Anti

Treme: ok I will stay on watch...*Treme goes back to looking at the stars and mumbles the constelations he spots under his breath*

it is either 13 or 1.....13 because thats how many hours pass between 8.p.m. and 9.a.m or 1 because a grandfather clock would go off at 9:00 p.m. because it is analog and dosn't have an a.m. p.m. indicator...

it is either 13 or 1....13 because that it how many hours pass between 8p.m. and 9a.m. or 1 because the grnadfather clock tolls the hours and so when it hit 9p.m. it would toll 9:00...and you can't set the alarm on a grandfather clock for p.m. or a.m. becasue it is analog...

lol thats how i feel about my brother at times piro :D cept i don't hate him....well at least sometimes i don't hate him....yep siblings are good for a fewthings... ummm fighting.....someone to keep you comapny....fighting....someone to gang up on your parents with :D...oh and fighting

*Treme stands up and steps inbetween Siren and Bryan* Treme:hey don't start off like that now....we need to stick together.... Ken:but he's right we don't know much about Siren.... Treme: Fine keep an eye on her *shrugs*just let's refrain from killing each other without giving them a chance...

Æon: heh yeah remind me of that to....well i got to go check our course and make sure everything is ok *walks off into the cockpit*

Treme:*looks down from the stars*well my father was sent off at the biging of the war...I don't know what happened to him but i presume he is dead...Me and my Mother lived here till about 3 days agao where we started heading for one of the many bunkers...they wouldn't let her in but allowed me to go...She stayed outside the Bunker the whole time till the nuke fell...She died happy knowing her kid was safe...*looks at the ground*...what about yours?

*Sean leans against siren as she helps him up* Sean:yeah thanks for the lesson...No more fo today I am still tired and weak...I wonder whats up with criag...?...

o.O i don't what your talking about Siren ;) , oh names mixing together O.o to many rpgs... ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Treme:*Watches bryan go to sleep*I am not tired so I am going to stay up....I will keep watch.... *Treme looks up at the stars*

Treme: I had a friend who was a rebal piliot, Master....and I heard from him that the rebelion is seeking the plans for the Death Star...is this true? Juno: It is Treme:then would it be unreasonable to assume that the price from your friend would be to get the plans Master? Juno: It wouldn't

Treme:....oh?....yeah something similir to that happened in the bunker i was hiding in.... Ken:Siren's right we can't stay up here forever.. Treme:....we could head out of the city....we need to survive and their was a lot less undead and mutants out of the city....

*turns to tursi* what's with the dog....?

Ken: I am Ken Treme:I am Treme.... Siren:and I am Siren Treme:me and Ken are old friends....from before the war started...who are you two? *grabs the bundle of food throwen to them* thanks...

Sean:...thanks.... *Sean rushes foward and continues his assult this time varying his attack up alot more.*

* The two Jedi sit down at a table* Treme: Master...I have a feeling there will be a payment of some sort.....

Treme: *can barely see Bryan* Answer that question yourself....We are Human...how about you?

Sean:uhh.....no *Sean drops into a fighting stance* Sean: ok lets go

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by PiroMunkie [/i] [B][SIZE=1]Gah :p I should have expanded on that thought. I meant that's just the way it is for now, I'm not even looking for anybody, so I don't feel a need to do anything about it. When I feel that I need someone else in my life, then I'll probably do something.[/SIZE] [/B][/QUOTE] ....oh ok.....hehe sorry bout that but i hate it when people act like they can't do anything about stuff.....

Treme: shouldn't we go help!?! Ken:nah proubably by the time we got down there they would already be up here.... Treme:ahhh good point *Treme thinks he hears footsteps and turns to face the door to the roof with his pistol drawn*

Æon:what are you going to do with that stuff!?!

*nods then stands up* I feel a lot better to....*weavers for a moment still feeling weak*....so want to spar?

Æon:Yeah me too.....*Watches Siren go into the room*....come on we will leave her to her job....*Kevin and Æon walk into the cockpit* hey...thanks for helping us at that base....*Æon sits down in the piliots seat and begins checking everything*

Anti*fumbles then catches the plate*ummm....how about a steak...?.... *Sits down at the table* Anti:whew flying though an astroid field takes a lot out of you....good job on shooting those astroids guys...

Treme:.....well then do you mind if we rest up here also? Siren:I don't Ken:great.....Treme do you know if any other humans are still alive.. Treme:..none were at the bunker i was at....something killed them all...I don't know what it was but something killed them all...Humans have become the vast minority i have a feeling...and we have another problem Ken:What? Treme:...food...and water...I have a little from the bunker but only enough to last a few days....

Æon:....they will.....Siren you want to handle this...?