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 Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2008 8:44 pm
"#150, calm down. Don't attack her." Perrian said to #150 and charged a healing spell in his right hand which was ready to be shot at Dautsua. "Calm down. If you attack her I'll just heal her. There is no use in attacking us. Calm down."
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2008 8:56 pm
Threat perceived…entering battle mode. As the glowing hand was pointed at Daustua her hands instinctively transform into her massive metal claws. Angry tears where streaming down the sides of Daustua’s face. “He’s a weapon, Perrian. Don’t you get it? He was made for the same purpose I was. Though his case they succeeded more than they ever could have hoped, the damn dead fools. They have awakened a relic of destruction from the past that never should have left its grave.”
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2008 8:59 pm
"Daustua, calm down. Lets be reasonable and don't jump right into battle. Calm down." Perrian said and got inbetween Daustua and #150.
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2008 10:01 pm
#150 starts to look frustrated, “OK its simple at this point. I’m going back to the ruins. Are you getting in my way or not?” evil
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2008 10:04 pm
"And what are you going to do at the ruins?" He asked #150.
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2008 10:14 pm
"He will go back their and discover he is a hoax. That he is not really a 3 or whatever. That he is a man that had his memories and body tampered with by a lost technology that a group of scientists incorporated into him. He actually still believes he's a 3, searching for orders from a 2 that hasn't existed in Hundreds if not thousands of years. What will happen when he reaches the ruins and realizes its all just a Lie, I don't know. But I can assure by this pile of bodies he will hurt anyone who gets in his way."
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2008 10:17 pm
Perrian sighed, knowing that Daustua was correct. He moved out of the way of Daustua's line of sight to see #150. He was now standing beside Djanni and Daustua. "If you will hurt people to get there you'll need to hurt and kill us first, #150"
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Posted: Sun Jan 13, 2008 2:17 am
*Djanni cocks her head, really looking at #150 for the first time. She places a reassuring hand on Daustua's shoulder and motions her to silence while speaking to Perrian*
"Perhaps not, master Perrian. I do not think this #150 is so different than me. Tell me, #150; if you wished, do you think you could oppose your stated purpose?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 13, 2008 9:46 am
#150 looks at this new speaker for a moment. “I may be made to work a certain way but my actions are still my decision to some extent. And I already know that there are no 2nds here to order me. My civilization disappeared long ago. At this point it seems to me that the only thing I can do for my own civilization is to guard its runes and prevent another 3rd from being created in a world where we don’t belong. If you wish I will promise to leave here and head straight for the runes and not harm anyone on the way that is not an immediate thread to myself. Once I’m there though, no one will be allowed to enter that place. If they do they will get one warning before I destroy them without question. Either that or we can just fight; honestly I would not really mind.”
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Posted: Sun Jan 13, 2008 10:01 am
Perrian nodded. "I think we can trust you. Sorry for not trusting you before. #150, you may go to your ruins in peace as long as you promise to not hurt or kill anyone that doesn't attack you first. And please, don't try to kill."
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Posted: Sun Jan 13, 2008 10:21 am
*Djanni smiles*
"It is a rare wisdom that tells a man he is only what he makes of himself. Please, go in peace..." *she hesitates.* "I do not wish to continue calling you by some number as though you were merely an object. Have you not even the faintest idea of your name? Perhaps there is a name you would like to use?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 13, 2008 11:04 am
Daustua felt her nerves calm a bit as Djanni placed her hands on her shoulder and she obeyed her beckon. She still did not trust this man. Letting one who considered himself a weapon run loose still seemed too dangerous to her. But at least he might serve a purpose if he did indeed do what he said and it didn’t seem to be in the nature of one who thought himself a self a tool to lie. He would stop other fools from making the same mistake that brought him into existence…and herself. It occurred to Daustua that they might not be that different. She had no guarantee that what they used on him wasn’t the same thing they used on her. No, that cannot be. I am Daustua, a military mech mechanic. I will never be just a mere weapon…never.
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Posted: Sun Jan 13, 2008 11:15 am
He looks at her confused “I could not have ever had a name, since I was created that’s all they have called me. I’m not really sure what I would like to be called. Since my creation I have been stuck in this big metal room. ‘Metal’ perhaps, if there is something you would like to call me feel free. Names mean little to me in the end.”
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Posted: Sun Jan 13, 2008 11:42 am
*Djanni shakes her head*
"No, I think I shall call you 'Dayanand'. It means "one who takes delight in being compassionate" in my people's tongue. I offer it to you as a mantra. It is not the name that is important, but what it stands for. Go in peace; perhaps we shall meet again someday, under more enlightened circumstances."
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Posted: Sun Jan 13, 2008 6:09 pm
“Very well then, I as 'Dayanand' will take my leave now.” With that he walks past you all and leaves the room threw the stairs.
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