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GoldsbroTSG

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  • Birthday 10/15/1996

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    The last person you pick in gym class

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    Writing, Star Wars, Cooking, and then a bunch of other things less prominent.
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    California

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    Genealogy of the Holy War

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  1. "I was about to say, I think I already got you smiling now." He gave a light smirk, a tinge of red escaping into his cheeks. "But absolutely. I will do my best to make it the best first real date possible." Throwing up a pair of thumbs-ups, he slipped out of his door, and closed his room. "I'm uhh... Glad you don't mind that I'm dressing a little, casually, haha," He started to make his way toward the exit, hoping to lead Miz along. "I don't have anything really fancy except my service dress. And," He pointed to his glasses. "This is... my first date too." He nervously scratched his head. "I uh, I don't have a plan, honestly. I just thought, we'd go into town and, find something to do. I hope that's alright." He turned away for a moment to take a deep breath. God I have no idea what I'm doing, haha. Just gotta, keep being the good kid, Micky.
  2. Markus heard a knock at his door. Considering the recent text, it has to have been Miz. It was time. "Alright." Markus stood up, and took a deep breath. He pulled out his phone, and took a picture of him in his outfit, putting up the 'rock on' sign, before sending it off to Leili. [Going out for a bit. Stay out of trouble.] Setting his phone down, he readjusted his glasses, and approached the door. He hesitated for a moment before he opened the door. "Come on, Micky... It's alright. It'll be fine..." He quietly tried to reassure himself. It was time to have some fun out in town with a fun lady. Finally, Markus opened the door. "Hey M--" The blonde paused, immediately enamored by the woman standing in front of him. "I-I..." He took a deep breath. "Hey. You look great." He gave a warm smile. "Hmm," Rosa gave it a thought. "Well, I guess if you know everything already, then," She pointed down. "We have ten medical rooms. At the end of the hall is a room where all of our equipment is. We don't have anything going on at the moment, so, I could walk you through there once we need something or the other." She clapped her hands together, and gave a small, embarrassed laugh. "So I guess we're technically mostly on call. You're free to go for now, just as long as those CBTs are finished in a timely manner. Just e-mail the certificates of those to me so I can keep them filed. So, Miss Fumie, you are free to go. I'll page you in the case something happens." She gave a small thumbs-up. "I'm sure we'll have a fun trip."
  3. Rosa was typing away at her laptop. She was inputting a few leftover pieces of data, as well as making sure her new assistant was properly in the system. Fumie was having her own fun time introducing herself to one of their pilots. It gave Rosa time to make sure everything was straightened away. "One moment, Miss Fumie, I'm just checking a few things. Anything the military missed when transferring you that I need to have reported, or updated. Can you believe that there are people who aren't properly in the system, and they can't even visit the D-Fac or mess hall if they don't take cash? Embarrassing." Rosa chuckled at the absurdity of it, but it wouldn't have been the first time she heard about it. She exited from the page she was on, and spun her chair so she could step out of her desk. Reaching for her mug of coffee, she took a careful few sips, then set it back down. "Alrighty, so to start there will be a handful of CBTs that will need to be done within the next few days, just so that you're certifications are up to date. I'll e-mail them to you as well, and can help you find them if you've never had to do the computer-based trainings before. If you don't have an available computer to do your work on, you can use mine, and we'll see if I can get you one issued." Rosa thought, and brought a finger to her lips. "Are there any questions for the front of house side of things?" Markus waited till he was back in his room before he started using his phone again. Etiquette with walking and phones had changed some time ago, but he wasn't going to get called out by an officer higher than him at any point. Once he was in his room, he removed his service jacket and hung it up. Then, he got a big stretch in. "Never getting used to that." He groaned out with his stretch. "Alright," He pulled out his phone to see exactly a 'Yes!' from Miz. "Okay, time to stop slacking" [Cool, let me know when you're ready.] [I gotta spruce up my service dress, and then I'll start setting up.] The blonde set his phone down. Cracking his knuckles, he started his game plan. After about twenty minutes of digging through all of his clothes, Markus got as nice as he could. His favorite white-green jacket, his jeans and sneakers. I feel a little underdressed... He laughed to himself. He had one secret weapon. Either the coolest thing he owns, or way too tacky. In a drawer in his desk, he pulled out a glasses case. Opening it revealed a pair of aviator sunglasses. An antique in this age, but he loved how they looked. And was probably one of the most expensive things he owned. Markus put them on, and looked in the mirror, giving a few poses, trying to get a feel for them. "Alright. The most hype seven out of ten about to go out with a supermodel." He scoffed, a bit of lost faith in himself. "Well, that just means we've got to have fun to make me into a nine." I've never had to think this hard about how I dressed. Man... With a sigh, Markus went back to his bed, and sat with his phone, waiting.
  4. Once landing, Miria transformed into her armor. It was going to be a long fight from here, and she had to be prepared to put her all into it. She followed along after Üllr, who has already easily beaten down a soldier, prepared to cover his back. Miria to 24,3
  5. Miria leaned on the taffrail and watched as they made their approach. Boats were never an issue for the cub, she did her best to be used to them after leaving home, as she thought she'd have been back and forth a lot more often. Even with a battle on the horizon, it didn't stop the little hero from embracing the moonlight, and the feeling of the wind on her face. It was better to have calm nerves before the storm of blades that she'd soon be a part of. Her focus was interrupted when Jesse arrived and asked to return safe, both for their sake, and to gain information from Jeremiah. "Yeah. Of course, that's the plan." And she gave a thumbs-up. "Same for you too, be safe." As she was about to return to watching the ocean, Tanya hung by the other side of her. She also flashed a thumbs-up to her. "I gotta live up to your big expectations, I guess." Being called one of their best did feel like an overstatement, even with being proven and told multiple times she was capable. She was good, but she truly wasn't always sure. Miria swallowed that worry, if she felt poor, she'd perform poorly. There was no time for that. "I'll be careful, though. Promise. To both of you."
  6. Travelling in pairs... Markus nodded as people started to break away from the meeting room. He had to be careful going out if people were watching them. Giving a sigh and pressing his fingers to his nose, the blonde considered things, leaning back in his chair. He was looking forward to going out into town. Especially with Miz. But if there's people watching them, would that be safe? Sitting back forward, Markus pulled out his phone. When he went into Round Table to contact Miz, he thought for a moment. [Hey.] He got the first message through. Now... he had to figure out an idea. Markus shook his head. [We just got released. Wanna go hang out in town for a little bit? I just gotta change.] Markus hit enter and put his phone away and stood up. He would just have to be vigilant, both because it wouldn't be fun to just sit in the ship all day, but also to not worry Miz too much. Now for things to just go smooth. He made his way out of the meeting room, and made off for his room.
  7. Jeremiah's answer was straight forward and let her go to recover. Miria gave a salute with a smile, and backed up a bit before turning herself around. She kept herself out of the discussion between him and Syndra, but she got too invested in the idea of Jeremiah going all out on Sari and Aly together. She shook her head, "Not today, I'm starving." And she took herself back over to Tanya, who seemed to still be back where they were sitting. The cub approached the cat and gave her a light nudge and a smile. "While we got some time, let's go find somewhere to eat. Maybe if we're quick enough we'll be back before training's over."
  8. After people broke away from Miria, she sat against a wall and waited a bit. She wanted more of her energy to return before she went running out somewhere to eat. Besides, more of the Tigers were going to go up against Jeremiah, and she wanted to at least be there for as much of the crew as she could. First was Gean, then Iris, Syndra and Kise. The fight with Kise was easily the most intense, and Renais was quick to jump in to help heal her. It was good to see the Arbitrator fight. The cub wasn't sure if she could incorporate anything she's seen into her swordplay, but that just meant she had to practice more. She cut it close when they dueled, which meant her she could've been easily beaten should Jeremiah had gotten serious. She got herself back on her feet, gave her arms and legs a stretch, and patted Tanya's shoulder. It was a good day, so far. Some good training, and a new couple friends. Soon enough, a meal befitting of her appetite. Hopefully. She didn't want to just dip on the training, so she approached Jeremiah, who had just gotten finished with his fight and was being healed. She put her hands together, and took a deep breath. "Jeremiah," She started, a little embarrassed she'd even ask but, "Sorry to interrupt. I know you set up training, and waited for us to gather for it, but, may I excuse myself to eat? I need it for, well, my energy," And she pointed at her necklace, clearly implying her armor. "I didn't know if you had anything else, and didn't want to just... well, bounce and not be, clear to go, I guess?" And she ended with a sigh.
  9. Markus had returned to his service dress after his excursion. He felt it the most comfy for a meeting like this, no matter how short. His hands were tented, covering his mouth as he sat and listened to his fellow crewmates discuss what Sia's group had gone through in their meeting. Despite the selfish feeling in his gut, he felt thankful he hadn't been there. A situation like the ambush could've ended poorly for him... had he lost his temper. Instead, he gave a sigh of relief, a bit of a silent prayer to himself, grateful that no one seemed to be hurt. However now, for his sake as well as for his crew, he'd have to remain vigilant, especially if the pilots were being cut loose for the day. Leaning back into his chair, Markus returned his hands to his lap. He didn't have much to add, but he kept his attention towards the table.
  10. "Absolutely. I could eat a house," Miria laughed as she got herself off the ground thanks to Roxanne's assistance. Thankfully she just needed a few minutes and she'd probably be able to function to a degree. She wouldn't be afraid to borrow the sheep again should she need it. The cub took a breath, and let Cass and Roxanne chat a bit, and Roxanne tried to underplay her talents. It seemed... odd, especially the way several people, including her, gave credit to Miria. The cub pat the sheep's shoulder, and had a soft smile, "Hey. I know I'm not magically inclined and stuff, but like, people think it's cool. I shoot a bunch of fire backwards. And I've been explicitly told that it's not supposed to work that way. And people think that's cool. Cass is right, you're super talented. And I'm super hyped up to see what else you can do." And her smile went back to her big, friendly one. She almost forgot she was exhausted.
  11. There was a circle forming of people telling Miria how well she did. She could only really nervously laugh as questions and compliments arose. It was a good moment, after the doubt that had been simmering since the ambush. She gave a thumbs-up when she noticed Renais, then turned herself to Cin, who brought up the first time she showed off her fire trick. "Y-Yeah, good thing we're not a boat anymore." She smiled, with a small chuckle. "I also got to use it in an actual fight for once." Then back to Roxanne, "I can still let you see my necklace at some point. We never know if someone else can get something out of it." Tanya offered some food after they dispersed, and she gave a nod, "You said food, say less." She stuck her tongue out, "Tell your coin purse I'm sorry." She retracted her tongue and gave a smile.
  12. Miria gave a big smile to Gean as she arrived. It looked like the mermaid was about to fight against her uncle next. She gave her a thumbs up before returning herself to the other two she was with. "Sure, you could see it, Roxi. Though, I'm not sure it'd work for you. It hasn't worked for anyone who's seen it except me." She started to push herself backward so that she wasn’t in the way of Gean and Jeremiah. Till she was against a wall, leaving out another sigh. "As for... this," she motioned her hands around herself, trying to signify her exhaustion. "Some food and rest is all I'll need, I'll be better in a few hours. I eat a lot." She laughed, her smile back to beaming despite being so tired.
  13. Miria began to slowly let her guard down. Her explosion melted Jeremiah's blade and he started to concede. She started a small laugh, "Well, that's the trick for that. The fire is usually meant to uh... finish fights." She gave a smile, a bit weaker than normal, but that was from the exhaustion. She exhaled and released the energy that held her armor, and she was back in her regular clothes. Jeremiah's helper, Lucretia came to help and healed Miria back to healthy. "Thank you, Lucretia, I appreciate that. Yeah I..." She sighed, trying to keep herself afloat, "He's tough, even though he held back." And suddenly she was caught by Tanya, who was exclaiming about how proud she was of the cub. "O-Oh, I mean, it's a--" Then suddenly, Roxanne showed up, grabbing the cubs hands and shaling them as she also blew up with excitement. Miria started, "Oh right, well me and m-myy--" but soon enough she fumbled forward, now catching herself on Roxanne as the latter had to to her earlier. "S-Sorry! Uh," she used Roxanne to get herself down to where she was sitting on the floor. "I'm actually not sure about the magic stuff. Everyone who has been able to tell me anything thinks it's... my Shroud acting like a magic conduit. I'm not very good with magic, but my armor allows me to use it in weird ways." She laughed nervously. "And it makes me very tired."
  14. Miria was easily caught, as intended, but unfortunately, her weapon was flung from her hands. She was able to keep away by flipping backward, and keeping her distance. She had a plan. She braced her fists, and took a deep breath. "You forgot a detail. My body is my weapon." The cub charged in to attack. Her first action was to jump in for a spin kick, leaving her back to Jeremiah. She didn't wait for a critique, her back turned was the plan. Now. I need this to work wrong NOW! Miria focused herself, and released her energy, causing a massive explosion behind her, catching Jeremiah fully into the blast. It exhausted her, and she dropped to a knee, but she forced herself back up, turning around and backing herself up, her arms protecting her body. If he got back up, she was going to keep the fight up as much as she could.
  15. Miria was kicked away, and it gave her a moment. She breathed again, but this wouldn't be the stop to her assault. She ran back into the fray, and despite looking like she was ready to slice at him again she gave a slide, trying to trip up her opponent by getting his legs with hers. Following that, she swung at him, quickly rolling herself back up, and moving herself away, preparing for an attack from him again. She braced her sword in a defensive stance. I'm not gonna lose. I can't lose.
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