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[i]A figure sits in a tree about 30 feet off the ground. Clad in slim black armor with a ronin mask, a red cobra on the breastplate and a yin-yang over crossed swords on his shoulder. Three swords are sheathed at his hip, a white and gold katana, an all black katana, and a seemingly normal katana with a dragon headed hilt. He seems to be doing nothing but surveying the surrounding area, his right hand at a natural rest on his swords hilts.[/i]
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English
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Jack is sleeping in a tree close by. Snoring loudly.
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[i]Lance chuckles.[/i] "At least someone is relaxing."
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[b]He spots another man sitting in a tree about eight meters from his own. The man is sorting through a basket, several items inside. A spear is stabbed into the wood beside the man, made of a yellowing bone, and wood from one of the trees. Eventually the other man spots the man in the Ronin-like attire, and smiles.[/b] "You know, it's real freaking funny what I've seen on this planet, but a man in a Ronin suit? I think I might be going crazy." [b]The man climbs down his own tree a little bit, revealing horribly burnt knees and calves, clearly a homemade cauterization.[/b] "You hungry? I have plenty to eat."
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[i] Lance teleports in front of the man, standing at 6'2" and practically radiating power.[/i] "No thanks. Although I could do with some info."
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"On what, exactly?"
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"What exactly this place is, and who and what Fireteam November is."
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"This place is Corra, basically an exam planet. It's where the C.R.A.P. exam takes place. Fireteam November is a group of specially trained people that have proven prowess in battle, and we take out the really bad stuff. I'm talking entire alien invasions."
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"Hm. Good to know." [i] He turns to walk away.[/i]
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"Why are you here?"
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"Because the company I work for has an interest in the planet."
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"And what company would that be?"
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"Venom Incorporated."
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[b]He begins to say something, then stops. He begins to talk again.[/b] "Venom Inc. has no power here."
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[i] He chuckles.[/i] "They could obliterate the planet if they wanted."
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"Funny. You think Venom Inc. can even come to this system."
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"And how do you think I got here?" [i] Lance rolls his eyes under his mask and starts to walk away.[/i]
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"I mean, their power isn't even in the system. They'd be obliterated by the ISS Avalon."
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[i] He doesn't hear what you have to say, having teleported away.[/i]
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[spoiler]End.[/spoiler]
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[b]He spots a VERY familiar face; JT, walking through the jungle, in black military pants and a raptor skin vest, a glove made of vines on, bones underneath the vines, and he has a pair of goggles on his forehead, yet he doesn't notice you[/b]
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[i]Lance teleports down to him, landing in front of him.[/i]
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[b]He looks at him, not recognizing him, yet likely looking down on him as he is 6'3[/b] "You FN or local?"
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[spoiler]Lance is 6'2" haha.[/spoiler] "Someone must've hit their head pretty hard to not remember me." [i]Lance's voice comes hit a metallic sound.[/i]
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"Lance may, expert triple swordsman and soldier in Venom incorporated, headed by Edward 'Venom' Schrader. You are also called the Ronin, and are from Cedyetica" [b]he says blankly, now remembering you[/b]
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"Also your friend JT."
