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Edited by Alonfé:
10/13/2015 11:31:07 PM
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[spoiler]You didn't need to. Figured it out on my own ;)[/spoiler]
[i]He looks at you, almost laughing, but smiling nonetheless[/i]
Wyverns, dragons.... one is just bigger than the other... or maybe better!
[i]He smiles at you jokingly, but his face turns serious at looking at the injured.[/i]
I-I should get my staff... maybe I could help...
[i]He lets out a long yawn, not holding it back at all, stretching both his mechanical and real arm in the air. He pulls his staff from his pocket: a short bronze stick, maybe ruler sized, but after he shakes it slightly, it extends into a full, 2m long staff, winged at the top. A glowing orb sat atop it's mantle.[/i]
Time.... to..... *yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaawn*.......work. Anyone needing serious care?
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[b]She frowns a bit.[/b] "Most of them are far beyond help at this point... But the medics could always use help." [b]She slams her fist on a table.[/b] "I should have been here! That beacon was just bait to get the Genesis off the ship, and now they stab us when our backs are turned! Hmph!"
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[i]He yawns again.[/i] Must've known I was asleep, too. How long has it been.... 2 days? 3 days? I dunno, I'll check the calendar later... but how? We have a spy onboard? [i]He shrugs[/i] Just a thought.
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"It's quite a viable thought as well. They wouldn't have been so gutsy unless they were 100% sure both remaining Genesis were not close enough to respond in time."
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[i]He nods, scratching the back of his neck.[/i] Mhm, cuz Python coulda -blam!-ed 'em up single-handedly... haven't seen you in action yet, so I can't judge... and if I was -blam!-ING AWAKE!!!!!!... I coulda taken 'em out too... It's a start, anyway. [i]The staff starts to glow; Alon's energy was coming back, stronger than previously, after a good sleep.[/i]
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"Oh we'll get them back for this... This was a low blow. It was the little guys that took the brunt of it. The soldiers with families back home, the guards a few months from retirement..."
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[i]His eyes turn down, filled with regret; memories of what he did back in the rescue mission for Python, thousands dead in an instance... all him...[/i] I... I-I feel it too..... we'll kill them.... kill them all for what they did... [i]Minerva saw two very familiar looks; the one he had after what he did during the rescue, but also the silent anger of before the rescue, before he knew what he was about to do.[/i]
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"Been a long time since we rescued Python..." [b]She looks down.[/b] "You heard about Murph yet?"
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Edited by Alonfé: 10/14/2015 12:28:00 AM[i]He nods.[/i] I should've been there... been there to stop IT!!! [i]At the final word, a small gust of wind blows down the hall, ruffling his shirt.[/i] But no.... no.... I'm never there........
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"You couldn't have done anything. Only a Genesis could've taken his place." [b]She looks away as her voice breaks down a bit.[/b] "Meaning that... That [i][b]I[/b][/i] could've done something..."
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[i]Alon puts a comforting hand on her shoulder, pulling her into a hug.[/i] Death is for a reason. I learned things never really die, they always live on in your heart, aiding you when you need it. [i]He looks over her shoulder at the injured and dead, some still there.[/i] Don't let his death go to waste... [b]their[/b] deaths go to waste. He died so you wouldn't. You gotta live like it's two lives now, to make up for his. Do all the things he wanted to do. Fulfill his dreams. [i]He lets go from the embrace, looking her straight in the eyes.[/i] He's always right here... [i]He says, pointing straight to her heart, and his.[/i] ...just don't forget him, eh?
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[b]She nods slowly.[/b] "Th- Thanks Alonfè... Everyone else was so torn up about it too, there wasn't really anyone left to comfort us. But you're doing it. That's what he would've done, wanted all of us to do."
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[i]He nods slowly too, smiling a bit.[/i] I got some work to do, here and there, gotta put this staff to use or it'll start collecting dust. [i]He winks at her as he walks away, raising his metal fist to the sky as a way of encouragement; a symbol of unity.[/i] Never forget! The sacrifices of old got us here, and the ones we make today will push forward new dreams! Hopes! Just keep on believing! [i]He shouts it as loud as he dared, marching down the hallway, staff in hand, metal fist raised; it was quite an odd sight, too, but fit his 14-yr old demeanor. Nothing really got him down for too long, anyways.[/i]
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[b]A few soldiers salute as he walks by, inspired.[/b]
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*rubs my left eye and quickly covers it with my hand then starts looking around*
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"Something wrong Lethal?"
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Yes I've lost something important *starts feeling around on the ground*
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"What was it? Your sight?"
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Kind of...I guess you could say that *moves my hand away and my left eye is gone*
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"Uhh... How do you just lose your eye like that? Wouldn't you notice, like, the moment it fell out?"
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That's what I'm trying to figure out...damn prosthetic
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"..."
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I suppose when I got a little blood thirsty I didn't notice it was gone....this is going to be a pain in the ass to find
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"Yeah... Your on your own for that, but by the way, know where I could get a power cell for a defense turret?"
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Probably maintenance or if you can get me the blueprints I can make some...how many do you need?
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"6, delivered to Liliana in the hangar."
