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originally posted in:The New Dojo
3/31/2017 12:27:56 AM
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"We really need to find a way to get these missiles off of us sir!" Patrick's suggested.
"Ya no shit Patricks!" Alex scolded.
The Twilit woman began to chuckle a little more as the car dodged more missiles.
"Oh my god! We're gunna die! This is how everything ends! We're doomed!" Cortez let out.
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"Great so we have an unwilling soldier, a laughing maniac, a walking tank, and a good little soldier. How could this get ANY better at all??
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Suddenly, dozens of men pooled out of the rooms ahead of them from down the hallway. They all aimed their guns at the group and formed a line of fire. "You just HAD to say that did you Roy?!" Alex let out as he rushed to the front. The men began to fire, but alex placed his massive blade into the ground ahead of him. The blade was able to cover a large portion of the hallway, and provided cover. Not only that, but all the bullets around the blade seemed to drop as they passed it. And the blade itself began to fume with energy. "FIRE! RIGHT NOW!" Alex commanded.
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"Alright?!" Both Royal and Gunzerker fired into the hallway, or rather into the Shield
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The bullets that the group fired past the blade seemed to be absorbed by the blade before they could reach their targets. The blade became inflamed with energy as piles of shell cases fell around Alex. Then, he drew his blade from the ground and trusted forward. A massive concussive blast shot from the infinite blade and crashed through all the walls ahead of him. The blast blew through all of the gang members ahead of the group, which sent all of the hostiles flying back into the walls and hallway. After the moment ended, all was calm, and the hallway was filled with unconscious bodies.
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"THAT WAS FÚCKING AWESOME DEITY!" Royal clapped the FD on his back, examining the scene with pride
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"You're godamm right it was." Alex said cockily. Jazz chuckled some more while the two soldiers were out of breath from the strike. "Alright bitches. We still got a cartel leader to take down. He should be up ahead so let's move!" The group made their way down the hallways until eventually they reached a large red and purple door. "This is the centre of the complex. Roy, you open the door while I breach. Got it?"
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"Wait... If you're breaching it then why I open it?" Royal asked, almost confused
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"Uh...what?" Alex questioned. "No like, you open it, then I breach the room. Like I move in."
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"Well then don't say breach. Breach would mean you're blowing the door open"
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"Well I-" "He's right sir." Patrick's said. "No! He's not! Shut up Patrick's!" Alex scolded. "B-but he's correct sir!" Cortez added. "Cortez you can't say anything! Your pants are soaked with piss!"
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"Hey don't be getting on Cortez's ass for your mistakes!" Royal said before sighing "Can we just stay focused?"
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"No! We are settling this!" Alex said. "I am not wrong! I refuse to be! Breaking is-" Suddenly alex and Roy were pushed out of the way by Jazz, and pointed her gun right at the door and cackled. "AH! GET DOWN!" Cortez let out as he jumped to the floor along with everyone else. Jazz shot the door, and a small explosion sent her flying and laughing back across the hallway. The door exploded as she landed like a rag doll. "JAZZ?!" Alex called out with worry. After a moment of silence, the girl suddenly stood up and saluted.
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"Guess we're going in!" Royal yelled as he moved inside, weapon raised
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The rest of the team followed Royal. Inside was a massive square room with gold desks, shelves, apples?! Everything in the room was made of gold! But Roy noticed something. There was a glass cylinder, the size to fit a person, at the end of the room. As something seemed to just have moved down it.... "Rich bastard." Alex said as he looked around. "Should sell this room. Just take it out with a crane and sell it to a collector in Di-Jin." The group didn't notice what Roy had, however.
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Royal walked forward, towards the glass cylinder slowly while adjusting the SMG in his hands.
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"Roy? What is it?" Alex asked as he stepped beside him. "Wait a second...this is an elevator!" He declared. "Look! It's got buttons on the side of it and everything!" Alex pointed to the side of the cylinder which had two buttons on the wall.
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"Yeah no shit Sherlock..." Royal sighed, glancing around the room. "He's gone."
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"It's called pressing all the buttons Roy." Alex said as he pressed the elevator button repeatedly. Suddenly a platform shot up and the cylinder opened. Though, the platform was tiny, and could probably only fit two people at the max. "Uhhhhhh I-I don't think we can all fit in that!" Cortez let out with a stutter
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"Deity and Jazz can go first." Royal said as he walked towards one of the shelves, picking a golden baseball off of it
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"Yaaaaa nope." Alex said as he grabbed Royal by the back of his armours neck and dragged him into the elevator. "Times of the essence! Jazz! Start up the car!" Alex commanded. The girl saluted and ran off. The other soldiers looked around in confusion. "What are you two doing?! Go after her?!" "Yes sir!" Patrick's saluted as he and Cortez ran after the twilit girl. Alex stepped in the elevator and pressed a button. The cylinder then closed and the platform began to shoot down. Also, the space was incredibly tight with both of them standing in the small space...
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Royal, being who he was, leaned against Alex as if he were a damsel in distress "Oh help me! I am the Twilight princess Anne!"
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"I swear to god if I could move my arm I'd slap your bitch ass." Alex threatened. His face furrowed as he aimed his head up so his face wouldn't be so awkwardly close to Roy.
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Royal recoiled backwards, moving away from Deity. "Can't take a joke..." He said, looking out the glass
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The thing was, there was no where to recoil back to. Royals chest was literally pressed up against Alex's. "Oh I can take a joke! It just so happens you're a weird cuck and I've found I'd rather not be in tight spaces with other men! I speak only for myself of course."
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"I'm a weird cuck? Coming from the man who literally finessed his way into a relationship after who knows how long of being mister fúcking bachelor....." Royal shot back, but almost choked towards the end and obviously regretted it
