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originally posted in:The New Dojo
6/14/2017 10:17:17 PM
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"Davis."
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One of the pilots looked up and jumped to his feet, extending his hand to Cylus
"This the guy, Colonel?"
"Yeah. Cylus, this is Davis. Davis meet Cylus. Davis here is part of an elite group. The 6-4."
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"Oh... Well again, I'm not exactly caught up. Still new around here, especially when it comes to the Alliance..." Cylus says a bit awkwardly
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"Yeah, it's fine. Once we get the outpost matter settled you'll be able to explore around the area. Ask around."
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"Sounds good to me. So what's the plan for the time being?" Cylus asks
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"We're gonna spend the night in the barracks with the 6-4. Tomorrow, we'll do whatever else we can with that Titan training, and you'll have to fight me."
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"Fight [i]you[/i]!?" Cylus gawks. "Another test I'm guessing. Maybe this time I'll be a little more prepared." He says with a laugh, recalling his initiation into the dojo where he had first met Marker.
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"You better. I'm not going easy on you this time around." Marker laughed as well, turning and beginning to leave "Come. To the barracks." "Cheerio Mate!" Droz said from his gunrack
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Edited by BondyMilk: 6/16/2017 1:54:04 AM"We'll have to wait and see pal." "I'll see you around Droz, pleasure to meet ya." he says, nodding as he left through the automatic doors. Catching up with Marker, Cylus comments, "Nice guy. And I [i]definitely[/i] picked up on his accent."
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"Yeah, his is more obvious." Marker commented as the two walked down a hallway, with crates stacked on top of crates going up to the ceiling Marker stopped at a doorway and opened it, going inside into a barracks. Bunk beds lined the right, left and far walls with a table and chairs in the middle. Poker cards, Uno cards and various other things were on the table and along each of the walls was a television with two couches facing it
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"Cozy" Cylus comments. "Is it usually crowded at night in here?"
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"Let's see, there's usually about 25 people in this room. You consider that crowded?"
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"Meh, there's much worse... So shall I just choose a bunk or what?"
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"Yeah, seems as though we're ahead of the curve. Marker sat down on one of the beds and fell back, laying down."
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Cylus chose a nearby bunk, facing a tv on the opposite wall. He plops down onto it and bounces a bit, making himself comfortable. "So what kind of tv do you guys have on this planet anyways?" he asks, looking for a remote.
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Edited by Royal Blade: 6/16/2017 2:13:42 AMThe remote was on one of the couches "Just a normal TV really. Nothing special about it." Marker said, yawning "You know, not everything is special and advanced."
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Edited by BondyMilk: 6/16/2017 2:28:47 AM"Oh, well I was just curious." Cylus says. "I think I'll just relax a bit then." He rests his back on the wall and removes his helmet, placing it in front of him. Then, he presses a couple buttons on his wrist panel and lights begin to flash, the faint noise of Pac-Man being played. "It's the simple things... That's where it's at." he says to Marker, his eyes still on the game.
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Marker didn't respond, though a snoring was heard from where he laid. He had fallen asleep.
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"Ah, well goodnight Marker." Cylus got himself settled in, and soon his eyelids became heavy from staring at the screen. The noise of Pac-Man's death was heard and with that, he had nodded off.
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[spoiler]End! [/spoiler]
