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originally posted in:The New Dojo
6/28/2017 1:16:27 PM
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After a few minutes of flight, the ships hit some turbulence, descending downwards and [i]thumping[/i] As it made a landing The ramp fell open, revealing the Ko Rudo mountains of the North, a light snow fell against the metallic ship
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Poison glared with awe at the mountains, this is the closest he's ever been to them... He walked forward, stepping off the ramp while holding out his hands for the snow to fall into them...
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It did, slowly collected in his hands as men and women in various armours passed by him. Pilots, grunts, Spectres, Alliance N7 operatives... He saw a base spanning across several buildings, with people milling about
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Poison brushed the snow off his hands and searched around with his eyes, looking for Marker or any hint of a right direction...
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He saw Marker, who was coming towards the landing pad where Poison stood
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Poison casually waited for him to come...
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"Well? Don't just stand around, get a move on." Marker said, walking past Poison towards a smaller building behind the landing pads
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"good to see you too, Marker!" Poison chuckled as he followed him towards the building....
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"Sorry for the delay in everything, we had to induct somebody into the Militia officially." Marker stated as he walked through the main door of the building
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Edited by medic: 6/28/2017 2:13:34 PM"ahhh... Okay! Who was that?" Poison asked, also stepping through the doors... [spoiler]Man! Get those excuses outta here![/spoiler]
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"His name is Cylus." Marker said as he led Poison towards an office like.room [spoiler]-.-[/spoiler]
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Edited by medic: 6/28/2017 3:09:07 PM"ahh, I'd be lying if I said I knew him..." Poison stated as he continued following Marker... [spoiler]lol[/spoiler]
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"Anyways, here please take a seat." Marker said, motioning to a chair
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"Will do..." Poison happily took the seat, after all, he hadn't sat down at all that entire day....
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"The doctor will be in, in just a moment." Marker said, glancing around the room
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"oh, doctor?" Poison asked... "Sorry, can't do that... I've been eating an apple every morning..." Poison exclaimed, laughing at his own joke...
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"Haha. Hilarious." Marker said sarcastically, shaking his head in dismissal
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"Thanks! I thought so too, haha..."
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Soon after, a man entered the room in a suit and tie. His hair was shoulder length and blonde, his eyes a light blueish colour. His face was fair, and he had a scruffy beard that was poorly shaved. "So. You're Poison, correct?"
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"I would say, 'Always have been!' but thats... Uhhh, not the case, but yeah! Currently, yessir I am..." Poison stated matter-of-factly...
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"Good. Can you tell me something about yourself, Poison?"
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Poison glanced at Marker before saying, "Well, ermmm... I fought under the fourth fleet when I got shot in battle... after that, I got dragged off and healed. Since then, I've been living the lives of many.." Poison took a breath, and then asked, "Is that the type of info you needed?"
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"Yes." The doctor said, simply. "What can you tell me about your experiences as a Rifleman?"
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"I, well, I didn't have many experiences... I only fought in one battle, which was the one where I got shot in the Chest..."
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"Well tell me about it. How was the battle? Chaotic?"
