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Postby Free Empire of the Low Isles » Thu Feb 11, 2016 7:01 pm

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"The teams will be decided by... well, I'm going to say the majority of Etas and all of the Betas going to fight the enemies, while the Alphas, Deltas, and a small percentage of Etas go to the rescue the prisoners. And they should have only a few assassins and ninety-seven trainees. The trainees won't be much of a problem of course..." Coilin explained, nodding.

"Oh... and they have Madame Anastasia of course. But she's mine."



Coilin looked at Karl. "You're with us, the students. You'll probably be helping rescue our peers." he said, and then looked at Kadus. "Sorry, lass. Anastasia... is someone I have plans for."



James nods "Understood Coilin." he says carefully "Hopefuly these assasians won't be as tough as we last met them, and the 97 trainees shouldn't be an issue, And I've also noticied, you seem to have some kind of grudge against Madame Anathasia? What's that for?"


Coilin blinked at James, after his thousand-mile stare out the hangar door ended. "Huh? Oh... she took... She has Raven."
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Postby ButterCatx » Thu Feb 11, 2016 7:05 pm

Unified Free Lands wrote:Ice turned away from both of them, hiding the emotion in her eyes. I guess it wouldn't hurt to stay for a little longer to see if they can help... But no close relationships. "I'll stay, for now," she stated eventually. "But just so you know, Machina, we're not in a relationship. We're not anything more than slight friends, really."

"Okay" Machina managed to say, the pain evident in his voice, but the happiness that she would stay drove him now. His faced changed into a mask of glee and insanity, for the battle that would ensue, and for the fun it was gonna be. The arcs popping around him with a regularity that you could set a clock to. He was ready for this fight, he was surrounded by his friends, classmates, Karl, and Ice. He was ready for anything. "let's do this." He said, his whole demeanor changing.

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Postby Charlia » Thu Feb 11, 2016 7:10 pm

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Charlia wrote:Raven's head was spinning. She was so, so tired... And sore. Pain filled every nerve, her entire body rebelling and forcing agony through her mind.

Uhhh... hurts. Who--who's there?

She managed to turn her head, and it just lolled to the side as she stared at the empty room.

...Oh... I'm alone... again.

...That's okay.

I'm better off alone.

Because bad things happen to the people I care about.

It hurts... It hurts too much when I lose my friends.


Her mind went to a face... and she felt even more pain.

Coilin... Ugh, what I wouldn't give just for a few minutes to talk to him.

...Coilin... I wish you could hear me...


Coilin suddenly looked out the hangar door, feeling something... someone at the very, very edge of his range. He reached out, making contact, but weakly.

The small voice of Coilin filters into her pain filled mind, barely being able to be comprehended over the pain. I-... Coming... Natalya...

Coilin?

...No... no... don't come... you'll die...

...And if you don't die...


Something in the back of her mind whispered, You'll see me like this. Pathetic, helpless and weak.

She was ashamed.

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Postby Free Empire of the Low Isles » Thu Feb 11, 2016 7:15 pm

Charlia wrote:
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Coilin suddenly looked out the hangar door, feeling something... someone at the very, very edge of his range. He reached out, making contact, but weakly.

The small voice of Coilin filters into her pain filled mind, barely being able to be comprehended over the pain. I-... Coming... Natalya...

Coilin?

...No... no... don't come... you'll die...

...And if you don't die...


Something in the back of her mind whispered, You'll see me like this. Pathetic, helpless and weak.

She was ashamed.


Coilin's thousand-yard stare returned as he focused on her. ... don't care... need... you. Stay safe. Lo-... you. the distorted message came, quietly in the back of her head.
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Postby Charlia » Thu Feb 11, 2016 7:19 pm

Free Empire of the Low Isles wrote:
Charlia wrote:Coilin?

...No... no... don't come... you'll die...

...And if you don't die...


Something in the back of her mind whispered, You'll see me like this. Pathetic, helpless and weak.

She was ashamed.


Coilin's thousand-yard stare returned as he focused on her. ... don't care... need... you. Stay safe. Lo-... you. the distorted message came, quietly in the back of her head.

Her head started pounding, a different sort of pain flooding her mind.

Mental pain.

...Heartache?

...too... late...

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Postby Kractero » Thu Feb 11, 2016 7:46 pm

Marissa felt left out again. She didn't want attention, but being somewhat cast to the side all her life had made her weary. The problem Karl addressed seemed to have been solved, but aside from Karl her presence was not acknowledged. And Miguel. But Karl and Miguel didn't count... Even the two people he was with did not notice her.

She hears her dog come up to her with a bag in his mouth. "Good boy Miguel," she says, taking her laptop bag from his mouth.

Can I be anything else than a good boy? I am best boy! he scampers off.

Setting up her laptop, she checks her email. 2 unread emails. From her mom and dad.
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Postby Arstotzkas » Thu Feb 11, 2016 8:05 pm

Kractero wrote:Marissa felt left out again. She didn't want attention, but being somewhat cast to the side had made her weary. The problem Karl addressed seemed to have been solved, but aside from Karl here presence was not acknowledged. And Miguel. But Karl and Miguel didn't count... Even the two people he was with did not notice her.

She hears her dog come up to her with a bag in his mouth. "Good boy Miguel," she says, taking her laptop bag from his mouth.

Can I be anything else than a good boy? I am best boy! he scampers off.

Setting up her laptop, she checks her email. 2 unread emails. From her mom and dad.


James sees Marissa at the sides by herself and decides to go talk to her. With a casual tone, he says "Hello Marissa. It seems like I haven't talked to you in a while. How've you been?" He also noticed the energetic dog running, deducing that it was probably Marissa's.
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Postby Kractero » Thu Feb 11, 2016 8:07 pm

Arstotzkas wrote:
Kractero wrote:Marissa felt left out again. She didn't want attention, but being somewhat cast to the side had made her weary. The problem Karl addressed seemed to have been solved, but aside from Karl here presence was not acknowledged. And Miguel. But Karl and Miguel didn't count... Even the two people he was with did not notice her.

She hears her dog come up to her with a bag in his mouth. "Good boy Miguel," she says, taking her laptop bag from his mouth.

Can I be anything else than a good boy? I am best boy! he scampers off.

Setting up her laptop, she checks her email. 2 unread emails. From her mom and dad.


James sees Marissa at the sides by herself and decides to go talk to her. With a casual tone, he says "Hello Marissa. It seems like I haven't talked to you in a while. How've you been?"

Contemplating to click on them or not (which was strange, she was really anxious for a reply), she decides against it. She stared at Miguel as he chased his tail.

Zoning off while looking at Miguel, she doesn't notice James until Miguel sends her a message Another guy is talking to you...

"Hello James," Marissa says, putting up a weak smile. "I've been doing pretty good, what about you?" She watches as Miguel starts to sniff his legs before jumping up to his waist.
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Postby Arstotzkas » Thu Feb 11, 2016 8:17 pm

Kractero wrote:
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James sees Marissa at the sides by herself and decides to go talk to her. With a casual tone, he says "Hello Marissa. It seems like I haven't talked to you in a while. How've you been?"

Contemplating to click on them or not (which was strange, she was really anxious for a reply), she decides against it. She stared at Miguel as he chased his tail.

Zoning off while looking at Miguel, she doesn't notice James until Miguel sends her a message Another guy is talking to you...

"Hello James," Marissa says, putting up a weak smile. "I've been doing pretty good, what about you?" She watches as Miguel starts to sniff his legs before jumping up to his waist.



James rubs Miguel's head while replying "Pretty good, except the part where I got locked in a room by a psychotic girl and then had to escape through the air vents. Other than that, everything was great.

He senses something wrong with her and asks " Is everything alright? You don't seem like your usual self right now."
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Postby Kractero » Thu Feb 11, 2016 8:22 pm

Arstotzkas wrote:
Kractero wrote:Contemplating to click on them or not (which was strange, she was really anxious for a reply), she decides against it. She stared at Miguel as he chased his tail.

Zoning off while looking at Miguel, she doesn't notice James until Miguel sends her a message Another guy is talking to you...

"Hello James," Marissa says, putting up a weak smile. "I've been doing pretty good, what about you?" She watches as Miguel starts to sniff his legs before jumping up to his waist.



James rubs Miguel's head while replying "Pretty good, except the part where I got locked in a room by a psychotic girl and then had to escape through the air vents. Other than that, everything was great.

He senses something wrong with her and asks " Is everything alright? You don't seem like your usual self right now."

Miguel thinks into James's head, It's behind the ears!

Marissa closes her laptop while answering "Yes, I am fine. Nothing has really happened. I'm just thinking about my parents...they finally responded to me." She decides to leave out her moment with Karl.
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Postby Galnius » Thu Feb 11, 2016 8:32 pm

Salazar was strapped to a wall in a dark room, blood dripping from his lips and nose, scars forming on his body with multiple bruises, burn marks in random places. "You people clearly don't understand torture. I see nothing psychologically damaging about this, and it would hardly make me listen. Let me down from here, you've seen what I can do, and I've already given you the likelihoods of your deaths in the next 5 days. 100%, a percentage so rare it's ridiculous. So, how about you let me go and I'll make sure it's painless, because I somehow doubt that it would be otherwise." Smirking, he spit blood at the too guards, earning him a but of a gun to the ribs. "Ow, that kinda hurt."
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Postby Arstotzkas » Thu Feb 11, 2016 8:41 pm

Kractero wrote:
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James rubs Miguel's head while replying "Pretty good, except the part where I got locked in a room by a psychotic girl and then had to escape through the air vents. Other than that, everything was great.

He senses something wrong with her and asks " Is everything alright? You don't seem like your usual self right now."

Miguel thinks into James's head, It's behind the ears!

Marissa closes her laptop while answering "Yes, I am fine. Nothing has really happened. I'm just thinking about my parents...they finally responded to me." She decides to leave out her moment with Karl.


James with a small smile replies "That's great. Any contact from the outside world is good, we've been trapped in this Academy for so long, that I've forgot a lot of things about the world outside of here. Althoufh to he honest, I kinda like this place a lot more than before now." He scratches behind the ears of the dog, noticing the message and says "You have a pretty cool dog. What's his name?"
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Postby Kractero » Thu Feb 11, 2016 8:45 pm

Arstotzkas wrote:
Kractero wrote:Miguel thinks into James's head, It's behind the ears!

Marissa closes her laptop while answering "Yes, I am fine. Nothing has really happened. I'm just thinking about my parents...they finally responded to me." She decides to leave out her moment with Karl.


James with a small smile replies "That's great. Any contact from the outside world is good, we've been trapped in this Academy for so long, that I've forgot a lot of things about the world outside of here. Althoufh to he honest, I kinda like this place a lot more than before now." He scratches behind the ears of the dog, noticing the message and says "You have a pretty cool dog. What's his name?"

Marissa decides to let Miguel answer, and he forces a message telepathically into James's head. My names is Miguel! You are a pretty cool human!
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Postby Arstotzkas » Thu Feb 11, 2016 10:39 pm

Kractero wrote:
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James with a small smile replies "That's great. Any contact from the outside world is good, we've been trapped in this Academy for so long, that I've forgot a lot of things about the world outside of here. Althoufh to he honest, I kinda like this place a lot more than before now." He scratches behind the ears of the dog, noticing the message and says "You have a pretty cool dog. What's his name?"

Marissa decides to let Miguel answer, and he forces a message telepathically into James's head. My names is Miguel! You are a pretty cool human!



James grins, not minding the telepathic message " And you're a pretty cool dog if I say so myself.Miguel. Honestly, I'm just a bit surprised that a dog could get superpowers. So, how did you two meet?"
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Postby Kractero » Fri Feb 12, 2016 6:52 am

Arstotzkas wrote:
Kractero wrote:Marissa decides to let Miguel answer, and he forces a message telepathically into James's head. My names is Miguel! You are a pretty cool human!



James grins, not minding the telepathic message " And you're a pretty cool dog if I say so myself.Miguel. Honestly, I'm just a bit surprised that a dog could get superpowers. So, how did you two meet?"

"He was hit by a car when he was a puppy," Marissa says, rubbing him behind the ears. I got smashed, not hit. "Smashed. But he lived, somehow, and then these animal experimenters picked him up off the road, tested him with all of these drugs and various substances, and gave him all of these powers. But obviously, they didn't want a dog to have them, so they dumped him on the streets and one day when I was in Lisbon, I got him off the road."


That was thirteen years ago!
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Postby CoraSpia » Fri Feb 12, 2016 7:27 am

"Sounds horribly like me," Kadus had apparently appeared from somewhere and was standing close to Marissa. "When I was 7, somebody decided they really wanted to kill me, it seemed. They hit me with a car and rolled over me a few times so I was nice and flat. Next thing I know, I'm waking up strapped to a bed, with a load of metal organs, very strong and fast limbs and a titanium skeleton. Can't say I blame whoever decided to do that to me though."
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Postby Videssos » Fri Feb 12, 2016 7:37 am

Maria continued his vigil, silently watching over the brunt of the captured students as they were forced to fight along with the trainees. Unbeknownst to him at that particular moment, this "guard duty," that the young Romanian assassin had been assigned to, would come to be interrupted soon. As it was, the situation wasn't particularly eventful, and having not been given any further orders by Madame Anastasia, Maria remained somewhat idle. Of course, as he always did, he took even his current, vaguely defined role seriously.
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Postby Unified Free Lands » Fri Feb 12, 2016 7:41 am

The first group of special forces sent to secure the area were camped out around the perimeter of the base, until they found the closest entrance. One of them placed heavy breaching charges before backing up and detonating them, blowing the door off its hinges and making a entry point for the students once the assault really began.

However, they didn't expect a near invisible blur to run by them, in the direction of the Jupiter. Benson. Well, that was easy, he thought. But I guess they can't stop what they can't see. Now I just have to tell the others where everyone is. He finally stopped when he reached the hangar, panting and trying to balance himself. "Hey guys, it was actually pretty easy to escape, with super speed and all," he said. "The others are still back there though, but they're unguarded mostly."

He then looked to Marissa, raising the visor on his helmet. "Did you miss me?" he asked with a grin.
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Postby Kractero » Fri Feb 12, 2016 8:27 am

Unified Free Lands wrote:The first group of special forces sent to secure the area were camped out around the perimeter of the base, until they found the closest entrance. One of them placed heavy breaching charges before backing up and detonating them, blowing the door off its hinges and making a entry point for the students once the assault really began.

However, they didn't expect a near invisible blur to run by them, in the direction of the Jupiter. Benson. Well, that was easy, he thought. But I guess they can't stop what they can't see. Now I just have to tell the others where everyone is. He finally stopped when he reached the hangar, panting and trying to balance himself. "Hey guys, it was actually pretty easy to escape, with super speed and all," he said. "The others are still back there though, but they're unguarded mostly."

He then looked to Marissa, raising the visor on his helmet. "Did you miss me?" he asked with a grin.

Allowin Miguel to do all the talking, she leans against the wall, closing her eye.

Miguel notified her of the approaching boy. Benson. She was starting to already feel guilt... She knew that he had some feelings for her when he was there. Without a doubt, he would be sad when he found out she was with Karl...she would have to play it well. I'm sorry, Benson...

"Benson? I did miss you," she says. She gives him a hug, and wrinkled her nose. "You don't look or smell okay, you should go see Nikolai."
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Postby New Antonalia » Fri Feb 12, 2016 8:34 am

Unified Free Lands wrote:The first group of special forces sent to secure the area were camped out around the perimeter of the base, until they found the closest entrance. One of them placed heavy breaching charges before backing up and detonating them, blowing the door off its hinges and making a entry point for the students once the assault really began.

However, they didn't expect a near invisible blur to run by them, in the direction of the Jupiter. Benson. Well, that was easy, he thought. But I guess they can't stop what they can't see. Now I just have to tell the others where everyone is. He finally stopped when he reached the hangar, panting and trying to balance himself. "Hey guys, it was actually pretty easy to escape, with super speed and all," he said. "The others are still back there though, but they're unguarded mostly."

He then looked to Marissa, raising the visor on his helmet. "Did you miss me?" he asked with a grin.

Johannes was surprised to see Benson appear in the hanger shortly after he heard the explosion. "Good. Thanks forthe information, but do you know where the barracks are? I have a few surprises for our gracious hosts." He said, oatting the canisters of cyanide, dangling on his bandoleer.
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Knowing that the others were preparing to gas everything, she waited for the moment when she would need to start holding her breath until she could slow down enough to stick her gas mask on.
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Postby Unified Free Lands » Fri Feb 12, 2016 8:59 am

"Pretty close by the door that those soldiers just took down," answered Benson, before looking back to Marissa. "I guess that's what getting kidnapped and chained up for a day does," he replied. "I'm mostly fine though... Sitting still for a day was the hardest part."
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Postby Arstotzkas » Fri Feb 12, 2016 9:02 am

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James grins, not minding the telepathic message " And you're a pretty cool dog if I say so myself.Miguel. Honestly, I'm just a bit surprised that a dog could get superpowers. So, how did you two meet?"

"He was hit by a car when he was a puppy," Marissa says, rubbing him behind the ears. I got smashed, not hit. "Smashed. But he lived, somehow, and then these animal experimenters picked him up off the road, tested him with all of these drugs and various substances, and gave him all of these powers. But obviously, they didn't want a dog to have them, so they dumped him on the streets and one day when I was in Lisbon, I got him off the road."


That was thirteen years ago!



James remarks "Well, that's certainly interesting. In fact, I think..." He notified Benson approaching nearby and mutters a brief greeting and some excuse about having to go sharpen his blades before walking off. He found it ironic that for once, he was making the excuse to leabe, not the other person. But really, James didn't want to get involved.
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Postby Rynagria » Fri Feb 12, 2016 9:36 am

Apostol had managed to sneak into the armor, but not before having changed his clothes as best as he could, due to the blood of his opponent being all over it. Once there, he quickly searched for anything resembling the guards attire. It wouldn't be long before he found it, putting it on over his clothes, also wearing a balaclava and gloves, doing his best to cover his identity. The next step came, arming himself with something, anything really, grabbing the nearest firearms he could. By the end, Apostol had an SVD Dragunov slung behind his bac, while an MP-443 Grach was grasped firmly in his hands. In addition to this, he also carried an assortment of grenades, along with some sort of collapsible baton hanging at his hip.

The only thing left was to get out, and neutralize any threat along the way.

That's right..... Neutralize all threats.

With that, he began searching the hallways, his eyes darting around for any sort of map. No luck there. Soon, he would find himself in what can be presumed as the torture rooms. Apostol began to think, prior to getting ready some stun grenades in his free hand, then kicking in a random door. Despite knowing this, the Bulgarian-American let the loud noise of the door slamming into a wall. Going in, he scanned the room with his pistol, his sights resting on Salazar strapped to the wall. Apostol could only look at him, as if waiting for him to say something.
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