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originally posted in:The New Dojo
5/1/2017 2:30:58 AM
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[i]Cylus remembered Marker saying that the armor he wore was Pilot armor, so he knew what to expect. As for the grunts, they must have had the same capabilities as he had. Cylus concluded there would not exactly be a stealthy way to do this, so he decided to go in guns blazing.[/i]
He hovered above the man wearing the pilot armor and held his knife in hand. He took a step from the beam and fell through the air, landing on the man's shoulders and putting the blade through his skull. He kicked over the table and drew his two handguns, emptying his magazines on the two grunts across from him.
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"Well done!" Marker's voice resonated through the throne room from behind Cylus
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Cylus whips around, looking for the source of Marker's voice. "So I passed? I gotta admit, it was a mess on my part." he chuckles.
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Marker was entering from the double doors that led into the throne room, across from a rather large gap in the ground "Yeah....I can see that. Definitely one of the more interesting routes."
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Cylus grins mischeviously. "Heh, I thought it was rather fun."
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Cylus grins mischeviously. "Heh, I thought it was rather fun."
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"Who said it wasn't? ANYWAYS. I'll see you outside this hellhole whenever you're ready." Marker's figure fizzled, than disappeared, leaving Cylus alone with the woman [spoiler]This is a choice, you can choose to leave, or you can choose to stay. You can only choose one of the two -Stick Around -Leave [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]-stick around[/spoiler]
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So reply, ya dingus
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[spoiler]ope[/spoiler] Cylus turns to the woman behind him. Even though it was a simulation, she must have had some significance. If not, he'd look around and take a closer look at the IMC soldiers. "So what's your name ma'am? Do you have any idea why they kidnapped you?" Cylus asks.
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"N-N-not rea-really, no....." The woman said, shaking in fear
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"Can you tell me who you are? Your name?" Cylus asks gently, careful not to press her too hard
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"My name is Rose...." The woman said, slowly calming down
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"Okay Rose, what is it that you do?" he asks.
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"I was... An account for the Militia.... Taking care of any cash flow that came in to support us...."
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"I see... What did they want you to do?" Cylus was trying to get insight on who the IMC was and how they operated.
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"They wanted information on our accounts, our leadership, and most importantly where the money was going...." She said, sitting up fully and brushing away her tears "They wanted to destroy whatever economy we had...."
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"Did they get anything?" he asks. "I presume the pilot that was holding you was in charge."
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"Of course they didn't get anything. After I didn't talk, they tried selling me off to the Militia."
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"Ransom." Cylus grunts. "You did good Rose, you're free to go now." he says.
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"Thank-" Before she could finish the thought, the simulation of her disappeared
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"Of course" Cylus says. With the conversation done, he walks over to the body of the pilot and inspects it, looking over the suit and weaponry.
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An assault rifle, and the suit of armour that Marker showed Cylus previously. Most likely with many of the same capabilities...
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"Meh, not much to see here." Cylus says. "Marker? Uh, where's the door?" he asks.
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The simulation begam collapsing around Cylus, and after a few moments, he found himself fall out of the simulation pod, onto the ground of the safe house
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Edited by BondyMilk: 5/6/2017 9:43:08 PMCylus lands on the floor and rubs his eyes. "Wow," he says, looking at the places he'd been hit in the simulation. "It felt so... well, [i]real[/i] "
