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4/24/2016 5:17:08 PM
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With what little numbers they had left, a form of power structure would set itself up. What was left of the existing structure before the crash would most likely emerge on top.
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There was a bit of tension among the survivors.
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Understandable, they had just crashed unto an unknown planet. She observed the group and awaited for when most of them would go to rest. She knew the leaders would be the last to do so.
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The survivors began to retire to their quarters. There were a few who stayed up, doing various tasks.
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She awaited until the lieutenant was alone.
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He stood in front of the memorial, deep in thought, no one else was around.
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A voice was heard, nearby the lieutenant. [i][u]"Hello."[/u][/i] The voice sounded heavily distorted, but it sounded like Blast's voice from when he spoke with him earlier.
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The lieutenant turned quickly pulling his pistol from his holster and leveling it at whoever was behind him. "Who are you?"
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[i][u]"Over Here!"[/u][/i] It sounded like the voice of the Major, to his left, at a safe distance. [i][u]"I won't try and kill you. That's not my job."[/u][/i]
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He was very cautious, whatever this was it had the ability to speak in the voices of his comrades. He slowly moved towards the voice.
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Editado por Shadlezz: 4/24/2016 6:04:25 PM[i][u]"Here. Let me show you."[/u][/i] The strange alien uncloaked, appearing before him. She was tall, around seven and a half feet in height.
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He was startled but quickly regained his composure. "Who- what are you?"
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She pressed a few buttons on her wrist pad, and the vocal mimicry enginge worked. [i][u]"He's my friend!"[/u][/i] It was the voice of a distressed marine, perhaps from after the crash.
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"That doesn't answer my question, and who was that?"
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She plays back the rest of the tape. [i][u]"Help! He's my friend! I can't let him die!"[/u][/i] He heard the sound of metal being lifted, bending under some pressure. [i][u]"Goodness gracious thank you! Whatever you are, thank you!"[/u][/i] The sound of footsteps running away was heard afterwards. The huntress then walked towards the memorial plate, and pointed to two names: two officers, a male and a female. The voice of the major returned. [i][u]"They died shortly thereafter. By the looks of it, asphyxiation. Too much smoke in the lungs."[/u][/i]
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The lieutenant lowered his weapon and looked at the wall. "Olsen and west were good officers, you helped them, although they died in the end. You have my thanks."
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She compiled all the data she acquired to form preset text, a lexicon of a basic english language. The vocal mimicry enginge spoke in her place since she didn't have the vocal chords to do so. It had a female voice, sounding slightly African. [i][u]"I am Night Huntress."[/u][/i]
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"My name is Lieutenant Pavel Volkov. It's a pleasure to meet you. If you don't mind me asking what are you doing here?"
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[i][u]"The Hunt. There is fresh prey here."[/u][/i]
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"What hunt? And who is your prey?" That unsettled him, he gripped his weapon tighter.
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[i][u]"Whatever was living on this world."[/u][/i] She looked at the wreckage besides them. [i][u]"My transport crashed. I am stranded."[/u][/i]
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"You're stranded too? Maybe it's something about this planet. Did you do any recon here?"
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[i][u]"Yes. Went to the Jungle. Scarce game."[/u][/i]
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"Any structures, anything artificial?"
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[i][u]"Not from where I went. I crashed moments before you first arrived."[/u][/i]
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"Hmm... That can't be a coincidence. What caused your crash?"
