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6/30/2021 2:54:36 AM
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[i]Cobalt wanders past the man, chatting to someone in his helmet.
His impressive height sets him apart from the crowd, along with the copious amount of weaponry resting on his worn armor.[/i]
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The old man’s eyes widen for a moment. He recognizes some of the weaponry. “Ah, is that the prototype model of the Pythal Lancer? A fine weapon, but quite hard to find given theres only 1000. Looks genuine. But how you came to own such a weapon is not my businesses, unless you wish to humor this old man.”
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The old man looks at him. “I apologize if I interrupted something, it seems I was mistaken in the make and model in the first place.” He chuckles. “My eyes aren’t what they used to be in the case of recognizing weaponry, it would seem.”
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“The slums have faced many trials before without hesitation, but now something seems to be picking us off one by one. We believe it has something to do with those who wish to build here, but their methods of… “eliminating” us are vastly different to what we’ve usually experienced. We need to find out more about our enemy, but with our numbers dwindling, we can’t afford to lose any more people.”
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“We have a few leads, but nothing concrete. Recently a string of small businesses have declared bankruptcy during the extermination. Due to our dwindling numbers we went out to search for help. They expect a slum goer to look into it, but not an actual city goer.” He gives you a slip of paper containing an address. “Find out what you can. Then head to the abandoned church overlooking the city.”
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City goers exchange glances, but nothing seems out of the ordinary. You bump into a few people on the way there, and are relatively inhindered until a voice calls out to you. “Hey! What model is she? Can’t find that on the market.” A skinny man approaches the both of you.
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removedにより編集済み: 7/1/2021 1:30:02 AMThe skinny man isn’t listening. “Well now! A sim[i]uuulacrum[/i]!” He beckons over to a crowd, “Cmon guys! Check out this sweet ride!” Only 4 people emerge from the crowd and gather behind the man. One man in the crowd is seen staring directly at Cobalt, but is then swiftly obscured in the sea of people.
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removedにより編集済み: 7/1/2021 1:43:15 AM“Well now, looks like we have a feisty one! Have to have your little owner hold you back? Sounds like he’s not too keen with sharing. We have a way of convincing people to do so.” He pulls a syringe from his pocket, and steps between the alleys of a nearby store. His group follows.
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"He's [b]not[/b] my owner. And you better back off." "Listen fellas, I think she's right. Go take the night off, yeah?" [i]Cobalt releases the robot, and she reaches back for her rifle, Cobalt doing the same.[/i]
