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In the garage, the land raider laid in ruins, it's parts strewn across the room. Hydrualic fluids gushed across the cold floor. In fact, it was not only the land raider, but all of the vehicles in the room. The lab was also in a similiar state. The suits were torn to shreds by some unknown assailant, metallic strips of shrapnel still smoking in the germ-free room. Apparently, if this were a dream, then the nightmare had not ended.

Test tubes of the mind altering chemical Biocynth Z was broken across the ventilation system. This could explain the memory loss of the XTI militia members, as Biocynth Z was designed to erase memories. That is probably why no one remembers what happened the day before. Who had done all this? It was uncertain. What had become of that monster that escaped from the labs? Also uncertain. What WAS certain, was that the underground labs were still in ruins, and that a pair of sinister eyes never stopped watching through the darkness.

Indeed, I think it would. *Puts a check mark next to it*

good evening...

The new recruit wandered across from the garage. He stood in front of the man he supposed was in charge, and stood to attention crisply. He raised his right hand to his temple, and stood while saluting for a long time. He had no intentions of dropping his arm until he was saluted back, and stood in the slight breeze, his rags waving in the wind. This was his only hope at a future. Eberywhere he went, something went wrong, but his soldiering skills may come in useful now.

Noticing that he had recieved no salute back from the commanding officer, he threw his arm down to his side, and stepped backwards once. He then saluted again, held for three seconds, and then dropped his arm. He then turned to the one who had saluted him. He did not know why he had been saluted, but he returned the compliment, and saluted back. It seemed strange saluting this person. After all, he was of the same rank, and so there was no need. But he needed to impress to get their attention. After he had finished his salute, he said in a low voice "My name is Private Farrow. I need not know your name." He stepped back one pace, turned on his heel, and again returned to his commanding officer, waiting to be acknowledged.

sorry fo my lack of acknowlegement soldier....

"Excellent. He has good RPing sense unlike others present. stare He's a bit stiff necked but I think its managable. A sniper though? mmm... he is arrogant isn't he? Also triggerhappy and gives a very odd salute... I like him!!! Dr. Karazuma, Do you know if the latest shipment of supplies has come in? I have a fun new item on order and I'm anxious to see if its gotten here..."

*Gives an old roman salute and walks out of the room muttering something to himself about failure to conform to a life of nonconformity*