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10/25/2015 6:07:32 AM
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As soon as he heard the gun click he began to digistruct the Gauss Cannon on his arm, but decided against it when he realized that at such close ranges, he wouldn't have time to pull it off. Instead, he raised both of his hands; the real one that was still gloved, and the prosthetic one, whose black alloy covering shimmered in the dull light of the room. The chip lay between his feet, projecting some form of mutating shape. One second it was a cube, the next a dodecahedron, and the next a polygon of infinite sides, and it continues to warp its shape as the two stand there. Realizing that his silence was even more incriminating than anything he could say, he spoke up "I yield."
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  • [b]Her footsteps are heard, and the sound of her bending over and the feeling cold steel are felt The next thing he knew, the chip was in her hands now, as she kept the gun trained on him[/b]

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  • Smirking, he kept his back turned to her, unmoving despite the opportunity he had to hit her while she was bending over. Instead, he took the time to ask her a few questions. "Do you know what power lays dormant in that chip? The sheer, raw power that it contains, the knowledge that you possess at your fingertips at this very second?" He lies of course, but she had no way of knowing.

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  • [b]Ëlemt sees the chip and freezes, then mumbles audible for you to hear[/b] "Arkiostœl activation technology...."

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  • The shapes displayed by the chip begin to regain shape, but still mutate randomly, albeit noticeably slower. Eric hears what you said, but is more preoccupied with Jupiter to take much notice.

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  • [b]In a quick smooth motion Ëlent whispers something and balls his hand into a fist, a black small orb of thick water smoke surrounds the chip and starts to float towards Ëlent[/b]

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  • [spoiler]After the events between me and Jupiter...[/spoiler] As the Vault began to collapse upon itself, Eric made his way towards where Elent ran off with the chip. Weapon raised, he turned the corner and found Elent with the chip. Ironically, he chose the infamous words that had so recently been used on him, "Freeze."

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  • [b]Ëlent with the chip stares at the figure and knows now[/b] Why do you seek the arkiostœl technology's?,,,,

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  • He hesitates, deciding to tell Elënt the truth about the chip, "You hold the fragmented conscience of the warrior named Matthew Hallwinter, a legend of the past. Some part of him still resides in that chip, but he's dormant now. Maybe I can bring him back..."

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  • [b]Ëlent shakes his head[/b] "This may have been a memory but touched by a darkness... Only I know of the revival- [b]Ëlent stops talking and realizes his mistake [/b]

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  • Eric's eyes widen as he catches Elënt's mistake. He hefts his Gauss prosthetic threateningly, though he honestly wouldn't shoot unless he had to, "Keep going."

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  • [b]Ëlent whispers something and the gun is suddenly darkened and breaks itself down into the individual pieces that once were a full weapon[/b] Darkness is within every creature indeed... Separate the memory from the blight within this relic and your ally has a possible chance of being spared eternity of insanity....

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  • [spoiler]The gun in question is literally his arm... And his only weapon, essentially. I'd prefer you not destroy it, but if you really want to I'll go along with it. [/spoiler] "Darkness you say? The legends say that Hallwinter disappeared, went insane in some battle and slated an entire army single handedly, and then destroyed the entire planet by forcing the escaping refuge ships back into the planet's surface. He's no friend of mine, nor do I know him, but he was known for his mental progress. I doubt he's insane, or even corrupted." At the word Hallwinter, the shape in the chip freezes as a cube, and turns a shade of ginger. It begins to vibrate unexpectedly, and the cube begins morphing slowly.

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  • [b]Ëlent condenses both hands over the thick watery smoke orb surrounding the chip and within a thick ball of blackish ice freezes over the chip.[/b] Stasis will not last long... If not an ally why revive a darkness... We must destroy it... [b]Ëlent is about to smash his hands together[/b]

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  • Edited by Spyglass: 10/25/2015 7:22:41 AM
    As he went to do so, time seemed to grind to a halt. Your conscious was still moving at its penal pace, but everything around you, including your own motions, seemed greatly slowed. A broken silhouette of a being appeared from the chip, huddled on his knees. When he spoke, it sounded as if a male and female voice spoke in complete harmony "I am entropy's pinnacle, the shadow of the Light. What will you say, oh bearer mine? How shall you sing my fate?"

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  • [b]Ëlent immediately switches from smashing the orb between his hands to absorbing it into his body[/b] One of darkness you are to enter my mind, you are entering your end, why do you seek the destruction of life?

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  • The trapped consciousness immediately feels your mind, like fingertips grazing the surface of the ocean, before settling itself in. You catch glimpses of his history as it briefly takes control of your mind... And then completely disappears. "Thank you, oh savior mine, for allowing me this freedom." Then the lights begin to flicker... And then they fail.

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  • [b]Ëlent shakes in a spurt of an emotion he has not felt in a very very long time... Anger... [/b] History already I've seen strange memory... [b]Ëlent releases the chip, grabs it and swallows it in front of Eric[/b]

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  • Edited by Spyglass: 10/25/2015 7:37:56 AM
    Eric makes a gesture to stop you, but he is too late... But so is Elënt. What fractured remains existed of Ginger had already made it inside of the ship. [spoiler]End. This isn't the last you'll hear of him[/spoiler]

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  • [b]She hesitates[/b] [i]"No, but even then, why would I trust you?"[/i] [b]Following standard protocol, she presses a button on her comm link, notifying the security on the ship[/b]

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  • Still smirking, he turns around, revealing the rather sharp face with black hair and mischievous green eyes. "Well, what've you got to lose?" Mid sentence, he condenses all the light he had gathered and releases it, creating an incredibly bright flash of light. Blinded as well, he takes the time to construct the Helios Cannon in his arm and takes a random shot and bear where Jupiter was standing. It misses, but it hits a nearby shelf and sends it, and all its items, crashing towards the ground on top of the two.

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  • [b]She screams, as the sound of shattered glass and metal is heard She, rather luckily, is knocked out during the commotion[/b]

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  • As he regains his sight, Eric notices three things. One, he had missed Jupiter, and his shot had sent the numerous shelves in the room crashing into the ground. Two, that stalker creature whose name he did not know had gotten away with the chip... Which was so much more important even than what he said to Jupiter. Three, Jupiter was lying unconscious from a head wound, and objects began to fall as the entire shelf began to collapse. Though he had been shooting her a second earlier, he had been in a life or death scenario at gunpoint. This was letting an unconscious human being get killed due to his actions, which was unacceptable to him, regardless of who she was. Grabbing her by her arms, he half holds-half drags her away from harm, laying her to rest just outside of the room. Now, he needed to find that creature...

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  • [b]After lifting her, he finds that a large shard of glass was embedded in her stomach, as well as a head wound She, ultimately, would end up bleeding out if not cared for[/b]

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  • Edited by Spyglass: 10/25/2015 6:53:21 AM
    As Eric started to turn around to pursue Elënt, he noticed the blood on his hands... Blood that didn't belong to him. Looking over at Jupiter's body, he notices the large shard of glass protruding out of her body, and the gash on her head. Instantly deciding what to do, he rips off the midsection strip of his shirt and wraps it around her head wound. Gingerly, he pulled the glass shard out of her belly, careful not to jerk the shard around overly, and then used another strip of his shirt to staunch the bleeding. Knowing that this was the limit of his limited medical skills, Eric hit a panel on the wall that signaled medic bots to deal with her. He took one last glance at her body before he took off down the hallway. Hopefully when she woke up she would realize what he had done for her.

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  • [b]The last thing he saw, was her oak colored hair matted with blood and covered in the makeshift bandaging, and her white skin Truly, she was beautiful, if not for recent situations and the current dilemma Medical bots then swarm her, working on her wounds, and hiding her from sight[/b]

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