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originally posted in:The New Dojo
Edited by Royal Blade:
7/4/2017 5:41:41 PM
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[b][i][u]The Enemy Within[/u][/i][/b]
A small explosion erupted within the dojo walls, destroying a singular Mac Cannon along the section of said wall
Dojo members and civilians alike surged to the explosion sight to look into it, with large graffiti written on the floor of where the explosion went off
The graffiti read: [i]"Miss me?"[/i] and a few of the civilians gasped, running home as the dojo members attempted to ease the nervousness.
[spoiler]Open! Investigate the explosion if you want. Or, go ease one of the civilians [/spoiler]
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[i]Among the people investigating the explosions was Cyra. She was a fit, athletic woman with a muscular figure, standing at 5'8" in height, with a head of black hair that fell around her shoulders. With a pale skin complexion, an angular facial structure, and a decently curvy body, she could be considered attractive–if one were to look past the railgun on her back, plasma hand cannons on her waist, and the carbon fiber sword held in her right hand, at the ready. She wore casual attire; a black tank top, dark gray sweatpants, and went barefoot. Her right arm was not a flesh one, but a completely black, cybernetic arm, identical in size and shape to her left arm. Cyra examined the situation calmly, trying to find the source of the explosion, and mostly ignoring the graffiti.[/i]
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The explosive was planted at the base of the Cannon, nestled right underneath it's position along the wall. Clearly, the explosive was meant to only take out the Cannon. As the explosion had been rigged to go upwards, into the Cannon. It was homemade, bits and pieces of a bucket of some sort were seen around the epicenter of the explosion
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[i]Cyra sighed, looking away from the explosive and to the graffiti. In this situation, the explosive used would tell her nothing.[/i]
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The graffiti read: "Miss me?" with a large question mark. People around her were whispering, talking amongst themselves about who it was. Though a singular name was common: "The Speaker."
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[i]"Who the hell's the Speaker?"[/i] She muttered to herself under her breath, looking around for anybody that might look suspicious.
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Around the area were mostly civilians, all had a look of fear in their eyes, clutching their loved ones close. Of course, there was the occasional person that didn't seem to mind the explosive, giving mostly empty looks
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Sarah pushed through the crowd, and stopping when she saw the graffiti. The Warlock sighed, asking herself: [i]Who would make an explosion, and graffiti "Miss Me?" if the people obviously didn't miss them?[/i]
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A woman besides Sarah fell to her knees, crying out the word: "SPEAKER!" A few months prior there had been a protestor of the dojo and its occupants by a similar name. "The Speaker." Could the two be linked?
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She crosses her fingers, "Not the Speaker from my timeline. Not the Speaker from my timeline," she muttered. [spoiler]I remember the thread... was it Cannon?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Yeah. Everything the Speaker did was Cannon I was supposed to have a thing with Jen, but she bailed. So I'm just trying to revive it [/spoiler] Clearly, it couldn't be. Since there were only about a handful of guardians in or around the Dojo. And the presence of one was immediately known
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The Warlock made the realization, "Son of b***h, isn't he supposed to be dead." [spoiler]Even though she killed him in that thread [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]All will be explained, child. Just go with the flow. [/spoiler] Indeed, he was supposed to, so how could he come back? Surely he couldn't come back. The "rebellion" didn't have that kind of tech. So what could it be? A copy cat? It might worth looking into around the Dojo
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She decided to start by researching the entirety of the rebellion.
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This led her to the Dojo library, where she was able to sift through old articles of it and even some reports from dojo members themselves. The reports and newspapers spoke of everyday men and women rising up from their homes, bearing arms against the dojo. Until one day, specifically the death of the Speaker, they had all up and left the village. Moving to an unknown location
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"Interesting... I must know where they went," she went through the articles.
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She found a particular interesting one, which was a poster that had longitude and latitude coordinates written down
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"Lunar.... send me to the coordinates," she requested. "Got it," the Ghost transmatted her and himself to them.
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Sarah was in the middle of the Gellidius Dessert, with nothing around for miles. She realized she was standing on a dune, which was about several feet higher than most of the others
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"Huh?" She asked, "Is this... it?" She looked around, searching for life forms.
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She didn't see any, however lower down on the dune seemed to collapse inward before going outward again
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She sprouted her wings of fire, to keep herself out if the dune. She began to fly around, as Lunar disappeared.
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Most of the dune was normal, except for that singular spot where it seemed to cave in oddly
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"Maybe there's sandstone cave..." She muttered. She flew to the area where it collapsed. She began to dig, using her telekinesis to remove large amounts of sand.
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After a moment of digging, the sand fell inward and Sarah fell with it, into a tunnel that was had a doorway, leading to a sprial staircase
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She descended the staircase. "This is interesting..."
