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Immortal Protocol

"What the hell was she saying, and why is there somebody screaming, god damn I'm not a hero! I don't help!" he went back to bed, now having nightmares, even for him, the one who loved evil, of that call.


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Talkus finally managed to supress his nightmares, but only for a bit... they return (god I know I'm supposed to use the dice but I really REALLY want to have him do something fighting wise.)
 
Talkus couldn't surpress them this time, "you know what? Screw it, I'm going to investigate, but only to investigate." he got out of bed, putting on his headband and hoodie, and teleported blindly into the nextdoor building.


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(first die was for right room, second was good spot in the room) He teleported into the middle of the room, a single light shone on him and the chair with cypher in front of him. "God dammit, i hate teleporting blindly"
 
Cypher looked up at him. "So you came. Please help me out of these ropes." She said.


 
"Yes, please do." A voice said from the darkness.
 
Shojiro left his phone ringing, putting it in a pouch on his shirt and putting on some earbuds to listen. He held is pistol in one hand as he opened the door with another. He continued to ring Lockdown as he headed towards his planning table, calming slightly but still nervous.
 
Talkus shakes his head "I only came to see why the hell you called, I'm not one of those damn heros, I don't rescue hostages." He turned to the darkness. "If you don't mind I'll be going now. got some sleeping to do."
 
Cypher looked up at him. "You have your power for a reason. You can do good, or bad. You did come. Why would you come if you are evil?" She asked.
 
"Because your call was creepy as hell." he snapped at her,"I just want some sleep, but because you called I couldn't. That's why I came." He started using his telekenisis to squeeze her throat.


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Luckily, his tech didn't fail him.
 
Talkus turned didn't turn around, he knew it was coming. he used his telekenisis on the other object at the same time as he choked her, a risky thing due to his tech was designed to work for one object only.


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The object was a slim blade of metal, and it pierced Ender's skin. (probably breaking his concentration of the choking w/ telekinesis)


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It failed, the object hit him square on the back, he cried out in pain. and pulled it out. "I gotta get this thing repaired before I die." he took off his head band, and started using his fingers to fiddle with the litle peices inside. (I'm guessing the object was a knife?


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The voice from the darkness spoke. "Ah ah ah. Can't let that happen. We need that girl for greater purposes."


 
(Nah it didn't kill, just did a lil dmg)
 
(Oh god, I forgot about the damage thing.)


 
(I'm just gonna switch that, i was saying where you wounded him he would die without fixing his device.) Talkus gasped in pain, as he healed the wound with his device (he still has the damage, but at least he won't die) "What purposes? I'm already here, you damn hero." (Your he thinks your a hero because your protecting who he tried to kill)
 
A man stepped out from the darkness. He wore a red mask, riding leader jacket, gloves, and cargo pants with boots. "Hero? I prefer the term..... blade for hire." He said. He had a dark look to him, not befitting of a hero.


 
He flicked his wrists, and knifes flew out of his sleeves into his hands. "Now, why are you here strange man?"
 
Ender arched an eyebrow "Blade for... Uh... can you explain that term... I'm a little lost, and a lot tired." he shook his head fast, trying to wake himself up. "Also, I'm here because that girl called me in the middle of the night, with some really creepy vibe going into her call, also, call me Ender, it's the name I use when doing crime I just realized how freaking much I use also."
 
The man chuckled and crossed his arms. The knives floated in the air, suspended in front of the man. "Ender doesn't seem like a good name for a man with your talents. Doesn't look like you really END anything." He uncrossed his arms, and held them out wide, the knives flew into his sleeves. "This is not the place for you, Ender." He said that last word with sarcasm.
 

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