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▀ You ask me if I have weapons
...I'll tell you,"No thanks, I have my own". ▄
Within one of the bunkers sealed tight with air flow and a stable environment, Destan was relaxed on the table while they worked on his wounds. The doctor couldn't remove the metal piece in his skull but could fix the rest of his wounds with ease. As Destan woke up slowly, he groaned softly before looking at the mirror near him. As he stood up slowly, he saw his right eye was covered with an eye patch, knowing that the explotion took his right eye's sight. As he stood up slowly, the doctor tried to stop him before the hunter interfered, knowing that the master needed to see this. Destan stood up straight with his stitched up wounds and left prosthetic arm now ruined, he growled softly before he took off the arm. He set it down before taking apart the important, undamaged pieces which included the hidden blade and motor mechanic. With a soft smile, he grabbed a spare arm shell from within one of the cabinets before setting his arm up to work as his new arm. He then looked around before staring at himself in the mirror, speaking to himself softly,"They want a demon...I'll give them a demon.."
The hunters nodded before they opened up a door in their bunker which was Destan's personal armor collection. He only need two armor sets. One for sneaking missions while the other one was more for War. As he smiled brightly, Destan grabbed his sneaking suit but before he put his helmet on, his placed his cigarette between his lips, smoking it slowly to inhale the smoke of life and revenge. He knew it was the man who set his comrades and him up all those years ago, now wanting revenge. It was time Destan gave him some.
If you ask me to hand them over ▄
▀ ...well..just don't ask me that.
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Otherworldly Shapeshifter
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Posted: Sat Nov 28, 2015 7:00 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 29, 2015 9:25 am
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▀ You ask me if I have weapons
...I'll tell you,"No thanks, I have my own". ▄
As the dust storms began to get severe nearby, Destan walked outside with his cane in his left hand and a custom made canon pistol in the other. He saw that there was a girl outside which made him sigh softly. He began to notice enemy Cabal soldiers began to form around her. This made Destan worry before smiling softly,"Time to start with a bang.."
Before one of the Cabal could aim their rifle at the woman's head, a large blast of brain matter escaped the right side of it's head. The soldier fell as the others looked around, not seeing where the shooter was. One of the soldiers looked around before it looked up quickly, getting stabbed in the head by Destan's cane sword. Blood flowed down to the sand as Destan began to get shot at by the two other soldiers, quickly being dodged before firing two shots from his canon pistol, making the Cabal drop with large holes in their foreheads. Destan groaned softly as he grabbed his cane sword from the soldier before sliding the blade back into it's sheath slowly. He then continued to walk to the woman before standing over her. He examined the wound before he looked over at his rogue hunters, telling them to bring her inside and have her wounds get patched up. The soldiers nodded before running over to the passed out woman, picking her up and taking her inside. Destan growled softly before he ordered some of his hunters to burn the Cabal corpses.
(Perfectly Fine smile )
If you ask me to hand them over ▄
▀ ...well..just don't ask me that.
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Otherworldly Shapeshifter
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Posted: Sun Nov 29, 2015 4:03 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 29, 2015 4:37 pm
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Otherworldly Shapeshifter
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Posted: Sun Nov 29, 2015 9:24 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 29, 2015 9:41 pm
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▀ You ask me if I have weapons
...I'll tell you,"No thanks, I have my own". ▄
Destan stood there with a puzzled look on his face, rubbing his hairy chin slowly before he began to thin to himself,'She doesn't seem to be lying..but how did she get lost way out here'. Destan than inhaled some smoke from his tobacco cigarette, looking at the woman with his teal blue left eye. His face and body was scarred from an explotion that had happened a few days ago, he was still in much pain but thanks to his medics, the only thing that wasn't extracted was the metal piece in his forehead. They said if they tried to take it out, the piece could damage his brain, it was alright though. He had become a demon anyhow,"Well...listen, since the armor doesn't work for you now, I'll give you some new armor to help you out there in the world..but I want you owe me your loyalty and your secrecy. If you don't, I will kill you next time we meet and it will not be quick."
Destan then ordered one of his hunter rogues to walk to one of the large cabinets, grabbing some clothes that would fit this woman well. The clothing fit her hunter status as well as protect her in future battles. The medic finished stitching up her wound before walking away after patching it up. Destan crossed his arms with his left eye shining bright toward her,"Do we have a deal?"
If you ask me to hand them over ▄
▀ ...well..just don't ask me that.
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Otherworldly Shapeshifter
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Posted: Sun Nov 29, 2015 10:00 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 29, 2015 10:34 pm
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Otherworldly Shapeshifter
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Posted: Fri Dec 04, 2015 2:53 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 04, 2015 8:18 pm
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▀ You ask me if I have weapons
...I'll tell you,"No thanks, I have my own". ▄
"Are you ready for your first quest then, Silver Rook?", Destan spoke as he placed the helmet on the counter on the table, his left eye shinning a soft blue color, almost teal. His prosthetic hand was placed on the helmet before he began to speak of the first mission to the rookie,"If we are going to survive here on Mars, we are going to need multiple things including a home, food and water source, defenses. We need you to scavenge some parts for some defense posts while I search for a settlement wear we can truly stay."
Destan brushed his beard as his ghost appeared by his side, it's eye blinking before showing a 3-D map to the gang leader while he took a drag from his cigarette. There were so many choices but they had to make sure to be careful where they choose to settle,"We'll kill some aliens soon, we just need to survive first.."
If you ask me to hand them over ▄
▀ ...well..just don't ask me that.
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Otherworldly Shapeshifter
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Posted: Fri Dec 04, 2015 9:21 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 04, 2015 9:41 pm
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Otherworldly Shapeshifter
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Posted: Fri Dec 04, 2015 10:43 pm
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