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1/10/2016 12:42:50 AM
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[i]He enters the ship, leaving his mech, as it would be much too big for the halls, and he slowly walks, pulling his pitch black revolvers, diamond and sapphire, from their leather holsters on his brown duster, and he walks, cautiously [/i]
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[b]A few doors where seen, locked tight, most likely other entrances The cockpit was empty, the cargo hold door was open slightly however[/b]
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Edited by JayTea: 1/10/2016 5:45:17 PM[i]He approaches the cargo hold door, opening it [/i]
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[b]Inside, the room was empty, save for a massive suit of armor, and a cyro pod that was sitting off to the side It hummed with life, whoever inside must still be alive[/b]
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[i]He carefully looks at the suit, and approaches the pod, revolvers holstered[/i]
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[b]The suit was tall, standing another 2-3ft over him, built for a large man The pod, once he wiped away some of the external frost, a man could be seen inside[/b]
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[i]He activates a set of override controls, to open the pod, and slowly backs away[/i]
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[b]He hears as the pod hisses, letting hot air inside of it, and steam rises from the pod A few moments go by, and nothing happens[/b]
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[i]he approaches it, looking to check that the person inside is actually okay in there [/i]
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[b]The pod door slams open suddenly, creating a loud bang as it collided with the roof He felt a cold hand grip his throat, pushing him up into the air as the figure inside stepped out The man was taller than JT, easily by a foot, his body laced with thick muscles His glare burned into JTs skull, as he spoke a few words[/b] [i]"Who are you?"[/i] [b]His voice sounded heavy, commanding, something he wouldn't want to cross[/b]
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[i]He looks at him with confidence in his eyes, as if he is not fearful in the slightest[/i] "They call me JT" [spoiler]he's a bit too cocky for his own good lmao[/spoiler]
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[i]"Quit the act, you'll only get yourself killed"[/i] [b]He tightens his grip, JT could feel the loss of air already[/b]
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[i]combined with the fact he doesn't need air as well as the confidence, he doesn't lose any[/i] "I'm already a dead man walking, killing me will get you nowhere."
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[i]"Good, then you won't mind if do this"[/i] [b]He hits a button, as he mans armor literally walks over to him He steps into it, and it deals around him JT found himself hanging another foot and half in the air, as the cargo hold doors open, revealing the vacuum of space [/b]
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"But why? Why simply kill me, when I could provide a benefit?" [i]he asks, turning into a shimmering pile of blackness, that eventually collapsing and landing on the floor, where he reshapes [/i]
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[i]"I don't trust a man that's cocky, let alone doesn't speak"[/i] [b]He turns, raising an arm as the plates in his back shift A stock is seen, as he grabs a large LMG, and takes aim at JT[/b] [i]"Now talk, before I fill you with lead"[/i]
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"What's to say, sir? What did you need?" [i]he asks, still confident but hiding it[/i]
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[i]"Where the hell I am, and who you are"[/i]
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"You've been fouls floating on this ship, near my warship, the NWH Gladius. I am JT, leader of the NWH, a private military"
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[i]"That's better, and why did you wake me?"[/i] [b]He doesn't move, his intentions clear Either talk, or lose half of his body[/b]
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"I was curious about why you were in my airspace, and had went to investigate. I woke you to try and get some answers"
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[i]"Your getting none"[/i]
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"I had guessed so. All I ask is that you leave my ships alone, and me alive"
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[i]"And all I ask is passage aboard your ship"[/i]
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"That I can accept. Though I do have a few rules for the safety of my soldiers"
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[i]"I could care less Don't piss me off, you'll live to see tomorrow"[/i]
