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Edited by Bardo XCIX:
10/29/2015 2:45:30 AM
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[b][u]Breach[/u][/b]
[u][i]Vault, Cyprus Prime Carrier[/i][/u]
[b]A Warp opened in the Vault of the Carrier, and he stepped out
The cameras of the Cyprus experienced static, rendering them useless
He walked down it, looking at the items that had been gathered
A couple of plasma rifles, pieces of Imperial Elite Guard armor, and a model of the original Exalin Carrier
All looted from someplace
What he saw next though, made him stop in his tracks
A head in a jar, labeled Hidelgo[/b]
[b]He made a sound that was distorted by static, but seemed to be a voice
He ran his hand along the face of it, before moving on
He had found what he was looking for
A pair of swords, still sharp after years of neglect
He picked them up, and immediately they began to glow a intense red[/b]
[b]He put them in a scabbard, and turned to leave[/b]
[spoiler]Open[/spoiler]
English
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[b]The scans come up as N/A, unable to comprehend the data[/b]
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[b]She shakes her head, standing again[/b]
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Edited by Python824: 10/29/2015 2:51:59 AMHe follows you, sticking with him. The man wields the giant, red, electric axe with pride and honor. A soldier runs at him. The man just smiles and decimates the soldier with one single swing of the axe. Nothing but a pile of melted flesh remains. He thinks to himself. [i]Pathetic.[/i] He keeps moving being you.
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Edited by Bardo XCIX: 10/29/2015 3:15:52 AM[b]He looks at him[/b] <It looks as though they don't know where she is either.>
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Edited by Python824: 10/29/2015 3:36:01 AM{"I doubt it. She's a ghost. One of us."} Hanging the axe on his back, he looks around.
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Edited by Bardo XCIX: 10/29/2015 3:15:32 AM<I found these, atleast.> [b]He pats the swords on his back[/b] <Looks as though these guys are just scavengers.> <Not even a threat.> [b]HoloScreens appear around his helmet[/b] <Their technology is laughable.> <Are they supposed to be the new Axion?> [spoiler]< >:Translated from unknown language[/spoiler]
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Edited by Python824: 10/29/2015 3:36:14 AM{"How was Axion supposed to be the new Exalin?"} He chuckles and walks down the hall, smashing soldiers out of his way.
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Edited by Bardo XCIX: 10/29/2015 3:16:11 AM<You realize their weapons won't hurt us.> <Why kill them?> [b]Another Warp opens at the end of the hall[/b]
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Edited by Python824: 10/29/2015 3:36:28 AM[spoiler]Sorry about the wait, my dad caught me staying up and i had to start up my computer[/spoiler] {"Why not?"} He eventually pushes his way back towards you, holding roughly fourteen pairs of dogtags.
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Edited by Bardo XCIX: 10/29/2015 9:24:51 AM<Because you'll tip all of them off were here.> <And I really don't feel like dealing with them.> <Let's just report back to the Fleet.>
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{"Let's go."}
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[b]A Warp opens, just as several of the Cyrpus Team arrive[/b] <I told you...> [b]He steps through first[/b]
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He shakes his head, chuckling a little as he steps in.
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[b]The Warp closes[/b] [spoiler]End[/spoiler]
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A man stands in front of them "You in [b]my[/b] vault for any particular reason?"
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[b]Hears what sounds like a voice mixed with static come from their helmets, nothing he can understand The one with the swords stops, and looks at him[/b]
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"My name is sharpshooter and this is my vault" His earpiece begins translating the language
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[b]They seem to understand him, though whatever they are speaking cannot be picked up by the transmitter A Warp opens in front of them and they enter, disappearing[/b]
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He closes his eyes and his body falls to the ground. [b]wherever they are[/b] His soul floats in the spirit world watching the men
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[b]A haze of darkness your sight, blinding you[/b]
