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10/21/2015 3:05:56 AM
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[b][u]The End of the Beginning[/u][/b]
[b]Cyprus Cruiser, Hangar[/b]
Dean stands there, holding his shotgun. He wore nothing but a T-shirt and jeans. His signature 45 sits, gleaming with it's chrome shine at his hip. In his holster, the First Blade stuck out next to the pistol.
The cruiser had made it's way to the asteroid. All that was left was to get down there and check it out. A gunship lands in the hangar, waiting for the team to step on. Dean turns, eyeing the gunship.
[i]Kill the pilot....[/i]
He shakes his head at the thought. The mark was glowing, orange-red and proud. The hunger was building...
[spoiler]Open. Arc tiem, bitchuz[/spoiler]
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[b]She sighs[/b] [i]"At least it helps"[/i]
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"What do you mean it helps? Are you really this nervous?"
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[i]"Yes, I am..."[/i] [b]She facepalms[/b]
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"Just relax." He points at Kaebius. "You got Iron Man..." Dean points up at the driver seat. "...invisaninja and a guy with a quad barrel shotgun on your side. What could go wrong?" He smiles a bit.
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[b]She doesn't return it, still thinking about how it could all go wrong[/b]
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"Come on, loosen up. You're gonna be fine."
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[b]She glances over at him, hoping he was right[/b] [i]"Fine..."[/i]
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"Good." He smiles and hugs her a bit closer.
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[b]She doesn't loosen up on the inside, but she acts as calm as can be, waiting for the ship to take off[/b]
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Ghost blasts the ship out of the hangar at high speeds. Dean chuckles. "He just pissed so many people off."
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[i]"Yeah, I can tell"[/i]
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The ship nears the asteroid. Looking out the window, they see a cluster of asteroids with debris floating around. A small, cube-like building rests on one, everlasting through the nothingness of space.
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[b]She watches as they land, and she primes her rifle[/b]
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Dean stands, grabbing his shotgun. "Lemme go first."
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[b]She nods, standing as well After he leaves the ship, she waits there for a bit[/b]
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He looks back at her. "You coming?" Dean looks around, not seeing or hearing anything out of the ordinary.
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[b]She steps out cautiously, following him[/b]
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She feels as if she's being watched.....Dean yells happily. "NO. -blam!-EN. WAY."
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[b]She shivers, then looks up at him in confusion[/b]
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She sees him holding an autographed picture of Angus Young, the guitar player from AC/DC.
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[b]She looks around, still cautious[/b] [i]"Done yet?"[/i]
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"Yeah, sorry. He's kinda my hero." He puts the picture in his back pocket and starts walking around the barracks of the complex.
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[b]She follows him around, keeping watch[/b]
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[b]A man clad in a strange kind of power armour boards the craft, and after looking around, he nods.[/b] [i]"gentlemen. And lady."[/i]
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[b]She nods back at him, trying to remain calm[/b]
