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originally posted in:The Roleplay League
Edited by ChancingIt13:
11/23/2015 3:47:42 PM
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Romii pauses for a moment, taking a deep breath before summoning up the courage to enter the Tower bar.
She hates this place,she hates the Tower, too many people,too many faces she doesn't recognise.
She finally summons up the courage to go in, and not for the first time she thanks the traveller that she's small enough to go largely unnoticed. Sticking to where its darkest,she's suddenly painfully aware of how wretched she must look.
Her boots still caked in mud not yet dry.
Her cloak still thick with snow across the shoulders and heavy with dust.
Her armour hasn't fared much better, it's well worn and heavily repaired with whatever was to hand at the time it got damaged. If it had a colour once it has long since faded away, to an unmemorable greyish brown.
Keeping her eyes ahead she manoeuvres her way to the bar, dodging a small scuffle that breaks out as she passes.
Feeling like she's just run the gauntlet she stands on the bars foot rail and motions to the frame serving.
It looks up and she slides a flask over to it,
R:" Vodka and fill it up,and pour me a double straight up while your at it......please"
The 'please' is delayed as she forces herself to be civil.
She then beckons the frame closer and says something in hushed tones. The frame shakes it's head.
" No, no Trinity" it replies.
Romii's shoulders slump a little.
R:" Ok .....Thankyou"
She takes her flask and her drink to the darkest corner she can find that faces the exit, ensuring her back is to a wall knocks back her first drink of the night.
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" I was going to ask about that, where do you even stay at?" Garuud asked inquisitively
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R:" I converted the bottom of an old colony ship, out at the deadzone, been there for over a year now. Welcome to come and check it out if your planning on making sure I get home ok." [i] She smiles[/i]
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" sounds like a plan, hate to have you seize of something and get killed by fallen!" Garuud says as he stands up.
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Edited by ChancingIt13: 12/6/2015 11:14:37 AMR:" Zen give him the coordinates to 'The Den'. And let's get the hell out of this place." [i] As soon as it's done transmitting the coordinates to Garuud. Her ghost transmats her back to her ship, where they make straight for out reaches of the European deadzone[/i] [b]over the comms[/b] R:" Garuud, there will be a small group of Eliksni very close to my place, they are house-less and harmless, please don't shoot them. They watch my place when I'm not there to make sure it doesn't get stripped out." [i]As they enter the earths atmosphere and start on the flight path Zen pipes up,[/i] [b]Z: We have trouble, some stragglers from the House of Knights are harassing our free fighters.[/b] R: " Oh hell no, take us in. " [spoiler] her ship goes into a steep descent.[/spoiler] [b] over the comms.[/b] R: " Garuud, we have trouble, there is a bit of turf war. The House of Knights are pushing the offensive. Please try to only kill those wearing dark blue cloaks. I know it's a lot to ask, just do what you can. Heading down see you there.
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" Okay, kill the dark blue bugs. Got it!" ( mature voice) "Everything I do in life is to prevent myself from being B slapped by bug people, lets keep up that trend." ( Childish voice) "Agreed! I like doing the slapping!" Garuud chuckled and began loosening up his joints getting ready for the fight ahead. Once they transmitted out of the ships Garuud saw all out warfare between two fallen groups. "Hey!" All the fallen stop fighting for a moment. " All da blue shadeys please stand up! All da rest! Please..... Duck!" Garuud says as he begins firing his Fabian strategy into the crowd.
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R: Oh chrst!! [i] Ro looks at the bewildered expression from all the fallen, until she finally finds a bit of high ground where she can be recognised. A hoarse cry in the fallen tongue cuts through the ruckus . Ro replies , and the frightening then carries on in earnest. [/i] R: "Ok 'G' your good, [i] although he was already off throwing hammers as he went.[/i]
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" Just consider me the Oprah of hammers! You get a Hammer! You get a Hammer! You get a Hammer! Everyone gets a Hammer!" Which earned him a look from the " Good fallen" "Except you guys, you guys are cool." ( Mature voice) " Smooth!" ( childish voice) " Hey... throw another hammer at the fallen running up behind you."
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[i] the words leave his mouth punctuated by the sharp hiss of the vandal losing its head, Ro still watching down her sights.[/i] Ro: " don't worry I gottcha 6, " [i] as much to herself as anyone else.[/i] [i] She sweeps her sight ahead of Garuud, putting one in a Captain dropping his shield, and another two in snipers out of his range.[/i]
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Garuud followed the Sniper shot on the Captain with a well placed hammer and turned him to ash. Once that was done, He turned towards the remaining forces.. and said "Boo!" They backed up instantly! Garuud pointed to his hammer. " This? This is my boomstick! Any more fuss outta you, and you get the boom! Understood!?" One captain stood up to attack Garuud, and he thew his last hammer to pulverize him. " Anyone else?"
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[i]The Knights decide this is probably more than they bargained for and are chased off by the rest of the home forces. Gradually the area clears. The deadzone currently looks like a greener warmer version of the cosmodrome , here there amongst the remains of what would have been a huge refugee camp at the beginning of the collapse is the hold of a colony ship. The entrance is 20 feet straight up on a sheer surface. Ro jumps on to a section of scaffolding before jumping back and catching the door, it swings open and she disappears inside, moments a series of steps lowers down around ten foot, easily allowing the Titan to hop up.[/i]
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Garuud hops up the steps and into the door, he looks around for a moment in the dark and then the lights come on. " Spacious area here Ro!" Garuud says jokingly.
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[i] It's basically the size of the biggest cargo plane you can imagine, over the year she has been living there, she has partitioned off sleeping areas, a galley and den where she is currently lighting the fire pit. Waving over to some old ammo crates [/i] R: "Vodka, Tequila or scotch, all synthetic I'm afraid but no worse than the rot the serve at the Tower, should be glasses in there too."
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"Bhahaha it doesn't matter, I only use them to clean my insides. I cant get drunk for multiple reasons, besides something has to get the Mexican food out of there! Nice place though" Garuud says as he sits down.
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" guardians can get drunk! Sht I have been doing something wrong then. No just something to keep the taste of ketch fuel away. For some reason it reeks of it round here"
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"Gaurdians can, sure! But I cant due to me being a Exo and my healing factor haha, I was going to say it smelled here strongly of Ketch fuel."
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R:" yeah but u know what they say location, location , location!. [i] She drains her glass, before pouring another.[/i] R:" So how long you been around?"
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" A long time haha, long enough for the powers that be to try to wipe me multiple times. But due to my abilities I don't really break down. So I run like a brand new Exo haha. I would ask the same of you, but I like my head where it is. Even grown back, it doesn't feel right after a bit haha." Garuud answered matter of factly. "So, mind if I ask a question?"
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" go ahead, what?"
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"So during the ritual I saw oil coming out of your eyes and ears, it seemed to be running from the light. So you know anything about that?"
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R :"shoot"
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"Ah, so you do know. Spill da beans!" Garuud said as he sat down
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You want to know what happened ?
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"If your so inclined!"
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" I went into a vex gate looking for something and ended up punted into the Dreadnaught , I assume I assume I was taken, I don't remember everything but I suspect I was on earth fighting for oryx when he fell. Which why I think I was found back here. I think once the connection to the main force was severed that's how I got control of myself and my ghost . Unfortunately it looks like I still have something with me. [i] she puts out her arm and under the skin the occasional movement gives the impression of something alive, moving around beneath underneath her skin, [/i] " still don't kno what to do with this"
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"Have you thought about controlling it? Or at least working together with it? I am trying to do the same with my... other side. I still lose control sometimes though haha. Its obviously a part of you now, instead of fighting it... use it to get stronger."
