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 Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2006 10:34 am
Far from his usual residence of John and Jane's cave, Cypher lay underneath the cool shade of a tree, currently involved in taking apart an abadoned human bike. So far he had the chain off, wrapped around his neck like some kind of odd necklace, and was working on removing various other useful parts.
Cypher had left the cave earlier, annoyed with John and his remarks about his puphood. He'd grow when the time came damnit, and even as a pup Cypher felt he was much more useful than that fool John. Growling to himself slightly, he continued his work.
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Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2006 9:20 pm
This place was new, this place was untainted, this place was as good as his. These were the thoughts that ran through the mind of Agent Smith as he smoothly walked around the fields. Soon he spotted a too familiar of a face to be coincidence...however it seemed the small pup hadn't noticed him just yet, so stealth was on his side. He snuck around the tree to the opposite side of the pup, making sure to be unseen, and making use of his tentacles nimbly and silently climbed up the tree. Agent Smith looked down at the pup trying to recall exactly who he was.
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Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2006 9:24 pm
Cypher was far too involved in his work to be cautious of his surroundings. Besides, who'd want to bother him anyway? Prying off another piece that could be useful later, the pup added it to his growing pile and went back to work.
The odd dreams still haunted Cypher...though he tried to ignore them. All this talk of another world confused the hell out of the pup, and he preferred to focus on the simpler pleasures of life.
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Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2006 9:34 pm
Smith sat there, he KNEW him, he did, he was absolutly sure of it. His name, what was it? Generally an Agent would think before acting, Smith liked to act and use his power of dominance to bend people to his will instead, much simpler really, over-thinking lead to flaws, free thought was a problem anyways.
Without warning Smith dropped down infront of the pup, crushing the rest of the bike under his weight and force. Extending his tentacles in a menicing way he stared at the pup, though it was really hard to tell with those dark glasses on.
"Your name. Now." This was no question, it was a demand.
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Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2006 9:39 pm
Cypher jumped about three feet in the air, letting out a rather loud yelp of surprise.
"What the?!?!?!"
The pup immediately scrambled back against the tree, staring up at Smith with wide eyes...only partially visible behind his own sunglasses. Body low to the ground, shaking slightly in fear, Cypher gave his answer.
"I-i-it's...C-cypher..."
Something tugged at him, trying to say that the being in front of him was familiar...but Cypher quickly shrugged it off. No way he met this monster before. Cypher tore his gaze away from Smith long enough to look down at the bike, the chain from the now crushed piece of metal still hanging around his neck.
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Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2006 9:48 pm
"Cypher is it?" That was it! He remembered who this was. "Ah..." he spoke as if he was just struck with inspiration. "Mr. Reagan, you seem to have forgotten me. That's a shame, it really is. You'd think I would make an impression on someone such as yourself." The larger male cracked his neck and inched forward off the now crushed bike. He wrapped one of his tentacles around the chain hanging from Cypher's neck and yanked on it. "Think Mr. Reagan. There is no way you could have forgotten a face like this." Errogance and dominance, these were his tools of the trade.
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Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2006 9:53 pm
Mr. Reagan? What the heck was this guy talking about?! Thoughts were interrupted however as the chain was given a sharp tug. The pup squirmed, desperate to keep his distance, while his body continued to quake in fear.
"I...d-don't know y-you...or a M-m-mr. R-reagan...."
Cypher attempted to yank himself away from the tentacle holding the chain.
"M-maybe it's s-s-some other p-pup?"
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Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2006 9:59 pm
This pup was either very stupid or playing stupid, either way, Smith wasn't going to be playing games anymore. He yanked harder on the chain "Do NOT toy with me Mr. Reagan! I know who you are now, and there is no mistaking that frightened stare of yours." Not a few minutes into their meeting and Smith was already losing his patiance with the pup. "Do you remember the term 'Agents', Mr. Reagan? I'm sure it's something you wouldn't soon forget."
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Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2006 10:03 pm
The pup whined, squirming and pawing at the chain to try and get it off.
"Agents?..."
Somewhere inside, a memory was starting to flicker. It wasn't enough though...the memories of what Smith was talking about were well hidden.
"I don't know! R-r-really!"
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Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2006 10:08 pm
Hmm...with all this interrogation still no progress. He must have really forgotten everything.
Perfect. A clean slate. Corruption was an inevitability.
Smith smirked,"Well then Mr. Reagan...what if I said you could have anything you wanted?" He slowly let go of the chain and moved his tentacles back to an unthreatening position.
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Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2006 10:11 pm
The pup coughed, pawing at the chain a bit more to loosen it back up.
"I t-t-told you...I'm Cypher..."
Ears perked however, at the mention of having anything he wanted.
"...anything?......."
It was, of course, risky to listen to promises of a monster such as Smith. But really what choice did he have? It wasn't like running was a possibility.
"...how?..."
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Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2006 10:19 pm
"How you ask? Simple, just do as I tell you, and you will have access to anything and everything you could ever wish for. There are endless possibilities." The smirk on Smith's face grew. "I am called Agent Smith. And you, my good friend, are Cypher Reagan."
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Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2006 10:24 pm
Cypher's body slowly stopped shaking. Despite the odd behavior of the Tala in front of him, the immediate threat seemed to be gone...and that was enough for Cypher to calm back down.
"Really?..."
It would sound too good to be true to anyone else, however Smith had caught Cypher in the prime of his puphood...and thus his most gullible days.
"Sounds good! er...Agent...Smith..."
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Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2006 10:31 pm
"Now, Mr. Reagan, since you have been in this area longer then I have, give me a tour. I need to familiarize myself with this place." Ah, manipulation, it was such a fun game.
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Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2006 10:36 pm
"err..okay!"
Alright, giving him a tour wouldn't be so hard. Cypher eyed his pile of bike parts for a moment...he'd have to come back for those later. Chain in tow, the pup started to walk off.
"Follow me!"
Cypher easily gave a tour of the surrounding area, showing the Agent the river and other various points of interest. He of course pointed out the path that would eventually lead one into the main meadow...
He, however, neglected to tell Smith of John and Jane's cave. Whether this was an act of protection or simply a wish not to mention them, Cypher left it out. Good thing too, since the inhabitants there had enough problems to worry about.
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