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 Posted: Thu Jan 24, 2013 10:42 pm
Dakota blinked as the haze past and he was staring into the ugly mug of Mark, or maybe Mark. Maybe he heard Mark's voice and he thought of the ugly death hunter's face. Artifact ********, you didn't even give me the artifact from the last mission you sent me on." He flipped the tech off before listening to the rest of the mission details. With all the hunters he knew waking, he looked at them. Candace, Jerry, Rep, Kat, Ami, Ryan....wait...
Kill Wilson? s**t. Could he do that? Even a fake one? memories blurred in his mind and frowned.
But he knew the truth, his brother was trapped and the only way to free him was kill him. It was almost poetic in a way. He closed his eyes and waited for his self fade.
And back to the dream self.
He'd have to talk to Kat, Ami, and Ryan.
Somewhere though it whispered....'But Madeline'zoobey Er Syu said you said it was okay so I hope you don't mind. Nyxtsuki Moon Yes that's fine XD I forgot to quote you SORRIES
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2013 1:30 am
Jerry's brain was working over time to keep up. "Artifact?" Facts collided with fiction, and there was a strong war between the two that the parts of his brain that had been finely tuned to dissociate under great stress and then diligently refocused not to got completely entangled in a mishmash of wobbling incomprehension.
Somewhere, Roar's voice was speaking and it was distant and close at once but assuring all the same.
The Sun Hunter had a Mission.
He had to focus.
He had to wake up.
[EXIT]
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2013 1:58 am
The - a voice? Was this the Voice? There was something on his head. Jordan fumbled it off, keeping a grim, flat expression on his face to cover for the swell of panicky confusion in his chest. Where was he, and what was happening?
Mark. That was Mark. Mission. They were looking for an artifact.
Harrison.
Jordan's eyes snapped to Rep, finding the same panic and despair and desperation there; he nodded. They'd do this.
As he put the helmet back on, he looked around the room. Candace and Jerry. Ryan, Kat, and Ami, but he hadn't seen them in the Blue Kingdom, nor did the memories of his alternate dream-self identify them as theirs.
Some of the things his other had done and thought without hesitation or remorse - he wiped a hand across his mouth and swallowed hard before lying down again. He would deal with his revulsion later. He had to be that other self without betraying that he'd awakened. This was a mission, and he would not fail.
[EXIT]
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