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12/29/2015 3:58:40 PM
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[b]The ship docks and the back of the speeder opens. Cyra picks him up again and walks out. Surrounding them is a large hangar filled with all sorts of ships, from carriers to speeders to fighters. Several guards in black armour approach them [/b]
[u]"Are you Cyra and Ember?"[/u]
"Of course we are"
[u]"Good, come with me"[/u]
[b]They follows the guards to a reception-like counter[/b]
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[b]Ember keeps staring around the hangar, trying to make out what orbit its in.[/b]
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[b]Nothing indicates what orbit it's in. A woman at the reception-like desk turns to Cyra. It appears she has wires poking out of her neck and arm[/b] [u]"Welcome. You'll find the science labs and Medbay on the third deck, just follow the flight of stairs until you find the sign reading Deck three"[/u]
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[b]Ember continues to study his surroundings. Asking...[/b] "What is this place."
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"The ouroboros mega-ship." [b]They ascend the stairs with the guards until they reach deck 3[/b]
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"What's gonna happen? Will it hurt?"
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"I don't not know, chances are ouroboros doesn't know either."
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[b]Fear fills his eyes, but he tries not to show it.[/b]
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"Don't worry, you'll me fine" [b]She quietly mutters something that sounds like[/b] "Unlike me, on the other hand."
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"Heard that. And if your the problem here than set me down, we're fixing you."
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"Oh... Don't worry" [b]The guards open the door to the Lab and set you down on a white rectangular table[/b]
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[b]He looks around nervously.[/b]
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[b]A woman in a white labcoat approaches as the guards in black step back[/b] [u]"We're just going to run a few tests, it won't hurt a bit"[/u] [b]From the edge of the table, a large white ring with a glowing blue inside appears and it moves over Embers body[/b]
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[b]He closes his eyes, calming himself.[/b]
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[b]The white ring moves back and folds into the table[/b] [u]"Okay, we're done. The guards will go and get a wheelchair for you whilst I analyse this data[/u] [b]The scientist leaves and the guards get a wheelchair and place it by the table. Cyra helps him get into the chair[/b]
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[b]He fidgets with his thumbs to take his mind off his nervousness.[/b] "Thank you Cyra."
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"No problem." [b]The guards look at Cyra[/b] [u]"Time to pay"[/u]
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"What do you owe them?"
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[b]She exchanges glances with Ember, then she looks at the guards. She holds out both her arms and the guards put her in chaincuffs[/b] "I'm so sorry"
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[b]He springs from his wheel chair letting out a groan.[/b] "Your not taking her away."
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"Ember... Sit down..."
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"Why should I? Their going to take you away. You've helped me, let me help you."
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"I haven't helped you yet..."
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"Why are they taking you? Why are they-" [b]He lurches over, groaning.[/b]
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"I told you about the organisation I was raised by and then experimented on me, that was ouroboros. I am here to finish the tests and help you."
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[b]His muscles relax. He carefully sits down in his wheel chair.[/b] "You'll be ok?"
