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Post by Adrien Simard on Nov 11, 2012 22:37:32 GMT -5
Adrien was going to the hanger, wondering what was going on with Ace. He had heard some talk of a new guy around, so that was interesting. But he didn't really care. He didn't like this place, after all. But maybe this new guy would be someone to talk to. Maybe someone like him?
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Post by Hazama Terumi on Nov 12, 2012 21:30:11 GMT -5
Terumi walked through the halls of HQ, cursing under his breath, on his way to the hangar. "Why couldn't they just send me the data needed, and let me program it myself? No, they just HAD to drag us here, and even ship 07 out here to this...bleh. I hate the thought of them getting their grubby hands all over 07's mainframe." He sighed, as Wolf just quietly walked alongside him. He knew better than to instigate Terumi, so he stayed quiet as they walked.
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Post by Adrien Simard on Nov 13, 2012 8:34:55 GMT -5
Adrien walked into the hanger and looked at the body of Ace. It was a powerful, incredible machine. He gave Interpol that much.
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Post by Hazama Terumi on Nov 17, 2012 0:34:59 GMT -5
Terumi walked inside the hangar, with a heavy scowl on his face, and Wolf in tow. "Oi, where the hell's my machine? I'm not letting you lot do a damn thing unless I'm watching you like a hawk!" He yelled, with a bit of a snarl.
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Post by Adrien Simard on Nov 17, 2012 0:38:23 GMT -5
Adrien looked to Terumi. Sure, it was going to be loud here, but he didn't expect a man shouting to bet he source of it.
He looked around the hanger, and headed towards the man. "Which one if yours?"
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Post by Hazama Terumi on Nov 17, 2012 1:15:23 GMT -5
Terumi looked over the man, getting quite annoyed as he grew closer and was revealed to be much taller than Terumi. "Who the hell're you, and what the hell're you saying?" He questioned, unable to understand the man's words due to his accent. Wolf could, but dared not step in, for risk of angering Terumi.
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Post by Adrien Simard on Nov 17, 2012 1:16:38 GMT -5
He understood the Japanese, at least. He looked at Terumi, switching his language to Japanese, though he'd still have the accent, "I was asking which machine was yours. You're a Buster, right?"
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Post by Hazama Terumi on Nov 17, 2012 1:28:13 GMT -5
Terumi sighed, able to barely understand what he was saying now. "07. The big black and wisteria one. Looks kinda like this mug." He said bluntly, pointing behind him at Wolf with his thumb.
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Post by Adrien Simard on Nov 17, 2012 1:29:27 GMT -5
He nodded, looking at it. He directed to Ace, "And that would be mine. 01, Ace."
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Post by Hazama Terumi on Nov 17, 2012 2:28:12 GMT -5
Terumi looked him over again, still scowling a bit. "That makes you Red, eh? You don't look like anything special, really." He scoffed under his breath.
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Post by Adrien Simard on Nov 17, 2012 11:57:57 GMT -5
"Which one are you, then?" he questioned. He had heard, but he wouldn't say it yet.
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Post by Hazama Terumi on Nov 17, 2012 15:31:05 GMT -5
"WolBuster. Something I made for myself, to suit my own capabilities." Terumi said dryly.
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Post by Adrien Simard on Nov 17, 2012 15:32:10 GMT -5
He nodded, "I haven't heard of it."
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Post by Hazama Terumi on Nov 17, 2012 16:01:12 GMT -5
Terumi grinned a wicked grin, as an idea formed in his head. "Well then, how about I demonstrate my system firsthand? A sparring match between the two of us. What do you say, Red?"
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Post by Adrien Simard on Nov 17, 2012 16:02:38 GMT -5
"I'm not interested," he told Terumi, "It's not part of the job."
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