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originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/24/2016 1:41:27 AM
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[b][i]All Nightmare Long[/i][/b]
[i]Luck
Runs
Out
Crawl from the wreckage one more time
Horrific memory twists the mind
Dark, rutted, cold and hard to turn
Path of destruction, feel it burn
Still life
Incarnation
Still life
Infamy
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[b]Deep in the Forest, Two Miles from the Dojo Gates[/b]
[i]The sound was deafening, the flash intense. Trees around the site were blown back, charred, and then the silence set in. From out of the shallow crater, a single figure walked forwards, and then came the second blast. A bang, a flash again, and a second, more bulky figure walked forwards. Walking forwards and out of the crater, the two figures were obscured in the darkness of night.
Both were cloaked, the first first bearing a hood to his, his body completely covered. The second bore a long cape-like cloak, tattered and torn. As they walked away from the blast site, the eyes of each of their helmets lit up, the bulkier figure's a hellish orange, the slimmer figure's a cold blue. Together they walked forth from the blast, off into the cold night, snow falling all around them. [/i]
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[i]Looking up, the two saw the craft thunder overhead. Neither of them had seen such a craft in a long time, but by the markings, they knew that it was likely friendly. Continuing on, they headed back towards the Dojo, hoping to getting in.[/i]
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[i]The craft was flying just above and towards the Dojo, so it seemed that they knew the approximate direction of where they needed to go, either by common knowledge or by following. [/i]
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[i]Considering that the hulking figure and his companion were both adept trackers, they had calculated the craft's flight patterns quickly, and set out in pursuit, moving through the woods and towards some form of civilization.[/i]
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Alpha watched from a perch on a building, his own cloak hiding his face, but not the many new weapons he'd aquired He dropped down and walked towards the pair, stopping not too far away "Howdy, didn't expect y'all around here"
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[i]The fully cloaked individual was quick to level a revolver in the direction of the voice, saying not a word as the snow fell lightly around them. The bulkier figure didn't pull any weapons, and simply walking around in front of the slimmer figure.[/i] Well sh*t, wasn't expecting you either, you little f*ck... So how'd it go with Silver? [i]he asked almost expectantly. If the tone and classy language didn't give away the figure's identity, looking to his shoulder-mounted M134D-H likely would.[/i]
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"welp, Last I saw of him he was recovering from our last fight, had a few put in 'em, and apparently im full of freakin' magic, so that's a bonus too I guess when you're dealing with backstabbing egotistical and delusional freaks"
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I take slight offense to that last statement. I may be egotistical but I am sure as sh*t not delusional! Good stuff, kid. Never liked those Alliance bast*rds... [i]he said jokingly.[/i]
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"They sure don't like me, next time you see one kill 'em for me" he said, equally as joking, with a hint of seriousness
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Well let's be real kid, nobody likes you, but most of us just hate him more. [i]Wilson said, only half-jokingly.[/i]
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He shrugged, something told wilson he'd been called worse "Good enough for me"
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[i]He knew enough about Alpha, but that didn't mean he was going to step up his game. Kid hadn't messed with him, tried to kill someone he didn't like. Good enough for him to be left alone.[/i] So how the hell did you get here? [i]he asked.[/i]
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"Crash-landing, silver had been chasing me and hit my ship right before it entered FTL" he yawned "Course it didn't help that I had like three bullets in my chest at the time*
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Well, they say a sucking chest wound is nature's way of getting your attention. [i]Wilson said with a chuckle.[/i] [i]The other figure said nothing.[/i]
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"what's mr. hardass's deal over here?" He looked over at what he assumed was wolfe "You haven't really spoken"
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No need to. Your business was with him. I saw. I no need to intrude. [i]he said curtly.[/i] He's a listener. Edgy sniper thing. [i]Wilson said with a shrug.[/i]
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He laughed to himself "I know all about edgy, so what brings y'all here? No offense but y'all don't seem like the 'Blood and Honor' type"
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Personal business in regards to this place and its past. [i]he said. He wasn't particularly keen on sharing the details.[/i]
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"I get it, I won't press it" Personal buisness, something he was too intimate with...... "So what about you, Courier?"
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I was bored. [i]He replied with a shrug.[/i]
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"Hmph" he seemed to think for a moment "I'll be back later then, I gotta question regarding power armor"
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Gotcha. You get anything on those Alliance bast*rds you let me know, I'm in the mood to beat some *ss. [i]He replied.[/i]
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[b]A deer runs past them, scared by the blast. A random guy rushes out with a simple bolt action rifle, he aims it at the deer but decides not to.[/b] Shit, lost another one. [b]he puts the rifle on safety, he has a beard and looks in his late 30s.[/b] This is grand... [b]he then realises the guy.[/b]
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[i]The two armored and cloaked figures simply look back, saying nothing to him, turning and then continuing on their way.[/i]
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[b]he continues his hunt[/b] Gentlemen...
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[i]They say nothing, neither of them recognizing him nor deciding that hanging around outside the Dojo was worth it.[/i]
