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[resultofwar]

A while ago, I asked if humanity had made contact with aliens by the time period of others on the Barge. It seemed like most people had at least sent people into space. We've set up space colonies orbiting Earth, but we haven't made first contact with any alien lifeforms yet. Space travel isn't necessarily uncommon, but only politicians and military officials frequently travel between Earth and the Colonies.

What's considered normal technology for your world? Is commercial space travel available?

[Private to Slade]

I'm still interested in sparring, assuming another flood isn't going to hit in the next few hours.

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[Private] I FINALLY HAVE ICONS SO I CAN TAG THIS AAAAAAAA

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Pick a time.

[Private] YAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY

[resultofwar]

Tomorrow. Seven.

SPAMMY THINGS

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[He doesn't reply, but he arrives at the gym at the designated time.]

SPAMMY THINGS

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[And Heero is there waiting for him, standing off a little to the side with his arms crossed, ready to go.]

SPAMMY THINGS

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[Slade acknowledges Heero's presence with a glance as he steps onto the mat. Expectant.

The first move is his.]

SPAMMY THINGS

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[If this was an actual fight, Heero would be relying more on his agility and small size, making quick jabs at vulnerable points rather than taking Slade head on, as he was much taller and larger than the small framed teenager. As it is though, he closes the distance between them quickly and swings a punch at Slade's jaw, which should be easily blocked or diverted.]

SPAMMY THINGS

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[He blocks the blow and lashes out with a few of his own. He's not going to go all-out here -- a spar is a spar -- but he'll test the kid to see just how good he is.]