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originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
7/22/2016 11:55:22 PM
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"General Treyman." [i]The Omega calls over as the two approach. Either seemed to have a grim and dire expression on their faces. [/i]"I need a sitrep now!"
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[b]Nora is looking at that sky [/b] "They found him."
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"I'll assume you mean Royal?" [i]JT asked, as one of the NWH LAT MK.4 Helicopters fly overhead, where it lands just because the Marshal. Inside was Unit, Diana, Jess and an NWH combat medic just in case. [/i]
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[b]The Dojo gates start to rumble [/b] "Yes Royal."
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"Where is he, what's his situation, can he be helped?"
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[b]The gates burst open and a man walks through [/b] http://pin.it/yvekz5N [i]Is he here?![/i]
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[i]Treyman activates the blade for his lightsaber, and one long red blade protrudes from the hilt, which he pointed at the ground. [/i] "We will not say."
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[b]The man thinks [/b] [i]Oh right. You humans introduce yourselves first [/i] [b]The man bows [/b] [i]I am Magrim. Second in command of the Dight Legion [/i]
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"General Jack Treyman." [i]The Omega said to the man as he politely bowed. [/i]"Marshal JT." [i]The Cowboy said to his opponent, though he didn't give the same bow. [/i]
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[i]Ah yes of course. The Cowboy, the sith and the sorceress[/i]
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"I am no Sith," [i]Treyman started to correct the figure. [/i]"I trained a Sith to become as skilled as he is today, but I am no Sith." [i]The Damned General was so much more powerful than a Sith in truth, but he kept his abilities secret for the time being. [/i]
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[i]Fair. Now I take it he's not here? [/i]
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"I'd die before either of us speak. For a price however, anything is able to be done." [i]JT said to the man, as a crooked smile crossed his lips. JT was a businessman, but he was also willing to sell anyone out for a price. [/i]
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"JT! What are you thinking?!"
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[i]Treyman went behind Nora, deactivated the blade for his lightsaber hilt, and pressed it against her spine. One wrong move and she'd be dead. [/i]"He's bluffing. Just roll with it. Look disgusted so it looks as if I said something incredibly creepy." [i]The Damned General whispered into the war of the woman from behind, as he smiled devilishly and let out what sounded like a maniacal chuckle. JT and Treyman were nothing if not tactical, truly. [/i] "Now, for the location of Royal, we request not only that you stop terrorizing these lands, but that you make whatever death you may seek for him an incredibly long and painful one." [i]JT said as he started pacing back and forth, going sideways as to keep the strange man at bay and within eye sight. Diana, Jess, Unit and the combat medic wait in the LAT beside them, but do not even utter a single word. [/i]
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[b]The man seems extremely suprised, as does the writer [/b] [i]Pardon me? I'm not looking to kill him [/i]
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"Then what are you looking to do?" [i]The Writer and JT don't know what he wants. [/i]
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[i]You don't know do you? Royal is the leader of the Dight Legion[/i]
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"Then what do you want with him?"
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[i]He's our leader! [/i]
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"So you blow planets up to look for him?"
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[b]He looks at the planet [/b] [i]That was not my doing [/i]
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"Then who did it, Royal?"
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[i]Of course not...it was the enemy we will have to face [/i]
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"What enemy? Describe them. Numbers? Tech levels? Ships?"
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[spoiler]You wouldn't like it. It's demonic and magical [/spoiler]
