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originally posted in:Gydaton RP
9/7/2016 11:27:42 PM
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"I hope he actually got what we came for, otherwise all we got was a cool ship."
[i] Ian looks around with a sheepish smile.[/i]
"Which I am totally okay with."
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[i]"And credits from the vault... Sorta..."[/i] [b]She grins to herself and watches as the ship moves, worried about her father's safety... He was still family... Kinda... And Lucien.[/b] [i]"Something's up... They should have contacted us."[/i]
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"I don't think the ship would be crashing into the planet unless they wanted it to.." [i] Ian said, but even unsure himself. He was a bit worried for his friends.[/i]
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[b]Suddenly L9 cascaded in half, the core suddenly splitting as massive tendrils of black liquid explode out the sides... Midnight Rain...[/b] [i]"Creed..."[/i] [b]Nikki mumbles quietly as the large ship lurched. In one fluid motion, she took a seat at the pilot's cabin and pulled them back, as the tentacles suddenly began to split and withdraw. Small flashes of blue began to cut away at the formation. Something was clashing...[/b]
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"Somethings trying to kill it.. Or at the very least fight it." [i]Ian said, jumping into a gunner seat and using the telescopic lenses on the ship to zoom in and see what was going on. Or try anyway.[/i]
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[b]Whatever it was, it was too quick... Imogen, on the other hand, was easily visible in the tangled mass of black biomass, standing still on top of the core... The drones quickly got to work opening fire on the malicious attackers, Imogen merely swatting them away.[/b] [i]"Dammit... Where are they...?"[/i] [b]Nikki asks annoyed, zooming the ship away as she waited for any response from the twins... And just when it seemed they wouldn't ever come, something slammed into the viewport, black armor cracked, visor horribly damaged. Damien was certainly alive.[/b]
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"Damien!" [i] Ian yelled, scrambling to get out of the chair.[/i] "Nikki, get on the comms." [i] Because Ian was out of his armor while he was treated in the med bay. [/i]
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[b]Nikki slid an earpiece to her right ear and scowled at Damien... He still had an open gash from the Khopesh... But he seemed desperate.[/b] [i]"Damien... Just hold on. Get to the bottom of the ship... We'll beam you up."[/i] [b]Damien nodded slowly as a strange metal container floated past him, which he scrambled to grab before disappearing off the side.[/b] [i]"What is he up to now... Can't catch a break with him."[/i]
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"I don't know, but what if Caldon was fighting Imogen down there?" [i] Ian said, realizing something and putting the pieces together.[/i] "Maybe Imogen was after Frost, and the Khopesh was a side product of that."
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[i]"Could be... But I don't know much about Caldon... Besides the fact he's fast."[/i] [b]She shrugs as she opens the draw beam, Damien coming into view on cameras as the system makes sure they want to let him onboard.[/b] [b]Nikki promptly hits accept and Damien is pulled in, a loud thud echoing from the engineering bay, which also served as the loading room.[/b]
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[i] Ian didn't answer her, instead making his way quickly to the loading bay and making sure Damien was okay. [/i]
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[b]Damien already had his helmet off, tossed to the side as he dragged a massive metal pod behind him. The ship rattled once more as a bright flash passed through the halls followed by something that could only be described as thunderous echoed out in the vacuum of space.[/b] [i]"Warning. Temperature moving past acceptable levels."[/i]
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"Damien, what the hell's going on?" [i] Ian asked, stopping short as he bolted into the room.[/i]
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[i]"Omicron unit... Our side... Kept in Cryo..."[/i] [b]Damien says through heavy gasps as he peeled off his armor, his body mostly mangled and torn. Multiple things had cut through the metal coverings and hit his skin.[/b] [b]Damien quickly grabbed the pod and dragged it across the ground, making an awful screeching noise and letting off slight sparks as he pulled it past Ian. He looked around for a moment, quickly moving to the room with the Red Cross above its door and pulled the pod inside, setting it down and looking at the machines.[/b] [i]"Frost woke them up... It's six versus one out there..."[/i]
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"Why do I feel like those still aren't good enough odds.." [i] Ian muttered, following Damien into the med bay.[/i] "Can Creed take them? And what's in the pod?"
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[i]"Frost outguns Creed... Creed outguns Omicron... It's whatever comes first."[/i] [b]Damien looks at the pod and then back to Ian, a look of guilt across his face.[/b] [i]"The pod... It's... Something I should have saved long ago."[/i]
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"What's in there Damien?" [i] Ian asked, genuine concern and somewhat worry crossing his face. He didn't like the way Damien said those words, and he felt pity for him, whatever the reason may be.[/i]
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[i]"That comes later... Where's Nichole? And Lucien?"[/i] [b]He asks suddenly, changing the topic in a hurry. He was clearly unconcerned with his own well being, but he didn't seem to be in immediate danger.[/b]
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"I don't know where Lucien is. We thought he was with or near you. And Nikki's in the cockpit."
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[i]"Fūck..."[/i] [b]He breathes, tapping his ear and calling into his comms.[/b] [i]"Lucien, are you there...?"[/i] [i]"I'm here... Leaving now... Ship is going to hell."[/i] [i]"We are aware. Ian and Nikki got a ship... Get to the escape pods. We'll catch you."[/i]
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"Damien, how many Omicron members are there? I thought there was around 10 with the ones loyal to you, and the ones loyal to Creed. We met a Panzer earlier, and I basically melted him with his own seals.. Scary ass dude." [i] Ian said, referring to his copycat seals Damien had seen against the Khopesh. [/i]
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[i]"Plenty... Hundreds... But Omicron Prime and Omicron Paragon were led by myself, and Imogen... These... These are just crazies that have been modified."[/i] [b]Damien slips past Ian and heads towards Nikki, staring as L9 begins to break into pieces. Swooping behind her, he wraps an arm around her neck, catching her by surprise.[/b] [i]"Nice choice... Good ship..."[/i] [b]She flushes in her cheeks slightly and squirms slightly as her father leans back in the co pilot seat.[/b] [i]"Thanks Damien... Just the best looking one there."[/i]
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"Yeah, managed to get to it while carrying my incapacitated ass." [i] He said with a chuckle, albeit his ego being slightly wounded. He should have been able to handle himself. [/i] "Also, Damien, is it normal to go blind in one eye after using an ocular seal?" [i] Ian asked casually, though it was a serious matter. [/i]
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[b]Damien turns to Ian with a smirk, his one good eye suddenly burning purple like a beautiful gemstone.[/b] [i]"Only if you aren't experience enough with it."[/i] [b]And in a flash, it disappears... His yellow eye returning... But then... It made sense. No one had yellow cat eyes. Damien had seals on at all times.[/b]
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"Any way you can, ya know, help me out? Turning Panzer into a roasted marshmallow was fun, but it wasn't worth going blind in one eye." [i] Ian said with a sheepish grin, running a hand through his hair. [/i]
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[i]"I doubt he's dead. That asshole can live as long as point nine percent of his biomass is viable and working."[/i] [b]Damien responded, standing up and tapping Ian's forehead with a finger, a rush suddenly moving across his forehead and eyes.[/b]
