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originally posted in:The New Dojo
Edited by BondyMilk:
5/1/2017 2:57:51 AM
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Cylus sees the urgency and curses as the second grin flees. He turns to lie on his back and pulls out his assault rifle. Pressing his feet against the table, he then activates his thrusters, kicking it across the room. It flies and smashes right into the grunts near the far wall, knocking them over and crushing them on impact.
Cylus quickly turns and fires, getting precision kills on the remaining 4 men. He gets up and brushes himself off.
"What a mess," he says. He looks down at his feet and finds the map. He didn't have time to read it now, so he picked it up along with a grunt shotgun and runs back to the stairwell.
[i]He ascends and looks for a place to hide.[/i]
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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] "
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"I know right? An amazing way to gear up, get ready." Marker said, leaning against the wall, holding his stomach "I probably shouldn't have eaten...." Every wound that Cylus endured in the simulation, was non existent on his body now. Not the slightest scratch to hint it happened
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"Uh, side effect from the pod or from spectating? It [i]was[/i] pretty messy" Cylus chuckles. " But I've gotta say, that thing is pretty sweet. I'll be able to test out and hone my abilities if I need to."
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"Yeah, you will. Speaking of Abilities, your armour should be finished tomorrow. So you're free until then."
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"Thanks, I could use this time for something. I've met a couple friendly people willing to teach me some things here in the dojo." Cylus says, checking his watch. "Have a good night Marker."
