Calinon
First Post
Brazilia, SAA
SAP Research Facility
Johan
"Sure, we're just trying to figure out if this thing has a redundant cooling system. I was thinking if we disconnect one, it might trigger the unit to open," Jackson says.
"Yeah, except the cooling system looks like it's under like a foot of reinforced titanium alloy or something," Anna says, knocking on the huge containment unit.
Everyone
"Right on," Cosmo says. "We're the power group," he jokes. "Between the three of us I bet we could lift that whole containment unit and run it upstairs if we had to."
"Sounds good to me too," Monica says. "A nice four hour shift or two should cover a little conversation I've wanted to have with you about blowing up my room," she says with a scowl.
"Heh, I knew that was coming eventually," Tara grins. "Can we not have first watch? I gotta warm Hoppy up," she says, holding the now comatose bug in her arms.
"The van's scanner should give us plenty of warning. Ten kilometers is a pretty big range. Even the Mole can't dig that in under ten minutes," Anna says. "Can he?"
Both Loki and Johan think his speed could be at most 100 kilometers per hour, and that would be a pretty amazing feat.
Lancheng, China
October 25, 2120
Kevin runs over to the oblivious messenger. The card is specifically addressed to him. It written in brown-red ink and reads:
Dearest Kevin,
I am so looking forward to seeing you again and finishing what I started in New York. I've already prepared a new games room so you and I can play again. And I know you'll appreciate the gifts I've sent you. They are small tokens of my affection for you. I will be in the caves North of Pai Mei village.
Oh, and if you don't make it to me, I'll just have to play with your master and healer.
With love,
Mia
With a chill, you realize the letter isn't written in ink, but blood. X12 can't pry the man's hand open no matter what he tries, and the wounds he heals soon reopen on the man, even as they are sealing on X12's. He opens the box. Inside, wraped in rice paper, are two right pinky fingers.
The messenger suddenly swivels, marching up to Raisa, Dara and Carl and holding out his hand and offering them the rose. He smiles oddly. "I owe you some wounds," he says, moments before a knife flashes into his hand and he starts driving it repeatedly into his own chest and stomach, apparently not affected by the pain, laughing in a way that you find eerily familiar.
"Grab him," Dara says. Both Raisa and Carl manage to quickly get hold of his arms. Though the man's wounds are spurting blood, he doesn't seem phased until Dara puts her hands on his face, then sends a mental wave coursing through him. His face instantly goes ashen and he screams as whoever was controlling him is driven out.
SAP Research Facility
Johan
"Sure, we're just trying to figure out if this thing has a redundant cooling system. I was thinking if we disconnect one, it might trigger the unit to open," Jackson says.
"Yeah, except the cooling system looks like it's under like a foot of reinforced titanium alloy or something," Anna says, knocking on the huge containment unit.
Everyone
"Right on," Cosmo says. "We're the power group," he jokes. "Between the three of us I bet we could lift that whole containment unit and run it upstairs if we had to."
"Sounds good to me too," Monica says. "A nice four hour shift or two should cover a little conversation I've wanted to have with you about blowing up my room," she says with a scowl.
"Heh, I knew that was coming eventually," Tara grins. "Can we not have first watch? I gotta warm Hoppy up," she says, holding the now comatose bug in her arms.
"The van's scanner should give us plenty of warning. Ten kilometers is a pretty big range. Even the Mole can't dig that in under ten minutes," Anna says. "Can he?"
Both Loki and Johan think his speed could be at most 100 kilometers per hour, and that would be a pretty amazing feat.
Lancheng, China
October 25, 2120
Kevin runs over to the oblivious messenger. The card is specifically addressed to him. It written in brown-red ink and reads:
Dearest Kevin,
I am so looking forward to seeing you again and finishing what I started in New York. I've already prepared a new games room so you and I can play again. And I know you'll appreciate the gifts I've sent you. They are small tokens of my affection for you. I will be in the caves North of Pai Mei village.
Oh, and if you don't make it to me, I'll just have to play with your master and healer.
With love,
Mia
With a chill, you realize the letter isn't written in ink, but blood. X12 can't pry the man's hand open no matter what he tries, and the wounds he heals soon reopen on the man, even as they are sealing on X12's. He opens the box. Inside, wraped in rice paper, are two right pinky fingers.
The messenger suddenly swivels, marching up to Raisa, Dara and Carl and holding out his hand and offering them the rose. He smiles oddly. "I owe you some wounds," he says, moments before a knife flashes into his hand and he starts driving it repeatedly into his own chest and stomach, apparently not affected by the pain, laughing in a way that you find eerily familiar.
"Grab him," Dara says. Both Raisa and Carl manage to quickly get hold of his arms. Though the man's wounds are spurting blood, he doesn't seem phased until Dara puts her hands on his face, then sends a mental wave coursing through him. His face instantly goes ashen and he screams as whoever was controlling him is driven out.