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originally posted in: THE DOJO
4/22/2017 5:03:24 PM
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Lyn nodded and remembered all of the burn marks she saw. "Oh, that's...f*cked up. So, the chips do the same thing as the collars?"
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  • "Ya. Just that they use the chips on their soldiers. Guess they look prettier without the collars. Doesn't matter in the end though, they're still slaves to the empire."

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  • "Y'know that makes me wonder what he wants from me considering I'm still alive. Does he want a soldier or just wants me to suffer as long as possible? I doubt it's because he wants a wife." She chuckled. "He hates me."

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  • "Well. You DID throw a glass at him." Henry said as he looked at her.

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  • Lyn looked back at him. "That's how we flirt where I come from." She joked with a grin. "He didn't have to be such a baby about it."

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  • "Ha! No, I think you just hurt that delicate pride of his." Henry seemed...off, however. He kept looking outside the bars, as if he was waiting for something?

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  • "So, why do you keep looking out? Got a girl back home you're dreaming about? Or is some sh*t about to go down?" Lyn looked out as well.

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  • "Oh...the latter. If we're lucky." He said as he looked down at his watch. Then, he turned to Lyn. He looked incredibly serious. "Lyn. I need to ask you. Are you willing to die for others? Are you willing to fight for a just cause? Will you help the rebellion? I need to know this. Right, now." He asked her this quickly.

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  • "No, I came here on a suicidal mission with no backup for fun." She turned to him with a raised brow. "Seriously? Of course I am."

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  • "Good!" He said. "Good..." Suddenly, the wall outside of their cell blasted open. Henry grabbed Lyn and brought her to the floor as debris hit against the bars. He looked up as the dust began to settle, and Lyn could hear voices making their way inside. There were also gun shots. A lot of gunshots... "You okay?!" Henry asked her.

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  • "Yeah! Is that your rebel friends?!" Lyn kept her head down and stayed close to Henry.

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  • "Ya know, I think so? Pretty positive!" He said as he stood and helped Lyn to her feet. Men ran down the hall outside the prison, all wore black Kevlar and had white bandanas on. They had black Ak-47's and looked skilled as far as Lyn could see. Then, one of them approached the cell. He was tall and had a gnarly scar across his hazel eyes. "Henry!" He said. "You alright?" He asked him as he began to work on the lock with what looked to be a blow torch. "Just peachy Geralt!" Henry said as he backed away from the bars. "Who's your roommate there?" Geralt asked as he hastily worked on the cell.

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  • "You can call me Lyn." Lyn yawned and stretched. "Finally some action."

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  • The cell door snapped open, and Geralt opened it wide. He grabbed two pistols from his side and handed them both to Henry. They were black p99's. Henry offered one to Lyn. "Every used one of these before?" He asked her.

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  • Lyn rolled her eyes and took the gun in her right hand. "Yes, I have. I prefer my sword, but I'll take this just in case." She elbowed Henry a little in the side as she walked out. "Try to keep up."

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  • "Ha! You don't need to tell me Lyn." Henry told her as he left the cell. "Geralt! What's the way outta here!" "We take a left. We'll have to fire our way through a cell block and then a cafeteria. From there we exit through the back." "Sounds good." Henry said as he went ahead of Lyn, both hands on the pistol. The rebels were letting out all of the prisoners and giving them weapons as the three made their way down the block. Eventually they got to the end of the cleared block where Geralt went ahead and began to work on the barred door that lead into the next block. All of the prisoners in Lyn and Henry's block were freed. They ran up to the group, ready for a battle. Lyn could still hear the gunshots going off outside as Geralt broke through into the next block. "Move, move!" He yelled. Henry moved in first, and immediately a fight broke out. The cell block had two floors. There was the entrance first, which had cover and lead into the next block. It acted as an alcove. Ahead of the entrance was the actual block. The main floor was not wide, but had cells lining the right wall all across it. There was a set of stairs that were positioned in the middle that let up to a grated platform that bridged over to the second floor, which consisted of cells and a small walkway. Guards had set up sand bags at the end of the floor. There were six on the main floor while there were four up on the bridge and second floor. They fired down on the invading force. "Take cover!" Henry yelled at Lyn.

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  • Lyn quickly ran behind cover and fired a few rounds at the guards above. "I honestly expected worse. Do they have anything other than these normal guards because they shouldn't be a problem."

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  • "This is all we've seen coming in." Geralt said as he ran to the wall where the other two had taken cover behind. However, the prisoners charged in and began to fire on the guards. Many of the prisoners dropped to the floor, but the guards on the main floor were being swept clean.

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  • "....Why did the other prisoners think that was a good idea? Oh well, I've got this." Lyn took the magazine out of her gun and threw it so it bounced off a wall and hit one of the top guards in the head. While that happened she jumped up to the second floor, fired a round at the farthest guard from her and used her other hand to summon throwing knives that had a green tint to them. She threw them swiftly at the remaining guards.

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  • The last two were impaled by the knives and stumbled back and fell off the railing onto the first floor. Henry walked into the cell block along with Geralt and a dozen more prisoners. Suddenly, one guard popped his head up from behind cover and took aim. Henry quickly raised his gun and fired at him, and the shot cleanly blew through the guards skull and dropped him to the floor. "You normally like showing off your powers like that?" Henry called up to Lyn with a grin.

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  • Lyn chuckled and winked down at Henry. "I gotta show off for all of the guys, right?" She then jumped down and rolled her eyes. "My god, the fact I actually know a girl that does that...several girls that do that. I swear they have no brain. Look at me! I can freeze people! No one cares Ashley!...We should go before I break into a rant."

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  • "You know? I'm really glad I don't have that problem." Henry told her as he waved his forces to follow him. "Alright everyone! We ain't out of the fire yet! Let's move!" The group moved to the end of the hallway where Geralt broke through into the next hall now. This wasn't a cell block, but rather a thin hallway. There were signs that said the direction of the cafeteria. The small force made their way through the blazing sounds of the alarms and hallway until they reached a blue set of pushed doors. Henry went up to the door and rested his hand against it. "Ready?" He whispered to the group. The prisoners and rebels nodded.

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  • Lyn grabbed the magazine she threw and loaded it into her weapon before she she followed closely behind. She nodded.

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  • "Alright. Let's move!" He said as he pushed open the door to the cafeteria. It was large, but had a short ceiling. The tables were made of a shiny metal and the floors were a bland white tile. There were guards in the cafeteria who cursed as the small army entered. There were a dozen guards, maybe, and they flipped over tables to take cover. The small rebel force moved in, but these guards were crack shots, and downed four prisoners upon entry. Henry slid towards a table and threw it up for cover. Geralt went on a flank and did the same thing with a different table. The remainder of the prisoners did similar things, but another three were killed as they tried to do so.

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  • Lyn followed Henry and got behind his table, she fired a few rounds from behind cover. "You guys should've brought grenades!"

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  • "You know that grenades explode right?!" Henry asked her as he fired two shots, both of which hit their targets. "We blow a grenade and the ceiling goes down!"

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