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postato inizialmente in:Gydaton RP
9/4/2016 9:42:44 PM
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*The large man smiles slightly as he draws a large crimson katana, an ear sickening shriek comes from the sheathe as it is drawn*
Hmm... Best to end a war before it starts.
*He stabs his sword into the ground, creating a shockwave that knocks out all the power on the ship*
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Wyatt took the ship key from Cyan and inserted it into the side of the starship; he and the others then rushed inside. It was a quarters ship; in other words, it had enough room for shipping and living quarters. As there was not any time to look around, Wyatt ran over to one of the pilot seats in the ship, quickly examining the wide array of levers, handles, and buttons; he tied Clara to one of the passenger seats. "Alright," he said, hurriedly. "We're getting out of here." The ship lifted of the surface of the hangar, then began to fly toward the exit grid. Suddenly, a large group of demons flew in the way, flinging large fireballs. Wyatt shot them down with rapid accuracy. "Hold on!" He pressed a row of buttons then pulled back a lever and pressed its trigger, setting the ship into quick warp drive. In a matter of seconds, the ship shot out into space, far away from the warship. Wyatt checked the radar for any enemy targets (which there were none nearby), then laid his head back against the top of his seat and turned it to face his two pale companions; one of them was still holding firmly onto Reese. "Alright," Wyatt exclaimed, exhausted. "What the hell was that thing back there?!"
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Caesar: That... Thing... Cyan: That thing was my Father, Garuud. He is a disgusting leader, a shiver looking for a spine to go down. He will stop at nothing to get what he wants. Most likely he wants Mortar. *Speaking of, a portal opens right next to Cyan, Mortar spilling out of it* I'm back. What did I miss?
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Wyatt turned to Mortar. "Some...Garuud demon-lord came with a demonic army and tried to kill us," he explained, baffled by the words that came out of his mouth. "Cyan thinks he's coming after you." He then turned back to Caesar. "You," he stated, angrily. "We need to talk."
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Caesar: Me? Mortar: My dad is trying to kill me again? Oh, COME ON! *Cyan just sits there, holding Reese, not wanting to give up just yet*
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Wilson buzzed through Reese's dented mask: "'Tis me, Wilson. Look, ev'ryt'ing is gonna be alright Cyan..." He ran diagnostics again. Reese was at critical; it was only a matter of time. Wilson ejected the mask so that Cyan could take one last look, if it was. "He was a good mon," Wilson stated. "He was a brave one, too. Nevah did I see one like him. He love his daughta, he love his friends, and he love ya Cyan. I apologize... I wish I cou' say moh 'bout him; wasn' programmed for dis protocol." Wyatt looked at Reese, thoughtfully and guiltily. "This is all my fault," he said, reflectively. "He was my fallen comrade...it's my burden to take that responsibility with me." He stood, then helmet in his arm and side, he saluted with his right hand. "It was an honor to serve alongside you." "'Twas a shame," Wilson added. "He Neva's got to say goodbye to his daughta..." The space was quiet.
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No. *Everyone looks over at the source of the voice. Mortar. Cyan looks more surprised, since Reese and Mortar were good friends she thought he would be more saddened by this. But in fact he looks more determined. More... Sadistic even* He is not gonna die. He's not gonna stay dead, and he will live to take care of his daughter, even if I have to die in the process. *Mortar begins rummaging through a first aid kit, even though that won't do much, he eventually finds a pair of tweezers* First we have to get the bullets out. To prepare the body. *He carefully inserts the tweezers into one of the holes, taking out a couple bullets* Cyan: Mortar. What are you doing? Mortar: I'm not gonna let him die. If he is indeed dead right now I can still save him. I can. And i will. *He glares at Cyan before resuming*
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Wyatt looked at Mortar skeptically, then hesitantly went over to help remove the bullets. "I'll help in any way I can," he said, sincerely. He set aside his helmet and kneeled down, removing the bullets one by one. A few minutes passed. Suddenly, Wyatt noticed something. "That's weird," Wyatt observed, somewhat unsettled. "I've never seen this sort of metal before; I wonder how the SHG got their hands on this..." Wyatt inspected the strange metal below the ceiling light. It was a black metal, giving off a dark reflection that was faintly purple. "Know what this is?" he asked, curiously.
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*Mortar takes the metals and inspects it* Honestly I'm not sure. The dark metal makes it appear to be Valhite, but there is no way they could have gotten their hands on it. The purple haze... That's something entirely new. *Cyan is still holding onto Reese's hand, taking some bullets out of his arm*
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"You'd be surprised by what the SHG can get their hands on," Wyatt said, reminiscently. "A lot of times they get this sort of stuff from either the black market or conquests they've been on (or are in)." Wyatt realized he almost sounded like Onus for a few seconds. He then noticed his sword leaning against Cyan's seat; it was the same material. Thoughtfully, he looked back at the many holes peppering Reese's body and continued to pull bullets out. "I know that they tend to...fuse things together, if you will," Wyatt added. "They could have fused a purified form of Valhite (whatever that is)--judging by your armor, they haven't discovered the Bessemer process where you're from--and a form of energy; that would make the metal indestructible...enough to pierce his armor. They could never have done that with kryanium; inexplicably, it's practically impossible to infuse it with anything." Wyatt looked over to Clara, who was still tied to the chair, then sighed. "As you saw, they tried to strain her body material and fuse it with robotic technology."
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Mortar: Yeah... Though the thing is that it is very hard to get it OUT of the underworld. And Valhite is almost indestructible. Caesar just mixed it with Adamantium to make it stronger. *Eventually you get all the bullets out of Reese* Alright... Step two, get him on a nearby planet
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"A planet?" Wyatt asked, confused. "Why would we need to get him on a planet?"
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No turbulence when we fix his body. A civilized planet is ideal because we can help Clara too
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Wyatt thought for some time, then drew a blank. "Well, I can't really come up with any," Wyatt admitted. "Do you have any ideas?" He was setting up the ship for warp drive.
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*Mortar takes a moment to think, then looks over to Cyan. After she nods, Mortar goes to face Wyatt* Gydaton
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Wyatt looks down at the set of buttons, his hand hovering over the warp drive lever. "Gydaton," he said, reluctantly. "Alright..." Wilson buzzed through his helmet, quietly enough so that the others wouldn't here: "Yo, anythin' wrong mon?" Wyatt jumped. "Wait--how did you get in there?" he whispered. "Don' ask; I kno' my ways" Wilson responded. "So what is it?" "N-nothing," Wyatt answered, nervously; he looked back at the others, then back ahead. "Just...a lot on my mind right now." He set the course for Gydaton, and pressed a series of buttons and pulled back the lever. Clara's smooth, silver frozen body gave off a reflection, and Reese became paler, almost matching Cyan's skin tone. A few seconds later, the ship jumped off into the distance toward Gydaton. [spoiler]Do you want to end here?[/spoiler]
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Modificato da BrandRobKus: 9/5/2016 5:45:17 PM[spoiler]If you wanna end it here, you can[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]I think I might; this one has gone on for quite a while. XD[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Eh, I've been in longer[/spoiler]
