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1/10/2016 5:57:37 PM
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[b]The pod door slams open suddenly, creating a loud bang as it collided with the roof
He felt a cold hand grip his throat, pushing him up into the air as the figure inside stepped out
The man was taller than JT, easily by a foot, his body laced with thick muscles
His glare burned into JTs skull, as he spoke a few words[/b]
[i]"Who are you?"[/i]
[b]His voice sounded heavy, commanding, something he wouldn't want to cross[/b]
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[i]He looks at him with confidence in his eyes, as if he is not fearful in the slightest[/i] "They call me JT" [spoiler]he's a bit too cocky for his own good lmao[/spoiler]
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[i]"Quit the act, you'll only get yourself killed"[/i] [b]He tightens his grip, JT could feel the loss of air already[/b]
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[i]combined with the fact he doesn't need air as well as the confidence, he doesn't lose any[/i] "I'm already a dead man walking, killing me will get you nowhere."
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[i]"Good, then you won't mind if do this"[/i] [b]He hits a button, as he mans armor literally walks over to him He steps into it, and it deals around him JT found himself hanging another foot and half in the air, as the cargo hold doors open, revealing the vacuum of space [/b]
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"But why? Why simply kill me, when I could provide a benefit?" [i]he asks, turning into a shimmering pile of blackness, that eventually collapsing and landing on the floor, where he reshapes [/i]
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[i]"I don't trust a man that's cocky, let alone doesn't speak"[/i] [b]He turns, raising an arm as the plates in his back shift A stock is seen, as he grabs a large LMG, and takes aim at JT[/b] [i]"Now talk, before I fill you with lead"[/i]
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"What's to say, sir? What did you need?" [i]he asks, still confident but hiding it[/i]
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[i]"Where the hell I am, and who you are"[/i]
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"You've been fouls floating on this ship, near my warship, the NWH Gladius. I am JT, leader of the NWH, a private military"
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[i]"That's better, and why did you wake me?"[/i] [b]He doesn't move, his intentions clear Either talk, or lose half of his body[/b]
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"I was curious about why you were in my airspace, and had went to investigate. I woke you to try and get some answers"
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[i]"Your getting none"[/i]
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"I had guessed so. All I ask is that you leave my ships alone, and me alive"
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[i]"And all I ask is passage aboard your ship"[/i]
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"That I can accept. Though I do have a few rules for the safety of my soldiers"
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[i]"I could care less Don't piss me off, you'll live to see tomorrow"[/i]
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"The only thing I ask is you don't kill the soldiers. Now are you able to fly this ship to the hangar?"
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[i]"I'll jump"[/i]
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"Alright. You have a name I can call you?"
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[i]"Jonah"[/i]
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"Alright Jonah, I'll see you on the Gladius" [i]he says, as his mech suit wraps around the side of the ship, and he climbs in, heading to the hangar[/i]
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[b]He growls, setting his gun in the back playing of his armor, as he faces the outpacing doors of he hangar Waiting for the perfect moment, he jumps, sending the ship backwards and him hurtling towards the massive ship before him[/b]
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[i]He lands in the NWH Gladius' hangar, black and olive green ships lined, ready to leave, with soldiers rushing about, and JT meets Jonah, staying in the mech, matching his height[/i] "Welcome to the Gladius"
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[b]He stays quiet, watching soldier after soldier run about[/b]
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"It's a good ship, one I call the head of my fleet."
