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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Tokiwong" data-source="post: 1715667" data-attributes="member: 961">Back on Earth: LegacyHonor’s SuiteTranslated from Mandarin Chinese unless otherwise noted…Honor moves without thinking, as the supersonic flechette rounds slices through the bulletproof window, his furniture, and the air.  He rolls to his feet and shouts to the women who are surprisingly unscathed by the flechettes.He knew then he was dealing with a professional.There was movement and then a fist materialized from nowhere, as Honor steps back evading the fist and finally caught sight of his opponent, the figure is short and slim, but quick and lethal.  He gives ground staying on the defensive as he measures his opponent.“A woman,” Honor smirks, “how quaint…”The attacker does not reply as she retaliates with an open palm strike to the chest knocking Honor through the wall into his bathroom.  He rolls to his feet, but his attacker was on him, but she left an open and he kicked he to the floor with a vicious sweep and then sprung to his feet.He tries to stomp in her skull, but she flips back to her feet in one smooth motion.  The woman drops into a mantis stance and waits for Honor to strike.  The Chinese elite moves forward as he focused his internal energies to the tip of his fingers…He strikes true, the point of his fingers glowing as he strikes the precise point, to disable his attacker…  Honor pauses smug in his victory, “It is ov-”*SMASH!*Honor goes flying back into the bathroom and through the wall into his plush bedroom sprawling on his back.  Two ribs ache in terrible pain as he tries to stand.  His mind racing, as he tries to contemplate why his attack was a failure.  No one could withstand it… his technique was flawless, perfect…Feet fill his vision as the woman grabs his hair and casually tosses Honor out onto the deck, through the sliding glass doors of his master bedroom with a shatter of glass!  Cuts criss-cross the assassin’s toned body as he manages to rise to his feet clutching his side.  He wipes the blood from his mouth, and narrows his eyes…“Who are you?” Honor spits.Star speaks, her face covered by a black mask, completely covering her face, “You don’t remember me?” her voice replies mockingly.“I know I would remember a fighter as good as you,” Honor spits, “Now let’s finish this!”  Honor springs forward using his last bit of strength to try and kick Star in the head.  But the android watches the attack come in slow motion she moves with the attack, easily evading the last ditch effort.  As Honor lands she reaches out with her hand and grabs him by the back of the throat and throws him back into the balcony with a sickening crunch.Honor feel her hand roughly yank him up by the hair once more, till he was standing limply on his feet.  She uses her free hand to remove the black mask, revealing a young woman’s face with red eyes… and short blue hair… he knew those eyes… he remembers the pleasure of smashing in that beautiful face for ruining a rather simple job… but he had killed her… he broke her… his eyes reveal the light of realization.Star speaks, “You tried to kill Mark, you tried and I stopped you… and you nearly killed me. That was a fatal mistake, Honor.”Honor laughs, his eyes closed, blood and spittle dribbling from his mouth.The Next Morning...The following morning the body of an elite criminal by the name of Honor was found, sprawled on an SUV, the victim of a high rise fall…</blockquote>

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