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11/2/2015 1:03:58 AM
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[b]A tall, built, older look man step quietly into hanger 12 where general Hill directed him. He seems to fit the description of Jack, a member of Fire Team Axion.
The once dark hair is now laced with silver strands, the clean shaved face now gone with some facial hair. The once young and joyful Jack is now gone but replaced with the now older and more mature Jack.
He was asked to be the trainer and field leader of all of the new kids of this new organization. He decide to take the offer but he had no idea what he got himself into.
He stands tall with lingering fire on his shoulders, people watch him questing what he was or is.[/b]
[spoiler]Guess who's back? Also it's open.[/spoiler]
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[b]she walks into her ship[/b]
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*Ëlent looks at him oddly then walks up to him holding out his hand* "Well it seems you know this place better than anyone, currently everyone here is either drinking or cheating on each other..."
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[i]He shakes his hand[/i] "I'm actually new here."
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"Odd... Well anyways my name is Ëlent... I'm not exactly the most important thing around here to be quite honest."
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"We all have a part in something."
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"I tried saving a planet of 70 million people populated with colonies, while everyone drank and became such.... Whores as your races call it..."
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"I see, at least you tried, and as for my race I'm half demon."
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"Most here are... Of demon origins... I am not but I wish the others would pay respect to me."
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"I respect those who give respect."
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"You seem to deserve it, the others have none of it."
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"They are a bunch of reckless kids after all."
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"And for I am 467 years old..."
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Edited by EvoTymes: 11/2/2015 2:25:16 AM"Wow, haven't met someone as old as you in a while."
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"Quite rare... And I laugh, others think I have a lesser intelligence... They drown their brains in alcohol which I have studied to be very dangerous for your organs..."
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"Umm what?"
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[b]A gunship docks in the bay, as its massive cargo bay door opens, and out steps a few soldiers, Jace, Eva, and Jupiter Jupiter, holding a gunshot wound in her shoulder, is walking in his direction, as blood seeps through her fingers and she seems on the verge of crying out in pain[/b]
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[i]He silently walks over to Jupiter and inspects the wound[/i] "It seems the bullet is still in your arm, here let me help you." [i]His tone is cold and deep but there's a hint of warmth, the lingering fire makes her question if he is something else[/i]
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[b]She looks at him coldly, as if she didn't trust him, but accepts the help[/b]
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[i]He sets her down on a chair and holds a hand slightly above the wound. The flames on his shoulder move down his arm and to his hand turning white. They wrap around her arm and the bullet falls out and her arm is healed effortlessly. As he does this, he seems to match the description of a man named Jack, a member of Fire team axion. He finished healing her arm and no pain was even in the question. [/i]
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[b]Moaning from the sudden pain from the heat, she looks up at him, her ocean blue eyes scanning his[/b]
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[i]His sharp, piercing silver eyes are not normal from the everyday man.[/i]
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[b]She shivers, his cold eyes made him seem off Along with the fire on his shoulders How the hell does that work?[/b]
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[i]He spoke low but with some warmth[/i] "There, your good as new." [i]He stood up and dusted himself off, her wound fully healed and her arm felt great.[/i]
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[b]She rotates her shoulder, standing as well[/b]
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"I'm Jack by the way." [i]He holds out his hand[/i]
