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originally posted in:The New Dojo
6/16/2017 12:39:09 AM
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Cylus gazed upon the map of the Galaxy, staring in awe. Looking around, he watched people came and went, rushing throughout the bustling hub.
"This place is amazing! And Mr. Cooper did all of this?"
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"No, he didn't. He worked with Grunts and Alliance personnel to build and design most of it, yes. Wasn't just him though." Marker pointed towards a pilot that stood at the Map. The pilot was pointing at various clusters and speaking to a group that was gathered around "That's Gates. You can't really see her from her, but she's busy. Come on, I'll introduced you to Droz first."
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"Ah, from the ground up. I like it." he comments. As Marker and Cylus approach Droz, Cylus asks, "So is he one if the others you were talking about? The other two not in the forest?"
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"All four I'm introducing you to are indeed part of the 6-4, part of the same group." The duo entered the armory of the headquarters and kneeling against one of the gun racks was a pilot https://imgur.com/gFz7UKU The pilot was fiddling with an assault rifle, and seemed to be in a rather uncomfortable position
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Cylus approaches Droz, extending a hand. "Droz, I'm Cylus. Pleasure to meet you." he says politely. As he looks the man over, he notices him toying with the assault rifle. "What do you have going on there?" he asks
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Droz turned around, suprised at the sudden hello. He extended his hand, shaking Cylus' "Oh this ol' thing?" His voice had a British accent to it, and he almost seemed happy to talk about the rifle "Tried mixing some tech, between Alliance and Militia."
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Cylus inspects the gun in Droz's hands "Interesting. How's it working out so far?" he asks curiously
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"Not as good as I had hoped it would be, to be quite honest with you." Droz looked down, somewhat sadly
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"What were you trying to fuse? I'm also one to tinker with my weapons, so maybe I could help. Although I'm not exactly all caught up with the tech you guys have here..."
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"An Alliance M-8 Avenger assault rifle and a Militia R-201 Assault rifle."
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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.
