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[b]A small, burning ship crashes into the hangar bay of the ISS Avalon, ready to explode. The ship is all black under the flame, and a hatch opens on it. A figure in a duster and cowboy hat stumbles out, coughing. His two 557. Revolvers are strapped to his waist, loaded, but not primed. He jumps out of the ship as it explodes, sending him flying. He lands several meters away, groaning. He starts to speak. His voice is very gravelly, like sandpaper on stone.[/b]
"Damn planets and their governments... At least I made it to the Avalon..."
[b]He gets up, dusting himself off.[/b]
[spoiler]Open.[/spoiler]
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[b]The commotion has awakened Lucien, and therefore put him in a sour mood. So much so that a distinct black figure takes his place in existence. Its face is twisted in frustration. He stomps to the hanger, dripping ichor through the hall. Upon seeing the wreck he raises a sickly eyebrow.[/b] [i]"The hell happened here?"[/i]
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"I crashed. What does it look like, bud?"
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[b]The figure's face twists with a spite.[/b] [i]"Well, could you not fail?"[/i] [spoiler]Lucien is Malform. So, Malform is Damien's brother.[/spoiler]
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"Being shot down wasn't my choice, bud. Also, I was headed here anyways. Wasn't a failure."
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[i]"Mhmm. Well keep down the bullshit. We don't need this keeping some of us up..."[/i] [b]Malform gives a big grin and his tone changes.[/b] [i]"Wait... You are an Atea... Hot hell..."[/i]
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"And how does being an Atea make me special?"
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[b]Malform shrugs and slowly dissipates into a cloud of foul smelling darkness.[/b] [i]"I'm friends with another one..."[/i]
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"Let me guess, Anumi?"
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[i]"Well... Well... The cowboy knows her... We do care for the poor girl so much... Don't we Lucien..."[/i] [b]Malform nods at his own thought.[/b] [i]"I hope your not some evil creep who hangs out with women..."[/i] [b]Malform gurgles at his own hypocritical statement.[/b]
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"Now, I may have crush on her, not afraid to admit that, but I'm not going to bug her. And Malform, you have changed, haven't you?"
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[b]Malform grows violent at the mention of change. He becomes a writhing black mass of noise and shuddering.[/b] [i]"I don't change... Never change... God damn..."[/i] [b]He grows quiet as he melts away into a tall sturdily built man. His eyes are a pale green and his hair is tossed back into an array of spikes and wavy fringes. He blinks quietly. He pulls a syringe from his pocket and quickly jams it into his neck, injecting himself with a clear liquid.[/b] [i]"I've always been the same... I just never show myself all the time..."[/i]
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"I'm talking about the way you speak. God damn man. Pull yourself together."
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[b]Lucien has calmed down, his quiet time returning to him.[/b] [i]"I don't understand what you mean..."[/i]
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"You seem... Calmer. No longer as pissed off as you were."
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[b]Lucien tilts his head.[/b] [i]"I'm an open book... Me and lord cuss mouth are one in the same... We kinda take turns nowadays. Since I've been using suppressors, that is..."[/i]
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"Ah. That explains it. Just make sure he doesn't start killing our people. Or that you don't start killing are people. Whichever you prefer."
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[b]Lucien raises an eyebrow.[/b] [i]"I don't kill. I can't aim for shit. What He does is up to Him."[/i]
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"I can't guarantee safety. I won't attack him, of course, but Raidriar... He won't hesitate."
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[b]Lucien shrugs.[/b] [i][u]"World isn't losing much if I die... Gods know I have tried enough... I just can't seem to die..."[/u][/i] [b]Lucien pulls a hand gun from his belt and quickly fire a round into his head before collapsing to the ground.[/b]
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[b]He quickly leans down to check on him, but clearly doesn't care all that much.[/b]
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[b]A moment later he gets up with his wound disappearing into a forming black shape that seals off his head and spews the bullet out.[/b] [i]"Chemicals don't work either... But hey...? Maybe one day I'll have final find the right trick..."[/i]
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"Raidriar's sword has a parasite on it. Maybe that can do the trick. But he wouldn't willingly let someone kill them-self."
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[i]"I'll piss him off or something... Say something rude... That may work... However... I still possess the Grief Drinker... A parasite vs. a parasite... It may no even work..."[/i] [b]Lucien trails off in thought.[/b]
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"It'd be interesting at the very least... Or he could take your soul with his dagger."
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[i]"Can't take what's not there..."[/i] [b]Lucien chuckles.[/b] [i]"Wait... So Anumi, eh?"[/i] [b]Lucien gives a charmed smile.[/b] [i]"That's not a first... I think... I can't remember... But hey..."[/i]
