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10/17/2015 2:42:34 PM
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"Not in the slightest. This one is quite light, actually. Also, swordfighting has been passed through my bloodline since the beginning of time. Not willing to stop now."
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The space station is much clearer now* "A sword that long? In an open field, sure. In tight hallways? Not so sure."
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"You'd be surprised."
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"Im sure i would." the gunship looks for a docking point*
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"Any clue what's inside?"
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"Some technology of some kind since this seems to be a station of science, but you never know. Could be credits, drugs or something else."
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"Definitely worth checking out. See a way in?"
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"Checking."
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[b]He waits.[/b] [spoiler]are we gonna go in..?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]yeah.[/spoiler] He finds a suitable docking point and heads for it*
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[b]He looks at the dock carefully, sword now drawn.[/b]
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He unfolds the stock on his shotgun as the doors open*
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[b]He leads, as he has a closer range weapon.[/b] "Got any flashlights, or know where a power room may be?"
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He tosses you a flashlight*
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"So... We looking for a lab or power room?" [b]He walks forward cautiously.[/b]
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"Lets hit up the power room, see if we can get this place back up and running."
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[b]He looks for a sign or hallway.[/b]
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A hallway that looks promising shoots forward*
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[b]He goes down it carefully.[/b]
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A trail of blood goes down the hall*
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[b]He follows it.[/b]
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The trail ends at a humanoid creature, long deceased. The decaying stench lingers*
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"Any idea what this is?"
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"Nope. Lets keep moving."
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"Wait, he may have something on him." [b]He searches the body for anything, possibly a keycard or something to signify the creature's race.[/b]
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You find a keycard, a plasma pistol, and several power cells on the decaying creature*
