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<blockquote data-quote="Calinon" data-source="post: 2339038" data-attributes="member: 13737"><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>Mega-City of New York</strong></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><strong>EPIC Headquarters, The War Room</strong></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">"Bugger off, new guy," Cosmo growls. "We aren't in the military."</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">"Yeah, and you don't know jack about..." Vince starts.</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'">"Like we can trust anything Split says!" Vince shoots back. "And you're one to talk. You do all your thinking with your pelv..."</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'">"Thank god, I didn't need to hear the end of that," Rebound mutters.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">"Pel-what? I don't get it," Tara says.</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'">Amazingly, you still encounter a rather powerful blocking of your powers. Apparently Cosmo still hasn't dropped his nullification on you.</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'">"Don't divide the team," Johan whispers from behind you, and the left, and the mouths to you from across the table. Obviously not the 'smart Johan', there are three of him now, each of them dangling some sort of tube from a chain in their hand. A sharp, very short, ultrasonic chirp makes you wince and look over beside the Johan across the table, where Anna has a similar tube between her lips with a warning look.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">Thanks to Michelle, after a few moments, things slowly return to a more quiet state. Most appear somewhat relieved, though Carl looks bored and Loki looks disappointed more didn't happen. For a moment all you hear is a click click click of rapid typing, and the humming of 'Pop Goes the Weasel' from Dara at the main ARIS terminal. She seems to have missed the entire shouting match.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">"How about here?" Dara says cheerfully, taking another bite of a half eaten apple as the image of a park comes up on the screen. The park displayed is labelled, "The Promenade" and Dara pushes a button a few times and the image scrolls out showing you it is on the northern outskirts of New York. "See, it's nice and out of the way, and the best part," she says as the image goes to a small box in the top right of the screen and a news article fills the remaining screen. It reads, "The Promenade Closed for Repairs" as the heading.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">"They're fixing the trails and a leak in the artificial lake. And the best part is," she adds, and the map comes back, zoming in near to the park. "There's a Perkins right there, and they have a 24 hours special of apple waffles!"</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><strong>Morgentaller District</strong></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><strong>X12</strong></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">You wait for a good twenty minutes before a door opens somewhere out of your range of vision. You hear a man's voice and the albino woman nods and gestures towards you. You hear footsteps, then a middle aged man walks into view. He is dressed comfortably in casual clothing and has long, graying hair tied back in a ponytail. It is immediatetly obvious that the man is blind. White eyes stare sightlessly ahead, and an angry red scar covers his eyes.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">You get the feeling you know this man, but when you try to remember you start to get a sharp headache. It takes a moment to realize that he is speaking to you.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">"I said, why have you come back?"</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><strong>Lynn Jenkins</strong></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">It is easily twenty minutes and nothing has happened. You start to relax when you see X12 rise in the waiting room and then clutch his head for a moment. It is just then that you hear the quiet hum of a hovercar descending from above. A grey corvette comes rapidly down, touching down outside the gate with rapid precision. The door swings open and a woman steps out. When she turns, you recognize her as the woman in your vision; the one with the cybernetic eye. She is dressed in black jeans and boots, with a black bomber-style jacket done up to the neck. A nearly indestinctable bulge at her waist tells you she may be concealing a weapon.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">She looks immediately at you and the glow in her mechanical eye intensifies as she studies you. As it fades to its normal intensity, she walks briskly towards the gate and you, who just happen at this moment to be blocking it from being able to swing open...</span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Calinon, post: 2339038, member: 13737"] [FONT=Times New Roman][B]October 27, 2120 Mega-City of New York EPIC Headquarters, The War Room[/B] "Bugger off, new guy," Cosmo growls. "We aren't in the military." "Yeah, and you don't know jack about..." Vince starts. "Like we can trust anything Split says!" Vince shoots back. "And you're one to talk. You do all your thinking with your pelv..." "Thank god, I didn't need to hear the end of that," Rebound mutters. "Pel-what? I don't get it," Tara says. Amazingly, you still encounter a rather powerful blocking of your powers. Apparently Cosmo still hasn't dropped his nullification on you. "Don't divide the team," Johan whispers from behind you, and the left, and the mouths to you from across the table. Obviously not the 'smart Johan', there are three of him now, each of them dangling some sort of tube from a chain in their hand. A sharp, very short, ultrasonic chirp makes you wince and look over beside the Johan across the table, where Anna has a similar tube between her lips with a warning look. Thanks to Michelle, after a few moments, things slowly return to a more quiet state. Most appear somewhat relieved, though Carl looks bored and Loki looks disappointed more didn't happen. For a moment all you hear is a click click click of rapid typing, and the humming of 'Pop Goes the Weasel' from Dara at the main ARIS terminal. She seems to have missed the entire shouting match. "How about here?" Dara says cheerfully, taking another bite of a half eaten apple as the image of a park comes up on the screen. The park displayed is labelled, "The Promenade" and Dara pushes a button a few times and the image scrolls out showing you it is on the northern outskirts of New York. "See, it's nice and out of the way, and the best part," she says as the image goes to a small box in the top right of the screen and a news article fills the remaining screen. It reads, "The Promenade Closed for Repairs" as the heading. "They're fixing the trails and a leak in the artificial lake. And the best part is," she adds, and the map comes back, zoming in near to the park. "There's a Perkins right there, and they have a 24 hours special of apple waffles!" [B]Morgentaller District X12[/B] You wait for a good twenty minutes before a door opens somewhere out of your range of vision. You hear a man's voice and the albino woman nods and gestures towards you. You hear footsteps, then a middle aged man walks into view. He is dressed comfortably in casual clothing and has long, graying hair tied back in a ponytail. It is immediatetly obvious that the man is blind. White eyes stare sightlessly ahead, and an angry red scar covers his eyes. You get the feeling you know this man, but when you try to remember you start to get a sharp headache. It takes a moment to realize that he is speaking to you. "I said, why have you come back?" [B]Lynn Jenkins[/B] It is easily twenty minutes and nothing has happened. You start to relax when you see X12 rise in the waiting room and then clutch his head for a moment. It is just then that you hear the quiet hum of a hovercar descending from above. A grey corvette comes rapidly down, touching down outside the gate with rapid precision. The door swings open and a woman steps out. When she turns, you recognize her as the woman in your vision; the one with the cybernetic eye. She is dressed in black jeans and boots, with a black bomber-style jacket done up to the neck. A nearly indestinctable bulge at her waist tells you she may be concealing a weapon. She looks immediately at you and the glow in her mechanical eye intensifies as she studies you. As it fades to its normal intensity, she walks briskly towards the gate and you, who just happen at this moment to be blocking it from being able to swing open...[/FONT] [/QUOTE]
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