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originally posted in:The New Dojo
6/11/2017 11:24:08 PM
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Marker motioned at the next Titan, that had a large sword sheathed upon his mechanical back
"Like Northstar, Ronin has weak defense, but what he lacks in armor he makes up for in mobility and offensive power. Ronin can dash around foes, confusing them as he closes in to use his most destructive weapon: an electric-charged broadsword. For maximum damage, all you needs to do is block incoming attacks with Ronin's blade and slice up his foes. In addition to his melee capabilities, Ronin also comes equipped with a Leadwall shotgun that can shred enemy HP, as well as an Arc Wave attack that can temporarily stun foes that attempt to get too close"
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"Sure, but how do I get out?" Cylus asks
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"Just act as if you are jumping out of the cockpit, then it'll open and let you out."
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"Gotcha" Cylus acted as told and sure enough, TF opened up to let him out. Landing with a thump, Cylus stood up face Marker. "Now that, ... That was awesome."
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"Indeed, it was. Though, we don't want to stress your neural cells too much the first time around." "So I'll give you an option what to do next. I can introduce you to some of the men you'll be fighting alongside, or we can take the rest of the day off." [spoiler]-Get some rest -Meet the others [/spoiler]
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"Well two birds one stone, I'll go ahead and meet the others. Where are they now?"
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"Two of the four are here, the other two are at our outpost on world."
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"Lead the way Colonel. By the way, I took you up on some of those archives." Cylus says with a light chuckle. "Also did a little of my own research if you don't mind"
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"Oh? And what'd you find in your search? Anything I should know about?"
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"Meh, just more about how the Militia came to be and about the war on the IMC. It's some tough shit."
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"We've been through alot. Seen leaders fall like dominoes, new ones rise." Marker sighed, shaking his head "Anyways. Back to the point. They came here this week specifically to meet you, and prep up for an attack."
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"Well, it'll be my pleasure to meet my comrades. Let's get to it."
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"Before we do, I want to clear something up. They're not your squad. They're accompanying us on one mission, and depending on what they see. You might have a future with them."
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"Ah, well then I'll make sure not to get too attached just yet." Cylus says. "But I'll do my best, of course. I'm finally back in the field, I don't want to screw this up."
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"Alright, come." Marker turned and walked over to the edge of the clearing, where a campfire had been set up with a number of grunts and pilots sitting around it
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Cylus followed Marker up to the clearing, watching as the grunts and pilots sat and watched the embers. His expression hid behind his visor, and in the first time in a long while, he felt nervous. After all, if he wanted these guys to have his back, they'd have to like him first.
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"Davis." https://imgur.com/o5mP3LM One of the pilots looked up and jumped to his feet, extending his hand to Cylus "This the guy, Colonel?" "Yeah. Cylus, this is Davis. Davis meet Cylus. Davis here is part of an elite group. The 6-4."
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"Nice to meet you Davis," Cylus says, accepting the handshake and nodding respectively
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"This is the second one, Bear." Marker gestured to another pilot, who was sitting on the trunk of a tree. https://imgur.com/isqMU22 Bear simply waved at Cylus, not saying a word. "Bear don't talk much, as you can see." Davis said, shaking his head slightly
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Nodding back at Bear, Cylus greets him politely. "I would imagine that. He also part of the 6-4?" he says, turning back to Davis.
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"That's why I introduced him, yeah. Others here are various members of the Militia. Not part of the 6-4." "You guys coming to see Gates with us?" "No, we still need to resupply." "Got ya, Cylus come. We're going to meet Gates. Section commander of the 6-4." Marker turned around, walking away from the small camp "See ya." Davis said as he took a seat, with Bear simply waving again
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Cylus waves as he departs and turns to follow Marker.
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"You notice Davis' accent?" Marker asked as they walked towards the dropship that had dropped off the supplies
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"Erm, not really. I didn't pick it up, why?" Cylus asks, now curious
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"Most people don't, apparently he's got some Southern blood in him. One of his great, great, great, great, great grandfathers was a Texan on earth."
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"Ah, I'll have to listen for it when I see him next..." Cylus says. "But how many generations have you guys been off of earth as far as your timeline? Cause that sure is a lot of greats."
