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originally posted in:Gydaton RP
8/4/2016 4:01:16 PM
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"I'll try to interface with her AI." Three says.
Three approaches the body and places his hand on the back of her neck.
"The AI is gone. It made a data transfer. Looks like the AI had to change the upload format though. The shuttle entered some kind of warp in mid transfer. We can probably use the Hermes to follow that trail." Three says.
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Better yet... *Mortar holds up a strange metal rod* Remember this?
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"The portal thingey stick?" Seven says
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Well... Portal Stick Thingy. PST. Eh, close enough. If we can get coordinates to where they were before they warped...
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"I can't decipher the coordinates, but ten can." Three says.
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Alright. Ten. Do that
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[spoiler]its only two, three, four, six, and seven here[/spoiler] "Ten said something about going into business with one as investigators." Seven says. "Maybe we can find him on the Hermes."
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Maybe. You guys take the shuttle, I'll meet you there. *Mortar opens a portal and walks through it*
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Back on the Hermes. "Looks like ten has already left on some kind of mission. He's with one. They're working for the NTR." Seven says. "They already have a code name. Operative force 101. Those two are such jokers."
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*Mortar ends up back in his room, waiting for those guys. Caesar notices he's back and starts talking with him* Caesar: hey man. You okay? Mortar: Yeah... I dunno. I really wanna help these guys out, but... Caesar: Hey. You're the greatest Ex God I know man. You can do this.
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"Three and I are willing to go to find ten." Seven says. "We managed to get some coordinates, and all we need is your sticky portal thingy."
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Mortar: Oh, cool. *Mortar hands it to him* Let's go.
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Edited by HurtChain76477: 8/4/2016 4:28:13 PMThe portal opens to reveal a dark corridor, part of some kind of space ship. It looks to be some kind of cargo transport, but it's way too dark to properly tell. Seven, three, and mortar step out into the corridor. "Some kind of cargo ship, but it's all dead inside." Three says. A a rythmatic beating noise makes the ship vibrate with every beat. "That's not the engines." Seven says. A bright light appears at the end of the corridor, getting brighter as it approaches. The beating is getting even stronger. "I feel sick." Three says. The beating is at just the right frequency to disrupt him bodily functions. Seven and three collapse to the ground. The hallway fills with a blinding light. It stings mortar's eyes even when they are shut.
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Seven! Three! *Mortar opens a portal under them that brings them back to the Hermes. He then stands up, facing whatever is approaching* The hell are you?
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"Mortar?" The voice says excited. The beating and the lights shut off. It's one. "What are you doing here?" One asks. "Ten told me of some kind of warp, and I went to investigate thinking you were hostiles!"
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Yeah I'm here, good to see you, both of ya. Look, we just came to get some coordinates. I heard Ten was good at that stuff...
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"Yeah. He is." One says. "I'll bring you to him." One leads mortar through the dark hallways of the ship. His suit is projecting light in front of them so they can see. The occasional dead body lines the wall. "We have a hostage situation here. They captured an admiral of a trade bloc while he was on a diplomatic mission to the NTR. There's a convoy of two hundred and seven cargo ships floating around, and he's on one of them. Ten has disabled the entire convoy while I search them for anything. Keep your head up for hostiles." One says.
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Alright then... *Mortar forms his sword and looks around as he follows*
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"He should just be at the end of this hallway." One says. "What you say back in the corridor was my special power. My AI gives me increased senses, and the nanobots hold my body together so I can use the sonic beating and the blinding lights. The lights come from the hardlight projectors, and the beating is from the nanobots. I can basically overload anyone's senses." One opens a door to reveal the insides of a small ship. It's power is on, and sitting in the middle is ten. The inside of the ship looks much more neat and tidy than the cargo vessels. "I think I got something. Alpha Echo eight eight one. There's a room hidden from all scanners and AI. Not very large. Little bigger than a closet, but it's all I can find at this time." Ten says.
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Hey, if it's hidden from you guys then it should have something important. Hey Ten.
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"Hey mortar." Ten say. The ship undocks from the cargo vessel and sails over the convoy. Mortar looks out the window to see a massive fleet of ships all stopped in their tracks, some buzzing a bit, but most are pitch black. At the edge of the convoy are NTR warships. "Moment we secure the hostage, the NTR is allowed to take over this operation." One says. "This is basically the entire fleet of the local gang. All caught in one trap."
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Damn, that's impressive. You guys need help?
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Edited by HurtChain76477: 8/4/2016 5:20:37 PM"We should be okay. Just stay back while I do the initial clear." One says. The ship docks with a cargo vessel labelled AE-881. One holds his hands up to the door and creates a hardlight shield. As the door open, bullet fire rains into the shield. One materializes a gun and shoots into the dark hallway. The bullets stop. As soon as one steps out of the ship, the door closes, and undocks. Mortar can see light spilling outgrow windows around the vessel. "It's safe to dock again." One says over the comms. After the ship docks and the door reopens, one is waiting there for mortar. "I can't have you near me when I do a sweep. It kills anyone nearby." One says.
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I guess... *Mortar dissolves into the ground away from you*
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"Okay then..." One says. "I just did the sweep. It's safe now." One turns on the lights on his suit to face in front of him and he starts walking towards the room ten found.
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*Mortar reforms and follows*
