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originally posted in:The New Dojo
8/20/2017 3:49:17 AM
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"Well. As great as this reminiscing is, how about we kill whatever the hell is conjuring up these dragons?" Halt asked.
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"Nice plan." Cannon checked his mag, making sure it was full, and glanced at the tower. He looked for the door.
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He saw a hatch on the north side of the tri-cone rooftop. However, there was also a window on the side.
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He turned to the third mandalorian. "Ryse, you're the marksman. Get up onto the roof. Ulfric, stay with me. Halt with Nomad." Cannon moved to one of the windows while Nomad lead Halt towards another one.
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[spoiler]wanna just stick with Ulfric and Can for the moment? You can control Halt and Nomads movements later.[/spoiler] Ulfric went with Cannon towards the window, and he slid down without a sounds to meet its level. He drew a single edged knife from his purple coat as he stood by the window, ready to breach.
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Cannon pulled a small bomb, a thermal detonator, from his belt and placed it on the window. He set it to low enough power that it wouldn't tear the whole wall open and glanced at Ulfric. [i]On three.[/i] He signalled with his fingers.
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Ulfric nodded as he twirled his blade in his hand. [spoiler]certain hit granted for the wall[/spoiler]
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Cannon hit the detonator, blowing a huge hole through the window and surrounding wall. At that same moment Nomad and Halt blasted through the other side.
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Ulfric and Halt both leapt in before the mandolorians, entering the building. Smoke came out from the top floor which made it difficult for Cannon to peer through with simply the naked eye.
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Lucky him, he had his helmet. He switched to thermals.
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As he turned them on however, all he saw was pitch black. It must have been the cold temperatures of the snowy mountains that prevented him from picking up any heat sig's.
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He cycled through other visions, magnetic to detect metal, night vision, and negative-thermal. [spoiler]Negative thermal is the opposite of thermal. It views things that are cold.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]ah. Got it [/spoiler] The night vision did not work as well, since the dust and smoke from the bomb still clouded his vision. However when he switched to his final mode(the negative thermal thingy) he saw that it was very, very cold. However throughout it he was able to pick up different, human shaped signatures in the room. Two men, likely Halt and Ulfric. "JESUS. TAKING YOUR SWEET TIME ARE YOU?!" Halt bellowed out at the mando's.
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Cannon walked to the center of the room, looking around with his blaster ready. "Can't be too careful!"
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The smoke finally began to clear, and as it did, it revealed a bedroom. It was tiny, cramped, and seemed like it belonged to a servant. There was a hatch in the centre of the room, with a rug flipped over beside it. "Looks like it [i]was[/i] a hidden hatch." Ulfric pointed out. "Whoever it was though clearly wasn't thinking smart if they didn't cover it back up...."
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"Tough luck to them." Cannon stated as Nomad moved to place a bomb on the hatch. "Knockedy knock!" He joked as he set it.
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The bomb was set off and the hatch was blown open. Cannon heard a girl like yelp during the small sounding detonation and Halt raised an eyebrow. "Looks like our sorcerer isn't the bravest thing around..."
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Cannon dropped in first, followed by Nomad. Both had their weapons ready.
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As they hopped down, they say a small dinner table in the room the size of the diameter of the tower. There was the table, it had chairs all around it, and then there were the Coldbourne empires banners which coated the rooms. "Where...where are they?" Ulfric asked as he hopped down.
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Cannon scanned the room for hostiles as he approached the center of it. He scanned for the energy signature he'd seen earlier.
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It seemed to be coming from... Underneath the table....
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Cannon kicked the table over, aiming his rifle beneath it. "Hands up."
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"OH MY GAWD DON'T HURT ME!" A frail skinny man yelled with a feminine voice as he raised his hands up to protect his face. His face was boney and skeletal and he had buzz cut brown hair. He wore a black robe to go with the disturbing get up. "I-I'm innocent I swear!" Cannon detected that the magic from the dragons came from this man as the figure blatantly lied.
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"You have five seconds to call off the dragons before I start causing a lot of collateral damage, starting with your arm." He commanded in an icy cold tone.
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"B-b-b-b-b-b-but-"
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"Five... Four... Three..." Cannon ejected the blade from his left gauntlet.
