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(AC 202) Club Sol - Paris, France

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Original GWing Storyline, now AC 202.

Tips: 0.00 INK Postby digit_masperia on Thu Jul 20, 2006 8:51 pm

Slowly, he followed behind Gabrielle. Strong words...and he wanted to fight...

Being such a modern person...he always relied on machinery. Technology was his power...At the best of his abilities, he served his cause.


"My friends...I have some experience. I was a pilot of a Leo about 10 years ago

They were just starting to be mass produced, but I had to get some 'loans'. I have no battle experience, but in the range I was fairly accurate, and I am able to pilot is quite well. I haven't even tried it in say....4 years now though. The Leo I was using was stolen by some punk-ass clan at the time. I heard it was destroyed when some kid tried to pilot it.
"


He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small cigar, putting it back and lighting it with his other hand.

" I'm reliable. No doubt about that. Mother Earth needs preserved, it needs peace, and we need the future. Even if it means going to war to get it. "
I am Digit. I am a Forum Junkie. Hear me roar.

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Tips: 0.00 INK Postby Gabriel Faile on Tue Jul 25, 2006 12:13 pm

He couldn't help but smile at Digit's response. Gabriel walked over to him and set his hands on his shoulders.
"Now Digit, I'm trusting you wit' dis. W'en I get back I 'ave some t'ings dat need to be taken care of, den I will get a 'old of Mr. Sol and 'ave him send you de suit you wish to pilot. S'ould it be a Leo I can 'ave a special one arranged for you."
He shook both of their hands and started towards the door before looking back and calling over his shoulder.
"Take care of yourselves. I'll be in touch."
He then walked out of the building and made his way around the side to the motorcycle parked in the alley before straddling it and slipping on the helmet.

With one quick rev of the engine Gabriel was off.

He really hated to cut it short but something was very wrong back in Florence.
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