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Brian grinned, and finally looked at the guy. "I will need a small belt satchel of curency for the continent in the west, a hooded cloak or robe, a wrist rap with 5 throwing kinves, extra knives, a combat knife, and a map of the continent to the west", he replied in a highpitched voice. Then, he stretched himself, and grinned.
"Oh boy, seems like a load of trouble. Let's go and check out the simulator room first, shall we?"
He simply turned around, pressed a few buttons on his handheld, and started to walk towards the Room.
"ok, as far as I would say, from the equipment you deccided to choose, some kind of medieval town. Good,then most of the normal stuff is outdated or overtech-level. "
he opened the door, and watched in a vietnamese jungle. Sighing, he clodsed it, pressed some more buttons, and opened it again, this time stepping in.
"ah, just forgott to implement the query. Ok, this is Santa for the grown up kids...."
Brian stepped next to a desk, and fiddled with his computer. Tpo an outsider, it must look like some version of Santas little workshop meets lobo meets hells Angels meets Fear and Loathing in las vegas. dozens of weirdlooking baskets, cupboards, closets and sacks full of Guns, ammo, booze, german hardcore pornography, big bags of Weed, and for some reason, stuffed pink donkeys with straw hats. Green lizzardlike creatures with big eyes and ears that were pointy ran around, and did a variety of things.
he noticed how the Guy had stepped in, and nodded quite a bit.
"Yes, yes, that seems good. Ok, lets start our tour. "
He grabbed a big army duffle bag, and started to walk past the variety of objects. he grabbed a big leather belt, and threw it in the bag.
"Yes, that fits. It is a german Geldkatze, practically indestructible for Thieves, and pocket cutters. Lined on the inside with good standart issue rust prooved chain metal....Holds up to 3 liters of content, pretty much watertight. Simply, around your waist, opening pointing to your belly, and you are set. "
he threw the thing in, and went on. From a sack of goodies, he pulled out a big brown Duster, and weighed it in his hand.
"Yes, good quality duster. Keeps you warm and cool at the same time. Totally leather, yet bulletproof because of a nice kevlar inlay...stopps small caliber fire, most cut wounds, and is even fire resistant to a small degree. . I think you are not a Hat-person, you are a hood person. So....."
He threw the Duster in the bag, and waddled into the section where multiple metal things and contraptions lay on tables, and picked up something that looked like some kind of metal scorpion.
"AAh yes, that will be helpfull. I mean, i see how these kids from today totally circlejerk around the Idea of being a ninja, so I have copied this from a Dr. schwanzo design. Basically, hand goes under the belly of the beast, the legs are just there to secure the device on the arm. Nor, one finger goes into each of the two mandibles, just imagine them something like triggers. left trigger"
he pressed the left trigger, and a big slim steel blade slid out of the scorpion, nearly half as long as tech's arm. He grinned.
"left trigger produces a steel sword, 30 cm blade, scary like heck.... to pull it back in, simply press the trigger again. "
he did so, and the blade disappeared. Then, he pointed at one of the goblins, and pressed the right mandible trigger. the Scorpion fluuuushed, and spat out a big metal knife, with a barely audible clang,that hit the Goblin right in the head. The Goblin disappeared in a puff, but the knife stayed.
"Metal blades. Only room for six in the whole thing, but it is worth the advantage. Mine are lightweight, and very good quality, so just to be sure, I am giving you 5 magazines...."
He threw the clips and the loose knife in the bag.
"I designed them for replacability, so any blacksmith could make you a few, if he has got enough iron. Ok,what else do you need..... AAh....."
He pulled out two wristwraps off a heap of stuff. They were filled with purely Iron throwing knives, which looked a lot like the knives the scorpion had shot.
"Basically, the same modell as the knives you saw, only a little heavier. basic naruto-esque design, straight blade, and a ring on the end. OOh, how I hate this knobhead, but I have to admit some of the shows Ideas are actually pretty good. So, two wraps..... ok, and I suggest you use them sparely, I will give you thirty of the second kind. "
He threw everything in the big bag, and continued. he grinned, and pulled some goggles from a chest, complete with something that looked like a handcrank, a knee bracelett, and a miniature mike. he wiggles them in front of Shadows eyes.
"one of my later genius inventions. Basically, a datareader with an integrated half-lithium display to cope with visual data, including a little antenna for reccieving radio signals, and also Wifi. To power it, use the handcrank for an hour, or put on the knee bracelett, and walk for 30 minutes.... when it is green, put on the bracelett, and if you have your eyes, it will start. Pretty simple retina scan,just to be sure. Integrated camera, 6x zoom, night vision, heat vision, microphone, video conferencing, and two way radio including cellphone. Two MMs-Flashcards give it up to 4 gig's of space, just in case you need to save a lot of footage. "
Brian grimassed, and carefully put it in the bag.
"Ok, this is extremely uncomfy, because this has one kind of undocumented feature in it. I think it will be handy for undocumented reports and stuff. Just, save the data you want, in any frmat you like,, be it audio, video, and photographed text, and press send. Then, if the device is fully loaded, and the gate is within reach, it should transmit a good fullblown report. I will be able to send data back the same way. By the way,since it is mostly voice activated, it would be not too wise to use it in front of several neanderthalians. Map is on that device as a JPEG, simple to navigate as well. Plus,in exchange for the device, I expect lots of exotic photoshoots. Well, I will better include a manual....."
he threw it in the bag, and walked on. he pulled some books out of the caskets, and threw them into the bag as well .
"Most people tend to get nervous, but i allways suggest a good book with very soft pages. Ah, Tolstois war and peace, extralong. In you go, mate. You can never be too sure whe you need some entertainment, and with its soft pages,you can read, rip and wipe,if you get my drift. Ok, OOh, and this is a good one. . . The 2008 Issue of Sports illustrated, extreme variety of nice and healthy wanking material for every preference possible. . High quality paper, and even smells non-sticky.You might call me a pervert, but I tell ya: pron is the absolute best currency you can have. easy to use, easy to hide, and allways appreciated. OOh, and this is also an essential one. Paladin press and CIA's unvoluntary lovechild, the anarchists handbook of dirty tricks for survival in dire situations. OOh, I just love all three books of them. tells you mainly some DIY-stuff, everything from getting drugs from bananas to making blackpowder with batshit and a lighter to how to treat the shits. OOh, that brings me to the next part...."
he grinned, grabbed a big bag, and put it in the duffle bag.
"Standart issue survival kit. just packed it full of the stuff we have here, so no problems. Also, never know when you might find something you need in there...."
He looked at the guy,sighed,and threw a little black sack in the bag.
"Man, I am not into this whole Q-part, or anything, but I think I got it pretty much covered. So, in this sack is as a last resort some weed,standart gas lighters and standart tobacco. Plus,a little pipe. Now, I am not promoting druguse or anything, but you have to admit that it can pretty much soften up any kind of conversation or.... meeting you may be in. "
He grinned, and stuffed the bag in the surprised hands of the Shadow guy.
"by the way, soldier, you should bring me back my glasses. Ful of nice exotic pictures. If not, you will have to face me coming to get your dirty little a** and said goggles, and then the name of the day is pain. "
He grinned at him, and rolled his eyes.
"oh yes, currency.... I would suggest half usual currency, half valuable trinketts. Like gold rings. Something you can just grab and sell, if you catch my drift. Sadly, the simulator room can not reproduce valuable stuff, so i would suggest either asking the captain for it,or in the accountants lodge.
So, anything moore you need?"

It was a lot of information he was being given, and perhaps more gear than he thought he might need. He took it all in calmly, and nodded periodically so the tech would know he was listening and paying attention.

When the Tech was done with the explanations and his excitement to show off some of the gear, Shadow asked a simple question. "Really quick sir, about the imaging device, are the charging units removeable? Thank you for the extra devises, I apreciate the help." He then started out with the bag, but paused for the answer. He would go back to his room to take a closer look at the gear.

((So sorry, I was busy for once yesterday.))

Ace, who was still running backwards in front of Yue, stops running at the same time Yue does. "Previous scans of the canopy shows that there is nothing. But there are many factors that where hindering my ability, like the thick foliage and the unfamiliar terrain." He took of his sunglasses and closed his left eye, which is the one that is not mechanical. The other one glows red and slowly back and forth. "Scanning, infrared vision." A couple seconds later, "I have detected something, switching to normal vision, zooming in." A few seconds after that he puts back on his dark tinted sunglasses.

(I never described the sunglasses so, I probably should now.) The lenses on the sunglasses where wide but not tall and they had a very dark tint to them. Most light can't get through. They lenses are in the shape of a rectangle and, they are curved to block light coming from the sides. The rim is thin and is as black as the lenses.

"I have detected a life form, 16.4 meters out from where I am standing. Its human, around four feet, six inches. Age is around 70. Data collected has a four percent margin of error due to current conditions." He looked at Yue. "Its an old man..."

((I almost forgot about the android and Anima.... edit.))

"I don't have any trouble doing you in. To think that you would ever stand a chance is illogical. Regardless, hostility towards me wont make the machine work any faster than it is now." The android said calming down.

Steven, after giving his various weapons a quick once-over, tromped away towards the simulator. "Sorry about the delay, Phalanx. Just needed to get some equipment together. Now, shall we get this train wreck a-rollin'?" Steven took the stairs down three at a time, and occasionally took a quartet. For some reason, he seemed eager to get to the simulator, with very vaguely child-like excitement. Of course, it might have been a show, but the point was he was obviously looking forward to whatever it was that Brian had in store for them. His step had bounce, he wore a grin, and there was an odd gleam in his eye, as though this was the sort of thing he enjoyed.

Reaching the simulator room, Steven knocked, calling jovially, "Helloooooo? Anyone hooome?"

1911: 8/48
92FS: 15/75
P90: 50/300

ooc::O.e I need a freckin vacation. Cyrith weren't you a guy? xD


Xinrie blinked twice, holding her now swelling chin in an annoyed manner. "Er...Thanks." She grumbled whollly under her breath as she cointuned to rub her chin, her left eye twitching on occasion. She looked back at kaiirn, sighing as she did so. "Lucky us, eh?" If the thief had escaped, they'd have pone helluva a time, dealing with all the other thief murderer corp. She slowly beagn pushing her way back thorugh the crowd o the girl with the thief, her chin was definatly going to bruise.

Azora walked along, the hallway seemed short as she bounced her way to the simulator room. She reached into her pocket and pulled out her Ipod, shoved the ear plugs into her ears and hummed. Ahhhh, nothing like some good music with the awesomeness of being able to show of. Ali project started to sing and she practically fainted from delight, the perfect music for the almost perfect day.

Ready your weapon
Aller a la chasse
So that you may learn the basics of hunting out dreams
The Daphne flower eating into your fingers
The lullaby of the mother you have yet to see
And the burning rush of blood and nectar
Mingling together inside your body (In jap)

She sang out loud, in hush, a whisper, a breath of a voice, so that the entrancing lullaby would sound through the empty halls. She tiptoed so as not to make a sound, as if she had grown wings and were simply using them to lift her up. Yes the season of hell will surely come now. She shifted the white sash of the tied coffin on her back and sighed in content.

She walked behind her, though not really doing anything, she shifted the large gun in her hands, praying that she won't have to use it. They arrived soon enough, Azora on her high, perhaps even higher then just a moment ago.