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オリジナルの投稿元:The New Dojo
7/9/2017 4:31:01 AM
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"There's this one memory that needs to be simulated for me to understand, or at least projected," Mark said.
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"Havoc... give my memories to Q. He can go through them and I'll tell you which one," Mark requested. "Alright. Q, I keep a file of all of Mark's memories. The file is encrypted to avoid file corruption, but it's nothing you can't crack," Havoc told Q, "Sending the file now." The file's encryption pattern was a pattern of 54, 77, 13, 61, 1055, 93.
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The surroundings in the chamber changed into a large room filled with stasis pods. Most of the pods were occupied. And as the last one was occupied. Mark-54 wasn't in his armor. No, he was wearing civilian clothes. He stood next to another Exo. It looked female, who was also in civilian clothes. She had grey base plating, yellow eyes and a yellow stripe down her face. Mark slammed his first into a nearby pillar. And for the first time, the memory wasn't silent. "Mark...." The other Exo said, "Calm down, dear." "Molly...." Mark told her, "It's just.... frustrating. Rasputin and the other warminds shut down. Charlemange whispered to me and told me to go into stasis. Now Matthew and Morgan are in the last two stasis pods in the system."
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Havoc looked to Cylus, "Yes... He has never heard the conversation that happened in that memory." Molly sighed, "Let's get home. Back to Earth. If something is coming for us, perhaps we should say final goodbyes to our friends, both Human, and Exo." Molly reached for Mark's hand. The memory blinked. Then flashed to another. It appeared to be in a ship that was going to crash. Mark had rushed to the cockpit, to bring the ship out of autopilot, and to correct its path. It crashed through Mars's semi-thick atmosphere, into the sands, and everything in the memory went black.
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"Do you think that where you were discovered? You said it yourself, Guardians [i]are[/i] on Mars fighting the space turtles." Cylus asks He turns to face havoc with a curious look. "Where did [i]you[/i] find Mark in the first place?" he asks the ghost
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Splashback77により編集済み: 7/11/2017 4:07:27 AM"That Exo... Molly... she must have been close to me before I died. I mentioned two people, Matthew and Morgan. Who are they, and how do I know them?" Mark wondered. Someone busted in. A woman. Wearing a black, V-neck leather jumpsuit. She didn't wear gloves with them, odd enough. And on her middle finger was a ring made of silver, and motes of light replacing diamonds. A Ghost followed her, with a Light gray shell that had moondust stick to it. She had golden-brown hair that tumbled past her shoulders, and hazel eyes that were soft. She had an hourglass build, was 5 foot 10, and had strong leg muscles. She had ammunition on a belt around her waist. And two holsters, one for her Havoc Pigeon, the other for her Wormwood. "Sarah? What are you doing here?" Mark asked, startled. "Don't keep your comm channel open," she told them, "Lunar and I were listening in. Honestly, I wanted to know what you were doing. I know, the whole espionage deal is Mia's freelance thing, but I decided to give it a shot. I heard the word [i]simulation[/i] and figured, might as well test out a prototype."
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Cylus reached for and aimed his gun as the woman bursted in. But as he realized she and Mark knew each other, he lowered it slowly. "You going to introduce me to your friend?" he asks. "Another guardian, I presume."
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Cylus could see the ring on her finger. Mark explained, "Guardians are split into three groups depending on why they manipulate their light. Hunters, Titans, and Warlocks. Hunters manipulate it their light yo survive. Titans to protect the Last City. And Warlocks in pursuit of knowledge." Sarah added on, "And mostly by the armor they wear. Hunters wear light armor, for agility and speed, and cloaks as a symbol of their free spirit. Titans wear bulky and strong armor so they can tough out long fights. Warlocks wear robes as a symbol of knowledge on the battlefield. And I am not wearing my armor right now." Mark whispered to Cylus, "I used to have a huge crush on her until recently."
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"This is vital information." Cylus nods his head. "I'm a pilot, one if the highest ranks in the Militia. Second only to commanders and captains." he says. "Mark and I were going over some simulations of our past. How we died and what not."
