Pavel awoke on the couch, he slowly sat up. The memory of brim slowly can back to him. He wasn't sure what the hell he had been injected with but he knew it probably wasn't good. Slowly he stood and walked towards the door.
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The door is gone... upon looking around there is no door and the couch is now gone. A single suit or armor stands in the middle of the room.
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Pavel looks at the armor, this was getting batshit insane.
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The injected drug begins taking hold, only the armor comes into focus in your eyes you see it torn apart and reassembled. Multiple crystals linked to the cortex. Weapons systems, diagnostics and coding run in your perifials.
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He looks the suit over, learning to use it as he goes. "The hell is going on?"
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Memories of previous warriors in this suit flood his mind. A jumbled mess of fighting and peace. Colors blur and the room spins as he begins to feel sick.
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Pavel lowers himself to one knee and plants his hand into the ground. The memories revealed a lot of information in an expedient manner. He slowly began to feel less nauseous as the memories stopped.
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Large boots come into view as pavel begins to come to his senses. "Your still weak. Get some rest, training starts now." Before brim allows him to reply he kicks him in the head sending him flying and knocking him out. He turns and leaves. "You have promise... not much, but some." [quote]time for this rogue asshole to get some sleep.[/quote]
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Pavel came too some time later. He saw that this process was going to be long. The good news was that the drug had finally worn off. The bad news was that he still had this suit. He got to his feet and looked around.
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A voice enters the room. "You cannot wear the armor yet. The memories it holds is to much for the unguarded mind. But that is not a lesson we have time for. Grab a single crystal from the armor learn to control the memories unless you shall lose yourself to them all."
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He did grudgingly as instructed, he took a crystal from the armor. He had a sword that did something so the flood of memories were not as bad as they could have been, but the experiences of that many people still took a lot from you.