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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Calinon" data-source="post: 1491249" data-attributes="member: 13737">EPIC HQMichelle"Not a chance," Trailblazer answers.  "We've got enough issues without bringing criminals food.  Just stay there; I'll find Cosmo and send him to neutralize her." You hear him come over the loudspeakers asking all students to go to the common room.  Meanwhile, the word "neutralize" does nothing to win you any favor with the girl.  A few minutes later Cosmo runs up the stairs and into the office. "Trailblazer sent me up and..." he says, looking under the desk.  "You gotta be kidding me.  This is the dangerous criminal you're having so much problem with?  Behold our fearless leader," he says sarcastically.  He simply picks up the desk and tosses it across the room, kicks the electronic devices aside and grabs the girl under her arm and picks her up.  A black glow surrounds her and the animated devices fall dormant.  She tries to bite him. "Girl, if you bite me, I will bite back."  He bares his teeth and his fangs grow in.  "And I'm a vampire."  She shrieks and faints. "And that is that," he says with a smirk as he tosses her over his shoulder and walks out of the room.  "By the way, if anyone asks, I'm telling them you threw the desk!" he laughs. JohanTrailblazer gets a hold of Cosmo and sends him to help Michelle. The communication tower is repaired quickly, and Sanchez has you go up and reverse the damage you did to the satellite receiver on the roof of EPIC HQ.  The ambulances are quick to cart off the two badly wounded students, and the paramedics finish up with Nurse Ogawa.  Sanchez gets you to take the caltrops to the shop as well. It's well past supper time when you are finally finished, though a lot of clean up and repair work is still needed. ChinaX12"Memories cannot harm you unless you allow them to," she says.  "Stand here," she says, stepping behind you once you are in position and guiding you into proper position with delicate touches.  She steps back around you and takes up a similar position.  "Now, move as I move." She is very patient, stopping often to help you assume proper positioning.  It is a very long and complex dance, and as you near the middle, the sun is starting to lower in the horizon.  "Now, let us practice that again," she says.  "Follow me through the dance again, please." She begins the dance again, you following her movements through the dance. You signal the others to eliminate the guards behind the unnamed businessman you've been sent to kill.  Looking down from your vantage point, you can see the dancer, an oriental girl performing an elegant dance for the man and his guests. You see the others move into position.  One strike misses!  The guard sounds an alert!  The businessman and his guests look around, unsure of what is happening, moving out of your drop zone.  You leap down onto the floor from above, your rope harness slowing your fall.  You land a step behind the dancer, who whirls, terrified.  You draw your knife, grabbing the front of her dress and pulling her towards you as you plunge the knife into her throat.  She clutches at your arm, trying to push away.  It's already too late.  As she falls, her dress rips apart in your grasp.   She was only a child, perhaps twelve, you think to yourself briefly, before turning your attention to the businessman.  You throw your blood soaked blade, striking him in his calf.  He goes down.  You draw your pistol and advance towards him. A lancing pain drives through you, snapping your attention back to the present.  You feel your wind cut off completely, troubling despite the fact you don't have to breath and then your head snaps upward as someone lands a hard blow to your jaw.  You stagger back, and find your arms fully extended.  A foot drives under each arm, flipping you up and over, until you land with an explosion of pain on the back of your head and neck.  Your mind dances at the edge of consciousness for a moment until you regain your senses, and feel your arm in a dangerously painful lock, someone kneeling on your neck and chest with all their weight as blood leaks from the back of your head. Li is the one kneeling on you, the top of her dress is in tatters, a large red mark on her throat and claw marks on her collarbone and upper chest are leaking blood, as if someone struck her in the throat and violently tore at her clothing.  Despite the state of her dress, no part of her skin is touching yours.  You can't help but notice her skin has several painful looking ridges or scars on it, all perfectly verticle. She watches you very carefully for a long moment, reading your eyes.  "Please, only look at my face," she says intensely.  Finally, after what seems like several minutes, she gets off you, and steps away, crossing her arms before her modestly.  "I would have your shirt, please?" she asks, no blame in her voice, nor anger.  "Would you tell me of your vision, yes?" Your regeneration has already healed most of your wounds.</blockquote>

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