[u]Revy[/u]
Revy sits in her hobby room, glad to finally be able to use her own house again. She scrolls through her modified scanners frequencies, bored out of her mind, than when she stumbles upon gold base's frequency, not knowing it belongs to gold base of course. [i]" .. come if you wa- " [/i]. she twists the knobs and turns a few dials in order to get a clearer wave, she begins to listen.[i] I know that voice[/i] she tells herself, if only she could remember where she heard it.
[u]Zhackie[/u]
Zhackie was walking back to Downtown Cidyetica when he received the message. He pauses and brings up his Pad, Rom begins to walk around him, curious why they have stopped. Zhackie grunts, "Well wouldn't want someone thinking I hate them". Zhackie takes 8 pills (-8KAP8) and places a hand on top of Rom. With that, they both disappear.
Zhackie and Rom materialize on the roof top and land on the ground. Zhackie looks around.
English
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You see a familiar mech suit and a figure stands in front of you. Dressed in worn black body armor with a mirror faced helm he is unrecognizable, but a revolver of exquisite and unique craftsmanship is in a chest holster. The Obituary. "Hello Zhackie, it's been awhile."
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"Allen" Zhackie responds. "Well, now you know I don't hate you"
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[spoiler]unfortunatly I have to sleep so I'll respond when I wake up[/spoiler]
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"Hard to tell nowadays, how have you been? Haven't seen any of you since the uprising."
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"Well, thanks to that it's been, worse for psions. I've been hiding Downtown, but then again that's what I was doing even before the uprising, so nothing much has changed with me"
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"Hmm guess things change and something's don't. I'll be hiding out in my old apartment take care of yourself Zhackie."
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"You as well"