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11/14/2015 8:25:33 PM
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"Interesting title. Did you make it up on the spot?"
[b]He gets to the door of the war room and opens it with a keycard.[/b]
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"No. It's a nickname I was given years ago."
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[b]The war room has consoles everywhere, and televisions on the walls.[/b] [b]He hands you a keycard.[/b] "Your room."
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[b]They take it.[/b] "Where would that be?"
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"I dunno. Read the card." [b]He looks at a monitor.[/b] "You hear about the assassination?"
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"Which one?"
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"The big one."
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"Oh. Got it."
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[i]The same men that was yelling at him from the kingdom appeared[/i] "Oh what the hell are you doing here?"
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"I landed here. Problem?"
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"Don't fūck anything up."
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"Wasn't planning on it."
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"Good then there should be no problems."
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"Okay."
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"Some political figurehead. Won the Eridani System's election for Senator on the Galactic Senate, and by a landslide, no less." A man in light, sleek power armor approaches you from just down the corridor. Clean-shaven, tall, muscular, yet surprisingly slim, Ginger instantly demanded attention to himself. "I'm Ginger, and I'll show you to your room. If Joshua here trusts you enough to let you aboard, that's good enough for me. If you would..." He begins to lead you down the hallway, allowing you to broach conversation.
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[b]It follows.[/b] "That I did hear about. Guess it sucks for them. Anyways, it's great to know I can be trusted. Most people immediately assume that just because I'm some 8 foot tall guy with a gigantic sword that I'm going to kill them."
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He actually smirks at that, "Same... Except for the trust part. Most people are smart enough not to trust me."
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"Eh. I put trust in people until they kill that trust."
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"People put trust in me until I kill them... Usually. This team, they're like family. You'll grow to like them... Well, most of them."
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"What do you mean, most of them?"
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"I'll show you Phantom when I get him out of incarceration. He's... Quite the person."
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"Sounds interesting." [b]They press a button on their armor.[/b] "All of that info was just stored."
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"Good. I'm sure that one admission will be [i]quite[/i] useful in the future." His voice was heavy with sarcasm.
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"I store every single piece of info I get. It's just something I do."
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"I'm sure that you'll get some juicy info here. If I'm to be honest, most of us here aren't very good at hiding classified information. The trick is to act as if it's no big deal, even if it is." He smirks again as he stops by a door, "This is your room... Huh... One sec." He takes the key from your hand, inserts it into a terminal just outside of your room, and begins erasing some data. He mutters something under his breath, and then hands you back the key. "I was shifting some data over from your room's terminal so that you wouldn't follow in the previous owner's footsteps. Some bastard named Exo. Anyways, hope you enjoy."
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"Thanks." [b]They walk past him into the room. The sword barely fits through the doorway.[/b]
