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7/31/2015 3:16:26 AM
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[b]HUNTING CRANE RP:[/b]
[b][i]"I got the feeling that this guy won't go down quickly..." Ricardo says apprehensively as the airship touches down at the gates of Sector-2. The forest of the Inbetween spans behind you, and an dilapidated, mutated city looms before you as the hull doors of the ship slide open.
In that city, Crane lurks somewhere... [/i][/b]
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Edited by Ex PI: 7/31/2015 5:09:23 PM((Now for step one of the plan...)) As soon as all the Hunters disembark, the Mafia airship rises into the sky and turns for home. There is a soft explosion from a nearby rooftop. Two small, black shapes leap up from a pair of tubes, mounted against the side of a collapsed helipad. The two shapes fall slowly in an arc, then kick upward toward the departing airship. They are SAMs. The two missiles fly through the open airship hatch and detonate. The airship hangs in space, its engines screaming. Almost in slow motion, orange lights bloom from beneath its armored shell as the crippled beast crumples in agony towards the ground below. There is a horrifically bright flash as the airship's nuclear drive detonates. Everything is silent. [spoiler]Ka-boom.[/spoiler]
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[i]Missed. Again.[/i] *[ ] searches the area for the source of the rockets, tracing the flight paths of both*
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The top of a nearby skyscraper, holding the launch tubes, explodes, sliding off the rest of the building and creating a massive cloud of dust which obscures the area. The shrieks of Sector-2 mutants can be heard in the distance. ((I dare you to activate thermals.))
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[i]Well, there goes the rockets.[/i] *[ ] calmly walks to the fire escape and begins to climb up, moving quickly along the sides of the buildings*
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A mutant leaps onto [ ]'s face, only to be shot off from afar. A buzzing sound begins to emit from [ ]'s Tacpad. It's an incoming call.
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*[ ] accepts, climbing onto a ledge while keeping an eye out for more mutants*
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A familiar voice crackles through the TAC-pad speakers. [i]Why do you people keep hunting me? I have no quarrel with you, except that you work with this city's scum. If you were to only walk away, we would not have to have these ugly little spats.[/i]
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*The mechanical voice just chuckles* "I have no quarrel with you either, Crane. I'm just in it for the money. How about we make a deal eh? If we kill you, I won't bother your team anymore. Heck, I'll even check them out. See if they are any good. You manage to kill me? Eh.... I don't like that idea very much."
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The other voice sounds almost... hurt? [i]I don't want to kill you. You're a Potential, and one of the best I've seen. If you die, my team loses an asset, and an ally, all at once. Agents can be replaced, but you need Potentials to replace them. And if you, the first Potential since I joined up, ends up dying, then we won't be able to do our job. After all, that's what I'm offering you. A job, as an Agent. You beat me, and you get it. [/i]
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"What's part of the job? I think I heard something of body modifications. Not the most appealing..."
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Edited by Ex PI: 7/31/2015 8:02:38 PMThe voice pauses, then sighs. [i]I won't lie to you. Ofttimes, our Potentials come from the police or are bounty hunters. In that line of work, two things tend to happen. The first is conflict between Potentials and Agents, and the second are mortal injuries in the line of duty. Even worse is when they combine. At that point, extensive Cybermods are the only way to keep us alive. It's what happened to me. I was running a freelance job, or so my handlers told me, with a bunch of other Hunters I knew. Turned out it was a black-bag for the Mafia, some poor kid they wanted dealt with. I objected, of course. Innocent lives hadn't been in the equation when I took the job. I pulled out my gun and my best friend shot me in the head from 400 yards and dumped my body in the river. I don't remember any of it, but that's what they told me. I wouldn't be here if the evaluation group shadowing me hadn't scraped my guts off the rocks and done about 30 hours of surgery. And now I'm here. Grisly, ain't it?[/i]
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"Grisly indeed. Sorry for taking the shot, but you pulled your gun on one of my friends. Consider us even if I join." *[ ] pulls out their pistol and fires it at a leaping mutant, sending its broken body back down to earth*
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The voice is confused. [i]You... Shot... Me? Huh? I already told you, all the data I got was from my handlers. Even they don't know exactly what happened.[/i]
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"I know because I was there. But never mind that. Let the hunt begin again. May the best hunter win." *[ ] cuts the call, holstering their pistol and resumes their climb through the jungle of Sector-2*
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Crane sits back, confused. Part of his programming was telling him that [ ] was... familiar. More than just another Potential. No matter. She didn't act like she was planning to kill him, but he was sure the others in her team had other ideas. That was... Regretful.
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[b]you receive an incoming call from an unknown caller[/b]
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Crane activates the call.
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[b]you hear Victor's voice[/b] "So your Crane"
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Edited by Ex PI: 7/31/2015 8:48:05 PMThe agent responds. [i]If you wish to give up, then please, do so. Do not waste my time.[/i] He begins scrubbing the signal, in order to determine and pinpoint its source.
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"I know your trying to find out where I am and you may find me but you will not find the others. I am not with them at the moment. I do not wish to kill you I simply wish to speak with you" [b]after scrubbing the signal it reveals he is in the building with you[/b]
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Crane breaks camp and begins to move. This "Victor" cannot be trusted.
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"I don't recommend moving or you will die" [b]you notice the dot from a lasor sight on your chest[/b]
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Edited by Ex PI: 7/31/2015 10:59:15 PMCrane ducks as Victor aims at him, then activates the explosives he's laced through the building.
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[b]Victor jumps from his hiding spot and tackles crane[/b]
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Crane unhinges his arm chisels and shoves one into Victor's stomach, piercing through his armor and pinning him to the wall. The agent then pulls out a pistol and empties its clip into Victor's torso.
