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originally posted in:The New Dojo
1/9/2017 3:23:10 AM
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[b][u][u]A Friend's Betrayal.[/u][/u][/b]
[b]In the dead of night, the NCR Ranger Watcher traveled the war torn halls of the dojo, headed for the exit.
He had a bag, which was packed. It seemed he planned on leaving the dojo. But why? He trained many guards, and was in the middle of training more.
He stopped at the gates, and sighed to himself. He turned to the person following him [/b]
"You can come out now!"
[spoiler]Open! You followed him [/spoiler]
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"Yeah, starting my probing.....my bird's feed is open, use that will ya?"
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"Bird feed? Why would I use bird food?" [b]He seemed genuinely confused for a moment [/b]
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"-blam!- it" I start to enter to forest, rifle at the ready as I climb a tree and traverse the treeline
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[b]The trees are pretty high up, and gives enough room to see anything below you. But it doesn't seem like anyone came through here [/b]
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I use the treeline to stay above the ground as I look around for anything, heading deeper in
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[b]The terrain gets rougher, and it seems like more caves leading down are popping out. Suddenly, a set of armor is seen on the ground, mostly covered by nature [/b]
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I watch it through my rifle, and upload the scope's feed to the link "You seein' this?"
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"Is that-" [b]Watcher paused. [/b] "That's one of ours."
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"it's been here a while. You might want to consider sending actual troops here"
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"They troops have missing a week, it must be recent... There's no other way."
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"Hmph. I'm heading deeper" I drop down and enter a cave
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[b]The cave was dark, and as Alpha went through he tripped on a second body [/b]
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I hold back a curse....and steel myself. I shiver involuntarily as I enter the cave, and hum a tune that you'd never heard before. It was a mildly comforting tune, but seemed old and sad
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Edited by Royal Blade: 1/10/2017 4:06:56 AM"What are you Humming? It's soothing almost." [b]A third guard, a fourth and a fifth were propped up against the wall in a sitting position, all dead. [/b]
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".....just a memory. There's four dead bodies in here so far, and they're in the same condition as the first" I kneel next to one, looking for anything I could find. Logs, journals, etc.
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[b]Empty, hell there wasn't even an extra ammo pack on him. He must have been looted already [/b]
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"Your men are empty, not a damn thing on them. Good luck ID'ing them."
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"We'll ID them easily enough through dental records or something, what else is in there?"
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[spoiler]Is this supposed to be light hearted or serious?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Kinda Serious. Has to do with the missing guard members [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Ok, no pope then. Most of my serious characters are on Alpha-Tui, but I guess I can use the one still left in the dojo.[/spoiler] [b]Drake walks out into the open.[/b] "Why are you leaving?"
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"Didn't you see the damn notice? Or do people just not care about our troops? There's an entire platoon of guards missing. And no one's doing jack shit."
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"I mean, it is probably because such a large amount of the stronger members are on some random planet. Once they come back with their glorified pocket knife or whatever they are after, a search party will probably start up. The real question is, why are YOU not doing anything?"
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"I am actually. I'm going to steal a ship, find them myself.
