originally posted in:The Roleplay League
Hunter-0 sits in the tower, on some crates in the shipyard hangar. He seems solemn. Black wisps come off him like steam from a pot. He looks around, but attempts to avoid making eye contact.
"So this is what I am. I'm Taken.
"No. Only your vex implants are. That's how they get to you. But because the implants aren't fully implemented, they will never have real control," His Ghost responds with.
"I can't function. It was a knight. An average knight ultra. A weak mutant to be exact."
"You were distracted."
"I [i]failed[/i], little light."
A moment of silence occurs.
"I'm not leaving you. You need me."
"I need the 3 terabytes of data from you.
"And your point?"
"I can replace you with the hard drive on my ship."
"So that's it? You're going to continue years of research. Research that started before the majority of Guardians came."
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"Well they aren't dark guardians if that is what you think, one of them is a cabal and the other is a fallen."
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"Ah. So still part darkness class species, but not dark guardians."
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"Nope, you should meet them some time, they are wonderful people."
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He seems a bit confused at that. "I just might have to," he says, chuckling.
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"Great, just treat them like you would anyone else and you should be fine."
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"Okay. Won't be much of a problem. Aside from maybe your cabal friend being startled by my taken part."
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"I'll warn him about you, because he could kill you with ease."
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"Mhm. Totally." His mouth forms into the closest thing to a smirk an Exo can get.
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"I think that covers everything we needed to talk about."
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"I believe it does." He holds his hand out for a handshake. "Good luck out there. And remember about my beacon"
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[b]xerox shakes his hand, her grip was as strong as a titan's[/b] "I will, and good luck on any future endeavors."
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Hunter's right eye turns off and back on as he walks away, heading to his lab, his interest in his augmentation revived.
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[b]xerox goes back to her guardian form as she heads home[/b]
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Robert jet packed up to him landing feet first."Hey mate, you OK?" He asked concern, hinted in his voice. The hunter seemed a tad strange. He walked closer to him, but cautiously. He had his hand resting on his custom hand cannon built for its punch and speed.
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Edited by CybrWyteTygr: 10/2/2015 11:17:52 PM"I guess. I'm alive." His tone is bland, even for the odd voice of an Exo.