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<blockquote data-quote="Calinon" data-source="post: 1914015" data-attributes="member: 13737"><p><strong><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff">Brazilia Medical Facility</span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff">October 14, 2120</span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff"></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff">Johan</span></span></strong></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff">"Wow," says one duplicate.</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff">"Amazing," says another.</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff">"He's a bloody genius," a third says, and they all laugh... then stop at once and glare at you.</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff">"Don't think we've forgotten about that," says the fourth.</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff">You retire across the hall and sit on a bench. You mentally reach out and find yourself in a large hall with many virtual rooms. This is probably one of the ways your mind copes with the unfamiliar machine world so you can better comprehend. Each nearby door is one of the many machines in the room, from lights to computers to the intercom system and a myriad of medical devices. The hall stretches far into the distance as well as branching off in the distance, and you guess that following the hall will lead you through many areas of the hospital. It is a little disconcerting when you consider you don't have a map. You could get lost!</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff">However, that isn't a problem right here. Opening doors allows you to 'look' from various pieces of equipment, though a 'view' isn't really what you'd call it. You can see from screens easily enough, but many objects simply don't have a visual function, such as the intercom. Your best view is from one of the medical monitors, and by leaving the door to the intercom open, you can hear everything in the room. You see Anna walking towards a medical bed with Johan's help.</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff">"...and even fixed something I thought would be broken forever," you hear Anna say to Johan. She wipes away a few tears, obviously talking about her mobility. "The doctors say I can't ever wear my armor again though," she adds, but doesn't sound overly upset about that.</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff">"I'm just glad you're alright, Anna," Johan says, and gives Anna a gentle hug, careful not to aggravate any of her injuries as best he can. Anna blushes a bit at the attention. "Just think! Once you are feeling up to it, we can actually go for a walk in the woods near the school," he suggests as he helps her up into the bed.</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff">"I never thought about that," she replies. "I guess I never really had any reason to before. I'd really like that."</span></span></p><p> </p><p><strong><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff">Neutron</span></span></strong></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff">Vida says something in Portuguese with a bit of a grin to you and Ms. Vaile laughs. "You get some sleep too," she says, patting Vida's hand. "Come on Sanjay, let's find your room," she says, leading you out by the arm.</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff">As the two of you walk to find a bed for you to relax in, you pass by Vince's room where he's awake, and free of the decorations Cosmo tied to him, and engaged in conversation with a middle aged man who bears no resemblance to him. Of course, there aren't many red skinned, horned and winged demons kicking around...</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff">You pass the open air area, and look down into the main foyer and see Titan landing outside the hotel, carrying someone. The man rushes into the hospital, dressed in what looks like hovercycle ridinig leathers, removing his helmet as he goes. It turns out to be Doctor Johnson, who immediately heads towards emergency. Titan comes into the hospital and sits on a backless bench for a moment before lying fully down on it, a leg on either side and his hands draped to the ground. He is gasping for breath and looks physically exhausted.</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff">Ms. Vaile has paused with you. "...I really don't think either of you would be up for that anyway," she says with a laugh. "And I'm sure once Monica is better, you'll have your hands full enough as is."</span></span></p><p> </p><p><strong><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff">Michelle</span></span></strong></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff">"No, not really. Actually, there's been no real change. She just keeps wasting away," he says bluntly. "But she'd still manage to kill him." His voice holds concern, but resignation as well.</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff">"The rest of you will be able to leave tomorrow," he says. "The doctors say Anna should be well enough to walk out under her own power by then if their nanobots work as intended. I'm not to thrilled about losing her from the team, but I certainly wouldn't ask her to sacrifice walking just so we can have her in her armor. Cosmo can take the team home in the jet tomorrow; everyone but Monica that is."</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff"><strong>October 26, 2120</strong></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff"><strong>Dover, England</strong></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff"><strong>Dover Medical Facility</strong></span></span></p><p> </p><p><strong><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff">X12</span></span></strong></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff">"No, Amigo, they do not," Titan says with some obvious concern. "Trailblazer, get..." he starts, and a sonic boom rips through the room, shattering the nearest windows. Trailblazer is gone. A faint plume of dust disappears into the west.</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff">Kodiak shifts back, still holding onto you, though now with slightly less hairy arms. "What can Prophet do when he inhabits someone, comrade," he says down to you.</span></span></p><p></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff"><strong>Jay</strong></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff">"I dare say you'll be doing something far more useful with EPIC than you would in your military school," your father says. "Like tracking down your brother's double and that anarchy chap. And it's school, just like the academy, with training that will likely be every bit as intense as what you've been going through for the past three years. It just won't be structured the same. I dare say you'll do far better there than Kevin did; from what Titan says, they are lacking in the leadership department for their junior team.</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff">"As for me, don't worry. I fully intend on keeping in contact with you. And hiding, I'll definitely have to do," he says, pulling out his phone. He dials up a number and hits a button...</span></span></p><p> </p><p><strong><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff">Somewhere over Great Britain...</span></span></strong></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff">Tank curses Thunder's name for about the eightieth time since he and New York took flight. "I woulda loved to search that place for more gear."</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff">"I think I'd know if my <em>father</em> had a secret hiding place in our own home," New York says. "And why are you complaining? You got what you wanted. I didn't get to off any of them!"</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff">"Yeah, yeah. So it could have gone better. Next time we'll...."</span></span></p><p> </p><p><em><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff">KRAK-KOOOOOOM!</span></span></em></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff">A pair of fireballs erupts in mid air as the cases filled with equipment that the two are carrying explode! New York plumets down slamming through an old stone wall while Tank splashes and into a shallow and rocky stream. A few minutes later both pick themselves up, armor badly damaged. Tank pulls his helment off with a growl and slams it into a boulder.</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff">"I <em>hate</em> the British!"</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff"><strong>Jay</strong></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff">...and gives a wry grin to you. "York technology never goes where it isn't supposed to. Those <em>were</em> expensive prototypes."</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: #d4d4ff">He then proceeds to show you minor self destruct mechanisms and how to remotely trigger them on each of the devices he's giving you. As he does so, the plain rocks slightly as a sonic boom rips through the area. You see a streak blow past the door and head west.</span></span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Calinon, post: 1914015, member: 13737"] [b][font=Times New Roman][color=#d4d4ff]Brazilia Medical Facility October 14, 2120 Johan[/color][/font][/b] [font=Times New Roman][color=#d4d4ff]"Wow," says one duplicate.[/color][/font] [font=Times New Roman][color=#d4d4ff]"Amazing," says another.[/color][/font] [font=Times New Roman][color=#d4d4ff]"He's a bloody genius," a third says, and they all laugh... then stop at once and glare at you.[/color][/font] [font=Times New Roman][color=#d4d4ff]"Don't think we've forgotten about that," says the fourth.[/color][/font] [font=Times New Roman][color=#d4d4ff]You retire across the hall and sit on a bench. You mentally reach out and find yourself in a large hall with many virtual rooms. This is probably one of the ways your mind copes with the unfamiliar machine world so you can better comprehend. Each nearby door is one of the many machines in the room, from lights to computers to the intercom system and a myriad of medical devices. The hall stretches far into the distance as well as branching off in the distance, and you guess that following the hall will lead you through many areas of the hospital. It is a little disconcerting when you consider you don't have a map. You could get lost![/color][/font] [font=Times New Roman][color=#d4d4ff]However, that isn't a problem right here. Opening doors allows you to 'look' from various pieces of equipment, though a 'view' isn't really what you'd call it. You can see from screens easily enough, but many objects simply don't have a visual function, such as the intercom. Your best view is from one of the medical monitors, and by leaving the door to the intercom open, you can hear everything in the room. You see Anna walking towards a medical bed with Johan's help.[/color][/font] [font=Times New Roman][color=#d4d4ff]"...and even fixed something I thought would be broken forever," you hear Anna say to Johan. She wipes away a few tears, obviously talking about her mobility. "The doctors say I can't ever wear my armor again though," she adds, but doesn't sound overly upset about that.[/color][/font] [font=Times New Roman][color=#d4d4ff]"I'm just glad you're alright, Anna," Johan says, and gives Anna a gentle hug, careful not to aggravate any of her injuries as best he can. Anna blushes a bit at the attention. "Just think! Once you are feeling up to it, we can actually go for a walk in the woods near the school," he suggests as he helps her up into the bed.[/color][/font] [font=Times New Roman][color=#d4d4ff]"I never thought about that," she replies. "I guess I never really had any reason to before. I'd really like that."[/color][/font] [b][font=Times New Roman][color=#d4d4ff]Neutron[/color][/font][/b] [font=Times New Roman][color=#d4d4ff]Vida says something in Portuguese with a bit of a grin to you and Ms. Vaile laughs. "You get some sleep too," she says, patting Vida's hand. "Come on Sanjay, let's find your room," she says, leading you out by the arm.[/color][/font] [font=Times New Roman][color=#d4d4ff]As the two of you walk to find a bed for you to relax in, you pass by Vince's room where he's awake, and free of the decorations Cosmo tied to him, and engaged in conversation with a middle aged man who bears no resemblance to him. Of course, there aren't many red skinned, horned and winged demons kicking around...[/color][/font] [font=Times New Roman][color=#d4d4ff]You pass the open air area, and look down into the main foyer and see Titan landing outside the hotel, carrying someone. The man rushes into the hospital, dressed in what looks like hovercycle ridinig leathers, removing his helmet as he goes. It turns out to be Doctor Johnson, who immediately heads towards emergency. Titan comes into the hospital and sits on a backless bench for a moment before lying fully down on it, a leg on either side and his hands draped to the ground. He is gasping for breath and looks physically exhausted.[/color][/font] [font=Times New Roman][color=#d4d4ff]Ms. Vaile has paused with you. "...I really don't think either of you would be up for that anyway," she says with a laugh. "And I'm sure once Monica is better, you'll have your hands full enough as is."[/color][/font] [b][font=Times New Roman][color=#d4d4ff]Michelle[/color][/font][/b] [font=Times New Roman][color=#d4d4ff]"No, not really. Actually, there's been no real change. She just keeps wasting away," he says bluntly. "But she'd still manage to kill him." His voice holds concern, but resignation as well.[/color][/font] [font=Times New Roman][color=#d4d4ff]"The rest of you will be able to leave tomorrow," he says. "The doctors say Anna should be well enough to walk out under her own power by then if their nanobots work as intended. I'm not to thrilled about losing her from the team, but I certainly wouldn't ask her to sacrifice walking just so we can have her in her armor. Cosmo can take the team home in the jet tomorrow; everyone but Monica that is."[/color][/font] [font=Times New Roman][color=#d4d4ff][b]October 26, 2120 Dover, England Dover Medical Facility[/b][/color][/font] [b][font=Times New Roman][color=#d4d4ff]X12[/color][/font][/b] [font=Times New Roman][color=#d4d4ff]"No, Amigo, they do not," Titan says with some obvious concern. "Trailblazer, get..." he starts, and a sonic boom rips through the room, shattering the nearest windows. Trailblazer is gone. A faint plume of dust disappears into the west.[/color][/font] [font=Times New Roman][color=#d4d4ff]Kodiak shifts back, still holding onto you, though now with slightly less hairy arms. "What can Prophet do when he inhabits someone, comrade," he says down to you.[/color][/font] [font=Times New Roman][color=#d4d4ff][b]Jay[/b] "I dare say you'll be doing something far more useful with EPIC than you would in your military school," your father says. "Like tracking down your brother's double and that anarchy chap. And it's school, just like the academy, with training that will likely be every bit as intense as what you've been going through for the past three years. It just won't be structured the same. I dare say you'll do far better there than Kevin did; from what Titan says, they are lacking in the leadership department for their junior team.[/color][/font] [font=Times New Roman][color=#d4d4ff]"As for me, don't worry. I fully intend on keeping in contact with you. And hiding, I'll definitely have to do," he says, pulling out his phone. He dials up a number and hits a button...[/color][/font] [b][font=Times New Roman][color=#d4d4ff]Somewhere over Great Britain...[/color][/font][/b] [font=Times New Roman][color=#d4d4ff]Tank curses Thunder's name for about the eightieth time since he and New York took flight. "I woulda loved to search that place for more gear."[/color][/font] [font=Times New Roman][color=#d4d4ff]"I think I'd know if my [i]father[/i] had a secret hiding place in our own home," New York says. "And why are you complaining? You got what you wanted. I didn't get to off any of them!"[/color][/font] [font=Times New Roman][color=#d4d4ff]"Yeah, yeah. So it could have gone better. Next time we'll...."[/color][/font] [i][font=Times New Roman][color=#d4d4ff]KRAK-KOOOOOOM![/color][/font][/i] [font=Times New Roman][color=#d4d4ff]A pair of fireballs erupts in mid air as the cases filled with equipment that the two are carrying explode! New York plumets down slamming through an old stone wall while Tank splashes and into a shallow and rocky stream. A few minutes later both pick themselves up, armor badly damaged. Tank pulls his helment off with a growl and slams it into a boulder.[/color][/font] [font=Times New Roman][color=#d4d4ff]"I [i]hate[/i] the British!"[/color][/font] [font=Times New Roman][color=#d4d4ff][b]Jay[/b][/color][/font] [font=Times New Roman][color=#d4d4ff]...and gives a wry grin to you. "York technology never goes where it isn't supposed to. Those [i]were[/i] expensive prototypes."[/color][/font] [font=Times New Roman][color=#d4d4ff]He then proceeds to show you minor self destruct mechanisms and how to remotely trigger them on each of the devices he's giving you. As he does so, the plain rocks slightly as a sonic boom rips through the area. You see a streak blow past the door and head west.[/color][/font] [/QUOTE]
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