RPG Maverick Hunters: Personification

[Juu]

[color=deeppink] [size=1]OOC: ^^ I gots so much candy today! *ahem* happy halloween everyone ^^
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Satina tilt her head a bit to the side and stared, wondering what he was thinking about.

"You can't be serious. I've never heard of a half-human/half reploid before. How is it possible?" She asked, taking a sip of her coke.

"It's actually pretty complicated. Although.. it can also be pretty simple if you think about it." He replied, also taking a sip of his coffee.

"I see."

She gazed outside, and sighed. She began to wonder how she could get her mission comeplete before the end of the month. It seemed to be very important to her squad...

"So, what are you doing around here anyways? I haven'tseen you around before." Xion said, putting down his cup of coffee.

Satina paused, and tried to think up a lie. She couldn't possibly tell him she was here undercover.. Even if he was a Maverick Hunter, it still wouldn't matter.

"um.. v-vacation. My boss let me come here for a vacation." She lied, turning back to the window and biting her lip.

"oh. So, what do you do?" Xion asked, putting his hands together.

"oh um... I...draw." She lied once again, not looking back from the window.

"so, you're an artist...and you have a boss..?"

Satina bit her lip, and began mumbling how stupid she had been to herself. Now she knew why the boys worried about her so much...[/color] [/size]

[Talon]

[i][color=silver]Xion leaned back in his chair, admiring her. He stood up after a while, adjusting his left hand in its socket. As he did so, a small capsule in his wrist exploded, flooding his head with a fluid that restored his memory. Inside his head, an image of Dr. Light appeared.[/i]

[b]Dr. Light:[/b]Ah, my son...it is so good to see you again. Alas, I cannot be there in body to tell you how sorry I am for the turn of events in your birth and death. I must now restore your memory, James. Or do you now call yourself Xion?

[i]Satina stared as Xion suddenly arched his back in pain, grabbing his head and grunting against the pain. Suddenly, it stopped. He stood up, breathing harshly. He began to tell the story of his creation.[/i]

[b]Xion:[/b]James Alaris Light.....when he was born, his heart was too weak to carry his life, but Dr. light made him a pump that would help him go on. James' mother, a woman named Celeste, did not approve, for she had taken drugs during labor to weaken the boy. She hadn't wanted a son. When James turned nineteen, his father left him alone with his mother to work on his new robot workers, six in total, a red robot named Blues, and a robot named Rock. Celeste took the opportunity and shut James' heart pump off by a remote Dr. Light had created. When Dr. Light came home, he saw that his son had died. He put the body in a cryo-freezer to work on turning Rock into Rockman, aka Megaman, for the robot masters had been stolen and so had Blues. Eventually, Dr. Light removed James from the freezer after transforming Megaman into MegaMan X for future generations. He tried to find a way to bring his son to life and he found that it lay in his design of MegaMan X. He began to put mechanical and electronic parts inside James' body, slowly restoring his vital signs. James changed his name in his program as Dr. Light restored his body to what you see before you. After that, Dr. Light finished the organic restoration and put me to sleep for future generations as well. And now you know my story.

[i]Satina stared at him with keener interest. he'd just revealed his whole past to her. Maybe I should tell him what I'm here for, she thought.[/i][/color]

[Flash]

[I]The APC lifted off, and headed back towards Hunter HQ. All the Hunters sat quietly in their seats as they skimmed over the city. What a pointless mission, thought Demos. There were less than a handful of survivors, none of which could remember anything about the attack. Their search had been purely in vain. Demos scowled and looked at a radar monitor in front of him. There was a small blue blip on it, representing a Maverick Hunter. Demos zoomed in on the subject. Inside a Coffee house. Demos rolled his eyes.[/I]

[B]Reverb:[/B] What do we do now?

[B]Demos:[/B] We go back to base and wait for another mission. Same old, same old.

[B]Reverb:[/B] I see.

[B]Demos:[/B] But apparently...

[I]As Demos raises his voice, he opens a full-volume communication link to Xion, the hunter at the cafe.[/I]

[B]Demos:[/B] ...some of us think we can [B]take time off without authorising it[/B]!

[I]Xion practically fell sideways as the massive blast of sound ruptured his hearing system.

Alpha reached Hunter HQ. The large doors leading to the Transport Hub opened, and the APC began to descent to the subterranean garage. It touched down, and opened up, the Elite squadron exiting. Everyone was tired. It had been a greuling search with slim benefits. They all made their way back to their respective rooms. It was late. Reploids didn't have to sleep (save Reverb), but most of them did it anyway. Proteus walked back towards room 145. Reverb saw him and caught up.[/I]

[B]Reverb:[/B] Hey.

[B]Proteus:[/B] Huh? Oh, Hi Reverb.

[B]Reverb:[/B] You look exhausted.

[B]Proteus:[/B] It was a pretty tiring search. It's a shame we didn't... find anything.

[B]Reverb:[/B] Yeah.

[I]Proteus looked across at Reverb. There he was, deep in thought, just like Flash used to be. It was startling. Proteus was just shaking it off when Reverb looked up at him, a small smile on his face.[/I]

[B]Reverb:[/B] I know I'm... Well, I know I look just like Flash.

[I]Proteus went quiet for a moment. He wasn't quite sure what to say at a time like this.[/I]

[B]Reverb:[/B] I also know... I was activated on the anniversary of his death.

[B]Proteus:[/B] You're right. It's all a little creepy, isn't it?

[B]Reverb:[/B] Yeah. But it just makes me want to know about my past even more. Fueling the fire. And what's more, another thing happened on that mission.

[B]Proteus:[/B] Oh really? What?

[B]Reverb:[/B] I encountered a Reploid... I think he might have been a Maverick.

[I]Proteus was shocked.[/I]

[B]Proteus:[/B] A Maverick?! Why didn't you tell anyone? You could have been killed!

[B]Reverb:[/B] I don't think he was trying to kill me. He wore Red and Black armour, with a Trenchcoat... And a helmet with an--

[I]Proteus interuppted.[/I]

[B]Proteus:[/B] --Inverted Cross.

[B]Reverb:[/B] Yeah, that's him. He told me his name was 'Light'.

[B]Proteus:[/B] Light...? (could it be him?)

[I]Reverb nodded. They were outside room 154 now.[/I]

[B]Reverb:[/B] Yeah. I'm going to visit the archives and find out what I can about this Reploid named 'Light', and Flash as well. I'll see you tommorow, Proteus.

[I]With that, Reverb walked quickly off, leaving Proteus to ponder alone.[/I]

[Warlock]

[I] Warlock could only watch as the APC once again entered the Hunter base, leaving Warlock once again clueless. [/I]

[I] He'd hardly gained any information from his little expedition, and absolutely none of that information was of any real value? Well, expect for one little bit of information, one piece that kept on tugging on the edge of his mind, wanting to be let into the spotlight. [/I]

[I] Reverb. [/I]

[I] It just seemed too impossible, an almost Flash clone, possessing many of the same distinctive features but seeming to lack all of Flash?s memory. He didn?t remember his oldest friend, Warlock; he probably didn?t remember his hate for Zero? Heck, he probably didn?t even remember that the girl he once fell for was a robot and actually Warlock?s sister. [/I]

[B] Warlock: [/B] ?I guess you just won't be left to stay dead in peace, will ya Flash??

[I] Shaking his head, he took a step forward from the top of his crumbled building perch, just taking a moment to gaze at the beauty of the HQ. Quite a few stories high, greatly designed and built, and not to mention also guarded by artillery, hover tanks, anti air guns, heavy machine gun outposts, spotlights, countless patrols of both Hunters and drones, cameras hidden all throughout the rubble? Well, you get the idea. [/I]

[I] Sighing as he gazed at what he?d been left out on he began to turn around? Only to come face to face with the cold steel of an energy rifle, nozzle directly in his face. And holding the energy rifle was a standard Hunter security personal, a look of triumph plastered all over his face. [/I]

[B] Hunter: [/B] ?Okay [I] bud [/I], if that [I] is [/I] your real name, put your hands about your head and don?t even [I] think [/I] of attacking me. Well, you still could, and could probably get away, but you?d have to hurry since you?re probably going to be surrounded in about ten seconds.?

[B] Warlock: [/B] ???

[I] The ex Hunter just chuckled. This guy had way too many short circuits in his neural net. In fact, he probably hadn?t even called for bac-- [/I]

[B] Hunter #2: [/B] ?You?re surrounded!! Freeze!!?

[I] ?--kup. Okay, perhaps Warlock was wrong in his evaluation. Actually, who knows, that could?ve been the first Hunter?s idea all along, to make Warlock think he had no idea of what he was doing. [/I]

[I] But whatever he?d done, it had worked. For as Warlock looked around, he found himself surrounded by quite a few Hunters, most of them avian ones, all with weapons of some kind pointed around him. And by the look of it, it seemed a hover transport was incoming, most likely to drop off some more ground based troops around him. [/I]

[B] Warlock: [/B] ??Just perfect.?

[I] But grinning, the reploid in a trench coat just tilted his head slightly to the side and blink--? blink away--? [/I]

[B] Warlock: [/B] *thinking* (Great, just [I] great [/I]. I had to use up all the energy in my teleportation and blink reactor, didn?t I!?)

[B] Hunter #3: [/B] ?Okay, just stay where you are.?

[B] Hunter #2: [/B] ?Yeah, and you won?t be fired upon and turned into scrap metal.?

[B] Hunter #1: [/B] ?Heh, yeah, take that Maverick scum!!?

[I] Sighing, Warlock did the only thing he could do. He took one more step closer to the ledge and jumped, his trench coat quickly filling with air and billowing up. [/I]

[B] Hunter #3: [/B] ?FIRE AT WILL!!!?

[I] The escaping ?ploid instantly felt attacks consisting of blades, bullets, ice, fire, energy and much much more fill the air around him, the occasional attack hitting the easiest part to hit. His head. [/I]

[I] Landing smoothly on the ground, not caring to look up, Warlock instantly got into a run, intent on finding somewhere to hole up until this was all over. He didn?t want to hurt any innocent Hunters who were just doing their job? [/I]

[I] Quickly sprinting around a corner he noticed something, and smiling, quickly got into action? [/I]

[I] Seconds later the Hunters burst into the alley he had just run into, only to find no Warlock in sight. As most quickly continued to the end of the alley and spread out, continuing to look, some of the smarter and smaller Hunters noticed the sewer entrance, covered up by a steel door, dug into the ground. [/I]

[I] For the casual person passing it just looked like a panel of metal just left lying there to have the dirt and mud grow around it. But to those more experienced Hunters who hadn?t blindly rushed past, they knew what had happened. [/I]

[I] Warlock was in the sewers, so that would be were they would go too. [/I]

[I] Sure, it?s a bit cliché, but it works. [/I]

[B] Hunter #4: [/B] ?This is Ricochet. We?ve got a suspect in the underground sewers, all patrols down there, watch out. And Hunter command, I recommend sending more troops down here. This guy just doesn?t seem right. Heck, he seems a little familiar??

[Domon]

[i] Fenir looked at the reploid and got a half smirk and looked this monkey in the eye.[/i]

Fenir: Awww does the little monkey want a banna??

Kahash (the reploid monkey.): Shut up !!!

Fenir: If you want me to shut up then why don't you try.

[i] Kahash charged at Fenir but he sidestepped and stuck out his foot and tripped him and took his saber out and cut up Kahash's weapon. Kahash jumped up and looked at him with a blinding rage building in his blood red eyes.[/i]

Kahash: NOW YOU WILL DIE!!!!!

Fenir: Oh please. I guess I'll have to slice and dice you. heh.

[i] Fenir activated his ice elemental chip and charged at him and before Kahash knew what happened he was cut in half in a diagonal angle. Fenir looked down at the molten heap. Fenir opened up a comm link to HQ and asked for a dropship. As he stood on a hill he watched as a dropship landed and opened up its entrance door. Fenir walked in and sat down and closed his eyes and waited for the ship to return to HQ. He would really like to meet Xion.[/i]

[Chaos]

[i]Demos was walking down the passage way towards the Research Centre in HQ...something he did, in part, as another ritual to Omega. So many friends had died or left in the past year. And so many had tried to replace them. It was a tad disturbing, but acceptible.

As Demos' pace slowed, he heard another set of clanking feet on the metal floor. The soft hydrolic expulsion of air was faint, something most commonly found in infiltration Reploids.

Demos spun around, to face his brother, Havoc.[/i]

[b]Demos:[/b] "The Hell?! Did you break out or something?"

[b]Havoc:[/b] "Actually, I've been out of Iso for the past twelve hours. I got some nice upgrades. Care to see them?"

[i]With that, not even waiting for Demos' responce, Havoc turned to walk off towards the Training Sims. Demos knew Havoc would be there for another day or two. Standard precautionary for bots coming out of Iso. But Demos headed onwards, towards Research. He walked through the door, which gave off a wavering, mechanical hiss.

For the next two hours, Demos didn't budge. He just stood there, staring at the part on the floor by the Biomechanical Animal Listings, N-Z, where it was worn down by at least half of an inch.

The very spot where Omega stood for hours on end..."looking for that dammed dog"...[/i]

[Domon]

[i] After the dropship had landed Fenir had gone to the mess hall and he proceeded to eat some food, he thought so what if he was a reploid, he wanted to eat some food. After he had eaten his food he walked to the traininig room but he found that it was already in use, so he waited for about 30 minutes and then another reploid walked out. Fenir's mouth dropped, he knew this man, before he went on his mission he had gone through the historic archives and found out about this Reploid. His name was Havoc, he was supposed to be in Isolation. After Havoc looked right at him Fenir walked over to the training room and looked in the window. As the droids filed out Fenir was watching and Havoc and then Fenir realized that Havoc was looking at him but with a half smirk.[/i]
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Is that better??

[Chaos]

[i]Havoc paid the rookie no mind. He often got stares of shock and confusion drawn his way. What he did mind, however, was the fact that the droids were starting to circle around him, just waiting there as if he was a small child thrown into a pool of stark-raving-mad, starving sharks.

Also, he did notice Signas, along with some Doctor. Strange, Havoc found this. The Doctor in Signas' company seemed quite familier. He looked very much so like Dr. Lev--

Havoc's attention was shattered as three droids from his 6 o'clock fired a collective bolt of energy his way. The result was truly stunning as this ball of neon-red energy was met with the D-Sabre. The dull steel blue energy blade effortlessly rebounded the shot to Havoc's left, shattering a heavy artillery droid into shrapnel in a brillient flash of an explosion.

And the battle...had started.

Havoc sumersaulted backwards, landing in a crouched position with the D-Sabre drawn back in a pose of excellent coordination, as Havoc's nearly black armor glistened with a faint hint of aqua.

A close-range Reploid replica from days long past dashed in, attempting to swat Havoc forward with a hammer made out of a type of a beam of some kind.

Havoc, being the extremely over-kill kind of guy that he was, lurched over that replica's advancing self, only to split in half down the middle of it's body. The Maverick Hunter then made two cross-slashes, cutting the Reploid remake into six pieces. For an agonizing few seconds, the world seemed to twist about the hands of time, in a style that was once called "The Matrix", showing the increadibly agile and backbreakingly-fast movements of Havoc.

That very Hunter, performed a tight, wheeling roundhouse, knocking the remains of the Reploid drone, which had not yet exploded, into the remaining artillery drone. The collision was, very much so, explosive, as a shell was fired from the drone just a split second before.

More debris rained down in the Training Area, as Havoc moved about his foes, slashing with deadly precision.

This went on, the hapless slaughter of Droid after Droid, replica after replica, for another three hours.

By now, Demos had come to watch, along side of this 'Fenir' character, acompanied by Proteus, who was wandering around HQ, thinking, and had been dragged along by Demos.

In the private 'executive' room, Signas was indeed impressed, along with Zero, whom of which came to view as well about an hour ago [Although Zero would never admit he was impressed]. But Signas wanted to see how far Havoc could go. So, Zero turned up the intensity like Signas requested, up to level 16.

But Zero, the bitter taste of vengeance getting the best of him, turned the level capacity up to level 20...[/i]

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I expect each and every one of you to not interfere with this with some bullcrap like "____ jumped in and blewed up all of the robots and saved havoc from beings kills". You do this, and I'll get Piro to stomp on you. Got me?

And no, I have no plan on having Havoc being all uuber-cool and destroying everything with the Sims set on level 20. This is my way of showing off my new gear, which most will be revieled in my next two posts. So nyah.


[size=1]And yes, I realize this post could be better, considering my standards, but expect some real nice work in my next few add-ins...;)[/size]

[Domon]

Uh Medra, you kinda lost me. I though that i had said that i was in the training room and that you were watching me. *Looks at the screen in totoal confusion.* Could someone clear this up for me??

[Chaos]

Well, seeing as how in like three posts I mentioned that Havoc was going to the Training Sims because he had to have an evaluation after being in Iso for so long, I naturally thought you'd actually understand that Havoc would be in Training.

Also, provided the fact that in my post before last I explained that Havoc was going to be in the Sims for somewhere about two days straight. Why you had him walking AWAY from the Sims is beyond me.

To put it simple, I fixed your error.

[Domon]

OH! ooops guess i made a mistake *smacks head* sorry. I guess i'll just redo my error. Sorry.
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[i] Fenir had been so hypnotized by the fighting style of Havoc that he didn't even notice that two other Reploids had walked up behind him and then stood next to him and then the one on his left spoke.[/i]

Demos: You one of the rookies???

Fenir: Yes sir, my name is...

Demos and Fenir at the same time: Fenir.

Fenir: How did you know my name??

Demos: Saw it on the roster for the solo missions.

Fenir: Oh.

[i]Fenir looks back in through the window and notices that all of the droids that Havoc had been practicing against were now nothing but heaps of molten slag.[/i]

Fenir: Damn! He's pretty good.

Demos: You're very right there. Say, you look familar, have met since today??

Fenir: No, I probably look a little familar because i was sort of bulit to resemble Zero, I was built with some data that had been collected from both Zero and Mega Man X.

[i]Demos got a perplexed look on his face,but then he turned around and began to observe Havoc once more. Fenir watched for a little while but then he just walked off and went into another training room, once he began to spar with the droids he just became bored and then he got an idea. He turned off the computer and headed back to where Havoc was training and then he spoke to Demos again.[/i]

Fenir: I have a question, do you think i could train with him??

Demos: Well I'd have to ask so let me just ask him now. [i] Presses a button.[/i] Hey Havoc. Could this kid come in and train with you?

[Flash]

Domon, Havoc is training alone. As in, by himself. I think you should fix your post up. And try to keep true to other characters personas--Demos isn't exactly friendly towards newbies.
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[I]Reverb sat in the Memory Archives, searching for information on the reploid called 'Light'. He typed in the word, and waited. Sadly, after a few seconds of data retrieval, nothing came through. He frowned, and broadened his search. Instead of searching solely for 'Reploid Callsigns', he did a single-term search on the word 'Light'. He waited, and a few results came through. There were three results on screen. Reverb quickly skimmed over all of them.

Lightning Buster, MK I; Sub-Light drive; Light, Dr Thomas Xaiver...

Reverb rubbed his chin and reviewed the third listing. It appeared on screen.

"Dr Thomas Xaiver Light, creator of the first true-AI robot, and founding father of the X series of Reploids. Dr Light has created numerous robots, among of which are the fabled Mega Man (Rock), Roll, Protoman (Blues), Warlock, and Mega Man X."...

Reverb stopped reading for a moment. Warlock? The name seemed familiar. He looked down, and found an image. There in the image stood Dr Light, with Rock and Roll on either side of him. Protoman stood off to the left, with Auto, Rush, Beat and Eddie in the background. Reverb smiled. They looked happy. Suddenly, his eyes caught glint of something... In the back of the photo, a half finished robot lay dormant on a bench. Reverb enhanced the picture and his optic sensors, zooming in on the robot's face. Using a colour enhancer, he added colour to the monochromatic picture.

There he was. The Red and Black Reploid he had encountered on the mission. It was him without a doubt. He could tell just by the eyes. They were the same eyes. He knew it. He hovered the cursor just over the image. A message appeared beneath it... "'Warlock', believed to be the prototype for the Reploid series. Survived the cataclysm, and served as a Maverick Hunter Eliter for a number of years..."

It went on, but Reverb didn't bother to read it. He'd seen enough. As he stood up, he turned sharply and was knocked to the ground by a tall Reploid, armoured in black, white markings all along his arms. Reverb stood up, awed by the black reploid's sheer physical power, not to mention the symbols on his arms.[/I]

[B]Nova:[/B] New guy on the squad, right?

[B]Reverb:[/B] Yeah, we talked on the APC.

[B]Nova:[/B] I don't think I properly introduced myself. Nova. Pleased to meet you... Reverb, right?

[Chaos]

[i]Havoc stood completely upright, having shot down a wave of droids. It was at the point in training sessions where the system stopped for a few minutes when a communication link was opened up.

Havoc chuckled at the sarcastic tone of his brother's request.[/i]

[b]Havoc:[/b] "Tell the rookie to wake up and smell the coffee. Now, begin the program again!!"

[i]With that, the comm. link was severed, as the Sim darkened again, the artificial surroundings changing into that of a desert, with high cliffs encircling a deep, deep valley.

When the droids appeared, it was as if Havoc was in a nightmare. Huge creatures around two stories high and fully decked out in armor and weapons were the fodder of this setting. Huge flying beasts of drones were the Level Two attackers. Snipers, to be exact. They would provide cover-fire while damaged droids retreated.

But the worst, of them all, was a drone that looked remarkibly like Napalm, that beast of a demon-machine, that Warlock almost got himself killed, trying to defeat.

Exactly at the moment that Havoc was about to advance upon one of the Level One droids, the D-Sabre's power cells expired. The D-Sabre flickered twice, before dispursing in a violent display of steel-blue lightning. Havoc holstered his wonderful beam weapon, and stuck his hands out to the side.

His fingertips glew a wonderful, faint neon-blue, as beam claws extended outwards, the same color as the D-Sabre.

This was one of Havoc's many new upgrades. The D-Claws. Havoc sprung forward, already slashing with these deadly scythes that were now part of his being. He ripped through the bottom of one of the Level One drones, smirking as the thing fell over, missing one of it's four, spider-like legs in a sparking heap of burning pain.

But as soon as he came from under the droid, all five of the Level 2 drones blasted Havoc into the cliff wall...[/i]

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Not much, but I'm not in a very 'RPGish' mood today,

[Break]

[size=1][color=crimson]Sorry I'm pretty late guys ^.^;; Lucky thing Flash left an open ending for me. ;)

This post will be short, I gots homework, but I'll do what I can. :)
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[b]Nova:[/b] What were you just looking at?

[i]Nova glanced at the screen in front of Reverb.[/i]

[b]Reverb:[/b] Just some information on Warlock.

[b]Nova:[/b] ..?

[b]Reverb:[/b] Oh.. that black and red Reploid we saw.

[b]Nova:[/b] I see.

[i]Nova glanced again at the screen.[/i]

[b]Nova:[/b] Hey! That's Dr. Light isn't it?

[b]Reverb:[/b] Yeah it is. Why?

[i]Nova patted his Buster and smiled at Reverb.[/i][/color][/size]

[Talon]

[color=silver][i]Xion set his coffee down, staring at her. He felt his Hunter comm go off through his helmet and he began to leave. He stopped, wrote something down, and handed it to Satina.[/i]

[b]Xion:[/b]It's my comm number. Tap that channel from a phone or a radio to talk to me anytime you wish. I have to go. My boss needs to chew me out.

[i]At that, he kissed her cheek briefly before jumping onto his Alaris and speeding away. As he sped away, he slapped himself for being an idiot enough to do that. He'd reached HQ, jumped off of his bike, and marched into Signas' office. He sat down and awaited his punishment for his outburst.[/i]

[b]Signas:[/b]You wait right there. We'll wait for Proteus to get here. And I guess we'll wait for Demos, too.

[i]At that, Signas commed the two Hunters and sat in his chair, looking exasperated beyond his activation date.[/i][/color]

[Chaos]

...The **** is wrong with you people? Signas is supervising Havoc's training, and Demos is watching that same thing. God-****ing-DAMMIT! When will people actually READ what's going on?! -_-;;

[Domon]

Sorry Final Flash. Okay i didn't know how Demos reacted to newbies. My bad.
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[i]Fenir walked off away from where Havoc was training and headed towards the main exit from HQ, he wanted to take a walk around and see what was going on. As he exited the building he turned left and headed down towards the buisness district and decided to see what was going on in the news. After having bought the newspaper Fenir flipped through the major news but didn't see anything that interested him so he proceeded to just walk around just to kill time. As he was walking back to HQ Fenir decided to take a detour through an alley, as he entered the alley he noticed that he was being followed by a group of thugs, that's when one of them stepped right in front of him.[/i]

Thug #1: Alright buddy hand over all your money.

Fenir: Out of my way. I haven't got the time to deal with you lowlifes.

Thug #2: What you wanna rumble. Cause we can do some damage to that pretty boy armor of your's

Fenir: Oh, really?? Here come on free shot.

[i] The first thugh took a swing a Fenir but he just sidestepped and drove his elbow down into the man's back which in turn did enough pain that the man became unconscious. The others took out several beam swords and tried to attack but they soon found that their weapons were no match for Fenir's F-Saber. After Fenir sheathed his saber and walked away from the unconsicous pile of thugs he headed back into the training hall and went into a seperate dome and set the level to 16 so as to see how well he could do. As the 12 droids filed out Fenir just looked at them and flicked a lock of his hair out of his face, drew his saber and set it to lightining element. As one droid took a running swing at him with saber Fenir began to match sword strokes with it and before the droid could respond it was cut right down the middle.[/i]

Fenir: One down eleven more to go.

[i]Fenir looked at the other 11 and just smirked. He sheathed his sword and aimed his arm cannon and began to charge it to the limit and when he thought he had enough power he fired directly into the group, out of the remaining 11 only 7 got out of the way. The next droid to attack Fenir tried to pick him off but Fenir just ducked and rolled and shot the droids legs out from underneath it and then blew its head off. The next 6 fell before Fenir's sword. After having trained for an hour with level 16 droids Fenir decided to go back to his quarters and get some sleep.[/i]

[Warlock]

[I] Warlock couldn?t just help but chuckle. Despite all the technologic advancements in other fields, people [/I] still [I] hadn?t got around to upgrading the average city?s sewer system. Rats still inhabited them, sludge still flowed throughout? [/I]

[I] Though the hundred and fifty three-year-old reploid had to admit that this wasn?t your average sewer system. Far from it, in fact. [/I]

[I] While still not that more advanced than sewer systems of more than a hundred years before, they still possessed the feel of technology. Most likely because of the hidden security cameras throughout, as well as countless surveillance drones and outposts built into the sides, heavy energy guns mounted around them. Not to mention the occasional patrol of heavily armed Hunters. Obviously, the Maverick Hunters weren?t taking any chances with this underground network. [/I]

[I] And so, this was what Warlock had to avoid as he splashed through the black water, making his way to one of the metal catwalks on the side made to make patrol by Hunters easier, giving them a great view of the happenings of down below while still being able to move around freely. [/I]

[I] And trying not to make a sound, Warlock grabbed the edge of a catwalk above, hoisting himself up before looking around. [/I]

[I] His plans for this mission were stealth, something he wasn?t accustomed to doing that much. Usually he?d be going in after the stealth boys, causing complete chaos and destruction. After all, it was his job. [/I]

[I] With that Warlock began to creep forward, trying to find a way out of this mess. But by this point people inside the HQ would start to be notified of this. It was always a possibility Warlock was a lead scout for a massive Maverick attack, and the Hunters couldn?t take any chances. [/I]

[I] But with all luck he?d be able to get out of this without a problem? [/I]

[Talon]

[color=silver]OOC:Sorry, Flash. I was writing that post while the other two came up, the I saved it in Word and logged off. Sorry. Just think of that posts time frame as he called Xion in, walked out in his impatience, and oversees Havoc's training. Now, I'm going to fix that with this post.
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[i]Xion sat in the chair grumpily, wondering when Signas was going to come back. He'd muttered something about Havoc, and left Xion alone in his office. Xion stood up, stretching his joints, and walked out of the office.[/i]

[b]Xion:[/b]Screw orders, I'm hungry.

[i]As he walked into the mess hall for his lunch, he found it mostly full. As he grabbed a platter, twirling it and collecting his food neatly, he found that his skillful handling had insulted a few reploids. The entire 16th unit and half of X's 17th, X included, stood and began to glare menacingly at Xion. Xion sat and ate in ignorant bliss, content to be fed. When he finished his food, he grabbed an energy cola and began to walk back out. As he neared the door, his hand was cut by the glass bottle shattering from a clean-fired plasme round. He found a big reploid standing in front of him. Soon, he found himself in the middle of a violent brawl against forty reploid warriors. And he was winning. For the moment.[/color][/i]

[Domon]

[i]Fenir had been having a hard time trying to get to sleep so he decided to go to the mess hall. As he got close to the mess hall entrance he saw a huge reploid go crashing out of the door and slamming into the wall, Fenir ignored him and walked on in and was nearly hit when a samller reploid. Fenir looked around to see what was throwing reploids around, he saw a reploid that looked like a young teenager and he was handling these reploids on his own and then X stepped up to seperate the young reploid and one of his own, Fenir rushed up and tried to pull the young reploid off the other and in turn recieved a blow to the cheek, thats when Fenir lost it he spun the guy around and glared at him with a ice cold stare.[/i]

Fenir: Who are you??

????:Xion

Fenir: Well you just hit me and i don't appreciate being struck, so hows about you and me head to the training dome and see who the stronger man is.

Xion: Okay, but you just better be ready to lose.

Fenir: [i]Mutters some inchoearant words.[/i]

[i] The two walked towards the training dome and as they stepped in the doors sealed shut for the time limit which was set for 2 hours. Fenir turned around, his long brown hair following his turn, he looked Xion in the face and mouthed the words begin and they both drew their respective swords and started to spar.[/i]

[Talon]

[color=silver][i]Immediately, Xion jumped into the air, filtering Fenir's strengths and weaknesses in a swift motion, judging Fenir by his response to Xion's sudden flight. Xion smirked as Fenir turned and swung his sword where Xion would land. As the blade caught Xion in the shoulder, Xion brought his fist into Fenir's chest, sending him flying back into a wall. The two battled on and on, neither giving back or gaining an upper advantage.

[b]Meanwhile[/b]

A crowd was gathering outside the battle room. Reploids and Hunters were waving credits and betting on the outcome. X had three thousand credits going towards a draw. Alia was betting against Douglas that Xion would win. Lifesavor and Dr. Karmen hung their heads and prepared to recieve two patients, sighing exasperatedly. Suddenly, to the effect of bating everyone's breath but X, the final ten minutes of the duel closed in.

[b]In the Battle Room[/b]

Xion and Fenir stood, both clutching a random limb, staring at each other. Both of them charged fiercely at the same time, eventually crashing and meeting each other in mid-slash. Xion swung his weak arm into Fenir's chest, Fenir kicking Xion in the side. Both fell, weakened, as the end bell rang. The match was over. X had earned three thousand credits. The match was a draw. Lifesavor and Dr. Karmen both smiled grimly, both having a reploid carry one of the combatants to the Medbay. Xion could only manage to mutter.[/i]

[b]Xion:[/b]Damn. I wanted to finish my brawl. Oh well. I have a new friend, at least. A great sparring partner, too.

[b]Lifesavor(hitting Xion on the head):[/b]Shut up. You need rest.[/color]

[Domon]

Fenir: Hey that was pretty good. I never met someone who could fight at the same level as me.

Xion: Heh. Same here. You're pretty Damn good.

Fenir: Thanks. Say would you like to go with me on my next mission?

Xion: Sure.

Dr. Karman: You both aren't going anywhere for awhile.

Fenir: Oh?

Dr. Karmen: I'm dead serious you won't be going anywhere.

[James]

[i]Proteus lay back on his bed, staring at the ceiling. The events of the last day had been very different for him. Now it seemed like a blur. What was that voice? And perhaps more importantly, why did he feel so jaded?

Reverb, despite being a rookie, had taken to his role like a duck to water. He just fit like a glove at Hunter HQ. But increasingly, Proteus felt like an outsider. He didn't know why.

Suddenly and without warning, the door to Proteus' room slid open. In walked Dr. Karman with two droids. Proteus sat up immediately.[/i]

[b]Proteus:[/b] What is it?

[b]Dr. Karman:[/b] Relax, Proteus.

[i]Dr. Karman sat down on the end of Proteus' bed. The two droids stood next to her patiently.[/i]

[b]Dr. Karman:[/b] You broke out of isolation, you know. It's my responsibility to check up on your health. ;)

[b]Proteus:[/b] ....

[b]Dr. Karman:[/b] I know you don't think I care, but I do. Besides, I have a job to do...I have responsibilities here.

[b]Proteus:[/b] Sometimes you forget that I'm not "just a robot". I have thoughts and feelings just as you do.

[i]Dr. Karman nodded.[/i]

[b]Dr. Karman:[/b] I know. At least let me give you a final injection. It'll help your internal systems to repair broken nerves more quickly.

[i]Proteus reluctantly put his arm out for the doctor. She produced a small needle, which contained a bright pink fluid. Proteus watched the fluid move down the needle, into the neuro-net inside his arm...

And then he began to feel drowsy. He wasn't sure what happened next. He swore he thought the droids picked him up and carried him out of the room...with Dr. Karman trailing close behind. But he couldn't remember...he was too tired...[/i]

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Dr. Karman will sneak out of the building with Proteus...so please, nobody notice it happenin' ;) Hehe...I'll explain more in my next post.

[Talon]

[color=silver][i]Xion smirked to himself, jumping recklessly out of bed. He stumbled slightly, taking out his longsword and slashing a gaping hole in an area of the wall that seemed to have been recently repaired. Fenir stared at Xion amazedly.[/i]

[b]Fenir:[/b]But Karmen said we can't-

[b]Xion:[/b]You seriously expect me to lie still and let my circuits atrophy? You ARE nuts!

[i]Xion leaped out of the hole, landing on the ground soundly. He gave himself a diagnostic, finding one of his circuits busted. he repaced and felt a surge of energy, taking off for Signas' office, praying Signas hadn't noticed his disappearance. Luckily, Signas was still overseeing Havoc's session. X charged into Signas' office, however.[/i]

[b]X:[/b]Signas! We've got two rookies with the skills of a- hey...where is he?

[i]Xion surprised X.[/i]

[b]Xion:[/b]He's watching Havoc, X.

[b]X:[/b]You....you're supposed to be in the infirmary....

[b]Xion:[/b]You honestly think I'm going to let Karmen pore over me, worry over me, and then tell me I can't fight? Hell no![/color]

[Domon]

[i] Fenir still couldn't believe that Xion did that. So he decided to follow him. Just as Fenir jumped out of the hole his internal diagnostics blared, he had at least one power surge in his right arm, nothing he couldn't fix. He decided to go down to Signa's office and see what Xion was doing and also so he could get his next mission. As Fenir ran into the office he saw Xion and X standing in the office, just as Fenir stepped in X looked at them both.[/i]

X: Ack!!! What the hell do i have to do to get you two in the sickbay??

Fenir: All i got is a minor power surge in my right arm.

Xion: I'm okay.

X: Well you both are pretty tough. Say how about the three of us walk down to where Signas is and talk with him.