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 Posted: Tue Feb 22, 2011 5:01 pm
((Yeah, um, I've decided to wait for Alpha and Gamma to post a little, I don't want to leave them in the dust. Sorries.))
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Posted: Tue Feb 22, 2011 5:09 pm
(( Thats fine by me~
Sorry, i didn't realise we had gammer D:
Thats good we have him now o u o ))
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Posted: Tue Feb 22, 2011 5:09 pm
Soma "Stranger" Serveal Resistance Scout  "....This is stranger...The sector seems clear." Came a voice minced with the wind tearing across the rooftop. "Roger that, return until we can reassign you." The buzzing voice was like music to the mans ears as he closed the respirator on his face and sighed softly. "Taking the long way home Stranger?" Asked the voice on the other end of the comm link, to this the man smiled looking out on all the building that surrounded him. "Do you really have to ask?" He muttered before bounding forward and leaping off the roof top, his body gracefully flipping as he landed on the smaller roof below.
His body rocketed forward, his legs carrying him off one roof top and onto the other. His garb gave him away, and it was easy to see that he had not grown up in the confines of the city. Goggles hugged his face, his eyes displaying on monitors back at the resistance headquarters, and it had become a game to see just how high of a gap he could clear. Skidding to a stop, he looked over the edge of the building and whistled into the respirator. "Finally trapped..." Asked the voice on the other end of the comm link, the faint laughter banishing his doubts as the man picked up the pace. "Stranger....I don't think you should...." Started the voice, a staff floating up into the mans hand and extending, the weapon planting into the ground and sending him flying through the sky at break neck speed. The man looked up after landing, the sounds of laughter and excitement erupting from his comm link before he shuts it off and sighs.
"This is the life right....?" He muttered to himself before dropping off the side of a small building and landing heavily on the ground. Sliding into a back alleyway, he sinks into the the base without a second thought. The same dark corridors greeted him, and he sighed walking down the hallway to turn in his report for the evening.
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Posted: Tue Feb 22, 2011 5:14 pm
Amaya
Delta Systems Specialist Amaya looked up as she heard Damian's voice say her name, the girl blushing lightly. "Sorry Damian, I'm just trying to figure something out in these notes. I've noticed lately that Omega's output in her left arm seems...limited." The girl said, trailing off as she pulled out another piece of paper and compared it. "When I was Omega's handler, she had no physical issues other than the occasional beating from Alpha." She started, showing a graph to Damian before pulling out a chart she had recently made. "But in the last few battles I've observed her in, it looks like output in her left arm has severely decreased, while the right has increased significantly, while the other three have had both arms increase in strength steadily over the last few years." She concluded, showing him the new graph. "I think something might be wrong with her left arm, I'd like to get a closer look if I could..." She murmured, her true science nerd shining through as she thought about the implications.
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Posted: Tue Feb 22, 2011 5:26 pm
 I'll A L W A Y S be just who you W A N T me to be
and keep my tongue in my cheek
a H O P E L E S S romantic, you'll N E V E R see
cause you're not in on the joke. He grabbed the small gun with two fingers an looked at it he made a small smile and nodded his thanks before producing his sword, "This needs upgraded, The plasma battery's almost out and I need a new one. also I'm going to need the damage output increased." HE said looking around, his eyes falling on the large machine in the center of the room, he silently wondered what it was before deciding it wasn't currently his concern. "Also I need you to fix my Cam Jacket the I don't know what's wrong with it". He touched the button on his jacket's sleeve it briefly changed into an epsilon corp lab uniform before disappearing into a blur of static. He smiled, " You know we really appreciate the work you do, I know half of my missions probably wouldn't have succeeded without something or another that came from you." He gave a smile once more.
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Posted: Tue Feb 22, 2011 5:27 pm
Damian Cain
Second-in-Command  Damian relaxed when he saw her blue, easily falling into a smile as he held up a hand to show it was no big deal. Stepping up to her shoulder, he looked over it to the notes she held, not fully understanding all of it, but some of it did. "Limited?" He murmured as his brows furrowed, tilting his head ever so slightly.
He fell quiet as she spoke, looking over the graph with a slight frown. Huh, that was rather.... odd. "If there is something wrong, she's probably over-compensating with her right arm, hence it's increase in use." He thought aloud, taking the new graph from her. "Well, I know we were thinking of making a run to the bastards door somewhat soon. And if we were to try to capture any of the Delta Systems, Omega would be the best choice. She's the most compassionate. All the others would most likely not turn to our cause." He told her with a small smirk since he figured she might like that little piece of news.
"If nothing else, I can talk it over with the chief and see what the verdict is." He offered, realizing he didn't want to fully crush her hopes in case things didn't work out. Though he really doubted that would be the case since they needed something on their side to make the playing field more even.
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ShadowLadyRaven Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Feb 22, 2011 5:42 pm
Amaya
Delta Systems SpecialistNodding, Amaya pulled out another piece of paper and handed it to Damian when she was sure it was the one she was looking for. "Even though Omega is the most compassionate, like her siblings, she doesn't understand emotion as far as I know. They all can understand what emotions are, but they don't understand the feeling of emotions themselves. So even if Omega would be the most likely candidate, I would still advise extreme caution. I've known her to become extremely violent in times of crisis, even if these events are far and few. When we were instructed on restraining our assigned systems though when I first started out, the one solution that was always proven effective,even against Alpha, were constant, high doses of electricity to paralyze them. The needed amount of electricity would of course be greater now since they are older and stronger. But their biology far exceeds what they can handle and what a normal human being could handle. I'd need to do more research to find the correct amount of electricity to know what would restrain Omega and slow the others, so let me know what the verdict is when you find out." Amaya told him as she took all the paper back and put them away.
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Posted: Tue Feb 22, 2011 5:44 pm
"I will burn down those houses... L una Kirian "Its is my job" she said simply, smiling at him, "What kind of person would i be if i did it wrong" she admited to him before walking forward.
"You always run down the batterys fast" she sighed taking his sword out of his hands and turning back, quickly scanning her eyes over her suroundings, remembering where the batterys she'd modifyed were. Walking to a small box behind many other objects, she opened it and reteved the batterys. Quickly removing the bottom of the sword with ease and removing the old ones and slotting the new ones in.
Luna looked back up at him and scanned the suit without touching,
"You'd probably need to remove it for me to fix it propally" she said pulling his arm up as she looked over the button, twisting his arm so her could look under it.
Luna saw he'd been looking at mechine she'd been working on and smiled, twisting her neck to look over her shoulder at it.
"Isn't it amazing" she said runnning her fingers down one of the bands of light that had indented itself into the mechines body. (( ))"...With my weapons of death"
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ShadowLadyRaven Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Feb 22, 2011 5:49 pm
Damian Cain
Second-in-Command Damian took the piece of paper that was offered, tilting his head a bit as he looked over it. He couldn't help but chuckle a little, brushing his hair back from his face. "Oh, believe me, we won't be making the mistake of underestimating her. We realize that half the time, things don't go according to plan." Once he was done looking over the paper, he handed it back to her with a nod.
"Electricity doses. Got it." He gave her a mock sort of salute as a poor sort of joke, but then bowed slightly. "I'll let you know as soon as I do. I can head on down that way anyways. I know I need to look over some mission reports anyway. Take care Amaya, keep up the good work." He gave her another smile and a wave before he started down one of the hallways that would lead to what was basically his office. And now for the joys of paper work. Huzzah. He thought sarcastically to himself, beginning to whistle a tune as he went once more.
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Posted: Tue Feb 22, 2011 5:58 pm
Amaya
Delta Systems SpecialistAmaya smiled and just gave Damian a simple nod. "Don't work too hard." She called after him jokingly before she went off to retrieve her data pad so she could enter the information she had just given Damian. It was lots of observation and graphing for Amaya, though she didn't mind. The fact that she was once a Delta System handler actually made her job much easier than it would for someone else who had only what they recently observed. Amaya had several years of first hand experience. She took a seat in the hallway to do her work, deciding it was the best place to get her work done while also being ready incase of emergency.
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Posted: Tue Feb 22, 2011 6:05 pm
Soma "Stranger" Serveal Resistance Scout Soma placed a electric tape from his goggles on the counter of the main desk, it was customary that no one was present and his simply shrugged it off as he turned in his assignment and took a new tape. The next tape would be used tomorrow on his run, but until then he was free to do as he wished. Reaching his hand up he removed the respirator, plumes of fresh oxygen flowing from the release valves as he removes it. The device was badly beaten up, and the markings were from a wasteland tribe that he once took refuge in. "You guys sure knew how to live..." He muttered continuing down the hallway to the rooms designated for training. Those rooms were his home away from home, and it was often the place where he would meet many of those he knew. Turning into the room, he saw that as per usual he was not alone in the enclosed room. "Excuse me." He said in a low tone before passing the woman to the other side of the room.
Soma removed a lighter from his pocket, the metal having seen better days. He flicked open the lid striking the flame and as the object burned he took a deep breath before tossing it into the air. As the lighter ascended to the earth his body spun, the staff extending to catch the lighter on the end of the weapon flame side up. He smiled before flicking the lighter up, his staff spinning around his body and ending up straight up and down. The lightered bounced on the end of his staff, the flame still burning vibrantly. A fiendish smile crossed his face when he revealed that only a finger was holding the two objects afloat. His hand knocked up the staff, both objects fluttering through the air as he flipped under both objects doing the splits on the ground. The staff landed on his chin, the lighter toppling down to rest on his forehead. It took only moments before he knocked up the staff, the lighter tightly clenched in his teeth as he catches the weapon and spins it around. "Beautiful..." He says dropping the lighter into his hand and stretching out.
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Posted: Tue Feb 22, 2011 6:20 pm
Evette Barabella
Assassin  Flicking the handle of the blade around, she spun and ended up striking the air twice, making that the 30th dead body in her minds eye. Now she paused to take another sip of water, turning away from the door as she did so. Exhaling slowly, she wiped more sweat from her brow, replacing her mask over the lower half of her face.
She gripped the handles to her daggers as she sensed movement just outside the door, turning her head enough so she could see it was just their scout returning from the outside. She nodded to him, now taking the time to stretch completely. Out of the corner of her eye, she watched him spin and twirl, an elegant dance with his weapon and the flame. It made her smirk beneath her mask to see such mastery.
Ok... Daggers out of the way, now the whip. Walking over to her bag nearby, she replaced her two daggers and pulled out a whip from within it. The blade at the tip glinted in the light, uncoiling it slowly as she moved away so she had space from the wall and her things. She wasn't too worried about Soma since he was on the other side of the room. She checked it for any impurities in it's length. Good. Lifting her arm up, she began to spin it above her head, then stepping forward with a deafening crack following as she lashed out. Now she moved fluidly, and rapidly, the whip flowing parallel with her before suddenly moving counter clockwise as it again let out a crack. She allowed for the need to give the weapon enough momentum and pull with the ways it needed to move. She caught it in her hands at one point, then threw them out again, aiming a few kicks here and there, the loud sound resounding in the gyms space.
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ShadowLadyRaven Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Feb 22, 2011 6:40 pm
Soma "Stranger" Serveal Resistance Scout Stopping for a moment, his eyes followed the woman as she worked. Whips always fascinated him, but his training was to simply keep him alive. The sound seemed to stimulate him, and it was then that he noticed his breathing had become heavy. Removing the respirator from his belt, he quickly applied it to his face once more. A hiss of air seemed to fill the brief silence in the room, and the air he had grown used to now flowed through his lungs again. The wastes would change anyone, that was of course if anyone still lived in the wastes. When he was drafted everyone he knew had been slaughtered for city space. The once beautiful land he had come to love was replaced with the urban jungle he now scouted. That fact alone made him feel betrayed as he rose up gazing at the end of his staff.
The weapon retracted as he simply stopped to watch the death dealer work. Of course she would not be able to see his eyes through the dusty goggles he always seemed to wear. It had been years since he had taken the life of another, but watching one so skilled in the art seemed to bring back old war stories. "Shear beauty..." He whispered leaning back on his hands completely lost in the movements and memories. His blood was flowing, and he all the sudden felt like returning to the urban sprawl to just enjoy running across the rooftops.
Soma flicked the lid of the lighter out of habit, his scruffy appearance not appearing to bother their prised assassin. This brought a smile to his face as he closed the lighter and sighed. "I always admired those devoted to their work." He says slipping the lighter into his coat pocket and flashing a smile. For the first time in quite a while Soma lifted his goggles, his grey eyes gazed out on the fine work of the assassin.
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Posted: Tue Feb 22, 2011 6:59 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxEiji  Eiji nods at the receptionist, a fake smile, as he leaves the building, carrying a weighty suitcase. As he pushes open the glass door, he can only feel the stare of the unfortunate girl as he leaves. Unfortunately, he naturally rubbed people up the right way; in order to optimise co-operation. Shaking his head, he leaves the building, and touches a finger to his left earlobe.
"Gamma reporting in; I'm just leaving now; half a million richer."
His current assignment was to secure funding from a larger factory within the city, in order to further increase the size of Epsilon's money pool. There was always opportunity to negotiate, especially if the other option is to kill, and Eiji was the perfect operative for the job.
He places the case into a vehicle waiting outside the building, and climbs in; pulling the door shut behind him. The waiting driver doesn't bother to ask for a destination, and simply pulls away.
As the car moves silently through the busy streets, Eiji rests his head back, and sighs, his mind drifting to his 'siblings'. They were as close to family as you could get; even if they never really acted like it.
'Something is changing'
He closes his eyes, allowing his mind to wander for the brief time it takes to return back to headquarters. Surprisingly brief actually; Eiji almost jumps as the car shudders to a halt. Shaking his head, he thanks the driver, and climbs out. He quickly adjusts the suit he's wearing before wandering into the lobby, and depositing the case on the desk.
"Done."
((Could somebody give me a quick update? Sorry this took so long. >.< Also, any characters free to interact? ;D ))
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ShadowLadyRaven Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Feb 22, 2011 7:06 pm
Evette Barabella
Assassin It was a dance, a wild dance. A dance she had not done in a while. Grimacing, she spun forward and lunged, sending the whip forward with one last, resounding crack. The tip fell to the ground, her one arm arcing in the air above her head, both legs bent low. Blinking, she realized that she did not hear the small sounds of the lighter hitting the staff, and she straightened, looking over to the scout. Bowing her head respectfully, she started to coil up her whip to replace it in the bag.
She paused, realizing that perhaps he preferred quiet when he trained, and the whip was rather loud. Turning to face him across the room, she bowed her head slightly again. "Forgive me if I was distracting you, I probably should have asked if you preferred quiet when you are here." She called, brushing her hair back into place as sweat made her skin hold a sort of glow.
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