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11/3/2015 4:36:29 AM
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[b][u]The Frayed Ends of Sanity[/u][/b]
[b]Unknown, suspected to be Python's room wherever he was staying[/b]
[i]How many did I kill today?[/i]
[i]Who knows? Who cares? Mission successful.[/i]
[i]MISSION SUCCESSFUL? WHAT THE -blam!- IS WRONG WITH YOU? I NEARLY WIPED OUT MY WHOLE TEAM![/i]
[i]You also gained rep with the commander.[/i]
Python buries his head in his hands, sitting at a desk. A picture of him and A'Karo sits in the corner. He looked at it and smiled.
[i]I'll see you again one day...[/i]
[i]...no you won't, she's dead. Gone. Like Jessica.[/i]
[i]-blam!- off.[/i]
[i]I'm part of you, asshat.[/i]
He shakes his head, standing to take a shower. He gets in, cleaning himself off. The water at the bottom of the shower ran red with blood. It was a disturbing sight, even for Python. When he stepped out of the shower, he turned on some music and sat down on the bed, against the headboard. He sat there, his favorite band, Metallica blared through his speakers. His hands lay limp on his lap, his left leg hanging off the bed, the right protruded straight out, towards the end on the bed.
[i]They're tough. They're fine.[/i]
[i]No, they're not. You need to break free. [/i]
[i]BREAK FREE? TO WHAT? THE SHITTY TEAM THAT REPLACED AXION, A SHITTY REPLACEMENT OF EXALIN?[/i]
He shook his head and buried it on his hands. It was too much. Phantom had been dealing with the change just fine. He was always a rule follower. Python was never like that. He was the opposite. A rebel. A renegade. That's what he needed to be. Not now, soon....
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[spoiler]just so you know I'm bringing Doc back[/spoiler]
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[b]Phantom entered the Python's Quarters, looking at a HoloScreen[/b] The data I retrieved proved useful. With it, we now know the defenses of the Galactic Federation, and how to shut it down. Cyprus Unit won't be much of a problem. [b]He looks at Python[/b] The Fleet Commander was pleased with the success of the assignment.
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He nods and his demeanor changes. "Why are we doing this?" Python looks you dead in the eye.
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We do whatever the Fleet Commander requires of us. And we do it without question. [b]He stares at Python[/b] Do you feel alright? Do you need calibrations?
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"Just.....not sure I believe in the cause anymore." He breaks eye contact and looks around. "I feel....like I knew those guys. Like they were our friends."
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Our cause is not to question. We will crush the Galactic Federation and take over their territories. And we will do it, because that is what the Fleet requires of us. [b]He holds out his hand, and scans Python[/b] It seems that you are suffering from errors in your Recall Synapses. You need to be re calibrated.
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"Phantom, this isn't whatever you just called it. It's the truth. This....isn't right. The team had Jack. We know Jack, you trained Jack!"
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Jack...... [b]A HoloScreen appears infront of his helmet[/b] A member of Fireteam Axion. Half Demon. Fighting Skills: 8.5 Currently training members of Cyprus Unit. I'll have to report the error to your Systems to the Fleet Commander. I suggest you go to the Bacta-Tanks immediately.
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He sighes, nodding. "Yeah. Alright. Get outta here, Phantom." Python stands, heading towards his bacta tank.
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[b]When Python enters it, Phantom enters the settings[/b] Calibration Cycle: 27 Hours Neural System Check and Calibration Starting... [b]He starts it and leaves his Quarter's[/b]
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Python waits for Phantom to walk out and starts to move again. "Override passcode: Alpha Delta Charlie Elipson Niner Niner Four." The bacta tank opens and Python steps out.
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[i]Accepted[/i] [b]The Bacta-Tank opens[/b]
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Python steps out and turns the radio back on. He lays down on the bed, hands behind his head.
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[b]In the Comms, he could hear chatter[/b]
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He turns them on, listening to both the radio and comms.
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[b]He hears a few Dread talking[/b] -antom seems to be holding. Python, though, will need to re-undergo the process.- -eported that he is having flashbacks of his former allies.- -e is in his Bacta-Tank currently, undergoing calibrations.- -Keep an eye on him.-
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His fists ball with anger, fury and hatred. A change needed to happen. And it would. Soon.....ever so soon......
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[b]Two Dread enter his Quarters[/b] "What are you doing out of Bacta?" [b]They raise their weapons[/b] "You need to receive calibrations. Now."
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He stands, his left hand, hidden by his monstrous size, reached for his axe. "What if I don't?"
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[b]They take a step back[/b] "Then we'll just kill you again, and start over." [b]They fire there weapons, shots of plasma erupting in succession, while they yell into their Comms[/b] "He is resisting commands! Send in Phantom!"
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Python grabs his axe, lighting it up. He jumps at the first Dread, cutting it downwards. The monster fell apart as he swung at the next one's head.
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[b]The strike is blocked by a invisible force, making a spark as it does Phantom uncloaks, and you see that it was his sword that blocked Python's attack[/b] Python, what are you doing? [b]He pushes him back[/b] This kind of conduct is not allowed.
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"Allowed? ALLOWED? WHAT IS THIS? PRISON?" He follows with a headbutt, caving in the skull of the Dread. It faltered with ease and died. Python stared down at Phantom. "Look, I'm getting out of here. You can't stop me." He pushes Phantom out of the way and walked out of the room.
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[b]He grabs Python's shoulder, and throws him into a wall[/b] I was specifically assigned to prevent you from leaving. [b]He unsheathes his other sword[/b] I do not want to hurt you, but I will.
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"I've beat you before and I'll do it again..." He twirls the axe in his hand and eyes the door, then you.
