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[i]He hears a low, cold, metallic voice behind him, on another branch.[/i] "What'd you do to piss them off?"
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[i]Cryo didn't jump, but instead wiped the warm sweat of his body, smearing the grease across his chest.[/i] Took their wolf. That's all I'm sayin'... [i]He turns, gun in hand, but not pointed at the source of the voice.[/i]
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https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/79/c6/93/79c693f7ec222954c46981bd8f21d417.jpg http://www.365airsoftshop.com/images/airsoft_mask/Japanese%20Ghost%20King%20samurai%20Mask%20Gold.jpg [i] The voice belonged to a figure crouched on a branch, clad in slim black armor and a demonic ronin mask; a yin-yang symbol over crossed swords on his chest. Three katanas are sheathed at his hip: one is a brilliant white and gold, the second is a complete and all black, and the third is an olive green with a dragon head hilt. On the inside of his right wrist is a coiled red cobra ready to strike. [/i] "Wolf theft? That's a new one."
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[i]Cryo looked more interested in the figure's armour than anything, his eyes scanning up and down the sleek black metal.[/i] Yeah, not like they were gonna use it for anything.... besides dinner. It's special. I know it, and I'm more of a mechanic than anything. [i]Cryo looked ready to keep talking, but stopped.[/i] What's the armour made of?
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"Ceramic composite, titanium alloy, carbon fiber mesh, and something else." [i] He says with a grin in his tone.[/i]
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[i]Cryo flashed him a grin as well.[/i] Been looking into armour of my own. Stuff is tricky but me thinks I've got it. [i]He looks down beneath, the bandits still combing the area, oblivious of them in the treetops.[/i] So where you from space-ninja? Haven't seen much but bandits around.
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"Originally? Earth. You?"
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Same, space-ninja. Been one helluva time. But I find myself in this godforsaken land being chased by those bozos. [i]He looks below; they bandits had passed. He seems to relax a little, and then leans back a bit.[/i] Where all of ya comin' from any aways? Been here a month or two and haven't seen anything like you. Can't have come from Earth me guessin'.
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"I don't know about who else you've seen. I'm here just because I was looking for someone; in which I found her. Now it's only a matter of time before I leave."
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Leave? Where to? Place you headin' to acceptin' new people? [i]He seemed to jump at the opportunity, if there was any, looking at the masked man as if it was his last hope.[/i]
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"If you need a ride off the planet kid; just say so. Takes no effort on my part." [i] He crosses his arms over his chest.[/i]
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[i]His eyes gleamed with excitement[/i] Really? I-I'd really appreciate it, sir. But... ah... how big is your ship? I have some... [i]cargo[/i]... to take off the planet with me. A little project, you could call it.
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"I don't have a ship." [i] He says, a mischievous grin is practically heard through his mask.[/i]
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[i]Cryo gives him a look of curiosity[/i] Then how the 'ell we gonna get off this rock? And I ain't goin' anywhere without wolfy here, so it better be both of us goin'.
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[i] The figure draws one of his swords, the brilliant white and gold one; and slashes it vertically in front of him. It seemingly tears the air in front of him in half, leaving a swirling black and purple mass.[/i] "That's your ride. I can make it as big as needed for your cargo."
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[i]Cryo looked at the mass, not necessarily ready to go quite yet. Aenir jumped in without hesitation, along with complaints from Cryo.[/i] Darn that wolf... anyways, the cargo can't exactly... um.... be carried. I'll come back for it though. It's important, can't let the bandits find it. It's well hidden anyways. [i]Cryo hesitantly walks into the mass, not sure what to expect.[/i]
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[i] The portal was a self teleportation one; carrying Cryo wherever he wanted to go.[/i]
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[i]Cryo imagined something he heard before; "FN", not too sure what it was, he was interested, and imagined a place that would take him near what it was[/i]
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[i] He arrives at a makeshift encampment of people hanging around; some bandaging wounds, others cleaning weapons or having a drink. The man from before appears next to him.[/i] "FN impromptu base."
