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Post by Dez1320 on Feb 3, 2013 18:30:07 GMT -5
 Sion Dara approaches his guard duty station at Elevator 2A-B. Elevator 2A-B took passengers directly into the Undercity and hence there were many "accidents" which occurred. Sion hated to have to remember the countless times he had to slaughter aliens attempting to sneak aboard the elevator. Orders were orders, however. Today was a relatively quiet day. He stood on the left side of the elevator, suited in his UM-GGA armor and his HK-9 Standard Issue Assault Blaster held in front of his chest. He heard the door slowly open and a female guard stepped out. He spoke cautiously, as this was not his normal guard partner, "Welcome to the Under City, ma'am." |
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Post by bandgeek on Feb 3, 2013 18:50:54 GMT -5
Usually, Arrow was on guard duty directly inside the Under City. But every time she caught a thief and had to take him or her in, well it was more often than not that she knew the poor soul. And that would usually cause a problem, seeing as they would try and beg her to convince the guards not to put them in jail or, if she was alone, try and convince her to pretend she hadn't seen them. It was rather sad for her, as she knew she couldn't do that without risking her position on the guard. And her freedom.
So she'd requested a change, at least for now. Yet they decided to still keep her near the Under City, as she was one of the few guards that knew that place like the back of her hand. Suited in her rather light armor, her weapons were in their places on her belt and her bow sat nicely on her back, she pushed the door open and her eyes flicked up to see a male guard. She listened carefully to his words before speaking herself. "There is no need to welcome me," -or call me ma'am. "-I've lived here half my life.", and with a small shrug, she went to take her position at the other side of the elevator.
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Post by Dez1320 on Feb 3, 2013 18:53:30 GMT -5
Sion nods, his embarrassed expression hidden the helmet of his heavy armor. He shifts in his boots and stands tall and straight, scanning in front of him, "You grew up here?" he finally managed to choke up nervously before turning his head to her.
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Post by Ol' Willy Willy on Feb 3, 2013 18:53:29 GMT -5
Watching from a distance, Mikhail observes the scene.
He plots a way into the upper city, dreaming of making an honest living.
Crouching into the shadows, he attempts to get ever closer to freedom.
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Post by Ol' Willy Willy on Feb 3, 2013 18:55:43 GMT -5
Mikhail runs up to the guards, and says,
"Don't you hate it here? Don't you hate the smell, the crime, the overhanging feeling of danger?"
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Post by Dez1320 on Feb 3, 2013 18:58:55 GMT -5
Sion takes his stance and raises his Rifle, "What do you want, Underer? Do you have authentication papers? Authorization clearance? Answer me or head back to your settlement!" He gulps, not replying to the question and hoping he has the sense to turn and leave so he isn't turned into pink mist like the others.
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Post by Ol' Willy Willy on Feb 3, 2013 19:01:11 GMT -5
"Of course i have authorization!"
*shows rugged counterfeit ID*
"Now answer my goddamn question!"
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Post by Dez1320 on Feb 3, 2013 19:03:10 GMT -5
Sion barks in return, "Do not talk to us like that, Underer! Now step forward and show me that Identification Card..." Sion looks over the ID card, noticing that it is a false copy. He glares at it for a few moments, thinking about what he is to do before looking to the female guard, "It seems to check out. Should we allow him passage?" He glances to the poor scum, handing back the Identification Card.
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Post by bandgeek on Feb 3, 2013 19:17:09 GMT -5
Arrow stood and watched the pair, having been completely forgotten. At that moment, she honestly wished to go over to the man attempting to gain entrance to the Upper City and rip his papers up, as they were no doubt fake. There weren't many who gained access to the Upper City when they were born in the Under, though she'd seen many get through with great fake papers. But this particular man wasn't getting anywhere with the way he was acting.
As for the male guard, she was rather mad that he had just taken charge, not even waiting for her response on the situation. He hadn't even offered her a look at the papers. Men, they were insufferable idiots. Though it was woman who usually drove them to be that way. With a sigh, Arrow leaned back against the wall and crossed her arms, continuing to watch the pair.
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Post by Dez1320 on Feb 3, 2013 19:23:00 GMT -5
Sion growled from underneath his helmet, fed up with the current situation. He raised his HK-9 and shouted angrily, "Off with you! Hurry now, before I blast you!" He took aim, his finger glued to the trigger impatiently. His attentions shifted suddenly to the female guard beside him. He had completely forgot about her. It wasn't his usual guard partner and thus he hadn't asked for her input.
He cautiously chimed, oblivious to Mikhail for the moment, "Uhh, what do you think..?" He was worried the female would snap at him for not remembering her. "I'm sorry, what is your, uhh, opinion on the situation?"
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Post by Ol' Willy Willy on Feb 3, 2013 19:26:52 GMT -5
"Maybe if you answer, i will leave, that female looks reasonable, how about you lady?"
He walks up to Arrow, now with a more sad look on his face.
"Do you know what it is like, to live in hell? To do things you never wanted to do, just to get by?
Do you know what it's like to lose someone?"
Mikhail holds attempts to hold back tears.
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Post by bandgeek on Feb 3, 2013 19:32:39 GMT -5
Arrow keeps her relaxed position, shifting slightly so her left boot also rests against the wall and only her right touches the ground. "I know what it's like, you don't need to remind me." This was already getting difficult, and she debated telling her new partner just to let him go up and some other guards could deal with him. But, then her and her new partner would get in trouble. And it wasn't that she minded herself getting in trouble, but she didn't want to jeopardize his position.
With a weak sigh, she held her hand out. "But sir, the only way I'm going to be able to help you is if you let me see your papers and answer some of our questions first." She glanced at the male guard, hoping that he would be okay with this.
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Post by Dez1320 on Feb 3, 2013 19:35:16 GMT -5
Sion relaxes his tensed stance and lowers his rifle, "Right. Step forward, Underer. Let her examine your identification." He walks beside the female and awaits Mikhail to come forward.
He drops his voice to a whisper so that only the female may hear him, hoping she responds before he comes too close, "It's fake. Do we let him go, or play him off?" He refocuses his attention to Mikhail, looking the pie of filth and bones up and down slowly.
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Post by Ol' Willy Willy on Feb 3, 2013 19:39:14 GMT -5
"You're a saint!"
Mikhail's lightens up with a smile, and hands over his real papers
"Please forgive me, i only want to make an honest living, but how can anybody do that when they are condemned to this hole?"
Mikhail shook the female's hand and stood back for questioning, thankful that he was even given a chance to go to the upper city.
All hostility had washed away from his face, replaced with a smile, showing his yellow and crooked teeth.
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Post by bandgeek on Feb 3, 2013 19:48:54 GMT -5
Hearing her partners words assure her that his papers are fake, but again she cannot make a decision without seeing them for herself. Instead of giving a reply, she shrugs. Very slightly, almost unnoticeably if you weren't paying attention. The man hands her the papers and she takes them, looking carefully over the documents before handing them back. "They look real, but that does not mean they are." Her eyes flick back to the man beside her, trying to guess what he was thinking.
"We will have to let someone more, experienced look these over. If they come back true, I will come fetch you myself."
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