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<blockquote data-quote="Calinon" data-source="post: 2107906" data-attributes="member: 13737"><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><strong>EPIC Headquarters</strong></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><strong>Mega-city of New York</strong></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><strong>October 27, 2120</strong></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><strong></strong></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><strong>Michelle</strong></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">"Personally, I think she should be locked up where he can't get to her. The way she's trapsing around in ARIS makes her a rather large security risk, you know." </span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">"I only need an hour or two of sleep a day. Vampire and all"</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">"Beef jerky for Jackal," he says. "Probably wolfed down the cannister I sent to him at that chinese guy's place."</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">You make it over to Dara's room and ARIS opens it up for you. For a mentally disorganized and unstable person, her room is freakishly neat and organized. Good thing too as it's like being in a high priced store with racks of clothing she has made on a rather simple looking sewing center she has stowed in a corner. Unfortunately, most things are made to fit Dara, making nearly everything questionably short. It is, however, a lot better than what you are wearing now, and you can find dang near anything you want that will 'fit' as long as it's a skirt or dress. Luckily, the skirts won't be as short on you as they are on Monica.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><strong>Neutron</strong></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">You poke your head about the corner into Rebound's room. No nudity involved, but mainly because the girl on whose stomach Monica is firmly sitting is firmly trapped beneath the blankets.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">"And who the heck are you," Monica says, pinning the girls arms to her sides. She doesn't sound mad persay; perhaps a little hurt you think. "And what are you doing in Jackies room?"</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">"Getoffame!" the squirming girl squeals.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">The girl is exceedingly pale with white-blonde hair and vibrant blue eyes, eyes which notice you. You recognize the girl as Crystal, one of the students a year behind you. She's gone from startled to more than a little mad and the air temperature is dropping noticably.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">"Isaidgetoff!" she says icily. "And you get out!" she shouts at you.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">"Hey, what's up Sanjay?" comes Rebound's voice from the hall. He comes bearing a mountain of breakfast goodies. Then he pales. "I heard shouting and... Oh crap." He seems torn between dropping the tray of food and running or simply standing there.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><strong>Johan</strong></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">Jennifer plays with the jewelry for a good fifteen minutes, which is about ten more minutes than Michelle gave you to live. It's also a good fifteen minutes of rest for you. Then suddenly...</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">"Bored now!" she squeals.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">"Wraa!" echoes Mr. Bunny.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">"Let's go play with the robots!"</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">"Wraa!"</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">And with that, the two end your musing by vanishing into ARIS with a fizzle, Mr. Bunny still wearing most of Michelle's wardrobe and from what you can see, he and Jennifer decked out in a good deal of Michelle's jewelry. The rest remains in several disorganized piles on your bed, and a single pair of female underwear flutter to the ground in the doorway to your living room.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">Just down the hall you hear Monica and Sanjay making a good deal of noise in the hall. Well, ok, mainly Monica. The image of her striking a rather provocative pose for you in South America can't help but pop into your mind. Kind of like a photograph...</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><strong>Speed Demon</strong></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">"First, Vincent," she says with a slight frown, "your descriptives are inappropriate. But thank you for the," she pauses. "Compliment, no matter how ill worded. I am, in fact, feeling perfectly fine again and have been discharged from hospital. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">"Sanchez told me that the rest of the team would be returning from mission today, including Jackal and Kodiak, both of whom I would very much like to see when they land," she adds with a faint smile. "Unfortately, Sanchez has her hands full with a student named Jennifer and since she told me most of the staff is at home, I thought that yes, you could certainly come in a vehicle to bring me back to the Headquarters."</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><strong>Aboard the EPIC Jet</strong></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><strong>Approaching New York</strong></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><strong>Michael</strong></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">That worked. "Dara is pretty much pinned against the window squealing and beating you over the head with her very heavy design book. Luckily, she doesn't have much room to swing it. Kodiak gives a big shake of his ursine head, lips flapping wildly before changing form back to human. He rubs his face with his hands and sighs, sitting back down in his seat.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">"There was a day, comrades, when being able to turn into a giant bear garnered a certain level of respect."</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">"I think it was a Thursday," quips Empath from the front of the cabin.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><strong>X12</strong></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">"Cloning isn't uncommon, X12. Neither is special forces training. You happen to be a clone with special forces training, and a mutant to boot. And a clone is still a human, training or not. And humans can choose how they act."</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">"I won't debate whether or not the people in Anarchy need to be executed for their crimes; nobody in EPIC will say they don't. But the moment we start putting that goal ahead of the protection of our team and the innocents we protect, we stop being heroes and start being villains. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">"But it's not me who needs to change your mind. You'll have to figure out on your own if what you said is true or not. If you're nothing more than what Prophet made you. If you have nothing and nobody you care about to lose. When you can tell me if you are or aren't, and if you do or don't, I'll think about sending you out into the field again."</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">He limps up front towards the cockpit with that blunt announcment to you.</span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Calinon, post: 2107906, member: 13737"] [FONT=Times New Roman][B]EPIC Headquarters Mega-city of New York October 27, 2120 Michelle[/B] "Personally, I think she should be locked up where he can't get to her. The way she's trapsing around in ARIS makes her a rather large security risk, you know." "I only need an hour or two of sleep a day. Vampire and all" "Beef jerky for Jackal," he says. "Probably wolfed down the cannister I sent to him at that chinese guy's place." You make it over to Dara's room and ARIS opens it up for you. For a mentally disorganized and unstable person, her room is freakishly neat and organized. Good thing too as it's like being in a high priced store with racks of clothing she has made on a rather simple looking sewing center she has stowed in a corner. Unfortunately, most things are made to fit Dara, making nearly everything questionably short. It is, however, a lot better than what you are wearing now, and you can find dang near anything you want that will 'fit' as long as it's a skirt or dress. Luckily, the skirts won't be as short on you as they are on Monica. [B]Neutron[/B] You poke your head about the corner into Rebound's room. No nudity involved, but mainly because the girl on whose stomach Monica is firmly sitting is firmly trapped beneath the blankets. "And who the heck are you," Monica says, pinning the girls arms to her sides. She doesn't sound mad persay; perhaps a little hurt you think. "And what are you doing in Jackies room?" "Getoffame!" the squirming girl squeals. The girl is exceedingly pale with white-blonde hair and vibrant blue eyes, eyes which notice you. You recognize the girl as Crystal, one of the students a year behind you. She's gone from startled to more than a little mad and the air temperature is dropping noticably. "Isaidgetoff!" she says icily. "And you get out!" she shouts at you. "Hey, what's up Sanjay?" comes Rebound's voice from the hall. He comes bearing a mountain of breakfast goodies. Then he pales. "I heard shouting and... Oh crap." He seems torn between dropping the tray of food and running or simply standing there. [B]Johan[/B] Jennifer plays with the jewelry for a good fifteen minutes, which is about ten more minutes than Michelle gave you to live. It's also a good fifteen minutes of rest for you. Then suddenly... "Bored now!" she squeals. "Wraa!" echoes Mr. Bunny. "Let's go play with the robots!" "Wraa!" And with that, the two end your musing by vanishing into ARIS with a fizzle, Mr. Bunny still wearing most of Michelle's wardrobe and from what you can see, he and Jennifer decked out in a good deal of Michelle's jewelry. The rest remains in several disorganized piles on your bed, and a single pair of female underwear flutter to the ground in the doorway to your living room. Just down the hall you hear Monica and Sanjay making a good deal of noise in the hall. Well, ok, mainly Monica. The image of her striking a rather provocative pose for you in South America can't help but pop into your mind. Kind of like a photograph... [B]Speed Demon[/B] "First, Vincent," she says with a slight frown, "your descriptives are inappropriate. But thank you for the," she pauses. "Compliment, no matter how ill worded. I am, in fact, feeling perfectly fine again and have been discharged from hospital. "Sanchez told me that the rest of the team would be returning from mission today, including Jackal and Kodiak, both of whom I would very much like to see when they land," she adds with a faint smile. "Unfortately, Sanchez has her hands full with a student named Jennifer and since she told me most of the staff is at home, I thought that yes, you could certainly come in a vehicle to bring me back to the Headquarters." [B]Aboard the EPIC Jet Approaching New York[/B] [B]Michael[/B] That worked. "Dara is pretty much pinned against the window squealing and beating you over the head with her very heavy design book. Luckily, she doesn't have much room to swing it. Kodiak gives a big shake of his ursine head, lips flapping wildly before changing form back to human. He rubs his face with his hands and sighs, sitting back down in his seat. "There was a day, comrades, when being able to turn into a giant bear garnered a certain level of respect." "I think it was a Thursday," quips Empath from the front of the cabin. [B]X12[/B] "Cloning isn't uncommon, X12. Neither is special forces training. You happen to be a clone with special forces training, and a mutant to boot. And a clone is still a human, training or not. And humans can choose how they act." "I won't debate whether or not the people in Anarchy need to be executed for their crimes; nobody in EPIC will say they don't. But the moment we start putting that goal ahead of the protection of our team and the innocents we protect, we stop being heroes and start being villains. "But it's not me who needs to change your mind. You'll have to figure out on your own if what you said is true or not. If you're nothing more than what Prophet made you. If you have nothing and nobody you care about to lose. When you can tell me if you are or aren't, and if you do or don't, I'll think about sending you out into the field again." He limps up front towards the cockpit with that blunt announcment to you.[/FONT] [/QUOTE]
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