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Post by Dez1320 on Jan 27, 2013 23:37:40 GMT -5
Sion and the female soldier step through the entrance into the Under City. A long corridor stretched down for atleast a mile or so. A bit down was a small party of Humans and Barlek, with one Glarka, staring at the two foreigners. One shouts out, "What are you to Up-worlders doing on our turf!" followed by a "Blast 'em!" Suddenly blaster fire erupted towards Sion and Arrow. Sion dived to Arrow, attempting to throw her down to the thin-metal floor before one of the shots connects with her.
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Post by Ol' Willy Willy on Feb 3, 2013 20:11:23 GMT -5
Mikhail sighs, and attempts to return home through the dark streets. He hopes that even with his bad impression, he will be able to live in the upper city, putting his experience to use.
As he returns home, he see people getting mugged, but he himself is not touched, for he has a reputation for settling scores by taking everything without you even noticing. He returns to his hell hole, lying on the filthy bed, and going to sleep.
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Post by Ol' Willy Willy on Feb 3, 2013 20:37:46 GMT -5
"Children, what is with the gun fire!"
Mikhail shouts through the gun fire behind a pile of trash, trying to get their attention so the guards may escape.
"How idiotic is killing someone from above when there's perfectly ripe and wealthy travelers to the east! Don't waste your time!"
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Post by bandgeek on Feb 3, 2013 20:51:49 GMT -5
Arrow froze, one of the greatest mistakes a guard could do in this sort of situation. Just as a blast came flying at her, something heavy slammed into her and knocked her to the metal floor, and the blast flew right over her and the heavy-something. Apparently the Under City citizens had actually been distracted by the man yelling behind them, as the firing stopped at that. Finally feeling safe enough to open her eyes, she found herself nose to nose with the guard, er, Sion. Or well, nose to helmet. "Er, thank you." She waited for him to get up before pushing herself up and standing awkwardly beside him, watching the man with the gun carefully.
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Post by Dez1320 on Feb 3, 2013 20:56:38 GMT -5
Sion blinks, staring into her eyes for a moment before shaking it off and standing slowly, "Right." he responds before grabbing his rifle and aiming it at the distracted gang members, firing 6 shots and hitting two, killing them instantly. The one which remained dropped his makeshift blaster pistol and ran off out of the scene.
"You okay?" Sion asked her with a concerned tone and a worried face.
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Post by Ol' Willy Willy on Feb 3, 2013 20:59:24 GMT -5
Mikhail moves from shadow to shadow, watching the two guards talk.
"You owe me one, now what do you guys want?"
Said a voice out of nowhere.
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Post by bandgeek on Feb 3, 2013 21:15:08 GMT -5
No matter how often she saw death, it was never something she was going to get used to. And she couldn't even stop the small gasp that came from her, even though she placed her gloved hand over her mouth and tried to stifle it. Two eerily still bodies, and the others footsteps fading quickly. Turning slightly towards Sion, she managed to pull herself from the blank state and listen to his words. "Yes, fine. Thanks to you." Her cheeks were still slightly red when she heard the voice come out of no where. Or so it seemed, no where. Obviously someone was sneaking around. She glanced at Sion, letting him decide what to do.
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Post by Dez1320 on Feb 3, 2013 21:25:54 GMT -5
Sion glanced around the shadows, searching for the presence of life. An eerie dripping noise fell from the ceiling. Sewage. "Hello?! Show yourself!" Suddenly the glowing eyes of a Utijarian guard glowed from the shadows and quickly disappeared. Sion thought it was odd, but it wasn't who was speaking.
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Post by Ol' Willy Willy on Feb 3, 2013 21:29:41 GMT -5
"Well, what is it that you want?"
Mikhail appeared out of no where, playing 5 finger fillet on a rusty metal table.
He flawlessly preforms the game, then switches to his other hand in a flash.
"I remember you guys! So did i check in as an uneducated street rat that deserves no sympathy?
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Post by bandgeek on Feb 3, 2013 21:42:13 GMT -5
Arrow flipped around, hearing the voice to the side of her. There her eyes met the man from before, though he didn't seem to realize it was them as he was busy playing a game. She shook her head, almost laughing at the thought of him slicing his finger off. Actually, the thought of anyone being so foolish enough to play a game like that amused her. Did they really have to act so... childish to show their 'manliness'. "I wouldn't call you a street rat, per say." The girl shrugged, taking a few steps closer to him. "But I don't do sympathy either way." She shrugged lightly, sitting across from him and hoping Sion was nearby. "We... have an offer."
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Post by Dez1320 on Feb 3, 2013 21:42:23 GMT -5
"Come with us. Quickly." Sion wanted to get out of here. He hated killing people and he felt...watched. Not by Mikhail but by something else. It was disturbing to him. "Let's go, to the elevator quickly."
(Post on Elevator 2A-B about reaching it and stepping in it, ready to ride but NOT yet riding please.)
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