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1/7/2016 4:08:03 AM
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[b]lucas runs down the halls during a supply run gone horribly wrong. He turns a corner and with a button press on a prosthetic arm, defense turrets from the ceiling mow down most of the guards. One lay wounded and is able to aim him down.
CRACK
A shot rings out, he stumbles a bit, still running down the hall, he makes it through the door to the hangar.
CRACK CRACK
Two more shots ring out, he collapses and crawls his way under away from the door into a stockpile of unloading Goods. He passes out.[/b]
[spoiler]open[/spoiler]
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Kara picks him up and heals him, teleporting to their hiding place and putting him down then leaving another tray of toast.
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[b]he looks around, confused. He sees the plate of toast, and is tempted, but is held back by his inste sense of being trapped[/b]
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"Don't worry your home" [spoiler]its wherever the whisps are hiding[/spoiler]
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"How do you know where we hide?! And don't tell the guards.. Please"
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"The guards are going to get a stern talking to"
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"Because I murdered them? Because you let them murder the rest of the wisps?! JOHN!!!" [b]no reply [/b]
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"Because they are chasing you" She looks confused
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[b]john walks in, sword drawn, and runs next to Lucas, ready for a fight.[/b] "Your the same lady... The one who didn't kill me when I broke into their home..."
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[b]The door is knocked in after a little while, and a man in a red cloak steps in. He looks down at Lucas.[/b] "You okay?"
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Edited by Cosmic: 1/7/2016 5:23:21 AM[b]lucas lays in a shipping container splattered in his own blood, a lot of it.[/b] "h-he-hello? Are you FN? Doesn't matter, does it, Huh? "
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"No. I own the big-ass spaceship in the hangar bay."
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"W-who are you? Are you FN?"
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"I'm Andrew Raidriar. I'm co-leader of the DM."
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[b]a small humm can be heard from the back of his neck. He grimaces a bit and pulls out an AI chip, covered in his blood, which can be heard screaming[/b] "Apparently he knows you"
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"I swear to Christ..." [b]He takes the chip from the boy's hand, and inserts it into his com-link.[/b]
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Edited by Cosmic: 1/7/2016 5:53:57 AM[b]a familiar voice blares in your ears in the most gut-wrenchingly familiar tone of forced happiness, reminiscent of the riddler from the Arkham games[/b] "WHY HELLO THERE, ANDREW!"
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"Tim you crazy son of a bitch!"
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"Yes sir I have returned! After Asteria, I found my way onto your ship, onto corra, picked up by good ol, this kid and now reside in the warm comfort of the back of his neck..." [b]lucas waves nervously, now standing and starting to poorly stitch himself back togetber[/b]
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"Yeah, I already know him. My wife's been taking care of him for the past little while."
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"Yes! Your men have shot him, beat him, Thrown him out of airlocks, and fed him to dogs more than a few times!" [b]his avatar appears in your visor[/b]
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"My men are in the hangar bay, in the red armor. The other guys are FN. I wouldn't let my soldiers hurt innocents."
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"Ohh but they do anyway, Andrew, they honestly couldn't care less about their fellow lives!"
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"Tim, my soldiers are on 24/7 monitoring by Josie. She'd probably shoot them if they beat a kid."
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"But the turd armor is basically invulnrable
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"They don't have Tracker armor."
