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publicado originalmente en:Gydaton RP
9/3/2016 8:23:38 AM
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[b]She says nothing, drifting forward as she taps something on her wrist, a small tracker pinging up.[/b]
[i]"Slipped one on Damien. Now we can know what he's really doing."[/i]
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"You don't ever give up do you?" [i] Ian said with a sigh, but his youthful curiosity got the best of him. [/i] "Where's he headed?"
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[i]"Habitation... Command center is the other way. Whats he playing at...?"[/i] [b]Nikki had been so focused on her tracker, she nearly slammed into the tram. Quickly grabbing the railing and pulling herself up towards the door.[/b] [i]"Just need gravity... This water feeling makes me go insane."[/i]
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"So are we following him, or heading to command to restore the gravity?" [i] Ian questioned, heading over to the control panel and looking at Nikki for confirmation. [/i]
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[i]"Hangar. I don't care what he does at this point."[/i] [b]She takes a seat, holding on so as not to fly away.[/b] [i]"He can clearly manage on his own."[/i]
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"You need to lighten up. After this is all done with, someone's gonna show you how to have some fun." [i] He says with a grin, pressing a few buttons and sending the tram hurtling towards the hangar bay. [/i]
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Editado por Chesh I Guess: 9/3/2016 8:54:45 AM[i]"Uh... Right."[/i] [b]She says, a mild tone of flush rising to her cheeks, which she quickly rubs away as she checks the tracker once more. Damien had stopped moving.[/b] [i]"I got to wonder what the other two are doing... I doubt they died if Damien didn't."[/i]
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"Wilson didn't die, something tells me he's way too hard to kill. As for Lucien, I doubt it." [i] He said, having a seat beside Nikki as he twirls a combat knife between his fingers, rather idly. [/i]
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[i]"Well... Hopefully they paired up. Not sure how they are doing though... Or where they are headed..."[/i] [b]She shrugs, pulling her visor back up for a moment, her pupils dilating as they adjust to the natural light.[/b]
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"Well we have to worry about ourselves right now." [i] Ian says with a shrug, looking out the windows as the inside of L9 flew by. [/i]
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[b]She shrugs, running a hand up and down the silicon padding of her military jumpsuit, the fibers glistening slightly in the low light.[/b] [b]Eventually, the tram pulled into a large hangar, one filled with plenty of danger. Proxies strode around freely, similar to the ones they had seen at the first station... But among them... Pleasure Sisters... There was little doubt now. This was the Midnight Rain Night Crawlers... Imogen's crew.[/b]
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"If we didn't think it was Imogen, well, we do now." [i] He says, readying his UMP.[/i]
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[b]The Proxies and various Sisters seemed to be discussing something, only for a loud crash to disturb them.[/b] [i]"Ladies and gentlemen! Boys and girls of all ages! We have two very lovely guests!"[/i] [b]Suddenly a bright spotlight burns across the tram, as a figure dressed in black armor approaches the tram, his head covered in a EVA helmet with a red holo skull. On his chest, the words Omicron. His left shoulder had a blast plate, and various grenades lined his belt. And of course, he had a massive, rigid, metal collar around his neck, hiding part of his helmet. On his right arm, a call sign: 'Panzer'. Demolitions.[/b] [i]"I think they need a warm welcome!"[/i] [b]He says with a mechanical screech, his arm folding back revealing a dual plated augment system, a multi feed grenade launcher aiming at the pair.[/b]
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"Damien, Lucien, if you hear me, we've got an Omicron guy by the name of Panzer aiming a grenade launcher at us right now." [i] Ian said into his comms.[/i] "Another Omicron member? You must be one of the bad ones. So cute of you guys to color coordinate your helmets."
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[i]"Colored red after the blood the Lordan family spilled. Just been waiting for this day... And what are you? Punk ass little bitch? What do you even know...?"[/i] [b]The man's helmet stutter's a sickly image of a torn face blinking across it before disappearing. This wasn't Silence or Sabre... This was a madman given lots of power. No. This was an Omicron member with a bloodlust, given mass destruction at his fingertips.[/b] [i]"And you led the daughter right to me."[/i] [i]"Which one are you? Dumb? Blind? Not as good as Jasper?"[/i] [b]The man tilts his head, his screen stuttering violently.[/b] [i]"Don't test me, whore."[/i] [b]The Proxies behind him chuckle to themselves, amused by their leaders short fuse.[/b]
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"At least Silence doesn't talk as much." [i] Ian says, playing on Silence's name. [/i] "And gotta say, Jasper is a lot more badass. Gonna have to do more than threaten me with a grenade launcher to get any brownie points, Pansy." [i] Ian says with a smirk, mocking his callsign. He felt like they could play on his short fuse. An angry opponent was a narrow minded opponent.. Unless you were Wilson. Then you were just scary. [/i]
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[i]"Torch'em."[/i] [b]Immediately, the robots raise their weapons and open fire on the tram. His short fuse certainly got the best of him... But he wasn't taking any prisoner. Bullets rattled against the bullet proof glass and dense metal... But it wouldn't hold under such pressure.[/b] [b]Then a sick wing thunk crashed into the side, as Panzer unloaded grenades.[/b] [i]"Burn baby! Burn!"[/i] [b]Quickly, a stream of fire collided into the side as the his augmented arm produced a flamethrower as well.[/b]
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"Nikki, I'm not 100% sure how functioning I'm gonna be after this little stunt." [i] With that, the gold of his eyes swarmed over his irises and once again he released his ocular seal, still feeling the tether of the Khopesh's power with him. He could feel it fading, but apparently he retained the power of whatever he mimicked for a limited time. It wouldn't be long before he didn't have the telekinesis anymore, but it wasn't that instant. Yet again, he felt the white hot pain between his eyes, his vision swimming immediately. He threw his left hand out, blasting the side of the tram out and sending the wall flying at proxies and sisters alike, catching their hail of bullets and Panzer's grenades in midair. The bullets collected until he had a wall of ammunition in front of him, gritting his teeth at the focus it required to hold the telekinetic field. Simultaneously, his gauntlet retracted and the barrel sent a giant stream of water at Panzer, swallowing up the fire and blasting towards him. With a scream, Ian sent the wall of bullets and grenades flying back at their opposition, thousands of bullets and a dozen grenades rocketing back at them the speed they'd been released. [/i]
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[b]Proxies and sisters fell into heaps of metal, and trashed parts... Nearly clearing them all.[/b] [b]Panzer however, was unaffected as his shielding protected against the oncoming projectiles... But the strange thing was the water that evaporated around him.[/b] [i]l"Ooooh. I see. Damien is teaching everyone how to use to clotties... Okay, okay. I'll show you mine..."[/i] [b]Panzer lifts up his arms, his metal one refolding as bright embers begin to pool around them, only for massive arcs of flame to spread out before him, rushing towards the duo. But before they could reach, Nikki stepped forward, her hair lifting up as a cloud of frost gathered around her. Her skin pulsed a pale white as the air cooled and thickened, ice quickly building around the tram until it formed a protective barrier. Soon, the two were in silence, the outside terror blocked out... For now.[/b] [b]Nikki's arms shook and her legs trembled as she wiped a small trickle of blood from her nose, pulling her visor up to look around, amazed at her own barrier.[/b]
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[i] Ian grabbed her by her shoulders, supporting her making sure she didn't fall over, eyeing the ice around them. [/i] "This isn't gonna last long, we're gonna have to figure something else out..fast." [i] Ian started to look around their environment, plans running through his head. [/i]
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[i]"Against an Omicron member...? This is like fighting rabid bear without weapons or clothes."[/i] [b]She remarks, steadying herself and taking a deep breath, her hands still shaky from the exertion.[/b] [b]Slowly, the ice began to crack as Panzer returned his barrage to the cold shield, the frigid air heating up. The slick walls of the tram turned damp and warm as the ice began to melt.[/b] [i]"Any more tricks...?"[/i] [b]Nikki pulled her bow from her back, unclippping the release as the two sides folded back and a plasma string shot through the two upper ends.[/b]
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"Yeah.. We're gonna fight fire with fire." [i] Ian said, praying that what he was about to do wasn't gonna kill him. Sending a piece of scrap through the ice wall and opening it back up to Panzer, Ian stepped out of the tram, using the Khopesh's telekinesis to keep the arcs of flame at bay. His golden eyes flared, and Panzer felt the invasion on his powers. It would've felt like having something snatched away, but not quite. If Ian couldn't kill him, he was gonna fight him to a standstill. Raising his hands, matching embers floated around his body and sprouted arcs of flame that combated Panzer's, making the room far hotter than it should've been, pillars of flame colliding in the air. Immediately Ian's vision went black, like he'd closed his eyes but hadn't. He steeled his nerve and his vision returned, as he continued to send onslaught of flames at Panzer's.[/i]
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[b]The armored behemoth's helmet began to stutter like wild as horrible images flashed across his screen... Some to horrible to describe... His flames only becoming larger and more rapid as the swirled and swam out of control, melting the metal around them as the support structure cracked under the extreme heat.[/b] [i]"Trust me... I'm doing you a favor. The Lordans will abandon you... Just like they always do... I'mma make your death painless of you let me."[/i] [b]Panzer's volley began to grow out of control as the flames consumed his body, rolling off him like tidal waves made of bright red inferno... The hangar alight with hell itself.[/b] [i]"Just let go..."[/i] [b]He cooed, his words almost speaking through the flame, enticing Ian to release and just slip away.[/b]
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[i] Ian's control began to slip, his flames giving way to Panzer's, Panzer's words making him think twice within himself. Would the Lordan's do such a thing? Even Nikki had already said she wasn't going with them to go after Imogen. And all the stories he'd heard about Damien.. Ian gritted his teeth and shook his head. To hell with that. He'd risked his life too many times for Nikki and Damien to think such things, and they'd done the same for him. No, he'd be damned before he let this oversized campfire make him think otherwise. [/i] "How..about.. You go.. To hell!" [i] Ian screamed, while he was talking, Panzer's flames were being drawn towards Ian along with all the flames around them, gravitating towards Ian like a vacuum. With that scream, he thrust his hands out and let loose the mother of all blasts, a giant column of fire that was easily fifteen feet around, screaming towards Panzer and melting every thing in its path. As soon as Ian fired the blast at Panzer, he felt; or rather saw, the vision in his left eye go out, and not return. [/i]
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[b]The inferno slowly melts the supplicant supports of room, the floor turning a bright orange under Panzer's feet as he is engulfed in the torrent. The flames broke past his shielding, then his armor, until his helmet lost its shit, turning into a barrage of gory images, Panzer's fire proof armor slowly roasting him from the inside out.[/b] [b]And with that... A scream pierced the air... Only to fall silent a second later.[/b]
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[i] With a swipe of his hands and gritting his teeth, he abolished the biggest flames in the room but collapsed immediately after. They didn't have to worry about being roasted alive, but that didn't solve the fact that the fire had burned through the supports. [/i]
