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originally posted in:The New Dojo
Edited by A Stormy Dio:
11/29/2016 12:57:05 AM
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[i](Outside of Dojoville, 2:30 am)[/i]
*The memories...they were flashing through her again and again. Some sort of people, dying from some kind of alien. Planets destroying one another; another showing some type of object falling toward it; then, a bright flash, a rundown of people she didn't know, whose faces she didn't recognize. Another bright flash, and she was in some kind of ship. Another pilot's face she didn't recognize; two women and a robot of some kind; then, another flash.*
*Some more memories flowed through her, bits and pieces of it. This same ship both escaping some sort of nuclear device and going into a debris field to escape giant eyes. One of the women yelling about how she "betrayed everything they were fighting for." More explosions. A four eyed monster, of sorts. Charging into a giant particle beam while someone was firing a giant laser. Then, she saw herself, shooting some type of tube, leaving an explosion in its wake.*
Gasping for air, she feels pain. EVERYWHERE. Multiple scars, bruises, and scratches could be seen, dents and holes in her current armor. She seemed to be in some sort of forest, as she locates her Halifax Heavy Pistol. She crawls to it, already losing strength, grabbing it and holding up against a tree. She looks toward her Omni-tool, as it flickered on and off.
"No medi-gel. Damn it." She mutters to herself, her pistol loaded, as she points it in the direction of any sound; even the sound of a shrub pushing, or the birds in air. She couldn't see what was coming; hell, her pistol was the only thing even light up.
[spoiler]Open; intro to the FemShep. Whoever gets the references in the second paragraph gets a cookie.[/spoiler]
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"Let him and anyone else in. I might as well get to know people here." She says, managing a weak smile.
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The doctor nods and steps out of the room. Moments later her returns, leading the same man that had helped her. The man is wearing a suit of battered Mandalorian armor, including the helmet. "Well, you look like you're feeling better." He comments.
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"And you still look as blue as ever." She responds, chuckling a little bit. She activates her Omni-tool and scans him for any...deformities of sorts.
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The scan seems to have some interference, but otherwise reads up as human with a few very minor differences. "Do you allways scan people without permission?" He asks.
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[spoiler]Sure. You choose when to.[/spoiler]
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[b]An orange flame could be seen as she pointed her gun at the woods, a campfire [/b]
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*She could see nothing out of this area; clearly either someone was currently here; or someone was recently here. She stays in the shadows, waiting for any type of activity for movement within the area.* "Hopefully, there's some type of medi-gel here. Or anything at this point." She replies, pistol aimed at the campfire.
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[b]There was a loud laughing, and a man standing up. [/b] [i][u]"Allister come on now!"[/u][/i] [i]"Yeah tell us why we're here. Seems like a backwater planet."[/i] [u]"I say Captain doesn't need to tell us anything." [/u] [b]The man that stood paced around for a moment [/b]
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*She looked at the man. Considering her injuries, she could barely be able to walk anymore, instead simply crawling her way behind the tent, not gaining the man's attention...at least that was her intention.*
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"Hey if you guys are really that curious... Doc it's a surprise." [i]"Don't call me That Allister. Name's Scavenger." [/i] [i][u]"Yeah! Thought doc is cuter." [/u][/i] [b]There was a feminine chuckle[/b] [u]"That's true Nova. It is pretty adorable." [/u] "Alright well we're going to the Dojo. Supposedly a place with high tech medical stuff and warriors that are perfection." [i]"High tech medical?"[/i] [b]The man named Scavenger squealed [/b] [i]"You should have Gorram told me!"[/i] "It was a surprise, Doc." [u]"Suprise my ass. I figured it out" [/u] [b]More movement, but there seemed to be only four [/b]
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"High-tech medical gear? Maybe I could get healed! Or...wait. What happens if it's a trap?" She thought, crawling to the right of the tent and entered it. *She looked for any type of food or medical supplies that could temporarily heal her until she could make her way to this 'Dojo'. Dropping her pistol, she seemed to be vulnerable, should someone come for her.*
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[b]There wasn't anything in the tent, save for a sleeping bag. But there where still four others to look through.. One of them had to have something [/b] "You guys hear that?" [i]"What?"[/i] "Shh." [b]The was silence except for the cackling fire. [/b]
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*She decided to quietly walk out of the tent, gun still armed, as she silently moved to the next tent.* "Come on, there's gotta be something here!" Her thoughts say, as she look into the next one.
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"I could have sworn..." [i][u]"Hey Cap maybe you're just tired. It is pretty late." [/u][/i] [b]The tent, once again was empty. A study sleep bag and a bottle of water were all that were inside. [/b] "Yeah maybe you're right. I'll call it a night." [b]There was movement, a tent opening and closing [/b] [i]"Night![/i] [i][u]"Night!" [/u][/i] "See you in the morning." [i][u]"I'm gonna call it too. Good night guys." [/u][/i] [b]There was movement towards the tent Shep was in [/b]
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"****." She cursed under her breath, slipping he bottled water behind her and pointing her heavy energy pistol towards where the movement came from. "You had a good solid 10 minutes of your life, me." She thinks in her head, in the case of retaliation.
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[b]The tent door opens and a woman in armor ducks through, gasping a little at seeing you [/b]
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Edited by A Stormy Dio: 11/29/2016 3:31:35 AM*The woman would've seen this woman trembling, with cuts, bruises, scars and dents and holes in her armor, among other things. Blood starts coming out a few of these areas, as she look at her, tears in her eyes.*
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[b]After she got over her initial shock, she didn't seem angry [/b] [i]"[u]DOC GET OVER HERE!"[/u][/i] https://imgur.com/a/BYFnW [b]A second figure entered the tent, and seeing the woman [/b] [i]"Eidos get me the medical supplies." [/i] [b]The supposed medic moves closer to the woman, hands raised [/b]
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*She grabs the medical doc's clothes and pulls him towards her. Fortunately, she didn't have her pistol pointed at either of them, but rather at the ground.* "Where...am...I?" She could barely send out, letting go of the doc and having a very strong coughing fit, dropping the heavy pistol in the process.
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[i]"You're on the planet of Takatai. Two kliks West of the dojo." [/i] [b]The woman steps out as a third figure enters, dropping a bag on the ground. Scavenger, or doc digs through the bag pulling out a scanner and scanning her body for all injuries [/b]
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*There seemed to be multiple cracked bones, torn muscles and ligaments, especially in the leg, bullets located across her left arm and ankles, and finally dozens of cuts and bruises across her body. Strangely enough, some parts seemed...out of place, almost like there was some type of synthetic support in there.*
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[i]"Miss? Miss how did this happen to you?"[/i]
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"I...I" she tried to respond, only for the memories to come back. The beam from before. Seeing some admiral die by her side. Killing another older man. And then...shooting the core of some type of ancient place. "I don't know. All I remember...is me waking up here."
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[i]"That's quite alright. Listen, we'll get you somewhere with more advanced technology..." [/i] [i][u]"The dojo!"[/u][/i] [u]"We're not members yet... And we can't leave Allister." [/u] [i]"Me and Nova will go. Stay here Eidos. When Allister wakes up bring ship and the supplies [/i] [u]"Just get her somewhere." [/u] [b]The doctor picks Shep up, taking her out of the tent [/b] [i]"You gonna be okay?"[/i]
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*She could barely walk, using Scavenger for his support.* "No...I can't...even..feel...anything..." she says, falling into unconsciousness.
