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 Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2005 6:15 pm
*The streets were barren, not much of anything but streets between the tower and library*
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2005 6:31 pm
*Nana reaches the base of the north tower*
o.o
...door?
*Nana searches around for the entrance, or any entrance for that matter*
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2005 6:34 pm
*Around the base of the tower were several large shutter doors, the kind often found on a car garage. The grounds around it were also steel and looked as if they could open. There is a normal door on each side*
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2005 6:42 pm
*Nana walks over to one of the doors and tries to open it, hoping it to be unlocked*
>_>
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2005 6:48 pm
*The door was open. Immediately inside there was a balcony that went all the way around the massive room. several feet below there were thousands of bots on standby. Oh yes, Mastema could very well go to war if he had multiple battalions like this*
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2005 7:00 pm
*Nana looks over the balcony*
o.o;
Oh my... Well... I guess all things have to start small.
*Nana finds a some stairs and slowly begins to walk down into the depth of the machines*
>.>
So many...
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2005 7:05 pm
*All the assembled bots were standing neatly. Around the edges of the floor were pieces of robots*
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2005 7:10 pm
*Nana blinks, and looks around for something not yet completed*
<.<
Hmm...
>.>
Hmm...
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2005 7:14 pm
*luckily, there was one half assembled robot sitting off in the corner. It was deactivated. It's disassembled limbs were scattered around it*
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2005 7:28 pm
*Nana didn't spot it at first, she was looking at all the levels of robotics, and how far they went down*
>.>
Goodness.
*Nana does eventually notice the half assembled robot. She looks around for a tool box, and workers clothes*
>>;
<<;
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2005 8:01 pm
*Most of the work here was done by machines, so there weren't too many things to work with. At most there were some aprons laying around an a disorganized tool cabinet*
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2005 8:10 pm
*Nana grabs 2 aprons, and ties one around her front and back to keep her robes clean, should something happen*
>.>
Hnn...
*Nana wanders over to the cabinet, and brings out a small work box. She piles pretty much everything into it, then is lucky enough to find a pair of gloves aswell. With that taken care of, Nana puts the goves on and takes the box over to the robot, setting it down, then going about to fetch various limbs lying around*
>.>
This... and this.... oh that might work... no, this one doesn't look right...
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2005 8:22 pm
*Nana gathers several limbs before returning. She sits down beside the half constructed robot; it would possibly be hours before seeing any results, and before Nana surfaced again. Her book is nearby to reference what she needed. Nana feels a sharp zap through one of her fingers*
>.o
Ouch... live wire.
*Nana shakes it off then finally settles in, and gets to work*
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2005 8:25 pm
Lan was still sitting in the same place he had been for a few weeks now, the dust was coating the giant and everything around him. Even in the twilight hours of the night the house shone as if it was day light inside. There was two sources of light, one was Lan who was radiating a soft silver color and the other was Nal who was blazing, powerfully, with flames scortching all around him. Both were in a deep medative trance.
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Posted: Tue Jan 11, 2005 5:57 pm
*The mech seemed completely at Nana's disposal*
Hmm hmm hmm..... *He chuckles to himself as he looked over all the machines, tubes, and devices around the room before turned to the table which Focht was strapped to. He had been stripped of all but his undergarment clothing, as well as his weapons. They were now on sub level 3*
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