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originally posted in:The New Dojo
2/16/2017 6:18:43 PM
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[b]Royal stopped in front of a two story tall building, and went through the front door.
As the group followed, they entered a room in which there were several boxes.
Food, water, and ammunition were in the crates, with the right hand wall being covered in swords and Guns that were on shelves [/b]
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Cross: Yes, however I've learned that this is actually how they fortify walls if they're aren't as many patrol squadrons. Tripwire, pitfalls, the like.
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"Fortifying positions through traps.... Interesting to say the least."
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Mortar: But obviously effective, considering without seeing that line we'd still be looking for more people. Let's just keep our heads up and make sure just in case.
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"Don't you mean keep our heads down? Tripwires are on the ground."
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Mortar: You know what I mean, Roy. Let's have some ahead for traps and some behind for troops
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"I'll stay back. Move with the shadows." [b]He walked towards one of trees, develolving into a ball of Shadow and disappearing [/b]
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*Mortar nods, staying low* Kross, you see anything yet?
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[b]He stopped, motioning for the others to stop as well[/b]
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*Mortar stops, looking around. He stopped breathing, listening to the slight footsteps round him*
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[b]Kross picked up a stick and threw it forward. It crashed against the ground and suddenly a net was pulled upward toward the trees[/b]
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*Mortar sighs, getting up. However, it doesn't seem too good as he looks around, noticing that they are surrounded by Exiled snipers, assault rifles on their backs* Oh, damn it, it's Bravo Squadron
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[i]"Unfortunate ? Were we not searching for the Exiled?"[/i]
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Reese: Yes, we were, but it's fairly obvious they found us first...
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[i]"Well than, shall we attack?"[/i]
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Mortar: Not yet... Hold your ground. *Mortar calls out to them* Hello there Delta Squadron, how are you this fine day?
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[i]"Did you not say that this was Beta? "[/i]
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*As Royal says that, a larger group of people surrounds the archers, weapons pointed at them* Cross: Oh, wait, how did you know they were here Mortar? Mortar: I saw them looking through the trees...
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[spoiler]Kross, not Royal. [/spoiler] [i]"Ah.... I am somewhat confused. "[/i]
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Mortar: As am I
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[i]"Perhaps we should call for Kross?"[/i]
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[spoiler]I'll redo this, it got confusing.[/spoiler] *Mortar stands up to reveal he and the group are surrounded by archers*
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[spoiler]Yeah it did[/spoiler] [b]Kross:[/b] "Oh Gwyn." [b]The Lord of Cinder glanced around the area, placing his hand on the hilt of his Blade [/b]
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*As he did a large man bearing a silver cutlass approached Mortar* Mortar: Jacob. How are you and your folks doing this fine day? *It was obvious that his tone was somewhat sarcastic with a tinge of concern, and this didn't please the man much. He took his cutlass and hit Mortar with the flat side, leaving a stinging red mark* Man: Don't get cheeky with us.
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[b]In an instant, the tip of Kross' sword slashed the man's neck, and he sent two lightning bolts out of his hands, each killing an Exiled instantly. At the Same time, two knives were buried into the foreheads of Exiled troops as gunfire erupted from somewhere, dropping the survivors like flies. Royal emerged from the shadows with a smoking barrel, and he knelt down by one of exiled who had survived the onslaught[/b] Royal: "Where's Cyan?" [b] He asked calmly, placing the barrel against the exiled's thigh[/b]
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*Mortar looks around, somewhat surprised at how quickly that went* Man: I don't know, I was just told to keep guard, I was told that the Dojo went against us! *He looks around as Mortar walks up* Mortar: We didn't do anything against the Exiled, it seems obvious you were manipulated
