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originally posted in:The Roleplay League
10/27/2015 1:04:09 AM
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"Is that who I think it is?"
[b]xerox turns around to see who it was[/b]
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Edited by Rimidalv Nisom: 10/27/2015 1:37:54 AM"Yes, you would be correct if you're thinking about me." [b]Sierra is seen standing near a small piece of concrete near Xerox, Thorn at her side and the void flames on her helmet now completely black with darkness. [/b]
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"I'm guessing you heard that conversation?" [b]xerox smiles as she walks to Sierra, she puts her sword on her back when she gets close to her[/b]
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"Well, not really. I just arrived here when he left, coincidentally." [b]She looks at the decaying, rusted ceiling a few feet in front of her, the steel beams supporting the ceiling on the verge of collapsing, but somehow sturdy for now.[/b]
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"Great, the fool seems to think that you're easy prey. You have a army at your back, it wouldn't be smart if he attacked you."
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"Exactly, it will be him versus a fleet. It's one sided to me." [b]She shakes her head in disappointment in the Lightless stranger, showing disapproval aswell.[/b] "My guess is that he told you the secret I kept from you."
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"Yup, don't worry, I won't tell anyone. I'm not all that bothered by it too." [b]xerox sits down by Sierra, she noticed that the blood that can be seen in xerox's veins has streaks of white in it[/b]
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"Is there something wrong with you? You don't exactly seem alright." [b]She looks at Xerox closely, slightly worried and curious at the same time. [/b] "Because it doesn't look normal to me."
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"Oh that? You can blame all my time around guardians and in the city on that. I have been touched by the light, it doesn't hurt for some reason....."
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"Yeah, just don't let it spread to me. Or else..." [b]She laughs coldly while still staring aimlessly at her surroundings.[/b] "...I'll have to 'kindly' remove every last Guardian from their sorry existence."
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"I won't, I still don't understand how it happened. Maybe it was all the motes I kept on me to help me pass as a one of them. Or was it when I made all those friends that were guardians?...." [b]xerox begins to think about it, wondering how it happened[/b]
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Edited by Rimidalv Nisom: 10/27/2015 2:03:41 AM"At least I won't be one of them." [b]She turns around and stares at the cloudless sky, the sound of vultures calling to their venues filling the air, announcing that they've found fresh carrion to feast on.[/b] "Well, there is something else I can show you."
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"And what is that? Ooo! Is it a new ship!? I need a new one..... Some bastard guardian blew up mine....."
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"Well, it's something else. I'm not sure what you would think about it... But I'll show you anyways." [b]A large portal opens in front of her as she walks through, disappearing through it and the portal closing shortly after, the sound of wind being drawn into a vortex from the portal's presence audible.[/b]
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[b]xerox tries to enter it even though she saw it close[/b] "Uh, hello? Where did you go?"
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[b]The portal is completely gone from existence, unacessable. Another portal opens up ten feet away from Xerox and a Wizard-like figure floats out of the portal, except the Wizard has a completely black dress lined with streaks of gold and crimson, still tattered like any Wizard's dress. The Wizard also has two large wings similar to Oryx's on their back and two hive swords in their clawed hands, both swords enveloped in darkness.[/b]
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"Is that you, Sierra? You look badass, I wish I could do something like that..." [b]xerox walls around her, studying every feature and detail of that form[/b]
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[b]Xerox hears a whisper-like voice in the back of her head, the voice followed by multiple quieter whispers repeating parts of the words the voice speaks. [/b] "Complement taken, you seem to be interested..." [b]Darkness quickly arcs up the Wizard's arms before disappearing a second later, silently, oddly enough.[/b]
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Edited by Inquisitor Vaax: 10/27/2015 3:50:42 PM"I've never seen anything like this. I can see why many people would be after you, you could probably turn half the city into rubble without any trouble."
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"That is true..." [b]What seems to be an energy similar to the arc energy used by Guardians shoots off of both of the cleavers momentarily, scorching the ground below the weapons with light green flames.[/b]
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"I know of warlocks that would die to have a sample of you. But they aren't going to get any samples. How do you do it?"
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"It's just a natural talent of mine. No one understands it, actually. Well, if you don't count Oryx." [b]The flames immediately die out as she flicks her wrists and reverses her grip on the weapons.[/b] "Perhaps you should ask him."
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"I rather not, I'm on bad terms with him. You know, leaving his service and becoming a mercenary."
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"Yes... I forgot about that. Even I couldn't tell you because I wasn't informed by him." [b]Multiple sword bearers clad in matte black armor appear at her side, an insignia of crossed swords behind a trio of skulls emblazoned onto their chests with a light violet glow. [/b] "They won't attack you. They're simply my guards."
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"Ooo, nice symbol, it's been awhile since I've seen another swordbearer. I'm guessing they completed some super hard task to earn the black armor?"
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"You guessed correct. The insignia is a little personal touch I added to them." [b]Upon closer inspection, the skulls seem to be of different races, one representing Exos, one Awoken, and the last Human. [/b]
