certainly a good sign. Upon Beth's statement that things were going to get started, Mira lifted her head and looked back inside. "Well would you look at that? I'd have missed it and stayed out here all night. Do you think that we should go in now?"<br><br>................................................<br><br>Jillian chuckled a little bit when Montresor came clean about what he was requesting of the bartender. She stuck out her tongue playfully and replied in a light voice. "Well, you DO have your reputation, how funny would it be if she was suddenly too sick to compete for the rest of the season, huh?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>01-06-2011, 00:46:13</strong>
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				Montresor's mood darkened quite a bit at the attempt at humor. He still held up a smile as he looked at the counter, but anyone with eyes could see he felt as foul about the constant accusations of cheating as ever. "Judgmental bitch deserves that and more, anyway. Thinking she's queen of the league just 'cause she's won a few years, thinks she can decide who belongs and who doesn't..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>01-06-2011, 03:00:33</strong>
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				<em><strong>Month 2 Day 1:</strong></em><br><br><strong>Hachi the easy going mechanic:</strong><br><br>Hachi found himself walking around town once more enjoying the stars. “Hey Hachi how’s it going lad?” an elderly gentlemen asked the mechanic who could only smile. “I’m doing great Mr. Enson just walkin round takin a break from work an all ya know?” the old man just laughed “I hear ya boy I hear ya” The&nbsp; older man was one of Hachi’s customers. “I’m scheduled for my second MBF match on the 4th“Hachi grinned.&nbsp; The old mr. Enson laughed “Well I’ll catch you around Hachi” and with that he left laughing.<br><br>Hachi chuckled as the elder left him to his own pace. He knew of a few good places to go. Soon he had entered a local pool hall. He came here often to play pool with the locals. He wasn’t too great at it but he still loved it. He loved the locals they were always such fun to hang out with or at least he thought so. <br>He was soon locked in heated competition with the local “Boss” a Chinese guy who led a gang around here. They weren’t a particularly bad lot but they weren’t exactly favored by the cops either. Chun hei sun was currently in the lead by 3 balls and Hachi was unsure if he could pull a victory on this one.<br><br><strong>Illyria the reclusive baroness:</strong><br><br>Illyria sat thinking about what the fallowing days would hold. She was going to meet with Montressor again. However she was reading over the tabloids that had come out not long after that interview and sighed heavily. She didn’t quite understand this strange and new development but she also found it interesting that they would put the two strange pilots together in such a way.&nbsp; “I bet monty would find this rubbish to be amusing” she mumbled softly to herself. She smiled thinking of the masked man. She wasn’t sure why she smiled like that but she didn’t care either. <br><br>She considered montressor to be her first real friend. He had been the first to actually listen to her and try to understand her and it made her happy to know that society had not yet abandoned her. She still felt the need to be reclusive but with now that she actually had a reason to leave the manor she believed she should.<br><br><strong>Marcus First prelim match:</strong><br><br>Marcus had been called in for his first match. He was bored and it had been ages since his last match in fact his last match had been in the quarter finals of the previous season. Still he was ready to go. The Quadrillias hovered a few inches above the ground. The surrounding landscape was that of a city in ruins an exceedingly fun playground in the opinion of many pilots. Marcus however could care less. He didn’t like his opponent much. The man was a short and squat man who went by the name of Jerome Ise and he was one of the few pilots who Marcus had qualms with. The opposing machine was a rather thickly armored machine and carried a massive flail. The two had met in the previous season and Jerome had been a royal jack ass thus causing the problem between the two.<br><br>The machine Jerome piloted was known commonly as the Manticore. “C’mon you bastard say summit when I’m talkin to ya” griped Jerome since he didn’t like for his opponents not to respond to his trash talk. The two had been in this match for more than 15 minutes already and neither had landed a solid hit. Jerome wasn’t dumb enough to get hit by the plasma cannons and Marcus was too swift for the flail to cause any damage. “So you’re calling me a coward because I’m not getting in the range of that flail? Well then that makes you four times the coward for avoiding the plasma cannons.” Marcus laughed in response. Of course he didn’t care either way but none the less he wasn’t going to count anything particular. <br><br>The battle continued to be a speed through the city and dodge fest however Marcus ducked behind a building and timed an attack just right so that all four plasma shots knocked the limbs right off the manticore. This gave Marcus the win. Marcus was an uncaring fellow who was quick to leave after the match. He was still bored since the opponent offered him little actual challenge.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>01-06-2011, 11:45:24</strong>
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				"Yeah... I gotta admit there Julian, I'm not exactly too keen on water, Having a safe respect, and you could say... Fear can do that, especially if your not entirely sure when your attacks will happen. I'm really sorry, I thought it would just be on the Pier not... Out at sea" She whimpered, trying to lose thoughts of something happening out at sea.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>01-06-2011, 14:27:02</strong>
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				Jillian noticed him get dramatically more dark, in both words and tone of voice. Of course, she was just a little bit too void of tact to think that she had offended him with her words, she was just messing around, after all. She sat back and took another sip of her drink, content to just listen to him ramble for a little while.<br><br>.......................................................<br><br>Julian watched her, a bit surprised by what he was hearing. When he realized what it was that made her so afraid of being out at the sea, he reached out and gently put his hand on her shoulder to comfort her. "Don't worry about it, we don't have to do anything that you're not comfortable with, okay?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>01-06-2011, 16:02:45</strong>
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				Montresor rested his elbows on the counter and continued on, looking as if he wanted another drink but not ordering one. "If you ask me, the league is <em>trying</em> to knock me out in the prelims. First I get put up against a pilot from three years ago that wants to kick my ass, then I get put up against one of the heavyweights who's still out of my league. I think they're worried that people will think they're too stupid to stop cheating within the competition."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>01-06-2011, 22:09:58</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=106394.msg4720962#msg4720962">Quote from: DemonWing01 on 01-06-2011, 00:29:49</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Mira giggled and nodded to Beth when she talked about just being here was helping her out. "Forgive me, Beth, but I don't feel particularly helpful right now." She was getting more comfortable with using the shorter version of Beth's name, certainly a good sign. Upon Beth's statement that things were going to get started, Mira lifted her head and looked back inside. "Well would you look at that? I'd have missed it and stayed out here all night. Do you think that we should go in now?"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Beth nodded, and with Mira she returned to the ballroom. Both women were accosted by annoying strangers almost immediately—Beth found herself faced with a network executive who wanted to make a made-for-hv movie about her life story, while Mira was suddenly interrupted by the twelve year old brother of the birthday girl. He was apparently obsessed with the <em>Einenlancer,</em> wanting to know all sorts of things about it and express how upset he was over it getting trashed by the <em>Eberhart.</em><br><br>After both women finally managed to excuse themselves, they made their way to their table. Mira found herself seated between Beth and Sardar Sangma, but thankfully the latter did not flirt with her any further due to how upset his girlfriend was with him.<br><br>The party finally began with the parents giving cloying speeches about how proud they were of their little Tiffany. This was followed with the young woman having a dance alone with her boyfriend as everyone watched—clearly Tiffany wanted her party to have all the pomp and circumstance of a wedding.<br><br>Once the dance was over with, the servants went around began bringing out the first course of the meals, with quite a number of options available. All of it was very expensive and impressive—Beth started with a tomato and gorgonzola soup that she had to admit was absolutely delicious.<br><br>“So, Mira, how are you enjoying your evening thus far?” Sardar suddenly asked her. His girlfriend starred at Mira suspiciously.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>02-06-2011, 00:05:36</strong>
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				Jillian sighed and leaned over to put her hand on Montresor's shoulder, she spoke in a genuine voice, hoping to settle the usually masked man down a little bit. "Listen, I'm sure that you play fair, a lot of people are. You just need to do whatever it takes to prove your honesty this season, okay?"<br><br>..........................................<br><br>Mira laughed softly and decided to humor the little brother about his questions concerning Einenlancer, she was happy to answer all of his questions about it, though she was a bit surprised that the little guy was so interested in it, it wasn't like it had all that much of a showing in the MBF yet, still, it was sorta nice to have her moment before she and Beth took their seats.<br><br>When Sardar asked her how the evening was going, Mira saw two routes that she could take. She could either be herself and slam the door in his face, or she could start taking steps towards totally ruining his relationship. Luckily for Sardar, Mira was far too kindhearted to do the latter, after all, she hardly knew the guy. She smiled gently and tilted her head to the side, speaking in just as light a tone as he had, and keeping the conversation casual.<br>"It's been a great night, Beth's really been showing me a good time, thanks for asking."<br><br>Mira returned her attention to her meal, which was some kind of foreign <em>something</em> that Mira didn't recognize. It was like grilled chicken, but covered in some kind of crazy sauce and drowning in spices. And then on the side of the plate there was also some kind of sliced up potato things. Still, it would be rude not to eat it, so Mira filled her mouth with the chicken, and was blown away by how delicious it actually turned out to be.<br>"What's this stuff called?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>02-06-2011, 00:33:19</strong>
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				Montresor had half a mind to push Jillian's hand off of his shoulder, but he didn't have the heart to do so when she was just trying to make him feel better. He'd probably ending up hurting her feelings and getting her mad again, which he didn't want to do even at the cost of feeling uncomfortable. "It's not like I can do any more than I already have. I've already been playing fair for three years. Oh well, at the least the journalists will have something else now to bullshit about for a while," the blonde man said dryly, referencing his "relationship" with Illyria. He could feel eyes on him ever since that article that popped up in the tabloids a couple weeks ago, and he just knew there would be candid photos of him visiting the white-haired girl's home in a couple days when they met.<br><br>Monty began to take one elbow off of the counter and rest his chin in his other hand when an electronica beat rang from his pocket and he slipped his phone out. It was a text-only message that he had received, so the redhead wouldn't be able to see what it said as he read it, though the expression he took was like that of someone who was just called in by their boss or told their in-laws were coming to visit. Sighing, he slid the phone back into his jeans and looked over at Jill. "Listen, I have to go somewhere, so I guess I've got to drop you back off now. Sorry for wasting your time..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>02-06-2011, 01:05:04</strong>
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				Mira’s answer apparently discouraged Sardar from any further inappropriate remarks he might have been planning, and he turned his attention back to the exasperated actress.<br><br>A servant nearby happened to overhear Mira’s query about her food. He supplied the name of the dish, as well as explaining how it was a modern fusion of cooking styles from several different regions overseas.<br><br>“Credit where credit is due—they take their hospitality very seriously around here,” Beth observed. “Also, I’m really glad you’re having a good time.” She smiled at Mira and touched her arm affectionately. “So, do you want to try dancing once they open the floor to everyone?”<br><br>Meanwhile, the birthday girl and her boyfriend were making their rounds from table to table, chatting everyone up and receiving congratulations for the success of the party.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>02-06-2011, 01:12:21</strong>
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				Jillian simply shrugged, pretending not to be overly bothered by being dragged out here so that she could hang around for ten minutes before going back to her house. She actually did end up putting on a pretty good face as she laughed lightly and stepped off the table.<br>"It's all good, I was actually still a bit tired from work."<br><br>.....................................<br><br>Mira rolled her eyes lightly when she watched the girl make her rounds, talking about the success of the party, some people in this world just served to make her lose a little bit of her faith in human common sense. She had to actively fight not to press her palm against her face in a desperate attempt to mask just how silly this party was getting. Seriously, this couldn't have been a birthday party, not even a 'sweet sixteen' birthday party was cause for THIS kind of ceremony. Still, she said her two words to the passing couples and returned her attention towards Beth, smiling gently at the offer to go dancing. "As long as you don't mind me making you look like TOO much of an idiot out there."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>02-06-2011, 03:21:02</strong>
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				The birthday girl did stop by the table briefly, asking Beth and Sardar a few questions about what it was like to be a mech pilot. Both of them answered politely, and just as quickly Tiffany was gone to bask in further adulation elsewhere.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"As long as you don't mind me making you look like TOO much of an idiot out there."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>“I don’t think you’ll do badly,” Beth replied to Mira, giving a reassuring look.<br><br>As the meal continued there was various small talk around the table, current events including what was happening in the MBF. “It’s certainly shaping up to be a peculiar season,” Sardar observed at one point.<br><br>“For once we’re in complete agreement,” Beth noted. Of course, her longtime rival did not know the half of it.<br><br>Finally, the dance floor was opened to the party goers and music appropriate for slow dancing began playing. Beth led Mira out onto the floor and stood close to her. She put one arm around Mira and placed her hand on the younger woman’s back. With her other hand, she took one of Mira’s hands. Beth figured it best to keep things simple, and settled for swaying gently to the music Mira and moving slowly.<br><br>“This feels so nice, being close to you like this,” Beth said contentedly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>02-06-2011, 03:45:18</strong>
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				Mira felt her heart flutter a little bit as some anticipation built up in her chest when Beth pulled her out onto the dance floor. Mira decided to simply emulate Beth's actions, putting a hand on her back and swaying back and forth. She slowly started to get a little bit more comfortable, and she found herself smiling happily when Beth talked about how nice it felt. "That doesn't even begin to describe it for me... I mean..." Mira tilted her head a little bit to the side, smiling wider before she continued. "It's better then staying in the hangar all day, thank you for taking me out here tonight."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>02-06-2011, 04:28:41</strong>
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				"Then why'd you agree to go out in the first place? Silly little Red," the normal masked pilot teased and smirked, leaving a nickel as a tip to the bartender friend of his before leading the way back outside. Monty didn't say much after that; even when he drove, he only went fast because it seemed like he was in a hurry to dump Jillian off at home and get to his other business, which was apparently quite important. He kept his eyes forward so the woman couldn't see the growing concern in his eyes. It turned out his worries of the previous day were right; his sponsor had just arrived in town, and he wanted to see Montresor about the previous day's match.<br><br>He rolled to a stop in front of Jill's house and took his helmet back as she got off, sliding it on his own head before he spoke again. "Listen, you may want to call off any plans you have with Anna until next week. She's going to be pretty busy until then," he said without humor, withholding any hint of what was going on.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>02-06-2011, 04:35:11</strong>
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				Jillian tilted her head a little to the side, concerned about what was going on with Anna, Monty, and whatever that call was about. She handed him back his helmet when he dumped her off at her house, though it was obvious that she knew something was up. "Here you go..." She really wasn't too sure what to say about it, since she didn't know enough about him or that call to realize that it was just a sponsor coming to chew his ear off about losing a battle.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>02-06-2011, 04:54:19</strong>
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				"Take care, Jill," Montresor said with a light smile before taking off down the road again. Sighing softly, he reminded himself that even if he explained to her what little he could, she wouldn't understand what was happening. As much as he hated to admit it, though he wasn't a cheater, not all of the rumors about him were false. He wasn't about to go around telling anyone why his sponsor was someone who caused him such trepidation.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>02-06-2011, 05:14:38</strong>
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				Beth smiled back. “Well, I’d be pretty embarrassed if the date I chose was less fun than a day in a hangar,” she teased. “But I think I’m going to let you pick the next date, if I’m not being presumptuous by assuming you’d like one?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>02-06-2011, 05:19:15</strong>
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				Mira nodded, feeling more relaxed and at ease in Beth's arms the more time she spent in them. She leaned in just a little bit more, wanting to be as close as possible to the older woman without coming off as either too forward or vulgar. "I would love one."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>02-06-2011, 06:17:48</strong>
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				Beth noticed when Mira drew slightly closer, and was very pleased by it. The chemistry she felt with the younger woman was exciting, and made Beth feel like a carefree teenager again.<br><br>The women danced through four songs, until a more fast paced, jazzy big band song came on. Dancing to a number like this without looking ridiculous was beyond Beth’s ability, so she walked off the floor with Mira. They ended up standing near the stairs leading up to the landing, and beyond it the balcony. “Would you like to go up there? I bet there’s a beautiful view...” It was already getting late, and Beth figured it would be nice to have a little more time alone with Mira in a romantic setting before the night ended.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>02-06-2011, 06:22:44</strong>
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				Mira instantly got a bit panicked when the tempo of the songs started to pick up again, and she found herself wanting to evacuate the dance floor as quickly and effectively as possible. Fortunately, that proved to be much easier then she thought, as Beth walked her off and stood her by the stairs that would take the two to the balcony. Of course Mira gently nodded, delighted to be able to spend some more time alone with Beth again.<br>"Sounds wonderful, let's go."<br><br>With that, she started to make her way up the stairs, and she even held the door open for the older woman so that she could step out first.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>02-06-2011, 07:25:05</strong>
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				Once the two women had emerged onto the balcony, Beth took Mira’s hand and brought her over to the railing. It was very dark up here, as this area was designed to get as little light from the house as possible. Once their eyes adjusted, the pair could see the stars almost as well as one could in the wilderness, with thousands of fainter stars at the edge of their perception. “It’s hard to believe that the light from some of those stars has traveled for thousands of years or more. Some of them probably burnt out long before we were born, but we’re still seeing the light that was emitted even before that.<br><br>“I sometimes wonder what prehistoric people must have thought of the night sky—the sun goes down, and night after night these mysterious lights appear, with no discernible cause or purpose to it. Can you imagine how frightening that would be? Or is it more frightening to know the truth, that each of those little specks of light is so incredibly large and far away that the mind can’t even grasp the magnitude of it? I’d bet a lot of people never think too hard about how small we are compared to the rest of the universe, because they can’t take the hit to their ego. The insufferable birthday girl in there is probably a good example.” Beth laughed slightly.<br><br>“We’re all here for such a brief blip in the history of the universe, I think it’s important to make the most of it. So many people waste their lives obsessing over power, or wealth, or revenge, or other sad little things. But there’s so many wonderful things to learn, so many wonderful people to spend time with...”<br><br>Beth turned to Mira and stepped close, looking into her eyes. She delicately brushed a little of the younger woman’s hair behind her ear. “You’re one of those wonderful people, Mira. There’s nowhere I’d rather be right now than here with you.” Beth leaned in slightly, intending to kiss Mira, but then she hesitated. The younger woman was shy, and Beth did not want to upset her by being too presumptuous. She waited to see if Mira would kiss her or turn away.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>02-06-2011, 14:36:20</strong>
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				Mira could only stop and look up to the starts, which, as far as her mind was ever concerned, were just there. She listened to Beth speak in silent admiration, surprised by just how much the other woman thought about things, how much went through her mind that didn't really register to others. To Mira, the stars were stars, they had been there for as long as she was alive, and they weren't going anywhere any time soon. She never put any kind of deep thought into it, but that didn't stop her from admiring Beth while she did. Mira found herself completely void of a voice in this setting, she really couldn't say anything that could add onto or compound Beth's words about the stars, their meaning, their origins, the thoughts people put into them. Anything she said would have simply ruined it, so Mira's voice box decided to shut down for a little while, so that she could simply listen to Beth talk, and enjoy the company of the other woman even more then she had been up until this point.<br><br>When Beth leaned in, when the hair slipped behind her ear, Mira's heart rate spiked a bit. She hesitated in place and fidgeted in place for a tortuously long... one second... before she finally got bold enough to lean in and complete the bridge. Mira pressed her lips up against Beth's, gasping softly into it from the moment that they connected.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>03-06-2011, 00:07:22</strong>
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				For a moment Beth was afraid that she had misread the situation and would be rebuffed—she was relieved and thrilled when Mira kissed her. It was not a deep kiss, but very affectionate and sweet, just like the girl who had given it.<br><br>The women stayed up on the balcony for a while longer, talking about this and that, before going back to the ballroom. Apparently it was time for Tiffany to open her hundreds of gifts, and the family expected everyone to stick around and watch. <em>These people...</em> Beth thought with disbelief. Fortunately, Beth’s poster came up within the first few minutes, and afterward Beth was more than happy to grab Mira by the hand and sneak out the front. The valet returned control of the hovercar to Beth after summoning it. The two women got in and Beth ordered the vehicle back to Mira’s place. Once it passed through the gate to exit the estate, photographers again started taking pictures of the car and the two women inside.<br><br>“Huh, looks like one of the cars parked near the mansion is following us,” Beth noted as their vehicle continued on its way. “Must be reporters hoping for a holo of us going to a sleazy motel or something.” She laughed slightly.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>03-06-2011, 00:12:13</strong>
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				Mira glanced back behind her to see the car that was following them, and she couldn't help but fight back a gentle giggle as she thought about what Beth had said. "On a first date? What kind of scumbags do these reporters take us for?" She got silent for a few minutes until she got over the reporters following them, and decided to go back to talking with Beth, something that she loved doing. "So... that girl's sweet sixteen was nice and all, but I think mine was better."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>03-06-2011, 00:41:32</strong>
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				Beth was a bit embarrassed at “scumbags” comment—in high school, before she had started dating Melissa, she had had a few casual hookups with other girls. For that matter, things with Melissa had gone from friends, to friends with benefits, and then had finally gotten serious. Mira was clearly a bit more respectable so to speak, and Beth figured it would be best to let her decide how quickly things would progress.<br><br>The older pilot was curious about Mira’s latter comment. “Oh? Just what happened at this sweet sixteen of yours?” she asked playfully.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>03-06-2011, 00:48:12</strong>
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				Mira, who remained oblivious to Beth being a bit more adventurous then she initially thought, simply went along with her statement, glad that Beth had decided to bite on the little bit of bait that Mira had dangled down in front of her in hopes of getting an interesting story out of it. She rolled her head over to look at Beth with a soft smile as she spoke, glad to be sharing this time with her. "I'm a bit of a special case, nobody in my family really knew what to get, so they all went with either straight cash or checks. After all the money was tallied up, I finally had enough money saved up to score myself a GRM 80 double turbine engine, complete with a high stress tolerance displacement pump and four output vents. Man, the feeling when I finally put in the order for that thing, absolute euphoria."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>03-06-2011, 01:29:05</strong>
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				Beth laughed slightly. “You’re incorrigible—someday we’re going to have to expand your horizons beyond just mech stuff,” she teased. “Maybe I can take you to some museums, or plays or something.<br><br>“Granted, I suppose my own sixteenth birthday party also had to do a little with MW fighting. The Mortars, my team in high school, we won an important match that day. So that night, I threw this big cookout in the backyard—hot dogs, burgers, roasting marshmallows on a big old bonfire. The whole team was there, and a few kids snuck in some booze even though my parents wanted the thing to stay dry. I remember at one point I was fairly drunk, and I got in this empty metal trashcan and started making all these ‘pew-pew’ and machine gun noises, pretending I was in my mech. Then four of my teammates picked up the trashcan and ran around the yard with it, with me still yelling noises. I was lucky they didn’t drop me.” Beth laughed fondly at the memory. “It’s too bad life can’t stay that simple,” she said wistfully.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>03-06-2011, 01:34:38</strong>
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				Mira was content to listen to the story with a wide grin on her face as Beth talked about those fond memories, hearing about the older woman's sixteenth birthday blowout made Mira laugh happily, wishing that she could have had the chance to see it firsthand. It was a funny thought, that Mira was twelve while Beth was having her sweet sixteen. The age gap between twelve and sixteen seemed so much more massive then the one between twenty and twenty four. She kept the wonder of that fact to herself though, deciding not to risk making Beth feel uncomfortable by pointing out that she was dating somebody slightly younger then her. "Sounds like you've had a pretty interesting life then."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>03-06-2011, 01:55:25</strong>
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				Beth considered Mira’s comment. “Yeah, I suppose so. High school was a strange time especially. When I first started I was not terribly popular—I’d already skipped a grade, I was a bit of a late bloomer physically, and I was always obsessed with science stuff—complete nerd I guess, not that it really bothered me. Then when I went out for the mech team my freshman year, I blew everyone away to the point that they made me captain of the team. After that we had a great season and my popularity kind of exploded—between all my school work, the team, and my social life, I was always doing something. I know high school is an awkward and even miserable time for a lot of people, so I consider myself very fortunate in that regard.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>03-06-2011, 02:01:24</strong>
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				Mira simply nodded, happy to hear more about Beth's personal life, she enjoyed the chance to get to know the woman a bit better, it made her feel that much closer to her with every statement that was said. When Beth finished, Mira smiled and added on to it, figuring that if Beth was nice enough to elaborate on her high school days, that Mira could be nice enough to return the favor. "My time in high school wasn't really all THAT awkward. I mean, I had to shake off the boys with a stick for the first year, but about halfway through most of them realized that I was far too married to mechs for them to really stand much of a chance. I always had doubts, feelings like I was missing out on something, but I was so deeply lost in fascination with the inner workings of a mech that I simply couldn't pull myself away."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>03-06-2011, 02:18:21</strong>
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				Beth nodded. “I can’t say I blame you—I’ve never had the time to gain a deep understanding of mech engineering, but I do find it fascinating to watch the techs work on the <em>Lissa.</em> And when my crew chief Mike comes up some new idea to improve things, I’ll admit he has to dumb it down a little for me, but hearing all about the designs and testing is fascinating.<br><br>“Of course, there’s got to be a balance in life—humans evolved as social animals, so all those interpersonal relationships are what do the most to keep us happy. All the amazing systems and weapons in a mech hangar can give you intellectual challenges, but they can’t ease loneliness.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>03-06-2011, 02:22:09</strong>
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				Mira cast her gaze down a little, sighing softly. "You know what? You're right, I suppose I always did feel like a bit of a loner. I mean, I had a few friends, but nobody I was ever overly close with growing up. I suppose that's why I invested so deeply in learning about how Mechs worked, because it was all I really had to give myself meaning in life... Sad, isn't it? I tried to ease my own loneliness by pushing people further away." Mira looked back up at Beth, and she started to smile again. "You know, I think it's all starting to make sense now, I've been feeling a whole lot better ever since I started getting out a little more, spending time with you."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>03-06-2011, 02:39:49</strong>
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				“I’m glad for anything I can do to make you feel better,” Beth said, smiling at Mira. “And you shouldn’t feel bad for any lost time—as my parents would say, we’re both still practically kids. There’s still plenty of time to make our little mistakes and sort out just what we want in life.” Granted, a lot of people were not given that time, but Beth pushed that out of her mind for now.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>03-06-2011, 02:42:08</strong>
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				Mira found herself fidgeting a little bit in her seat, a sure sign that she was either uncomfortable, or considering the idea of getting bold, and considering the fact that she was getting more comfortable around Beth with each passing second... "You know, I think I'm starting to get a grasp on what I really want with my life... I mean, I'm not totally sure by any means, but I think I've got an idea..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>03-06-2011, 02:53:32</strong>
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				“I hope I’m one of those things you want,” Beth said playfully, rubbing the younger woman’s leg teasingly with one hand for a brief time. Then she laughed slightly. “Sorry, I couldn’t resist the opening—I didn’t mean anything untoward by that.” Well, technically she was having some decidedly indecent thoughts about Mira, but she did not want to upset her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>03-06-2011, 02:57:12</strong>
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				Mira felt herself blushing softly when Beth started to rub her leg, and she turned her head away with a light smile. Mira wasn't exactly eager to rush into certain acts without making sure that she had totally found the right person first. Beth may have had a more casual mindset about such encounters, but Mira was still a virgin, so she was making her decisions very carefully on the matter. "Heh... You- er- you might be somewhere on the list."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>03-06-2011, 03:12:26</strong>
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				“‘Might be?’ Guess I’d better behave myself better then,” Beth smiled, but then turned a bit more serious. “I realize we’re sort of in different places in our lives, as far as our experiences...” For her part, Beth did not know for sure if Mira was a virgin, but her instincts told her it was likely the case. “I just want you to know, if I ever do anything to make you genuinely uncomfortable, you should tell me—maybe slap me one, if I earn it,” she joked.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>03-06-2011, 03:19:01</strong>
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				Mira returned the serious look for a few seconds, pleasantly relieved by the genuine look in Beth's eye as she said those words, it really helped to reassure the young woman. "Right..." She tilted her head to the side and smiled gently, deciding to inject a little bit of that lightheartedness from before back into the conversation. "Though I don't think I could bring myself to slap you, or do anything else to harm that beautiful face of yours."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>03-06-2011, 03:44:00</strong>
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				Beth smiled shyly. “I appreciate that—both the compliment and the not getting slapped part.” <em>I bet if I suggested a spanking instead, it would scare her right off,</em> she thought mischievously. She noticed the hovercar was nearing Mira’s address. “Looks like the big date is almost over. I hope we’ll get another opportunity to talk before your match—we still haven’t had a good chance to talk strategy yet.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>03-06-2011, 03:46:06</strong>
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				Mira smiled gently and glanced the other way, comfortable with the moment, if only because of Beth's tact when it came to certain statements. "You know something? I get the feeling that if you and I are in the same room at any point, strategy will be the last topic on the table, you know?" She looked back at Beth and let out a small giggle.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>03-06-2011, 04:02:43</strong>
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				“Well, I suppose my crazy sexiness does have that effect on people,” Beth said jokingly before laughing. “Maybe we can just talk by holovid about the match. Oh, and don’t forget—you get to be in charge of our second date. That’s the thing about dating another woman—there’s no outmoded notions of chivalry to say who’s courting who here.” The hovercar stopped before Mira’s place. “Although I suppose I can at least walk you to your door.”<br><br>Down the street, the following hovercar stopped, and in the rear view mirror Beth caught sight of two figures each leaning out a window, holocameras in hand. <em>Guess there’s no question of whether or not we end up in the tabloids,</em> Beth thought. They would probably be very disappointed when she did not go inside.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>03-06-2011, 04:05:26</strong>
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				Mira couldn't help but notice the cameramen out of the corner of her eye. As Beth walked her to the door, Mira leaned in for what looked enough like an innocent kiss. When she was only a few centimeters away, she whispered softly to Beth. "So, how much of a story do you want to give them?" If Beth leaned back far enough to see, Mira would have a bit of a playful grin on her features, as she considered the idea of messing around with the two reporters a little.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>03-06-2011, 04:21:46</strong>
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				“Oh, we probably shouldn’t get carried away,” Beth warned Mira with a whisper. “’Lissa and I once had a dinner party at my place with this other lesbian couple, and the headline the next day in one tabloid was ‘Railgun’s Sapphic Sex Dungeon,’ with like six exclamation marks after it.” She shook her head and laughed in embarrassment. Beth settled for giving Mira a little peck on the cheek, though if Mira decides to do something more in response Beth goes along.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>03-06-2011, 04:25:26</strong>
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				Mira, now acting solely on impulse, simply decided to make the kiss on the cheek into one on the lips, and then she proceeded to lock her fingers behind Beth's neck and pull her through the doorway into her apartment, kissing her the entire time. Once the door was shut, Mira settled down and giggled softly, pulling away from Beth a little bit. "I'm sorry, but I couldn't resist, curiosity got the better of me... The tabloids tomorrow are going to be insane." Mira giggled a little bit more.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>03-06-2011, 04:38:34</strong>
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				Beth was very surprised and aroused by Mira’s sudden intense affection, even if it was not meant seriously. “Oh, it’s easy for you to say,” Beth teased, also giggling. “Bet they’ll paint me as the vile seductress, praying upon the innocent and angelic beauty.” Beth brushed her hand lightly over one of Mira’s arms, but otherwise did her best to resist her longing to be closer to the younger woman.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>03-06-2011, 04:41:18</strong>
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				Mira giggled, nudging herself a little bit closer to Beth. She had never been this close, physically or emotionally, with anybody like this in a long time, since she was a child and she still had a brother that she adored and a father she admired. She liked it, she liked it a lot. "Either that, or they'll paint me as some kind of cheap digger that's only after your fame and fortune." Mira giggled more, pressing her forehead up against Beth's.<br><br>She loved the feeling of being close to her, of having somebody she could do this with.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>03-06-2011, 04:54:13</strong>
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				Beth was also content to stand close to Mira, enjoying the intoxicating chemistry between them. “Well, if that were your plan, I think I’d already be helpless to resist,” she said, her tone teasing but also revealing her feelings of lust. The older woman figured she ought to leave soon, before she did something to upset Mira by being too forward. “How about one last kiss before I disappear into the night?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>03-06-2011, 04:58:25</strong>
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				Mira started to realize just what Beth was desiring, though she wasn't totally sure that she was ready to give it. She shut her eyes and nodded in agreement, deciding that it was best to call it a night for now. "That would likely for the best, thank you." Mira leaned in and kissed Beth again, softly at first, but Mira began to grow a little more bold over a few seconds.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>03-06-2011, 05:09:06</strong>
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				This time Beth kissed Mira a little more deeply, her tongue brushing briefly against the younger woman’s. She resisted the urge to press herself closely against Mira, as she worried that might be too much. When the kiss was over, Beth stepped away. “I had such an amazing time, Mira. Have a good night.”<br><br>After Mira says her own goodbyes, Beth returns to the hover car and heads home. <em>She got me completely hot and bothered...</em> Beth thought ruefully. She was very much looking forward to a second date.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>03-06-2011, 05:12:20</strong>
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				Mira went to bed satisfied that night, tough she felt guilty for making Beth leave without getting everything that she wanted. Still, Mira had her beliefs firmly planted in her mind. She wanted it to be special, she wanted to be totally, totally sure that she was in love with Beth before she considered such things. Though Mira had to admit to herself as she undressed and slipped into bed, it was harder then usual to keep her desires at bay.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>03-06-2011, 17:25:35</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=106394.msg4714068#msg4714068">Quote from: Revenent on 30-05-2011, 19:16:00</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Anastasia stepped away from Jareth's car and tossed out the inedible remainders of her meal, smiling at the offer. "Sure, I'll give you a call sometime. Thanks for the advice and everything." With that, unaware that he had noticed her slip-up, she waved goodbye and started walking down the street again. No point in running on a full stomach.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Jareth drove around the city couple of hours before he drove back to his home, at the military factory where Eberhart waited for some finesse adjustments and gear testing.<br><br><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Month 2 day 2: Tabloid News!</strong></span><br><br><strong>Widowed Beth scored by young angelic beauty!!!</strong><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">During the Tiffany Melreth's birthday there was numerous celebrities visiting her, but one peculiar couple was Mira and Beth going there together and depart together! Consider month ago Mira accepted Jareth's gamble bet in match for date and so far it was confirmed she did go date him but it seemed one day and night case. So did Mira decide change from bad boys to widows? Who knows, anyways they departed together and this footage was captured when they exited Beth's car.<br><br>*images of intense kissing done all way to inside Mira's apartment*<br><br>So what we can tell from this? Who is seducing who? It's hard to tell with female couples but it seems Mira seems to be lead on this! Beth was widowed half-year ago with loss of her high school sweetheart in hover accident, so is that not quite bit early? Or is this act done by Mira by hiring Beth to this scene to bolster her career chances after trashed thoroughly by Eberhart? But consider busy lives of the mech pilots the sudden hot romances are possible. But god forbid if match maker in MBF decides make Mira and Beth face each other! How it would affect relationship outside the matches then? Anyways we Western Live tabloids keep close eye on this!<br></div></div><br><strong>Amanda Pelletier cancelled morning meeting with manager for diarrhea!</strong><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Amanda Pelletier had cancelled meeting in this morning with one her managers; David Troy, because since last night she had got upset stomach. So far as we can tell the years shining startlet of MBF is fine but will take now medication to calm down her stomach. David Troy was agreeable and moved meeting for fourth day of this month. Because of the meeting was cancelled Amanda Pelletier could not attend neither in agreed dinner audience with Western Live nor attend fan meeting.<br></div></div><br><strong>Who owns Eberhart? Jareth Herman or US government?</strong><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Western Live tried yesterday get closer look on Jareth Herman's 'garage' where he holds Eberhart during his modifications and repairs. So far as we can tell nobody lives in factory than Jareth Herman himself (and god's sake, why mech nuts like live in factory?). We tried get closer look but there was no doors with handles nor way enter expect one code entry doorway at side of factory what Jareth himself uses. Main hall doors open only from inside and Jareth needs enter factory to bring Eberhart himself. Anyways we found records the factory has been owned by US government but there is note it is no longer the case but nor Jareth Herman holds the ownership papers, at least according the public ownership files. US government accountant said reason why such papers or files did not exist because such properties are not sold, but broken down as there is loads US government documents and secrets often said factories. But there was no direct answer was Jareth Herman the owner or not, as in US government registry they had not said factory in their list anymore but there was record it has been once in use during Last War. All regards he is US citizen and so far as things go nobody seems own said factory. Expect by old ownership rules which dictate that anyone who can defend ownership of land or property owns it, but such case has not occurred for over 500 years or so.<br><br>Anyways our investigation to factory ended when Jareth Herman said through loud speakers that in one minute he starts mech missile testing and the Western Live reporters cars were parked in said test field. So Western Live was forced off from the property by Jareth Herman. So mystery of the origins and ownership of Eberhart continues.<br></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>03-06-2011, 18:01:41</strong>
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				<strong>Month 2, Day 3:</strong><br><br>Montresor pulled up in front of Illyria's manor on his sport bike, (http://bikermotorcycle.net/files/2010/10/sportbike.gif) the same tinted helmet from before hiding his face. The masked pilot had set up plans after his failure of a second match to come by and visit this particular afternoon, and he was actually looking forward to the meeting quite a bit. It would be a nice diversion from the travesties that were his last few days, though a glance down at his hand resting on the handlebar reminded him of one of them. A splint on his right pinky finger, received because he hadn't landed a single damaging hit in his second match and was, as the kids said now, "Eberharted" by Pelletier.&nbsp; It wouldn't have been so harshly punished if it hadn't cost so much to repair AND weakened his chances of reentry to the league.<br><br>Putting his mind back onto lighter matters, the blonde young man looked around and felt relieved when he didn't spot any paparazzi staking the place out. After that little tabloid article a couple weeks ago, he heard reports for a few days of reporters waiting outside of the white-haired girl's home and watching to see if he ever showed up, but it appears they had given up by now. A real couple to harass. For now, at least.<br><br>Monty finally remembered why he was there in the first place and rode up the drive, stopping in front of the main gate and waiting for Illyria to grant him access. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>03-06-2011, 20:10:34</strong>
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				Onion News intro (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HrSaDI6m4Bc#ws)<br><br><em>"Hello there, and thank you for tuning in to action headlines, I'm Ryan Dodson, filling in for Clifford Baynes, who's currently dog sledding through Alaska to 'find himself'. Our top story of the day: how your best friend could be a serial killer without THEM ever knowing it. But first, a look into the wonderful world of sports, as the Mech Battling Federation is set to kick off it's next season, and tension is ALREADY running high, for more we turn to our primary sports analyst, Jason Foyer, Jason."<br><br>"Yes, Ryan, it's that time of the year again, spring. That time of the year where we stay inside and have lazy days when it rains, the time where we tend to our gardens, mow the lawn, play in the pool, and tune in to watch giant metal killing machines rip each other to shreds. We're only one month into the preliminary rounds of the Mech Battling Federation, but this is already shaping up to be one of the most exciting seasons yet. Only one month in and we've already seen disastrous carnage, near death experiences, bitter rivalries, and relationships start to bloom. <br><br>One of the biggest controversies surrounds the hulking Goliath known as the Eberhart, which has made a reputation for itself of utterly demolishing the competition beyond repair, costing sponsors thousands to get their suits repaired. It's in fact gotten so bad, that the new trendy term among teenage circles for a Mobile Weapon getting demolished has been dubbed "Getting Eberharted". Let me tell you, there's so much controversy surrounding this giant tin can then even Montresor would start to get a little pale in the face about it. It all started when he demolished the suit of one Mira Malrain, who was in a machine that should have had NO trouble avoiding it. Things got even more interesting after his following match, where a similar incident occurred. I asked Jack MacDonald, the vice president of Mech Benchmarks and Safety about this devastating weapon, as well as any possible concussive tools that the Eberhart could be using, but he refused to comment.<br><br>On a lighter note, it seems that love is in the air between pilots early this year, as two pairs of pilots have already been suspected of having relations brew between them, one of them confirmed by our own investigative team. The first, and by far more unusual of the two, is speculated to be a growing interest between the reclusive young woman Illyria, and the masked man who answers to the name 'Montresor'. The two were seen enjoying one another's company two weeks ago, though neither has commented on the situation. On the other hand, love is most certainly in the air between Elizabeth "Railgun" Raines, and the newcomer, Mira Malrain. The two were seen at a birthday party two days ago, and as you see *here*, Malrain is clearly pulling Raines into her apartment for a small celebration of their own. It's just up to our imaginations to put together just how far this went.<br><br>Of course, it's not much of a Mech BATTLING Federation if there isn't any combat to go along with that drama, and the first month of prelims certainly did not disappoint in that regard. Later today, I will be counting down my top five most memorable moments from the first month of preliminary competition, so stay tuned for that. Then, later on, I'm going to have somebody in the studio who claims to have proof that the Phantom Warrior is his long lost identical twin brother. But for now, I'm going to toss you back over to Action Headline's fashion expert, Diana Hall, who's got some sweet tips for all you ladies who want that little *extra something* as Diana puts it, Diana?"<br><br>"Thanks Jason, it's been-"</em><br><br>*click*<br><br>Alister shook his head lightly as he turned off the HV and stood up. Oftentimes, he liked to keep tabs on the news to see what sort of courageousness they were putting on the air, it was the closest thing to a comedy show that he watched. However, he was surprised to see that his younger sister was already getting more airtime then half the other professionals, of course, her being an attractive female Malrain... who was courting one of the top professionals in the league, it wasn't really overly surprising to him. Alister walked over to the door, slid on his shoes, and decided to head outside for a little bit of a walk. He needed some fresh air anyway.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>04-06-2011, 08:35:44</strong>
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				Illyria was informed of Montressors arrival a small smile graced her lips as she gave clearance for him to enter. She was delighted that he had kept his word and arrived without any apparent hassel. She was also relieved that there didn't appear to be any paparazi fallowing the masked pilot. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>04-06-2011, 15:42:29</strong>
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				Montresor smiled as he gained clearance and rode up the rest of the drive, stopping at the curb that lead up to the door. Stepping off of his bike, he left his helmet with it, though he had worn his mask underneath in this occasion. He then walked up to the door and waited.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>05-06-2011, 05:15:20</strong>
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				Soon enough a butler opened the door and escorted montressor through several corridors until they reached a massive garden in the back "The madam is at the center" and with that he went to fetch tea and what not. Montressor was now left alone to explore the maze of exotic plants.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>05-06-2011, 05:23:15</strong>
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				The masked pilot thanked the butler for his assistance as he left, though he couldn't help but feel a little assistance in finding his way to the center of this ridiculously sized garden would have been appropriate. Sighing, Montresor slipped his hands into his coat pockets and started walking down through the garden in a way that he hoped would allow him to reach Illyria. He did his best to respect and admire the beautiful and exotic plants on the way to meet his friend, though a couple occasions found him glancing around to check the coast was clear before climbing or vaulting over to the next row so he could find his way faster.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>05-06-2011, 05:46:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				After some time the masked pilot would find himself at a large and ornate Gazeebo. This gazeebo had a finely made metal table draped with a beautiful crimson tablecloth. Sitting there at this table observing his actions was none other than this gardens master and keeper Illyria. She smiled slightly as he appeared. "So you took a few shortcuts?" she asked him gently
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>05-06-2011, 05:54:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The blonde man chuckled and rubbed his arm awkwardly as he made his way over to the gazebo and took the seat opposite of the young woman. "Yeah, but I was careful not to break any branches or bulbs or anything. This really is an amazing garden you have here, you know. I swear I've never even seen half of the plants you have," he said, genuinely impressed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>05-06-2011, 06:02:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Untill about six years ago neither had I" she admitted with a soft chuckle. "These plants....I tend to them all personally between my online courses and MBF matches"&nbsp; in fact leaning on the wall not far behind her were some gardening tools with a pair of rubber gloves hanging on the top. <br><br>"I'm glad you didn't break anything after all it would have been difficult to fix and yet such a thing may have yielded an interesting reward...ah well" she tapped her fingers lightly on the table as the buttler soon appeared setting down a plate that held cookies of all things. The tea pot was set between the two as saucers holding full tea cups were placed before them. After completing this task the butler bowed and took his leave.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>05-06-2011, 06:11:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Montresor whistled softly, again impressed as he spotted the tools behind her. "I thought you would have had a full gardening staff or something. It must take a lot of work and a lot of know-how to take care of all of this. Some of those plants don't even look like they're from this hemisphere."<br><br>The masked man was about to ask what she meant by "interesting reward" when the butler reappeared out of nowhere and set the plate and tea cups down. Monty eyed the cookies for a second before he decided it would be rude not to partake and picked one up, angling it oddly so he could take a bite of it through his mask. After a couple such awkward bites, he took a sip of his tea. "Your home is really amazing. What do you do with all that space, anyway?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>05-06-2011, 06:15:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I admit that It does take a lot of work and knowledge to keep the place blooming like this. I do have staff who take care of the gardens when I'm unavailable though that way I can take trips and such at my leasure." She smiled lightly as she watched him eat the cookies.<br><br>"What do I do with all that space? nothing really.....the house is mostly empty outside of a few wings which I myself and the staff use.....I guess you could say the rest is left to occupy childrens fancy of haunted houses and the likes since I don't use it" this was both a joke and serious statement.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>05-06-2011, 06:25:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Since that last part was meant to be at least partially a joke, Montresor laughed appropriately and continued to smile lightly as they talked. He would also sip from his tea often and occasionally take a polite nibble from his cookie. He wondered privately how no one had ever noticed before that Illyria really was a sweet and gentle girl.<br><br>"If I lived in a place like this, I'd probably turn half the house into a roller coaster or something like that. No sense in letting all that space go to waste when you could live out your childish fantasies, right?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>05-06-2011, 06:34:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That's true" She nodded before stating "I actually have some renovation plans for it but I havent implimented them because I wanted to wait until the end of the season but I may actually start the project soon"&nbsp; She was sipping on her tea and chatting with him. Of course when the mention of the use of space came up she had laughed and responded.<br><br>She was actually quite nervous though she didn't show it. She wasn't sure if she was doing her job as hostess right or not. She knew how to attend to crowds but not individuals and she had been told the rules of courtessy were different.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>05-06-2011, 06:41:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				For his part, the masked pilot was too laid back and intent on enjoying the company to pay attention to any hosting faux pas the girl was making. Besides, since she didn't seem to have much of a social life, if any at all, he saw the responsibility as being more on him to make sure the meeting was enjoyable. "So what are these renovation plans of yours, then? Anything particularly exciting?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>05-06-2011, 07:26:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"well I plan to convert the unused part of the mansion into something somewhat useful......a factory" she remarked "I plan to be able to mass produce parts for my MW to avoid problems" she nodded "I had origionally intended to just leave it&nbsp; be but now after this seasons openings i've changed my mind"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>05-06-2011, 07:30:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Montresor leaned forward onto the table as she spoke, finishing off the remainder of his tea. "What made you change your mind? Was it how everyone seems to be getting their MWs scrapped this season, like me and the scorpion kid?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>05-06-2011, 07:39:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes I have to admit that is precisely what made me change my mind.....However the factory and warehouse for parts is only a small portion because I also intend to add an Observatory....and perhaps even open an onsen to the public" she admitted as she sipped her tea. though she tended to use a more European style for food and drink her taste in decorations and even some of her speach would show through her japanese heritage.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>05-06-2011, 07:48:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Montresor was surprised by how much Illyria mixed two completely different cultural styles; European name and food, yet the name of her mech and her decorations showed more of a tendency toward the Japanese. And now she wanted to open an "onsen," which he thought he remembered being related to hot springs but couldn't remember. "Those are some really cool ideas. Maybe I'll stop by for a dip sometime," he responded with a chuckle, referring to the onsen.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>05-06-2011, 07:53:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"you should they are quite nice after all" she grinned. She was enjoying his company was delighted that he would say her ideas were cool. "you are the first person outside of my staff to hear about these plans......so I was a bit worried they would sound stupid....." <br><br>She then refilled her cup with tea and shifted the teapot in a manner asking if he needed a refill. She then remarked "Our family has always been skilled with mixing cultures like this but I find it to be a bit difficult at times."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>05-06-2011, 07:57:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Montresor shook his head at her, smiling and accepting the offer for more tea. Money like hers afforded some quality stuff, and he wasn't stupid enough to pass it up. "Of course they don't sound stupid. They're brilliant," he said warmly, sipping from his tea as she spoke again. "Well, which one do you prefer? You can just stick with the one you like and do it justice instead of having to find ways to mix the two."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>05-06-2011, 22:05:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ysena was sitting down at home when the news came on, it was a simple appartment used by Pilots in the MBF, the top floor being opensided, while a ample storage space below where her Shadow Lynx was currently docked into. The vast supply of tools around the main area which her grandpa had allowed her to take, specialised for all the particular crevices and angles of her chosen mech. Although the living area had still to be properly furnished, with only some simple creature comfort she had only moved in recently after qualifying for the MBF. Although it was still feeling pretty lonely, she enjoyed her night with Julian greatly, after leaving him that evening. She gave him her address, in case she wanted to visit again sometime. Sighing, she got down into the elevator and got to work on the Shadow Lync
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>05-06-2011, 22:11:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian had decided to back down on the idea to take her out to sea to do some fishing that night, since it so clearly made her uncomfortable. Still, he was rather relieved when she still handed over her address and her phone number at the end of the evening, and Julian had provided her with the same courtesy. After a few days to give the two some time apart, Julian figured that he'd swing by her apartment and see that she was doing alright, and he was fortunate enough just as she was going down the elevator to go and visit her mech. "Oh, Ysena, I was just coming to visit you... heh..." Julian scratched the back of his head, honestly, he wondered if he was going too soon, or if she wanted some time to herself before Julian bothered her again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>05-06-2011, 22:16:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh hey Julian what a nice supprise" Ysena smiled genuinely shocked that Julian acctually bothered with her again. She was actually more worried he wouldn't show up at all, "I got to admit I wasn't quite expecting you so soon." SHe smiled, trying to play it cool, but obviously failing. "I was just going to get on with some repairs on my mech, but if you wanna do something the repairs can wait"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>05-06-2011, 22:21:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian just looked away, intentionally ignoring the fact that she was so absolutely shocked by his visit. He turned back towards her when she said that she was going to go repair her mech though, and he sighed a little bit. "Oh, well if I came by at a bad time, I could always just come back later. I mean, I don't want to get in your way or keep you from your work or anything."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>05-06-2011, 22:28:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh no no stay, it's really nice to see you, I just wasn't expecting it was all" She smiled, had it only been a few days, she did feel like it was much longer, but the idea of him coming all this way, then to go wouldn't sit well with her, its not like her repairs were of the upmost importance. "I got plenty of time, so if you wanna hang around its fine, its not like I have much in my place though, so its up to you"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>05-06-2011, 22:32:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian simply shrugged and leaned up against the wall with a light smile. "Well, alright, if you're sure you've got the time." Julian paused before he looked down a little, bringing up one of the main reasons that he had come over. "So... uh... sorry about the other night, I didn't know that water made you uncomfortable."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>05-06-2011, 22:39:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Its ok, its not like its a common thing to have, but then I'm a focal point of the uncommon it seems" She chuckled, "Well, when I was young I nearly drowned when having an attack, its kinda what has put me off of it. Its a shame because I used to love the water, but like most things in life, it can't be helped, you just deal with it and move on" She grinned, moving out of the elevator before it closed, her mech just on the other side of the hallway.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>05-06-2011, 22:43:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian smiled and started to make his way out of the apartment complex, wondering if Ysena would follow him or not. Of course, she said that she didn't care what the two did, so perhaps this would be as good a chance as any for Julian to treat her to lunch or something, he liked spending time around her, she was very energetic and fun to be around, despite the occassional spastic attack, which Julian had only seen one of. "We all have our things, I actually got my quirk about large crowds of people from a similar incident, though my life was never really in any danger."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>05-06-2011, 23:06:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ysena watched as Julian walked away, smiling to herself she began to follow him, not quite sure where he had in mind, still it was a fairly nice day out, so perhaps another day out of the garage would be in order, after all she had to look after herself just as much as her mech.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>05-06-2011, 23:08:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				This time, Julian led Ysena to a car that he had parked outside the apartment complex, instead of just walking everywhere like they did a few nights ago. As they got in, and as Julian started to pull out of the lot, Julian cast a quick glance over in Ysena's direction before he returned his attention forward. "So, Ysena, how often do you get out of the apartment?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>05-06-2011, 23:11:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ysena stepped into the car from the other side, taking the other front seat, it was a pretty nice car, to be expected, nothing that she could really get, even as a mech pilot. "Well lets see... Usually I go out every third week for food and supplys, every other time I do that I usually decide to have a bit of a wander round.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>05-06-2011, 23:16:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian was rather surprised to hear that she only went out to buy supplies and wander around. When they came to a stop, he glanced over towards her. "Really? You don't go out with any friends or anything?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>05-06-2011, 23:24:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Your the only friend I've made on this continent at the moment" She giggled, stretching and lieing back into the chair, much more comfortable than what she was otherwise used too, she defently enjoyed the company of another person though. "Geuss you can call me a relative nobody in the out of the ordinary mech"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>05-06-2011, 23:31:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian, once again, found himself pausing, surprised by the words that had come from Ysena's mouth. "I'm... I'm it?" He took another quick glance over at her, smiling widely as she relaxed further in the seat of the car. "Well, I suppose it's a good thing I decided to pay you a visit then, nobody out there likes being alone."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>05-06-2011, 23:54:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ysena was curious about Julians pause, its not like shes been here long, and it has mostly been for buisness. But she did agree that she didn't like being alone, like everyone else. "Well, I'm certainly not about to complain in having a friend thats for sure, I geuss I'm just used to people not visiting is all"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>05-06-2011, 23:58:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian really didn't know how long she had or hadn't been on the continent, so he really had no way of knowing for sure exactly what Ysena's situation was, aside from her spastic attacks and her rather sweet and energetic atmosphere when not suffering from them. "Well, I'll be sure to visit more often then." Julian went silent for a moment before he felt the urge to prod just a little bit more, but he was able to hold himself back, it would hardly be appropriate to ask such questions.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>08-06-2011, 01:01:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Illyria looked at Montressor for a moment "I could do that it's true but none the less doing such a thing would require far too much time and rennovation...so i'll just stick with this tiring method of blending cultures" she was smiling still however. She reached out and took another cookie and then asked him "So what is it you do in your free time monty?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>08-06-2011, 01:12:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Montresor continued to smile as she gave her answer and took another cookie, deciding it was still enjoyable to converse with her, even if she didn't have much social experience. It was almost enough for him to just give the answer to her next question, but that hardly would have been his style. "Well, I'm sure you have some conceptions of me. What is it <em>you</em> think I might do in my free time?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>08-06-2011, 06:59:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				believing this called for a semi-comical response she remarked "I don't know...after our last discussion I imagine you sitting in a victorian style chamber with a warm fire dressed in a bath robe, fuzzy slippers, a fezz, and pipe reading edgar allen poe and other such works, or perhaps being the thespian you seem to be perhaps out at a local theater getting into drama or something" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>08-06-2011, 07:07:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Montresor laughed sarcastically in response, though his smile showed that it was all still in good humor. "You're not too far off, actually. I do plenty of reading and enjoy seeing a play or two when something good is in town. I'm also a pretty big fan of hitting the clubs around town if I don't have anywhere important to be the next day. I've been thinking about opening my own night club once I have the money, actually."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>08-06-2011, 07:23:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				she blinked in surprise at this last bit of information "A night club? I never took you for the overly womanizing type" she was tapping her chin in thought at this.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>08-06-2011, 07:26:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Montresor raised his eyebrow at her, then chuckled at her misunderstanding. "A night club, not a strip club, Illy. It's just like a bar where people go to dance and met new people."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>08-06-2011, 07:29:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ah I see" she nodded. "I apologize for the misunderstanding then" as she then looked out at the garden a faint smile formed on her lips "I wouldn't think such a thing would be that expensive to set up though"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>08-06-2011, 07:34:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Montresor rolled his eyes a bit, looking out at her garden as well when he spoke. "It is if you want a large place in a good location, with a skilled staff, good music, and all that other stuff that lets a place become popular. It's not like I can just buy some dingy bar and throw in a dance floor. I have to make sure it has a good style, too, probably hire some people to work on its image and everything, and then there's the advertising..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>08-06-2011, 07:40:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"yare yare that sounds troublesome monty" she responded as she listened to him get into the details. "perhaps I'll visit someday when it's all finished eh? after all dancing does sound fun." she sighed contentedly before continuing "Of course the dancing I know and the dancing of those sorts of places are quite different..." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>08-06-2011, 07:46:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ysena looked at him when awnsering his question, her tone was very frank and direct. "I came here about four months ago to visit my grandpa, he used to be a impressive mech pilot, the shadow lynx is actually from him. Most of my time has been training and repairing the Lynx so I could compete in the MBF preliminaries."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>08-06-2011, 07:48:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hey, no problem! That's a ways off in the future, so I've got plenty of time until then to take you around to plenty of clubs and teach you how to let loose," Montresor declared, grinning at the thought of seeing the very formal baroness in such a setting. It was enough to make him think about reconsidering, since he found her formal nature to be quite charming at times. She certainly put forth a lot of effort into being a good hostess.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>09-06-2011, 20:17:52</strong>
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				<strong>Month 2, day 3</strong><br><br>Mira bit down on her lip softly as Einenlancer walked out onto the battleground, a pretty straightforward desert canyon with rocky cliffs on either side for cover fire. Almost instantly, Mira began to try and put together some kind of plan that would make the maximum use of her Mech's lowered abilities. Einenlancer was still far from the machine that it was before, but at least it could fight again. Her opponent, an aging man hailing from Japan named Takashi Fujin, stood waiting&nbsp; at the other side of the canyon in his signature mech, &nbsp;Muramasa (http://www.mahq.net/mecha/macross/sdfmacross/vf-1j-battroid.jpg). It wasn't the most flashy MW that the world had ever seen, but it was tough, and it had served Takashi well for many, many years. Many didn't understand why he didn't upgrade to a new MW when technology started improving again, but they failed to see what Mira saw. Takashi knew the Muramasa inside and out, he knew every last detail about how his mech would react under developing conditions. To Takashi, controlling Muramasa was as familiar as using his arms, and he wouldn't be able to transition over to a different machine, he wouldn't even want to.<br><br>However, Mira could tell already that something wasn't quite right about the Muramasa, something was different about it. Of course, it only took the mechanic a few more moments of analysis to realize that the left arm had been significantly damaged before the battle. Mira instantly clicked on NETCOM, wondering why Takashi would want to battle her in a damaged Mech. "Mr. Fujin, your arm is damaged." It only took a few seconds before the deep, gruff voice of her opponent came back through. "So you noticed, eh? Little Malrain, your mech isn't quite up to snuff either. This was my way of evening out the playing field, if I win because Muramasa was in better condition then your Einenlancer, it robs the entire sense of pride that comes along with it. This is a sport, not war, victory gained through unfair means isn't victory at all."<br><br>Mira paused, glancing downward, so the rumors about Takashi's sense of honor and fair play weren't rumors at all. Mira wondered if she could ever be so bold as to sabotage Einenlancer in order to give the opponent a fighting chance, she doubted she had that kind of conviction to her ideals though. "I... I see. Thank you."<br><br>Muramasa rose it's blaster and aimed it down to Einenlancer from across the canyon, more to be a visual symbol then an actual attempt to attack. At the current range, attacking with anything short of a sniper rifle would be a source of comedy.<br>"Mira Malrain, show me that you deserve to be in this league."<br><br>Mira nodded, she rose her head up to glance at her main cameras and tightened her grip on the controls of her Mech.<br>"Right."<br><br>the red numbers started to count down over their heads. 3... 2... 1...<br><br>And the battle was on.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>09-06-2011, 21:38:19</strong>
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				While Mira was waiting to begin her match, Beth was in her living room with her crew chief Mike, going over her tech budgeting and schedules. They did not really need to do this in person, but Beth considered him a friend and liked to have him over once in a while to get work done and watch a few matches.<br><br>There was pizza, salad, and cans of soda on the coffee table, with Beth sitting on the couch and Mike on a nearby chair. Beth was looking at her computer tablet, considering what she was seeing. “So, what’s with this new Firebrand line of plasma cannons? Any promise there?”<br><br>Mike shook his head. “I don’t think this is a case where we want to be on the bleeding edge. It’s an experimental design which went through a short development cycle, and I think they’re exaggerating how well these things have been stress tested—I looked at the numbers and they just don’t reach the strain of actual combat situations.”<br><br>“Alright, so we’ll pass but keep an eye on that—there’s bound to be some early adopters, and we can see how they—” There was a beeping sound from Beth’s holovision display.&nbsp; “Mira’s match is starting in a minute,” she said, turning on the device to watch the proceedings.<br><br>“You sound tense over it,” Mike noted. “A lot more than you’ve ever been with your own matches.”<br><br>“I have to admit, I’ve fallen for her pretty hard. I’ll be completely crushed if she loses this one—she’s so intent on making it in the MBF and I don’t want to see her hurt.”<br><br>“So things have gotten serious?” he asked, surprised.<br><br>“If you mean the rumors going around, not so much—it was a really nice date, but it was just a date. And Mira’s obviously a bit old-fashioned, so it looks like we’ll be taking things a lot slower than I used to in high school. Maybe that’s better for me as well...”<br><br>“How are you feeling about this, if you don’t mind me asking? It’s a huge step for you.”<br><br>“I know. It’s been hard—there’s always something to remind me of Melissa. I can’t relax completely around Mira because I have to focus on not bringing the conversation around to that. There’s still this nagging little voice inside of me telling me what I’m doing is wrong, that it’s too soon, that I should feel guilty. But all that goes beyond just romance—even if I’m going about my day normally, sometimes I’ll see something and think, ‘I should mention that to Melissa.’ Then I remember and it kills me.” She shook her head sadly.<br><br>“You’re the only one who knows if you’re really ready to move on,” Mike told her. “I wish I could say something more helpful than that.”<br><br>“It’s alright. All I can say is that so far, my excitement and infatuation over Mira far outweighs the hurt. I just hope I still feel that way down the road...”<br><br>He nodded, and then the start of the match was signaled. Beth grabbed a slice of pizza and watched with interest—regardless of all the emotion riding on this, she still liked watching a good match for its own sake.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>10-06-2011, 05:42:30</strong>
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				As soon as the horn sounded to indicate the start of the battle, Mira boosted forward and took to one of the cliffs, both of her back mounted plasma cannons at the ready. She wasn't packing any of her external weapons this time, but all of them were on standby for rapid deployment, as she had no idea what all she would need in order to ensure that she came out victorious. Still, she couldn't afford to let down her guard, the Muramasa was only armed with two weapons, but Takashi certainly knew how to use them. His main weapon was the blaster cannon that was in it's right hand, a weapon capable of sweeping off an arm and a leg off a MW if it landed in the right position. His other weapon was a vibroblade which stayed attached to Muramasa's hip most of the time, but Mira had seen videos of him doing magical things with that blade from time to time. About five years ago, Mira would have thought she didn't stand a chance in the slightest, and even now, on his decline, she still had her doubts. Still, she refused to let that stop her, she had too much riding on this battle to give in now.<br><br>Acting quickly, she fired two mighty bursts from her cannons, each one exploding violently when they collided with the ground beneath Muramasa's feet. However, apparently the attack was rather predictable, as Takashi sent his MW upward with a booster enhanced jump, and he set his blaster's sights down on the Einenlancer, squeezing the trigger and causing a mighty ball of plasma of his own to roar outward and rush towards Mira. The youngest Malrain dodged the blast by jumping off the cliff and landing on the surface beneath it, causing a great deal of strain on Eienlancer's knees. The metal groaned loudly, and the entire cockpit shook as the shocks gave out.<br>"Tch, the old knee joints would have handled that fall no problem."<br><br>Of course, that was what she had to expect, with using outdated tech that wasn't designed to interface with Einenlancer. In all honesty, Einenlancer had taken a lot of jerry rigging in order to get those pieces to work. Mira didn't even want to think about how much time she spent just welding the pieces apart and soldering them back together into something that she could actually use. An accurate description of the Einenlancer right now would be that it was composed of about 45% solder at that point. <br><br>Mira was quick to start moving again, though Einenlancer's now damaged knees didn't much appreciate the added strain of moving so rapidly after such a terrible fall. She rose both of her cannons and fired at the airborne Muramasa, which used a pivoting booster system to send itself backwards in mid jump and land safely on the cliff. Mira let out a slight groan of frustration at the raw agility and skill that Takashi displayed, and she had to think quickly in order to adapt to the degrading position that she found herself in. She flicked over to SATCOM, speaking to her crew chief.<br>"Sir, deploy the missile pods and the Gatling gun, I need more firepower."<br>"Rodger, weaponry on the way, Mira, just hold on a little bit while we get it out there."<br>"Okay, thank you."<br><br>With that, Mira turned her attention back towards the Muramasa, which was now firing another powerful blast at Einenlancer. This time, she was able to take cover rather easily behind a nearby rock, which exploded violently under the force that the blast was packing, the concussive force of the explosion shoved the Einenlancer forward and sent it crashing against the stomach. Mira had to fight back her will to curse, her leg's stabilizers should have been able to keep Einenlancer standing even under a force like that. Unfortunately, her legs didn't have the same kind of strength to them that they used to.<br>"I keep overestimating Einenlancer like this, and I'm toast! C'mon Mira... Concentrate!"<br><br>Mira got back up to her legs, and she glanced out of her rear camera to see that Muramasa was holding it's blaster straight up into the air, refusing to fire on Einenlancer while it was down.<br>"Mr. Fujin, your sense of fair play is astounding..."<br><br>Mira brought Einenlancer back up to it's feet, and it turned around to look up at the opposing Mech while it lowered it's blaster down towards the lancer again. Takashi's voice rang out over the speakers, yet no shots were fired yet.<br>"You need to do better then that, Mira. Come on! Show me what you're capable of already!"<br><br>Mira clamped down on her lower lip and groaned, grateful that she had remembered to leave the NETCOM switch off while she did so. Instead of saying anything back, she took the opportunity to take a few deep breaths and try to put together a plan. The thing that made Takashi so dangerous was that he knew exactly what his mech was capable of, and what it wasn't. He knew his limitations, and he played to his strengths. The thing that made it so difficult was that he was an amazing counter attacker, instead of a straight up brawler. So far, the fight had developed a system of Mira attacking, Takashi dodging and countering, and Mira taking damage because of her overestimation of Einenlancer's capabilities. It was a cycle that needed to change, without question, but Mira wasn't totally sure how to pull something like that off on such short notice, and with Einenlancer still so inferior to it's regular capabilities.<br><br>She only had a few seconds of peace before a shot from his blaster woke Mira up and caused her to evade, this would mark a turning point in the battle, as Mira refused to ever allow herself to overestimate her machine again. Mira glanced over at her battle map, and was delighted to see a yellow blip at one end of the canyon, the weapon drop that she had asked for. Quickly, Mira tossed an EMP grenade in the general direction of the Muramasa to distract it for a few moments as she cranked on her boosters and charged over towards the yellow blip. Acting quickly, she grabbed a few of the missile pods, and was able to attach one to her left thigh and one to her right shoulder, equaling eight missiles, before the opposing Mech showed up and let out a blast from it's primary gun. Mira had to grab the Gatling gun and run, leaving behind her other two missile pods to get completely wiped away by the blast. Fortunately, Mira now had eight missiles, and a big Gatling gun full of lead.<br><br>She now had two avenues that she could take. Mira could either follow up a main attack, a feint, with a second attack as the real one. Or, she could make the second attack a fake out while forcing the first one right on through. Whatever she chose to do, she had to make her decisions wisely, she had a limited number of missiles with which to make her first or second attack, and those missiles would be her key to victory in this battle. First, she decided to take the straightforward approach. As Muramasa looped around the corner that Einenlancer had taken as cover, Mira launched out three missiles that rocketed towards the opposing Mech. He fired his blaster at all three of them, causing them to be swallowed by the burst of plasma that came out. However, he quickly became the target of rapid fire lead as the Gatling gun came alive and began firing rapidly at him, bullets smashing and ripping at his exterior hull as Mira tried her best to deal significant damage to him.<br><br>The damage clearly wasn't significant enough, as Muramasa was able to fire from it's buster again, and force Mira to retreat away from the radius. This time she didn't try to take cover behind the exploding rock, as she had learned the hard way that such wasn't a very good idea. It was a bit of a morale boost that Mira was able to land in a few hits, but she wondered if such a hit was really worth the sacrifice of three of her missiles, leaving her with five left. Muramasa was quick on the counter as it fired burst after burst from it's incredible buster, trying to hit Einenlancer where it would go after dodging the previous one. It was clear to Mira that Takashi was now taking this battle seriously, since Mira had been able to land a Gatling gun burst on him. However, she also knew that he was running the risk of overheating his weapon if he kept that up for much longer. Then, he would have to resort to his sword for a while until it cooled down. That would be Mira's opportunity to strike, assuming that it ever came. She supposed that she could wait until the fusion battery for his blaster ran out, but he carried so many spares on him that to try and wait him out would result in Einenlancer breaking down from the strain of keeping away from him for so long.<br><br>When she put enough distance between the two of them, Takashi followed her and continued to fire. However, he began to slow down his pace a bit when it seemed to be getting close to overheating, at least, that was all that Mira could think of to explain why his firing had calmed itself a little bit. Mira finally saw her opportunity to strike back, so she used the opportunity to fire two missiles out of her fresh pod towards him, hoping that he wouldn't be able to let off a shot in time to destroy them, like he did last time. This left Mira with two missiles in one pod, and one in the other. Fortunately for Mira, this observation proved itself to be true, as Muramasa had to retreat behind some rocks in order to avoid eating the missiles. Mira pounced on the opportunity and gave chase, pulling out her vibroblade as she quickly ascended the cliff and jumped over the rocks to slash down at him. This forced her to drop the Gatling gun, but that wasn't going to help her very much against such an agile opponent anyway.<br><br>She was greeted by a blade clash as the Muramasa had decided to drop it's blaster and pull out it's blade as Takashi heard Einenlancer make it's way up the side of the cliff. Normally, he would use his left hand for his sword, but he had sabotaged it before the match, so he had no choice but to forgo his primary weapon in order to use it. The two blades collided with one another for a few moments, the vibrating hum of the weapons causing a rattling effect for a few seconds before Muramasa split away and dove forward, attempting to sever Einenlancer's arm. Mira showed that her Mech was still capable of performing a few impressive maneuvers, as she was able to roll the blade off the side of her shoulder and swing her own blade at his leg. But, because of the low sweeping attack, Takashi simply jumped over it, and transitioned into a spinning kick to Einenlancer's head that sent the opposing mech tumbling back down the hill, crashing down at the bottom with a violent crash.<br><br>Mira had hit her head on the side of the cockpit during the fall, and even though Einenlancer was still functioning after the fall, it didn't budge because of the pain to Mira's head. When the blurriness finally went away, she came to realize that the tip of Muramasa's vibroblade was pressing up against Einenlancer's neck. Takashi's voice rang through the speakers once again.<br>"I'm sorry, Mira, you put up a pretty good fight. But... it looks like it's over now... Forgive me"<br><br>Muramasa gripped the blade in both hands, and began to sink it down deeper. However, Mira realized that Takashi had made one critical mistake. When Einenlancer went down, he assumed that it was the mech that was immobile, not the pilot. Acting quickly, she swung Einenlancer's leg around in an attempt to sweep the other mech's feet out from under him. However, this had taken a bit of shifting around on her part, and Takashi was able to catch on to what she was trying to do. He retreated backwards, boosting himself up and retreating back to the cliff. Mira quickly got up, firing all three of her remaining missiles. She had them launch at separate intervals, the loner from the canister on her shoulder launched first, and gave Takashi enough time to dodge the attack, before the other two on thigh launched three seconds later, flying through the air on his newfound position. It was clear that he wasn't expecting her to have any more firepower left, as he was able to ungracefully avoid the missiles, which still followed him back down the cliff. He landed on stable ground about a half a second before both of the missiles crashed into the cliff as well, causing a massive rockslide to erupt from the cliff, taking Muramasa down along with it.<br><br>Takashi tumbled down the cliff before he was able to stabilize himself and land on his feet. However, he was so focused on dodging the larger rocks that came down the hill, he failed to notice the charging Einenlancer, blade in hand, until it was too late for him to dodge. He turned just in time to see Mira carve off his right arm, followed by the same leg as the rockslide came to an end. Muramasa fell to the ground with both limbs liberated, and there was only silence for the next several seconds in the battlefield.<br><br>Mira was breathing as heavy as she ever had before in her life, her heart hammering up and down in her chest. She wasn't sure how she had done it, but she had somehow managed to pull out a victory against Takashi Fujin and his famed Muramasa. Her arms were shaking, and a bit of sweat had begun to accumulate on her forehead. She'd also need an icepack for the side of her head where she it the cockpit, but that would come after the adrenaline died down. She just stared down at the destroyed mech before her, gasping for air while Einenlancer remained completely stiff, as though it's batteries had run out right then and there.<br><br>The banner over head began to read out words after a pause of nothing but dead silence for a total of about ten seconds.<br><br><em>Mira Malrain wins</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>10-06-2011, 06:03:39</strong>
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				Normally, for the preliminary matches, the spectator stands were empty except for the performance reviewers who judged the pilots' individual combat abilities. Normally, they were there to work, and there wasn't a whole lot of joviality to the event. But that day, there was a lot of raucous cheering from one woman as she watched Mira defeat a legend of the ring and prove that not all of the talent went to her older brother. After collecting a few well-earned bets from her co-workers that had joined her that day, Jess hurried down to Mira's garage and forcefully gained access just in time to be standing there and grinning when the girl descended from her cockpit.<br><br>"I've never been more proud to see a young girl beat up on an old man before."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>10-06-2011, 06:08:04</strong>
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				The shaking in Mira's arms had transitioned over to the rest of her body as she took the lift down to the ground instead of climbing down like she normally did. Her adrenaline was starting to die down a bit, and her head was starting to ache a bit more violently then before. She held onto the rope with one hand during the descent, while the other one went to her head. When she glanced down to the bottom to see a grinning and delighted Jess waiting for her at the bottom, her attitude picked up a bit as she put on a wide smile. When she hit the bottom, she offered Jess her free hand, while keeping one plastered to the side of her head.<br><br>"I thought I was going to break down from the pressure alone. I don't even know how I managed to win."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>10-06-2011, 06:16:16</strong>
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				Willingly oblivious to Mira's shaken composure, Jess roughly yanked on the offered hand to pull the girl into a tight, one-armed hug around the neck. "You were smart, that's how! People always underestimate how good Takashi's skills are for his age and end up losing, but you were careful and didn't just rush in for the killing blow right away. These league needs more pilots that use their heads instead of just rushing in with everything they've got all the time, you know?"<br><br>Letting go of the girl, she stepped forward and held her chin between two fingers as she looked over the Einenlancer, smirking slightly. "Amazing you even had time to rebuild it to this state, what with all these commercial shoots and dates you've been going on..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>10-06-2011, 06:20:49</strong>
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				Mira let out a slight yelp, but otherwise went into the hug without complaint, she even dropped her headache hand and started to pat Jess lightly on the back by the end of it. "Er... Thanks Jess, it means a lot to hear somebody as high up the ladder as you praise me like that. And besides, I wouldn't have won if Mr. Fujin hadn't damaged his own left arm before the battle." When she pulled away, Mira took a few steps back and allowed for Jess to inspect Einenlancer, which had been battered almost to the point of a total breakdown over the course of her fight. "And... er... you do realize that's one commercial shoot and two dates over the course of a month, right?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>10-06-2011, 06:26:06</strong>
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				Jess would have been more worried about the state of the Einenlancer, but it was in a much better condition than it was after Mira's first fight and the girl still pulled through after that, she didn't concern herself. She instead turned away from the Einenlancer and threw her hands up in the air, taking a few steps to put herself past Mira again. "Oh, yeah, I know. All stuff that's more important than giving your friend Jess a single call, right?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>10-06-2011, 06:29:39</strong>
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				Mira's eyes widened when Jess brought up how she had forgotten to give her so much as a single call over the last month. "Oh! I-I'm so sorry, I just get so reclusive at times. I mean, I was so focused on fixing Einenlancer that I almost lost track of the world around me, it was only when I read about how Beth almost died during her match that I decided to come out of my cave and go out with her, and- er- sorry. I'll try to remember better next time, if you're not busy, that is."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>10-06-2011, 06:39:10</strong>
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				Jess smirked wider at the apology and spun around to face her, tussling Mira's hair a bit. "Don't worry about it, kid. And I'm never too busy for a friend. Just give me a heads-up next time you get put in a match, okay? I might not be so lucky as to notice it as it was being ordered." Dropping her hand to her hip, she quickly continued on before Mira even had a chance to respond. "And speaking of matches, now that you've got the Einenlancer functional, I'm setting up something special that should give you a big boost in the rankings for low risk. Can you come by my office sometime next week, maybe Wednesday?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>10-06-2011, 06:43:44</strong>
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				Mira just nodded, and began to reply to Jess' statement about notifying her of upcoming matches when she suddenly cut Mira off about some statement concerning boosting Mira through the ranks for seemingly little effort. That seemed a little bit shady to Mira, but she supposed that she could at least hear Jess out, she was a good person after all, she wouldn't do anything illegal to the game. The last thing Mira wanted was some kind of cheating scandal when she was trying to hold up the honor of her family name though, so she'd have to tread carefully. "Okay, I can do that. What time?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>10-06-2011, 06:48:18</strong>
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				"I don't know yet, I'll have to get back to you on that and work something out," Jess answered, then decided to belay the concern she saw flash through Mira's eyes. "And don't worry, it won't be anything weird or dangerous or whatever. There's just this one MW entrant that follows some strange mechanics, and we're testing it against a few people to see if can be fairly integrated into the league. Since it's such a strange design, you'll get instant points for testing out against it regardless of whether you win or lose."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>10-06-2011, 06:55:03</strong>
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				"A strange design? Do you have any more information then that?" Being the gearhead that she was, Mira immediately wanted to know more about this mysterious opponent that she would apparently be going up against. She wondered why her name was put forth, but considering her logical mind and passion for new technology, she supposed that she could have been a natural choice. Plus, she had a friend on the inside of the league, who would be able to put her name forward, which likely helped a lot. "I suppose I could help out though, I mean, since you made the offer and all."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>10-06-2011, 07:00:56</strong>
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				Jess shook her head, though she wasn't exactly going to tell Mira the real reason she wouldn't tell her. "Sorry, I can't give any real specifics until everything is processed. But, suffice to say, between this match and the one you just had, you'll have a great rank once the season starts," she assured Mira with a wide smile, patting the girl's shoulder. "Anyway, I guess I'll leave you to your post-match diagnostics and what-not now. I'll let you know as soon as I can work out a time for the meeting."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>10-06-2011, 23:45:26</strong>
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				Julian listened to her talk, somewhat impressed that she was actually using her grandfather's mech on the battlefield. "Wow, did you equip it with a different set of weapons or something? Or is it exactly how it was when your grandfather used it?" He moved on after that though, after hearing about her social schedule. "So most of your life goes into fixing the lynx, so that you can afford your medication, so that you can live a better life, so that you can invest that life into the lynx to start the cycle over again? Sorry, Ysena, but that's no way to live your life, I think I'm going to have to take you out more often, if you don't mind the notion of it of course."<br><br>....................................................................<br><br>Mira nodded gently, and she lowered her head back down into her head as the headache started to surface again, worse then ever. She let out a soft groan and waved Jess off with her free hand. "Right then, see you on Wednesday Jess." With that, Mira just turned towards Einenlancer and started to assess the damage, though she wouldn't be able to do any physical work on it until her head stopped hurting like nobody's business. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>10-06-2011, 23:59:29</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=106394.msg4757339#msg4757339">Quote from: Revenent on 08-06-2011, 07:48:35</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Hey, no problem! That's a ways off in the future, so I've got plenty of time until then to take you around to plenty of clubs and teach you how to let loose," Montresor declared, grinning at the thought of seeing the very formal baroness in such a setting. It was enough to make him think about reconsidering, since he found her formal nature to be quite charming at times. She certainly put forth a lot of effort into being a good hostess.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Illyria nodded "Yes I suppose your right" She was truly enjoying this conversation and smiled to show it. "So do you suppose some sneaky photographer saw you come and has his enterage waiting outside for your exit?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>11-06-2011, 00:01:10</strong>
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				Beth was on the edge of her seat during Mira’s close contest. She was thrilled when Mira won, though she knew how fortunate the younger woman had been. Takashi had always suffered from his samurai-like mindset, only wishing for victories he considered honorable. His deliberate hesitations had cost him. Still, Mira had shown a lot of intelligence and skill out there, and her mech had clearly not been at a hundred percent. Beth was satisfied that Mira was MBF material—the only real question was if her confidence and funds would hold out as things went forward.<br><br>“That was quite a display,” Mike noted. “The fans should really pay more attention to the prelims—a few mismatches aside, they can be just as good as the regular season.”<br><br>“It was tense,” she agreed. “I can’t tell you how relieved I am.”<br><br>“Well, don’t relax too much—we’ve still got eight more budget items and then some changes to the maintenance schedule I want to run by you.”<br><br>“No rest for the wicked then. And I’ve got to make a call to one of the ad agencies—they want me to do some commercials for energy drinks, pilot jumpsuits, and some high school-level MW line. So before that I’m going to have to look over their financials with my lawyer and make sure those companies aren’t using any terribly unethical business practices. Could take hours.”<br><br>“So, no practice until tomorrow?”<br><br>“I suppose not.” Beth sighed. As busy as she was, she had to settle for shooting off a quick text message to Mira:<br><br><span style="font-family: courier;" class="bbc_font">"congrats on your win! you were awesome. :) I’m crazy busy today, but please give me a call tomorrow if you have time."</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>11-06-2011, 01:35:20</strong>
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				"Well, the weapons are mostly the same, but the Twin vulcans have been altered so their suitable for sport combat, the explosive rounds if they hit the cockpit directly would kill the pilot, but then what do you expect from high calibur artillery shells. Other than that the equipment is relatively untouched." She commented, proud of her and her grandpas work. But when he made the comment about how she was working to improve her life so she could imrpove her life did not feel to comfortable to her, although she did her best to show it. "Umm sure I geuss, its just being an older machine the Lynx needs a lot of maintanence."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>11-06-2011, 01:38:01</strong>
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				Even though she had tried her best to cover it up, Julian couldn't help but notice just a little bit of fidgeting in her chair, and a bit of a pause before she responded to him. He shifted his gaze away, sighing a little as he realized that he had been a bit of an idiot for saying such a thing without considering her feelings first. "... Sorry, that was wrong of me to say." He wasn't sure what else to add on, so he just kept quiet and focused on driving, until the two arrived at a pretty decent looking outdoor restaurant a short while later.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>11-06-2011, 01:59:15</strong>
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				Jess shook her head and pushed on Mira's shoulder a bit as she turned away. "Don't worry about her right now, Mira. Go get some aspirin or something first," she practically ordered, then strode out of the garage. Once she was so far away from the area that she couldn't even hear the bustle of the workers outside, she breathed in deeply to settle herself and drew out her phone. The number she was about to call wasn't saved into the device anymore, but she still had it committed to memory, so it was an easy enough task to dial it and tuck her hair behind her ear awkwardly as she waited for the recipient to answer.<br><br>"Hello? Alister?"<br><br>---<br><br>Montresor shrugged at the question, disinterestedly tracing his middle finger around the edge of his teacup, carefully not to bump his splinted pinky finger against the handle. "I didn't see any on the way in here, but they are pretty sneaky buggers. If they're waiting outside the gate when I leave, I'll just blast through them on my bike without stopping. Although I might end up spinning out on one of their greasy foreheads."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>11-06-2011, 02:07:22</strong>
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				Alister hadn't really been up to very much that day, he had gotten some lunch, and ended up sitting in the park and casting glances at the passersby. When his phone suddenly started ringing, he was curious to see who it was on the other end. Since it was an unknown number, he was tempted to just let it go to voicemail, but his curiosity got the better of him, and he ended up answering it after a few seconds of debate. When he heard the voice on the other side, he paused a little bit in surprise at the voice that awaited him on the other end, certainly not one he was expecting.<br>"Jess?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>11-06-2011, 13:33:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jareth Herman was working in his factory, building and testing some the weapons Eberhart was designed with for warfare. But for today all his tests had been flukes. Either weapon did not work or they continued to be still too lethal to use in regular MBF match! Frustrated, soaked in oil and machine grime he walked to his apartment and noticed his holo TV had recorded something.....he had few recordings what he had pre-set it to record so he opened it.....and saw it was Mira Malrain's first match since Jareth had demolished her mech thoroughly.<br><br>He watched the match, he grinned when he saw when she was immobilised on ground and lured Muramasa close to her to do finishing blow.....laughing he watched how she finished off her foe and Jareth texted her message with cellphone;<br><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">Congrats on your match Mira, it seems my parts were well used altough I see you have trouble with them. Altough your opponent definitely evened scales with broken arm but it was not easy match even if you both had been full conditions. I see you used my possum tactic what I did with Scorpio match, well done. It worked your opponent because he would not had expected such trickery in first place at all. Anyways saw tabloids, not sure how much truth is going on but picture tells a lot and I can see your doing well with Beth. No doubt about it; she's ready for much more what the pics showed :). Anyways good luck in your future matches also. - Jareth</span><br><br>After the texting he headed to showers and have nice meal and perhaps toast for Mira's victory. Jareth had felt bad for her since trashing mech and also disaster date but he is starting get over it. <br><br>(OOC: Sorry for lack of posts, but not much to post about Jareth until his 4th prelim match hits and triggers plot with Jess sneaking into his factory find out about his sonar cannon.)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>11-06-2011, 14:10:27</strong>
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				Jess nodded slightly as she answered, although Alister couldn't see it since this was just an audial communication. "Yeah, it's me," she said, deciding this would be easier for herself if she went down the business-like route. "Listen, the Federation needs to ask a favor of you. We have a pilot coming in this year with a questionable MW design and we need someone skillful to fight him to see if he should be granted entry. If you do this, you're pretty much guaranteed a solid boost in rank whether you win or lose. If you'd be willing, could you come by my office sometime next week, maybe Wednesday at 2:30?"<br><br>The executive knew it probably wasn't the nicest way to speak to him, but it made it easier not to hear him talking too much. It wasn't like he normally said much, anyway.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>11-06-2011, 18:08:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mira flipped open her phone after it started to buzz on the table off to the side for the SECOND time, and she decided that now was as good a time as any to take a break from making her repairs and check her messages. Fortunately, it would only take about a day or two to get Einenlancer back up to where it was before it's most recent fight, so she would have a bit more downtime then she did when she had to rebuild it from the ground up. The first one was a rather short message from Beth, a simple congratulations from her for winning and a request to call her tomorrow. She didn't reply to the text itself, since Beth said something about being crazy busy, so she just moved on to the next one and made a mental note to call Beth the next day. The second one was a message that she honestly wasn't expecting, it was from Jareth, congratulating her on using a... a possum tactic? That was a bit too devious for Mira to pull off, honestly, the only reason that Einenlancer remained down for so long was because Mira hit her head on the side of the cockpit and was immobilized for a little while. Still, she could see how it would look like the tactic was intentional from an outsider looking in, so she simply nodded, clicked shut her phone, and went back to fixing up Einenlancer.<br><br>.................................................................................<br><br>Alister shut his eyes and let out a small sigh as she talked to him in a professional tone, though he had to wonder why she had come to him when she wanted to test somebody with a questionable mech design. Still, he wasn't about to turn away the opportunity to test his skills against something that could or couldn't be illegal, so he made his decision rather quickly and spoke in a voice a bit quieter then his usual tone, which was usually calm and subdued, but typically audible.<br>"... Yeah, I'll be there."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>11-06-2011, 20:06:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				When Alister (barely audibly) agreed to the request for a favor, Jess felt her muscles relax a whole lot more. She had trusted he would have said yes if he was the same person she knew before, but it had been at least a couple years since she had spoken to him directly, so there was no knowing how much he had changed inside. All in all, she was very grateful that he had agreed and tried to reflect that with her tone, even though she felt bad now since this was all a ruse to get him and Mira on a team together.<br><br>"Thank you, Alister. Really... If there's anything you need before then, just give me a call. Take care."<br><br>Assuming he said his farewell too at that point, Jess would then hang up her phone, let out a deep breath that had been tightening her chest, and continue on her way. She would give Mira a call later to confirm the appointment, without telling her who else would be there, of course.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>16-06-2011, 05:31:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Illyria nodded "Is that so?" she wasn't sure what else to say to that. She too another sip of tea as she sat herself back down then asked the masked man "what sort of films are you into?" <br><br><br><br><br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>16-06-2011, 05:36:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Montresor wondered for a moment if she understood that he was just joking at the paparazzi's expense, but didn't want to embarrass her by asking if she hadn't. He took another quick sip of tea before leaning back further and answering the next question. "Anything with a good enough story, I suppose. I stay away from most of the action and horror movies that come out because of that, and especially the sports movies, since they're all just the some old crap about mech-battling with your heart. How about you, do you go to the movies often?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>16-06-2011, 05:59:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Not often but when I do go it's usually to see something that has a good plot to it...or to see how badly they screw up the plot if it's based on a book" She then tapped her chin thoughtfully "of course I also go to see romance films from time to time....I find them quite....dare I say cute?" the silver haired girl replied softly.<br><br><br><br><div align="center"><strong>Hashieda Hachi:</strong></div><br>Having had his fun at the pool hall the mechanic began to stroll back to his shop. However something caught his interest. It was a poster for the MBF and thus he went to investigate it. He found it a humorous thing since the art was fairly well done though in a way made him think of those animated cartoons that came on for kids. he thought it was kinda cool none the less. "Hmm....less see MBF will air at it's usual times this season" he laughed at the thought of them needing a poster for that but then he realised maybe they were doing it as a sort of advertising gimmick. <br><br>The mechanic shrugged and then resumed his walk. He enjoyed the air as he did so.<br><br><br><div align="center"><strong>Marcus:</strong></div><br>Marcus now finished with his match was strolling boredly around the arena hoping to find something interesting to watch. he wasn't quite impressed with most of what was going on that day so he made his way out humming a soft tune to himself. <br><br><br><div align="center"><strong>Underground Facility:</strong></div><br>Karen M. Lambert stood staring at the machine that she and a team of scientists had created for the sake of participating in the MBF a machine called Grandveil. It was a prototype machine with many prototype functions so she had to be careful with it. Her first match would be soon she just knew it would be. She took pride in her staff for having created such a beautiful machine. <br><br>The young woman was disturbed from her thoughts by a young man "Lambert-hakase the tests have been completed and the machine has qualified for participation" <br><br>She smiled at this "Good work"<br><br><br>(Note: Hakase is japanese for Professor)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>16-06-2011, 06:04:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The masked pilot decided to risk grabbing and nibbling on another cookie through his facewear as she spoke, shrugging at her thought. "I can enjoy a good romance flick from time to time. I'd rather see them spend an entire movie on building that kind of relationship up than just have it tossed into the background of an action for a cheesy payoff at the end."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>16-06-2011, 21:13:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Illyria nodded in agreement to that statement "Ah I see...so you also enjoy a good romance story from time to time" she was beginning to wonder if romance would be something she could ever actually indulge in herself. IF so the only candidate at this point in time would be the masked man across from her. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>16-06-2011, 21:16:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Montresor nodded again, giving up and lifting his mask just enough to take a large bite from the cookie without showing much of his face. "If you ever want to see a movie together sometime, just let me know. I wouldn't even mind if it was a romance story," he said half-jokingly, though the idea wasn't a totally terrible one in his opinion.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>16-06-2011, 21:39:14</strong>
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				As she began to entertain the idea she found herself suddenly becoming rather embarressed. Her pale cheeks turned a faint shade of red at the thought. "Ano......did you....just ask me on a date?" she was rather surprised and nervous for some reason she couldn't quite explain. yet she felt somewhat happy as well.<br><br>(note: Ano in japanese is a little sound equivalent to um)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>16-06-2011, 21:44:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Grinning a little underneath his mask, Montresor shrugged and finished off his cookie. "Depends. If I did, would you accept? Otherwise I would just say we're seeing a movie as friends. But I wouldn't mind calling it a date."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>16-06-2011, 21:47:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"....I would accept if you were" she replied as the crimson color of her cheeks now quite bright and luminescent. This was probably the first time in her life someone had asked something like this and she wasn't entirely sure how she should react.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>16-06-2011, 21:51:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, it's a date, then," the masked pilot said with an obviously high spirit, holding up his teacup to clink it with hers. Once she did, he drank from his own, admiring how pretty the bright crimson on her cheeks looked. He would have to embarrass her a lot more often so he could see more of it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>16-06-2011, 21:54:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				she sipped from her cup after tapping it against his. she couldn't tell what was going through his head as he stared at her. This caused her face to remain quite red despite the faint smile forming on her lips.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>16-06-2011, 22:00:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Montresor set his cup down with a contented sigh and looked away from her finally, admiring her garden once again. A soft smile was on his face as well. "If you ever need any help with these plants and don't feel like hiring someone, give me a call. I wouldn't mind learning how to take care of some of them."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>16-06-2011, 22:04:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'll be sure to remember that" she replied smiling as well as she looked out at the garden. "some of these plants are quite delicate.....but they make quite a lovely sight" she rose again and walked out towards a&nbsp; certain plant "this one for instance is soft to the touch....however wihtout the propper growing conditions only lives for about three weeks"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>16-06-2011, 22:09:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sure she wouldn't mind, Montresor stood up and walked over to the same plant, touching it gently to feel the softness. "How long has it been alive under your care, then?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>16-06-2011, 22:13:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"this particular blossom maybe 1 month but the plant itself has been alive for over five years" she remarked softly as she stepped away from it to look around. "I have some medicinal plants, as well as different plants for tea" she then looked at him "I never would have taken you for a botonist" she smiled again "However I believe It is about time I got back indoors so that I can finish a report for one of my courses......Thank you for coming to spend some time with me" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>16-06-2011, 22:18:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The blonde pilot laughed lightly. "I'm not a botanist, but I can appreciate all the skill and work it takes to keep all of these planets alive and blossoming." When she told him of the other business she had to take care of today, he nodded and extended a hand to her. "I'll get going, then. I'll call you later so I we can work out the details of our date, too."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>16-06-2011, 22:22:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"ah...y...yes...that would be nice" she was blushing again as she took his hand and shook it. She couldn't help herself now that she was thinking about that again. Social things not being her strong suit she was quite embarressed having to deal with all of these things suddenly. She then escorted him back to the front door. "I...I'll talk to you later then"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>16-06-2011, 22:24:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Montresor nodded and let her lead him back to the front door, flashing her one last smile as he got on his motorcycle and rode away. On his way out, he spotted a few reporters in cars, but they seemed more interested in taking "candid" photos than rushing up to interview him, so he just let them be for now.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>17-06-2011, 18:50:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"It's ok, I geuss it is pretty silly, but I just need to think about how things can go for me, at least I won't need to worry about having my fits all the time." She tried to brighten up, although it did put a bit of a dampener on her mood. She looked out of the window as they arrived at a nice looking cafe. "That looks like a nice place, have you been here before?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>17-06-2011, 18:55:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian sighed, kicking himself all the more for his rather idiotic statement. He should have thought a little bit more before he spoke, not everybody was as fortunate to be free of issues as Julian, minus a fear of crowds. "Yeah, it's a pretty relaxed place, I like it." Julian got out of the car and walked over to her side, figuring that the best thing to do at this point was just move on. "They make some awesome food here, too... Lunch is on me, of course."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>27-06-2011, 07:24:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				~MBF late preliminary round number 247, Wasteland/Desert field in the morning a few days later~<br><br>The battlefield, a large wasteland spanning 5 miles all around. Not a large field, but just enough for two mechs to battle it out in the preliminaries. Two mechs faced each other. One was a large tyrannosaurus type and the other a standard humanoid machine. The tryanno type stood tall, even hunched a bit at 17 meters of 56 feet tall. More with the large Buster Cannons on its back. The total length of the mech was 29.5 meters or 96.78477705 feet. Its total weight with the cannons was 250 tons. The cockpit was located in the skull of the beast of the machine. It moved like a true beast waiting on battle, the smooth motion of its tail and the moving head as it opened its mouth to make a primal growl.<br><br>In the cockpit, a man with short, red hair sat, strapped in. His hands on the control modules and feet on the movement controls, ready to go. The machine was the Gigas Rex, a mech in the form of one of the most powerful carnivore of times long past. The man named Arrowed looked forward at his opponent. “A humanoid… This could be trouble considering he has the full advantage of the thumb, flexibility and speed. Really, I just want to get back to my book…” He said to himself, but reached over and petted a nearby panel. “Easy friend… It’ll start soon. Switch to Battle mode so we are ready.”<br><br>Outside, the Gigas went from a bit of a bent over, to standing tall. Like Godzilla rising from the water. Its tails swooshed and then slammed hard into the ground kicking up a large cloud of dust. It was like it was intimidating its opponent or showing up its primal power. In this mode, the cannons can’t be used due to the stance and the cannons were not on a flexible turret base, but fixed. It was a weakness for long range use to be sure. The Gigas Rex had to be in pursuit mode in order to target straight ahead. Plus, depending on the terrain the Gigas would have to anchor itself in order to be stable. Then there was the Buster Cannons charge time and switching from Pursuit to Battle modes. All in all, time was a huge problem for the Gigas Rex.<br><br>The other mechs pilot spoke through his machines loudspeaker and pointed to the equally tall Gigas. “That ancient looking things not gonna last. Your gonna go down hard and it’s gonna be fast!” The pilot gloated in his trash talk. Arrow stayed silent and composed. Waiting for the time for the battle to start.<br><br>Sure enough, the signal started to sound and the battle had begun. The Gigas roared and charged forward. It stepped, pivoted and went for a tail attack. However, the time it took to turn and build power for the tail. He missed as the other mech had jumped over the Gigas. Even if the Gigas was a highly responsive machine, it was still slow. His opponent immediately began firing his Gatling weapon. The energy shelling hitting the entire front of the Gigas in a hard barrage.<br><br>Arrow flinched and braced himself as the shelling covered the entire from on the body. Sensors on his console going off that some areas like a few joints were taking damage. Opening one eye, he reached over and pressed a sequence of buttons.<br><br>Soon, the Gigas’s Hyper Energy Shield went up on the front. It was a dome-like blue shield made of what looked like panes of glass, but was actually concentrated energy. The shells hitting the shield were neutralized and the Gigas was protected. However, the shield was not only a form of defense, but could be used to attack. The Gigas roared and charged forward with the shield still active. The other mech simply jumped over and fired off two small bursts of shelling right at the Gigas back, scoring a direct hit. A weakness in the Hyper Energy Shield was the read was exposed. This guy knew how to exploit it. The Gigas staggered and the shield disintagrated. The energy producer for the shield had been hit and damaged. That meant no more shield. At this time, his opponent took the time to close in and from the left side, put the Gigas into a choke hold.<br><br>Arrow was now making the Gigas thrash, trying to shake off the others choke hold.”…With the energy shield down… and that speed. Not only that, I can’t us the cannons… What to do…?” The screen that showed the Gigas stats turned to show a wireframe of the Gigas and it moved to show the back. 32 ports light up and a name appeared at the bottom right screen, reading “32 Shot Core Cannon.” Arrows eyes went a bit wide at his Gigas suggestion. “No way Gigas…” That’s right, there had to be another way. He thought… Wait, he is at the side and not behind… The tail. “Activating Tail Blades.”<br><br>The twin blades at the end of the tail were soon covered with white energy and hummed. The tail curved away to the left side and the swung hard to the right in an upwards arc. The bladed coming around and stabbed the mech right in the back. This cause the meck to release the Gigas from the choke hold. Wasting no time, the Gigas twisted to swing and toss the mech a good 250 yards. The Gigas faced the other and moved into pursuit mode. The head, back and tail were soon in a straight line and the Buster Cannons were perfectly aligned with the target… BOOM!&nbsp; The impressive firepower of the Buster cannons being fired caused a small shockwave and forced the heavy Gigas Rex to be pushed back just from recoil. The joints in the legs spun hard and fast to act as a counter against the recoil. The blast hit its mark and exploded, tearing the other mech completely apart.<br><br>The Gigas rose back up to a leaning forward or normal position and threw its head up in a triumphant roar. Inside the cockpit, Arrow leaned back. “… I think adding in the cannons was a bit over the top” Outside, the siren sounded for the end of the battle and the hologram field disappeared. The Gigas turned and headed to move off the area and was heading towards the Mech Hangers. Hoping there was at least one available for him. He would need to check the joints and repair the shield system.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>27-06-2011, 20:25:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong> Month 2, day 4</strong><br><br>The day came and went, with Mira having a bit of time to dwell on her victory the day before, and how heart stopping a moment it had been. At about noon, she suddenly remembered that Beth asked to speak with her the day after, and she fired up the holo comm to call the older woman. She hadn't talked to anybody outside of Jess since her match the day before, so she was eager to hear what Beth had to say about it, along with any possible feedback that the veteran could have for the up and comer.<br>"Hello? Are you there, Beth?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>27-06-2011, 20:53:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Beth was inside the cockpit of the <em>Lissa,</em> engaged with railgun target practice, when her crew chief signaled over the SATCOM. “Beth, your holocomm is getting a call from Mira.”<br><br>“Thanks, Mike. Shifting the MW to standby mode. Put her through.”<br><br>Instead of the usual 3D image, Mira would see a 2D screen of Beth in her jumpsuit and sitting in her pilot’s chair.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Hello? Are you there, Beth?"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Beth smiled. “Mira, it’s good to see you. How are you—still excited over the big win?” she asked enthusiastically.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>27-06-2011, 20:58:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mira scratched the back of her ear lightly, trying to hide the fact that Beth looked pretty darn awesome in that jumpsuit, making Mira wish that the image was in 3D.<br>"To be honest, I have no idea how I pulled that one out in the end, Takashi Fujin was such a superior pilot."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>27-06-2011, 22:35:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Beth chuckled slightly. “False modesty doesn’t suit you, Sweetie,” she chided. “And if you’re genuinely underestimating yourself, that suits you even less. I was impressed by how well you handled yourself against a challenge of that magnitude. You might be tempted to beat yourself up over a misstep here or there, but that sort of thing is going to happen during your first season. Hell, I’m embarrassed by some of my early matches, and I was rookie of the year.<br><br>“Anyway, if you’d like, at some point we can go over the match in detail and I can offer some observations and constructive criticism. But for now, I want to hear about how you're feeling and what’s happening. Did you do anything fun to celebrate your first professional victory?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>27-06-2011, 22:41:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mira giggled gently, allowing herself the rather shameful pleasure of basking in the glow of Beth's praise for a few moments. However, it passed quickly, and she found herself blushing softly at Beth's words, seeing an opportunity in it to make a small advance towards Beth. "Well, I haven't done anything to celebrate yet, but I wouldn't be opposed to a bit of one if a certain attractive veteran were to put forth a proposal of some kind... heh..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>27-06-2011, 22:56:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“I would definitely like to celebrate soon,” Beth agreed. “But don’t forget, it’s your turn to decide what we’ll be doing on our date. I’m fine with most anything, though after all the extravagance we endured I’m all for something simple and fun.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>27-06-2011, 23:01:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mira nodded at the recollection that it was her turn to come up with something for the two of them to do, figuring that she'd have a while to figure out something that would work as a suitable date, nothing off the charts, of course, since Mira didn't have the finances to do anything TOO extravagant, and because Beth wanted something simple. "Okay then, how does Monday sound to you, we'll turn the worst day of the week into the best one." She giggled gently, checking her calendar to see that she only had three days to put something together, until the Monday in question.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>27-06-2011, 23:15:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Beth nodded. “Great. Just let me know when you want me to come over. Anyway, anything else you want to talk about? Oh, and I was wondering, have you heard from any family about your victory?” The older pilot was sometimes concerned about Mira being relatively isolated, so she still hoped the Malrains would become closer.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>27-06-2011, 23:18:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mira's gaze got a bit more downtrodden as she looked down from the cam while she shook her head. Dad sort of isolated himself from the world of the MBF since his retirement, since he found retirement to be rather difficult, and watching other people play his sport made him wish that he could get back in to it. As for Alister... well...<br>"No, as a matter of fact I haven't."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>27-06-2011, 23:30:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“Sorry, I didn’t mean to upset you,” Beth said, embarrassed. “Though I know that sometimes, when there’s distance in your family, you have to be the one to make the first move if you want things to change. It’s something to think about, at least.” She smiled weakly, hoping she was not just digging this hole deeper.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>27-06-2011, 23:34:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mira smiled through the comm at Beth, holding her tongue about the situation between her and her brother. As she was sure that Beth was well aware through her somewhat brief encounters with Alister, the man wasn't really very good at holding conversations, or portraying his thoughts and emotions to people. "I'll be sure to keep that in mind, Beth. Thank you." She wasn't sure if things would ever change between her and her brother, but it was nice to have one person who cared about her, well, one person who she kept up regular contact with anyway.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>27-06-2011, 23:41:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Arrow piloted the Gigas Rex into one of the free hangers that was available. The gigas moved in, then turned around, moving the tail so it would not hit anything vital around the area. He then made the Gigas lay down gently. After that, he one by one turned off unneeded systems He unstrapped himself and opened the cockpit. He got out and climbed down. He took a few steps back when he got onto the cement floor and looked over the main body. Quite a bit had to be looked over, but the shield generator needed to be fixed. This was gonna be a lot of work for just one guy.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>28-06-2011, 00:58:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Beth smiled back. “Hopefully I’m useful once in a while,” she joked. “And I hope you have a good day. Oh, and let me know if your sudden momentum leads to any new endorsement offers—I’ll let you borrow my lawyer to look over the paperwork, which should save you a fee.” 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>28-06-2011, 01:02:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mira laughed a bit louder, recalling Jess' words when the two had met about just how ideal Mira was for endorsement and the road to stardom. Something about her having weaknesses to overcome, and her cuteness. "Heh, right, I hear those are pretty handy to have around. Thanks a million Beth, for everything." Mira grew a bit more sentimental at that point, having had a few days to become more aware of just how much Beth was refraining herself for Mira's sake.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>28-06-2011, 01:41:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“No problem. Take care, Mira.” Assuming Mira has nothing further to talk about, Beth ends the transmission. She then took her MW off standby.<br><br>“Back to work,” she said to Mike over the SATCOM. “I’m going to run through the targets again, keep me posted on accuracy ratings.”<br><br>“Understood.” There was pause. “So, is there a second date? Not to pry or anything.”<br><br>Beth laughed. “Of course, you never pry,” she teased. “But yes, second date on Monday. Now seriously, back to work—those targets are mocking me with their unexplodedness.” Mike chuckled, and then Beth set the <em>Lissa</em> off at run, blasting with her railgun.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>29-06-2011, 18:19:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian took a deep breath as she stepped up to the apartment of the girl that she was attempting to court, well, apartment was far from the proper term for such a place. She was dressed in regular clothing, but she carried her running outfit and shoes in a duffel bag that she kept slung around her bag. Montresor had told her a few days ago that it would be a bad idea to try and plan anything with Anna before somewhere around the time of monday, but she figured that it never hurt to try. Besides, Jillian was still rather bothered about what Monty had told her during their little outing, something about how the two of them were actually some brand of criminal, and that Jillian shouldn't dig too deep into it.<br><br>Well, whatever, she'd work it out. Anna wasn't a bad person, there was no possible way that she was some kind of mafia boss or something outrageous like that. She knocked on the door, waiting for the purple haired girl to answer.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>29-06-2011, 18:29:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Since Jillian had never called to call off their plans or anything, Anastasia still expected her to be there and was already in her running shorts and shoes by the time she heard the knock on the door. When the purple-haired girl answered, she smiled quite warmly at seeing Jillian, happy to see her regardless of what Monty thought the case would be. "Hey, Jill. Come on in," she offered after seeing that the redhead wasn't in her running gear yet and figuring she didn't want to change out in the hallway. As expected, the penthouse she lived in was rather large and luxurious, with just the main room being a couple stories tall and having one wall as a massive window. Said room was decorated with dozens of pieces of art and keepsakes from other cultures, as well as a number of bookshelves along one wall containing a number of classics.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>29-06-2011, 18:33:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian's jaw hit the floor when she saw how luxurious that this penthouse was, and here Jillian was, thinking that she was moving up in the world when she got a little house all to herself. She collected herself quickly, looking around at all the different pieces of art, and strange keepsakes from cultures halfway around the world. Jillian stepped up to one in particular, tapping her finger to her chin. "Wow, Anna, you know how to decorate a place. I gotta ask, are all these from different places that you've been?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>29-06-2011, 18:40:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				After watching Jillian walk around for a while and look at her possessions, following a short distance behind, she smiled and shook her head at the woman's question. "I only picked up a few of these myself. A lot of them were gifts from my father. He travels a lot. Some of them are from when Monty travels around between seasons." She gestured up to a large, ancient-looking Roman gladiator shield hanging above a marble fireplace, one which was very difficult to tell if it was a replica or not. "He bought that when we went to Rome a few months ago. He always overspends on stuff like this."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>29-06-2011, 18:44:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian smiled and leaned against a wall, careful that she wasn't coming close to any kinds of priceless artifacts or lovely pieces of artwork. "Wow, I've got to say that I'm blown away, heh, the biggest decoration I've got at my place is a damn goldfish in the living room." She was very much male in that regard, as decorating the house with things wasn't her forte in the slightest. "Still, it must be nice to have a friend like Monty around, or, whatever the two of you are anyway."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>29-06-2011, 18:49:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia laughed a bit and nodded at each of her comments, not being too concerned about the redhead damaging any of the artwork since she was infinitely more lovely in her opinion. "So, do you want to change so we can start our workout? The bathroom's over there," she said, gesturing to a door in an alcove on the far end of the room. "Or if you want to just hang out for a while first, that's fine, too. Have you had breakfast yet?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>29-06-2011, 18:54:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian stretched her arms over her head, deciding to hang with Anastasia and learn more about her before dragging the other girl out on what would be one of the most miserable experiences of her life. "Actually, we could stick around your place for a little while before going out on our run, and no, I usually save eating until after I've ran."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>29-06-2011, 19:04:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia chuckled in embarrassment and blushed a little, remembering how her run a few days earlier had been affected when she decided to eat lunch in the middle of it. She ended spending the rest of the workout with a horrible stomach cramp that almost ruined it entirely. "Right, sorry, forgot about that." Since eating was a bad idea, she instead sat down on the velvety, sand-colored couch on the middle of the room so she could spent a little time talking with her date. "So, what have you been up to over the last few days?"<br><br>---<br><br>Jess hated that she had to attend a match so early in the morning, but at least it had turned out to be a rather entertaining one. Seeing the potential for another pilot who could become a pretty big deal if someone helped him along, she stopped by Arrow's garage as he was working on his repairs and looked over his machine, the impressive Gigas Rex. "You don't see many non-humanoid Mobile Weapons these days," she commented loudly enough for the pilot to hear, folding her arms over her chest as she walked closer to it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>29-06-2011, 19:10:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian sat down on the couch as well, though she gave Anastasia enough distance to where the owner of the penthouse would feel comfortable. "I haven't been up to all that much, really... Just work, oh, I did help out this struggling pilot, hung out with Monty a little bit, but all in all not very much, really. You?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>29-06-2011, 19:11:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Arrow was on the back, just below the Buster Cannons. That was the location of the shield generator module. It was rather disappointing as he looked over it. The casing was damaged and on of the machine gun bullets ripped right through. He would have to redo the whole unit. If he had the right parts. Maybe half a day or so. Then he heard the woman's voice, he jumped and CLUNK, he hit his head on the underside of the Buster Cannons. "Oww..." He muttered as he reached back and grabbed the back of his head, rubbing it. He leaned back to see the young woman. "Is that right...?" He called back rubbing his head. A piece of the generator in his other hand.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>29-06-2011, 19:33:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia thought about sliding closer after Jillian sat down and showing her she wouldn't be uncomfortable, but decided that she didn't want to be getting too comfy when they had only been on one lunch date before. After all, what kind of message would that send to a prospective girlfriend. "Not much, either," she confessed, not talking on the matter of Montresor's sponsor coming in. "Mostly just helping Monty get psyched up for his next match after that Pelletier woman destroyed Terror Grand. He thinks they're purposely setting him up with tough opponents who don't like him to get him out of the league."<br><br>---<br><br>The executive woman had to laugh a little when he jumped and hit his head, though she tried to stifle it. "Most pilots prefer the humanoid look because it's easier to relate to the controls and viewers can feel like the pilot has a closer connection with his machine that way. It takes a brave soul to step outside that box and do something strange like this," she said, looking over the massive machine. "You're Arrow Sanders, right, the new guy? I'm Jessica Redhart, head of Pilot Registration and Statistics."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>29-06-2011, 19:35:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian simply nodded, keeping her distance as well for very much the same reasons. "Yeah, he mentioned something about that during our little outing. Um, he mentioned something about you not being available at all until some time next week, I'm not intruding on much needed rest time, am I?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>29-06-2011, 19:39:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The purple-haired girl shook her head quickly, her face reflecting a little annoyance at Montresor for having told her that, though she couldn't hate him for looking out for her. "No, not at all! Actually, this is a much better rest from everything that's been going on than just sitting around this place would be," she assured, smiling lightly at the other woman. "Just don't worry about what Monty says. I can handle myself, you know."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>29-06-2011, 19:42:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, if you're sure..." Jillian wanted to ask her more about what Monty was so worried about, and everything that was going on around the two of them in general. It didn't take a master of psychology to realize that there was something just a little bit shady about their circumstances, but Jillian really liked Anastasia, and she didn't want to risk stepping on any sensitive ground by bringing it up on their second outing, she could live with the curiosity for a while longer. "Well then, you ready to go suffer through your first serious run?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>29-06-2011, 19:45:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia sensed a little bit of curiosity and the desire to pry from the redhead, but was extremely thankful that she kept her distance, at least for now. She was afraid letting too much of the truth out would ruin this for the both of them. Instead, she stood with a warm smile and offered her hand to Jillian. "Just don't leave me if I tire out and fall over, okay? Who knows what the creeps in this city might do with me."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>29-06-2011, 19:49:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian broke into a wide smile and gladly accepted the hand, squeezing it gently as she grabbed her bag to get changed. "I feel bad for whatever creep gets brave with you, Anna, you're in the company of 'the most rough and tumble woman in the MBF' according to some magazine I saw in the doctor's waiting room." She laughed and began to pull away from Anastasia, heading into the bathroom to change.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>29-06-2011, 19:53:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia giggled at the joke and went into the kitchen to grab a glass of water while she waited. She was really glad this was going well so far, though it mostly seemed to be because Jillian was very down-to-earth for someone who was quickly climbing to celebrity status. A lot of other women in the MBF she saw would probably have just gotten jealous and cold from seeing how she lived, but that definitely wasn't the case here.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>29-06-2011, 19:56:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian came out a few minutes later in a tank top, gym shorts, and a pair of running shoes in her hands, since she wasn't rude enough to wear shoes inside Anastasia's lofty abode. Jillian was a bit jealous of how luxurious that Anastasia lived, but Jillian had always been raised as a bit of a prude, she never spent money anywhere that she didn't need to, it came when you were born and raised in less then favorable conditions. She stretched her arms over her head, setting her shoes off to the side to do so. "Alrighty! You ready to get this started?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>29-06-2011, 20:03:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia sneakily tried to get an eyeful of Jillian's legs as she came out of the bathroom, wishing she could have a pair as long and sexy as that. From her point of view, the MBF pilot before her was far more beautiful, though she tended to greatly underestimate her own looks. "Ready as I'll ever be," she said with a grin, putting on her shoes in the apartment and heading out to the elevator. Deep inside, she prayed she wouldn't embarrass herself or anything by not keeping up for long.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>29-06-2011, 20:07:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian slipped on her shoes as well, and once the two were outside, Jillian started to move towards the gates. While Jillian didn't have the same complex about her looks, as she knew that she was rather pretty, her upbringing had prevented her from getting overly arrogant about it. She thought that Anastasia was beautiful, hell, one of the reasons she made first contact was through physical attraction alone. She jabbed her thumb out along the road as she moved towards it. "So, I did a little bit of scouting on my way over, and I saw a pretty good looking turn around point about three fourths of a mile down."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>29-06-2011, 20:10:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia looked down the rode Jillian had jabbed her thumb toward and nodded. She had managed to run about a mile or so the other day before she ate lunch and managed to ruin the rest of the workout, so she figured she could handle what the redhead was suggesting. "Lead the way, Jill," she said eagerly, stretching a little bit first.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>29-06-2011, 20:12:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian nodded, giving Anastasia the time to stretch before she started to move down the road at a relatively comfortable pace. She was holding back, so that she could run along side her companion and see just how fast Anastasia was capable of moving. She wanted the purple haired girl to dictate the speed that the two of them ran at, so that Jillian wouldn't totally wreck Anna about halfway through the run, if that.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>29-06-2011, 20:15:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=106394.msg4859426#msg4859426">Quote from: Revenent on 29-06-2011, 19:33:40</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">The executive woman had to laugh a little when he jumped and hit his head, though she tried to stifle it. "Most pilots prefer the humanoid look because it's easier to relate to the controls and viewers can feel like the pilot has a closer connection with his machine that way. It takes a brave soul to step outside that box and do something strange like this," she said, looking over the massive machine. "You're Arrow Sanders, right, the new guy? I'm Jessica Redhart, head of Pilot Registration and Statistics."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Aroow listened and then put the generator piece down and then moved to the leg of the Gigas and climbed down. He started to walk over to the woman. "It's not about the shape, but the bond. This machine to me is special. He's been with me as a kid. his design comes from the core life unit and armor plating we found in some ruins. This guys got a mind of his own. I rather give him no other form then what he is, but yes, I am Arrow Sanders. Pleasure to meet you, Lady Jessica." He said making a slight bow of respect when he was a few feet away from her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>29-06-2011, 20:19:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia was fit enough that she could keep up with Jill's pace pretty easily as they went down the road together; the main issue would be with endurance. She was already breathing a bit more heavily about half a mile in, but she was still relatively fine and managed to still keep pace.<br><br>---<br><br>Jess thought it was strange to see someone bowing in respect in this day and age, but didn't want to be rude and say anything about it. "Call me Jess. I don't let anyone call me Jessica," she corrected, patting him on the shoulder and moving past to get an ever closer look at the machine. "This thing really has a mind of its own? You mean it has an AI built in and everything?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>29-06-2011, 20:22:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian glanced back over towards her, speaking in between breaths once Anna's breathing became more labored about a half a mile in. "The trick is. To control your breathing. In for two. Out for two. Or three. Whichever is better. For you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>29-06-2011, 20:26:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=106394.msg4859626#msg4859626">Quote from: Revenent on 29-06-2011, 20:19:18</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Jess thought it was strange to see someone bowing in respect in this day and age, but didn't want to be rude and say anything about it. "Call me Jess. I don't let anyone call me Jessica," she corrected, patting him on the shoulder and moving past to get an ever closer look at the machine. "This thing really has a mind of its own? You mean it has an AI built in and everything?"<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>He stood straight up after she patting him on the shoulder and turned after she passed him. Though, he understood the correction. He cleared his throat. "I would not call it and AI, but it's close. AI controlled machines are slow and are clunky in machines like this... Not smoothe as this guy can. Highly responsive and intelligant. It's a pain as he wants to use certain weapons I don't. We have our dissagreements, but our talks are pleasent." He added, only sharing what he really knew. He knew nothing else about the mysterious core unit. "He's always ready to battle... He seems to love it. One of reasons I joined this whole thing." He added.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>29-06-2011, 20:29:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia nodded at the advice and focused on doing as Jillian suggested. Though the improper technique earlier had taken its toll, she was able to make it to the halfway point before she was having trouble breathing again, having to take heavier breaths inward to keep herself going. It was a cool morning, so she wasn't sweating too much, at least.<br><br>---<br><br>Jess turned to look at the pilot, finding the whole thing a little strange. She wasn't sure what he was talking about, or if what he was suggesting was really possible for a mech, but he seemed to be pretty serious about it. She was sure people at home would be really interested in an MW that was more like a pet or friend than it was a vehicle. "Does he have a name?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>29-06-2011, 20:32:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian hoped that Anastasia wouldn't notice just how easy this was of a run for Jillian, who was more accustomed to pushing herself a whole lot harder then she was right now. Still, a run was a run, and it was still good for her, and she had run three times prior this week, so taking it easy on the friday run wasn't really going to be all that detrimental to her. She slowed down when it was needed, and tried to do the best she could to encourage Anna to finish out the run, as stopping to walk and catch her breath was about the worst thing that one could do, it was kinda like giving up in Jillian's mind.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>29-06-2011, 20:37:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Arrow shook his head as Jess asking him that question. "No...Well, there was a name on the back of one of the ancient plstings on the leg, but... all it said was Giga... There was something before it, but it could not be translated because it was so worn out. So, I named the machine and it, Gigas Rex. He did not seem to mind. The only part thats custom and not from design are the Buster Cannons-Eagle. I needed a long range weapon and I found the spines on the back can be used to mount all sorts or weapons. The Buster Cannons have a recharge time though. Great power at a great cost... Ah, but I am rambling, Sorry, Lady Jess." He said, once again being formal and polite.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>29-06-2011, 20:42:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia was too busy dealing with her own weariness to notice how easy this was for her partner, but she didn't want Jillian to think less of her, so she pushed herself harder and managed to get through the rest of the run without having to slow down&nbsp; and catch her breath. She was gasping lightly by the time they reached her apartment building again, as well as sweating a bit, but it could have gone a lot worse in her opinion. "Not...too bad..." she stammered out, straightening up from where she had bent down with her hands on her knees.<br><br>---<br><br>Again, a strange story. The black-haired woman wondered if maybe he was just another performer like Montresor or the Sword of Justice who was making up a complicated background for his "character." Something worth looking into. "Just Jess. Gigas Rex, huh... You know, I can see you getting pretty popular with a machine and a story like this. Have you done any minor league battling before?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>29-06-2011, 20:52:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Arrow shook his head. "Nope, just the practice I got in my back yard. The cliffs and the wasteland proved to be perfect for testing. My actual combat experience came in todays fight. Oh, if you wanted to see the ruins. You should contact my dad. I come from the Desert continent to the south east. He has pictures before we dug it up. He started building it before I joined in to finish what he started. The only problem I've got with Gigas is maintainence. Either way, I am not here for glory. I am here for the fun and the prize money so I can help my dad survive and be around what my interests lie...machines." He added to have Jess get more of a read on him. He walked up to the Gigas and put his hand on his side. The Gigas let out a low growl and he begun to rub Gigas side a bit.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>29-06-2011, 20:52:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian lightly reached over and patted her back as the other girl gasped, a smile across her face as she took in a few deep breaths and wiped away the light sweat that had appeared across her forehead. "You did awesome for a first run, you should be proud of yourself."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>29-06-2011, 22:34:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jess was definitely finding this guy very curious. She was almost tempted not to believe his story just from how openly he was sharing it, as if he was making it up and trying to get it heard, but her instincts told her otherwise, and the promise of visual proof of the ruins was certainly a point in his favor. "I may have to do that," she said in regard to contacting his father, smiling as the machine responded to his pet like it was a real animal. Even if it was a trick, it was impressive robotics if he could make it act like that and be capable in combat at the same time. "You'll still want a bit of help if you're looking to land a sponsor, then. Have you had any offers?"<br><br>---<br><br>The less experienced runner looked up and smiled widely at the compliment, rewarding Jill with a kiss on the cheek once she was standing straight again. Her breathing quickly leveled out to be heavy, but relaxed. "Thanks. And thanks for going easy on me this first time. I'm sure someone with your jobs would rather get a good workout than waste time easing me into it."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>29-06-2011, 22:57:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=106394.msg4860259#msg4860259">Quote from: Revenent on 29-06-2011, 22:34:54</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Jess was definitely finding this guy very curious. She was almost tempted not to believe his story just from how openly he was sharing it, as if he was making it up and trying to get it heard, but her instincts told her otherwise, and the promise of visual proof of the ruins was certainly a point in his favor. "I may have to do that," she said in regard to contacting his father, smiling as the machine responded to his pet like it was a real animal. Even if it was a trick, it was impressive robotics if he could make it act like that and be capable in combat at the same time. "You'll still want a bit of help if you're looking to land a sponsor, then. Have you had any offers?"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>He turned and faced Jess. "I just got here. As soon as I came in and registered. I was put right into battle. I've not had time to do anything or hear from anyone... Much less fix a damaged component on the Gigas." He said answering her question about the sponsor offerings. "I have not even had a chance to see the sites. I've never been out of the desert..." He added. Inside, he was wondering how he was going to get the equipment to to help with the joints if they needed calibrating.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>29-06-2011, 23:17:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jess set her arms down and looked at him in shock. "You're kidding! You've been here a month and you haven't even bothered to go around and see the sights? This city's the best!" she declared, throwing her hands up. "You should definitely get out now while you have the time. Your next match shouldn't be for a week or two at the earliest, so you'll have plenty of time to fix the Gigas later. Besides, shouldn't you be celebrating your first victory in the league?" Once again, the executive may have been being a little forceful or even bossy about her opinion, but she did have good intentions. She didn't like to see a pilot wasting away in their garage all the time.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>29-06-2011, 23:24:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Arrow cleared his throat. "Umm, Jess. As I said, I just got here as I just came in this morning. I am a late entry. I had to cross the desert and go over a few mountains in the Gigas. He's not fast to be sure. I really want the sheild generator to be fixed before I do anything else. I just... Dunno if the parts and tools around here can be used by anyone." He explained again correcting her. Though, he did not seem bothered by her bossyness or her being forceful. He remained calm.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>30-06-2011, 00:28:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jess paused for a few moments in confusion. "Wait, that doesn't make sense. You can't register, have your MW tested and authorized, have a match set up, and fight that match all in the same day... You know what, nevermind. They must have put you through specially. But the point still stands that you should take a break now that you've one and get to know the city. But if you insist on fixing that shield generator first. I could probably help out a bit," she offered, secretly wanting to get a closer look at the mech as much as she wanted to help him out.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>30-06-2011, 01:02:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Arrow paused. "One moment." He went over to the head of his machine and climbed up, opened the cockpit, and came out holding a bunch of papers. He climbed down and walked over to Jess, showing her the papers. "the first set shows I called in for a spot a 2 weeks before a month ago. The rest shows that when I came into town at about 6 this morning, they did all the tests one after another and then the battle. It's been busy that I don't know what really happened, but it's official. Guess they wanted a backwater guy like me outta the way. Anyways, your free to help out. The generator is located just under the back of the Buster Cannons. You climb up to leg and look at the cannons, you'll see the panel open already. Was massing with it." He said, giving her permission to have all the looks and touches she wants on the Gigas Rex.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>30-06-2011, 03:02:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hey, I didn't say I didn't believe you!" Jess said defensively as he brought out all of the paperwork. "I was just surprised is all. Not many people get put through that fast." She then nodded as he continued on and went over to the side of the machine, carefully climbing up the leg and onto the back. She used the spines to steady herself as she moved along to the open he had directed her to, taking a peek inside. Luckily, a previous boyfriend of hers who was a pilot showed her a fair bit about mechanics, so she was fairly competent, at least when it came to repairs. She wouldn't be able to improve on anything, but she could put it back together.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>30-06-2011, 03:15:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Well, that could have gone better. He was not trying to offened her or anything. He went back over to the head of his machine and climbed up, opened the cockpit, and came out ,climbed down and walked over to the leg and climbed back up and walked over to Jess and got down on one knee. "As you see, one bullet sure did a number on it when it ripped right through it. The whole unit needs to be taken out and built from scratch. The casing could be reused for now if you all don't have the proper outer casing." He added pointing to the entry hold on the generator.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>30-06-2011, 03:21:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jess listened quietly to his explanation of the problem, which sounded like a rather big one. "So you have to replace the whole thing, huh? That sucks," she mused as she lifted herself away from the open panel and sat against the metal of the machine's back. "Well, if you're in a hurry, I can have them bring up the parts you need from our warehouse, or craft them if they don't have them already, if you don't mind them taking the cost from your paycheck. It's probably a little more expensive then ordering from an outside producer, but it sounds like you want this done quickly."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>30-06-2011, 03:27:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Arrow chuckled and then stood up and looked at her. "If it don't cost to use materials and tools. I just need a cutter, welder and the assorted parts and I can make it all myself from scratch. You'd be amazed at what both my father and I did from scratch...practically the whole thing from the designes we found in the Gigas rex core memory. Besides, I don't have any money on me." He shrugged, not really seeming to be bothered by that fact, but without money one cannot eat or do much of anything."but, if you can;t do anything, that's fine. I'll just have to see what I can do without a sheild." He added, seeming kind of carefree about it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>30-06-2011, 03:34:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ah, of course. Fresh in from the middle of nowhere, no sponsor, so he could he have enough money to buy parts directly from the league. Tilting her head back, she tried to think of a way to help out so he didn't end up like Moon Park, going into every battle with damaged or missing systems. "If you can really do it all from scratch, I'm sure I can get you into the custom parts shop for a while without anyone being too upset about it. We practically have too much scrap as it is, and most people would prefer to give the little guys a break so the league isn't totally ruled by the guys with the big sponsors," she told him, playing down the fact that she was basically helping him craft the parts he needed for free, even if some people wouldn't be happy about it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>30-06-2011, 03:57:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Arrow nodded. "I am used to working from scratch, but I don't want you doing any string pulling for me. I don't like being indebted to anyone. Nor do I like getting people uneasy. If it really is no problem, it would be appericiated.Well, if you say it'll be a few weeks till next battle, then if or when I get the prize money... I'll have to ration it... eat little and sleep in cockpit. Well, everyones gotta start some where." He said with a smile on his face. He did move to her side and went over to the Buster Cannons and opened up a panel. The meter was the charge meter. He was just cheching for any irregularities.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>30-06-2011, 04:12:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hey, it'll be no problem at all. I've pulled bigger favors for people with lower standing than you, so don't feel indebted or anything," the woman ordered with a smile. It was the truth, but she also felt confident that this particular favor would have good results. Pilots who had deeper connections with their Mobile Weapons and had an interest in something besides winning tended to do well, as she was also sure Mira would do. "Anyway, just let me know when you want to go down to the shop and I'll make a call. People usually stay out of my way around here, so it'll be no trouble."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>30-06-2011, 04:28:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He looked at the charge meter. Everything looked fine for the cannons. "That can be anytime really..." he said as he closed the panel and came back around to were the generator was. "I'd have to get this out so I can bring it with me. The parts have the numbers and such I would need." Then he got thinking and he did think a loud. "Right, some of the joints were hit so..have to check the legs.... then run a full systems check.. Shoot, I do hope I have some biscuits left... a guys gotta eat..." He said as he moved to the leg and climbed down, heading back to the cockpit. Not meaning to ignore her, but he had a bit of an unsaid dedication to the well being of the Gigas Rex.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>30-06-2011, 04:44:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jess watched him leave and head the cockpit curiously, wondering just what made this guy so dedicated to his machine. She couldn't think of very many cases where the pilot seemed to place his mech's well-being ahead of his own, but she could probably add another to that list now. Even Mira didn't seem to be that focused, at least from what she saw so far. "Do you want me to take the generator out?" she called after him, looking for something to do since she had to help get him into the custom shop anyway.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>30-06-2011, 04:56:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Arrow had climbed into the cockpit and was digging through some of the stuff he brought with him. As Jess called to him, he leaned out and looked at her. "Go ahead if you want. Just uncouple the connector and pull the levers to unlock the unit. there will be only 4 of those." He answered and then went back to looking through his stuff. He only had enough rations for 5 days. Plus, three of his romance novels his dad picked up for him. A nice passtime to be sure. "Don't worry dad... I'll make you proud somehow..." He said to himself. The Gigas would make another low growl. He reached out and petted the side of the Gigas's face. "We'll make it partner..." He said with a smile on his face.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>30-06-2011, 05:09:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jess nodded over to him and got to work, ignoring it when she heard some mumbling from Arrow and a growl from the Gigas up front. She was curious to learn how this unit could possibly think without he use of some sort of modern AI, but if he was being honest, and she could usually tell when she heard a lie, it was completely true. Shaking off the thought before it got to her too much, she performed the job and pulled out the generator, carefully hauling it down and looking for a way to get it to the floor without damaging it even more.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>30-06-2011, 05:27:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian waved her hand away to discard the idea that she was inconvenienced by taking it easy during her run with Anastasia. "Aw, don't you worry about a thing, Anna. I've been running since my early teens, taking it easy one day a week isn't gonna hurt me at all."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>30-06-2011, 05:33:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia smiled and leaned against the wall beside the door of her building, already having recovered most of her energy. "How many days a week do you normally run?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>30-06-2011, 05:39:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian moved herself forward and opened the door for her, happy that Anastasia seemed to have recovered most of her energy from the run. "Four, I always try to alternate days, so I run for one, off for one, run for&nbsp; one, off for one."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>30-06-2011, 05:45:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia thanked her with a smile and went inside, heading over to the elevator so they could head back up to the apartment. "I'm not going to through your schedule off if we do this every Friday, am I? Would you rather change the day each week?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>30-06-2011, 05:51:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian shook her head at the request, having already worked out an alternative plan to the one that Anastasia was putting forth. "Nah, I took yesterday off to run today, I can work out a new schedule that makes every friday a run day, that's no biggie."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>30-06-2011, 05:54:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, if you're sure..." Anastasia replied with an inflection of gratitude, stepping onto the elevator as it arrived. "Anyway, I'm really glad we get to do this. Gives us a good reason to spend time together at least once a week, no?" she said and smiled lightly, hoping she might get a real date out of the deal at some point.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>30-06-2011, 05:57:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian broke into a bit of a wider smile as the two made their way back into Anastasia's penthouse. "At least once a week, yeah, but if you're open I would love to take you out more often then that." She tilted her head to the side, deciding to put herself forward, if only just a little bit. "You're the kinda girl that I'd like to get to know, way my type."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>30-06-2011, 06:04:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia blushed a little at that last remark, not used to someone being so forward and interested in her. At least not a woman, anyway, and one who knew how to be forward at a good pace. "Any time you want to go out, just give me a call. You...seem a lot like my type, too."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>30-06-2011, 06:12:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian's smile widened at Anastasia's last remark, about Jillian being her type as well. Jillian took a seat, smiling over at Anastasia. "Ooh really, would you be willing to tell me what your type is, exactly?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>30-06-2011, 06:15:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia's smile widened just as much and she took a seat by Jillian, just a tiny bit closer than they were earlier. "It's hard to put that kind of thing into words, but I guess I like someone who's strong, honest, kind, and humble..." Really, she knew she couldn't figure out every little thing that made her like a person, but she had to sneak in some compliments when she had the chance.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>30-06-2011, 06:18:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=106394.msg4861970#msg4861970">Quote from: Revenent on 30-06-2011, 05:09:22</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Jess nodded over to him and got to work, ignoring it when she heard some mumbling from Arrow and a growl from the Gigas up front. She was curious to learn how this unit could possibly think without he use of some sort of modern AI, but if he was being honest, and she could usually tell when she heard a lie, it was completely true. Shaking off the thought before it got to her too much, she performed the job and pulled out the generator, carefully hauling it down and looking for a way to get it to the floor without damaging it even more.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>When jess managed to remove the unit, Arrow had climbed out of the cockpit and walked towards her. "Well, I got the systems all on full scans and I got enough for one biscuit a day for 5 more days. All good news and thank you for your assistance Jess. Really appericiate it." He said with a smile. he then would help her lower the unit anywere onto the cement floor.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>30-06-2011, 06:22:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian chuckled a bit, as she couldn't help but notice that Anastasia was sitting just a little bit closer to her now then she was before. "Oh, well if you really see all that in me, then I suppose I should just shut my trap and nod my head before you see my less favorable side."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>30-06-2011, 06:26:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia shook her head and scooted in closer. "I don't think you have a less favorable side," she coaxed, pouting her lips enticingly. Part of it was just to tease the redhead, though another part of her wanted to see if Jill would be so bold as to try and steal a real kiss.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>30-06-2011, 06:33:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian shook her head, having not looked directly at Anastasia when the purple haired girl said her piece. "No, you don't really get it, I can be-" Her head turned towards her, and she saw that absolutely adorable look in her eyes, the formation of her lips, and her newfound proximity. "er... huh?" She found her head naturally gravitating inward, though she didn't fully steal the kiss away.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>30-06-2011, 07:11:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia wanted to say something more to mess with her further, but her mind was suddenly quite a bit foggier than she remembered it being before. Since she found herself unable to wait for much longer, she leaned in quite a bit closer and put her face millimeters away from the other woman's, hoping Jill would get the idea.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>30-06-2011, 07:15:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian did indeed get the idea, and she leaned in the remainder of the way in, to press her lips fully against those of the other woman, shutting her eyes in the process. Her heart skipped a beat when it happened, and she prayed that Anna would approve of the kiss, though she was sure that the purple haired woman wouldn't have any troubles with it, since she had been the one to edge forward and give Jillian the idea, and suggestion, to bridge the gap.<br><br>......................<br><br>Alister was minding his own business, walking through the hallways of the grocery store that he favored in town. He didn't look it, but he was actually a pretty good cook when he had to be, one of the skills he developed from living on his own for a few years. Besides, his previous girlfriend was... far from gifted... when it came to culinary pursuits, so he had no choice but to pick up the slack.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>30-06-2011, 07:31:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia closed her eyes just before she felt Jillian's surprisingly soft lips pressed into hers. One hand instinctively come up to rest against the redhead's jawline, stroking it lightly with her fingertips while she kissed her back. Her heart skipped several beats. She felt lucky that the first woman she got to kiss happened to be one so beautiful.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>30-06-2011, 07:36:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Candice had gotten a text message from one her fans that none other than Alister Malrain was at a local grocery store. She would be seriously pissed off if this was some kind of joke, but she did not have any other leads on any of the good pilots, so this took priority.<br><br>“Hurry up, you clumsy ass.”<br><br>“Yes, Miss Fiedler.” Her freakishly tall cameraman Ted followed her out of the hovervan and into the store, holding a bulky holorecorder. He was also one of her fanboys, and therefore willing to work for peanuts. “But my van is illegally par—”<br><br>“Shut your fucking piehole, Ted—I’ve got better things to worry about than your creepy windowless van that totally doesn’t look like it belongs to a sex pervert.”<br><br>“But—” <br><br>“There he is!” she whispered fiercely. She ran up to her target, with Ted right on her heels. “Alister Malrain! How about a word, for the sake of all your devoted fans? How’s the first family of mechs doing?” She gave a friendly smile, though admittedly if he knew the first thing about her he knew her intentions were not benign.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>30-06-2011, 07:51:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian almost instantly started to apply a bit more pressure into the kiss, though she kept it low enough of a step up that hopefully Anastasia wouldn't be too scared away by it. Jillian loved the feeling of Anna's lips, and was already craving more of it. One of her hands went to hold the other woman's shoulders, while the other one remained on the couch, for now.<br><br>...............<br><br>Alister cast his gaze off to the side, recalling her as always doing her best to make an ass of herself while humiliating other pilots. He would have to be careful with his words around her, otherwise, they would end up mixed to the 9th degree, which was her specialty. With his hands in his pockets and his gaze turned away, he spoke in his usual calm and almost emotionless tone. "Family's doing fine, as I'm sure you know."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>30-06-2011, 07:55:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia shuddered after being surprised by how quickly the redhead got hungry for more, but she had at least a couple experiences from before to go off of, so she wasn't scared away by it. Instead, she tilted her head back and leaned in even further, giving Jillian more control over the kiss. Her hands, meanwhile, both came up to cup the woman's face.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>30-06-2011, 08:01:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				“Fine, eh?” Candice asked. “Must be an exciting time, with your sister bursting onto the scene with all the power and majesty of a wet fart.” Her smile turned wolfish, and she continued in a cloying tone. “Demolished in her first match, and then in the second one she squeaks by an old man in a crippled mech who kept hesitating out of what we have to assume is pity. After all, the alternative—some are saying that Mattias begged his old friend to go easy on his little girl—well, that would be even more devastating for you Malrains, wouldn’t it?” Match fixing—now there was a dream scandal. She had no real reason to think it was true, but that had never stopped her before.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>30-06-2011, 08:05:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=106394.msg4862244#msg4862244">Quote from: Orochimaru on 30-06-2011, 06:18:13</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">When jess managed to remove the unit, Arrow had climbed out of the cockpit and walked towards her. "Well, I got the systems all on full scans and I got enough for one biscuit a day for 5 more days. All good news and thank you for your assistance Jess. Really appericiate it." He said with a smile. he then would help her lower the unit anywere onto the cement floor.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>"Hey, no problem," she called down with a grin as she lowered down the unit, then climbed back down the leg of the Gigas. "Glad I could be of help. It's the new, unknown pilots like you that usually have a lot of potential, but need someone to help them out."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>30-06-2011, 08:13:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian gladly took the control that Anastasia offered to her. Her remaining hand snaked behind the other woman's back, as the redhead started to lay her down against the couch. Jillian was always a very forward and aggressive lover, but she really didn't expect that this was really going to go anywhere, Anastasia seemed a bit too contained to get undressed in front of another person after just a lunch and a run, and besides, Jillian did sorta want this to be a conquest of sorts, so that she could enjoy the fruits of her labor when she was finally able to harvest them.<br><br>....................<br><br>Alister shut his eyes and let out a little bit of a laugh at that statement, still not stopping his casual stroll down the street. He found it rather amusing that she was trying to get under his skin by bringing up Mira's 'victory' over Takashi, clearly, she didn't know him very well, or she'd have realized from the get go that she was just wasting her time with such words. "You say that as though her career somehow affects my own."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>30-06-2011, 08:29:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				“My, what a caring sibling you are,” she said, rolling her eyes. The camera would not catch that, but she hoped it would get under his skin a bit. “And dull as the day is long. I’ve got to say, Mattias Mark 2, you’re a big disappointment. At least your father had some personality. But it’s not your fault—I get the impression your sister is some kind of weirdo too. Must be bad parenting,” she said wistfully.<br><br><em>Fuck this mickey mouse bullshit,</em> Candice thought. <em>Go for the throat.</em> As always, her tone stayed mockingly playful and sweet. “Given that you’re so apathetic about her, I’m guess you’re not aware of Mira’s suddenly active social calender? Seen at a restaurant with Jareth Herman, and then the very next day she was at a ball with wealthy and emotionally vulnerable widow Beth Raines. Your little sister sure does get around, doesn’t she?” Candice gave Alister her biggest smile yet.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>30-06-2011, 08:36:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alister came to a stop and let out a sigh, a small indication that she actually got to him with that last series of remarks, though that small tip off was all that she was going to be getting out of him. He turned towards her, his eyes meeting hers and showing the same relaxed indifference that he was almost renowned for at this point. "Mira is a fully grown woman, what she decides to do with her social life is none of my business."<br><br>Alister was somewhat tempted to just leave it at that, but after a moment to think about it, he just tossed that idea out the window and decided to put on his boxing gloves. "You know, I'm sure there are far more productive things you could be doing with your time right now then spending fretting over how other people seem so fond of my sister. Then again, I suppose you would be the expert about knowing how well certain people 'get around', wouldn't you?" And there it was, Alister basically called her a whore, and there wasn't anything she could do about it, other then grin, bear it, and smile for the camera.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>30-06-2011, 09:04:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Candice was furious at the very slight reaction her best material got. <em>Is this guy a fucking robot or something?!</em> The mention that Candice herself was sleeping around got no additional reaction, however—she had never really made any secret of which men she was spreading her legs for. Hell, she bragged about the famous ones.<br><br>To a casual observer, it would seem that Candice was incapable of restraint in her in questioning. But now that she was so frustrated over not getting what she wanted out of him, what little restraint she did have flew out the window. “Oh, definitely an expert. But let me get this straight—you’re saying that it’s ‘none of your business’ if your sister is whoring herself out for spare mech parts to keep her pathetic, tattered dream of copying daddy and big brother alive? You wouldn’t lift a finger to stop it or help her? Fuck, even I’m not that dead inside, you incredible asshole.” Ted actually gasped at her comments—she reminded herself to rip him a new one later. And to heavily edit this footage.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>30-06-2011, 15:45:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia was a little nervous when Jillian started to lay her down on the couch, but she could handle that much at least. From what she had seen so far, Jill was very cautious and understanding when it came to her, so she was sure the redhead wouldn't try to go too much farther. Just in case, however, when she put her hands down on the woman's sides, she held Jill so that their bodies were just barely in contact instead of smashed together lewdly. Still, she didn't want to discourage her entirely, so she made sure to moan softly into her lips as a sign of enjoyment.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>30-06-2011, 18:09:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alister simply shook his head and resumed walking down the road, knowing full well that Candice was doing nothing other then making an ass of herself, and spewing out outrageous lies that nobody in their right mind would ever believe. Of course, maybe the occasional gossip monger would buy into it, but Alister simply felt bad for those people. "Clearly you have never met Mira in person, or you'd realize just how much of an idiot you sounded like by saying something like that." In truth, he was actually getting rather hot under the collar, but he always came off as rather emotionless, in instances like now, it played towards his benefit. However, there were a few times in the past where it had come back to bite him.<br><br>......................................<br><br>The hold on Jillian did help to settle her down a little bit, but the moan ensured that she would remain kissing her for a while longer. Once the two were fully laid down, and had a few seconds to enjoy this new position, Jillian's tongue cautiously slipped out and licked Anastasia's lips, asking for permission to enter as the redhead fell further into her passion, letting out a soft moan of her own.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>30-06-2011, 18:36:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=106394.msg4862711#msg4862711">Quote from: Revenent on 30-06-2011, 08:05:23</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Hey, no problem," she called down with a grin as she lowered down the unit, then climbed back down the leg of the Gigas. "Glad I could be of help. It's the new, unknown pilots like you that usually have a lot of potential, but need someone to help them out."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Arrow chuckled. "I am sure there are plenty of unknown pilots like that. Could be wrong as everyone is different. not only in appearance, but in goals. He merely added. "Just what I think. Anyways, lead the way. Sooner I get this finished, installed and done with Rex. Sooner I can start in readin one of my novels." He said with a smile. "By the way, how long does it take to get prize money for a low rank like he?" He asked as a last minute thought.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>30-06-2011, 19:15:43</strong>
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				If Anastasia had a little more control over her thoughts, she might have realized letting Jillian's tongue into her mouth would just make them both hotter and make it more difficult to stop things before they got to far. But she didn't realize that, and instead, parted her lips slightly to accept the other woman's, her own eagerly lifting up to wait for the contact. As she waited, her hands gave the redhead's sides a light squeeze and one of her legs brushed up against one of Jill's.<br><br>---<br><br>"Er, I'm not really sure," Jess answered as she led the way out of the garage, simultaneously taking out her phone so she could make the calls she needed to. "I don't pay much attention to that department, and there's a lot of factors that play into it." Hoping that he wouldn't press her further on the matter, she turned attention to her call and waited until a brown-haired man's face appeared on the screen. "Hey, Jake, it's Jess. Listen, I've got a friend here who needs to borrow the shop for a while to make some repairs. Not working on anything important right now, are you?"<br><br>"No, not at all, Jess." the man answered with sarcasm. "It's just the start of the season and we have over a thousand pilots who all want hand-crafted parts right away."<br><br>"So make them wait a little longer. It's not gonna kill them to have the parts a couple hours later," she retorted, heading into an elevator that would take them to the lower parts of the building. "Besides, if you help me out, I may be able to convince Tory to buy you that new model Champion precision laser cutter come next quarter."<br><br>Jake sighed at that and threw his hands up. "Fine, you can have the shop for an hour or two. Just make sure he or she doesn't break anything important or get caught."<br><br>"You give in way too easy, Jake," the executive teased as she hung up, glancing over at Arrow. "How long will it take you to make those parts you need?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>30-06-2011, 19:23:11</strong>
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				“Please. I’m sure plenty of random strangers know your sister better than you do.” Candice spoke her parting shot bitterly, with obvious resignation in her tone. She had pulled all the stops, and come up with no usable footage. None of this would even air. She stormed off, missing the apologetic shrug that Ted gave to Alister.<br><br>Back at the van, she found a police officer writing up a ticket. Ted accepted it with a dejected puppy dog look that just made Candice feel even more like shit. She missed the days when this sort of thing would not have gotten to her.<br><br>“How am I going to pay my rent?” he whined after the officer was gone.<br><br>“Oh, for fuck’s sake—I’ll pay for your stupid ticket.” She scanned the ticket barcode into her comm, then transferred the money. “Happy?”<br><br>“But my insurance will go up for sure,” he said apprehensively.<br><br>Candice made a sound of frustration that was practically a shriek before continuing. “Do you think I care about your stupid little peasant problems? Just get lost!”<br><br>Ted wordlessly packed his camera into the van and drove off. Candice signaled for a cab with her comm, and checked to see where she could get a drink. Two in the afternoon was not exactly a respectable time of day to get shitfaced, but Candice was feeling vaguely disgusted with herself and her life—throw enough alcohol at that problem, and it went away for a while.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>30-06-2011, 19:28:24</strong>
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				Jillian let out a surprised gasp at the contact between Anastasia's leg and hers, and she found it almost impossible to resist the urge to press her body down harder as her tongue worked it's way into Anastasia's mouth, licking across the rim of her mouth before finding it's home against her tongue. She put both of her hands on Anna's hips, squeezing them softly in hopes of quelling her growing urges, instead of fanning the other woman's flame.<br><br>......................<br><br>Alister watched the show out of the corner of his eye with an amused smirk, though he sort of pitied the woman, she had brought it all down upon herself. It was never too late for people to try and change, and the fact that she was acting like a sixteen year old when she was over twice that age was an indication that she didn't deserve anything better then what she was getting. He continued along the road, feeling more bad for the guy she screwed over then the woman herself.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>30-06-2011, 19:48:28</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=106394.msg4864241#msg4864241">Quote from: Revenent on 30-06-2011, 19:15:43</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Er, I'm not really sure," Jess answered as she led the way out of the garage, simultaneously taking out her phone so she could make the calls she needed to. "I don't pay much attention to that department, and there's a lot of factors that play into it." Hoping that he wouldn't press her further on the matter, she turned attention to her call and waited until a brown-haired man's face appeared on the screen. "Hey, Jake, it's Jess. Listen, I've got a friend here who needs to borrow the shop for a while to make some repairs. Not working on anything important right now, are you?"<br><br>"No, not at all, Jess." the man answered with sarcasm. "It's just the start of the season and we have over a thousand pilots who all want hand-crafted parts right away."<br><br>"So make them wait a little longer. It's not gonna kill them to have the parts a couple hours later," she retorted, heading into an elevator that would take them to the lower parts of the building. "Besides, if you help me out, I may be able to convince Tory to buy you that new model Champion precision laser cutter come next quarter."<br><br>Jake sighed at that and threw his hands up. "Fine, you can have the shop for an hour or two. Just make sure he or she doesn't break anything important or get caught."<br><br>"You give in way too easy, Jake," the executive teased as she hung up, glancing over at Arrow. "How long will it take you to make those parts you need?"<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Arrow picked up the generator and started to carry it as he followed Jess. "Only answerinf fair enough." Obviously not pressing the matter. She answered his question and that was that. She simply did not know and he was fine with it. He let the executive talk to the man. Though, when he was asked about the time. He went into thought. "Well, if I have everything nearby... Let's see, maybe 45 minutes for cutting and welding... Then an additions 45 to maybe an hour for the rest. At minimum, an hour and half. At most a few hours. I can do pretty good, solid work in a time limit. Another 15 minutes for clean up. Can't be disrespect ful. Hell, I can work for him for free as payment for using his shop. I would not mind." He said with a smile on his face. Showing gratitude. All in all, he was probably really an odd ball to Jess.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>30-06-2011, 20:05:20</strong>
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				"I'm sure Jake would appreciate that a lot, but I don't think it'll be necessary," the black-haired woman said with a chuckle. "Just do what you need to do and get out when you're finished. Sure, it's the busiest time of year for those guys, but two or three hours off won't cause them any damage." Sure, Arrow was a little odd in some ways, but so was she, and so were most of the people she met doing this job. It wasn't really that much of a change from the norm for here.<br><br>After a bit more walking, they reached the MBF custom parts shop, which was mostly empty of workers by now except for a few stragglers who were cleaning up before heading it. The shop had plenty of tools and metal types for making most of the parts pilots would have demand for, so it should have been fairly easy to repair the generator back to its optimal state.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>30-06-2011, 23:16:57</strong>
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				Arrow chuckled. "It's always a nice gesture to show the gratitude. words are one thing, but actions are what really brings talk to life." He said as they came up to the MBF custom parts shop. If anything, he was amazed at how high tech the tools and machinery was. not to mention all the parts available. He would definatly be done in the time limit. He took a bow at Jess. "Thank you for your assistance. I'll show you my gratitude one day...somehow. Take good care of yourself."<br><br>He turned away from her and headed to were the metal working tools were and would start in right away, not wasting anytime. He would be done within an hour and 47 minutes and for the remaining time. he cleaned up and tools and work areas he used and the scrap pieces he did not use would go back into their proper places. If Jake came in he would see that. Well, Arrow was happy anyways. He built the perfect duplicate and in record time too. Back home, he was using some very old tools and equiptment, so this made things go a lot better. Still, he wondered what to do with the old, broken generator...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>01-07-2011, 02:38:15</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=106394.msg4799131#msg4799131">Quote from: DemonWing01 on 17-06-2011, 18:55:32</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Julian sighed, kicking himself all the more for his rather idiotic statement. He should have thought a little bit more before he spoke, not everybody was as fortunate to be free of issues as Julian, minus a fear of crowds. "Yeah, it's a pretty relaxed place, I like it." Julian got out of the car and walked over to her side, figuring that the best thing to do at this point was just move on. "They make some awesome food here, too... Lunch is on me, of course."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>"Relaxed sits pretty well with me, could do with a bit of a break" She smiled, getting out of the car as he was coming around, she was still feeling a little bitter but decided to just get on with things, especially after he offered to pay for her. "Oh no no, I can't expect you to pay for me Julian, I would feel guilty" She giggled, putting her handbag over her shoulder, closing the door.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>01-07-2011, 02:47:28</strong>
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				Julian rose his eyebrow and shook his head, amused that she would try and turn down his offer to cover her lunch. "Oh, come on. I feel guilty enough for what I said a few moments ago, consider this my way of making it up to you, alright. This is really the least I could do." With that, he went inside, and the two were seated. "Besides, wait until you see this place, it's cheaper then most high end restaurant chains, and the serving size? Ooh, just wait till you see it, Ysena."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>01-07-2011, 03:41:06</strong>
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				Anastasia moaned sharply when their tongues made contact, rubbing hers back against Jillian's with a hint less subtlety than she would have thought was necessary. She couldn't help it; she had never been with someone so strong and so forward before (even though Jill was her first woman), and it felt amazing to give even a little bit of herself to someone who tried to treat her so well. The purple-haired girl wiggled her hips slightly when she felt the other woman's hands on them, but it was clearly to encourage instead of discourage.<br><br>---<br><br>Jess smiled and shook her head at his bow. "Take care of yourself too, and that dinosaur of yours," she replied, then took out her business card and flicked it at the back of his lowered head. "And keep in touch," she finished, then turned to leave the shop and probably head back to her office. The young executive felt good about this one. He had a very kind, self-accountable attitude that she didn't see the Federation life corrupting any time soon, meaning she could help him out without much fear of being abandoned as a friend once the money started rolling in. With Mira and possibly him on her "good outlook" line-up so far, this was looking to be a pretty good season.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>01-07-2011, 12:26:50</strong>
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				"If you say so... But I still don't quite feel right for making you pay for my meal purely because of a misunderstanding, its not like it was all that big anyway." She commented as she walked into the outside area of the restraunt, looking at the few customers that were here already, seeing for herself that Julian really wasn't lieing about the portion sizes, that steak looked bigger than her! "Well, I gotta admit I'm not all that hungry, but..." And just as if it was a irony, her tummy grumbled violently giving away her attempt to get away with a smaller and cheaper meal.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>01-07-2011, 15:51:05</strong>
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				Arrow merely took the old generator a part and seperated the undamaged and still good parts from the destroyed ones and put them all in the correct pile/bins whatever they had. He went back to the bench and picked up the generator. As heavy as usual. He walked up to the front desk were Jake was and told him a thank you and that he cleaned his work spaces and the tools he used. That seemed to put a smile on the guys face. He even offered to work for him for free as a show of gratitude for this. after that, he left and made his way back to the garage and gigas Rex.<br><br>Coming back into the garage, he smiled at his machine and went back to the leg, doing his best to climb it and bring up the heavy generator. Would have been easier if he had some rope, but he didn't. After awhile, he got it up and brought it over to the energy sheild components and installed it. Now, the sheild would be in proper working order. After double checking, he closed the panel and secured it. that too had a bullet hole in it, but at least the component inside worked.<br><br>Next, he climbed down the leg, went over to the cockpit and climbedup into the cockpit to check the results of the self tests he started. They were actually done. "Okay, so... All internal systems are good and in working order. Now, the joints... No internal damage but a self callibration would be recommended. Good enough." He pressed a few buttons to start the self calibration. All the joint covers started to spin, making a low humming sound. Witin 15 minutes, the self calibration was done and the system showed no problems. Very, very nice.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>01-07-2011, 18:15:38</strong>
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				Jillian found herself getting more and more turned on by this session, with the encouraging actions of the woman under her only egging her on into going farther with every passing moments. She had to actively fight the urge to reach up with her hands and play with Anastasia's breasts, a prospect getting more and more alluring with each passing moment. Nevertheless, the kiss went on, and Jillian squeezed her hips just a little bit harder then they were before, her own body started to shift around in the rhythm, as it got hotter with every passing moment.<br><br>....................................<br><br>Julian couldn't help but laugh at her stomach rumbling, and he came to a stop and put his hand on Ysena's shoulder. "Honestly, money is not an issue, you're not going to break my bank with just one lunch. So please just accept my offer and have a good time this afternoon, alright?" With that, the two were approached at their table by a decently cute waitress with an energetic smile. "Hey, Julian, first time I've seen you bring a girl around here." Julian found himself laughing even more. "This is Ysena Mors, she's gonna be a huge celebrity someday soon, so make sure she enjoys herself here, alright Rach?" The woman simply nodded and took their drink orders, leaving them alone after that.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>01-07-2011, 18:42:59</strong>
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				Ysena blushed a little as he put his hand on her shoulder, feeling a bit embarrased about the situation. She really didn't like the idea of people treating her, maybe just because she was used to fighting for her independance. "If your sure Julian, I just feel kinda bad that you'll be paying is all. Not because of the price but because of the principle." She let herself smile a little, she was never going to be a celebrity, she wasn't skilled enough to make the big leagues. Now she was just hoping she wouldn't let everyone down.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>01-07-2011, 19:04:37</strong>
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				Julian turned his attention towards Ysena again once the drink orders were made, and he couldn't help but notice that she was shifting around in her seat a little bit at the developments. Julian leaned forward onto the table, looking towards her with a gentle smile. "So Ysena, what would you like to do today after lunch? Are there any activities in particular that stand out in your mind?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>01-07-2011, 23:26:04</strong>
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				Ysena tried to settle down after she became the focus of the attention again. Not that she was opposed to it, but she wasn't used to it. I geuss she better since shes a MBF pilot now. "Well... I'm not really sure what we can do, I got a battle in a few days I think. No idea who my opponent is yet. But there was a bit of a leak that my match was coming up."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>01-07-2011, 23:27:10</strong>
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				Anastasia couldn't believe someone she had only had a lunch and a run with was getting this intimate with her, but she was desperately hoping one of them would have the sense to stop at <em>some</em> point, because it all felt too good to her. She let out a quiet squeak at the squeeze on her hips, pressing them upward instinctively for an instant before remembering to control herself and lowering them back down. As she went to try to put her hands on Jillian's back, her thumbs accidentally brushed against the sides of the other woman's breasts, making her pause shortly before continuing on and hoping the redhead didn't notice.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>02-07-2011, 06:26:16</strong>
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				"Huh, well it's good to know ahead of time that you're going to be fighting, so that you don't make any plans on that day, am I right?" As Julian was speaking, the waitress came back and delivered their drinks, Julian sipping on his own lightly and listening to whatever Ysena had to say.<br><br>..............<br><br>Jillian most certainly noticed when Anastasia's hands accidentally pressed against her breasts, something that made it even more difficult for her to try and contain herself as she continued the passionate love making between her and Anastasia. Through natural instinct, one of her hands started to slip in between Anastasia's legs, and started to rub against her inner thigh for a few seconds before Jillian snapped back to reality and came to a dead halt, as painful as it was. Her body was screaming for more, almost desperate to be satisfied, but she didn't know if the other woman was ready for such a step, and she recalled that&nbsp; she promised herself to take this one slow, and not regret anything later down the line. She pulled her lips back gently, breathing heavily before speaking. "I- I'm sorry, I guess I got a bit carried away."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>02-07-2011, 15:39:34</strong>
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				Anastasia was enjoying this so greatly that she almost didn't register how close the hand on her thigh was getting to her center, but her entire body tensed up when she did. At the same time she was loving it on wanting more, her good sense was telling her this was getting dangerously intimate. So, when that hand finally stopped and pulled away, her mind was both groaning with disappointment and sighing with relief. Still, she was proud that Jillian managed to pull herself away and smiled up at the other woman. "That's okay. We have to be careful how far we go, but we can still have a bit of fun. For example..." Half as a joke and half as a reward to the redhead for her incredible self-control, she suddenly shoved Jillian's face down into her own covered breasts, laughing as she did so.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>02-07-2011, 18:32:06</strong>
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				"I geuss so, but its only a leak that my match is coming up, there is no real awnser or time given to me yet. I'm pretty sure they would've given me some notice before my match right?" She smiled uneasy about the thought, taking a sip of her drink. A bit worried about who she would be fighting. "I would've liked to have been able to watch my bracket a bit more, so I knew what sort of people I would have gone up against, my Grandad recently lost his match to a newblood, so if they could beat him, then perhaps I'm not cut out..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>02-07-2011, 20:07:02</strong>
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				Jillian let out a little bit of a surprised yelp as she was suddenly shoved down into Anastasia's breasts, though she was most certainly wanting to take advantage of the opportunity. Her hands flew up almost instantly and started to grope the large breasts, as she was unable to resist the urge to do so when she felt how soft they felt against her face. She hoped that Anastasia wouldn't mind this, but she didn't give her enough time to sensor her actions before she was groping the other woman.<br><br>.........................<br><br>Julian shifted around in his seat a bit more with his gaze turned away, he wasn't able to really provide her with any kind of support on this front, not without putting his secrets at risk, anyway. There was a reason that the only time Julian took the battlefield, he was in a full flight suit with his face and voice completely cloaked, though the reason was so childish that he felt rather bad for keeping it a secret during times like this, when somebody could benefit from him exposing himself. Still, he reached over and gently put his hand over hers, hoping to alleviate her troubles the best she could. "You're not your grandfather, you're you. The only person that knows rather you're cut out for the MBF or not is you."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>02-07-2011, 20:21:28</strong>
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				The girl on the bottom gasped in shock at how quick Jillian was to start groping her through her thin T-shirt. This was almost farther than she wanted to go without getting to know the other woman better first, but she swiftly decided she was alright with it as long as she stayed above the clothes for now. It certainly helped that Jillian's strong fingers working her soft, sensitive, surprisingly large breasts felt mind-numblingly good and made her body writhe with excitement. Eager to repay the other woman's actions, Anastasia lifted Jill's head back up to kiss her again while she was groped, her hands than sliding down her back before stopping on her rear and giving it a squeeze.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>02-07-2011, 23:18:10</strong>
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				Ysena noticed that Julian was starting to get uneasy, so she decided maybe it would be best for her to lighten up. "I geuss your right, after all, I'm the grandaughter of Takashi-sensei and he trained me as best he can, so there can be little doubt I will be good... Since its in my blood and all" She smiled as best she could, hiding her own uneasyness.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>03-07-2011, 01:57:42</strong>
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				Jillian let out a bit of a yelp as Anastasia squeezed her rear, and she once again forced herself to slam on the breaks, though it was a bit less obvious this time as she only broke the kiss and rose her head by a centimeter, but continued to grope Anastasia's chest while she spoke. She found that she loved playing with the orbs, they felt so nice in her hands that the redhead didn't want to let them go for anything. "Oh Anna, I don't know if I can hold out much longer." Her breathing was heavy, her chest was heaving, and her voice was dripping in growing desire.<br><br>...............................<br><br>It was about that point that Julian started to put all the pieces together in a realization. Her grandfather was a veteran of the MBF, was recently beaten by a newcomer, and then the name. His eyes widened a little bit, more out of surprise then fear. "Wait, do you mean Takashi Fujin? That guy was a borderline legend back in his day." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>03-07-2011, 02:14:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia trailed up after Jillian's head instinctively for an instant when she pulled away, almost as if their lips where magnetically drawn together. Only after a second did she lower her head back down and open her eyes, looking up into the redhead's own while her hands stayed on her backside. She found it incredibly firm and hot to feel, especially beneath those little running shorts of hers. "D-do you think we should stop?" she asked with a hitch in her breath, though she didn't know if her body could even stand that. Jillian made her feel better than anybody else ever had with so few touches, and the desperate look in her eyes begged for more.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>03-07-2011, 02:49:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ysena giggled, her grandpas reputation preceeded him yet again. Which gave her a thought on if hers would ever be like it. "Yet thats my grandpa, Soldier of honour. I'm really proud of him, and hope I can at least be even the slightest bit as great a pilot as he was." She smiled, taking another sip of her drink.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>03-07-2011, 05:03:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian's breathing didn't get any slower as she looked into Anna's eyes, those massive pleading orbs almost begging for more on their own. Jillian clamped down on her lower lip, sure that she was eventually going to regret what was about to happen between the two of them, but sometimes, the need of the body outweighed the need of the mind, and this was one of those instances. Her self restraint was all used up, and she started to sink back down into her desire. "I really don't want to." With that, her lips were on Anna's again, kissing her passionately as her hands continued to grope the large chest of the woman that she had grown so deeply fond of.<br><br>.......................<br><br>Julian smiled, relaxing in his chair a bit more. "Don't worry about it, I'm sure that someday you'll be just as amazing as he is. After all, greatness runs in the family, right?" With that, the waitress came back to take their orders, and Julian turned is attention towards her long enough to tell her what he wanted before his gaze was returned towards the girl that he was treating. "So anyway, how did he take the loss to that newcomer you were telling me about?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>03-07-2011, 05:46:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia didn't have the time to say she didn't want to either before the other woman's lips captured hers again, her gorgeous, deep blue eyes falling shut in a state of pure bliss. Her arms soon grew weak with how much Jill's hands were affecting her body through the mounds on her chest, her own hands having to leave the woman's backside and settle for lightly holding onto her waist while Jillian took command of her soft frame. Somewhere deep within her mind and heart, she pleaded herself to stop it all before Jill ended up thinking less of her and she ruined the relationship they had the potential to develop, but her body was having none of that. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>03-07-2011, 19:28:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"He was a little sour about it for a while, but I think thats mostly because hes coming to realise he should be retiring soon. But he's in high spirits all the same, he was bested on the battlefield. Thats all he see's it as, can't win them all after all, I just hope I can keep the legacy going" SHe giggled, speaking to the waitress to order her modest lunch.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>03-07-2011, 20:36:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian was also completely engrossed in the moment, as she started to kiss Anastasia more and more passionately, the groping of her chest getting progressively more intense until she eventually removed her hands from the mounds for long enough to slip her hands under the thin running shirt that she was wearing, gripping&nbsp; the bare skin underneath and letting a soft moan slip from her lips at just how good they felt in Jillian's hand, how soft they were, how well they molded to her grip as she squeezed them passionately. Her body began to get hotter at a much faster rate, and she began to shift around on top of Anastasia, grinding their bodies together a small bit.<br><br>.................................................<br><br>Julian nodded, listening to her talk about the mindset that her grandfather was in after the loss. "Well, it's nice that he can take it so well, and again, I'm sure that you'll do fantastic out there. Hey, you've got one fan, at least." Julian chuckled gently, not really surprised that she would try and order a modest lunch. Before the waitress had a chance to walk away, Julian rose an eyebrow at her. "You sure that's all you want? Money's not a real problem with me, you don't have to hold back on my behalf."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>03-07-2011, 21:01:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anna gasped against the woman's lips as her hands went under her shirt and groped at her bare chest, her back arching and writhing all the more now that she could feel Jill's fingers directly as they squeezed her breasts. Instead of making any effort to stop at all, she found herself, grinding back up against the other woman and shifting the bottom of her shirt upward to make it easier for Jillian to grope her, her own hands holding onto her head as she kissed her even harder than she already was. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>03-07-2011, 21:51:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Nah thats more than enough for me I promise" She smiled, blushing a little about the idea of having a fan, how many would she have by the end of this, not that it mattered, all Ysena cared about for now was paying for her medication and doing her grandpa proud, she will do well. "What about you, it didn't sound like your getting a lot either though, a cheeseburger and some fries for me is plenty."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>03-07-2011, 21:56:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As Anastasia got more passionate about the events unfolding around the two, so did Jillian. She eventually started to lift up on the shirt to remove it completely, while one of her hands descended between the other woman's legs, sliding between her thighs without any restraint this time as she pressed it up against her womanhood, still blocked by both running shorts and panties. Still, judging from the rate that the two were going, one had to question how long it would remain that way.<br><br>................................................<br><br>Julian shifted his gaze away with a light smile, inwardly relieved that he had been able to save the date after that rather dumb comment he had made in the car. "What? A steak and fries doesn't sound like a lot to you? Well, like I told you before, just wait until you see the serving sizes, even your burger is going to be kinda absurd." He looked back up towards her, his gaze getting a bit more affectionate. "Anyway, if you're sure that's all you want, then I suppose I should be thankful. Most girls I know would try and break my bank if I gave them an offer like that... I should take you out more often, Ysena."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>04-07-2011, 04:23:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia couldn't help but blush as her T-shirt came off completely, leaving her half-naked beneath the beautiful hometown celebrity that was passionately groping her. She didn't have the time to focus on that, however, as the other hand pressed up between her legs and made her gasp sharply with the sudden contact. It didn't seem unwanted, though, since the purple-haired girl started grinding her lower half up toward Jillian's palm, her own hands coming up to squeeze the redhead's breasts through her shirt. "Maybe we...should go to my bed..." she whispered up to her, looking up at her eyes even with everything that was happening down below.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>04-07-2011, 19:06:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Then why are you worried about me not having a lot" Ysena winked. Truth be told she saw the size of the burger and fries on somebody elses table before they sat down. But she wasn't going to give away that little detail. "Your a really nice guy Julian, why would I try to "break your bank" as it were, its not like I'm a footballers wife" She giggled. She was making her own way in life, not relying on somebody elses talents and efforts.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>04-07-2011, 21:37:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian was deeply lost in the passion that Anastasia was so happily returning with her grinding and her kissing. It only got more intense when Anastasia's hands met Jillian's breasts, which inspired Jillian to let out a sharp moan and grind herself up against Anastasia heavier. She looked down into her eyes when Anna made the suggestion that the two made the shift over to the bed, and she nodded very swiftly. "Yeah... yeah let's do that, bed sounds great right now." With that, she started to stand up, though she didn't let go of Anastasia the entire time as she moved the two of them to the bedroom. Once the two of them were there, Jillian pushed Anastasia down on the bed, kissing her even more passionately then before as her fingers started to play with the elastic line of Anna's shorts.<br><br>...........................................................................<br><br>Julian chuckled as well, blushing a little bit when she complimented him. "Oh yeah, I'm totally gonna take you out more often." With those as his last words, the restaurant showed off how expedient their process was, as two meals were planted down in front of the two of them, and Ysena would discover that her burger was just as massive as the one that she had passed on the way over, and it looked positively delicious.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>05-07-2011, 04:24:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia started to grip, rub, and squeeze the pilot's breasts more eagerly when she felt and heard how she responded to it, not even letting go as she was half-carried to her bedroom, kissing the other woman's neck as they went while whispering where to go in her ear. While it didn't have all of the beautiful artwork and artifacts the main room had, it was still nicely decorated in a classical manner, with plenty of white and beiges to contrast with the black bed frame, tables, and dresser, the latter of which had a large mirror that would give them a nice view of themselves together if they looked over. Giggling as she was pushed onto the bed, which was queen-sized and gave them plenty of room to work with, the violet-haired girl returned to the kiss just as passionately and even unconsciously spread her legs a little, having lost all of her control to Jillian's touches. When the woman went for her shorts, she moved her hips around as if to help her get them off.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>07-07-2011, 00:14:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ysena looked as the food was delivered. The sheer sight of it caused her mouth to water, it looked ever so tasty. She looked back at Julian for the moment "Thank you for the food" She smiled, before picking up her burger and taking a small bite out of it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>07-07-2011, 00:23:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Once Anastasia was completely undressed, Jillian went to stripping off her own clothes, the process of undressing herself going considerably faster since she was able to speed things along as much as she liked. It only took a few moments after that before the redhead was completely nude, and pressing down harder against Anastasia. Their bare bodies making contact with one another caused Jillian to moan out in delight, and grind just a bit harder then before, her hand once again slipping between Anastasia's thighs to play with the lower lips that laid between them. There was no longer any part of Jillian's mind that thought of this as wrong, or bad. All of it had been washed away due to her own desires, as well as the approval that Anastasia had already shown concerning what was about to happen.<br><br>..........................................................<br><br>Julian smiled, watching her eat her first bite before he started to cut into his steak, taking a slightly larger bite then the one that Ysena had taken from her burger. He glanced back up at her after a few moments, smiling lightly. "So, what do you think? Is the food here awesome or what?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>07-07-2011, 00:31:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Its simply delicious" Ysena grinned cheerfully, although anything would most likely be delicious to her after spending so long on her own cooking. Taking another bite out of the burger she looked at the waitress, and giggled a little to herself. "I think the waitress has a crush on you" She winked. Enjoying the food. Even though she was feeling a little light headed, she just put it down to the hunger being sated.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>07-07-2011, 00:34:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian tilted his head gently and smiled at her when she talked about how the waitress likely had a crush on him. "you think so? Well I feel kinda bad for her then, because I've sorta got my eyes on a different girl right now." He took a break from his lunch in order to say that, and as such, he remained oblivious to her potential lightheadedness.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>07-07-2011, 00:39:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh really? Who is the lucky girl? I bet its someone nice and rich right?" She giggled, kind of assuming that social class would go for someone of a similar social class. Digging deeper into her burger, unable to prevent herself from enjoying each morsel of meat and bread it contained. Her pupils dilating a little but still just eating her food with no other noticable differences in her appearence.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>07-07-2011, 00:42:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian smiled and returned his attention towards his lunch for a few moments with a light chuckle before looking back up. With his head still down to hide the light blush that was starting to appear across his face, he spoke to her again. "Oh yeah, she's nice alright." He looked back up towards her, intent on moving further forward with his statement, though his eyes grew concerned when he noticed that her eyes looked kinda funny. "She's- Ysena, are you alright?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>07-07-2011, 00:48:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Aww thats really nice" She giggled, letting him continue with his comments about this girl, she was really curious as to who it is. But his next comment made her curious a little. "Huh? What do you mean Julian? Hmm... A little light headed maybe, but I'm sure thats just because I am eating some good food for a change."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>07-07-2011, 00:53:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian smiled gently, if she said that she was alright, then he supposed that there wasn't anything to worry about. "Alright then, if you're sure." He settled down and took a few more bites of his steak. "So anyway, Ysena, would you be okay with the idea of having me take you out for lunch and stuff more often? I, um, I really like you. I want to get to know you better." He shifted his gaze back up towards her once he was done, wondering what she would say in response to him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>07-07-2011, 01:00:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh sure I would really love that, you are a awesome guy to be around Julian" She smiled in response. Not wanting to worry him at all, even though her vision was slowly beggining to blur, figuring a drink would help her she extended her hand over to her glass, her hand trembling weakly, going a colour much more pale than the rest of her body.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>07-07-2011, 01:06:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia had no qualms with ogling the other woman as she stripped right in front of her, surprised with herself at how easily she was getting into the idea of being with another woman. She took in quite an eyeful of the redhead's breasts, stomach, thighs, and nether regions before she was quickly pressed onto her again, grinding back up against her to create a burning friction between their bodies that made her feel like she was burned, but in a good way. She was just starting to kiss the side of Jillian's neck when felt the fingers touching her bare womanhood and gasped out loudly, writhing and arching her back much harder than before. The less experienced woman had only ever gone all the way with someone twice before, and she had never even thought about going with a woman until Jillian asked her out, so she was basically as knowledgable as a virgin in this instance. She didn't know if what was happening was bad for their relationship, just that she hoped Jill would go easy on her, but not <em>too</em> easy.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>07-07-2011, 01:09:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Okay, that was it. The first time that the two of them met, it was because Ysena was on her knees, in the middle of a violent attack of some kind. Julian noticed that her hand was shaking, and that her eyes were even more distorted then before. Even with his lunch only half eaten (which was still plenty to fill him up for a while), Julian rose from his chair and moved over to her, draping his hand around her shoulder as his other hand rested on top of the one that was extended, shaking. "Ysena, we should get you somewhere where you can lie down, you're not looking too good right now."<br><br>........................................<br><br>Jillian grinned at the way that Anastasia grinded under her, the heat coming off her body was almost unbearable for the redhead. She leaned in and kissed her passionately, determined to put Anastasia through the ropes, and seeing just where her threshold was as far as being able to endure moments like these. Jillian was most certainly not going to be doing anything painful, lord no, but there was a fine line that Jillian had to find, since she didn't want to shove Anastasia over the cliff on their first outing. Her middle finger began to tenderly penetrate Anastasia's lower lips, with the thumb quickly finding her clit and brushing across it gently.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>07-07-2011, 01:20:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anna closed her eyes as they once again returned to kissing, glad her mouth and tongue still hadn't gotten tired with as much of it as they had been doing. Her eyes then shot back open and her hands came up to hold onto Jillian's shoulders for an anchoring point as the finger went into her, the thumb on her very sensitive clit make her buck upward and whine with pleasure into the other woman's lips. Her inexperienced folds were still pretty tight from not being used much at all as Jill would notice, but she was broken in so the pilot could go pretty far with how much she wanted to make Anastasia scream.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>09-07-2011, 12:00:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ysena blushed a little as Julian moved over to her, was he really so close? She felt as if her body was flushed with heat, but her energy was disapating rapidly, but through pride she attempted to soldier on through it. Hoping the episode would pass. "Its ok, I just need a miniute to..." Before she could finish the sentence, Ysena's world went black unable to hold back her episode any longer.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>10-07-2011, 00:48:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian was more then happy to continue on pleasuring Anastasia, causing her to scream in pure bliss with the redhead's efforts. Jillian hadn't snapped a hymen on her way in, so she knew right off the bat that Anastasia wasn't a virgin, but still, judging from just how tight her folds were clinging, and how much she was moaning in delight, it was evident that she didn't really get used for that much action. That was a relief to her, but it also made her feel somewhat guilty at the same time, guilt that was quickly smothered away as she continued to do everything in her power to make Anastasia let out more of those wonderful sounds. Her free hand reached down and latched firmly onto one of Anastasia's breast, squeezing it tenderly. "Mmm..."<br><br>.........................<br><br>"Ysena? Ysena!" Julian ensured that the fall to the ground was as gentle as possible as the girl suddenly fainted against him. Of course something like this was possible, Ysena was sick, still, Julian felt pretty lousy that he hadn't noticed sooner that something was wrong with the girl that he was supposed to be taking out. Rather she was conscious or not, Julian would pick her up and take her back to his car, after promising to the waitress that he'd come back later and pay. After all, he was a regular here, the staff knew his face better then anybody. If she was conscious and in pain, Julian would lay her in the back seat and squeeze her hand, trying to provide as much comfort as he could. If she was unconscious, he would still lay her in the back, unsure of what to do or where to go. He could take her to the hospital, but that could just be a waste of time if all she needed was some rest.<br><br>After a few seconds, he searched for her phone, and decided to call the one person who he was sure knew what to do, her grandfather, that she had mentioned.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>10-07-2011, 06:11:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				For some reason, Anastasia almost felt a little guilty for not being a virgin for the other woman and being "fresh," but if she had, then she wouldn't have been nearly as okay with hooking up with her now (even if she wasn't going to feel as good about it later). Still, she was so completely inexperienced that practically the only difference between her and a real virgin was the pain she would have had to go through at the start. Instead, she was able to enjoy the redhead's actions to the fullest, letting out cries of ecstasy either into the woman's lips or the open air, whichever one happened to be around her mouth at the time. She shuddered when her breast was squeezed, but that was just another drop in the ocean of intense feeling the redhead was bringing out in her. Unsure of what to do with herself while this happened, she settled for reaching up to latch her hands onto Jill's breasts and alternating light squeezes of them, her attention mostly directed elsewhere.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>15-07-2011, 15:43:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It didn't take long for Ysena's grandpa to arrive down at the cafe, a stern but worried look on his face, the phone call lasted only a few seconds before he rushed to her. "Ysena, Darn it girl you stopped taking your medication again!?" He growled. Knowing that she couldn't hear him anyway. "You lad, your Julian right? How long has she been like this?" Although there was gratitude in his features, his disaplined posture gave him a intense aura of athority. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>15-07-2011, 17:40:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian was more then happy to accept anything that Anastasia did to return the strong passion that she was receiving. The feel.of the purple haired girl's hands on her breasts was enough to make Jillian moan out verbally, as her mounds were actually much more sensitive then she normally tried to let on. Already, Jillian was trying to find any soft spots on the insides of Anastasia to make the moans even louder then before.<br><br>.............<br><br>Julian stayed by Ysena's side the entire time that he was waiting for her grandparents to show up to help her. Fortunately, they were quick to arrive on the scene as Takashi Fujin emerged from an oncoming vehicle, and came over to Julian's car. Julian was far too busy worrying about Ysena's health to be star struck, and besides, he actually battled against the veteran many times in past seasons, though nobody knew it was him. "About fifteen minutes. We were just eating lunch, and she collapsed."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>15-07-2011, 21:47:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia heart warmed and a smile forced itself onto her face from Jillian's moan. It made her happy to repay at least a little bit of the wonderful feelings she was receiving, even if there was only so much she could force her body to do right now other than squirm around in euphoria. She eventually managed to lift her head up to suck on one of the large, glorious mounds hanging from the pilots chest, assaulting her nipple with her adventurous tongue and letting her moans and cries, which grew louder as Jillian grew more impassioned, reverberate through her nerves. In a couple more minutes, it all became too much and Anna had to let go, arching her back hard and crying out as her walls quaked and released her climactic juices onto the woman's fingers.
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				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>17-07-2011, 02:28:31</strong>
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				"She was eating!? damn it, Julian we need to get her to the hospital pronto, we have no idea if that food is trapped in her wind passages. You did the right thing calling me lad, I'm happy Ysena has finnaly made a friend here. But we best get moving, I think my car is probally faster so I'm gonna get her going now, follow if you want" He said sternly, there was no room for arguement with him, lifting Ysena up and putting her laying down in the back of his car, driving off with full acceleration.
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				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>17-07-2011, 02:39:56</strong>
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				Jillian got more and more intense progressively with each action that Anastasia did to try and return the feeling of what was happening to her. The moment that the other girl's tongue made contact with the redhead's nipple, Jillian let out a loud cry and jabbed her fingers into Anastasia's folds as deep and as forcefully as she possibly could, though she was able to settle down after that a bit more. When Anastasia finally finished, Jillian withdrew her fingers, keeping one of her hands on Anastasia's shoulders while the other girl settled down. Her own body was still blazing like an inferno, but if Anastasia was too tired (or too ashamed) to keep going, then Jillian would stop. Admittedly, it would be reluctant, but she would anyway.<br><br>..............................<br><br>Julian didn't even think twice as he followed behind Takashi, who was taking Ysena to the hospital. Of course, since his car wasn't the one who had an unconscious girl who could or could not be dying in the back, he was required to obey all of the road rules, which got him to the hospital a solid twenty five minutes after the first car arrived. He figured that his delayed arrival was likely for the best though, he wanted to give Takashi enough time to ensure his granddaughter was safe before he, as the potential boyfriend, arrived to have a more civil conversation with him. He stepped up to the old man, if he was out in the open, and asked him how Ysena was doing. Otherwise, he would ask the receptionist about it instead. 
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				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>17-07-2011, 15:38:17</strong>
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				As the strategist rode the high down from what was easily her best climax yet, her opportunity to recover was interrupted by a jarring realization of what they had just down. She looked up at the woman on top of her, one whom she liked quite a lot, but just barely knew, and who would now definitely think less of her for giving it up so easily. Unless she had just been looking for physical gratification from the start... "I'm sorry, we shouldn't have down that..." she whispered shakily, lifting her arms up to cross over and cover her breasts while her thighs came together tightly. Jillian's prospect of having her actions reciprocated was faded almost completely, but now there were worse things to worry about as well.
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				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>19-07-2011, 14:37:41</strong>
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				Takashi was waiting out in the waiting room when Julian walked in, he looked more releived than worried so would be easy to tell that Ysena was in no danger. "She'll be fine, its a fairly nasty drawback after she stopped her medication. I think she was storing it ready so she would have enough when she battles. I do wish that girl would've told me she was short, she's so stubborn about her independance. But I got to admit, in her position I would most likely do the same." He smiled at Julian, just slipping in a hint or two about how to deal with her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>19-07-2011, 15:45:08</strong>
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				Jillian was a bit thrown off when Anastasia started to sober up and think.of their actions as a mistake. However, Jillian's own body was still scrambled and lost in passion, while her body still came off as an inferno. Instead of doing the sensible thing and backing off, Jillian leaned in and kissed Anastasia's neck, well beyond hope of collecting herself before the damage was done. "C'mon, there's nothing wrong with it. You just need to relax and have some fun." She was nothing short of oblivious to just how uncomfortable and ashamed of herself that Anastasia had become.<br><br>......................................<br><br>Julian sighed in relief when the man said that she would be okay, though the subtle hints on how to handle Ysena didn't go unnoticed. He scratched the back of his head as he laughed lightly, figuring thatsuch words indicated that the grandfather was okay with him attempting to date the girl. Still, he had bigger concerns on his mind. "Well, it's a relief that she's okay, any idea how long she's gonna be out?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>19-07-2011, 18:45:40</strong>
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				Anastasia shivered as the redhead kissed her neck and tried to turn her body away from her a little in response. The way Jillian had said what she just said gave her a bad feeling that the pilot wasn't here for much more than just this bit of "fun," but she she suppressed the fear for the hope of there being something more. "It's not just 'having fun' to me. I take this seriously. I don't like doing this with someone unless I really know and trust them," she shot back, blaming herself more than Jillian for going too far. She just hoped the other woman wouldn't get mad that she was the only one that got release.
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				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>24-07-2011, 14:07:58</strong>
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				"They said it will most likely be a few days until she will be out of her coma, her body needs time to recover and reboot itself. I've paid for some extra medication to be delivered to her so she will stop fretting over her next match. It's no good her saving her medication if shes not concious to use it" He grumbled. His eyes skirting over to all the elderly in the area. With a deep sigh, knowing that he would sooner be dead than be one of the helpless elderly. "So lad, how did you meet my grandaughter? She hasn't mentioned you at all but I havent seen her for two weeks."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>24-07-2011, 18:34:36</strong>
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				Jillian let out a bit of a whimper when Anastasia turned her body away, her mind was still far too clouded for her to try and regain control of herself before diving far off the deep end. She was starting to regain just a little bit of control, and her mind was starting to clear a little bit, but it wasn't quite enough as she leaned in and kissed Anastasia's cheek. "Ain't nothing wrong with it though, you just gotta... gotta..." Jillian started to realize just how reluctant Anastasia was, just how much of a shell she had dropped into as Jillian had gotten all kinds of assertive and forward. "... Oh."<br><br>..................................<br><br>Julian sighed and sat down, relieved that she was going to be okay, but the thought of her being out for multiple days was rather disheartening to him. "Well, I was supposed to meet a couple of friends of mine at the state fair, but I have a bit of a problem with large crowds, so I took a small walk through the park to clear my head and get some space, and I see her keeled over on the ground, crying out in pain." He lifted his head up to look at him, not really taking note of his thought process. "And, well, I guess you likely know the rest... Ysena's a really good person, I like her a lot."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>27-07-2011, 17:19:41</strong>
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				Instead of comforting her, the kiss on her cheek just made Anastasia sink further into a defensive shell as she curled her arms tighter around her chest and slid further away. "Is this all you wanted from me...?" she asked Jillian quietly without looking at her, sounding more hurt and ashamed than angry or offended. For one thing, she would be disappointed if someone who seemed as nice and likable as Jill was only after that, and for another, she felt like an idiot if she had been seduced so easily. She could still be wrong, but whatever was the case, she really didn't feel comfortable being around the redhead any longer right now. "I think you should go for now..."
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				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>28-07-2011, 05:43:10</strong>
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				<div align="center">Month 2, Day 4<br><br>Hashieda Hachi:</div><br>Hachi had been called up for his second match of the season. The mechanic couldn’t help but laugh at the idea granted he’d been busy lately and had cash to burn. He believed that this could be fun and thus was rolling out in his jeep to get to the hanger where the Aurius was being held. He was humming along with the music playing from the radio he had it set on some old station that played music that was rarely listened to anymore. He was a fan of classics. Soon enough he arrived at the hanger and was prepared climbed up into the mech with a lazy grin on his face.<br><br>He sat staring at the control panels of the machine running a diagnostic over the systems. He was satisfied that everything was in working order. Soon the massive machine was rolling out of the hanger. This time around it was a desert field with some tall rocks that had been carved into spires.&nbsp; His opponent was a slender young woman with reddish brown hair and bright blue eyes. She seemed like the type who was only in this because she liked the fights. Her name was Cheyanne Hillshire. Her machine was a strange one It looked like it was built with some thick armor and stood on two legs. It’s back had four very powerful looking cannons. Both arms looked they were comprised of heavy artillery guns.&nbsp; Over the NETCOM he remarked “My it looks like ya got quite the bombardment type se there” he was chuckling as he spoke figuring himself to be in a spot of trouble. The girls reply was simple “Thanks that machine of yours looks simple doesn’t it?”&nbsp; <br>The two would be pitted in a match of maneuvers and bombardments. Hachi tried firing his auto-cannons at his opponent. The damage dealt was minimal which of course he’d figured.&nbsp; She returned fire with the heavy arm cannons he was quick to dodge those because he was sure they would slam into his mech causing heavy armor damage. He swiftly moved towards her firing off another barrage with the auto cannons. She was moving to dodge this time though her mech was slow. The squat machine took some hits but not all of them. She opened fire again Hachi of course barely managed to dodge the shot. He knew that she was going to put up one hell of a resistance. He didn’t want to use the beam cannon yet so he thought up a new idea. <br>He opened up one of the missile pods on the torso and fired a barrage of eighteen missiles at her. She was quick to respond by setting the machine into a locked position. The Massive cannons on it’s back opened fire. Hachi hadn’t expected the four cannons to create a powerful enough barrage to stop most of his missiles. Only eight of them managed to connect. Just those eight appeared to be effective though as her machine was unanchored and teetering back.&nbsp; However she quickly re-anchored and fired at him. He didn’t have the time to dodge and took the full salvo. Aurius took heavy damage to the hull but was still able to move for now.<br><br>Over NETCOM he remarked “Well dern that un hurt” his opponent chuckled “well It was supposed to you know?”&nbsp; Hachi grinned “well yeah I guess so cheyanne that there machine o yers is perty tough”&nbsp; and so he sped towards her again she barely had time to open fire his ability to dodge it at this close range however was quite uncanny. He then fired the beam cannon out of its mouth on her machine from the side dealing heavy damage to it. Her machine was sent spinning after that blow which had totally caught her off guard. She barely managed to get back up before another barrage of missiles slammed around her. She sighed and opened fire once more. <br>Hachi Detached the large thrusters attached to the bottom of his mech causing them to explode. This had forced the Aurius up into the air and over the volley that had just been fired at him. “HEY THAT’S CHEATING” Cheyanne yelled over the com causing him to laugh “alls fair in love an war sweet’eart” he teased lightly. She then charged forward in frustration not bothering to anchor herself she fired another volley from the four back cannons now hachi hadn’t been prepared for her to assault him while flying so this blow was the end of the match. Hachi’s machine spiraled to the ground smoking after that shot. “Owww…….ya got me with that ‘un ya did” he remarked.<br><br>He was now in the hanger doing work to repair the Aurius “well ma gal it looks like today was a heap o fun no?” though the machine didn’t respond he chuckled to himself again. Cheyanne approached him with a faint smile “today was fun Mr. Hashieda I hope we can be friends?” Hachi turned to her and smiled “sure thin after all it’s just a sport not like it’s any reason ta really hate someone right?” she nodded and bid him farewell for the time being.<br><br><div align="center">Illyria:</div><br>The silver haired young woman was again in her gardens doing work. She still couldn’t believe that she was going to be going on a date with montressor soon. She felt nervous and excited about it so being in the garden really helped to ease her nerves. It had surprised her that things had gone so well and she was glad the masked man had actually asked her out like this. Of course she was telling herself not to think too much on it. They were just friends and nothing more she didn’t want to hurt herself by thinking it could be anything more than that.<br><br><div align="center">Marcus:</div><br>The calm and collected Marcus was working as a waiter at the local café <em>Ferris Fenrar</em> which was a notorious date location. He was good at his job and quite popular as a waiter. The locals loved him. “Good afternoon how may I be of service?” he asked a young couple with a smile. The two grinned and made their order. Marcus actually enjoyed this kind of work because he loved seeing how people were when they were relaxed. He thought this was the best kind of atmosphere.<br><br><div align="center">Karen M. Lambert: </div> <br><br>Karen had been told to move the Grandveil into an empty space in one of the hangers. Once she moved it in she hadn’t expected to see any other machines or pilots present. She found the Reptilian machine to be quite interesting. The man working on it caught her eye as well. She climbed out of the granveil. She was still wearing her lab coat over her usual gear and the dog ears on her head stuck up simply because that’s how they were designed on the headband. “Hello there” she called in a distinctly British accent. This man seemed to be in a rather messy state at the moment probably having just finished repairs to the machine behind him. She thought this look was rather amusing too. She being a technician had nothing against the greasy appearance. She was also holding a bottle of whiskey that she’d had stored away in a cooler that had been in the grandveil. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>28-07-2011, 07:43:52</strong>
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				~Hanger 18 with Karen~<br><br>Arrow was actually on the back, just behind the Buster Cannons, working on checking the new Generator shield connections. Which, seemed to be in working perfect condition. He was just to climb down when he head w British woman calling out. He looked up to see if it was in his direction and indeed it was. He blinked as he say a young, purple haired woman in a white lab coat and… dog ears? The red head blinked before he jumped down off the back and landed, he stood up and nodded to acknowledge the woman had said hello. He smiled. “Hello milady.” He said softly. His sleeves were rolled up and he was a bit sweaty. Hoping it would not scare anyone off. Though, for a second, bathing would be an issue for him considering her really had nothing. Still, there was someone in his presence, he had time to think about things later.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>28-07-2011, 15:49:52</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong>Hanger 18 with Arrow:</strong></div><br>Karen jumped down various landings and catwalks to land next to him still holding her whiskey bottle tightly. "There is no need for calling me "Milady" I'm not a noble or anythin...In fact I'm only descended of RN officers nothing too special I'm afriad" She was smiling though. she then saluted him "I'm Karen M. Lambert at your service" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>28-07-2011, 16:11:40</strong>
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				<div align="center">~Hanger 18 with Karen~<br></div><br>Arrow bowed as Karen saluted. "Noble or not, it is only proper to show manners." He straightened himself from the bow. "My name is Arrow Sanders. Tis a pleasure, Lady Karen." He said introducing himself back to her. Still holding the formatilities and titles. It was how he was raised. Even that girl from before told mine not to call her 'lady' and all. Though, he asked. "Anything I can do for you or be of service?" Just to possibly get things going for conversation between the two.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>29-07-2011, 05:52:44</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong>Hanger 18 with Arrow:</strong></div><br>Karen shook her head chuckling when she realised she was pretty much stuk wiht the title of "Lady" so long as she spoke to this fellow. "Tis a pleasure to meet you Mr. Sanders but as of current I don't think there is anythin you can do for me."&nbsp; she lowered her arm from the salute she had given him and then went on "would ye care fer a drink Mr. Sanders?" she held up the bottle of whiskey as she asked.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>29-07-2011, 06:03:04</strong>
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				<div align="center">~Hanger 18 with Karen~</div><br>Arrow made a few blinks as Karen held up the bottle of whiskey. "I thank you, but must respectfully decline. I am not one for drinking, plus, the Gigas still needs to be finished." He pointed his thumb back to the reptilian machine behind him. "Besides, I have no where else to go or a crew to do the work. No need to be formal with me. Just call me Arrow." Which was all true. He came here with nothing but his machine and a few of his belongings.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>29-07-2011, 06:10:44</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong>Hanger 18 with Arrow</strong></div><br>Karen sighed when he declined but looked up at the mech "I would offer to assist you...but that just wouldn't be fair would it? after all that would mean I'd have a rather decent working knowledge of an opponents machine" then idly she asked "What's so surprising about me having this anyway?" she was sort of sloshing the whiskey around inside the bottle as she spoke. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>29-07-2011, 06:27:09</strong>
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				<div align="center">~Hanger 18 with Karen~</div><br>Arrow gently cleared his throat. "I would not want to take from your time anyways. You look like you have places to be. Besides, I got all the time in the world. Gigas Rex is my home and my friend." Further hinting he was new to the point of no money, no sponsers or anything. Then, he finally got to her question. "Nothing really, just the fact that it looks like it's some pretty hard stuff. Though, should you really be drinking when they could announce a battle at any time?" He asked.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>29-07-2011, 06:35:50</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong>Hanger 18 with Arrow</strong></div><br>"places ta be? nah" She responded casually. "As fer the 'ole takin up me time not really in fact I've got plenty o free time untill the next meetin with the rest o the crew next week" she then swished the bottle around lazily "Drinkin is jus a 'obby taint much o a problem when it comes ta a match tis all fine....an all tha aside I stop drinkin afore I get tolly drunk an wot not" she was feeling rather relaxed and informal since he'd said she could be and all.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>29-07-2011, 06:47:00</strong>
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				<div align="center">~Hanger 18 with Karen~</div><br>Karen going from formal, plain english to... irish?...Er, scottish? Hell, he could not tell just threw him off gaurd for a second. Though, he understood everything she said. "I see. Fair enough. Must be nice to be busy with meeting, though, I get the feeling such is rather dull. The only waiting I got to do is for that first pay for winning my battle." He sighed slightly as waiting to him was rather dull.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>29-07-2011, 10:04:23</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong>Hanger 18 with arrow:</strong></div><br>Karen laughed a bit "ah well meetin with the lads is entertainin in it's own way I s'pose though all we e'er do is work or talk abou work." she opened the bottle and took a swig from it "An abou waitin on money I 'ear it can be a pain in the arse" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>29-07-2011, 10:10:33</strong>
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				<div align="center">~Hanger 18 with Karen~</div><br>Arrow made a few light nods. "Considering the facts my only room and shelter is the cockpit of the Gigas, food is some hard biscuits brought from home, no money at all for repairs... or anything for that matter. It's gonna be tough, but I am sure I'll make it through. I just hope no bathing will not bother anyone for a time." If he had to sweatdrop, there would be a huge one on the back of his head after he spoke. He paid no mind to her drinking at all as it did not bother him, even if he was a nondrinker himself.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>29-07-2011, 10:38:49</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong>Hanger 18 with Arrow</strong></div><br>Karen nodded "aye I s'pose ye've got a point"&nbsp; she then laughed "I'm sure it won be too much trouble" she then took another&nbsp; swig out of the bottle "ah well tis an interestin thin ta meet ye 'ere an now"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>29-07-2011, 10:46:17</strong>
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				<div align="center">~Hanger 18 with Karen~</div><br>Arrow shrugged. "I am sure something will come up. I am hoping to say the least. Still, a honor to meet you." He said and to be honest, unsure of what tosay next. He hated first time meetings, you have no idea what to really do or say. "Would you care to honor me with your presence in a walk?" He asked, maybe they could think of something to talk about. Seeing as she had time on her hands.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>29-07-2011, 10:57:00</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong>Hanger 18 with arrow</strong></div><br>Karen nodded quietly "Aye I'll accompay ye" she replied taking another swig of the bottle. She wasn't quite sure what to say either. she did quite hate first meetings of course she didn't quite know that he was feeling the same way.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>29-07-2011, 11:04:25</strong>
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				<div align="center">~Hanger 18 with Karen, then going for a walk with her~</div><br>"Do give me a moment." He went over to the head of the Gigas and patted the side. If she followed him, she would hear him say. "I'll be back, going for a walk." Either way, the would see the gigas open it's mouth and let out a light growl responding to him. He would then head to the large hanger opening to wait for her. When she did come near, he started to walk outside. "So... are you from out of town?" He asked, hoping to start a conversation.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>30-07-2011, 17:51:09</strong>
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				"Heh, that girl was actually out of that garage for a change eh? Her hearts in the right place but she needs to think of more than just how she's going to pay for her medication. But her pride just keeps getting in the way. Were too similar" He chuckled, happy that Ysena has found a dependable friend she could rely on. "Was such a good thing that you happened by her. I'm sure she thinks the world of you."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>30-07-2011, 17:57:01</strong>
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				Jillian started to visibly shake when she realized just what she had done with Anastasia, and she also started to take all of the blame upon herself. She always seemed to do something like this, though hardly ever to this severity. Every time she was getting close to somebody that she thought she had genuine potential with, she always did something to completely and totally screw the pooch. She shook her head when Anastasia asked if that was all she wanted, her voice somewhat shaky. "What? N-no! That's not it at all Anna, I just, you know, I just-" Her head sunk down a little bit when Anastasia suggested that she leave, her voice getting calmer, but filled with shame. "... Yeah..." She got up from the bed and started to collect her clothing, before she cast one last glance over at Anastasia. "D-Don't... um... Don't be a stranger, please?"<br><br>......................................<br><br>Julian chuckled lightly and scratched the side of his head when he continued to talk about Ysena. "You think so, huh?" He wasn't entirely comfortable with having such a close conversation with a person that he fought on a regular basis, and about his granddaughter, of all things, but still, he counted it as a major plus towards him that he was getting the man's approval. "Well I'll do my best not to let her down, if that's the case."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>30-07-2011, 18:19:32</strong>
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				"Heh, you seem pretty unerved by this talk lad, I'm just a regular old guy off of the battlefield. What is on the battlefield stays on the battlefield am I right?" He chucked, getting up off of the chair. "Well its going to be several hours until we'll be let in to see her lad, so if you wanna wait around its up to you. But I'm afraid I got some payments to sort out so I'll be back in a few hours myself. I'm sure Ysena wouldn't want us to see her in this condition at any rate."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>30-07-2011, 18:27:31</strong>
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				Julian paused in surprise at his words, was it possible that Takashi was able to tell who he was? Well, it was often said that he was able to sense the fighting spirit in a person, so it was at least a small possibility that the old man knew about Julian's secret. Either way, he rose from his chair with a nod, smiling gently as he did to show no indication one way or the other. "That's likely a good point. I think I'm just going to wait until they contact me with information about her waking up. As you said, Ysena wouldn't want either of us to see her while she was hooked up to a bunch of medical equipment."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>30-07-2011, 18:42:48</strong>
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				"That's the spirit lad, I'm sure you'll go far in.. life" He smiled and gave a slight nod of farewell as he began to walk away, moving towards the receptionist to make arrangements for Ysena's specialised medication. Looking rather solid and strong for a man of his age.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>30-07-2011, 18:45:03</strong>
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				Julian nodded and walked out of the building as well, sighing lightly as he got back into his car and made his way back to the diner to pay for the lunch that never got finished. Well, as long as Ysena was still alright, that was all that really mattered.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>31-07-2011, 01:37:09</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong>Karen on a walk with Arrow:</strong></div><br>"huh? oh Aye I'm from Liverpool a great majority of the family is...least ways on me fathers side. The whole lot of them part of the Royal Navy ta boot. I woulda went with the RN meself but me mum insisted I stay in school an all tha" She laughed as she took another gulp of whiskey. "wot 'bout yerself?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>31-07-2011, 03:31:10</strong>
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				<div align="center">~With Karen on a walk~</div><br>Arrow continued to walk with Karen and listened as she spoke. Her family seeed to be all officers of sometype. "I am a simple from from the desert region. My father owns a ranch and we are also a bit of ruinmaniacs ourselves. Plenty of ruins in the desert so we spend time diggin around when we are not taking care of the cattle... or practicing knighthood or readin. It keeps one busy out there. It's in the ruins we found the basics for my machine, the Gigas Rex." he explained, then added. "We maybe desert folk, but my dad and his family knew much of machines as he used to read all about them. We all learned to be sure. My mother ain't alive." he said, continuing the conversation.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>31-07-2011, 05:11:28</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong>Karen Walking with Arrow:</strong></div><br>"Huh interestin backround ye got there." karen mused lightly. after another drink she corked the bottle "Runeseekin, Cattle 'erdin, machanic, desert knights.....wot an odd combo tha is" she started to laugh a bit as she thought about it. she then smiled "I think you an me can be right good friends. The Lamberts 'ave been "Knights" since world war II when me ancester Graham Edward Lambert saved the king from an assination attempt...took a bullet ta 'is chest 'e did. right ol miracle 'e lived affer tha" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>31-07-2011, 06:15:06</strong>
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				Anastasia sighed to herself as Jillian got up and gathered her clothes to leave, feeling an unpleasant combination of both massive guilt and the sense that this was really the right thing to do. When she heard Jillian ask her to stay in touch in a kind of desperate way, she froze for a moment, then nodded without turning over. "I'll give you a call before next Friday..." was the best the purple-haired girl could offer, though that showed she at least wanted to continue the relationship. There would just have to be some work down next time they met, especially when it came to setting boundaries and limits for how far they could go this early into seeing each other.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>31-07-2011, 06:18:09</strong>
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				Jillian sighed in relief when Anastasia at least promised to call her before next Friday. At the very least, she had time to get her act together and come up with something to say that would help reassure Anastasia about seeing Jillian. As she got dressed quickly, Jillian turned back towards her, speaking once again in a soft voice. "You know I didn't... I..." Before the entire sentence was out of her mouth, she tripped on her tongue, lost her words, and was hopeless again. "Urgh... I'll just leave you alone now." With that, Jillian turned and left, feeling as terrible and ashamed of herself as she ever had been before.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>31-07-2011, 06:38:55</strong>
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				Anastasia exhaled shortly after the redhead was out the door, though even she couldn't tell you if it was more from relief or from sadness and guilt. She felt awful for being so cold and forcing her out over something that was partly her own fault, but then she felt that such limits shouldn't have been pushed and the much more experience woman should have been more in control. But even then, she wasn't a child, so she couldn't act like Jill was the only one who should have had a better sense of when to stop. Her mind kept flip-flopping back and forth on this issue until she finally gave up, slipped into some regular clothes, and went out to find Montresor at the little nearby cafe where he spent most mornings reading. Maybe he could give her a better, unbiased view of things.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>31-07-2011, 06:52:35</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=106394.msg5002413#msg5002413">Quote from: pendarious on 31-07-2011, 05:11:28</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div align="center"><strong>Karen Walking with Arrow:</strong></div><br>"Huh interestin backround ye got there." karen mused lightly. after another drink she corked the bottle "Runeseekin, Cattle 'erdin, machanic, desert knights.....wot an odd combo tha is" she started to laugh a bit as she thought about it. she then smiled "I think you an me can be right good friends. The Lamberts 'ave been "Knights" since world war II when me ancester Graham Edward Lambert saved the king from an assination attempt...took a bullet ta 'is chest 'e did. right ol miracle 'e lived affer tha"<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Arrow just shrugged. “We do what we can to survive. It is more laid back then the city life, but the work is just as hard, but as equally rewarding. Horseback riding is pretty relaxing too. Still, you’ve got more of an interesting background then I do. More historic to say the least.” He spoke, with a gentle smile on his face. She seemed pretty famous due to her ancestor Graham. Though, her get up was…. Pretty offsetting. Especially that dog ear headband! “Even so, wy the lab coat then?” He asked, not even commenting on the ears.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>31-07-2011, 06:57:34</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong>Karen walking along with Arrow:</strong></div><br>"well I went to a vocational school and got inta engeneering and physics and the likes....so I guess ye could say i'm a bit of a scientist an the likes. also i've jus brought the grandveil from the lab she was built in...tis 'er first time outside the lab doncha'know" she laughed a bit after saying this. "Sorry I must seem quite odd what with the military background and the silly get up I'm wearing now" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>31-07-2011, 07:22:11</strong>
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				Arrow blinked, continuing to walk. "Get up? Well, you say I am an interesting mix. same could be said about you Dame Karen. Still, seems like a first for both our machines. Mine had not seen any combat till this morning, so... I was kind of worried. In the end, it was all fine. Did you have your fight already?" He asked Karen.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>31-07-2011, 07:27:58</strong>
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				"no I havent had my first match yet...but even if things don't go well it's all fine. we'll just 'ave ta find ways ta modify the systems...after all the grandveil is a grade A prototype" She smiled at him while reaching up to stroke the dog ears affectionately. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>31-07-2011, 07:38:57</strong>
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				Those EARS! though, that's what sheprobably meant by get up. Still, Arrow nodded. "Well, I don't have that luxury. So, if something does not go well, it's not fine. Not to mention that if the whole unit is severly damaged, I have to do the work myself. Thankfully, the Hyper energy sheild generator was the only thing really damaged from the fight." though, hehad a chance to look around at the suroundings. They sure had plenty of hangers for mecs and buildings for various things.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>31-07-2011, 07:53:10</strong>
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				"well that is dreadful for you" she sighed shaking her head. she noticed how his eyes focused on the ears "cute arent they?" she asked grinning 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>31-07-2011, 08:23:33</strong>
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				"I just have to do what I can. Again, because I have no money, I can't have someone else do the repairs."Though, he blinked when she mentioned the ears. "Speaking of.... why do you wear that? I mean, yes it does look cute on an beautiful woman like you." he said complimenting her as they walked.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>31-07-2011, 08:26:30</strong>
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				she blushed a bit when he complimented her "ah well..I wear 'em cuz I think they are cute" she then scratched the back of her head sheepishly. she wasn't really used to getting compliments for her looks.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>31-07-2011, 08:47:44</strong>
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				Arrow noticed a blush come across Karen's face and smiled. "I see. Well, it does bring out your looks, Dame Karen. Though, that rose colored blush only adds to your looks and charm." he added, possibly being quite the charmer too. Still, nothing wrong with complimenting a woman for being herself.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>31-07-2011, 08:54:35</strong>
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				Karen's face darkened even more as he spoke "eh? er I er" she couldn't quite figure out how to respond. she continued to scratch the back of her head rather sheepishly. She'd never really felt this way before it was strange to her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>31-07-2011, 09:52:56</strong>
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				Arrow chuckled slightly. “Do forgive me. Do not want to make any other possible men jealous.” He said as he stopped for a moment to bow lightly to her. He then continued walking forward. ”Do you like to read?” he asked to change the subject and talk about something else as they walked together. Karen was interesting to say the least. She was more interesting then the women back home. Then again, he was too busy at home taking care of everything to even notice them. Now he had a bit more to a lot more time on his hands appearently.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>31-07-2011, 23:07:18</strong>
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				The moment he asked if she liked to read she was quickly able to recollect herself "ah yes quite so" she replied with a smile the blush slowly fading. "I enjoy reading all kinds of things...mostly Sci-Fi and fantasy however....a bit of romance here and there is lovely as well"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>01-08-2011, 05:17:04</strong>
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				Karen was certainly fast at recovery when the conversation changed to a different topic. Arrow nodded after she spoke. “I read romance novels a lot on my spare time. Back home, I have a bookshelf full of such, with other variants like some supernatural stories and the like. Before I left, my dad got me a few to read for while I am away. I fear I’ll have them read in a month.” He said and then chuckled.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>01-08-2011, 20:08:28</strong>
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				Onion News intro (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HrSaDI6m4Bc#ws)<br><br><br>"Good morning and welcome to Action Headlines. I'm Rachael McLafferty, subbing in for Clifford Baynes, who is suffering from a chronic case of the Mondays. Our top headline of the day: After five long years of construction, the world's first orbital elevator is almost ready to be unveiled, Action Headline's own Adam Thompson has the full story, Adam?"<br><br>"Thank you Rachael. It's being called the biggest step forward for humanity in space since the Apollo 11 launch back in 1969. The project, known as "the Tsiolkovsky project" started back in 2253, named after the Russian Scientist Konstantin Tsiolkovsky, who first came up with the idea back in 1895. Today, the Tsiolkovsky is entering it's final steps, as the construction team only needs to finish inspecting the elevator for all possible hazards, before the elevator makes it's first ascension. Earlier today, I had the privilege of talking to Barion McGreggor, who was the project lead, about his time working on the elevator, here's what he had to say."<br><br>The TV would flicker to the appearance of an old man, clearly in his seventies or eighties, who spoke in a deep and gruff voice.<br>"Well, one of the first problems we encountered was the issue with the high levels of radiation in the atmosphere, far too much for any normal person to undertake. However, we were approached by Arondight Electronics, who said that they would be willing to provide us with an artificial intelligence work force for when the radiation levels got too high for humans to work in. Thanks to them, and the working machines that they provided to us, the Tsiolkovsky project was able to be finished right on schedule. So I'd like to thank Arondight Electronics for their support, as well as the help of each and every working man that contributed five years of hard work into making this dream a reality. Words cannot describe just how much of an honor and a privilege it has been for me to be a part of this incredible, incredible project."<br><br>With that, the camera went back to the newscaster.<br>"As you can see, a lot of passion and work went into making this elevator a reality. And I think I can speak for all of us at Action Headlines when I say that I can't wait to see this thing up and running, as a testament to just how far humanity has come. Back to you, Rachael."<br><br>"Thank you Adam, if you're interested in learning more about the Tsiolkovsky project, Action Headlines will be running a 2 hour long, commercial free, documentary taking us from the initial conception of the elevator, all the way through construction, and finishing off right where we are today. We're going to be cutting off for a quick break, but when we come back, we'll be talking about the deadly airborne disease that you could be contriving right now. Stay tuned."<br><br>...........................................................<br><br>Mira was never really one for news, but even she had heard about how the orbital elevator was almost constructed. Considering how big on this sort of thing Beth seemed to be, judging from a few of their conversations in the past, Mira immediately called her up. Of course, she also had to make arrangements for the date today that Mira would be taking Beth on. This would be bran new territory for Mira, to say the least. If Beth picked up, Mira would smile happily, tilting her head off to the side as she spoke in a gentle voice.<br>"Did you catch the news this morning?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>01-08-2011, 20:57:32</strong>
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				Ysena watched the news feed grogily from her hospital bed, she was in a private room so the nurses didn't know just yet that she was awake. Sevral feeding tubes were linked into her arm. "So the elevators nearly done huh?" She smiled inwardly, construction of the elvator began on her birthday. Eventually it tuned out to comcercials, so she decided now would be a good time to find out exactly what had happened. Last she remembered she was going for a meal with Julian. Reaching over to the request button, to get the attention of the on duty nurse. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>01-08-2011, 22:39:57</strong>
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				<strong>Month 2, Day 7</strong><br><br>Montresor was out for most of the morning when the news came in about the world's first orbital elevator nearly being completed after five years of work, but even when he did hear about it, his reaction was only mildly interested at best. Despite having a history of mech fighting, the masked pilot wasn't what one would call a techie, plus he knew it would be way after his lifetime when humans would really be able to explore the rest of the universe in person instead of using drones or telescopes. Then again, he thought, it might be worth remembering to bring up on his date with Illyria later that evening, just to see what the rather intelligent woman had to say. She tended to have different views on things than most people, so it could be interesting.<br><br>---<br><br>Moon lowered his eyes from the TV and returned to his cooking with a light smile on his face. Unlike a certain other blonde mech battler, he considered the orbital elevator a pretty big deal for the future of space exploration, with one of the biggest reasons being that it meant scientists and engineers now had a much easier way to get up into space to study it and test new astronautical technologies in the real environment. Who knows, maybe if he did really well in the league and got to be a real celebrity, they would let him go up it once. But that was just a ridiculous dream of course...<br><br>Daydreaming about the future allowed time to pass much more quickly, making Moon thoroughly surprised when Mr. Alvarez came into the kitchen and told Moon that the breakfast hours were over and he could take a break for the next hour until the lunch crowd came in. Setting his apron and hat aside, the foreign pilot stepped outside and took a deep breath of fresh air, heading down the lightly crowded city street without any particular destination in mind. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>02-08-2011, 00:30:44</strong>
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				Once again, when Mira called she found an image of Beth in her jumpsuit, seated in the cockpit of her mech. At the other woman’s query, she nodded. “You mean the space elevator? It’s remarkable—there are countless carbon nanotubes, each microscopically thin and yet it runs the entire length of the elevator. And the new robots they developed for the construction effort! Just think, if I’d gone into AI research like I’d intended in high school, I might have helped design and program those robots...” she said wistfully. “Though then we would have never met, so clearly there’s some profound drawbacks to that scenario,” she added playfully.<br><br>Beth was still maneuvering the mech as she spoke. “Anyway, I just finished another practice run, and I’m walking back to the hangar now. Other than that and seeing footage of the elevator, same old thing today. How’ve you been?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>02-08-2011, 00:39:21</strong>
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				Upon Ysena's little buzz for assistance, a nurse in her mid twenties came to check up on her, smiling politely as she entered the room. "Oh, so you're finally awake. Is there anything that I can do for you?" Upon the question as to what exactly had happened to her, the nurse looked a little confused for a few moments before she grabbed a nearby chart and read off it. "Well, according to the story of the man that brought you in, you were having lunch when you suddenly collapsed due to your condition. After that, you were brought here and given treatment. Oh! And here, this is for you." Reaching back into the basket that she got the chart from, the nurse handed Ysena a small bottle of medication, provided by her grandfather. "Here, these were ordered for you by your grandfather."<br><br>...................................................................<br><br>Mira leaned in and rested her head on her hands, since it seemed that she didn't need to worry about any 3D again. She shrugged rather casually, listening to Beth talk about how she could have gone to college to learn about how to program AI units. "All that stuff is way over my head, I'm a gearhead, not a tech junkie." She giggled softly, speaking again once Beth got finished herself. "Not that much has changed, honestly. For the first time in, geez, almost a full month now, Einenlancer doesn't need any repairs... well... it DOES need repairs, but I can't do anything more until I got the budget for it, you know how it is. Anyway, I was thinking real hard about what we could do for our date later today, and I think I might have a couple of ideas. Do you want to do something active? Or would you rather sit down and watch a show or something?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>02-08-2011, 01:54:32</strong>
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				“Oh, before I forget, I was talking with the public relations people over at Harrison Kinetics—they make weapons for the smaller high school and casual mechs. They’re one of my sponsors, and they said they might consider working with you if you make it to the regular season. You’d probably shoot a few commercials and do a mech convention or two in exchange for funding. You should expect a call from them some time soon, they’ll just want to let you know their interest and give you the basics of the endorsement contracts.<br><br>Beth continued. “All that boring stuff aside... I suppose I could go for something active, but there’s no reason we couldn’t do both things you have in mind, if you’ve got the time.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>02-08-2011, 02:01:25</strong>
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				Mira smiled and put her hands together, relieved that Beth seemed open for the both of them, and, of course, the idea of having somebody sponsor her was a delight as well. Besides, she knew first hand that Beth only picked sponsors who were legit about their business, so she could trust anything that the veteran pilot handed her way. Either way, as Beth already pointed out, all that boring stuff was already behind them. "Sounds great, there's actually a go-cart track that does pretty good business with the grown up market, I figured we could go by and see if that was something worth looking at. Oh! There's also supposed to be a live musical or something playing at the theater, too. Believe me, Beth, I've got nothing but time."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>02-08-2011, 02:50:10</strong>
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				“Sounds like a date,” Beth replied cheerfully—while the first date had gone well, it would be a relief not be in a formal setting this time. “I wonder what people at the go-cart track will think to see two professional mech pilots show up. It’s certainly bragging rights for anyone who out-races us,” she said, chuckling slightly at the thought. Beth had sharp reflexes, but she doubted her mech training would translate all that well into the realm of go-carts.<br><br>“I don’t know what time the musical is, so you probably know which we ought to do first.” She eased the mech into its usual place in the hangar and began flipping switches to bring everything to standby. Mike and his crew would run the usual maintenance in a bit, but thankfully she did not need to stick around for that. “I can be back at my place and ready in about forty-five minutes or so.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>02-08-2011, 09:27:18</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong>Karen and Arrow on day 4:</strong></div><br>"Really? I never would have supposed that a man with not much time to actually socialize with woman would really have the time to read books about wooing them" she chuckled a bit upon finishing that statement.&nbsp; she was quite amused <br><br><br><div align="center"><strong>Month 2, Day 7: Illyria:</strong></div><br>Illyria was working on getting ready for the date she had with montressor that evening. Well better stated she was trying to figure out how she should get ready. She was considering calling montressor to see what would be normal for an event like this but she decided against it. She didn't want to bother him just yet. While she was contemplating this she took note of the discussion on hte news about the orbital elevator. She didn't concern herself with it since she had no real concern with space.<br><br><div align="center"><strong>Month 2, Day 7: Hachi:</strong></div><br>Hachi sat at his kitchen table watching the news while enjoying breakfast. The whole Orbital elevator was beyond him. "Well this here is some interestin news" he grinned though he didn't really get it. In fact he found it to be more complicated than it really needed to be. Still it would probably make for an interesting conversation topic.<br><br><div align="center"><strong>Month 2 Day 7: Marcus:</strong></div><br>Marcus got up early and went out to go for a morning jog. He was out minding his own business when he noticed a blonde pilot a man he recognized as Moon something or other he couldn't quite remember his full name. "well what brings you out here at this time of day?" He asked curiously. He had no idea what compelled him to even speak to the man but still he had nothing better to do nor did he have a reason not to be sociable.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>02-08-2011, 11:13:55</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=106394.msg5012002#msg5012002">Quote from: pendarious on 02-08-2011, 09:27:18</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div align="center"><strong>Karen and Arrow on day 4:</strong></div><br>"Really? I never would have supposed that a man with not much time to actually socialize with woman would really have the time to read books about wooing them" she chuckled a bit upon finishing that statement.&nbsp; she was quite amused <br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Arrow just had to say it now. It seemed too perfect. "Ahhh... She addresses me so curtly, but it only stokes my furnace of attraction! It is only in my nature to hunt and pursue a tantalizing beast that flees me! You have such a devious grip on my heart!" He said in a silver tongue fashion with a grin on his face after he said it.&nbsp; He cleared his throat and spoke normally. "I only read a chapter a day before bed. I find time to squeeze it in." Maybe she would find that more amusing.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>02-08-2011, 15:32:57</strong>
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				Moon was quite taken aback when a random man from the sidewalk approached and spoke to him, until a few seconds later when he recognized the man as Marcus Nielson, an MBF pilot with three years under his belt. It was then time to be surprised that another pilot had managed to recognize him considering how low-tier he was, though it wouldn't be the first time this season. "I-I'm just out for a walk since I'm on my break," he muttered, a little worried that the other pilot was just here to mock him for his shiny new 0-2 win-loss record in the preliminaries. With his third match rumored to be just a week or so away, he didn't need any bullying right now.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>02-08-2011, 16:22:04</strong>
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				Ysena sighed as the situation was explained to her, now she was in for so many lectures from her grandpa, was it so wrong that she wanted to prove herself capable without having to rely on others? "I see, thanks nurse, how long have I been out, I geuss letting Julian and my Grandpa know I'm awake should be a piority, but I'm incredibly hungry."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>02-08-2011, 19:49:41</strong>
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				Mira smiled happily and nodded her head, delighted with the plans as they had developed. "Sounds great. I'll come by in about an hour, then." She was glad that Beth at least seemed receptive of the go carting idea, even though it was commonly considered something that children did on a regular basis. Still, Mira was confident that it would be a great deal of fun, or at least, she hoped so. After checking the times for the musical that she wanted to go see as well, she dressed herself in something considerably more casual then what she wore on their first real date, and made her way out the door.<br><br>An hour later, she was knocking on the door to Beth's apartment, taking in a deep breath as she waited for her date. Mira had never been one to call the shots before, and she was very excited, while still very nervous at the same time. She was sure that Beth wouldn't say anything to her face about it, but she still didn't want to let down the older woman, she had to do everything she could to make this a great day for the both of them.<br><br>................................................................<br><br>The nurse simply smiled, moving back over towards the door as she spoke in a light voice. "You've been out for about 6 days or so. Would you like for me to see what they've got on the lunch menu today?" After she had her answer, the nurse left to go get Ysena some lunch and get back to her job. There was a pretty obvious comm sitting on the table by Ysena's bed, which she could use to contact whoever she wanted
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>03-08-2011, 02:30:19</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong>Karen and Arrow: Day 4:</strong></div><br>As Arrow spoke in such a shakespearean manner her face began to heat up again turning as red as it had been before. However he soon commented on reading a chapter a night. This caused some form of relief in the woman and she burst into laughter while still blushing "my....That was certainly fascinating.....IF you actually spoke that way all the time I fear I might actually fall for you you silver tongued devil" She was speaking propper english again rather than that lax scotts/irish/brittish slang manner she had been using before hand. She had been rather taken aback but was still quite amused by it.<br><br><br><div align="center"><strong>Marcus and Moon, Day 7:</strong></div><br>Marcus chuckled softly "You needn't worry Mr. Park I'm not here to laugh at you. after all the tides of battle ebb and flow much like the tides of the sea" it was true he had no intentions of poking fun at Moon in fact he kind of felt bad for him but he wasn't going to let pitty show through after all that would be offensive on so many levels. "I was just out for a stroll myself and happened to have spotted you here and thought i'd say hello." <br><br>Though he wasn't often openly friendly nor openly antagonistic Marcus only showed certain emotions to people and these emotions varied depending on his opinion of a person. He did not judge a person until he got to know them a bit. He was quite reserved on judging Moon Park simply because the man seemed to be in an odd spot. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>03-08-2011, 04:19:35</strong>
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				Moon visibly relaxed and smiled when Marcus told him he wasn't just here to rag on him for being an "insult to the sport" like some other pilots would do from time to time. The Korean man knew how to handle it, but it didn't get really tiresome sometimes and he just wished they would stop. "Well, that was very sportsmanlike of you, Mr. Nielson," he commented, knowing that even among the successful pilots, it wasn't too common to find those who acted in a friendly manner toward their competition. "So, uh...what brings you to this part of the city today? Do you live near here or something?" Moon asked, trying to act as respectful as possible toward the more capable pilot as possible.<br><br>---<br><br>Montresor pulled up and waited at the gate of Illyria's estate at about six-thirty, as they had designated after he insisted that they go out to dinner before the movie so they would have a chance to actually talk. Thinking it inappropriate, he hadn't come on his motorcycle this time. Instead, he just came in a red, luxury, four-door car, not a cheap one, but not all that expensive either, which still allowed him to get around fairly fast. Wanting to look a little more presentable than usual, he came in a nice set of tan trousers and navy blue shirt, keeping his hair styled in the same manner as normal since he didn't want to appear to be overdoing it. All in all, he was slightly more nervous and cautious than he was on other dates for some reason, with perhaps one of the reasons being that he knew the reclusive woman deserved to have a good time for once.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>03-08-2011, 04:55:37</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=106394.msg5014857#msg5014857">Quote from: pendarious on 03-08-2011, 02:30:19</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div align="center"><strong>Karen and Arrow: Day 4:</strong></div><br>As Arrow spoke in such a shakespearean manner her face began to heat up again turning as red as it had been before. However he soon commented on reading a chapter a night. This caused some form of relief in the woman and she burst into laughter while still blushing "my....That was certainly fascinating.....IF you actually spoke that way all the time I fear I might actually fall for you you silver tongued devil" She was speaking propper english again rather than that lax scotts/irish/brittish slang manner she had been using before hand. She had been rather taken aback but was still quite amused by it.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Arrow just chuckled. though, he decided to just push it, even though she did say about the whole she might fall for him. "With a blush of roses, I dare say that your fare beauty dare to put to same the beauty of nature itself. There's no use in fighting your feelings! I have already given in to the bottomless pit that is my love for you! The more you try to hide it, the more your true feelings show through! You cannot fight true romance any more than you can fight the tides, milady." He smiled as he looked at her a bit as they continued to walk. Though, it was interesting how she now went back to her english, then her irish/scottish way of speaking. Even if his silver tongued shenanigans was to simply have a little fun. She seemed amused by it, so, he just went with it. Though, probably clear he read too much.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>03-08-2011, 08:47:04</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong>Karen and Arrow, Day 4:</strong></div><br>Karens face was set ablaze with emberassment once more. "Oh...Oh my..." she was driven speachless by his speach and found herself unable to move. so she seemed to just go ramrod straight and utterly frozen. to an outside observer it would be a rather comical scene to see.<br><br><div align="center"><strong>Illyria and Montressor: Day 7</strong></div><br>Illyria had decided on a chinese style dress and she had her white hair pulled into a braid. She had her arms folded with her hands in the sleeves. a smile on her face. "Good evening" she stated. She was actually very nervous about this but she was going to give it a shot anyway.<br><br><div align="center"><strong>Marcus and Moon, Day 7:</strong></div><br>Marcus chuckled again "I live just around the corner actually" He had his hands in his pockets as he spoke. He found Moon to be an interesting fellow.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>03-08-2011, 09:06:02</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=106394.msg5016516#msg5016516">Quote from: pendarious on 03-08-2011, 08:47:04</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div align="center"><strong>Karen and Arrow, Day 4:</strong></div><br>Karens face was set ablaze with emberassment once more. "Oh...Oh my..." she was driven speachless by his speach and found herself unable to move. so she seemed to just go ramrod straight and utterly frozen. to an outside observer it would be a rather comical scene to see.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Arrow noticed she had stopped. He stopped and turned to gaze upon her, still a smile on his face. seeing her face completely red and at a loss for words. He chuckled slightly. "When it comes to wits and words, I sure can surprise and slay people, eh?" Surely a ranch boy able to do such was probably unexpected. He came up to Karen and got down on one knee before her, took her hand and kissed the back of it before he stood up. "Suppose I might have embarrased you enough? If you wish, we can head back and you can do whatever it was you wanted to do?" he offered. then again, she may want to talk more and get to know him. Who knew.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>03-08-2011, 23:01:49</strong>
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				Montresor smiled widely as he came to the door and met Illyria all prepared for the evening. She may have been a little overdressed, really, but that just seemed to be her normal style, and he couldn't deny that she looked very beautiful like that. It didn't matter that much, either, since his mask would draw a lot more attention than her dress. "Good evening, Illyria," he stated in return, taking her hand and kissing the back of it in a formal gesture he hoped she would appreciate. "Are you ready to go?" the pilot then asked as he lifted his head. Even with the kind of money he made, he doubted he could take her anyway expensive enough that would really impress someone like her, nor be suitable for a first date, so he had decided the safest bet was to take her to try a kind of food she probably didn't have very often. In this case, Mediterranean food, which he hoped she would enjoy.<br><br>---<br><br>"Ah. I just work a few blocks away," Moon replied with a shrug, leaving out the part where he couldn't afford to live in a nicer part of the city, even with the extra money he made by still working at Don Alberto's on his off days from mech-fighting and repair. "So I guess your own preliminary matches are going well, then?" he asked, genuinely not knowing since he never actually bothered to follow what was going on with the other league members. He only recognized Marcus in the first place because of an ad he had recently seen by one of the man's sponsors that featured his face.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>04-08-2011, 01:04:19</strong>
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				Beth answered the door, dressed fairly simply in a medium-length skirt and turtle neck. She had decided to wear one of her nicer pairs of earrings though—she did not want to create the impression she was dressing down because she was not taking the date seriously. This outfit did have one advantage over the dress from the first date—the skirt did a much better job of showing off the shapeliness of her legs.<br><br>“You look lovely,” Beth said. It was always nice to be around an attractive woman and not have to hide her interest—she enjoyed beauty like Mira’s for its own sake, and it was no fun restricting her admiration to a passing glance. “Would you like anything before we go? Water, a snack?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>04-08-2011, 01:13:52</strong>
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				Mira paused in surprise when she saw Beth's outfit, unable to stop her eyes from drifting down for a few seconds to admire the shape of Beth's legs. However, the moment only lasted for a few seconds before Mira snapped herself back up and smiled casually, blushing lightly due to her own surprise. "I'm not the only one who looks nice, obviously." She smiled playfully, really enjoying the time she spent around Beth, who had done a fantastic job already of making Mira a more sociable person, no longer confined to her hangar for the entirety of her life. She shook her head lightly when Beth offered her something, since she figured the two would be getting dinner while they were out. "Nah, I think I'll be fine. I'm really excited to get today started, if I'm going to be totally honest."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>04-08-2011, 03:01:36</strong>
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				“Then we’re off,” Beth agreed, heading downstairs with Mira. “Though maybe not to the races yet—I still don’t know whether the music or death-defying madness of the go-karts comes first,” she joked. Admittedly, such an oddball activity was not something she would have ever thought to do left to her own devices—but Beth liked trying new things and was not afraid of a little silliness.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>04-08-2011, 03:06:51</strong>
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				Mira had recalled going go carting with a few friends back in school, well, the few friends that she had anyway. As far as she remembered, it was a very fun time, and all of them enjoyed themselves a great deal. So, she figured that it would be interesting to try as a date. Sure, normal driving was practical and all, but you never really got the thrill and rush of going fast, of racing somebody else in normal day to day driving. "I think the races should come first. Then we could grab a quick bite to eat and go see that musical." Mira laughed softly as she got into the driver's seat of the car, speaking in a soft voice. "I hope you don't find this date childish. We can change plans if you'd like."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>04-08-2011, 15:42:25</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong>Karen and Arrow on day 4:</strong></div><br>Karen having finally gotten her wits back chuckled softly "ah..that caught me off guard....but umm......your an interesting person I think I'd much rather continue this walk and conversation" She smiled at him then as the blush on her face slowly faded. She again began to walk. "So what motivated you to start mech battling anyway?"<br><br><br><div align="center"><strong>Illyria and Montressor Day 7:</strong></div><br>Illyria found herself blushing slightly when Montressor kissed her hand and asked if she were ready to go. "yes...I am ready" she replied softly before she started to walk with him back to his car. Once they got to the car she looked at it and stated "It's a rather nice car....not too big...nor is it too small" Though she was used to the large and lavish things that she could afford she did find she liked the more common things as well. Ever since she had began talking to montressor she had found herself more and more interested in what the more common people had. <br><br><div align="center"><strong>Marcus and Moon Day 7:</strong></div><br>Marcus nodded as he listened to moon speak. When the man asked about his MBF prelims Marcus replied "well enough I suppose. Though I must admit I'm surprised that it's you bringing up this topic. As for yourself well I'm sure things will get better for you."&nbsp; He honestly was surprisedthe moon had been the one to bring up this topic but he wasn't going to going to preassure the man into continuing this conversation. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>04-08-2011, 16:56:35</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=106394.msg5021925#msg5021925">Quote from: pendarious on 04-08-2011, 15:42:25</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div align="center"><strong>Karen and Arrow on day 4:</strong></div><br>Karen having finally gotten her wits back chuckled softly "ah..that caught me off guard....but umm......your an interesting person I think I'd much rather continue this walk and conversation" She smiled at him then as the blush on her face slowly faded. She again began to walk. "So what motivated you to start mech battling anyway?"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>As soon as Karen started to walk, he moved aside and walked along side of her. When she asked the questin, he took a moment before answering. "Money... My father is too old to be running the ranch and it does not provide the money needed to take care of us. Plus, I can;t do everything n my own from, carring for animals and him. My mother has been long since alive in this world. We also do not have the money to pay for pain medication for him. I would have brought some money with me for personal use, but I felt it would have been better used on my old man over me. Family was always top priority over anything." he explained to Karen, fully answeing her honestly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>04-08-2011, 22:22:51</strong>
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				“Not at all,” Beth told Mira. “I think it could be a lot of fun—it’ll be a nice change to be in a vehicle where you can goof off and there’s no real stress to it. As much as I love mech piloting, you’ve got to always be focused and it can get tiring.” She paused a moment. “So, I forgot to ask, what’s this musical called?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>04-08-2011, 23:18:08</strong>
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				After Ysena told the Nurse what she would like for a meal, just a simple pasta and sauce with some bread. She noticed the Comm next to her, still feeling fairly weak she lowered her body so she was resting on one arm. Her other arm reaching over and dialing the number for her grandad, but for now there was no response, so instead she tried to remember Julians number, trying several different numbers until she got the right one.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>05-08-2011, 01:03:50</strong>
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				Mira shut her eyes to think about the answer for a few seconds before she opened them and flashed Beth a warm and polite smile. "It's a pretty obscure one called 'I want to be your canary'. Apparently it's sort of like a parody of the old play 'Romeo and Juliet'. Though honestly, I don't know much more about it other then the reviews, which praise it pretty highly." Mira giggled lightly, pulling a hand off the wheel to interlace her middle and index fingers for a few moments. "Here's hoping it's good."<br><br>..........................................................................................<br><br>Fortunately for Ysena, there weren't very many Julians registered in the town after the required search was done, so it only took her about three or four tries before the Julian that she wanted finally picked up. He smiled lightly in surprise, seeing that the girl was finally awake. "Ysena, this is a pleasant surprise, how are you feeling?" It was a massive relief to see that Ysena had finally waken up, he had almost held himself almost personally responsible for her attack, even though he knew it wasn't really his fault. Still, he was the one who took her out, and neglected to see that she was medicated...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>05-08-2011, 02:16:59</strong>
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				"I'm alright, still feeling a bit drained, I'm sorry for scaring you like that Julian, I didn't expect to have such a heavy attack, I feel really bad that I ruined our lunch, not that I can really remember much of it... Which makes me feel even worse. I'm just hoping a bit of hospital food will help me perk up. How have you been? Apparently I was out for 6 days, but it feels like I haven't slept for that long"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>05-08-2011, 02:20:58</strong>
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				Julian started to laugh a bit when she talked about hoping that hospital food would help to make her feel better. "For one who spends as much time in the hospital as I bet you do, you don't seem one to understand the terror of hospital food. Fear not, I'll grab you something from the outside world if you want." He went silent for a few moments, letting her continue. "Yeah, it's been about 6 days, I've been worried about you. Fine, but worried." he chuckled lightly, scratching the back of his head. "Silly, huh?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>05-08-2011, 03:37:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Montresor smiled at her fairly successful attempt at a compliment as he opened the passenger side door for her. "I hold onto it for practicality, since sometimes I need more room than my Yoshida has to offer, and some people just plain hate riding on the back of a sport bike," he explained, refusing to show any affection for the four-wheeler even if he secretly sometimes liked how much more comfortable and reliable it was than his other transport. He didn't want to weaken the rock star image he believed he had in front of her, after all. Once she was in the car, he took the wheel and started driving them back toward the city, where the restaurant he was taking her to waited. "So what do you drive, then, or do you go around with a limo and everything?"<br><br>---<br><br>Moon shrugged and smiled at the vote of confidence. Ever since his encounter with Jillian and the aid he had undeservedly received, he was actually feeling slightly more hopeful about his upcoming matches. "Yeah, if I can keep Big Al at least mostly repaired for my upcoming matches, I may be able to land a sponsor this time around," he agreed. "It's, uh, kind of embarrassing, but...if I do win some, I actually owe it to another pilot, Jillian Ashfeld. She's offered to help me get some decent maintenance done on my weapon." He did feel it was a little shameful to be accepting help from a competitor, but acting like any victories would be all his doing, even in front of a man he had just met, would be an awful lie in his opinion.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>05-08-2011, 04:38:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Karen and Arrow Day 4:<br><br>Karen listened to Arrow talk and nodded silently "An honorable thing to do I say" she remarked. "I hope your able to aid your father back to full health or at least as healthy as possible" she stated smiling at him.<br><br>Illyria and Montressor Day 7:<br><br>Illyria looked at montressor as he asked about her own mode of transport "me? I prefer to walk if it's within 3-5 miles however if it's further than that then I take a nice little sports car that I got a few years ago. I only use a Limo for family affairs" She hated to admit that but never the less he had asked. <br><br>Marcus and Moon Day 7:<br><br>Marcus nodded "an honest man you are Mr. Park that could help and hurt you both but I admire it that's for sure." He didn't quite understand the position the other man was in but he wouldn't let the man's spirit go to waste. "I believe that It is rather impressive that you accept the aid youve been offered and admit to it. Most pilots would greedily hog all the glory they could"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>05-08-2011, 05:06:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=106394.msg5024520#msg5024520">Quote from: pendarious on 05-08-2011, 04:38:54</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Karen and Arrow Day 4:<br><br>Karen listened to Arrow talk and nodded silently "An honorable thing to do I say" she remarked. "I hope your able to aid your father back to full health or at least as healthy as possible" she stated smiling at him.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Arrow almost sighed, but didn't. "Considering everything, that may or maynot happen. It's a gamble here. I may win, I may loose. I may get the money soon, I may never get the money. I may even need it all for myself a few times. Just too many other factors influencing the idea. I just hope he still has enough to support himself for the time being." He added, fixing one of the rolled up sleeves of his military-looking blue jacket.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>05-08-2011, 11:55:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Wow, walking that kind of distance all the time and driving a sports car? Not what I expected from a girl as proper as you," Montresor teased with a light grin, not teasing her about the limo thing since she might not appreciate that. "Sounds like a decent way to stay healthy, though. I live inside the city, so it'd probably be pretty easy for me to pull off. Cardio and going to the gym aren't really my thing so manual labor working on the TG is all that's keeping me fit."<br><br>---<br><br>Moon shifted awkwardly and looked away at the praise he got for something he believed was a little bit shameful for a professional. "I can't just lie and say everything that may or may not happen is my doing when it's really Miss Ashfeld that's done it. Besides, I'm not really in this for the glory or the popularity or whatever," he further explained, not going any further than that and saying what he was in it for unless Marcus asked.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>05-08-2011, 16:24:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah... You get used to it after a while, its not all that bad though, do wish I didn't have to be here so often" She giggled, then letting him continue, she couldn't stop herself from blushing when he said he was worried about her. "I... uh... Yeah, pretty silly, heh" She was quite obviously thrown aback after the comment. "They said I could be out in no time, they just need to do some checks."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>05-08-2011, 16:36:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian just chuckled and turned his head away, trying his best to hide the fact that he was blushing lightly as she agreed with him about his worrying. He felt a bit foolish for worrying about somebody he only just met, but Ysena was a very special case, and Julian found himself growing rather fond of her over a short period of time. "Anyway... would you like some company perhaps? I mean, if you'd rather be alone that's fine, but I could come by if you want."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>05-08-2011, 16:47:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"It's up to you, I don't want to be taking you away from anything important, and as I said, I dunno if they'll let me out today or in a couple of days, I hope its soon though, because I'm due a match in a couple of days, and I still have so much work left to do on my mech. This has set me back so much" She sighed. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>05-08-2011, 16:57:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I... um..." He should just come out and tell her, he really should. I mean, it wasn't even really a secret worth keeping away from her, so long as the masses didn't find out about it. Julian just wanted to pay his way through college, and then be done with Mech battling for the rest of his life. He didn't want any of the fame, or hassle, that came with being a successful MBF pilot, and that's how the Phantom Warrior was born. "I'll be by to talk to you in a little while, see you soon."<br><br>Perhaps he could commission a maintenance team for her, just to make sure that her mech was ready for battle this one time, or any other time that her illness was starting to take over.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>05-08-2011, 17:13:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh sure, I'll see you in a bit then" She smiled, before turning the comms off, just as they were finishing the nurse knocked on her door, motioning for her to come in, she sat herself up, the smell of pasta wofting into the room causing her tummy to rumble in anticipation. As she began to dig in, the nurse told her that the doctor would be along in just over an hour to run some diagnostics to see if she was fit to leave.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>05-08-2011, 17:18:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian would arrive in about an hour and a half, just in time for the doctor to finish up whatever it was that he needed to do before telling Ysena that she either had to stay in the hospital for a few more days, or if she was free to go. Whichever way, Julian simply smiled as he walked through the door, curious as to how the girl was doing. On the way over, he thought long and hard about his priorities in life, and he realized that he couldn't turn his head away from somebody in need of help just to slightly convenience him. "How are you feeling, Ysena?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>05-08-2011, 17:53:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm ok, feeling a fair bit better after I had something to eat, the doctor said I should be able to be discharged on my own after a nights rest, they don't want me leaving the hospital alone while I'm still fatigued, He also said I would have to take it easy for a week..." Although its doctors orders, there was a spark in Ysena's eye that telled that regardless, she would still go through with her next match.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>05-08-2011, 17:59:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian sat down in the nearby chair, sighing lightly as she talked, and that little glimmer of action in her eye told about how she planned on spiting the doctor's orders. "Maybe it would be a good idea for you to pass on this one. It's not like you won't have another chance to redeem yourself when you're not suffering from an illness." Julian didn't want to see Ysena do anything that would cause herself any harm. After all, according to what Takashi said, she was always a bit stubborn when it came to this sort of thing.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>05-08-2011, 18:14:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Its only a reccomendation from the doctor, its not like I'm going to be bedridden, but this is my first official match of the season, I can't be setting a president for future matches because I was feeling a little under the weather Julian. I'll be fine, its the Lynx I'm worried about. She won't be ready for a match in her condition. Unless I can finish the modifications to her. I will not pass the inspection and be removed from the League outright.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>05-08-2011, 18:25:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				And so the decision was made. Sure, the MBF was still in the preliminaries, but it was clear that Ysena was taking this extremely seriously. Besides, she did have a point about finishing her modifications alister that she wasn't DQed from the league. Softly, he planted his hand on her shoulder. "... leave the Lynx to me, you just focus on relaxing, getting your strength back."<br><br>Julian had some explaining to do now...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>05-08-2011, 23:30:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"But... The Lynx is a military model, not the usual wargames type, its not like their mechanics are common knowledge even to the mechanics and pilots, I don't mean to be rude Julian, but your neither. The Lynx is a incredibly complex machine, and the limitations required because its a military model are huge." She smiled, really appreciative of his intention, but this wasn't a car, this was a warmachine.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>05-08-2011, 23:36:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ysena..." Julian sighed and pulled away, sitting down in the chair again when she talked about how complicated the procedure was. "Let me do this for you, please. I don't want to see you push yourself over the limit over something like this. I... I know a bit about how to conduct maintenance on mechs, honestly, and I know a few good people who could have the Lynx operational in no time flat. You don't need to do this alone, Ysena."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 00:03:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Nah, this is really nothing Julian, don't get me wrong, I'm really thankful that your so willing to help me, its ever so sweet... Its just, given how tempermental the Lynx can be, I don't wanna see you getting hurt... Wait, you have some experience with mech maintanence? I thought you said you havent really had much to do with them." She looked at him confused. Was he hiding something from her?
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 00:08:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Julian shifted his gaze away from her, somewhat ashamed for having lied to her in the first place. thankfully, it wasn't like he was revealing one of his deepest and darkest secrets. Or, at the very least, it didn't really matter to him that Ysena knew, so long as she kept it to herself. "I... Yeah... I do have experience with MWs... more then most people, actually."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 00:24:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=106394.msg5023677#msg5023677">Quote from: DemonWing01 on 05-08-2011, 01:03:50</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Mira shut her eyes to think about the answer for a few seconds before she opened them and flashed Beth a warm and polite smile. "It's a pretty obscure one called 'I want to be your canary'. Apparently it's sort of like a parody of the old play 'Romeo and Juliet'. Though honestly, I don't know much more about it other then the reviews, which praise it pretty highly." Mira giggled lightly, pulling a hand off the wheel to interlace her middle and index fingers for a few moments. "Here's hoping it's good."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>“Romeo and Juliet?” Beth asked. “Is that your subtle way to send the message that you think our date will end in tragedy?” She then laughed slightly to show she was teasing. “But I’m sure it will be fine—I don’t know enough about musicals to be very snobby about how good they are. The only entertainment I don’t enjoy is the stuff that falls in the gap between ‘good’ and ‘so bad it’s good.’”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 20:41:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mira's eyes widened a tiny bit as Beth spoke before she tried to cover her tracks up. "What? N-no! That wasn't what I meant at all, really, it's supposed to be more of a comedy then anything so I-" <br><br>oh... she was laughing.<br><br>Mira's face went about as red as the human organ could let it get, as she coughed a few times and returned her attention to the road. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>07-08-2011, 13:05:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Beth covered her mouth with one hand and smiled slightly at Mira’s reaction. “You can be so adorable. Well, technically you’re adorable all the time, but sometimes even more so.” The two women were only separated by four years of age, and yet Beth almost felt like she was robbing the cradle. Though maybe the reason for that was obvious—they were in very different places in their lives. Mira was naïve and inexperienced, while Beth was already established in her career, had dated, been married, become wealthy, lost her spouse... The older pilot did not think this difference would be any sort of problem, at least not on her end—she found Mira’s qualities very endearing.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>07-08-2011, 18:03:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Karen and Arrow Day 4:<br><br>Karen nodded at Arrows remark "true I suppose but it never hurts to hope no?" She meant it too. She felt bad for arrow and truly hoped he could help his father though the mans age was likely to do him in any day now.<br><br>Illyria and Montressor Day 7:<br><br>Illyria nodded "I see....well perhaps you really should take up walking more often. It's definitely good for keeping one in shape." Then as an after thought she added "The sports car caught my eye because of it's design it was rather nice I thought"&nbsp; She then looked around as he drove taking a look at their surroundings out of pure curiosity.<br><br>Marcus and Moon Day 7:<br><br>Marcus chuckled "I don't know how many people are in it for the fame...but i'm certainly not. I do this for money and nothing more" He was being quite honest here. Marcus himself was a rather mysterious man he often refused to speak with reporters and when he did he often played cat and mouse with them he had no interest in revealing too much about himself.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>07-08-2011, 18:08:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mira remained blissfully unaware of Beth's thoughts about how much further along in her life she was then Mira, even though they were only a meager four years apart. Shifting around in her seat slightly, Mira settled down and spoke in a more casual tone "Glad you approve then, I don't know what I'd do if I came off as being too childish for you." She chuckled uneasily, and kept on driving towards their location. After a few more minutes, the two pulled into a rather expensive and professional looking lobby lot, and as the two went inside, they were greeted by a rather stereotypical mechanic looking man: overweight, ugly, and bathed in grease. Still, he was polite enough "Ah, welcome to <em>high fliers</em>, ladies. Will you be checking in a double cart, or two singles today?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>07-08-2011, 20:44:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“You’re definitely not childish,” Beth reassured her—whatever her other concerns, that was definitely not a word she would have used.<br><br>Once they arrived at the go-cart track and were greeted by the mechanic, she was very surprised by two things. First that there was not either a sullen teen or a robot dealing with the customers, and secondly that the man showed no sign of recognizing either woman. Granted, there were some fans who only watched the mechs and did not care about the pilots. And a small minority of people who did not care much for the MBF at all. There was also the possibility he did know who Beth was but was not letting on for whatever reason. She supposed that as curious as she was, it did not really matter.<br><br>“Two singles, I think,” Beth answered the man, glancing to Mira for confirmation—being stuck as a passenger sounded boring.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>07-08-2011, 20:49:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mira nodded softly to indicate that they would be buying two singles, before the mechanic handed them a few papers for them to sign. "right, so just to warn the two of you before hand, these things aren't little kiddie carts, what you're about to ride in is a very dangerous vehicle that, if used irresponsibly, could seriously hurt either you or the people around you. What this paper says is, basically, you'll remember that you're an adult, and you won't do anything TOO over the top in these things." At the sound of this man talking about how dangerous a go cart was, Mira couldn't help but cast Beth a humored look. Apparently, he didn't really know much about the pilots beneath the mechs.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>07-08-2011, 21:00:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Beth had about the same reaction Mira did to the warning, returning the sidelong glance. “Understood,” Beth told the man, somehow managing to sound as if she took him seriously. She glanced at the paper briefly. <em>This guy is old fashioned as hell—no automated customer service and actual physical paper.</em> After the women had signed the forms, Beth waited to receive the key or card for her cart and then headed in whatever direction the man indicated the carts were at. She also pays for use of the carts when that comes up.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>07-08-2011, 21:09:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mira was around the same thought plain as Beth, though she did understand why this was all happening. Digital signers did cost quite a bit of money, sometimes, for smaller companies, it was just easier and cheaper to still produce actual papers and signatures, rather then fork over the money for an electric signer. Mira took the key to her vehicle as well, and after Beth paid (despite Mira being the one running this date), the two went out to the track to find that, even though the inside of the building was old fashioned, the carts themselves were up to snuff. Mira hopped into one and put on the glasses provided, since the little bitty windshield wasn't quite enough to protect one's eyes from the high speeds that would cause them to squint and shut. As she buckled in, and her cart lifted off the ground, she smiled eagerly over at Beth, waiting for the green light to flash. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>07-08-2011, 21:30:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=106394.msg5034423#msg5034423">Quote from: pendarious on 07-08-2011, 18:03:32</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Karen and Arrow Day 4:<br><br>Karen nodded at Arrows remark "true I suppose but it never hurts to hope no?" She meant it too. She felt bad for arrow and truly hoped he could help his father though the mans age was likely to do him in any day now.<br><br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>"I thank you for your kindness ma'am. Life finds a way." He added, but looked at her a bit with a sile on his face. "Is there something your in this sportin event for? Surely a well accomplished woman like yourself can do much better then an event like this." His footsteps sounded on the cement as they walked and his face showing that he was happy with the company.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>08-08-2011, 03:24:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The go-carts turned out to be not quite as small and feeble as Beth would have expected—she supposed that would make things more interesting, and the earlier warning a bit less laughable. She likewise got in her vehicle, put on the dorky looking glasses, and buckled up. “Where’s the plasma cannons on this thing?” she joked to Mira right before the start.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>09-08-2011, 22:57:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Montresor nodded, his fast driving taking the car quickly past all of the suburbs and little buildings on the outskirts of the city and toward the large congregation of skyscrapers itself. "Must be the pilot in you. You never see someone in our line of work driving some old piece of junk that hardly works," he observed, noting mentally that she didn't seem quite as abnormal as she used to. "Anyway, is Greek food alright with you? I have a great taverna near the park that I go to all the time. Usually without the mask, though," he said with a smile.<br><br>---<br><br>Moon paused, surprised he would admit to being in the league for a reason as apparently empty and self-serving as just getting rich. There must have been more to it than that, which is why he withheld his judgment for a moment. "Is there something you're trying to earn the money for? I'm trying to make enough to pay for college and living without the loans and everything a citizen would get, which would probably be easy if I had a sponsor."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>10-08-2011, 06:04:38</strong>
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				Mira giggled softly when Beth talked about the plasma cannon, though she almost had enough time to get in a return before the green light dropped. "Bring it back to my hangar and I'll-" <br><br>Mira was cut off by the buzzer resonating, indicating that the two could start. Putting down the pedal as far down as it could go, Mira was stunned by just how fast these things were capable of moving. While not quite as fast as the commercial car that she used to get here, there was no denying that this little cart made her feel the speed a lot easier, making it thrilling, even though they weren't going quite as fast as normal.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>10-08-2011, 18:28:31</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=106394.msg5027661#msg5027661">Quote from: DemonWing01 on 06-08-2011, 00:08:07</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Julian shifted his gaze away from her, somewhat ashamed for having lied to her in the first place. thankfully, it wasn't like he was revealing one of his deepest and darkest secrets. Or, at the very least, it didn't really matter to him that Ysena knew, so long as she kept it to herself. "I... Yeah... I do have experience with MWs... more then most people, actually."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>"Oh really? This is where you'll tell me that your one of the top seeded Mech pilots, who's skill is so unrivaled that you keep your identity hidden from the media mass's out of fear that you would never get a break and will become some major celebrity and have your own breakfast cereal" She giggled, not realising just how close she actually was.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>10-08-2011, 19:01:16</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong>Karen and Arrow Day 4:</strong></div><br>Karen pondered a moment on how to answer his inquiry "I'm in this sport simply because the group I'm working with these days developed a MW as a means of testing out some new breakthroughs in research on gravitational pull and devices for controlling it" She nodded her head as she stated this.<br><br>She simply smiled content with the mans company as they walked.<br><br><br><div align="center"><strong>Illyria and Montressor:</strong></div><br>Illyria nodded as Montressor remarked that it could be the pilot in her to have a flashy sort of car. "I have never actually had Greek before so this should be an interesting experiance."&nbsp; Montressors remark about usually not wearing his mask at this place caught her interest though "You don't say?" she asked softly and quite curiously.<br><br><br><div align="center"><strong>Marcus and Moon:</strong></div><br>"Is there something I am working to gain the money for? well It's certainly better paying than my other job....Lets just say I'm.....a.....butcher and leave it at that ok?" A butcher was definitely a good way to put it but he wasn't interested in sharing the true meaning behind that. He chuckled then added "college huh? that's a good use of money to be sure...Good luck with that" then as an afterthought "So what do you want to go to college for anyway?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>10-08-2011, 19:09:40</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=106394.msg5048115#msg5048115">Quote from: pendarious on 10-08-2011, 19:01:16</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div align="center"><strong>Karen and Arrow Day 4:</strong></div><br>Karen pondered a moment on how to answer his inquiry "I'm in this sport simply because the group I'm working with these days developed a MW as a means of testing out some new breakthroughs in research on gravitational pull and devices for controlling it" She nodded her head as she stated this.<br><br>She simply smiled content with the mans company as they walked.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Arrow nodded. "I see. Sounds much too complicated for me. Still, if you need a machine for a mount. the Gigas can handle it. It's made for heavy weapons. Hell, those buster cannons ain;t light and the recoils pretty heavy. Just throwin hat offer out to you." He said to her. To be honest, it all sounded like something from a science fiction novel. Was it even possible to do such?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>11-08-2011, 03:37:04</strong>
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				Beth’s little cart set off behind Mira’s, with the older pilot starting off a bit conservatively in order to get a feel for how the thing handled. She figured that in a little while, she would pick up the pace and see just what the floating contraption could do. <em>If any fans see me in this thing, they’ll think I’ve lost it,</em> she thought, amused.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>12-08-2011, 01:45:51</strong>
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				Mira giggled lightly, being the gearhead she was, she was able to get a pretty good idea of what was going on beneath the hood of the floating car relatively quickly. She did everything in her power to stop Beth from passing her as the two raced around the track, finding it an extremely fun and refreshing change of pace from her regular giant robot battles.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>12-08-2011, 06:30:20</strong>
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				"Yeah, but I guess I'll have to pretend I've never been there before now, huh?" Montresor replied with a smirk, indicating that he had never been there with anyone who only knew him as Montresor before. He fell silent for a moment then, wondering how Illyria felt about him having to keep this fake persona up while he was out with here. It was necessary, surely, since his face getting out there would be shortly followed by the rest of his identity, but it felt a little disrespectful to the lady nonetheless.<br><br>Before he had the guts to see how she felt on the matter, however, they arrived at their destination: a little white stone restaurant set deep back between two taller, red brick buildings, the big empty yard between it and the street filled with a large number of round table with umbrella screens over them. The canopy above the doorway read <em>Pappou Cafe</em> in large white letters against a blue background. Parking across the street, Montresor stepped out and opened Illyria's door for her with a smile.<br><br>---<br><br>"A...butcher?" Moon asked, but backed off instantly instead of pressing further. That sounded like exactly the kind of thing one should never press further into, and it did make the pilot a little more nervous around the man. He even stammered when he tried to answer Marcus' question. "Psy- psychology. I think I could be really good at relating to people and helping them work out their problems. The school I want to go to costs much more money than I had in West Korea, though."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>12-08-2011, 22:29:08</strong>
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				Beth followed very closely after Mira, hunting for an opening to pass her. On the one hand, she could not be <em>too</em> aggressive—she could imagine what a disaster it would be to cause Mira to crash. On the other hand, purposely letting the other woman win such a trivial contest would be a bit insulting. And the truth was Beth could be quite competitive herself, or she never would have made it far in the MBF to begin with. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>15-08-2011, 16:15:44</strong>
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				Seeing as how Mira was a bit inexperienced in driving these carts, and how Beth was a considerably more experienced competitor, on and off the battlefield, it wouldn't have been too difficult for her to find a pocket or two that she could use to get past Mira, even though the other woman was trying her hardest to prevent them. She would glance back at Beth on occasion, giggling softly in enjoyment. It had been a while since she had such simple, childish fun, and she'd be sure to make the most of it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>15-08-2011, 21:15:49</strong>
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				When Beth saw Mira take a turn a little too wide, she passed the younger woman’s go-cart on the inside. As she floored it down the straightaway, she heard her wrist comm beep. <em>Hope that’s not important, because this is hardly the time.</em> She kept up her fast pace, curious to see if Mira would try to take back the lead.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>16-08-2011, 01:43:19</strong>
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				Julian chuckled a little bit and scratched the back of his head, a bit put off by how accurate she actually was with her joke. "I trust you've heard of the phantom warrior?" Julian shut his eyes and thought about the name for a moment, it was one that the media had given to him. He would have preferred to remain nameless, but people loved a face, a name. <br><br>............................<br><br>Mira would battle her hardest to reclaim the lead, but she would fail as Beth finished her last lap in front of her. When the race was finished, Mira hopped out of the cart with a pair of rather uneasy legs, having been unprepared to stand up again so suddenly. She approached Beth and chuckled softly, a wide smile on her face as she did so. "That was a lot of fun, Beth, did you enjoy yourself too?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>16-08-2011, 07:14:44</strong>
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				Beth returned the grin. “I had fun too—it’s certainly not the rush of piloting a mech, but it’s a lot more relaxing. I declare this date fifty percent of an resounding success—you only get the other fifty percent if the musical is good,” she teased. “Oh, almost forgot, I got a text during the race. Let me just make sure it’s nothing serious.” She read the message quickly on her wrist comm. “Ah, it’s from Mike, he says my next match is announced for tomorrow. Some newbie pilot I never heard of...and he’s zero for two.” Beth paused uncomfortably—in all likelihood, she about to end his hopes for the season at least and maybe wreck his dream for good. Still, there was nothing for it—every pilot ran at least some risk for washing out during the prelims.<br><br>“So, how much time before the musical starts?” she asked, putting her work distraction out of her mind.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>17-08-2011, 15:58:04</strong>
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				Mira paused and rested her arms behind her back when Beth answered the text, talking about how she was going to have to fight some greenhorn that had lost both of his first two matches. "It's sad, the prelims are supposed to be designed so that everybody got a fair shot at the league, but there's just so many people entering every year that the league just can't keep up with them all." She got into her car as she continued to speak, seeming to have gotten lost in her own little world. "I mean, just look at me. I got trashed by Jareth in my first round, and then they turn around and put me up against Takashi Fujin. Sure, I won, but you get the idea..." She turned around and blinked a few times, followed by a shake of her head as Beth asked about how long it would be before the musical. "What? O-oh, sorry. We got about an hour and a half, it seems."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>17-08-2011, 21:15:33</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong>Karen and Arrow Day 4:</strong></div><br>Karen smiled at arrow "thank you for the offer but the whole purpose behind constructing Grandveil was to mount the equipment to......It's actually quite fun work especially when we spend hours just goofing around in an anti-gravity field. Although the specs of the machine are a secret there is nothing preventing me from talking about some of our other work" she was enjoying herself immensly. though she was sure arrow didn't believe it was possible to manipulate gravity.<br><br><br><div align="center"><strong>Illyria and Montressor Day 7:</strong></div><br>Illyria stepped out of the car and looked over the place. "It appears like a cozy little place" she mused. She had no expperiance with this sort of restaraunt growing up she had only known the finest 5 star places but as of late she had found herself going to smaller lesser known places to eat. This seemed like a rather nicely decorated one though. "I think it's interesting how you manage to lead two different lives Montressor.......though I admit I am quite curious about your other self"<br><br><br><div align="center"><strong>Marcus and Moon Day 7:</strong></div><br>"Yes a butcher."&nbsp; Marcus replied simply. He was amused that Moon didn't push for details but then again it was for the best. As Moon went on about becoming a psychiatrist his stance shifted a bit. Marcus was no longer standing with a guarded aura now it was a more amicable one since the topic had shifted away from himself. "ah I believe your right about that....you may make a great counsilor"&nbsp; he then tapped his chin in thought "That is the problem with schools these days isn't it? quite expensive. I admire men like you Mr. Park who intend to go to college....I never had the luxury of doing so"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>17-08-2011, 21:56:21</strong>
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				Arrow and Karen Day 4<br><br>Arrow shrugged. "Well, the offer is on the table. Sides, there are always weapons that only animal-like mechs could properly use. Like the Buster Cannons for example. then again, the Gigas was built to use weapons like that.' He added. He was not about to ask about the gravity stuff and her shenanigans. He was sure it was fun and she looked like the sun loving stuff. Really, she was wearing THOSE EARS. Even so, he did not even know if gravity manipulation was possible. "If I had money. I would love to offer to buy you lunch or something." He added in. running out of things to talk about fast.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>18-08-2011, 23:12:21</strong>
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				“We can always grab a bite to eat then, maybe go for a walk afterward if that doesn’t take up enough time,” Beth suggested. “As for the prelims, I think they should be changed so that returning pilots are kept separate from the new ones—there would still be some gross mismatches, but it would cut down on the problem. But it seems like the MBF has been around so long a lot of people are slaves to tradition for tradition’s sake.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>19-08-2011, 15:24:28</strong>
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				Montresor chuckled lightheartedly as he led her up to the restaurant and got them a table, though her words actually made him feel kind of guilty. Here he was, trying to be a friend to her and show her a good time, but she wasn't even allowed to know his real name or face? "Well, who knows? Maybe you'll get to meet my other self at some point. Maybe he's not so different from how I am right now," he offered, there being some truth to his words. He wasn't acting quite like the Montresor one found in the arena who taunted and insulted his opponents, so his current attitude could only be coming from one place.<br><br>As the waiter came over, he ordered himself a water and allowed Illyria to get water she wanted, ordering kolokythoanthoi for the two of them as an appetizer. "You know, I don't really know all that much about you, either, except for some hobbies and what you do for a living."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>21-08-2011, 18:40:58</strong>
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				Mira nodded in agreement as she powered on the car and started to drive off. After about a twenty minute drive, the two of them came to a rather decent looking diner, where Mira parked and stepped outside. "Well, this place isn't too far from the theater, so we should have plenty of time to sit down and enjoy our meal before we go to the musical." About five minutes later, the two of them were sitting down at a table, Mira looking across at Beth with a curious gaze, she wanted to know more about her date, understand her a bit deeper. "So Beth, what was it that made you choose mech battling over going to college?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>21-08-2011, 19:51:18</strong>
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				“That was a difficult decision,” Beth admitted. “My freshman year of high school I would have laughed at the idea of not going immediately to college and then on to post-grad AI work—I was obsessed with robots and science stuff for as long as I can remember.<br><br>“For me the school mech team started mostly as something that sounded fun, and would look good on my college applications. But over the course of three years it grew into another passion of mine—the thrill of dodging missiles, hitting that shot everyone thinks is impossible, the speed and explosions. And it didn’t hurt that I was so good at it, and that I had a thing for the head cheerleader.” Beth gave a slight laugh, though with a certain wistful quality to it. It was hard to think of Melissa without feeling a little sad, but at the same time she had so many good memories of those years.<br><br>“After the Mortars came in second in the nationals, I got a dream sponsorship offer for the professional league—fairly solid mech I could customize, decent repair budget, comfortable pay, and minimal obligations beyond some press stuff and having a winning season if I wanted to renew. I was very torn—on the one hand, it was such an amazing opportunity, but on the other the MBF is still just a game when you get down to it.<br><br>“I guess ultimately I wanted to do both. And while I could easily go to college later in life I couldn’t very well try to start an MBF career in my forties after my reflexes had dulled. So, I’ve been taking summer classes with an eye toward having my bachelor’s degree before I retire. I figure I’ll probably do that in my early thirties, so I can go out still near the top of my game. Then I’ll go on to grad school and keep up my charity work and advertising stuff on the side.<br><br>“Hopefully, that look into the inner workings of my fiendish mind wasn’t too boring,” she joked. “But anyway, I suppose I could turn the same question around to you. I recall you mentioned that you weren’t always so mech-obsessed and difficult to get out of a hangar. What brought you to the MBF?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>22-08-2011, 05:18:45</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong>Karen and Arrow Day 4:</strong></div><br>Karen chuckled softly "it's true there are weapons that only animalistic mechs could hold and thank you for your offer about using yours as a test subject." she noticed that he again looked at her headband "something about them amuse you?" she asked. she couldn't help the smile that had formed on her face.<br><br><br><div align="center"><strong>Illyria and Montressor day 7:</strong></div><br>"Hmm.....that could be interesting" she replied with a half smile on her face. of course his mention of not knowing much about her had of course made her think about it herself. "Is there anything in particular you wish to know?" she asked him with a serious expression crossing her lips.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>22-08-2011, 05:30:54</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=106394.msg5099426#msg5099426">Quote from: pendarious on 22-08-2011, 05:18:45</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div align="center"><strong>Karen and Arrow Day 4:</strong></div><br>Karen chuckled softly "it's true there are weapons that only animistic mechs could hold and thank you for your offer about using yours as a test subject." she noticed that he again looked at her headband "something about them amuse you?" she asked. she couldn't help the smile that had formed on her face.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Arrow blinked at her question about THOSE EARS! "Ah....a...a... itsy....bu..... Uh, no, no.... nothing" He laughed nervously a bit. It was just they were well... THERE. He then cleared his throat, noticing her smile and a lovely one at that. "Yes, well... Your welcome. My family has taken pride in the simplest of things. If someone needs help, we offer unless a family member is dying or something. Family has always been the highest regard." He added, getting away from the subject of dem EARS!
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>22-08-2011, 15:27:05</strong>
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				Montresor leaned forward on the table as he thought about what he wanted to know about her. He did know a fair bit about her current circumstances, goals, and hobbies in all honesty, but there wasn't much he knew about her past. "What was life like before you joined the MBF? What was your family like?" he asked, hoping he wasn't hitting on an unpleasant subject. He knew she didn't seem to have any family around at the moment, but he didn't do enough research to find out why.<br><br>---<br><br>(Sorry, forgot about this part.)<br><br>Moon smiled at the compliment, but looked fairly confused as Marcus continued on. "Why can't you just go to college now? I'm sure you must have plenty of money to take classes on the side or even retire from the league entirely to go full-time. You've been a pretty successful pilot, right?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>23-08-2011, 00:00:31</strong>
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				<br><div align="center"><strong>Karen and Arrow Day 4:</strong></div><br>Karen couldn't help but laugh again as he stuttered. "I get that reaction alot....as I stated before I think they are quite cute." she then listened to him speak about how his family held helping others in high regard and she found herself pondering how to say this next phrase. "Well it is a fine tradition to do so" <br><br><br><div align="center"><strong>Illyria and Montressor Day 7:</strong></div><br>She had not expected this to be the first question. "That is a matter......I would rather discuss only in private"&nbsp; She had no reason to hide the truth of this matter from Montressor since she had a feeling he would understand. This was also not something that could be stated in public because it was dreadfully incriminating and could be used against her in many ways.<br><br><div align="center"><strong>Marcus and Moon Day 7:</strong></div><br>Marcus was a bit surprised by Moon's questions but he didn't hold them against the man after all he had developed an odd liking of the man. "why can't I go to school? To be honest I could very easily go back to school as you say....but I enjoy the MBF too much" he chuckled at this "Also I make plenty of money between this and the butcher job so why worry about it?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>23-08-2011, 00:21:30</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=106394.msg5102540#msg5102540">Quote from: pendarious on 23-08-2011, 00:00:31</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div align="center"><strong>Karen and Arrow Day 4:</strong></div><br>Karen couldn't help but laugh again as he stuttered. "I get that reaction alot....as I stated before I think they are quite cute." she then listened to him speak about how his family held helping others in high regard and she found herself pondering how to say this next phrase. "Well it is a fine tradition to do so" </blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Arrow was damn sure she got plenty of reactions like that. Did not seem like a thing that was uncommon either. They were THOSE EARS after all. "Well, it's just values I was taught. Probably were I come from too. I was not raised in the city too. I do not know. Still, it's been more of an honor to meet you." He said, not really knowing what to talk about now.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>23-08-2011, 23:08:54</strong>
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				"Really? Well, I guess we can talk about it another time, then," Montresor responded, only made more curious that she wouldn't want to discuss the matter in public. In that case, he was surprised she would want to tell him anything at all, but apparently she trusted him enough to do so, which was fairly encouraging. "Okay, then, what was it that got you into mech battling in the first place? Did you play for any other leagues before you went to the majors?"<br><br>---<br><br>Moon smiled and nodded lightly. "I guess you have to have a really strong commitment to going to college to pull yourself away from a career as fun and rewarding as being a pro athlete. Even if I was really popular and successful, though, I know I'd force myself to leave. I don't want to just retire into luxury and spend the rest of my life not accomplishing anything other than making crappy movies or being on bad reality shows," he stated, knowing of how many professionals ended up going down that road.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>26-08-2011, 22:23:26</strong>
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				Mira listened to every word that Beth spoke, utterly engrossed in the story that she had told. It was strange, even though Beth only had four years on her, it felt like she was a whole lot older then that, perhaps because she had so much going on in her life whereas Mira had a much more simple and laid out thought process. She was never really torn between going to college and going into the MBF, she never really thought about much else other then the next step ahead of her, either. Here Beth was, talking about what she would do 10 years down the line, when Mira barely had the next few months laid out. Perhaps that was something she had to work on, something she had to think about more seriously.<br>"You know what, it's funny, really... I've just never really seen myself doing anything else. I mean, sure, I suppose I could go to college and learn how to be an accountant, or a scientist, or whatever. But really, nothing else seemed to come to me as passionately as mechs did. When I got to high school and started taking basic shop classes, it just clicked, you know? Maybe it's got something to do with my family, I don't know, but I realized that this was my passion, so I just went for it."<br><br>She paused to scratch the side of her head with one of her hands, making sure to remain focused on the road regardless.<br>"Sorry, that's not quite the complex tale you were hoping for, huh?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>27-08-2011, 01:25:03</strong>
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				(OOC: You mentioned in your post before the last one that we were already seated in a diner rather than still driving.)<br><br>Beth smiled. “Complex or not, I think most people would envy your focus in pursuing your dream. A lot of people our age don’t really know what they want out of life—for better or for worse we’re doing just what we like.<br><br>“Although I suppose we’ve got a bit of an unfair advantage in terms of finding a purpose—there’s probably any number of people who’d love to be part of the MBF, but never get a shot at it and have to settle. I wish the media wouldn’t exaggerate how glamorous all this is supposed to be. Rarely any mention of all the countless hours working in a hangar for those who don’t have a crew, or running exercises and drills, or programming and reprogramming control systems to get it just right...” That last had occupied a good part of Beth’s first year—she still remembered how sluggish her original mech had felt after she had gotten a hold of the <em>Lissa,</em> which had been designed to her specifications.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>29-08-2011, 00:53:42</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong>Karen and Arrow Day 4: </strong> </div> <br><br>Karen chuckled "I see. well it's getting late I should head home now. It was nice meeting you though" She waved cheerily at him and walked away humming a soft tune to herself as she did. <br><br><div align="center"><strong>Illyria and Montressor Day 7:</strong></div><br>Illyria thought a moment about how to respond. "I got into the MBF....for now i'll just say I caught a glimpse of it on Television as a child and got into it that way" she paused a moment to take a drink and then spoke again "I have never participated in any league before this one...and what got you into it Montressor?"<br><br><div align="center"><strong>Marcus and Moon Day 7:</strong></div><br>Marcus nodded "well I intend to travel the world once I've retired from the MBF...who knows maybe I'll need a therapist after the journey has driven me mad" he added that last part somewhat jokingly. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orochimaru</strong> on <strong>29-08-2011, 01:34:33</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=106394.msg5129703#msg5129703">Quote from: pendarious on 29-08-2011, 00:53:42</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div align="center"><strong>Karen and Arrow Day 4: </strong> </div> <br><br>Karen chuckled "I see. well it's getting late I should head home now. It was nice meeting you though" She waved cheerily at him and walked away humming a soft tune to herself as she did. <br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Arrow smiled at her. "Very well, take do care of yourself, milady Karen." He said. Before she could leave, he knelt before her on one knee, took her hand and kissed the back of it. He released her hand and stood up to let her be on her way. He then headed back to the hangers and the Gigas.<br><br><strong>Month 2, day 7</strong><br><br>For the past few days, Arrow occasionally thought about Karen and Jess. He would make sure to return the favor she granted him to her. In any way he could, at any rate. Karen was just… lovely and pleasant. He had a nice little walk and chit chat with her. Not only that, she was pretty cute too. Though, he hardly saw any other pilots around and that….bothered him slightly. Then again, he was stuck here till he got money. Then he may take Jess’s advice and view the sites of the city. Besides that, he spent most of the day reading, but occasionally got out and walked around all over the grounds for exercise and ran a few random scans over the Gigas Rex. He was probably being too cautious, but he was on his own. <br><br>Around evening, Arrow sat in the cockpit of the Gigas with the covering open to let the nice, cool breeze through. He leaned back in the seat, legs crossed and a romance novel in hand, with a content smile on his face. Though, grim and dirt was starting to build up on his cloths, like his blue military-looking jacket, knee high boots with fur around the tops. Though, his black, sleeveless jumpsuit hid a lot of the dirt and such by color. Though, he kept as clean as he could by way of public restrooms nearby. Face and hands at least. He turned the page and finished off a chapter. He folded the corner of the page and slowly closed the book, still smiling. “What a twist life can give to be sure. Ah, nothing like a good novel to read." He put the book in a small bag under the seat and commenced to climb out of the cockpit and down the side of Gigas’s face. He stepped back and gazed upon the face of the Gigas. Never had he had so much pride in anything but this machine. The one his father started building. <br><br>Arrow turned to face the door next to the large hanger shutter to head outside. The cockpit covering closed on the Gigas as he moved away. He opened the door and went outside. Seemed the sun was showing it was evening. Well, still daylight left. He decided to head over to the nearby City Part. Plenty of nature and serenity there in these parks. He personally liked then, from what he saw from a distance. This would be his first time in a park. He walked from the hands, across a few lots and whatever else he needed and made it to the lush in greenery, park. He walked slowly along the path, admiring the trees, brushes and flowers. The evening sun made this place just….glow and beautiful….
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>31-08-2011, 04:39:03</strong>
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				Montresor was a little exasperated that he was still finding out hardly anything about the reclusive, yet actually strangely charming woman, but he didn't expect to learn all that much really. Just like him, she obviously had secrets, and he wasn't enough of a hypocrite to deny her them. "I played soccer through high school, actually, but when I got to college, they had a really low number of athletes trying out for the mech team, so they invited good players from the other teams to see if they had any potential. I guess I had that potential, and it turned out I enjoyed it loads more than I would have expected, so I played for the two and a half years until I left," he explained in a somewhat low, yet relaxed tone, leaving quite a few blanks as to why he left the college and how he went from that point to joining the pros, and where he got the money for a fully-outfitted mech, and of course why he took on the alias and the mask.<br><br>---<br><br>Moon chuckled for a second at the joke before answering again. "Sounds a lot better than just sitting around and wallowing in your riches. If I ever had anywhere near enough money, that's something I could see myself doing. You only have so much time on this world, might as well see as much of it as you can," the foreign pilot agreed, glancing at his watch to make sure he was still on his break. Mr. Alvarez would probably be interested to hear he ran into another pilot out on the street, although the only ones he followed the matches for were Moon and the descendants of his old teammates, the Malrain siblings and Ysena Mors. He sometimes joked that Moon was filling the place for his own son, who was a holo-technological consultant, if the joke didn't just come down to Takashi being an old man for already having a granddaughter in the ring.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>05-09-2011, 06:09:31</strong>
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				((OOC: Do, hoh. I be paying good attentions now. That won't happen again. Nope, nope, nope))<br><br>Mira laughed lightly and nodded her head in agreement as their complimentary glasses of water arrived, with the promise that their server would be along shortly to take their drink orders. "I know exactly what you mean. The Mech team back in highschool was awful, I couldn't imagine using weaponry and an OS that shoddy for the first year of my career. When I created the Einenlancer, I was able to create every last little component exactly the way I wanted it, and I've got to say, it feels awesome because of it."<br><br>One would notice that Mira stopped addressing the Einenlancer in it's prime as a past tense object. As far as she was concerned, her mech was back in action. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>06-09-2011, 07:06:19</strong>
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				Beth nodded. “I’m glad you’re happy with your mech—it’s nice to have control over something, especially your first year when things are so chaotic. I know my world got upended. I went into the regular season with a 4-2 prelim record and was fairly obscure to start with. Then I won a few high profile matches and suddenly every distant cousin and high school acquaintance wanted to be my best friend. I hope you don’t mind some advice—but don’t let anyone turn you into their gravy train, Mira. Although non-frivolous things are fine. I set up college funds for my nieces and nephews, for example.<br><br>“But anyway, suddenly I’m drowning in attention and distractions—though still close to broke. I had to reinvest a lot in my mech to get it up to snuff. Poor Melissa had to work fifty hours a week to pay most of the bills, all while working on her first novel on the side. Really put a strain on things.” Beth shook her head slightly. She decided not to go into any more detail, or it might seem like she was dwelling on her previous relationship.<br><br>“Anyway, you probably know the rest—in the four vs. four finals that year I got into a fire fight alone against two experienced pilots and came out on top. After that, there was a lot less financial stress.” She laughed slightly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>06-09-2011, 07:12:25</strong>
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				Mira chuckled lightly as she listened to Beth's story, though she still felt a pang of guilt every time she brought up her departed wife, it was as though Mira was stealing Beth from her spirit, or something like that. Either way, she didn't dwell on it, and she was more then happy for the brief distraction on beverage orders, where she ordered a sweet tea, before she returned her attention towards Beth again. "Knowing my luck, they're going to pit me against Alister some time late in the season, gotta get them ratings up, you know? I'm almost expecting it, I'd be naive not to."<br><br>She giggled a little, swirling a small stirring rod around in her tea. "Maybe if I win, I'll be in the same boat as you, and I won't have to worry about cobbling Einenlancer back together every week anymore. Aah, that would be awesome..." She almost seemed to drift into a whimsical daydream at this point.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>06-09-2011, 07:40:52</strong>
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				Beth ordered a lemonade when it came time to choose drinks. She nodded when Mira speculated on a match with her brother. “That does sound like a typical ratings ploy—especially if you can garner some sort of fan base during the season. The MBF looks at that like the seed of some money-making tree they need to water with hype and spectacle. And once you’re in the limelight, you can look forward to vultures like that Candy Fiedler picking at you. I think she started that rumor about me being in a mental institution last summer.” Beth laughed. “Although it did give me a chance to release a pretty good press statement. ‘Reports of my insanity are greatly exaggerated.’ Although in all serious, there’s a very easy way to deal with muckrakers—ignore them and stay out of trouble, and they get bored fast.”<br><br>She shook her head. “I can’t seem to go two seconds without trying to give you advice. I hope it’s not too insufferable of me,” she joked.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>07-09-2011, 04:36:38</strong>
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				Mira giggled softly and shook her head as Beth talked about how horrible it must be on Mira to constantly be given advice. "Oh no, I'm eating it up actually. Someday though, you're going to run out of advice to give me, and we're going to be able to just have regular conversations, like most couples normally do." She giggled more and sipped from her tea, though she still felt a sick spot in her stomach concerning the Melissa topic, she still absolutely adored spending time with Beth, this was the kind of woman that Mira could easily see herself getting used to spending time with. "I think I'm going to start keeping a running timer, to see how long it takes before you bestow more of your wisdom upon me, madam sage."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>07-09-2011, 06:58:41</strong>
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				Beth picked up on Mira referring to them as a couple—it was reassuring to know the younger woman was thinking along those lines. Between that and her taking things slowly, the veteran pilot was confident Mira was not the “I’m not ready for anything long term” type.<br><br>At the comment about being timed, Beth laughed. “Well, we’ll see how long I can go without giving advice.” She made a show of setting her wrist comm to use as a stopwatch, waited four seconds, and then blurted out. “Never-pet-a-burning-dog. ...Damn, lost already. Advice Tourett's strikes again.” She smiled teasingly at Mira.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>07-09-2011, 07:02:10</strong>
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				Mira giggled happily at Beth's teasing, and she preteneded for a moment to be taking a note on her hand, with an imaginary pen. "Never... pet... burning... dog..." Mira smiled up at her happily, nodding her head with a confident smile once she was done. "There, that should save my hand some unbearable agony some time in the near future. You think of everything, Beth, I'm glad I met you." She covered it up with a laugh, but she did genuinely mean the last part of that statement. Beth was indeed a woman that she was extremely grateful towards, and somebody that she liked a great deal.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>08-09-2011, 22:04:10</strong>
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				For her part Beth was having a lot of fun—Mira was very easy to get along with, it made for a more relaxed feel than one might expect on a second date. “I’m glad I met you too—how else would the ‘madam sage’ find employment at her craft?” Despite her playfulness, she also meant the sentiment seriously. The older pilot now took a look at the menu. “Hmm... So, have you been here before? Anything you’d recommend?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>09-09-2011, 02:06:17</strong>
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				Illyria and Montressor:<br><br>Illyria was surprised to hear that Monty origionally played soccer. "Soccer? you really don't seem the type though I could easily be mistaken" she chuckled softly. She could tell that the story was modified but she decided not to pry. "I've never had much experiance with outside but never the less I find sports to be entertaining....I would love to go see one in person...outside the MBF that is" she chuckled again.<br><br>Marcus and Moon:<br><br>Marcus laughed a bit at what Moon had said. "True....and traveling the world will be a hell of alot more fun than sittin on my ass wallowin in all that money."&nbsp; He wondered why the man had checked his watch so he decided he would ask. "So...you on a break from a part time job or something?" He couldn't remember if the other had told him something like this to begin with or not because perhaps such a detail had slipped his notice.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>09-09-2011, 05:16:54</strong>
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				Mira chuckled uneasily when Beth asked her for her advice. "I... er... have actually never eaten here before, when I realized that today was actually happening, I just scanned a few online reviews of establishments in the area, and this one rated the highest..." Her cheeks went a bit&nbsp; red, as she tried to come up with something more helpful. "Um... One review did say that they did awesome Italian here though, if you wanted to try that."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>09-09-2011, 07:12:44</strong>
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				Beth smiled reassuringly at Mira’s nervousness. “Nothing wrong with trying something that’s new for both of us. I actually love Italian food, though I’m used to homemade—my family tree is mostly Japanese, but my great-grandmother is Italian and she is such an amazing cook...” she paused, considering the menu. “Pasta would be a little heavy after the breakfast I had... think I’ll just get the chicken caesar salad, it’s pretty tough to screw that up regardless of how this place is,” she joked.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>09-09-2011, 16:04:06</strong>
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				Mira nodded with a soft chuckle when&nbsp; Beth reassured her, she was quite relieved that her date didn't seem to mind Mira's inexperience, in fact, Mira was starting to count that as one of her more charming features. She nodded and lowered her head into the menu. "I had almost nothing for breakfast, so I think I'm going to try out the pasta for you... try it out." She looked up and smiled more, delighted that everything seemed to be going as smoothly as it was.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>09-09-2011, 20:46:10</strong>
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				“I’d appreciate a taste—then I can tell how the food measures up.” Beth said. “If it’s good, maybe someday it could be ‘our place,” she said playfully. Things were going well, so hopefully Mira would not mind Beth’s hope that this would develop into something long term.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>10-09-2011, 06:33:37</strong>
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				Montresor smirked and leaned forward on the table, scooping his glass of water up and taking a long sip before he spoke again. "Well, that's an idea, isn't it? I could always take you to a basketball game or something, as long as you don't mind being tightly packed in between a bunch of really loud and rowdy people," he offered, already pretty much offering another date while the first one was barely started. Not that the stands at a football or basketball stadium provided for a very romantic environment, or any reasonable environment for a woman so refined. Maybe she was a little more willing to let loose than she let on, though...<br><br>---<br><br>Moon nodded at the question, but then reached up and scratched the back of his head. "Well, I wouldn't exactly call it 'part-time.' I usually work around fifty-five or sixty hours a week to pay for all my mech repairs and everything, but I can start cutting back to an even forty now that that other pilot helped me out. Still have to work to pay for food and rent and everything, though," he went on meekly, further explaining his circumstances. "Still I'm way better off than those guys who sell their houses and all their possessions to pay for their mechs, then lose out in the prelims."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>10-09-2011, 06:36:19</strong>
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				Mira nodded lightly in approval of the request. "Sure, I'll let you have a bite." Of course, she came to a bit of a halt when Beth referred to this as potentially becoming 'their place'. It meant that Beth was starting to take this more seriously, that she saw Mira as somebody that she could come here with at least a few times a week and spend time with. After she finally got that idea through her head, she smiled and nodded. "Sure! I would love to come back here with you any time, Beth."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>10-09-2011, 19:38:05</strong>
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				“Well, let’s not get too far ahead of ourselves—we don’t even know if the food here is edible yet,” Beth teased. “Oh, before I forget again, I wanted to ask you about something technical since mech design is your thing. I don’t know if you use the regular factory weapons or make your own from components, but I was looking at those new plasma cannons made by Firebrand. They looked promising, but Mike seemed to think they hadn’t been adequately stress tested yet so it looks like we’re going to pass. But I figured I might as well get a second opinion if you don’t mind advice flowing in the opposite direction,” she joked.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>10-09-2011, 19:41:02</strong>
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				Mira nodded happily, pausing in the conversation in order to thank the attendant as she brought the two women their meals. "Sure! I would be more then happy to pay you back for all the advice that you've already given me. Do you have blueprints available for these weapons? Or are you just going off the manufacturer's specs? Personally, I wouldn't trust anything from anybody unless they were confident enough to send you the blueprints, instead of a little page of bullets talking about what makes their weapons so awesome, anybody can put one of those together."<br><br>She paused for a moment to eat some of the pasta, at which point, her eyes lit up.<br>"Oh wow! Yum!!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>10-09-2011, 21:19:17</strong>
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				“That seems like a ringing endorsement for the food,” Beth said, surprised by Mira’s enthusiasm. She stole a little of the other woman’s meal with her fork and had a bite. “Definitely tasty. Consider me won over for this restaurant.<br><br>“As for the plasma cannon, I’ll send over the blueprints and the company’s stress test data. I’m assuming the latter is accurate, or they’ll have so many wealthy mech pilots suing them they’ll be out of the industry before you can say ‘chapter eleven.’ Also, if they had falsified the data Mike wouldn’t have been so underwhelmed with what he saw.<br><br>“By the way, if you ever want to get in touch with him, let me know—Mike’s a great tech and crew chief. My first year he did some amazing things on a shoe-string budget, so he might have some money and labor-saving tips for you.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>10-09-2011, 21:43:26</strong>
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				Mira nodded as Beth's talk went back to business, only after a bite was stolen from Mira's lunch, of course. "That sounds like a great idea, actually. I'll be the first to admit that I'm not the best mechanic in the world, so talking to somebody with more experience then me is something I never pass up the chance to do." She smiled and went back to stabbing her fork into her pasta.&nbsp; "I'm also rather looking forward to getting my hands on these blueprints, though I don't know if I can really say much that Mike hasn't... I'll try though."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>11-09-2011, 04:45:00</strong>
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				“I suppose its likely you and Mike will have the same opinion on the plasma cannons,” Beth said. “But given that I rely on my cannons as both a secondary attack and missile defense, I figure I can use all the information and opinions I can get—as long as I’m not imposing or anything, I know you’ve been busy.<br><br>“But I think you two might have a lot to teach each other—Mike’s sharp and he’s got decades of practical experience, and you’ve shown with the <em>Einenlancer</em> that you have a lot of creativity and the brains to capitalize on it. I’ll send along his contact info with the blueprints and let him know you might be in touch. Who knows, with the two of you exchanging ideas maybe both our mechs will become that much more badass,” she said, grinning at the thought.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>11-09-2011, 21:47:57</strong>
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				Mira nodded, already very excited about the prospect of getting a second hand opinion from somebody who had so many more years of experience then her. In all honesty, she could hardly wait to get his thoughts on quite a few of the things she was unsure about in the Einenlancer's design. Of course, right then, Mira wanted to focus more on the date then anything else. "Sounds like a plan. For now though, I think the musical is supposed to start in about 45 minutes, so maybe it's a good idea to get over there." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>11-09-2011, 22:21:10</strong>
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				Beth finished up the last of her salad. “Sounds good.” She then paid for the meal and added a generous tip via her wrist comm. “You know, we’ve been lucky today—no reporters interrupting us or fans clamoring for autographs. Which, don’t get me wrong, I try to be appreciative of my fans—but you can only sigh your name so many times before it drives you nuts. You’ll probably know what I mean by the end of the season,” she said playfully. The truth was, even if Mira never broke out of the middle of the pack, she would probably get a lot of attention just for her beauty. But Beth did not even think to say that aloud, as it would have been rude and discouraging.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>11-09-2011, 22:26:23</strong>
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				Mira chuckled uneasily and shifted her gaze off to the side when Beth said that she'd know what she was talking about by the end of the season. "Heh... well... there are ups and downs to every way of life, I guess." With that, she stood up, blissfully unaware of what thought process had led Beth to her conclusion as she walked casually back to her car. "Well, here's hoping we end this date on a good note then, it would be just my luck that everything starts falling apart right at the very end, you know?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>12-09-2011, 00:01:09</strong>
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				“Actually, judging by your prelim season, I think it would be more your luck if things had started as a disaster and then improved,” she teased. Hopefully now that the <em>Einenlancer</em> was back up to snuff, Mira would not mind a little joke about her first match. “But if the musical is really bad, we can always make fun it,” she added as they got into the car.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>12-09-2011, 00:06:39</strong>
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				Mira laughed a bit at her statement, nodding her head gently at Beth's assessment. "Yeah, right? Here's hoping that the worst is behind me, eh?" With that, she hopped back in the driver's seat and headed back down the road, once Beth was properly seated, of course. "Anyway, I hope that, it being bad being the case, that it's a case of it being so bad it's good, instead of being bad... just... bad."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>12-09-2011, 19:47:28</strong>
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				“There is something perversely funny about watching people fail completely,” Beth agreed. “Oh, speaking of which, did you see that direct-to-holovideo movie <em>The Destroyer</em> they did about ten years ago where they took your father’s life story and filed off the serial numbers? I love that. Just the fact that they named the character something as stupid as ‘Mathew Mustang,” she stopped to chuckle slightly. “And the dialog was soooo bad. ‘You went looking for trouble, and you found a whole <em>world</em> of it, Bucko!’ I think I was calling everyone I knew ‘Bucko’ for like a week afterwards. Oh, and the ‘Nira Mustang’ girl was such a bad actor, she was obviously the kid of a producer or something. I think if you went and smacked the crap out of her for that portrayal, no jury in the world would convict you of assault.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>14-09-2011, 00:21:57</strong>
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				Mira giggled loudly when Beth brought up <em>that</em> particular video, which she of course watched about a hundred times just for the sake of comedic value. "Oh! Or the way that they described "Ali Mustang" as a crybaby who just wanted daddy to be proud of him? I know the scene where they made up was supposed to be heartfelt, but I just couldn't stop laughing. I think my favorite line in the whole movie was during the confrontation with the big bad. <em>"Nobody can hire my feelings!"</em>." She giggled a little more. "Ooh, I had so much fun watching that movie, thanks for reminding me of it... Hey! Maybe you'll get to that point someday soon yourself, Ms. "Lizzie Hail"." She turned her head away and giggled more.<br><br>"Anyway, we're almost there."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>14-09-2011, 03:36:52</strong>
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				“Uh, I bet they would go with ‘Lizzie Hail,” wouldn’t they?” Beth shook her head in disbelief. “I rue the day. Oh, but don’t forget Nira’s best line: ‘Daddy, I’m afraid the big robots will hart you.’ Seriously, she mispronounced ‘hurt’ as ‘hart’ and <em>that</em> was the best take they had?” Beth could not help but laugh.<br><br>Once they were parked she got out of the car. “I actually did have some people talk to me about making an authorized biopic about two years ago, but then they realized that the story of a well-adjusted mech pilot who never faced any obstacles growing up—and has had a consistent career without any major setbacks—would be boring as hell.” She giggled slightly. “I don’t want to think of what the box-office receipts would have been for ‘Beth Raines: Everything is Going Fairly Well.’” Granted, things were not as simple now as they had been two years ago, but thankfully no one had yet been awful enough to try to do some movie or book about the aftermath of the accident.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>14-09-2011, 03:50:42</strong>
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				Mira giggled lightly and nodded when she mentioned that. While she was walking into the theater, she spoke in a continuing jovial manner. "Something tells me that, lord willing I hit it big, my initial season will make for a far more fascinating rip off story, if these prelims are any kind of forewarning at all." She sighed peacefully and took her seat, patting the one next to her for Beth to sit in. "Remember, this is supposed to be Satirical, please don't be too rough on it for any obvious plot wholes, spontaneous character changes, or having them throw in a totally different actor for the same character halfway through for no apparent reason, it's all part of the joke."<br><br>She smiled lightly, unable to resist taking Beth's hand into hers beneath the seats.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>14-09-2011, 04:47:03</strong>
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				Beth gave Mira’s hand a reassuring squeeze. “You shouldn’t feel nervous over this play—I promise I’m not so irrational that I’ll hold you personally responsible for its content,” she said teasingly.<br><br>“But I do like that idea of making a rip-off movie about you—so much so that I may rip-off your rip-off idea. I’ll call it ‘Zira Badstorm: Mobile Weapon Bikini Amazon.’ Gotta play up the sexy angle, you see. And it’ll be ‘Starring Beth Raines as Herself,’ because as we all know professional athletes always make for the best actors.” She giggled slightly. “Instead of having you ignore Sardar Sangma hitting on you on our first date, you’ll have a kung-fu battle to the death with him. And the go-carts will be replaced with an illegal street race filled with carnage. It can’t fail.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>14-09-2011, 05:02:30</strong>
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				Mira found Beth so entertaining that she was already giggling before the lights lowered. "Yeah, don't forget about the exciting climax where Zira only has three hours to rebuild her mech with her bare hands before her match against the evil and corrupt MBF veteran who wants to stamp her out before she can 'grow into her full potential' or some shenanigans like that." <br><br>Mira was so invested, and having so much fun, with the conversation with Beth that she almost missed the fact that the lights were dimming, and a rather short and portly man was making his way onto center stage to lay out the exposition for the story that was about to unfold. Nevertheless, she did end up calming herself before she looked like an idiot, and she relaxed to enjoy the show, Beth's hand still firmly in hers the entire time.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>14-09-2011, 16:47:21</strong>
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				Beth also settled in to enjoy the play—she was not terribly concerned about how good or bad it was, though she mentally noted things of interest. But mostly, she was just happy to be there with Mira and feel optimistic about the future.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>14-09-2011, 16:57:45</strong>
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				Mira watched the musical in silence, and surprisingly, the musical was of really high quality. Most of the jokes generally worked, and they also told a pretty decent story all around it. As it came to a close with one last little gag, Mira smiled gently and walked the two of them out, laughing softly.<br>"Heh, I get the feeling that I'll be calling me enemies 'donnie-pinchers' for the entire rest of the season."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>15-09-2011, 06:18:48</strong>
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				“Just don’t do it at press conferences,” Beth teased. “But I have to say, I enjoyed that quite a bit. Hopefully none of the songs get stuck in my head though.<br><br>“You know, you did a wonderful job planning this date—I’ve had a lot of fun.” She smiled at Mira and held the other woman’s hand once more. “And I feel you’re much better company than that dreadful Nira Mustang led me to believe,” she added playfully.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>16-09-2011, 04:53:25</strong>
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				Mira giggled lightly and got back into the driver's seat of her car, taking off promptly while she continued to speak. "Well of course I am! Anybody would be better company then that whiny, spoiled little daddy's girl that they portrayed me as."<br><br>She continued laughing as she drove back. "So, Beth, do you want to call it a night here and go back to your place? I mean, we could always still hang out for a while longer if you're not ready to call it a night, but if you're tired..." Mira wasn't quite ready to call it a night herself yet, but she wanted to leave Beth some options open.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>16-09-2011, 07:28:30</strong>
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				“Well, I can’t stay up too late with a match tomorrow.,” Beth said. “But if you’ve got something in mind that won’t keep us out until the wee hours of the morning, I’m interested.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>16-09-2011, 16:35:05</strong>
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				Mira shook her head lightly, remembering something about how Beth did indeed have that match tomorrow. "No, I can't really come up with something that would be friendly to a person's sleep schedule." She smiled gently. "Good luck during your match tomorrow, though judging from what you said earlier, I doubt you're really going to need it."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>18-09-2011, 02:57:07</strong>
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				“I try not to be complacent about any match, but I imagine the odds makers have him at about a thousand to one—too bad I’m not corrupt, I could throw the match and buy a small island nation by betting against myself.” Beth laughed slightly.<br><br>“But anyway, I suppose we should head back. I hope I’ll be able to see you again soon.” She smiled at the younger woman.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>18-09-2011, 19:45:46</strong>
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				Mira nodded lightly, pulling up by Beth's house just a few minutes later. "Feel free to call me any time you're free. As you know by now, my social life consists of maintaining my baby, so I'm free to go out any time you like." She smiled gently, leaning in to give Beth a parting kiss before she left.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>19-09-2011, 01:50:28</strong>
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				Beth returned the kiss eagerly, with one hand brushing affectionately over Mira’s hip. The older pilot knew better than to try to rush things, though there was no disguising her lustful thoughts completely as she smiled at the other woman. “I had a wonderful time. I’ll probably be busy the next couple days, but after that we’ll have to set something up. And I’ll try to come up with an idea this time.” She got out of the car and waved goodbye.<br><br>Beth waits a moment to see if Mira says anything else—if not, she goes up to her apartment.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>22-09-2011, 23:06:42</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=106394.msg5186656#msg5186656">Quote from: Revenent on 10-09-2011, 06:33:37</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Montresor smirked and leaned forward on the table, scooping his glass of water up and taking a long sip before he spoke again. "Well, that's an idea, isn't it? I could always take you to a basketball game or something, as long as you don't mind being tightly packed in between a bunch of really loud and rowdy people," he offered, already pretty much offering another date while the first one was barely started. Not that the stands at a football or basketball stadium provided for a very romantic environment, or any reasonable environment for a woman so refined. Maybe she was a little more willing to let loose than she let on, though...<br><br>---<br><br>Moon nodded at the question, but then reached up and scratched the back of his head. "Well, I wouldn't exactly call it 'part-time.' I usually work around fifty-five or sixty hours a week to pay for all my mech repairs and everything, but I can start cutting back to an even forty now that that other pilot helped me out. Still have to work to pay for food and rent and everything, though," he went on meekly, further explaining his circumstances. "Still I'm way better off than those guys who sell their houses and all their possessions to pay for their mechs, then lose out in the prelims."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Ilyria and Montressor:<br><br>The quiet young woman pondered his offer for a moment "Perhaps that could be fun...despite the tight packing of loud annoyances" she then took a sip of water and smiled idly at him "so what assortment of foods do you like?" this was a curiosity to her since he had brought her here to this place to begin with.<br><br>Marcus and Moon:<br><br>"That is true...though those sods bring it upon themselves and thus I've no sympathy for them." His tone was not harsh but it truly held no sympathy as he said. He then mentioned moons work schedual "Sounds kind of rough...though I do understand..I used to do odd jobs here and there and some of the hours were rediculous."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>24-09-2011, 06:05:50</strong>
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				Mira shivered a tiny bit at the way that Beth ran a hand so affectionately over her hip, and the lust in her eyes was unmistakable. Still, Mira was extremely grateful that Beth didn't push things any further then that as she slipped out of the car and waved her goodbyes. "Sounds great, please, stay in touch Beth. I'll be sure to check up on tomorrow's match. bye!"<br><br>Mira waved happily and started to drive off, her heart fluttering just a tiny bit as she considered what the two of them could get up to during their next date.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>24-09-2011, 10:28:44</strong>
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				<strong>Month 2, Day 8</strong><br><br><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/cb/EvaH.jpg)</div><br>“This is Candy Fiedler, and welcome to another installment of <em>Fiedler’s Fuckwits.</em> For those of you new to the show, this is the segment where I single out a match in which one or more pilots completely screwed the pooch, and provide a running commentary. Well, at least that’s what I usually do—this one’s so short, I’m going to have to pause it a few times.” (laughs contemptuously)<br><br>“Yes, it’s a failure so momentous that it will take far longer to explain than it did to actually happen. I’m talking of course about the match between ‘Railgun’ Raines and newbie pilot—I’m sorry, newbie ex-pilot—Vytautas Petrulis Mironas. Let me tell you, I’m glad this guy lost his career. If only so that after today I won’t ever have to say that fucktarded gobbledegook he calls a name.” (rolls eyes)<br><br>“So before we get started, let’s recap on this whole Beth Raines thing. It’s well known I’m not a fan of this woman’s public persona.” (briefly pitches voice higher, waves arms around) “‘I’m Beth Raines, I’m so sweet and down-to-earth.’” (back to normal) “Yeah, because you take the subway once in a while we’ll all forget about your multimillion dollar media empire and obscene endorsements. Keep up the philanthropy though—I’m sure nothing gets your rocks off more than watching charities grovel for sneaker money.” (shakes head)<br><br>“Anyway, while I’m not a fan of Beth Raines the do-gooder, I am a big fan of Beth Raines the cold-blooded killer. I don’t know why she turns into a merciless bitch in the pilot’s seat, but she does and I love it. And we’re going to see a prime example in just a bit.<br><br>“But I’m getting ahead of myself. Today’s fuckwit, Mironas, came into the fight with a 0-2 prelim record and a rickety, five decade old mech. And since he has absolutely no skill at aiming, his main weapon was two oversized racks of shoulder mounted heat-seeking missiles. If Helen Keller were a mech pilot, that would be her weapons load-out. But that’s the trouble with prelims, sometimes there are some really pathetic mismatches.<br><br>“Mironas’s sponsor was <em>extremely</em> generous. Basically, they flat out said going in that, yeah, he’s gonna lose this one—but we’ll fix the mech and give him one more chance so long as he doesn’t completely embarrass himself. That’s basically like saying to an aspiring Olympic hurdler, ‘we know you’re not capable of running or jumping, but we’ll let you race. Please try not to shit all over yourself on the track.’ Well, Mironas shat all over himself. If only they’d had the foresight to order him to forfeit.<br><br>“Okay, so I’m about to start the footage finally. This is your standard arena match—there’s a few barriers to hide behind and obstacles, but its mostly just open space. That’s great for Mironas and his missiles. He opens with a full volley from both launchers. Railgun makes use of her plasma cannons to thin out the salvo while simultaneously diving for cover. So she manages to get past this first attack with no real damage, and retaliates. One clean shot with the railgun, aimed at the right missile launcher. Lemme pause this and inch forward frame by frame...<br><br>“Now, it’s easy to miss what goes wrong for Mironas first—oh wait, no... I meant it’s impossible to miss when <em>the entire fucking top half of his MW lights up like the sun!</em> At first I thought our dear Ms. Raines was loading her shells full of tactical nukes. The truth is far more hilarious. Mironas had already fully armed <em>all three remaining salvos on both missile launchers!</em> And he was too cheap to spring for properly reinforced and armored launcher compartments!” (stops to laugh, wipes away tear) “So, yes, the freeze-frame fireball you’re now seeing is his thirty-six remaining missiles blowing his dumb ass up. This mouth-breather makes my ex-husband look like a Rhodes scholar. The explosion vaporized the launchers, the head of the mech, and stripped off three-quarters of the upper cockpit armor. To coin an ancient announcer’s phrase, ‘boom goes the dynamite.’ Basically, this means that in the very next match after her famous rescue of Brett Quinn, Railgun nearly helped Mironas earn a Darwin Award.” (giggles)<br><br>“I think if the officials had known about the cockpit armor thing, they would have called the match then. But amazingly, the shoulder joints were not blown off and the mech was still functional. Problem for Mironas though—his only remaining weapons were an underpowered, half-century old plasma rifle and a vibro-sword. The fact that he didn’t surrender at this point was the final nail in the coffin of his mercifully brief career. The mech was still barely salvageable here.<br><br>“So let’s resume the footage... The explosion clears, Mironas takes a few poor shots, Raines targets the shoulder joint and sadly, the arm that was holding the rifle is blown off.” (switches to slow motion) “Now, you’ll notice that Railgun pauses here. That’s because she was expecting—along with all the other even slightly sane people on the planet—that Mironas was about to surrender. Instead, he raises his vibro-sword above his head and uses his boosters to jump right at her.<br><br>“And this is why I love Beth Raines when she’s on the battlefield. She could have just stepped out the way and then counterattacked. Instead—in one smooth motion with only about a second to react mind you—she deploys the vibro-machette, stabs the enemy mech at the main reactor, and then uses the mech’s momentum to grab it and physically slam and crush it into the ground.” (laughs uproariously as this happens on screen) “What a bitch! <br><br>“And there’s an epilogue to this tale of woe that’s just as funny. So at this point, Mironas has ruined structural integrity, shattered armor, and a power plant about ten seconds away from shitting the bed for good. But somehow the legs, gyroscope, and sword arm all came through barely intact. So like one last scare from the killer in a horror movie, Mironas gets to his feet and jumps at her from behind. Raines trips him back down, shoots both legs—blowing them off completely—and viciously crushes his sword hand with her foot. I think she would have curb-stomped the motherfucker if he hadn’t already blown off his own head!” (completely loses it laughing as she watches this unfold)<br><br>“In my years of doing this segment, I can say with confidence that this is truly the most pathetic display I’ve ever seen. Vytautas Petrulis Mironas, you truly are one of <em>Fiedler’s Fuckwits!”</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>25-09-2011, 17:26:28</strong>
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				Montresor shrugged at her question, answering just as the appetizer was brought over and set out for them. "Well, I love Greek food, obviously, but I'm also a big fan of Mexican and all the different kinds of Asian cuisine, like sushi and Chinese food. I guess I just like to try lots of different things from other countries," he said with another shrug, picking up one of the pieces of food set before them and taking a bite. "How about you?"<br><br>---<br><br>Moon smiled and nodded, knowing that if it got better for Marcus, it could get better for him. "It can be really stressful and maybe a little bit depressing sometimes, but I'm still grateful. I would never have even been able to afford a mech on my own, so I owe it to Mr. Alvarez to do all the work I can for him. He pays me well, too, so it all comes down to me getting better at repairs and at fighting."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>03-10-2011, 21:09:33</strong>
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				<strong>Month 2, Day 10</strong><br><br>Jess glanced at the tiny clock at the upper right corner of her computer screen and took a deep breath as she saw what time it was getting close to. Scooting back in her office chair, she minimized the intranet program she had been approving scheduled prelim matches through and straightened out her skirt, waiting for the inevitable call of her secretary to let her know that one of the Malrains had arrived. As incompatible as they were, she knew they would probably arrive at different times, if only because Mira was dealt too much poor luck in the average day to actually arrive when she wanted to. Alister was usually prompt for important things, so she expected him first, though she really hoped she wouldn't be stuck in a room alone with him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>04-10-2011, 01:27:49</strong>
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				To Jess' surprise, Mira would actually be the first one in, as she stepped into the room about fifteen minutes before the schedule time for her arrival. She gave Jess a polite smile and took a seat, sighing gently as she relaxed into it backwards. "good afternoon, Ms. -ep! I mean... um... Jess." She shifted her eyes away and chuckled uneasily. "So, how have things been going for you recently? On my end of things, it looks like my luck is starting to turn around just a little bit. Believe it or not, bad things aren't happening to me on a daily basis anymore." <br><br>After exchanging a few light questions back and forth, Mira was about to ask what the details of her eventual match were when the door opened again, and Alister stepped in about ten minutes before the scheduled time. At the sight of him, Mira seized up a little bit and turned her gaze forward. For a few brief moments, Alister also showed surprise in his eyes before he turned them towards Jess. Both of the Malrain siblings seemed to look right at her, wordlessly asking for an answer as to why they were both sitting in that room.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>04-10-2011, 05:29:44</strong>
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				Jess smiled a bit nervously for her usually confident self when Mira came in, spending a few minutes happily discussing things related to both mech life and personal life, such as how things were going in that new relationship with Beth Raines. When Alister showed up, though, what small shreds of comfort and confidence she had in this little set-up of hers faded for multiple reasons, and the way the two estranged siblings just stared at her didn't help matters. She would only hope they wouldn't hate her for this.<br><br>Sighing, she started to answer their unspoken question. "Look, for this test match, the rules say we have to have two volunteers fighting together against this pilot. I just wanted to make sure it was two people I knew I could trust to not try to throw the fight or anything to get them thrown out."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>04-10-2011, 06:08:07</strong>
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				Mira seemed to accept her words at face value as she simply nodded, more at the shock that she was going to be working alongside her brother then anything else. "R-right... You... um... you..." Alister rolled his eyes and butted in at this point, his gaze still locked on Jess as his back laid propped up against the wall. "You said something about this opponent of ours using unknown and prototype technology? What details are you allowed to give us before we suit up?"<br><br>He had a few questions for Jess, but he could hold them until Mira was out of the room. After all, he knew her a lot better then Mira did.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>04-10-2011, 06:15:29</strong>
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				Jess did what she could to avoid locking eyes with Alister, only glancing at him when he spoke and then pretending to read specs from a completely unrelated sheet of paper from her desk. "I guess I might as well reveal it to you now, it's two pilots in a single mech that you'll be facing. It's a powerful mech, too, probably one of the largest in the league outside of that Eberhardt beast. That's another reason why we needed each of you: we need to see how both veteran and new pilots stand up against it."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>04-10-2011, 06:23:11</strong>
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				Alister, despite his relative amount of calmness and the relaxed look in his eye, was completely oblivious to the fact that Jess was actively trying to avoid making eye contact with him. Once again, he was the one that spoke while Mira fumbled for words. "I see, so even though we're going up against one opponent, it will still be two minds against two minds. I'm curious to see how two people can control a single MW." It was around this time that Mira found her voice again, since she forced herself to think more about the mission then her brother. "it's possible that one person controls the movements and strategic actions of the mech, while the other controls the weapons." "Huh... sounds about right."<br><br>He pulled himself up against the wall and crossed his arms. "So then what's going to happen with my scheduled battle against Jillian Ashfeld later this week? Am I to assume that somebody else will be taking over my spot?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>04-10-2011, 06:30:08</strong>
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				Jess groaned inwardly at Alister's almost stubborn aloofness toward the situation, nodding at each of the siblings' assessments about what they were to soon be up against. When Alister asked about the match with Ashfeld, she looked directly up at him for a change. "Depends on how this test match goes. If the Zero ends up in good enough condition to be repaired and primed before then, then we can just go ahead with it. If the fight is more damaging than that, than we'll just have to find a last-minute replacement."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>04-10-2011, 06:35:36</strong>
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				"I see..."<br><br>Alister seemed satisfied as Mira rose from her chair and gave Jess another glance. "Right then, I should go prepare the Einenlancer for battle, can I expect a signal from you when the time comes for us to head out?" Once she had her answer, Mira fled from the room quickly, getting a tiny case of the jitters as she passed by her brother, who lingered a few moments longer. Once Mira was out of the room, he returned his gaze to her, taking a few moments to think about what he wanted to say before he spoke. There was a certain part of him that wanted to try and make things up to her, however, he knew that she wouldn't want to hear any of it... not after things had already fallen apart between them once in the past. "... I see what you're doing here, Jess."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>04-10-2011, 06:47:26</strong>
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				Jess answered Mira only with a nod as she practically ran from the room, sighing to herself at the fact that the siblings hadn't even really spoken to each other since they walked into the same room. Maybe if Mira was confident enough to speak to her brother, or Alister was willing to try to open up, but it would take time to fix that. When the brother made his statement, Jess looked straight at him again and nodded. "Can you blame me? That girl needs someone to be a role model and guide her so she doesn't get destroyed or changed completely by her new life, and Beth Raines can't keep that up forever now that they're a couple. Why have you stayed away from her for so long, anyway? She's kinder than I expected."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>04-10-2011, 06:59:42</strong>
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				Alister paused for a little while longer as he turned his entire body to face hers, his eyes showing just a small hint of regret as he replied to her words. "If Mira become corrupted by the world outside, then she's nowhere near the kind of person that I thought she was." Despite his actions and words, Alister actually had a lot of respect and love for the way that Mira managed to stay so honest to herself throughout her years of following in his footsteps. "She gets along just fine, better even, without any kind of heroes or role models in her life. It lets her walk down her own path, rather then just become a mirror of somebody else." <br><br>He had just revealed a bit of why he had been so distant towards her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>04-10-2011, 07:18:15</strong>
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				Jess sighed and closed her eyes, shaking her head a bit at that. "You don't get it. There can be a middle-ground between trying to copy someone entirely and just looking up to them as an example to draw your own inspiration from. She doesn't have to choose between trying to imitate everything about her brother and having no brother at all, which is how she feels at the moment. My younger brother looks up to me for guidance, but that doesn't mean he has to do everything I do. I mean, Jesus, he just got engaged to a girl who makes dolls for a living, which I find really weird, but he doesn't have to think the way I do about everything. You don't have to choose between having no independence and having no one close to you..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>04-10-2011, 07:31:47</strong>
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				Alister sighed as well and began to move towards the door. "Perhaps..." He knew that it was a mistake to try and say anything to Jess, she had proven multiple times in the past that she tried all too hard at settling every problem she came across, and as a result, imposed her will on just about everybody else in the process. Perhaps it was just Alister's mind seeing things differently, but Jess was a very difficult person to talk to from time to time, despite all the good qualities about her that Alister knew full well were the source of her few faults. She was kind hearted, spirited about her work, and very determined in her actions, which was something that was hard to find in women these days... well... in Alister's social life it was, anyway. <br><br>He wanted to tell her that he wasn't the kind of person that she should look up to for guidance as well. Alister didn't want the burden of being a role model, nor did he want Mira to try and draw any inspiration from him. He just wanted to see to his own business, and do his own thing at the end of the day. Of course, at the root of all that were the daddy issues that he still held to this day. He didn't want to be a Malrain at all, he wanted to be Alister.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>04-10-2011, 15:01:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jess watched with just a hint of her sadness showing in her eyes as Alister went toward the door, desperately wishing otherwise but knowing her words still wouldn't make him try any harder to be close to Mira again, if they had ever been close at all. She may have been imposing or bossy sometimes, and that was something she tried to work on about herself, but she didn't know any other way to make even a crack in the ace pilot's stoic shell. She had been trying for as long as she could remember to make him understand that he could be both Alister <em>and</em> a Malrain without sacrifice anything of the former, but words never seemed to be enough to change his mind.<br><br>"...At least give her a call or something, if only so you can set up a strategy for this fight. If you go in there and just throw her to the wolves, you'll end up hurting yourself too."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>04-10-2011, 19:46:35</strong>
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				Alister hesitated again as certain words wanted to voice themselves in his heart, and he had to stifle them away in order to prevent making even more trouble for both him and Jess then there already was. He wanted to tell her that he was sorry, that he wanted to try and make things work out between them again. He wanted to do something to get rid of that tiny gleam of sadness that laid hidden in her gaze, but he was no longer confident that he was even the kind of person that would be capable of doing such a thing.<br><br>Instead of saying those things, he simply nodded. "... Sure."<br><br>And with that, he stepped out of the door and shut it behind him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>05-10-2011, 03:07:54</strong>
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				Jess stared at the door for a while after Alister left, her spirit sunk low. Each time she had encountered him since the day she left him, he hadn't experienced any progress at all and he still wouldn't show the slightest hint of whatever feelings he held deep in time. Each time she saw him, it seemed more concrete to her that what they used to have was now over and she couldn't hold out hope that he would one day come back and try to stop hiding his heart away from her. Looking down at the desk, she held the edge of it and bit her lip as she tried to maintain her composure against the incredible frustration and sadness, not wanting to let those old feelings overtake her anymore.<br><br>Once she was well enough again, she took out her phone and ran through a number of ideas of what she could text Mira before settling on just "I'm sorry about this." She hoped she wouldn't hate her for this.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>05-10-2011, 03:29:54</strong>
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				Mira was sitting in Einenlancer's cockpit, talking with her brother over the on board tactical computers about possible attack plans and strategies. It was an awkward talk, to say the least, but since Alister stayed mostly professional about it, she was able to get through it. When she got the message from Beth, telling her that she was sorry, Mira simply smiled gently and sent her back "Don't worry about it" and a little happy face that came in the form of a colon and an ending parentheses. Once the message was sent, she returned her attention to the screen with her brother on it, intent on showing him that she was just as much a pilot as he was.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pendarious</strong> on <strong>05-10-2011, 20:42:38</strong>
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				<strong>Month 2, Day 8 Illyria and Montressor:</strong><br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=106394.msg5255308#msg5255308">Quote from: Revenent on 25-09-2011, 17:26:28</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Montresor shrugged at her question, answering just as the appetizer was brought over and set out for them. "Well, I love Greek food, obviously, but I'm also a big fan of Mexican and all the different kinds of Asian cuisine, like sushi and Chinese food. I guess I just like to try lots of different things from other countries," he said with another shrug, picking up one of the pieces of food set before them and taking a bite. "How about you?"<br><br>---<br><br>Moon smiled and nodded, knowing that if it got better for Marcus, it could get better for him. "It can be really stressful and maybe a little bit depressing sometimes, but I'm still grateful. I would never have even been able to afford a mech on my own, so I owe it to Mr. Alvarez to do all the work I can for him. He pays me well, too, so it all comes down to me getting better at repairs and at fighting."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><br>"Hmm...I see...I myself like American, Chinese, Japnese, German, Italian, and Russian foods though i'm fairly open to trying new things." She then took a bite of the food in front of her. After a moment of examining the foods texture and taste she swallowed "I suppose we can now add Greek to that list of foods that I like" She gave him a faint smile in addition to this comment.<br><br><br><strong>Month 2, Day 8: Marcus and Moon:</strong><br><br>"Well it's good to see you are quite optamistic about it all. though I think I should let you get back to work so I'll be on my way. It was a pleasure meeting you mister Moon" he then as an after thought handed Moon a business card for his butchers shop "If you ever want to chat again or if you just want some meat" With that he turned and walked off while chuckling.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>06-10-2011, 10:58:57</strong>
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				(trying play bit catch up here)<br><br><strong>Month 2, Day 8: Jareth Herman's Hangar</strong><br><br>Jareth swiped his brow with his oil stained arm, holding working gloves in both hands. Eberhart repairs are now complete since the last intense match and legs are now back fully functional. But he has also worked on testing new weapon which he has been working on. Finally done last check ups and bolting final bolts in he says; "Now let's see how this beauty works now. It should had adjustments right." Jareth climbs up to Eberhart and gives clearing order for the factory robots to make way and prepare open hangar doors. One hangar rorobts installs the device onto Eberhart's hand and after installation he activates Eberhart. A siren is heard and red light flares as warning for mech activation and hangar doors open and he walks out with Eberhart.<br><br>Eberhart is mostly same as before, including his trademark rifle in one hand. But in other he carried a massive shield! it looked similar in design to riot shields what police or military use during riots. The steel is similar what is used in Eberhart and is thick and heavy to add protection against projectile weapons. Jareth watches the meters carefully and sees the shoulder section in Eberhart which holds the shield shows red; telling it's under a heavy stress but what he can see so long he does not actually start swing it around rapidly constantly it should be fine. But to test shield weight and balance to his mech is not only reason for this walk, there are some dummy mechs which he has build with simple movement mechanic in the field and he activates them. They start jumpily move around, far agile than Eberhart but sizable enough count as standard light mech from MBF series. The dummies open fire towards Jareth and he moves siwftly as he can block the shots. The shots would not hurt Eberhart but he tests how crude it's to use the shield.<br><br>He sees none of the shots got through altough one was close but it went miss anyway. He watches meters how well shield holds up. So far all plates are holding together and holds agaisnt even three missiles which dummies fired on him. 0.0% dmg done. Altough firepower what shield is exposed is laughable but if it would get hurt from this then it means he needs more work to do with it.<br><br><em>Now to final test....</em><br><br>Jareth pot shots two mechs down through using cover of his shield, sees that the round side hole for rifle is giving adequote enough angle to fire and he can fire through using laser aim screen only which can be seen through small eye in tip of his gun. he orders final mech to start run and dodge and move. He moves to stand and pushes some buttons and on screen it reads; <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">Shield arm: Activating operation steel eagle.</span><br><br>Jareth now raises his shield arm straight up, his mech's shoulders groaning from pressure but besides releasing extra steam it holds and does operation smoothly. Then parts from his shield break down and reveal four tiny plasma rocket engines around it! One in top, one at bottom and in both sides! Rockets activate their thrusters and shield starts whirl and spin rapidly, release howling sound in the desert and raise a dust cloud around him. However he is locked on target and then he tosses the shield towards running mech! The shield spins and flies rapidly after the mech, with click release a large razor blades around the shield. The mech runs and when shield is about hit it's legs, it leaps up. Not because it dodged but Jareth wanted it to, to test the homing qualities of his shield. Shield turns around in mid air clumsy slow maneuver and he tries make mech dodge it again with his mech but this time the shield had adapted anticipate maneuver and it instead sliced with loud screech ligther mech's arm off in powerful slicing motion. His shield goes off course and flips and spins around and crashes to the ground.<br><br>Jareth then activates the most risky operation with his shield; the return homing. The shield spins and takes off into air and spins towards him, offering it's shield arm. The shield spins and slows down in last minute and lets close range magnetic bracer fix pull the shield in and it ends up into awkward position and again pressure of the shield weigths his arm down. The bracers spins the magnetic disc and soon shield is back proper angle and position. Seeing arm cut of dummy mech and seeing the rocket fuel results; 47% fuel used with one attack. So shield has maximum two uses before it no longer cannot be thrown efficiently. Perhaps do simple ram attack in third but that's it. Jareth speaks loudly his thougths; "Hmmm, close enough. This is something what most would not expect from a shield anyway so it can do. I will save schema for factory AI so it can reproduce the shield if it gets broken down." Feeling bit surge of success Jareth brings his mech home and shuts it down. He visits shower, changes clothes and then closes up his factory and takes his car and starts drive to the city to celebrate little his success with his new weapon experiment after weeks of working straight on the hangar.<br><br>(Anyone feel tag Jareth for scene? He is mostly going to eat somewhere and perhaps go movie or something.)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>09-10-2011, 07:14:49</strong>
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				(@Zaer: Anastasia could always meet up and talk to him again, but that's your choice.)<br><br>Montresor chuckled a little at her comment and smiled as he ate some of the appetizer himself, glad she still seemed to be enjoying the date and his company. "I don't even know what Russian food looks or tastes like. You don't really see many Russian restaurants around, do you?" he said curiously, washing the strong-tasting Mediterranean food down with his water. "I don't suppose you know of one we could go to for me to try it sometime, do you?"<br><br>---<br><br>Moon took the card and nodded a farewell awkwardly as Marcus went about his business, returning to his own walk. It felt strange to suddenly be finding so many pilots that were being nice to him after having found pretty much none the previous season, though he didn't remember himself being all that outgoing last time. If someone recognized him, he usually just pretended they were mistaken and went on his way, but now he seemed to be more open and willing to set up some connections. The funny thing was, he couldn't even say what had set that off.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>09-10-2011, 22:42:07</strong>
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				(@Zaer also: both Jillian and Julian are open, though keep in mind that Jillian is a bit more... irate... then normal)<br><br>(@ Rev: Just kick up the fight whenever you want)<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>14-10-2011, 19:09:56</strong>
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				<strong>Month 2, Day 11</strong><br><br>The day of this unique trial match came about almost as fast as Jessica had scared the Malrain siblings out of her office, and now the executive sat in the control tower of the arena perimeter, watching the technical people fall into a panic as the number of pay-per-view requests shot up higher than they thought their servers could handle. While it was only a small number of employees and personal friends of the higher-ups that were witnessing this match in person today, a viral marketing campaign had started up a week ago when both Mira and Alister had agreed to help her out, until finally the match was made public knowledge yesterday evening. <br><br>Even on twenty-four hours' notice, MBF fans were ordering in and paying millions in order to view this legendary match, with Alister and Mira Malrain in the ring together for the very first time and fighting against a mystery opponent no one would know about until minutes before the match started. The arena today was just a long, mostly flat expanse of marshes that had held up for decades of battle, though today the viewing stands around the arena were reinforced with stronger metals due to the power of the machine the siblings would be fighting. While Alister and Mira were already deployed on the field, it would be another minute or two before the broadcast began and their opponent came out...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>14-10-2011, 20:30:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alister did a few list minute inspections of Zero's system, ensuring that everything was operating up to capacity. This field of battle would be ideal for him, since it would allow him to fly around at ease and provide aerial bombardment on the opponent. However, he also knew that Mira would likely suffer from the lack of cover provided, since Einenlancer wasn't exactly the most durable of MWs. Still, she seemed to have geared herself up with as much heavy weaponry as possible, so it was obvious that Mira accounted for Alister's preference of speed over power. She carried the bazooka, and as many missiles as she could carry on Einenlancer's frame. <br><br>From their previous, rather short, conversation, they had decided that Alister would open up a hole in it's defenses, and Mira would blast it apart. After all, Zero didn't have any really heavy hitting weapons, not the way that Einenlancer did. "Right then..."<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>14-10-2011, 21:27:50</strong>
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				(I am fine with any of those :). Perhaps start first with Anastasia and then perhaps Jillian enter the scene?)<br><br>Jareth drived with his car until he reached the beach section of the city. He parked his car and used remote seal it up prevent theft and he started walk in the beach in late evening, he took his shoes off and started stroll in the beach to let get his feets get wet by the sea water. Smiling and sighing in delight for the feel of the soft sand, the quiet calm of the rolling ocean and no noisy sound of beach life during the day and feel of cool waves touching his feet and feel feet sink to soft wet sand. This works wonders as free foot massage and also it reminds him about happier times a distant past when he was in beach with parents.....drift to bitter sweet memories of said event.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>16-10-2011, 23:59:47</strong>
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				Once both pilots signaled that they were ready for the match to begin, the broadcast started and the Mech Battling Federation's signature music sang out over the NETCOM system. "Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to this special MBF pay-per-view broadcast event! I'm Clinton Slough, bringing you live to the Long Marsh where the Malrain kids are already looking ready to face their mystery opponents! A lot of speculation's been going around as to what kind of duo could take on such a team: both son and daughter to the legendary Mattias Malrain, Alister has been consistently at the top of the scoreboards for the last several seasons, and little sister Mira's already made quite a showing coming into to her very first season with us!<br><br>"But speak of the devil, it looks like it's time to reveal our opposing team!" The announcer went silent as, rather than entering through the normal hanger doors at the edge of the field, a massive, spherical mech (http://www.mahq.net/mecha/zoe/zoe2/zakat.jpg) descended onto the battlefield from the clouds above, easily far larger than any mech the league had seen before. The technology it was crafted from was top-of-the-line, employing anti-gravity in both its movement and its structure and looking like something that would take years and millions of dollars to develop. <br><br>"Yes, ladies and gentlemen, for the first time, the MBF is allowing a multi-pilot unit to be tested for entry into the brackets! For decades, the rulebook has banned this set-up, but with a new era of space exploration right on the horizon, we're ready to test new limits of what our technology can do! The behemoth marvel of machinery you see before you is known as the Hades, and it has pilots with the credentials to match its power! The main pilot in charge of the mech's maneuverability is the best in the world when it comes to handling the largest Mobile Weapons around, champion of the Texan Monsterweight League for the past two years, the new major league-comer Hobo McCree! And in charge of the Hades' nearly endless weapons systems is a man of our own fold, veteran strong-armer and heavy-hitter of the MBF, weaponmaster Alex Axelson!<br><br>"Now it's nearly time for the match to begin! Let's listen in and see what our pilots have to say to each other!"<br><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">For size comparison, here's an average-sized mech fighting the one this one is taken from:<br><br>Jehuty vs Zakat (Zone of the Enders 2) (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bcHYT7jAxV0#ws)</div></div>---<br><br>(Works for me.)<br><br>Anastasia was in a sunken mood as she walked the beach that evening, trying to relax and clear her head of the whole Jillian situation. Normally, the purple-haired girl wouldn't have missed the opportunity to be home watching the match of epic proportions that was promised to unfold between the Malrains and some mystery mech, but she couldn't focus on such things when she was still unable to decide whether she was guilty or angry with Jillian for what had gone down about a week ago, or just angry with herself. Mainly, she was trying to decide whether or not to call her and see if they were still going to be running together the following morning.<br><br>As she thought this over, she soon found herself bumping into Jareth (almost literally), surprised to see a friendly face around here. "Oh, Jareth! I thought you would be busy spectating tonight's match or something."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>06-11-2011, 19:41:04</strong>
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				(Just remind myself; Anastasia is the woman behind logistics of Montresor? Just trying catch up who were what)<br><br>Jareth was watching ocean in thoughtful manner when he saw in corner of his eye someone nearly crashing on him! He gasped and took quick sudden step and seeing it was Anastasia he chuckled and said; "Whoa, almost car crash there! Should keep eyes on where I am going hehe! A match? Oh yeah, I am having that auto recorded. Had been busy with my building upgrade for my mech and I got my project completed. I just hope it passes the security test when I carry it with me to the match. So far as I know it works now but need do few more test runs see it surely works. I just came to beach relax and walk to enjoy the sand. Small reward luxuries from small success." Anastasia could then notice Jareth was carrying his shoes one hand and he was barefoot walking in the sand.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>08-11-2011, 03:27:08</strong>
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				Alister and Mira had only chatted a small amount before the massive mech appeared before them, but when it did, their conversation shifted tones almost on an exact dime. Mira rubbed her eyes gently to make sure she wasn't imagining anything, she shook her head gently in disbelief. "I can't believe this... How does that thing even move?"<br><br>Alister remained silent, simply observing it as Mira rambled on. "It must have an absolutely massive anti gravity generator, odds are that's the most heavily shielded portion of it's body though... I wonder how heavy that thing is, considering it's size and weapon loadout. This thing could be even more frightening then the Eberhart... No, this is definitely the more powerful of the two. I wonder if-"<br><br>Alister took a moment to cut into the conversation, cutting Mira off mid thought. "Knowing the statistics behind it is pointless, all we need to know is how to bring it down."<br><br>Mira nodded, groaning lightly as she realized that he could hear what she was saying. "Right... sorry..." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>12-11-2011, 03:53:38</strong>
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				Jillian sighed gently as she worked out her day shift at the bar she worked at, Charl's Corner, which was actually a pretty classy establishment. Jillian had been bar tending from the moment that she got her licence, so she was able to work her way up to some pretty high end establishments. Of course, she was sure it was only a matter of time before she got some insane job offer from a bar somewhere, seeking to just cash in on her growing celebrity status, for for the time being, she was happy where she was, at a respectable little establishment where she made more then enough money to get by even without the added income from the MBF, when the season was right, and Boxing, again, when the season was right.<br><br>She didn't get much business during the daytime, and she was expecting today to be no different. Great, all she needed was an 8 hour shift where she could do nothing other then clean the occasional wine glass and stew about how badly she had screwed up her chances with Anastasia. She had FINALLY found a nice girl, able to see Jillian for who she was, and she had thrown mud all over the relationship.<br><br>Typical.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>12-11-2011, 04:13:42</strong>
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				Candy was still thinking of the message she had received this morning as she walked into the bar, and the look of concern her daughter had had on the holocomm. <em>“Hey, Mom, it’s Janice. I’m just calling to let you know that Karl had a serious accident. His mech cockpit armor had a design flaw or something and a shot during a match crushed his leg. But he’s going to be okay—he’s stable and awake and everything, they’re going to fit him for a prosthetic soon. He... well, he said that you shouldn’t come because he would refuse to see you. I’m sorry, I really tried to talk him out of it. If you need to talk about it at all, please call me.”</em><br><br>The worst of it was, Janice had sounded more concerned about how Candy would handle it than the actual accident. Maybe she was right to—some days Candy felt the effort of keeping her shit together was not worth it. All she knew is that for now she need a drink or five, and the time of day didn’t much matter.<br><br>The intrepid reporter went straight to the bar, briefly noticing that the bartender was a very attractive redhead. Candy had not been with a woman since she was a teenager, but if she had been in a better mood her interest might have been piqued. As it was, she just sat at the bar looking dispirited and ordered without preamble. “Scotch, neat.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>12-11-2011, 04:21:34</strong>
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				Jillian was in a bit of a daze when Candy first came in, sat down, and ordered a pretty rough drink considering the fact that she was only just getting started. She was so far lost in her grief that she didn't realize right at first who she was talking to, it wasn't until she had prepared the scotch and turned around to see her face that her gut just about hit the floor... Well... shit, this was just what Jillian needed, a great ray of sunshine to brighten an already absolutely terrible day. What was she going to try to say to Jillian, she wondered. Was she going to try and bring out some of the redhead's dirty laundry? Was she just going to get boozed up and leave? For rather obvious reasons, Jillian hoped for the latter.<br><br>Still, it wasn't like she could hide from her job.<br><br>She set the scotch on the table and gave only a few brief words before she turned her head away and attempted to focus on something else, that would keep her back turned away from Cindy. All of a sudden, an assortment of random wine glasses nearby suddenly become very, very interesting.<br><br>It wasn't that Jillian was afraid or anything, she knew that she'd be able to break a few bones if Candy tried something smart, but the last thing she wanted today was to get griefed while pulling a day shift at her job after she already screwed her Friday, along with a relationship with one of the few people that Jillian actually honestly connected with.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>12-11-2011, 04:32:18</strong>
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				Candy spoke to the bartender, though she was looking at her glass as she did so. “You know, I heard once there was this guy in ancient times, maybe he was a wise man or something, but anyway I heard a quote from him that really stuck with me. ‘Life is just one crushing disappointment after another until you just wish Flanders was dead.’ I don’t know who Flanders was, but I think I’m glad he’s dead anyway. Smug bastard.” She took an overgenerous sip of her drink.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>12-11-2011, 04:35:32</strong>
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				Jillian couldn't stop herself from shaking her head just a little bit as she heard Candy speak. Well, she was a bartender, it might as well have been part of her job description that she had to make conversation with the customer, make them happy, keep them buying drinks.<br><br>this was going to suck.<br><br>She turned around and shrugged lightly, deciding that she might as well just face the inevitable shit show head on. "Well, I can't say I've ever heard that statement, but part of the 'crushing disappointment' thing seems kinda accurate sometimes."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>12-11-2011, 04:48:06</strong>
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				“I’ve notice crushing disappointments tend to come in groups. Like, hearing your badly hurt son doesn’t want to see you in the hospital. Followed immediately by the realization that, yeah, that’s a perfectly reasonable decision on his part. Probably for the best—what the fuck am I going to do, insult his injury until it goes away?”<br><br>Candy looked to the bartender. “Misery loves company, Hun—if you’ve got any crushing disappointments, I’d love to hear about them.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>12-11-2011, 04:50:55</strong>
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				Jillian shook her head lightly, though she did feel rather bad for the woman. Yes, Candy was a horrible person most of the time, but part of the redhead couldn't help but want to see her recover, nobody wanted to be stuck in a bad place their entire life, Jillian knew that rather well. That was part of the reason that she went out of her way to give Moon funding, because part of her genuinely did enjoy helping people, it was that same part that was speaking to her now.<br>"No thanks. Only unprofessional bartenders unload their problems on customers, and I've been doing this for years."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>12-11-2011, 05:01:10</strong>
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				“Fair enough,” Candy replied, taking another sip. “You know, you look a bit familiar, but I can’t place you. Doesn’t matter I guess.<br><br>“So...” Candy tried to think of a different topic of conversation, so she would not have to be alone with her thoughts. “Who do you like for the singles championship this year? I’m thinking Malrain—at first I thought maybe his sister’s clusterfuck of a start might throw him off his game. But I don’t think he understands what human emotion is beyond how an alien or robot would view it while studying an earthling specimen.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>12-11-2011, 05:06:08</strong>
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				Jillian chuckled a bit more, relieved that it didn't seem like she would recognize the redhead due to the way that the muckraker spoke. Because of that, she started to get just a little more comfortable as she leaned lightly up against the back of her cabinet and spoke in a more casual tone.<br>"Can't say for sure, there's a whole lot of variables that people simply can't predict at the beginning of a season. Still, I guess Alister Malrain is a solid choice, he always shows up."<br><br>Which reminded Jill, she had a match up against him here in a few days, that was going to be a whole world of painful. Maybe it would be a good idea to turn on the TV and watch that 'special' match where he and his sister were gearing up to fight some sort of super behemoth.<br>"You want to watch that special event that's about to start?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>12-11-2011, 05:28:16</strong>
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				“Oh, yeah, the Malrain siblings are supposed to fight some crazy thing. I was going to record it and analyze it later, but sure might as well watch it now.”<br><br>Candy laughed. “Oh, did you hear about this thing with Mira? Went to some high society shindig with Railgun Raines, then invites the grieving widow home for what was presumably a nice little session of bitchfucking. I saw the footage before they went inside—poor Railgun is trying to say goodnight all polite like, when Mira just pulls her into the place as is all over her like a dirty little minx. Which is funny, because by all accounts it was Raines who was practically a lesbian nympho in high school.<br><br>“I wonder if Mira is more interested in Raines’ body or her bank account? Though it could easily be both, and I wouldn’t blame her. I don’t go for women too often, but I’d be a bit curious to see what Railgun’s like in the sack. Just as long as I could put a ballgag on her, of course—bet she probably whines about saving the genetically deformed and poor even mid coitus.” Candy laughed again—it was becoming obvious she had already had a few before even arriving in the bar.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>12-11-2011, 05:33:29</strong>
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				(Yep, that's her.)<br><br>Anastasia indeed notice Jareth was barefoot as he spoke, wondering why he didn't just wear sandals like her. She still smiled to see him, though, shuffling her feet a little deeper into the sand as she stood there so it could flow between her toes smoothly. "That's good to hear. It's a rare few mech pilots who are actually good enough to get along and keep upgrading without a sponsor doing all of the work for them." After praising him a bit, the purple-haired girl sighed and turned to look out toward the water, which came in rather heavy waves today. <br><br>"I guess I'm here as more of a punishment than a reward. I want to go watch that match, but...well, remember how we talked about that pilot I was going out with, Jillian Ashfeld? Well, it turns out <em>I</em> am into her, didn't need to look at porn to prove that. But now we seem to have gone a little too far and screwed things up..."<br><br>---<br><br>As the crowd's silent awe at the first sight of the Hades faded away, it was replaced by an uproarious cheer by those present, all of whom knew they were about to witness one of the biggest matches in years. The sustained cry of excitement lasted just long enough for the siblings to speak for a few moments before the announcer cut in again, loudly interrupting them. "And now, without too much delay, we'll see what if our pilots have any words to share before the match begins!"<br><br>The NETCOM between the two teams came alive with a soft beep, leading Alister and Mira to hear a deep, eastern European voice that sounded like it was coming from the inside of a large warehouse. It was, of course, coming from inside of the gigantic mech before them, in a cockpit of excessive size even for a man like Alex Axelson. "It's sad to see that your little sister can come into a match better armed than you, Alister. Think that pea shooter of a rifle you have will even leave a burn mark on the hull of this mech?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>12-11-2011, 05:53:23</strong>
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				Jillian barely had time to click on the video feed to the upcoming match before Candy started to run her mouth, and Jillian reminded herself of why she had such dreaded feelings of anticipation when the woman first walked into the bar. She didn't much like the way that the blonde talked about the other pilots as though all of them were positively wretched people. Still, she didn't know Mira all that well, so the video footage from that particular night just about spoke for itself. On the other hand, Jill had the misfortune of being pitted against Beth a few times last season, and although she lost horrifically both times, she could rest assured knowing that she had lost to somebody who she classified as a genuinely good person.<br>"Well, I really wouldn't know much about either of them... Still, Raines&nbsp; has massed a lot of money for a lot of worthy causes..."<br><br>That was an absolutely disgusting joke that Candy had made, it took all of Jillian's bearing to keep her bartender's composure.<br><br>.....................................................<br><br>Alister smirked just a tiny bit when he heard the trash talking come in through his speakers. Without so much as a grunt as a response, he cut the link and severed all forms of communication with Alex Axelson. Seeing the communication cut caused a little bit of an uproar from Mira. "Brother! you're not really going to listen to that man talk to you that way, are you?"<br><br>Zero could be seen priming it's rifle for combat as Alister's voice came through the comm, as level and collected as always.<br>"Words don't win battles. I won't pander that man's ego by dignifying him with a response. The only thing that matters at the end of the day are the results."<br>"... If... if you say so..."<br><br>Mira seemed very quick to back down when it came to talking to her brother.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>12-11-2011, 06:22:49</strong>
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				“Yeah, her and her charity.” Candy gave a laugh that was almost a snort. She continued with her drink as the conversation went on. “There’s one of two reasons for that—either its all a big ego trip to watch ‘em beg for cash, or she’s so needy that she can’t stand the thought of everyone not loving her. Fuck that shit—the world’s full of assholes, and I take great comfort in the fact that most of them hate me.<br><br>“I don’t know why everyone is so impressed by a little do-gooding. Now, I’d say I’m a fairly well-off person compared to the average slub on the street, but my net worth isn’t a tenth of what Beth Raines has got. So, even if she gave away half her wealth to charity tomorrow, it still leaves her in the category of ‘filthy fucking rich.’ Maybe she’s not the type to want ice sculptures pissing vodka or a pizza topped with caviar and gold leaf—but if she wanted ten of each, it would hardly be an obstacle, would it? Meanwhile, you’re probably stuck worrying about how you’ll pay your rent month to month.<br><br>“Money and life in general is just a brutal and unfair struggle for dominance. Beth and I have both got that unfairness going in our favor, the difference is I’m at least honest enough to admit it instead of having some laughable pretense that I’m just one of the proles and care about complete strangers.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>12-11-2011, 06:32:20</strong>
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				"Now that's just rude, if I may say so," came another voice, this one with a slightly high-pitched Southern accent. The channel was separate from Axelson's, so none of the three pilots would have to worry about the designated gunner for the Hades overhearing. "The man was just trying to get a little pre-fight banter going to get the blood pumping and the audience psyched for a good match. Ya could at least dignify an honest attempt at trashtalk with a 'shut up' or somethin' like that." The giant opposing machine began to slowly move in a circle around the Zero and the Einenlancer, facing them the entire time. It didn't tilt at all as it moved, showing impeccable balance for something so huge.<br><br>"Besides, ya coulda learned somethin' important about winnin' by just eggin' him on and seein' what he spewed from that fat trap of his. Look, I already learned somethin' about defeating the two of you just by listening to what ya just said."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>12-11-2011, 06:38:56</strong>
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				Jillian turned her head away lightly, finding it just a bit more difficult to stomach Candy's words, though she found that they did have a small ring of truth to them. At least where Jillian had grown up, money was one of the hardest things to get a consistent stream of. Her parents worked themselves to death just to make sure that Jillian had a future, they still were to this very day, trying to save up just enough to scrap by a retirement with. Jillian didn't want that for her parents, they deserved more, that was about 75% of the reason that she took up mech piloting to begin with.<br>"I don't think everybody is that way. The world may be a lousy place, nobody can argue against that, but I, for one, refuse to completely give up on humanity."<br><br>..........................................<br><br>Alister chuckled a little and cut the communication with the other pilot as well, not seeing any point in continuing to bicker with the two of them. "Battles that are won by riding on the ego of the opponent are hollow on the verge of cheating. It's pointless, and boring."<br><br>Mira groaned a little and began to prepare Einenlancer's bazooka, more then ready to begin evasive action the moment that the bell rang.<br>"That means that we're going to have to set up a new plan of attack, what do you think, Alister?"<br><br>Silence.<br>"... Alister?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>12-11-2011, 12:19:17</strong>
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				“Ha, I wouldn’t say I’ve ‘given up on humanity’—that just sounds too melodramatic for my tastes. Let’s just say I approach the world with a healthy dose of cynicism.” Candy smiled at the bartender. She liked this girl, if only for helping the reporter to get her mind off things. “So what’s your name, hun? I’m Candy, but if my infamy in the media has preceded me then you already know that.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>12-11-2011, 17:28:44</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=106394.msg5462001#msg5462001">Quote from: Revenent on 12-11-2011, 05:33:29</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">(Yep, that's her.)<br><br>Anastasia indeed notice Jareth was barefoot as he spoke, wondering why he didn't just wear sandals like her. She still smiled to see him, though, shuffling her feet a little deeper into the sand as she stood there so it could flow between her toes smoothly. "That's good to hear. It's a rare few mech pilots who are actually good enough to get along and keep upgrading without a sponsor doing all of the work for them." After praising him a bit, the purple-haired girl sighed and turned to look out toward the water, which came in rather heavy waves today. <br><br>"I guess I'm here as more of a punishment than a reward. I want to go watch that match, but...well, remember how we talked about that pilot I was going out with, Jillian Ashfeld? Well, it turns out <em>I</em> am into her, didn't need to look at porn to prove that. But now we seem to have gone a little too far and screwed things up..."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Jareth sighed and said on her compliment; "Half-correct, it seems each and every mech pilot likes to strangle me what it seems consider my method of figthing which sends mechs into wrecks. Oh well, seems my fans love it and seems bring some tension into matches to make them more alive so business good suppose." However Jareth did not sound anyway happy about it at all and rather sounded more determined sort keep doing what he's doing.<br><br>However Jareth ligthed up when Anastassia revealed her fancies and he chuckled and said; "Well, perhaps not advice told by most folks but it's straightforward way what clicks in you hehe! Anyways I cannot blame your choice; Jillian is firecracker which every guy would dream into bed but she's a cock teaser as she is lesbian and so off male market. But does not stop her male fans collect every photo of her and dream of impossible day if she would turn Bi." Hearing bit more he then looked on Anastassia and says; "Gone far too fast for your liking while she hit on speed? Well, that's quite problem I see. If your into slow calm process while Jill is definitely the type to hit top speed into passion, perhaps even so she does not see other has discomfort from it."<br><br>Jareth smiles and says to Anastassia; "I do not ask the dirty details, so feel free walk with me while we both enjoy our pleasure and punishment in the beach. Oh wait....I sounded bit like masochist now did I?" Jareth laughed for himself and added; "Anyway I am far from expert in female relationships or giving any advice on it. But I will listen if you feel talk about it while we walk around."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>12-11-2011, 20:03:18</strong>
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				Neither Axelson nor McCree tried to reestablish communications after Alister cut them, but it didn't matter too much in the long run, since the battle was signaled to start just a few seconds later. As soon as the bell went off, the Hades stopped in its position and released a massive salvo of stinger missies that radically swerved through the air toward the two smaller mechs, the majority of them seeming to be aimed directly at the Zero.<br><br>---<br><br>Anastasia blushed a bit from the way Jareth spoke, referring to Jillian as a cocktease (which she couldn't argue, even if the redhead did her best to be the opposite), and from having to discuss what could only by exaggeration be called her sex life with someone she didn't know all that well yet. But he had already proven himself a step above other guys in that he wasn't just drooling over the idea of the polite little purple-haired woman naked in bed with that infamously attractive bartender/boxer/pilot, so she felt comfortable enough gooing on with the conversation. "I can't say it's entirely her fault, though. Sure, she didn't want to stop, but neither did I, and I'm pretty sure I made the first real move when I shoved her face into- u-uh, nevermind." <br><br>She coughed awkwardly before continuing on. "It's both of our fault we went that far, I get that, and it's not like I don't still think she's a great girl, and she didn't take my virginity or anything. I'm just really worried what impression that gave, or if she was really only after <em>that</em> in the first place, you know? How can you tell these things?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>12-11-2011, 20:10:46</strong>
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				Jillian had to resist a groan at this point, this was going to suck, but it wasn't like she was really able to lie to the muckraker, doing so would only make things worse in the long run if Candy ever found out exactly who the redhead was. Still, she had ways of sort of dancing around her real name, and hoping for the best. "Oh, everybody just calls me Jill."<br><br>..................................<br><br>Alister shook his head a little and snapped into jet mode, boosting quickly to get plenty of distance between him and the missiles before he spun around and fired his lasers, getting rid of a few of them before he had to snap upwards and evade again. Meanwhile, Mira had a bit less luck as she had to drop the bazooka in order to take cover and hide from the missiles.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>12-11-2011, 20:19:41</strong>
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				Chain gun fire from atop the spherical mech made sure to pin Mira down in her position while the MW itself started to follow Alister, surprisingly swift for its immensity. Once it was a fair distance away from the Einenlancer and had the siblings split up, it angled itself to point its "bottom" at Alister and fired a massive beam cannon in his direction, enough to scorch armor even with just a near hit.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>12-11-2011, 20:24:58</strong>
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				Mira was pinned down exactly as planned, unable to break from her cover because of the relentless chain gun fire while Alister was able to briskly evade the massive beam cannon. After that he transformed back into mech mode while in mid air and tried to fire into the barrel of the cannon while it was exposed. Still, that was a difficult target for Alister to hit while he was moving, and he only got a few shots off before he had to transform back and continue evasive action.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>12-11-2011, 20:54:15</strong>
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				“Oh, you’re Jillian Ashfeld!” Candy said, snapping her fingers. “Sadly for me, you’re neither famous enough nor terrible enough to be worth an ambush interview—not to mention my lack of cameraman at the moment.<br><br>“But I am curious... Any plans for the regular season yet? Joining a team, or concentrating on one on one maybe? ...I promise anything you say won’t be used against you in my court of bitchiness. Well, unless you’re silly enough to admit to a sex scandal or shoplifting or something.” Candy laughed again. “Although even then, bad press is better than no press at all if you want to draw ratings and get the sponsors excited.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>12-11-2011, 22:16:09</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=106394.msg5463818#msg5463818">Quote from: Revenent on 12-11-2011, 20:03:18</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Anastasia blushed a bit from the way Jareth spoke, referring to Jillian as a cocktease (which she couldn't argue, even if the redhead did her best to be the opposite), and from having to discuss what could only by exaggeration be called her sex life with someone she didn't know all that well yet. But he had already proven himself a step above other guys in that he wasn't just drooling over the idea of the polite little purple-haired woman naked in bed with that infamously attractive bartender/boxer/pilot, so she felt comfortable enough gooing on with the conversation. "I can't say it's entirely her fault, though. Sure, she didn't want to stop, but neither did I, and I'm pretty sure I made the first real move when I shoved her face into- u-uh, nevermind." <br><br>She coughed awkwardly before continuing on. "It's both of our fault we went that far, I get that, and it's not like I don't still think she's a great girl, and she didn't take my virginity or anything. I'm just really worried what impression that gave, or if she was really only after <em>that</em> in the first place, you know? How can you tell these things?"<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Jareth listened when suddenly Anastassia coughed to interupt her own speech he laughed and said jokingly; "Oh please, you could not had needed stop! I was already getting nice image in my head!" Jareth however listened the rest and he replied; "Well, I am sure Jill is big enough woman know her own behavior. She very likely held lot of back with you but when you did your thing on her it was directly pushing her button which is called 'safety is off, go wild!'. I myself would not place that much blame on Jill because you should had known just the way how she fights and being a boxer that once she gets into action she has hard time to stop herself.<br><br>Now think a bit; if you know you have certain bad habit but which you enjoy to do and you try control hard keep doing the bad habit. Then you get kind of permission indulge on your bad habit you then happily go do it, but then barked up by same person who gave permission to stop instant doing the bad habit. If asked me I would feel both hurt but also ashamed for having indulged bad habit, besides existing shame for having it in first place. I think I can safely say you both have moral hangover whole affair but Jill has perhaps more bigger one as she had watched herself not to do such thing in first place; not go too fast which is her own tempo in things.<br><br>What comes to determine nature of her actions and relationship.....it's tough call. I do not know Jill that well to place any judgement on her but I give you same advice I gave to Mira couple weeks ago; life is far too short for hesitations. In general do not fear to stumble in your life, have setbacks or simply afraid to do something just because you may regret it. I assume your the type who wants commitment? Want to be single partner and preferably with the one who pops your cherry also right? It's nice romantic and all, but simply quite unrealistic in my own opinion. <br><br>For overall happy life you should not afraid to go and have partners to be with, even if said partners would not become your rest of life lasting soul mates. But the memories from your past partners can be very golden, even equally golden as the ones you make with person whom you stick with in the end. Also even if you spend single night with Jill and later discover things just do not work out you should not feel bitter for the memory, as great sex can be something what you can cherish even without having a long relationship to go with it. <br><br>But overall my advice is just go and try make things work out and not afraid your or hers feelings. You will discover after the sex was that all Jill was after or did she want some more from you? Anyways as all relationships the things do not fix themselves, you both feel bad from it and sooner or later someone needs raise peace flag for truce and talk things over said case even if it's awkward or something what neither does not like talk about."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>14-11-2011, 17:07:29</strong>
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				Any shots that were fired in the direction of the cannon were quickly obliterated by the cannon's own beam, which chased Alister for while after he continued his flight before finally stopping to recharge. Settling back into position on its vertical axis, the Hades floated in a horizontal line over the battlefield and pursued the Zero, entirely focused on the older Malrain for the time being. This time, the chain guns that had pinned Mira down were fired at him, except about a dozen of the guns were active now, lighting the sky up with relentless muzzle flash.<br><br>---<br><br>Anastasia listened carefully as Jareth gave his full view on the matter, digging her feet into the sand afterward as she used his ideas to think more deeply on her own situation. She wasn't entirely sure she agreed with him that she should not be too worried about a lasting relationship and that flings and short-term partners could be just as golden as lifetime soulmates in the long run, but at the same time, something in her gut told her that Jill didn't want that kind of relationship. Mainly, though, Jareth was right in that she couldn't blame Jill for what had happened when she had just been inducing the girl to her own passionate instincts. Besides, what was wrong with it if they had both enjoyed it?<br><br>Looking up at the pilot, she smiled and nodded. "You're right. I'll go talk to her later and let her know that I'm not mad at her for what happened, and that I just don't want this to be a fast affair. The last thing I want is for her to hate me for thinking I blame her and move on to someone else, right?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>14-11-2011, 22:19:27</strong>
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				Jillian felt her stomach drop through the floor, only to then perk back up when Candy came out and admitted that the redhead really wasn't worth her attention for hitting with press. "You know what? I'm pretty sure I'm good where I'm at, to be honest. Like I said before, good bartenders don't spill their problems onto clients." She seemed to be in slightly better spirits as she turned her attention towards the odd battle that was taking place before the two of them.<br>"Quite the show..."<br><br>.......................<br><br>Alister was having a naturally difficult time evading the ruthless fire that he was under, and he ended up coming under quite a bit of fire before Mira finally realized that it was safe for her to step out. She grabbed her bazooka quickly and brought it up, firing multiple rounds as fast as she could in hopes of distracting this massive thing, at the very least.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>14-11-2011, 23:29:13</strong>
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				Candy took note of the mech battle unfolding on the viewscreen. “It is quite an impressive display—I’ll have to go over the match in detail tomorrow morning if I want to play talking head on the sportscasts.” She frowned. “Guess I’d better stop drinking for now or I’ll be too hung over.” She sighed. “Ah, the sacrifices I have to make to remain a functioning alcoholic.” She took one more large sip of her scotch before reluctantly pushing it aside and adding a very generous tip.<br><br>“You know, it’s no fun here if you can’t tell me anything about yourself.” She smiled mischievously. “Maybe I could take you out to dinner after your shift ends, put this customer / bartender phase behind us.” Candy twirled a strand of her long blonde hair with one finger. She was glad the dress she wearing at the moment did such a good job of showing off her large breasts and cleavage. And the look in her eyes left no doubt that her intentions toward Jillian were far from innocuous.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>15-11-2011, 00:13:47</strong>
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				Jillian felt a rather sick rolling feeling in her stomach when she saw the way that Candy started to talk to her, the look in her eye giving away more about the blonde's intentions then any words ever could. Sure, Jillian had to admit that the offer did have a certain amount of appeal to it. Jillian actually found herself rolling the idea around in her mind when thoughts of Anastasia slipped back to the forefront of her mind. Jillian had WAY jumped the gun and gone too far with the purple haired girl, and if-no- WHEN Candy used this little romp as slander news, as was her job, it would only verify what Anna no doubt already thought about Jillian.<br><br>The redhead didn't want that in the slightest, she really wanted to make things work with Anna, she wanted to make amends for her mistake, and acting more mature was the first step in that direction. "Um... I'm sorry, Candy, but I'll have to take a rain check on that one. I've already got enough on my plate as is."<br><br>Well, if the muckraker in Candy was active at the moment, she'd notice that Jillian was so focused with thoughts of Anna that she had let a small chink appear in her armor. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>15-11-2011, 00:49:06</strong>
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				The reporter pouted a bit, but took Jillian’s response in stride—it had been a long shot to begin with. “I must be losing my touch,” she said jokingly. For once she decided not to pry. “Well, anyway, do you guys serve any food here? Oh, and a soda water with lemon would be nice.”<br><br>Candy watched the match for a little while before continuing. “So, how busy does this place usually get? Because I figure you could do a lot more business here if you got the word out about having an MBF pilot as bartender. I could do a fluff piece on this place that would generate a lot of attention—although admittedly my non-malicious services don’t come cheap. Being nice is just so...icky.” She laughed slightly. “Although I might be willing to give you a discount—I have a weakness for redheads.” She winked to show she was only teasing—well, half teasing, half flirting.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>15-11-2011, 00:54:40</strong>
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				Jillian chuckled a little more, once again letting herself get comfortable with the way that the conversation was going now that they were in safe territory again. She counted her blessings that Candy didn't want to pry, for starters, and when the conversation moved to the business generation that this place got, Jill found herself shaking her head. "Oh trust me, this place gets absolutely packed during the night shifts. Every single idiot guy who thinks that they can 'change me' comes in and starts boozing it up like it's the end of the world."<br><br>She paused, grabbing a menu from nearby which she handed off to Candy. "We don't exactly have the greatest selection of regular food here, but we do actually have a grill."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>15-11-2011, 01:25:31</strong>
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				Candy laughed at Jillian’s comment about her customers. “The centuries go by, but guys never change—they see an attractive lesbian, and they become convinced of their miraculous powers of conversion. I may have to stop by here again some night—I could run some interference and get their mind off you.” She again smiled playfully. Candy was in a surprisingly good mood considering how the day had started. <em>It helps not to be sitting at home sulking for a change.</em><br><br>The blonde looked at the menu. “I’ll have a cheeseburger, medium rare or thereabouts. <br><br>“You know, something occurred to me about this match,” Candy said, looking to the mech battle once more. “It’s pretty surprising to see the Malrain kids fighting side-by-side. I tried to interview Alister recently, and on the topic of his sister he failed to give a fuck so hard I was expecting him to slip into a coma. Certainly haven’t seen either of them or daddy Malrain in public together any time recently. I wonder if there’s been some&nbsp; kind of falling out among them...” The reporter gleefully imagined all the potential scandals that might have driven the first family of mechs apart. <em>Mira’s probably the weakest link there, I’ll have to pester her some time soon.</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>15-11-2011, 01:29:17</strong>
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				Jillian laughed as well, nodding in agreement with the first statement about guys never changing. "Hear hear. Anyway, I'll order that cheeseburger for you." She turned back, and was filing the order while Candy went on about how the Malrain siblings were fighting side by side, Jillian found herself rather thankful that Candy was so focused on the match, otherwise she may have noticed just how tight fitting the athletic redhead's pants were. Still, she was able to make her order without a hitch and turn back towards the screen, where she gave her own analysis of the battle.<br>"You know... it doesn't really look like they're so much fighting side by side as they are just taking the battlefield together. There's not even the slightest hint of teamwork between the two siblings."<br><br>This was, of course, just her making her tactical observation of the battle, she didn't really intend on egging Candy's malicious ideas on any further.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>15-11-2011, 04:41:12</strong>
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				The Hades shuttered as the first bazooka shells struck it, though since it had one pilot entirely focused on maneuvering, it was able to react quickly and move out of the way after only taking one more shot. Turning toward the Einenlancer's location, it unleashed another volley of stinger missiles in her direction, followed by bursts of chain gun fire to keep her locked in her current position as much as possible.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>15-11-2011, 17:12:06</strong>
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				“Good point,” Candy told Jillian approvingly. It was promising that the young woman was so observant—it definitely improved her chances of doing well this season. <em>Maybe someday she will be worth an ambush interview,</em> Candy thought mischievously. Though maybe the reporter would go easy on her when the time came, relatively speaking.<br><br>“All the mech purists are going to be flipping the fuck out if that monstrosity is allowed into regular matches,” Candy added. “The forum at my site will be nothing but flame wars for weeks,” she said with a slight laugh.<br><br>“So who would you want with you, if you had to go up against that thing? Would you change your weapons' loadout?” A lot of Candy’s work dealt more with the pilots than the mechs themselves, but the part of her that was just an MBF fan did enjoy the tactical and technical details of the sport.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>15-11-2011, 19:13:52</strong>
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				Mira was nowhere near as good at evasion as Alister was, so she ended up eating a few missiles before she was able to get back behind cover. Seeing Mira's attack as a good distraction, Alister once again made another attack run on that massive cannon, it was clear that if he was able to get a few rounds inside that thing, he'd be able to deal some damage.<br><br>...............................<br><br>Jillian scoffed a little bit when Candy asked who she'd want with her if she had to go up against that thing. "Oh, I dunno... Mattias Malrain, Gigasteel Joe, Gebrand the Swift, Takashi Fujin back in his prime..." She was basically naming off all the legends throughout the time of the MBF, before she went about changing her loadout. "I don't know... My cannon is capable of dealing some damage, I guess it would depend on what my partner was packing, all things considered."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>15-11-2011, 19:29:50</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=106394.msg5470988#msg5470988">Quote from: Revenent on 14-11-2011, 17:07:29</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Anastasia listened carefully as Jareth gave his full view on the matter, digging her feet into the sand afterward as she used his ideas to think more deeply on her own situation. She wasn't entirely sure she agreed with him that she should not be too worried about a lasting relationship and that flings and short-term partners could be just as golden as lifetime soulmates in the long run, but at the same time, something in her gut told her that Jill didn't want that kind of relationship. Mainly, though, Jareth was right in that she couldn't blame Jill for what had happened when she had just been inducing the girl to her own passionate instincts. Besides, what was wrong with it if they had both enjoyed it?<br><br>Looking up at the pilot, she smiled and nodded. "You're right. I'll go talk to her later and let her know that I'm not mad at her for what happened, and that I just don't want this to be a fast affair. The last thing I want is for her to hate me for thinking I blame her and move on to someone else, right?"<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Jareth smiled and said; "Yeah, better talk things through so your both clear page. You just need get the guts to walk to her and start the dialogue in first place, that usually is the hardest part." They continued walk in the beach, Jareth sink his feet into the sandy beach and he asks; "What are you thoughts; Is it good thing if we keep upgrading the mechs more and more in tech? Of course so far they have been done both for science and entertainment but what you would consider as limit which crosses the line? When mech is no longer a mech but a mobile battlestation?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>16-11-2011, 02:32:00</strong>
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				“Well, you certainly won’t have any of those pilots with you if you have to fight that thing for real,” Candy teased. She took a sip of her water. “You know what else you should worry about this year? That Jareth Herman guy. I think he’s trashed every mech he’s fought so far. He’s such a magnificent asshole for doing that—I’m not sure if I should love him or hate him. I also hear he’s been known to take a swing at obnoxious reporters—the publicity from that would be more than worth getting knocked on my ass.” Candy laughed at the thought.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>16-11-2011, 13:11:59</strong>
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				Unfortunately for Alister, the cannon had a hatch that closed over it when it wasn't firing, so his rounds did little more than bounce off the space alloy hull of the spherical Mobile Weapon. Returning to its original target, the Hades charged up a powerful energy shield around itself as Alister's finished his attack and charged at the Zero at high speed, hoping to take advantage of its proximity.<br><br>---<br><br>Anastasia smiled as the conversation turned from something she knew very little about to something she actually understood, sinking her feet into the sand as well. "That's hard to say. I think it mainly comes down to control, though. If you upgrade a mech past a certain point, a single person isn't going to be able to control it, so you're going to have to get multiple pilots in it or even install some sort of CPU assistant to make it work. At that point, it isn't a test of a single pilot's skill anymore, and it could unfairly balance things toward one competitor, so I wouldn't think they'd let things go that far. And even if some mechs are better than others, I don't think they can ever have ones that are just unfairly superior in technology, because that would take away the fun of competition."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>17-11-2011, 03:17:52</strong>
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				Jillian gently laughed and shook her head when Candy brought up the rather strange newcomer that was taking the MBF by storm in the prelims. "Yeah, I bumped into him a few times, but I don't really know him well enough to talk about him one way or the other. Still, lord only knows what the hell he's thinking when he punches out reporters, that only works in extremely lame action movies. Here in the real world, that's a lawsuit waiting to happen." <br><br>...........................................<br><br>Alister wasn't quite prepared for just how fast that thing was really capable of moving once it got started moving, so the hades was able to get in nice and close for whatever type of attack or action it wanted to carry out. Meanwhile, Mira was still trying to assess the damage she was taking, and she was still stuck behind cover until further notice.<br>"C'mon Alister... open your damn comm and talk to me. How can we win if you won't..."<br><br>She glanced up to see just how close the massive sphere was to Zero, letting out a light gasp as Alister tried a few quick and desperate maneuvers to put some distance between him and the sphere.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>17-11-2011, 21:04:40</strong>
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				The Zero's maneuver's were just enough to put some distance between the much smaller mech and the shield-enveloped Hades, which had been intent on ramming it into oblivion, but that didn't mean he was safe just yet. Slowing to a stop and lowering its shields, the Hades faced the flying MW and tracked it with several smaller laser weapons across its surface, lighting the sky up even more than before as bright orange lasers came at Alister in a virtual nova.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>17-11-2011, 23:07:01</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=106394.msg5478456#msg5478456">Quote from: Revenent on 16-11-2011, 13:11:59</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Anastasia smiled as the conversation turned from something she knew very little about to something she actually understood, sinking her feet into the sand as well. "That's hard to say. I think it mainly comes down to control, though. If you upgrade a mech past a certain point, a single person isn't going to be able to control it, so you're going to have to get multiple pilots in it or even install some sort of CPU assistant to make it work. At that point, it isn't a test of a single pilot's skill anymore, and it could unfairly balance things toward one competitor, so I wouldn't think they'd let things go that far. And even if some mechs are better than others, I don't think they can ever have ones that are just unfairly superior in technology, because that would take away the fun of competition."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Jareth nods and replies; "Indeed it would become unfair but how elevate sport higher level of performance if you stick weights on regarding advancement? True those better sponsored pilots get more advanced tech, parts and mech models to use and give them advantage already. Will it become similar like olympic sports? So that to compete you must not use steroids even if they increase the physical performance. So far what I had seen tech just continues go higher and higher, the much rumored match which we both skipped tells this much; MBF is more blending in becoming a test ground for new science tech than sport itself.<br><br>But that's why I think like in olympics there should be specific branch which focus on human athletes who pushes on biological limits of human body with science and medicine there should be other branch for 'all natural' athletes with no added stuff. Same with MBF they should split average model mechs from super advanced ones. Altough what is advanced and which is average is harder to measure. Some would say my mech is advanced when in truth it's pretty ancient model with just unique quirks."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>18-11-2011, 03:29:28</strong>
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				“I think he’d probably try to either punch the lawsuit or blow it up with his mech,” Candy joked. “I’m definitely going to have to track this guy down at some point—bet it would be a lot of fun to have a friendly little chat with him.” She grinned mischievously.<br><br>The reporter was content to watch the match for a while, and then when her burger arrived she realized how hungry she was and started in on it with gusto. But eventually, thoughts of her family crept back into her mind. <em>I really should call Janice, she’s probably worried about me,</em> Candy thought miserably. She paid for her food and water and left another generous tip. “I’d better do something I’ve putting off all day,” she told Jillian. “But I have to say, I like it here—I may be back some night. If only to make another pass at you,” she said teasingly, and then winked. “Take care.” After Jillian said her goodbye, Candice went back out to her hovercar and set it for autopilot to her house. <em>I’ll never be a good mother, but maybe I can be a slightly less shitty one for today,</em> she thought as she called her daughter over her comm.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>18-11-2011, 16:15:54</strong>
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				Even Alister couldn't evade all of the almost absurd blast that he was being hit with, he took a few nasty blasts that clipped his wings, and forced him into mech mode as he fell to the ground. While descending, he was able to fire a few desperate shots at whatever was open, though once he was grounded, he was stuck down there. Meanwhile, Mira was trying to analyze what Hades was doing, just trying to find some opening, ANY opening, that would let her open up with one of her heavier weapons.<br><br>............................................................<br><br>Jillian rolled her eyes lightly when she heard that Candy would be coming back, if only to continue flirting with the attractive young bartender behind the counter. Funny, Jillian never expected to be hit on by a woman almost twice her age. Even sadder was that part of Jillian actually wanted to take her up on the offer, though she figured that might have just been the part of her that was utterly ashamed by what had happened with Anastasia, and was just looking for some kind of rebound. Still, she was able to keep that little nagging part of her at bay, and for that she was grateful.<br><br>With Candy gone, Jillian went back to just watching the match, not like she had a whole lot else to do with almost nobody coming through in the middle of the day.<br><br>thank goodness modern cars came with autopilot, or Jillian wouldn't have been able to allow the drunk woman to drive back, she'd lose her job.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>19-11-2011, 16:13:08</strong>
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				Anastasia shrugged, not seeming too crazy about the idea. "I don't know, I think sports like this should remain as much about player skill as possible. Sure, they can get upgrades and whatnot, but I don't think a sport of entertainment like this would be the best place to try out new technological advancements. Not exactly the most prestigious place for that sort of thing, and besides, how many people could there really be developing mechs too powerful for the MBF? It'd be a pretty small league. Even a mech like yours could easily end up losing if people would try mixing up their strategies a bit when they faced it."<br><br>---<br><br>The Hades shuddered slightly as a few shots went through the opening in its circular outer shell and struck the center, indicating that that area was a much better target than the rest of it, though it didn't seem like those shots had done much damage. On top of it all, its back was to the Einenlancer, leaving no openings as it leaned itself back and aimed its main cannon at the grounded Zero, opening fire without a second's hesitation.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>19-11-2011, 19:06:23</strong>
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				Both of the Malrain siblings were quick to latch on to this one weakness that the Hades apparently had, and Mira knew for a fact that if she could manage to get a round in there, she'd be winning for sure. "Now... let's see about that weapon drop..." With that, Mira punched in a few commands on her panel and requested her missile pods to be deployed with her, making this the second time in her three battles in the MBF that she had requested those things deployed mid-battle, perhaps it would be smart of her to start deploying with a few missile pods at the beginning of every match. She would use the missiles, and possible Alister, to run distraction for her, while the bazooka round tried to be the one that got through and hit.<br><br>Even when stuck on the ground, Alister proved to be a difficult guy to hit. He was able to evade the cannon without too much difficulty, and he fired his twin rifle right at the opening in hoping of getting through. Still, Alister was starting to realize that he just didn't have the firepower to deal damage to something so big, not without getting in point blank range and using his sword, anyway... No, Zero just didn't have enough punch to make this thing bleed... But the Einenlancer did, Mira did...<br>"hmm..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>19-11-2011, 20:02:15</strong>
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				Jareth nods quick and replies; "Aye, I agree. It would be small league but I just wondered bit about the thought how the sports seems going and wonder where it eventually ends up. Nothing bad if it's about two creative pilots skill but when lots of money is involved....it kinda asks what other value sport stars have in eyes of big companies? As test pilots who advertise their products through modified mech? True, many times my mech would had lost if I had done some creative either through tact or having ace in my sleeve to pull off something unexpected and exploit opportunity. Also if some folks try play stragedy game against me I do equally in return with no mercy."<br><br>Jareth walks and leaves wet footprints to the beach sand, which slowly fade and disappear by rolling tides. Watching to ocean horizon he adds; "What you would consider top feature for potential legendary mark making mech pilot? My own personal opinion is ability to stand up and go on. No one is perfect but ability how improve one self after a loss tells lot more about character and skill, especially skill in learning, than anything else my opinion."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>20-11-2011, 20:19:24</strong>
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				A couple of Alister's shots went right into the barrel of the cannon and caused a bit of a flare-up with its main laser, but McCree maneuvered the beast out of the way enough to avoid any crippling hits. "Don't look the brother's much of a threat anymore," the pilot said to the gunner over the SATCOM link, though they were only separated by a few meters and a higher platform for Alex in the cockpit, so the link was mostly for the benefit of their support crew outside. "It'll take a hundred lucky hits from that little gun to bring the Hades down," Axelson confirmed, ceasing fire completely on the older Malrain. "Let's go after the newbie. They're probably not expecting us to see her as more of a threat than Alister. Bet she's getting ready to open up on us as we speak."<br><br>Without even a last attempt to gun the Zero down, the spherical MW pulled away from the fight in a hurry and returned to the starting area where it had last seen Mira, carpet bombing the area with lasers and missiles as it passed over to draw her out. Apparently, Axelson's methods indicated he was either terrible at ammo conservation, or the mech had enough in its stores that he didn't even have to bother.<br><br>---<br><br>Anastasia watched the sea as she walked, finding it hard to stay focused on the conversation about the MBF when her budding relationship was still on her mind. She had already sacrificed watching the explosive match-up between the Malrains and the mystery pair in order to come to the beach and sulk about it, so maybe mech battling wasn't as much at the forefront of her thoughts as it used to be. "I don't think you can say anything is the single most important quality. It comes down to a lot of things, and I can't really say if skill is more important than personality or vice versa, or if it's even just in the name or the ability to brand. I mean, 'Gigasteel Joe' and the 'Dukes of Disaster' were pretty much brand names, but it's kind of hard to do the same with 'Mattias Malrain' or something like that.<br><br>"I guess it's different for everybody. You could probably get popular just by how recognizable and powerful your mech is, while Alister Malrain's is pretty basic and he doesn't have any personality, so he gets by on skill. Then there's Monty, who's getting pretty popular because of his quirks and his showmanship, and Jill has a small following thanks to her personality and, to be honest, her good looks. Beth Raines has her good PR and philanthropy, Sardar Sangma has his movie star attitude, the list is pretty much endless. I guess that doesn't say much about what turns a star into a legend, though..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>20-11-2011, 20:27:08</strong>
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				Alister groaned a little bit when he realized that the two of them were focusing on Mira instead of him, something that he was kind of banking on. He was placing his trust in Mira to pull something off and give the two of them a win, though he doubted that she'd be able to do it on her own. As the hellish fire&nbsp; bombarded the area, Mira was indeed flushed out well ahead of time, as she had only applied two of her four missile pods before she was forced to retreat. Still, she was able to throw her bazooka quite a distance away, landing it a few meters away from Zero before she ran away. She was also able to get a few missiles out, but after about three or four of them launched, the Einenlancer was filled with holes and powered down. That had been Mira's last hurrah, firing a few missiles and giving Alister something bigger to shoot. Hooray.<br><br>Alister caught up on it, grabbing Mira's bazooka around the time that the Einenlancer was being overkilled. He aimed it up at Hades, waited for the prime moment to shoot, and fired it right at his favorite weak spot. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>23-11-2011, 08:03:15</strong>
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				Jareth nodded what Anastasia said, hearing she is not quite into the discussion but also knowing she may be uncomfortable or not able talk much about her relationship with Jill. He has said already his piece and rest is up to Anastasia and with her talking with Jill. So Jareth switch from the subject smoothly as he can; "Well, I have hoped I become more known from my canny tactics than just having antique but powerful mech. How is Monty doing up?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>30-11-2011, 05:54:24</strong>
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				After the twin pilots of the Hades finished putting the Einenlancer out of commission for the rest of the match, McCree began turning the behemoth around to locate Alister so they could finish the assault. He instead found a bazooka shell firing right past the spherical armor that kept the MW from being attack from behind, above, or the sides and striking the main body of the Hades, holding his chair as the machine rocked with a blast that would turn any lesser Weapon into mostly smoldering, twisted scrap.<br><br>The Hades was a lesser Weapon, though, so it survived the blast, though not without some damage. With a gaping hole in its frame and some damaged systems, the mech slowly began to descend to the ground as power needed to be diverted from its flight system. "Alex, get back and repair the cooling system. I'll take over weapons," the southern pilot called over his SATCOM before sending a few rapid taps through his controls. "Entering Crawler formation," he announced and, just before touching the ground, the Hades' outer shell swiveled around it to form a hemisphere on the mech's front while it laid down on its back, completely obscured by the now dome-like shell until a slot opened in it and the tip of the main cannon popped out. Lining its aim up with the Zero, the now single-piloted beast opened fire.<br><br>---<br><br>Anastasia shrugged as Jareth brought up her friend and coworker of sorts, wondering just how much she should be talking about him with a rival pilot. "About as good as he's done in the previous seasons, I suppose. That second match of his was a bit of a disaster but he won his third without too much of a hassle. His opponent was a newbie with a close-quarters focus, but he was just too slow to match up to the TG." The purple-haired girl smiled softly then. "I don't think Monty's all that focused on the matches anymore, though. There's this female pilot he's gone to hang out with a few times that's taking up a lot of his interest."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>04-12-2011, 17:33:37</strong>
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				Jareth smiled and replied to Anastasia; "Ahaa, I see. So despite all rumors and some ill repute he has found some female friend at least. I myself mostly measure other pilot how I face them in battle than rumors which go around them, as media sells by scandals than by happy stuff usually." Jareth walks soon other end of the beach and realize how far they both have walked and he asks; "Oh well, I plan go turn around now and go back to car. Drive to get something eat and return to my factory to see the much talked about match so I am not completely off the loop what happened. Do you want lift anywhere?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>04-12-2011, 20:58:28</strong>
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				Alister was sure that the shot had done some damage to the Hades, and apparently it had, since it was now forced to use some sort of contingency program that allowed it to fight on the ground. He had to admit that the idea was pretty smart, if not incredibly frustrating since Alister no longer had his own flight mode. If he were able to do this while he was also able to save his wings, he'd have been absolutely able to dominate the skies, and they'd have been helpless to try and harm him.<br><br>Still, what's done is done, he figured, so he might as well make the most of it. Alister used the Zero's incredible agility to his advantage, boosting out of the direction of the cannon before he fired the bazooka again. This time, he tried to read which direction the crawler was going to evade, so that once it started to move, he could have another slug waiting for them when they arrived. He looked back at the ammo counter for the bazooka, seeing that he only had one round with the thing left though.<br>"Tch."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>07-12-2011, 06:07:15</strong>
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				Anastasia turned and looked up at Jareth as he said he was going to turn around now and offered a ride, smiling and shaking her head. "That would be silly, since I drove my own car to get here and everything. I think I'd better give Jill's bar a call, though. See if I can find out from her manager when she gets off work," the violet-headed girl responded, turning around and walking back down toward where she was parked. They had come a fair way, but she wasn't in too much of a rush to leave. She was nervous about having to face Jillian after the idiot she had been in front of her, but she put that out of her mind for now. "You know, we'll have to meet up for that game of shogi you suggested sometime soon. I'd like to see if you're really mind to match the power of your machine," she teased.<br><br>---<br><br>The Hades boosted with surprisingly agility out of the path of the bazooka shell, which was pretty taxing on its power supply, but thankfully wouldn't be something it had to do too often with Alister's ammo running as low as it was. Really, the mech probably could have taken another direct blast or two without too much complication, but McCree clearly didn't want to risk a shell striking the main cannon, resulting in the Hades' primary weapon being destroyed, or worse. Sensing an opening as Alister checked the ammo counter and watched for their next position, McCree slammed his fist down on the console and fired the cannon mid-dodge, sending a wall of orange fire in the Zero's direction.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>07-12-2011, 09:02:08</strong>
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				Jareth chuckles and says; "I will need carry Shogi board around then in case if we randomly meet again. Anyways good luck with talk with a Jillian." Jareth waves with his hand when they start split up and he starts slowly head to his car which was parked elsewhere. Leaving foot prints into sand of the beach which are slowly faded away by the crashing tides from the ocean.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>07-12-2011, 12:46:53</strong>
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				Anastasia chuckled and waved Jareth off, making a mental note as she went to her car to actually contact him at some point about meeting up rather than hoping they just encountered each other out in the world again. It was already unlikely enough that they met twice by accident already, and both in situations where she needed advice, but she wouldn't argue with the workings of the universe.<br><br>Getting into the car, she called Jillian's bar and found out when the boxer got off work without too much trouble once she told the man who she was. Jill must have mentioned her to him before, she knew, or he wouldn't have given up that information so easily. Thanking him, she hung up and drove off toward Jillian's house, ready to be waiting for her on the front porch when she got home.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>07-12-2011, 15:12:33</strong>
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				Alister was focused on a few different things at once, and didn't really see the blast coming until he had already fired off his round where he predicted that the much, much faster mech would land. As a result, he let out a small gasp of dismay and tried to dodge, but still ended up just barely getting out of the way in time for the beam to completely tear away the bottom half of Zero. The top half crashed to the ground, unable to do so much as lift itself off the ground, let alone do any kind of fighting. Inside Zero's cockpit, Alister hung his head and took a deep breath. Sure, he was no stranger to defeat, but this one felt different.<br><br>.............................................<br><br>It would be about another three hours, when the sun was starting to set, before Jillian made her way back home from her shift at the bar. When she got back to her house, what was waiting for her genuinely surprised her as she stepped onto her porch and saw Anastasia sitting there waiting for her. At first she just froze, not too sure what this visit was about. Was she about to cut things off with Jillian? Had the redhead just botched up quite possibly her best shot at a relationship in a long, long time? She certainly wouldn't put it past herself, that was for sure.<br>"... Hey."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>07-12-2011, 16:10:52</strong>
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				Just as the Hades' blast had struck the Zero so destructively, the bazooka shell from the weapon formerly belonging to the Einenlancer struck the Hades just as it was stopping from its boost, though with nowhere near the effectiveness. The armor was dented and torn in places, and the outer armor of the cannon was somewhat damaged, but it was only a weakening of the incredibly advanced mech, not a crippling or incapacitating like the two opponents had suffered. Inside the skybox, Jess winced as the Zero was taken down and shook her head, turning off the siblings' SATCOM system that had long been silent, anyway.<br><br>Once the shock of the defeat had settled, there was an uproar of both cheers and jeers, some angry at the famous brother and sister for having been defeated quicker than they had expected, though most excited to have witnessed an explosive battle involving such new and powerful technology. As the smoldering metal strewn about from all three competitors cooled and the teams of all four pilots came out to recover them, a message for Mira came through from Alex: "Whatever happens, don't let them blame you for this loss."<br><br>---<br><br>Anastasia didn't know Jillian walked home from work each evening, so she was expecting the arrival of a car in the driveway to at least give her some warning that she was arriving. Instead, she jumped when the redhead suddenly appeared in front of her on the porch, smiling nervously and standing. "Oh, hey, Jill. H-how was work?" she stammered out, wringing her hands. As sensitive and self-conscious as she was, these parts of relationships were always difficult for her, especially when she considered herself to be the one who was wrong. Without waiting too long for a response, she sighed and tucked her hands behind her back, avoiding eye contact.<br><br>"Listen, I, uh...I know I acted really stupid the other night, and I'm really sorry about that. What happened was completely my fault, and I shouldn't have thrown you out over it, so if you're mad, I get it."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>07-12-2011, 16:39:09</strong>
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				Alister never really cared about the sounds that the audience made, so he ended up just keeping quiet and waiting until Zero was salvaged and brought back into the bay before he dismounted. He considered going but to talk to Jess, but there was really no point. She'd just try to mother her way into his personal life again and tell him how he should live his life. Still, it was hard for him to keep from going, he always had enjoyed her company more then he let on. He ended up staying in the bay and started to oversee how long it would take to repair Zero, because this had been a premier event, all repair fees had been paid by the federation. Even Alister had to admit that it was a pretty good deal.<br><br>Mira, meanwhile, wasn't expecting any comm chatter at all, since the only person that could possibly have interest in talking to her likely wouldn't say a thing. Still, when she got the message from her opponent, telling her not to let 'them' blame her for the loss, she couldn't help but feel her heart sink a little bit more as she made her response. "Thank you. Congratulations on the victory, too." She hoped that her words didn't come off as too bitter, but she wasn't feeling in the best of spirits at the moment. Fortunately for the conversation with Alex though, Mira really didn't have a bitter bone in her body, so her tone just came off as disheartened<br><br><br>............. <br><br>For the first few seconds, all that Jillian could do was just blink in disbelief. Was she really hearing this? However, after she recovered from the initial shock of the moment, she just let out a tiny laugh and stepped forward. "Anna, you seriously just took the words right out of my mouth... you have no reason to feel ashamed about what happened the other night, really, I was the one that went too far and screwed everything up." She couldn't believe that, not only was Anastasia the one to come over and patch the bridge, but that she also thought that she was the guilty party. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>07-12-2011, 17:05:55</strong>
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				Jess wound up the maintenance bay herself once the clean-up from the match was completed, mainly because she had organized the battle herself and wanted to make sure the Malrain's mechs were repaired as well as they deserved. Especially Mira's since she knew it must have been taxing enough on the younger girl to have to pay for her repairs all the other times, though it probably wasn't as bad as it was for the people who didn't already have firm foundations set up by the minor leagues. When she saw Alister was also present, she kept her distance and focused on the Einenlancer, unsure of what kind of mood he was in (probably the same one he was always in) and not sure if he wanted to speak to her (not that he conversation was common even in the past).<br><br>The European pilot chuckled, keeping the channel on even as he was escorted off the field. "Thank you. I hope we'll end up facing each other when I'm in my standard mech and you're on your own, though. I can always appreciate the challenge of another pilot who understands the benefit of lots of firepower. I think you didn't have nearly enough chance to show off your skills today, which is a shame."<br><br>---<br><br>Anastasia smiled with relief that Jill wasn't mad with her, but then just felt all the more guilty that the woman had been blaming herself for what had happened, which she still couldn't see to be the case. Stepping forward too, she gingerly took Jillian's hand and held it between both of her own, which she held up to her chest. "Don't be like that. I knew you were a really passionate person, and I can't act like it's your fault for going too far when I basically gave you the go-ahead. I even started the whole thing off, more or less."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>07-12-2011, 17:41:22</strong>
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				Alister simply watched out of the corner of his eye while Jess mostly focused her efforts on the Einenlancer, and secretly, he wasn't too sure about how to feel about it. He knew that he should have been relieved when she opted to keep her distance, but part of him argued otherwise... was he feeling guilty? Ashamed? Maybe even lonely? Well... Alister had always preferred to be able to do his own thing, live his own life... but when it came to Jess, his feelings and convictions got all mixed up. In the end, he ended up not approaching her, though if it was out of his nerves being shot, or his reluctance to deal with his defeat, he wasn't sure.<br><br>Mira ended up smiling a tiny bit as she heard Alex go on, she herself was still being recovered at the time, so she was able to get out one last statement before she was gone. "Maybe. Good luck to you in your future matches, Mr. Axelson." With that she was in her bay, dismounting as she noticed that Jess seemed to be specifically avoiding Alister. "Hey, you alright, Jess?"<br><br>.............<br><br>Jillian shuddered a little bit when Anastasia reacted the way that she did. She didn't expect this, she didn't expect Anna to ever even want to see her again. She thought that about a week or so would end up passing, and she would give it one last shot to try and make this gs right before she gave up and went back to being single. She wasn't ready for this, not that she would even dream of complaining though, not a chance. "A-Anna..." she took a tiny step forward, finding herself to be at a loss for words. How could this woman possibly consider what happened her fault? Wasn't it Jillian that took things too far? Anastasia wasn't completely at fault, she knew that much. Maybe it would be best to just drop it and move on. "... tell you what, let's go grab a bite to eat, my treat."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>07-12-2011, 21:19:56</strong>
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				Jess smiled apologetically as Mira came over to speak with her, nodding when she checked to see how she was doing. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just sorry the fight had to turn out this way is all. Hopefully you're not too mad at me," she said while brushing her own hair back, already knowing that there was no chance Mira would blame her for this. She was far too sensible for that. "I guess your brother's just too deeply buried inside his own head to be coaxed out that easily. You'd think he'd try to show a little more teamwork for his own sake, at least."<br><br>---<br><br>Anastasia smiled happily at the offer, glad to move on from the little bump they had it in their still very young relationship as long as they were both happy to get past it. "Sounds like a plan. I could really use something to eat, anyway," she replied cheerfully, not even hesitating this time to lean up and press their lips together for a brief moment. She didn't say anything, but she had missed the other woman a bit this past week, so getting to spend a little time with her now was a great relief.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>07-12-2011, 21:37:23</strong>
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				Mira shook her head when Jess voiced her concerns about how the fight had turned out. "Oh, don't worry about it. I think the two of us actually started cooperating a little bit near the end... well... once it was pretty much too late, anyway." She took a step back and put her arms behind her back. "So what happens now? I heard somebody say that the federation would be covering the repair costs for this match."<br><br>.....................<br><br>Jillian broke into a broad smile when Anastasia approved of the impromptu dinner plan the way that she had. This woman really was something else, no question about it. Any woman that was big enough to forgive and forget like Anna had was an automatic winner in Jillian's book. "Great, let me go get changed and we can get going." Jillia realized that her lips still tingled from where Anna had popped that kiss on her, so she leaned in again to initiate a kiss of her own before she stepped inside to take the fastest shower of her life and get changed. She didn't want to go out smelling of alcohol, after all.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>08-12-2011, 01:11:51</strong>
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				Jess nodded at the last remark, no doubt slightly distracted by thinking about someone else who was currently in the hanger bay with them. "Don't worry about a thing, I'll make sure they fix the Einenlancer up even better than before," the older woman responded, turning to look at the girl and smiling. "If you're good, I'll even have them throw in a little extra on the bonus you got for being in a premiere match," she teased gently, giving Mira's cheek a light pinch. "Beyond that, it's back to the same old, same old, I guess. The board will still have to deliberate on whether or not the Hades should be allowed into the two-man league, but that's nothing you have to worry about unless you join up with a partner."<br><br>---<br><br>Anastasia noticed the smell during the next kiss Jill initiated, and while it didn't really bother her too much, she definitely wouldn't disapprove of her date not smelling like a bar when the shower was right conveniently inside. Following the redhead inside to wait (assuming Jill didn't want her to stay outside), she took a seat in the living room and idly looked around, wondering if there were any little details that would teach her something new about this woman that she was finding herself so attracted to.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>08-12-2011, 01:20:50</strong>
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				Mira giggled gently and nodded, growing more comfortable with Jess' rather unusual mannerisms as she took a step back and looked up at Einenlancer. "Better then before? Well, if that means that I don't have to Jerry-rig it to work with parts that really weren't intended for it, then I'm totally game." She smiled and nodded, pretending that she didn't notice Jess' distraction. She had suspected for a while now that something was going on between her and Alister, but she didn't really want to say anything about it. Of course, Mira wouldn't dare leave Einenlancer's side while repairs were being done to it. <br><br>Alister still didn't know rather or not he should approach Jess, he was divided on the matter with a few different points on either side arguing their cases over and over in his head. Unfortunately, the side telling him to keep away was winning out at the moment.<br><br>........................<br><br>Jillian's living room would be surprisingly well kept, with furniture that was in at least relatively decent condition. Judging from her average lifestyle though, she was putting quite a bit away from what she made in the MBF circles. As far as finances actually went, Jillian liked to keep two separate accounts, one where her bar tending payment went, and one where her MBF and her boxing cuts went. Typically, she tried her absolute hardest to never touch the second account, and just live off what she made with her regular job. Anastasia wouldn't see much to give her little details, but she would see a few pictures of Jillian's parents sitting on one of the counters by the door. Considering her age and her rather independent nature, it could hint at just how deeply important to her that her family really is. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>08-12-2011, 01:35:17</strong>
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				Jess chuckled before putting her arm around Mira's shoulders and yanking her uncomfortably close, continuing her usual strange method of teasing her by invading her private space. "Don't worry, if that old PSA you shot tells me anything, it's that you'll land a sponsor before the main season even starts and have all the money you need to give your mech here the best tune-up possible," she declared, grinning for a bit before throwing a quick glance in Alister's direction while trying not to get caught. Even though he would most likely just be even quieter than normal, if he was somehow upset with her, she didn't want to exacerbate things by going over there.<br><br>---<br><br>While it wasn't quite on the same level as what she had back at her apartment, Anastasia thought the room was pretty comfortable. Maybe a bit cheaper and less furnished than she would have expected from a professional mech battler and boxer, but she figured Jillian probably just liked to live that way. That or she had a crippling gambling addiction that ate up all of her money, but Anastasia found the former option to be a little more likely.<br><br>After sitting on the couch for a few seconds and letting her spirits relax after the "reunion" on the porch, she noticed the pictures of the other woman's parents on the counter and got up to go look at them. Picking up a picture of all three of them together, she smiled softly, feeling twinges of both heartwarming and envy.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>08-12-2011, 02:18:06</strong>
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				Mira yelped as Jess yanked her in, thankfully, she was able to tell from the look in her face that Jess was only messing around. Really, the only person that Mira wanted to get this close to was the elite mech battler that Mira was quickly growing a very large soft spot for. After a few seconds she shook her head gently and pushed herself away from Jess, though the words of the other woman were rather pleasant to her. "Hopefully that's the case, I wouldn't mind not having to worry about how I'm going to afford repairs each and every time Einenlancer breaks down... which seems to be happening a lot more then I'd like to admit." She chuckled softly, glancing over to see her brother watching the two of them with a curious gaze. He didn't really look upset, though at this point Mira could never really tell what he was thinking.<br><br>...........................................<br><br>Jillian came back out wearing a rather casual outfit of jeans and a polo shirt while she was still drying off her hair the rest of the way. "Thanks for waiting for me, I didn't want to go out smelling like a bar, or people would think that I've got some kinda drinking problem or something. I mean, I could explain to the mud slingers of the world all night long that I work at a bar as my main job, but they'd never hear it." She looked up to see Anastasia holding her picture, which made her smile a little bit wider. "Oh, yeah, those are my parents. Best that I could ever ask for, personally."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>08-12-2011, 02:47:19</strong>
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				"Well, hey, there's an easy fix for that: just make sure you kick ass in every match you get from now on, and you'll never have to worry about any serious repairs," the executive joked, hoping deep down that Mira would hit her big break before too long. She knew of too many great pilots in the past who had had a lot of potential to become top contenders, but simply couldn't afford the ridiculous amount of money to keep a mech in a good enough state to participate in the MBF. It was an unfortunate fact that this particular sport required more than just skill to be successful, simply by the nature of how it was played.<br><br>Noticing that Alister was looking in their direction as well, Jess finally made up her mind to go over and initiate the conversation herself, smiling at Mira. "Well, I guess you're not the only person here who needs to be congratulated on a match well-fought. Anything you want to talk to your brother about?"<br><br>---<br><br>Anastasia gave Jillian a quick look over as she came out in her new clothing, not even having to think to decide she liked what she saw. As polite, innocent, and lady-like as she seemed most of the time, she really was having trouble keeping her thoughts about her first female partner clean most of the time. Maybe Jareth's advice to look at some girl-on-girl material to see if she was into that had backfired when she decided to dip into the huge market of fake Jillian Ashfeld "exclusive photos" online. Not that any of them compared to the real thing, in her opinion.<br><br>"They must have been pretty good, otherwise you wouldn't have turned out so sweet," the violet-haired woman said with a chuckle, setting the photograph back down. "So, then, Miss Ashfeld, where are we going for our first real date?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>08-12-2011, 02:54:13</strong>
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				Mira shook her head and waved Jess off when she opted to go and talk to Alister. "I think I'll live, I'm not leaving my baby for a second while there's still repairs to be done. Talk to you later, Jess." With that, she turned and joined in the repairs on Einenlancer.<br><br>................................<br><br>Jillian let a sly grin creep across her features when she heard Anastasia's praise on how she had been raised. She stepped towards the other woman and offered out her hand, finding it incredibly difficult to not hook her arm around Anna's back and pull her nice and close together. Still, Jillian was able to remember her self restraint this time, so she kept a comfortable amount of distance between the two of them. "Oh, I know a couple of places we could go..." Was this their first real date? Jillian thought back to their encounters since she first met Anna, and she was surprised to find just how true of a statement that actually was. "Oh, and no more of that Miss Ashfeld nonsense, got that, Anna?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>08-12-2011, 03:18:08</strong>
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				Jess rolled her eyes when Mira went back to working on her ship, meaning she'd have to go over and talk to Alister with no backup, which never really turned out that well. Even with the thought that she had to go in alone, though, the desire to speak to him right then was growing stronger, so she sucked it up and started heading his way, forcing a casual smile onto her face. Whatever had been said in her office the day before, she was still a professional, which was about the only thing she could confidently be when Alister was around.<br><br>Assuming he didn't try to avoid her, she walked up to the older Malrain sibling and greeted him with a simple nod. "Good job out there. I know it didn't turn out that great, but hey, you two are the first to ever fight a Mobile Weapon like that, so it was pretty impressive."<br><br>---<br><br>Anastasia's cheeks pinkened a little as Jill took her hand, to which she responded by giving it a squeeze and even leaning in against her side a little. While she was still trying to work out how far they should be allowed to go and when they should be allowed to move forward in their relationship, she was actually a pretty affectionate person and didn't mind a little closeness as long as it didn't lead anywhere. "Alright, then, Jill. Show me a good time." She groaned inwardly as she realized she was still wearing her sandals from the beach, but knowing Jill and seeing the way she was dressed, she figured they be going somewhere fairly casual, anyway, which usually made for a funner date experience in the end.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>08-12-2011, 03:28:55</strong>
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				Alister, in fact, did not try to avoid her as she came over to talk to him. When she gave her praise, he simply turned towards her and shrugged. "Sure, I guess we did alright... could have done better though." he was honestly at something of a loss for what he should say, what he could say. He wanted to take the conversation in so many different directions, say so many different things that in the end, he ended up saying nothing at all.<br><br>...........................<br><br>Jillian paused in surprise when Anastasia leaned up against her, Jillian herself was still trying to find the answer to the same question that Anastasia was trying to work out, but she was being more cautious before, due to her knowledge about just how passionate she could really get over something. "Alright then, Anna. Consider it done." With that, she walked outside, and when the two of them were about halfway down the driveway towards Jillian's car, she heard the slight smacking noise of Anastasia's sandals. After she looked down at them, she chuckled a tiny bit. "You know, if you'd like we can swing by your place, and you can get on some proper shoes. Your call..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>08-12-2011, 03:43:13</strong>
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				Jess resisted the urge to sigh at the minimalist response that she should have been expecting by now, pushing on with speaking to him not for her sake, but for Mira's. She knew she herself could never <em>really</em> fill in as an older sibling for her, and Mira deserved a lot more support than she currently got from her more-or-less estranged family. So, unless she got Mattias Malrain on the phone, pretty much the best she could do was get Alister to show some warmth to at least one person, even if that person wasn't her. "Don't worry, once the fans start to see how good Mira can become, they'll be clamoring for a rematch. You'll have your chance then, as long as you're more prepared."<br><br>---<br><br>The girl glanced up at Jillian, then down at her shoes, leaning her cheek against the boxer's shoulder as she debated whether or not proper shoes were worth delaying dinner over. "I guess some real shoes would be a bit more comfortable than some sandy sandals," she replied, chuckling softly . "Yeah, if you don't mind the detour, I'd appreciate it. I just hope Monty isn't home, or else I'm going to have to answer a hundred questions before we can get going. You wouldn't know it from seeing how he acts most of the time, but he can be a worrier," she continued, laughing again.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>08-12-2011, 03:50:54</strong>
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				Alister turned and nodded. "Maybe." At that, he turned and looked towards whatever he had laid out on the table to pretend he was paying attention to something other then the thoughts on his mind. After a few seconds, he realized that he had to force himself to say something, or he'd be completely and totally deserving of every last little bit of shunning that he got from Jess on a regular basis at this point. "I..." Damn it! Say something! "... yeah, it's been a while since I've done a team match, I guess I wasn't entirely prepared for it." Well... better then nothing... still not all that good though.<br><br>...........................<br><br>Jillian laughed and nodded, watching Anna go through her thought process with an interested gaze before she got in the driver's seat of her car. "Of course I don't mind the detour, of course, I will mind it a whole lot if it turns out that Monty is home, and that you're going to be on house arrest for an hour until he's satisfied." She chuckled gently. "I'll just take your word for it that he's a worrier, and work off it. Honestly, the one time I actually hung out with him, I had to cut the night off early because I had work the next day, so I can't claim to know him all that well."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>08-12-2011, 04:39:03</strong>
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				For a seconds, Jess thought he had stopped speaking intentionally and was about to leave like she thought he wanted her to when he started speaking again. With the pause he made, she wondered for just a moment if he was going to say something really significant to the two of them and watched intently, only to be let down when it was just a half-hearted remark about the match. The executive sighed outwardly this time, though she tried to do so quietly. "Yeah, it's something that takes practice, I guess. Putting yourself in someone else's hands, letting them put themselves in yours, and working together instead of always going your own way."<br><br>---<br><br>"Well, if you're around me enough, I'm sure you'll have plenty of time to hang out with and get to know him," she remarked, glad the two at least seemed to get along. It wouldn't be the easiest thing in the world if her best friend and her new girlfriend didn't get along at all, which wasn't totally uncommon as far as she knew. "Who do you normally hang out with, then?" she asked curiously. "Feel free not to answer that if you don't want to, though."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>08-12-2011, 05:26:37</strong>
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				Trust... that's what was needed when it came to team battles. Was that what Alister was missing? Did he just not trust Mira enough to put the battle in her hands just as much as it was in his? Did he not trust Jess enough to say what was really on his mind? He sighed a small bit, it really had been so much easier when he was just a simple loner who fought his battles and went home at the end of the day... but no, he just had to go and ruin how simple it was when he got all interested in the executive woman. "Heh... you know something? For once you're actually right, Jess... I'm just out of practice." <br><br>.....................<br><br>Jillian laughed uneasily and shifted her gaze away with that second question. "Well typically by the time I get done with my shift I'm so sick of people that I just want to go home and go to bed... so most of the time nobody, really." It was a bit of a shameful thing to admit, but it actually was the truth. Jillian was never much of a people person, that was something that couldn't change, she just got better at hiding it over the years and putting on a friendly smile until she got home from work.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>08-12-2011, 06:02:00</strong>
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				"For once, huh?" Jess responded with mock offense, folding her arms over her chest and hiding her surprise at the response she had received. Even if the deeper meaning regarding their own relationship hadn't reached him, at least it looked like there was a chance he might try a little harder next time he and Mira were placed on the same team, which was all she could really ask for. It would take a miracle to make their own relationship work any better than it had before, but with Mira, he was biologically programmed to care for her, so there was still hope there.<br><br>"Well, if you ever want to give it another try and see if you can put your trust in someone else again, you know where to find me. I'm sure I can set something up," she said, always with the double meanings.<br><br>---<br><br>Anastasia giggled and reached out to rub the other woman's hand to show her that it wasn't anything to be ashamed of. "I can be the same way. I have my friends and everything, but at the end of a long day, or if I just want to relax, I usually just keep to myself," she acknowledged. "It's probably worse for you, though, since you always have to deal with people who are drunk, or want to get drunk, or want to hit on you or whatever. I guess it can't be all bad, though, or you wouldn't still be working there when you have two pro sports careers."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>08-12-2011, 06:13:27</strong>
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				Alister gave her an odd look as she said that last part, and he latched on to the double meaning almost instantly. He turned his head with another small sigh and resumed his... staring... at the piece of paper on the table.<em>"Hmph, find somebody that's willing to put up with me and we'll start talking."</em> he wanted to say it, he wanted to say it so badly... but it just sat there at the edge of his throat without coming out. Instead, just like he always did, he copped out at the last second and played it safe. "We'll see."<br><br>.................................<br><br>Jillian laughed a bit more openly when Anastasia asked her about her job. "Oh, I might hate the people, but to be honest, I totally love the energy. Just so much life and excitement packed into one small place actually gives me something of a rush." She glanced over at Anna briefly. "Weird, isn't it? I love high energy places but hate people."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>08-12-2011, 06:26:04</strong>
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				Jess frowned as Alister brushed her remark off and went back to ignoring her presence, disappointed despite knowing she should be expecting it by now. It was getting to the point it did so often when she had a conversation with Alister: after having enough of what she said brushed off or treated as something completely irrelevant, at least outwardly, she started to get agitated despite herself. In the past, under different circumstances, this would have led her to be a bit too "demanding" (read: bossy), but under the current circumstances, it just made her want to give up due to exasperation and leave. "Well, is there anything else you needed know about the contract for today's match before I get back to work?"<br><br>---<br><br>Anastasia laughed as well, watching Jill with bright eyes even though the other woman had to stay focused on the road. "Yeah, kinda weird. But if I didn't like weird, I wouldn't be Montresor's coach. Sounds like that would be a pretty tough thing, to work around, though: if you want to be someplace you love, you'll always have to deal with something you hate being there. I'm sure not all people are that bad, though, right?" she questioned, clearly having very little real-life knowledge of what being at a bar was like.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>08-12-2011, 06:36:57</strong>
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				Part of Alister's mind half expected Jess to suddenly lunge out and start demanding that he start letting her know what was on his mind, however, when she just gave him that disappointed look of hers and asked if there was anything else he needed to know, she put him through feelings far, far worse then annoyance and frustration. "... No, I think I've pretty much got everything covered." He shut his eyes at that point and took a deep breath, finding his words to come even closer to the tip of his tongue then ever before. <br><br>...............................<br><br>Jillian nodded lightly in agreement with Anastasia's assessment about love and hate. "Yup, that's just about the gist of it, isn't it? Isn't it... like... Karmic balance or something like that? Can't have a life that's a total pleasure cruise, but it's kinda hard to live a life where you're just getting dumped on nonstop at the same time."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>08-12-2011, 17:44:46</strong>
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				Jess nodded and turned to leave, unaware of the struggle that was going on in Alister's mind and heart. Truthfully, she never really knew what he was thinking about when she spoke to him, but how was she supposed to when he hid everything away so well. "Alright, then. If you find out you need anything else, you have my number... Take care," she concluded before walking away, leaving the hanger to get back to her busy schedule. As she left, she cursed herself, knowing that her thoughts were going to be distracted for the rest of the day.<br><br>---<br><br>"I guess that's one way to look at it," Anastasia agreed, leaning back in her seat. "I also think life is really what you make it, though, and you can't let luck or fate or whatever decide if you're going to be happy. If you go to the bar, you can pretty much choose between whether or not you want to be happy with the excitement and energy, or unhappy with the people, right?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>08-12-2011, 18:04:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alister did nit turn back towards Jess when she started to walk layaway, he wasn't even all.that sure if he could look at her at this point. "Yeah... you too..." that was about as close as he was going to get to saying what he wanted to say, and even those few parting words came out strained. He himself came to the same conclusion as her, that his thoughts would be scattered for the remainder of the day.<br><br>.........................<br><br>Jillian nodded, though she only had a few more words to say as she pulled into the parking lot if the building that held Anastasia's penthouse in it. "I guess you could say that, though most of the time it's dictated by the crowd. If they're just having a good time and keeping to themselves, I love it, but the moment that they get a bit too much to drink and start talking to me... well..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>08-12-2011, 20:27:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia laughed and nodded at the redhead's outlook on her job. "Yeah, I get it. They're not so bad as long as they behave themselves and don't overdo it," she concurred before noticing they were at her apartment. "Want to come up, or should I just go in real quick?" she asked, leaving it up to the other woman whether or not they were in a hurry to get to the restaurant. She still didn't know where they were going, so she didn't know what the wait would end up being like if they took too long.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>08-12-2011, 21:22:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian gently shook her head when Anastasia asked if she wanted to come in, come to think of it, she had something that she needed to take care of out here before they arrived at the diner. "Oh, if you're only going up go grab a pair of shoes, I don't really need to come in... maybe I can stick around for a little while after Donner, though, if we've decided not to call it a night yet." She was feeling pretty good about the way things were coming, honestly. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>09-12-2011, 05:12:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Alright, I'll be right back," the purple-headed woman said, leaning over to give Jillian a quick kiss on the cheek before getting out and heading into her building. As she went up the elevator to her penthouse, she decided she should probably change quickly as well, since even Jill's polo and jeans looked better than the old sweatshirt and shorts she had worn to the beach. Inside the apartment, she was relieved to find Monty was out for the night and took just a few minutes to switch to a slightly nicer blouse (though still not any more formal than what her date had on), some pants, and some better shoes, giving Jillian time to handle what she needed to before she made her way back down.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>09-12-2011, 05:19:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian had actually called ahead to the diner, requesting a table for two to be set up as they arrived. It wasn't going to be anything formal, but Jillian figured that having a table lined up and ready for them would be just a little bit smoother then having them just sit around for about five or ten minutes before a table cleared up. When Anastasia came back down wearing a completely different attire, Jillian nodded her head in approval. "You look good, Anna... well... not that you ever looked bad... but you know what I mean." She chuckled playfully, getting the two of them back on the road that would take them to the diner.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>09-12-2011, 05:40:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia smiled widely and chuckled at Jillian's remark, her cheeks growing a shade pinker. It felt good to be complimented by someone who's opinion she actually cared about. "I have to look at least halfway decent if I'm going out on a date with a celebrity. What would the press think of you if they saw you hauling around some mess of a girl in an old sweatshirt? You have to maintain your public image," she teased, glad Jillian wasn't quite famous enough for the press to interfere with their date tonight. She already had enough trouble avoiding those journalists that went after her because of her connection to Montresor.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>09-12-2011, 05:45:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian laughed and shook her head when she heard Anastasia talk about her 'maintaining her public image'. "I heard somebody say that I wasn't quite popular enough yet to be worth digging up dirt on, so I'm just going to accept that as a good thing and move on with my life. I mean, really, why would anybody even WANT to have the press in their business 24/7 when instead they can just do their job, get paid, and go home?" She smiled over at Anastasia for a second before she continued. "I like where I'm at right now, there's no need for me to try and move up in the world, honestly."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>09-12-2011, 05:55:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You won't hear me arguing with you," Anastasia replied with another chuckle, smiling at the other woman's attitude. "I could probably get a lot more attention if I really wanted it, like some of the other mech battler coaches out there, but I enjoy my job a lot more when I don't have a ton of people questioning me about it. Who finds it fun to have to live up to the expectations of millions of people while being picked apart by the vultures from the press?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>09-12-2011, 06:12:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian took one of her hands off the wheel for a second while she snapped her fingers together and pointed over at Anastasia. "exactly my point! If somebody like me loses a match, oh, no big deal, I'm just a lowly middle class. But if somebody like Railgun or Alister Malrain were to lose? Hooh, the press would be ALL over them in a matter of seconds... Oh! Speaking of Malrain, did you catch that special event that was on earlier today? That was a show to remember."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>09-12-2011, 06:21:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia shook her head, sighing. "No, I wasn't at home when it was going on, so I missed it. I have it recorded, though, so try not to spoil it for me, okay?" she commanded playfully, choosing not to reveal that she was only out and about instead of in watching the match because she was trying to decide what to do about the situation that had been going on between them. Thinking on it now, it embarrassed her a little.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>09-12-2011, 06:26:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian rolled her eyes lightly at the playful little command. "Really? You were out? I figured that you of all people would be crawled up on your couch with your toy Montressor mask and Zero plush doll, watching the battle unfold." She grinned a little, glancing in Anastasia's direction. "You know that they actually have those, right? Zero plushies? They're quite possibly the most adorable thing I've ever seen in my life."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>09-12-2011, 06:39:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia turned her head and huffed indignantly, feigning offense at Jillian's teasing. "Well, I was going to suggest you coming over next time they have a big premiere match so we can curl up on my couch together and watch it, but I guess I won't have enough room with my masks and plushies taking up all the space," she retorted, glancing sideways at Jill after a moment. "I have a couple of those plushies lying around, though, actually. Someone had to have worked really hard to make a robotic war machine cute and huggable."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>09-12-2011, 06:45:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian was about to make a snide remark about how she herself could make for a pretty nice plush doll to snuggle with, but before she could Anastasia was already talking about how she actually did have a few of the MBF plushies. "You know what? I'm actually not surprised." Though if Anastasia were to look in her bedroom at some point, she would see that Jillian actually had one of the Reaver sitting up on her nightstand, so she really didn't have any right to talk. "Anyway, I'm totally game for coming over next time there's a premiere event... so long as you can make room for me in the big plushie mountain."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>09-12-2011, 12:50:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia looked at her and smiled as she accepted the offer, dropping her facade. "Oh, I'm sure I could find room for you somewhere. Plushes are cute, but you're cuter," she said with a laugh, hoping she didn't come off as too giddy or too much like a little girl with a crush. It would probably come off to some people that she was just a sports fan with an infatuation with one of the stars that chose to ask her out, but that wasn't the case at all. "It doesn't have to be a premiere event, though. I wouldn't have a problem with you coming over just to watch any regular old match."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>09-12-2011, 14:56:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian laughed lightly as she gauged Anastasia's reaction when the other girl spoke, sure, it might have come off as somebody that was just excited to go on a date with a B list celebrity like Jillian, but the redhead figured she knew Anastasia better then that by now. "You might end up regretting you said that when I end up coming over every single week... well... barring the weeks where I have fights, of course." She laughed lightly, and started to park her car at the diner where she and Anna would be getting some dinner. It seemed like a decent establishment, though certainly not overly formal. "Alright then, Anna, shall we head inside?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>09-12-2011, 16:27:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hey, that doesn't sound like such a bad thing," Anastasia remarked, smirking over in Jill's direction. Sure, they would already be meeting on Fridays to go on runs together, and they could only even manage it when neither Jillian nor Montresor had a match, but still left them plenty of times to meet up if they wanted to. "I mean, you know, if you ever want to come ever to watch the matches when you and Monty aren't fighting, that's fine..." she said softly as they arrived at the diner, smiling and nodding when the redhead asked if they should go in. "Yeah, I'm pretty starving."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>09-12-2011, 16:37:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well alright then, sounds to me like we've got a weekly plan." She smiled and got out of the car, at which point she walked over and offered Anastasia her hand. Secretly, she had a few concerns about what would happen whenever her and Monty went head to head, she hoped that Anna wouldn't be too concerned about who her opponent was to do her job, Jillian certainly wouldn't hold it against her of she went all out, the redhead wasn't that simple minded. <br><br>As they went inside, Jillian stated who they were, and the two ladies were taken to a table almost immediately. Jillian knew that it was a good idea to call ahead.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>09-12-2011, 17:03:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anna was surprised there were taken to a table almost as soon as Jill said who they were, but she wasn't going to complain about not having to wait longer to eat. As they sat down, she looked across at Jillian and grinned. "Wow, you must be really popular to get a seat just like that," she joked, knowing it was probably just a matter of the other woman having made a reservation when she wasn't looking. Of course, that was still kind of impressive, since she didn't know diners like this reserved tables. "So, any suggestions on what I should get?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>09-12-2011, 17:50:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Normally restaurant chains like this really didn't hold tables, but Jillian was lucky enough to get in touch with a rather laid back manager, and after just a tiny wave of her name, she was able to get a table held for them. B list really was the perfect position to be at in the MBF, people recognized her name, but didn't care quite enough to harass her. "Not really, actually. I've only been here once or twice before... They do make pretty good fish platters here though, and as long as you're not allergic to shrimp, you should love it."<br><br>Jillian winced a little, remembering that this was the diner where she had discovered her food allergy.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>10-12-2011, 01:24:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I'm not allergic to anything I know of, so we should be alright," she replied with a chuckle, looking around to take in the atmosphere of the diner. Like Montresor, she was always quite fond of smaller, less well-known places that had a casual atmosphere and served good food. Of course, she didn't really know what kind of food this place served yet, but she trusted Jillian wouldn't want to take her anywhere crappy after that little mess between them. "You know, you don't have to treat me all the time," she said with a smile. "I mean, I know it's not like either of us have money issues, but it's not exactly fair."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>10-12-2011, 04:28:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian simply rolled her eyes at that and nodded, waiting for their server to come and take their orders. "Well, Anna, if you want to cover this meal you go right on ahead... believe me, I'm not gonna stop you." She laughed lightly, having never really been one to mix words or try and be overly civil and polite. She often considered that one of her biggest weaknesses, but Anastasia didn't seem to mind all that much. <br><br>After a short wait, a woman in her late teens would come by and take their drink orders. Jillian was about halfway through ordering a cocktail when she&nbsp; remembered that she'd be driving, and she opted for the local brand of soda instead.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>10-12-2011, 06:55:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Needless to say, the girl was surprised when Jill showed pretty much no resistance to having the bill taken away from her. She normally expected at least a <em>little</em> resistance like most people would give, even if she did just give up in the end, so it was a bit strange, but she didn't let it get to her all that much. It was refreshing, at least, and she didn't mind the honest, she just hoped it wouldn't come back to get her every time she made a polite gesture, considering how many a girl like her ended up making.<br><br>When the waitress came, Anna ordered the soda as well, figuring she didn't have to worry as much about eating healthy all the time if Jill was going to incorporate exercise into her routine. "So, how about you tell me a little more about your parents?" she suggested, looking across the table and smiling.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>10-12-2011, 21:30:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian didn't really see anything wrong with her utter lack of resistance when it came to handing the bill over to Anna. Maybe after enough of the violet haired girl's gestures, she would eventually start catching on and taking more on herself, but she came from a world where most people just looked after themselves, and when somebody said something about picking up the bill, they were actually being serious rather then just being polite. <br><br>When Anna went on to ask Jillian more about her parents, the redhead's cheeks flushed a little and she shifted her gaze away. "Well, what can I say? They're just about the best parents that anybody in the world could ask for. They looked after me, putting my own needs and my future before themselves." She took a deep breath and decided to elaborate further, if there was anybody in the world that she was comfortable talking to, it was Anna. "I didn't exactly grow up all that wealthy, actually, far from it."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>12-12-2011, 03:56:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Not really minding having to take up the bill at all, just surprised Jill didn't put up resistance like most people did, the girl was still in a very good mood as she listened to her talk about her parents. From the way the redhead blushed and looked away, it was obviously a sensitive subject for her, which just made Anastasia extremely happy that she was willing to talk to her about. Outside of Montresor, she didn't really have that many people in her life who would open up to her on many levels. She supposed she could really use someone to open up to as well. <br><br>"I'm sure they must think it was all worth it, seeing how successful you are now. I can't imagine how proud they are of you," she said with a wide smile, wondering in the back of her mind how accepting they were of Jillian's sexual preference, and how accepting they would be of her in particular. "I spent a big part of my childhood without a lot of money, too, but that turned around eventually. It was pretty challenging for a while, but things are a lot better now..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>12-12-2011, 04:12:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian nodded gently and looked back up at Anastasia with a smile, pausing the conversation for long enough to accept her drink and place her order before glancing back over to Anastasia. "Is that so? Well it's pretty interesting that we've hit it off like this then, a couple of poor girls that pulled themselves out of the slums to become really quite wealthy... Well... at least if your condo was any indication." She chuckled gently and sipped on her soda, it would be a little while before their dinners came in, so they'd have some dead time to talk before focusing on their meals.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>12-12-2011, 04:46:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, it's kind of hard to get into the most popular sport in the entire world and not become kind of wealthy. Not impossible, but hard," Anna responded with a giggle, sipping from her drink as well. After the awkwardness of the previous week, she was definitely enjoying being around Jill again, which showed in her smile. To some outside observers, a silly little date at a diner might not have considered even worth regarding in the life of a professional mech fighter, but all of the explosive mech fights in the world wouldn't count for anything without times to be with your friends and dear ones like this. "Anyway, I hope they'll like me if we eventually meet each other."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>12-12-2011, 15:57:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian smiled and nodded in agreement, quite content to just enjoy the gentle peace that came between her and Anastasia during moments like these. she had spent the entire last week doing nothing but dread the next meeting with the violet haired woman, since she was all but certain that she would be rejected. This dinner, hearing her lighthearted laugh again, went a massive amount towards putting her back in a comfortable frame of mind. "That's not entirely out of the question, you know..." She smiled, resting her cheek on her hand as she continued. " I mean, if you and I start going out more often, it's only a matter of time before my parents see the two of us together at some event or something... Granted, we're getting nowhere near as much attention as Railgun and her new companion, but hey, I'm rather okay with that.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>12-12-2011, 17:05:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, come on, I'm not Mira Malrain. You can't expect people to really care when someone famous starts to date me," Anastasia said with another light laugh and a sip from her cola. "I'm not sure I'd be able to stand it, though. I've had people try to interview me from time to time, sure, but I'm not the star of the show like you pilots, and I've never dated anyone famous before. I hope that doesn't make you or your parents think I'm only interested because you're popular, though," she went on, brushing her hair back gently. "You didn't say if you thought they'd like me, though..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>12-12-2011, 17:21:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian laughed lightly and shook her head at Anastasia's suggestion. "Anna, I know for a fact that it's more then my B-list power that attracts you to me. C'mon, I'm not THAT self conscious." She laughed a little more and enjoyed the banter before Anna brought up her parents again, which caused Jillian to straighten up a little bit. "Well... I know for a fact that they're happy as long as I'm happy, so if they see that I'm happy with you, then they'll love you for it forever." She nodded confidently at that. "Like I said, I've got just about the best parents that anybody could ask for."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>12-12-2011, 18:27:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sounds like I don't anything to worry about, then, other than keeping you happy," the violet-haired woman said with a smile, though she knew that was something that would require work, just like in any relationship. She was very confident Jillian was the type of person who didn't expect her partners to always be perfect, though. She was already surprisingly accepting of Anna's mistake the week before, and she was willing to go slow for her until she got good at running. Realizing now was not the time to be thinking too deeply about their future together, Anna shook herself out of it and spoke up again. "So, have any interesting matches coming up soon?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>13-12-2011, 03:13:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian smiled gently when Anastasia talked about just having to work on keeping Jillian happy, which was a lot easier in the redhead's mind then she thought it might be. Jillian knew that she had her imperfections, that she still had things about her that she needed to work out and understand, but so long as her companion was willing to see her through those and not abandon her, Jillian would be more then happy to return the favor and help out in any way that she possibly could. Of course, that little train of thought was set off to the wayside when Anna brought up the prospect of upcoming matches. "Apparently I'm scheduled to go up against Alister Malrain in a few days, only one guess how that's gonna go." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>13-12-2011, 17:10:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hey, not even he has a perfect win record," Anastasia said to reassure her, the idea of watching Jill go up against a top-tier competitor like that actually exciting her a bit. With Montresor, she would always be so focused on helping him win that she didn't get to enjoy the match at all, so having someone else close to her in that kind of situation without the responsibility aspect made it more of a thrill. "Even if you don't win, I'm sure you'll give him a run for his money. And if you do win, who knows, maybe I'll think of a way to reward you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>15-12-2011, 02:53:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian paused for a few seconds before she broke into a small grin and nodded happily. Anna seemed to know exactly what to say to make her feel motivated right at that particular moment. "Is that so? Well that's about as good a motive to try my damndest to win if I ever heard one." Her smile became more jovial, a bit more egotistical, and her eyes narrowed as she leaned back in her chair and dusted off her shoulder. "You know, the fact that I'm going up against an ace like him means that the big wigs at the MBF consider me a potential hit for the big leagues... I'm going to take it as an honor that they'd pit me against somebody like him."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>15-12-2011, 16:34:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia giggled as her date started to look and sound a bit more egotistical than before, happy she was able to make her a bit more confident and motivated toward the upcoming match. She smirked playfully as she got more and more into the idea of being considered big hit and decided to tease her for it. "Hey, just a minute ago you were saying you liked being where you are and not having to deal with all the attention. What happened to that?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>17-12-2011, 04:23:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian laughed lightly and shrugged, not seeing much of a reason to bump back against Anastasia's words. "Oh, you know... the whole sour grapes debate... heh..." She decided to drop the egotistical act and start leaning in towards the center of the table again. "Honestly though? My plan is to just wing it and see what happens. If I win, I'll endure the fame and the fortune at that point, but until that point I'll just enjoy being the epitome of middle class." She shrugged. "What could possibly go wrong, right?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>17-12-2011, 17:17:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia chuckled and leaned in on the table as well, not surprised at all by just how laid back her date could be about everything. "Well, I'm still going to be rooting for you. Even if you don't want all the attention, I think you deserve to be more famous then you are. I bet you'll even be able to beat Malrain if you go in with a good enough strategy," she said confidently, then tilting her head a bit. "You do have a strategy, don't you?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>18-12-2011, 01:37:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian paused, staring at Anastasia lightly when she asked if she had a strategy, and the redhead realized just how clueless she was going to be walking into that battle in her current frame of mind. "Strategy? Um... yeah! Of course I do! What kind of idiot would go up against an ace without thinking about what she would do first... heh..." She paused, playing with her thumbs for a few seconds before she continued. "But, um, getting a second opinion never hurt... Why don't you tell me about how you think I should go about it, so that I can, um, compare notes."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>18-12-2011, 04:02:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It would take a massive idiot to not figure out that Jillian obviously had nothing in mind for how she was going to challenge Alister, but all Anastasia did was stifle a giggle and offer her advice, grateful she had at least talked to Jill before the match so she could help her out. "Well, don't take this the wrong way, but I think the fact that you'd even <em>have</em> a strategy of any kind would catch Malrain off-guard. He's probably expecting you to go in full-force like you normally do, which might not be great against a mech as fast as his. Actually, having only close-combat gear against him would be a disaster, so I'd bring in something ranged if you have it."<br><br>She paused, going through a few older matches in her head as she searched for inspiration. "He doesn't have that many glaring weaknesses, so this might be tough without being able to use the environment to your advantage. Any idea where you're fighting?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>19-12-2011, 21:32:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian shook her head gently when Anastasia asked if they knew about the environment that they would be fighting in. "Not a clue, actually. That isn't something that they reveal until just a few hours before the match, since it adds a bit of an unknown variable to the fighting... you know, extra improvised pizzaz and all that whatnot." With that she fell silent again and simply waited, wondering what Anna would suggest for a battle plan. She did have a good suggestion, that close quarters fighting could be disastrous, but by the same token, if Jillian spent a long time just abusing her long ranged weapons and then suddenly switched to close quarters without warning, that would go a great deal towards catching Alister off guard.<br><br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>20-12-2011, 15:38:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia nodded slowly, remembering that as one of her least favorite things about strategy-making in the MBF. It didn't exactly fit her style to not know certain details until the last minute, even if it made for a more challenging and entertaining sport. Too bad professional chess didn't have nearly the sort of following mech-battling had, although she could see a market for giant, remote-controlled robot chess. "Well, like I said, if you can keep to ranged weapons long enough to pin him down, then go in with your melee weapons when there's an opening, you should be alright. But that's assuming you can play well defensively, and even if you can, he might still find ways to hit you hard," she said begrudgingly.<br><br>"Honestly, I think the best thing you could do is watch of a few recordings of his older matches against similar opponents and see what kind of styles and strategies he employs. I can help you out with that, if you want."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>20-12-2011, 18:44:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia was proving to be a godsend, Jillian figured. She was a woman that not only was able to put up with how assertive and vocal Jillian could get from time to time, but she was also a woman that got Jillian to start using her head a bit more before battles broke out. The way Jillian had always seen it, there wasn't really any point to making a comprehensive strategy to overpower an opponent beforehand, since she was good at improvising anyway, and they didn't tell the combatants about what kind of terrain that they'd be fighting in until just a few hours before the match. She was starting to fix that particular avenue of thinking though, thanks to Anna's assistance.<br>"You think that would help? Well, I'd be more then happy to watch a few of his old matches with you and see what you read off him."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>21-12-2011, 07:49:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It certainly couldn't hurt," Anastasia responded with a smile, leaning back off the table as their food arrived and was set in front of them. She only took a couple bites to taste what she had ordered before she was suddenly more focused on their discussion again, her passion for both Jillian and mech-battling overtaking her stomach's desire for the great food in front of her. "If I can teach you a thing or two about reading your opponents and being able to rework your moves around them, I think it'll help you go a long way. I'm not saying you have to change your overall style, though; you can't change the way you fight for every match. Most of it is still going to come down to reflexes and impulse decisions, and if you don't have some good moves ingrained in you as an automatic response, planning ahead won't save you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>21-12-2011, 07:57:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian nodded lightly at Anastasia's words. "Yeah, I've noticed that as being a big problem with some of the newer pilots to the game. A lot of them try to over-think their fights, and they believe that every move deserves a carefully thought out and deliberate response. There is a time for thinking, don't get me wrong, but if you never actually take action on a moment's notice, and just have certain counters and attacks beat down as being reflexive, then that puts you a huge leg behind the opposition." She shrugged gently. "Me personally? I rather like my more impulsive fighting style. If I can make it more unpredictable, then my opponents will have hell trying to strategize against me. I mean, they can't know what I'm about to do if I don't even know it until I'm doing it, right?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>21-12-2011, 17:28:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia nodded again in return, giving a bit more attention to her food. "Yeah, don't take anything I have to say as gospel. You know how to make yourself most effective in a fight better than I ever could. It all comes down to what style you're most confident with," she agreed, taking a long sip of her drink before continuing. "Still, against an opponent like Malrain, your usual style won't cut it, since he'll probably have planned ahead already to counter it. You may have to try some new stuff if you want a real shot at taking him down. Not that I'm saying you're not also a very skilled pilot..." She chuckled and before returning to her eating.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>23-12-2011, 20:28:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian simply nodded lightly and returned some attention to her own, almost untouched, meal at the same time. "Sounds like a good plan then, Anna. I'll make sure that I don't let you down." She glanced upwards, seeing an opportunity to poke her violet haired date a little bit as she winked. "At the very least, I'll make sure that I put on a good show for you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>27-12-2011, 17:53:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia smiled a little bit at her date and nudged her foot under the table. "You'd better, although I wouldn't worry too much about it. I'm with you for your looks, not your money," she joked, winking back at her as she ate slowly. Though she didn't say it for fear of not sounding encouraging, she didn't care if Jill didn't even stand the smallest chance against Malrain; as long as she went out there and tried to put up the best fight possible, she would be proud of her. Anna had always wanted to enter the league herself, but now with both Monty and Jillian in her life, she had two people she could live her dream through.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>28-12-2011, 08:09:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian grinned for a few seconds at Anastasia's most recent statements about how she was with Jill for the looks, and not the money. She sunk her head down and chuckled briefly before nodding. "Odds are you have more money then me, so yeah, I guess the only thing you need at this point is a good looking lady and your life is just about perfect." She paused, her smile growing more affectionate and genuine as she settled down. "I'm just pretty lucky that you decided to give me a shot, in all honesty. You're... well... you're just about the complete package Anna."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>28-12-2011, 21:43:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia's teasing smirk dropped away and her cheeks flushed rather heavily at Jillian's remark, and soon enough she was looking away in embarrassment. "Come on, you make it sound like I'm perfect or something. You don't want to give me that idea, do you?" she answered as she started to smile again, the other woman's words making it hard not to. She had never had anyway see so much in her before, especially someone who had she had just spent the past week shunning like an idiot.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>29-12-2011, 11:24:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian chuckled softly and shook her head. Perhaps she was over compensating for her mistake last week, Jillian wasn't entirely sure herself, but she did know that she didn't want to blow this date, and she was willing to do whatever it took to make sure that everything went over smoothly now that the two of them were back on casual speaking terms again. "C'mon, nobody in this world is perfect, but Anna, in my eyes you're everything I could ever ask for..." She paused for a second before chuckling. "Well... unless first impressions betray me anyway. Every time I meet you though, I just get more and more infatuated."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>29-12-2011, 18:22:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia chuckled as well, her cheeks still tinted pink from the way Jillian was speaking about her. Whether or not it was the other woman's intention, her words were clearly charming her. "If only everyone was so easy to date. I didn't think I was being all that amazing, but it sounds like you think otherwise."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>30-12-2011, 00:01:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The redhead nodded gently and took a sip of her drink before continuing, though she did turn her attention towards her dinner and take a few bites afterwards. "I do, Anna." It was a simple statement, but Jillian's voice sounded rather confident and sure. She really did mean what she said, she had never felt such a deep connection with anybody after such a short time.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>30-12-2011, 06:25:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				By this point, it was getting hard for Anastasia to doubt Jillian in the slightest when it came to whether or not she was looking for a real relationship, or was just after something else. It was a foolish notion, really. The redhead sounded too sure of her words to be lying, and Anna's insecurity couldn't deny it, no matter how hard it tried. The subtler girl took a few moments to gather herself before replying. "You know, I think I feel the same way. Even after what happened last week, I feel like I'm just getting to like you more..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SargentToughie</strong> on <strong>31-12-2011, 23:07:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jillian smiled broadly and nodded her head with a small breath of approval when she said that her mind was working the exact same way. "Yeah? Well let's hope that you're singing the same tune a little bit later down the line, I mean, couples are faced with adversity all the time, that's just life." She paused, taking a bite of what little remained of her dinner before she continued. "I guess I'm just a little to skeptical to believe that life is gonna just throw me a softball right down the middle... I mean, sure I'm doing fine now, but it was war trying to get to this point."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>04-01-2012, 08:47:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anastasia nodded a bit as she put away the rest of her food, though she didn't seem totally in agreement with Jillian's way of thinking. It became more obvious when she finished and spoke up again. "Yeah, but it's all for a good reason, right? I don't think any couple can form a really strong bond without facing a lot of challenges, since that's what proves they can stick together. It's like those pilots that spend years practicing their sharpshooting and swordsmanship in their mechs, but get trashed when they try out for the big league because they haven't built up the guts you get from fighting in real matches." Of course, she had to use a mech analogy.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Thank you for watching the MBF (Mech Battling Federation)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zaer Darkwail</strong> on <strong>10-01-2012, 22:33:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Later in evening</em><br><br>Jareth comes from his beach walking and goes to home. He warms old pizza and takes some coke and then goes look on the match. Overall at end of the match between Hades and Malrains left him cold, the match was no doubt fabulous display in tactic from Alistair but he saw the siblings did not coordinate their attacks that well but they had decent try.<br><br>What left cold was overall Hades itself; he hated instantly the machine once he saw it. Clenching on his coke can until it bended and with angry shout he threw it to near by trash bin and said; "Fucking bastards!" Jareth's blood boiled literally in his veins, whole machine making him see red he started dial number to office in MBF, person which he know had some influence in arranging the matches. When secretary answers and asks why Jareth is calling he says; "I am Jareth Herman, I am calling for about Hades. I desire solo match against it. Yeah, I can wait on hold...."
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