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5/24/2016 12:40:20 AM
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[b][i]Awakening[/i][/b]
Monica shot awake. She was covered in sweat, her combat suit still on. On her left hand was an eye... Much like her uncle. Where was she?
"H...Hi?"
She calls out. She was shaking. Her vision was shaky. She stands, supporting herself on the rock wall. She was in... What felt like a ship...
Why was she here? What... What happened? Last thing she remembered she was sleeping in her bed... And then... She was here. She exited the room cautiously, looking at her surroundings.
"H-Hello?"
She calls out. She was lost... On a probably massive ship.
[spoiler]Shad[/spoiler]
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The ship creaked menacingly, it was a dark and gloomy place. It wasn't a safe place. At all. Monica needed to move, and fast. [spoiler]I'll assume she has a radio device on.[/spoiler] Her radio begins to beep, signaling that a channel had been picked up. [i]"This i... pestor Prime El... nor Lanca... r, to any... cieving this,... yourself... western wing... we have... perial person... board, rea... ling to help."[/i] Although the message was garbled, she clearly recognized this voice. It was her Aunt, Eleanor.
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由Shadlezz编辑： 5/24/2016 1:04:58 AMThe message simply continued on a loop. She couldn't hear her. Monica's extreme sense of direction, gifted and taught to her by her father, made her feel as if she was in the east of the ship. She needed to go west, down the decrepit and dark tunnels that hid god knows what kinds of horrors...
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由Shadlezz编辑： 5/24/2016 2:00:48 AMQuickly, she got lost, and as if she had the worst luck in the world, she ran back straight into the patrol. This time, there was no escape. In surprise, Monica slipped and fell to the floor, her leg wounded. She would die here. Until a man in armour surged out of nowhere, planting a dagger in a Necron's throat. The body began to rust, dissipating into a fine dust. The wraith screamed in rage, charging the man with its razor-sharp claws. The man brought out a black blade that glowed with strange violet energy. Blocking the assault with his shield, he cleaved the Wraith clean in half, like a hot knife cutting through an even hotter slab of butter. When the other Necrons began to target him, the man stood still. Suddenly, seven purple runes burned into the ground around him in a circle. A strange voice that Monica couldn't understand began whispering from everywhere and nowhere at the same time, each of the runes lighting up. As each rune lit up one by one, a bolt of purple energy shot out of his body and struck a warrior, making it explode immediately. Once they were all dead, he rushed to Monica's side. He took off his helmet,[url=http://i.imgur.com/xOhJtgG.jpg] revealing his face, who's handsome demeanor immediately struck Monica.[/url] "It isn't safe here. We have to move." He said, with an exotic and appealing accent. He held his hand out for her, to help her get back up.
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由cyberattaq编辑： 5/24/2016 2:03:43 AMShe watched, shocked as the whole thing unfolded. She looked him in the eyes as he knelt by her side, she was scared, her leg felt broken, and she most likely couldn't stand. She took his hand, and got up, biting her lip at the pain. "Thank... Thank you..." She pauses. "Who are you... And why... Why did you help me?"
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He put her arm around his shoulder to support her weight. "My name is Tulleesh Tibernes. And I save any poor soul I see. Especially the cute ones." He chuckles. "I don't know how I got here, but I'm assuming neither do you. Am I correct?"
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Her face was red more from the pain than his nice compliment, she nods at his questions. "I've no idea..." She gasps in pain. Her leg needed to be set, it was distorted... And hurt more than anything. She tried to move it and she cried out, nearly blacking out.
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"Whoa whoa whoa, don't strain yourself too much." He put her back down on the ground, kneeling besides her. "Here. I'll heal you." Three purple runes appeared around him, and the same voice began reading them out. He placed his hand over her broken bone, and small arcs of violet Lightning flew from his hand into her body. It felt warm, and suddenly, her bone was back into place, and already healing. A purple field kept hovering over her wound. "Here. It's a magical bandage. Don't try to get it off. The pain should have stopped by now." He looked back to her, looking her in the eyes. "What's your name?"
