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10/10/2015 1:58:29 AM
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[b]The cold, metallic feeling on a gun being pressed to your head is felt, a few seconds later the gun is taken away from your head followed by a male voice.[/b]
"I-I'm sorry, I thought you were someone I should be defending myself from."
[b]A short bit of nervous laughter follows the voice, several footsteps are then heard moving away from you at a slow pace. [/b]
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*gets on my knees and picks up the prosthetic eye* I'm gonna have fun popping this in after I clean it
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"Sorry, maybe I can help you with it." [b]Much lighter footsteps are heard getting closer to you. Though, they don't seem hostile at all.[/b]
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Help would be appreciated and it functions just like a real eye so don't piss yourself when the pupil dilates *tosses the eye to him and stands up*
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[b]He catches the eye and examines it thoroughly, he sounds like he's lost in thought possibly.[/b] "Well, I do know a few people that do this on a daily basis. Hopefully they won't break it." [b]He pauses briefly while still examining any damage to the eye.[/b] "Otherwise, someone's head will be served on a silver platter."
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*the eye dilates and you see something move inside it* All it needs is a quick rinse in lemon juice *rolls my sleeve up all the way revealing a mechanism on my upper arm that's inspired by a fishing rod reel*
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"I've seen much worse. The reason I decided to encounter you is because you looked familiar." [b]Two human figures clad in highly advanced combat armor appear beside him, both of their helmets giving off a slight blue glow from the protruding lights and their black capes reaching halfway down their back, [/b]
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Oh really? *turns around to face him while testing the threads*
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[b]You turn around and see a figure standing at 10 feet tall, clad in what seems to be the attire of a hunter from a place far away and foreign to most people, his eyes seem to be a dark shade of crimson and a bandana covers most of his face along with a torn hat, the other two figures eye you suspiciously and seem to be protecting him.[/b "I don't think these two will ever learn. I can handle myself, I wouldn't be the leader if I wasn't." [b]The two unknown figures back away slowly and disappear into two portals, the portals fading out of existence soon after.[/b]
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*looks at his apparel* You seem...familiar
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"Well if you think I'm familiar I'll me go over who I am then. That might refresh your memory." [b]He leans against a nearby wall before undoing the bandana around his face and sighing.[/b] "Well, my name is Makoto, I am apparently a good leader from what my assistants tell me. But what kind of leader gets sent to the medbay 3 times in less than a week?" [b]He laughs quietly as he reminisces of those days in Yharnam before everything seemed to collapse on itself. [/b]
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That explains it then *pulls a length of thread and starts weaving it into a dagger*
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"I'm guessing I have a bit of explaining to do. Maybe, maybe not." [b]He looks at the ground, uninterested, he then takes a rifle off of his back and starts checking the loaded magazine, the scope, and the safety.[/b] "Well, at least I found a mildly inhabitable place to visit."
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Yeah *un weaves the dagger and weaves the thread into a sheet* Try shooting this. The threads are unbreakable but I need to make sure they can stop a bullet
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"Okay, though this rifle is far below standard caliber for most of our weaponry. The results may be skewed." [b]He leans off of the wall and aims at the threads through the rifle's scope before pulling the trigger, the bullet hitting its target exactly in the center.[/b]
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*the threads tighten as the bullet hits and splits it into thousands of tiny pieces* Ok so the threads are durable enough...thanks for the help
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"You're welcome, though I assume that a higher caliber may pierce the threads." [b]He leans against the wall again as he looks down a hallway and keeps staring in that direction.[/b]
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Nano carbon tubes cross weaved with graphene will be able to stop most high caliber rounds *reels the thread back into the spool and unrolls my sleeve hiding the device*
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Edited by Rimidalv Nisom: 10/10/2015 8:07:15 PM[b]He nods in acknowledgement while remaining silent, still looking at the long hallway and occasionally moving slightly.[/b]
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Edited by Forlorn Crow: 10/10/2015 8:10:01 PMIs something troubling you? *starts walking and gestures for him to follow*
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[b]He gets off of the wall and follows while looking at his surroundings, now interested by something possibly. [/b] "It's nothing, I'm just hoping that no one here will try to kill me,"
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No one would have a reason to assault you..just avoid tackling people
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"I can tell that it's a bad idea. It's hard to tell if someone's an ally or an enemy when you're new somewhere." [b]He starts checking the pockets of his coat slowly and thoroughly, almost as if he is looking for something.[/b]
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What are you searching for? *extends some thread and begins knitting with it*
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"A friend of mine had something she wanted to give you, sadly she couldn't find you so she told me to give it to you." [b]He keeps searching until he finally finds something in one of the pockets and takes it out with his left hand, it appears to be a silver revolver with feather engravings lining the barrel, a small u-shaped ring on the bottom of the weapon's reciever, the trigger guard of the firearm removed. [/b] "She didn't need it anymore so she wanted you to keep it. It has been modified slightly, aswell."
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She's a very generous person...but why give it to me?
