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<blockquote data-quote="Calinon" data-source="post: 1643799" data-attributes="member: 13737">Brazilia, SAASAP Research FacilityOctober 13, 2120The Mole, Aerin, Flick and AnithosCosmo sticks stubbornly to the floor amidst the whirlwind around him, squinting through the wind at Aerin.&nbsp; With a growl he lets loose another energy beam, striking the man and shutting down his powers.&nbsp; Aeirn lands nimbly on his feet from the short fall when his flight powers stop working.&nbsp;&quot;Flick, quit playing with her and...&quot;&nbsp;Anna hits the ground beside the woman and doesn't move.&nbsp; &quot;Hello.&nbsp; She has a battlesuit.&nbsp; That wasn't exactly easy,&quot; she says, striding towards Cosmo, staff in hand.&nbsp;Free of the whirlwind, Cosmo springs at the advancing woman, and as her energy tentacles spring forth, he nullifies them.&nbsp; Claws extended and fangs bared, he swings at Flick only to catch a blow from her staff in the side of the head, stunning him.&nbsp; A moment later, he flies backwards into the wall, uniform smoking from a blast of energy from that staff weapon.&nbsp; He slides to the floor, unconscious.&nbsp;&quot;There.&nbsp; Now quit whining,&quot; she mocks Aerin.&nbsp;With a slight rumble, three armored vehicles come backing up into the warehouse, lead by the Mole through the now enlarged hole in the floor.&nbsp;&quot;I see he's still at it,&quot; the Mole chuckles, ears twitching over at Straightjacket who is moving very slowly.&nbsp; &quot;He still has no clue?&quot;&nbsp;&quot;None, but he isn't nearly as problematic as this fellow,&quot; Anithos says, wand pointed at a energy lined figure in the air.&nbsp; Magical energy crackles around the form, binding it in place.&nbsp; &quot;He keeps slipping free, whoever he is.&nbsp; It's like he's absorbing my magic.&nbsp; Oh, and the elevators are coming down.&nbsp; I dare say we won't be alone for long.&quot;&nbsp;&quot;There are three identical units in front of you.&nbsp; One of the must hold the prize,&quot; Aerin says.&nbsp; &quot;But I'll be damned if I can tell which one.&quot;&nbsp;The Mole steps up and sniffs the air.&nbsp; With a swipe of his claws, one unit vanishes, then a second, leaving only a faint after image.&nbsp; &quot;This one,&quot; he says with a toothy grin.&nbsp; &quot;You three, prepare to greet the rest of the punks.&nbsp; I'll open the door.&quot;</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Calinon, post: 1643799, member: 13737"] [b][font=Times New Roman]Brazilia, SAA SAP Research Facility October 13, 2120[/font][/b] [font=Times New Roman][b]The Mole, Aerin, Flick and Anithos[/b][/font] [font=Times New Roman]Cosmo sticks stubbornly to the floor amidst the whirlwind around him, squinting through the wind at Aerin. With a growl he lets loose another energy beam, striking the man and shutting down his powers. Aeirn lands nimbly on his feet from the short fall when his flight powers stop working.[/font] [font=Times New Roman]"Flick, quit playing with her and..."[/font] [font=Times New Roman]Anna hits the ground beside the woman and doesn't move. "Hello. She has a battlesuit. That wasn't exactly easy," she says, striding towards Cosmo, staff in hand.[/font] [font=Times New Roman]Free of the whirlwind, Cosmo springs at the advancing woman, and as her energy tentacles spring forth, he nullifies them. Claws extended and fangs bared, he swings at Flick only to catch a blow from her staff in the side of the head, stunning him. A moment later, he flies backwards into the wall, uniform smoking from a blast of energy from that staff weapon. He slides to the floor, unconscious.[/font] [font=Times New Roman]"There. Now quit whining," she mocks Aerin.[/font] [font=Times New Roman]With a slight rumble, three armored vehicles come backing up into the warehouse, lead by the Mole through the now enlarged hole in the floor.[/font] [font=Times New Roman]"I see he's still at it," the Mole chuckles, ears twitching over at Straightjacket who is moving very slowly. "He still has no clue?"[/font] [font=Times New Roman]"None, but he isn't nearly as problematic as this fellow," Anithos says, wand pointed at a energy lined figure in the air. Magical energy crackles around the form, binding it in place. "He keeps slipping free, whoever he is. It's like he's absorbing my magic. Oh, and the elevators are coming down. I dare say we won't be alone for long."[/font] [font=Times New Roman]"There are three identical units in front of you. One of the must hold the prize," Aerin says. "But I'll be damned if I can tell which one."[/font] [font=Times New Roman]The Mole steps up and sniffs the air. With a swipe of his claws, one unit vanishes, then a second, leaving only a faint after image. "This one," he says with a toothy grin. "You three, prepare to greet the rest of the punks. I'll open the door."[/font] [/QUOTE]

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