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 Posted: Sat Jun 06, 2009 11:49 pm
"No, Gallagher is mine!" TC-00 yelled back, twisted his neck to shout at Joe. Joe noticed that when TC-00 talked, his mouth and a metallic tongue within it moved. Gallagher took this opportunity to punch TC-00, sending him flying. He slid along the ground next to Joe. "Go inside, get as many prisoners as you can, and keep the angels away from them. I'll take out the abomination's avatar," he instructed as he stood.
"A fire burns within me, no weaker than within you, my fine friend!" he yelled, leveling his katana at the Coalition officer. "Gallagher! Have at thee!" He rushed forward and Joe felt the air being manipulated around him.
Roland babbled.
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Posted: Sat Jun 06, 2009 11:53 pm
Joe relayed the question as he began to move towards the back, where Gallagher had previously prevented him from going.
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Posted: Sat Jun 06, 2009 11:57 pm
Joe realized what was happening a moment later.
Water condensed into balls in the air around him, and moved into the area of the intense close-range fight between TC and Gallagher. TC launched a spike into Gallagher's elbow, sliding it beneath the plate. Gallagher roared in frustration.
Roland mused, a little calmer now.
Iblis added.
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2009 12:01 am
Nice to hear from you again, Sir, Joe thought. In the meantime, he headed to the door and went to find whatever prisoners he could. Gallagher and TC would be busy for a while, so Joe could come back for them.
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2009 12:03 am
Iblis replied.
Joe entered a building and saw a very familiar face in the reception area. The vampire he'd freed earlier stood before him, his gun on a table beside him.
"Ah, there he is now. Guns down, everyone." Several vampires and werebeasts dropped their weapons to the floor. The unarmed ones from the first base stood up behind a makeshift barrier. "I warned 'em about you in advance," he explained.
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2009 12:07 am
"Thanks for the help, then," Joe said. "This could have turned out very messy."
He turned to the others. "Now then, out in that room over there, an Avatar and a very peculiar cyNet3 cyborg are dueling to the death, and I plan to join them pretty soon. The Angels are on their way, so you might want to hurry and get out of here. I'll cover your escape, as long as you promise not to hurt any more innocents. If you do...well, the Captain here can tell you what I'll do to you. Now get going. Don't engage anyone, just run. cyNet3 is in the area."
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2009 12:11 am
"It's not like we make a point of harming innocents," the Captain replied, a little irritated. "But now's not the time for that. Guys, let's move out." He picked his gun up.
"We'll never make it if cyNet3 is right outside," another one - a werebeast, it seemed, and an officer from this bunker - objected.
"No, we will," a Sage interjected. "Everyone, grab your weapons. Until we meet again, Mr. Simpson." The robed Sage tilted his head at Joe as he walked out a side door, the surrendered soldiers following.
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2009 12:13 am
Joe nodded after them, then turned to head back to the fight.
He was hoping they would be at the next site, so that it would be just as easy.
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2009 12:20 am
Joe encountered no such luck, but they surrendered after he incinerated a couple of them. It seemed that Beijing's general Cabal defenses were collapsing and morale was falling across the city. It might have been related to the armada of cyNet3 and Angel cruisers, even if they were mostly fighting Tyrgani craft rather than Coalition craft.
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2009 12:28 am
Joe stood on top of some rubble, using his mana sense to find his next target. He took off, hoping to hurry so that he could possibly get back to his man-fight.
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2009 12:35 am
Joe encountered similar situations at the next two bunkers.
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2009 12:40 am
Joe began to grow bored. Maybe he could fight a boss or something.
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2009 1:17 pm
Fyrin had been busily filing his fingernails.
He took a moment to third-eye TC-00, checking for a soul - that's how magic would be formed, right? He then proceeded to move out to catch up with Joe.
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Paul was really, really bored.
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2009 10:50 pm
What Fyrin saw was somewhat disturbing. It was like a soul, but with something profoundly different in an unexplainable way.
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Posted: Mon Jun 08, 2009 7:43 am
He locked that away in memory, and determined that he'd probably do some research on what the ghetto was going on there for a long, long, long time. Because it would take a long, long, long time. Especially if he couldn't ever stop playing Minesweeper all the time when he was supposed to be researching.
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