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originally posted in:The Roleplay League
9/15/2015 2:48:57 AM
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He steps out from his cell and looks around.
"Wait a minute... Oh sonuvabitch! They took my ghost!"
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Edited by Riven: 9/15/2015 2:49:39 AM"A little help here?" He tries to lift the door off of him, but fails. His voice sounds that if a ghost. Strangely enough.
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"Oh, sorry. Here, let me help you with that..." He kneels down and lifts the door up just enough for him to get out.
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He slides out. "Thanks."
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"No problem."
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"We should get going then." He picks up his hand cannon and starts off down a hallway. Psions lined the walls, phalanxes show up occasionally dead against the wall too
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"Looks like you made pretty quick work of these poor saps."
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"Wasn't too hard. This handy Hand cannon gets the job done very fast." [b]By now, you seem to wonder why he sounds like a ghost.[/b]
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"Hey... Anyone ever tell you that you sound kinda like a ghost?"
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"Several times, yes." He said each word slowly. As he ran, he didn't seem to tire.
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"Ok then..." Korvic came up to a room with a spire at the center. His ghost was being held there. The room was guarded by a colossus. "Oh... Great..."
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"Hold up. I got this." He vanished from view.
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Korvic waits, curious to see what the other has planned.
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The colossus suddenly fell to the floor, 7 bullet holes in his chest. Lite fades into view. "Whew. That took a while to master."
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"Not bad, kid." He walks over and disables the containment field around his ghost. "Jeeves, you ok buddy?" "[u]Yes, yes I'm fine.[/u]"
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"Jeeves? You're not a fellow named Korvic by any chance, are ya?"
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"The one and only."
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"Whoa. What was it like being so far in the past?"
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"Well... I tell you, it wasn't easy. Wait... How do you know about that?"
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"The Stories."
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"Stories from who?"
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Edited by Riven: 9/15/2015 12:23:35 PM"Various people. Friends and strangers." He chirped (like a ghost) and coughed, trying to cover it up.
