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オリジナルの投稿元:The New Dojo
8/30/2017 4:54:52 AM
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A few hours passed before a small orb appeared in the area, metallic in surface and reflecting anything caught on its surface. The small thing looked maybe a foot in diameter, hovering about seemingly like magic as it kept to the outskirts of the small perimeter. It was unclear what it was, although ideas where felt. A drone, scanning the area, or something else that had an interest in the groups "efforts".
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The soldiers maintained their positions, not showing any outwards aggression towards the drone. They too were studying it, their ocular implants recording it and sending images to the database. Any hostility could mean conflict, and they were simply here for acquisition purposes.
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The most they could get was images and strings of unidentified data, most likely fed on a loop as a distraction. Any info on the drone showed it as an unidentified metal chassis that was sending heavily encoded messages to an offworld entity known as "Nova Prime", or the "Parallel Singularity", which raised questions about the name itself. The drone slowly got closer, scanning the soldiers and their armor without them knowing as it fluttered about, a metallic ball of unknown origin.
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They had orders to not provide or show any hostile engagement. They were within the borders of a Group of Interest - very erratic one, at that. The Dojo was home to some of the most powerful warrior-entities across worlds, and they had no intention of engaging any. No, they were vultures at best. One of the soldiers held up a hand to the Orb - a sign of peace.
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The orb let out a low groan, almost like metal shearing apart, yet nothing happened to it. It hovered in the air, still and silent in the way it floated about. The soldier seemed to have stunned it or made it stop. Or it was just ignoring everything to get scans on the soldier.
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The scans revealed the soldiers to be completely human. Typical exosuit armour, with standardized polyceramic plating. Mild augmentations such as ocular implants in the form of clever contact lenses came up on the drone's radar, but nothing paranormal or anomalous.
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Simple barriers that had been erected to create small checkpoints. Tents for soldiers to rest in, with quartermasters occupying some while maintaining weapons. Apart from the convoy the truck arrived with, there wasn't anything too distinguishable. The truck itself had some lab equipment inside of it, along with some body bags being preserved in portable cryo-pods.
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The bags where what interested the drone. Men of science, yet they where armed and had bodies in cyro, that spoke a few things. It floated towards the truck, seemingly facing it, although it was scanning the bodies.
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Only two were contained in the cryo-containers. A large-built woman and a Twi'lek, both dead from gunshots. The former's armour was collected in a box in the truck - large thick plate, looking like the knights of old.
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Obviously the drone had not gotten the transmission from earlier, which quite literally stated that live donations would be taken. In regards to the high note, the soldiers looked at the drone quizzically.
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An alarm spread throughout each of the soldiers as the first set of firewalls tripped, the data the drone was trying to extract locking itself out of the main database. The most it could extract was that Scienta Advocata Dominus was an alias, as well as a simple restatement of their mission: offer the Dojo monetary compensation for live donations. They were vultures, but legal ones at that. "Hey!" one soldier called to the drone, "I would like to kindly ask you to cease all attempts of hacking our database."
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The drone stayed silent, as more warnings appeared, different now. The firewalls it encountered where solid for a moment, before a string of codes went through their feed. [b]SYSTEMINFO//: Database lockout BYPASSAUTHORITY//: Denied. Denied. Denied. Denied. Denie- SYSTEMINFO//: Unauthorized plug in detected. Warning. Warning. Warning. System override detecte- SYSTEMINFO//: Update detected. Applying Update. SYSTEMUPDATE//: Status: 10%[/b]
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The soldiers raised their weapons at the drone. "Final warning!" he shouted, "cease your attempt or we will be forced to open fire!" Of course, the drone didn't know that once the update was complete, it would only have access to the data located within the truck's personal archives. It was quite literally locked out of the main database - the inter-dimensional data link had been severed, and Amoridia was far away from the Dojo.
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The drone didn't seem to care for the missing data, seeking to attain all it could as the update kept up but the feed stopped. The drone backed away then, letting let a low hum at the click of rifles. It scanned them all again, then shot into the air randomly.
