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Fantasy Reaper: Reboot

Asilia flinched. She figured this woudlnt work at all......"look.... I'm going to die no matter what....... So just leave me herr befor you become a trator.
 
James shook his head. "Do you want the painkiller or not? Either way, we're leaving now or we'll be stuck here." He said.
 
Spazzycat101 said:
'I don't think our friend Revnoir would be happy about two traitors and escapees.'
Still leaning casually against a wall, Leah had not yet considered leaving.


She had no earpiece to contact a squad leader, and if she left for any time they might be gone when she came back. Leah made no move to go, only kept her unsettling stare on Asilia.
(@Aurath Moonblood @Shinohara Are either of you going to respond to Leah? She's there, talking to you people. ._.)
 
( Oh sorry. )


James turned to look at Leah. "I don't think it's right to torture someone just because they are half reaper. As long as she isn't going on a killing spree, it's fine for her to be alive. And humans are actually quite a huge problem on earth. Maybe this is the way earth tries to protect itself." He said.
 
(Asilia acknowledged her.... That's why she said what she did......) "That's ridiculous....." Asilia said weakly. "Reapers were man made....." She said.
 
"The world decided for them to try and hunt humans. Now let's go." James said as he put the morphine into his pocket and then picked up Asilia. He walked towards the exit, threads ready for an attack from Leah.
 
"I was a human. I gained the weaver core but that didn't change my thought processing. I naturally do what I want without caring about others." James said as he walked, opening the door.
 
"That's.... Exactly..... What a human would do.........." Asilia said softly. She looked up as she passed revnoir's office and saw he was looking up at two people in the doorway.how could he not see her?them?
 
James rushed through the door and out of the base. He ran straight towards the AO of the mission that would have happened soon for him if not for the escape. "Where should we go?" He asked, looking at Asilia.
 
Goodrich spoke loud and clear, and since he had his helmet on, he was assisted by a small battery powered microphone attached to a speaker hidden in the chin of the helmet. The echo was horrendous on the old and weathered speaker, yet it added an aesthetically pleasing apparition sound to the mysterious armored man.


"Forgive me if I have the wrong person, but you are Revnoir. I heard you are the logistics officer and finding my squad has proved troublesome. Since this is not a military institution, I am assuming that the logistics handles the distribution of personell. Do you know where I might find Squad 3?"



He hadn't bothered to introduce himself, nor did he bother himself with removing his helmet. He was not going to be here long, or so he thought.



@Umbra Regalia


@zenreaper


@Noivian
 
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They weren't torturing Asilia because she half-reaper... it was because she had a mind to have them all slaughtered. Leah had half a mind to voice her opinion, but kept silent. Her glare became almost hateful as the two left the room, but as soon as they did she started off down the hall. Someone, someone, a squad leader maybe? Find someone, someone at least.


Leah came skidding to a stop as soon as she saw what was almost a crowd of people gathered into one office. Through the people, she was able to see the shadow weaver, Revnoir, from earlier. She took a moment to push somewhat rudely past a few people, and managed to shout a few words.



'The reaper-girl is gone! The metal weaver took her.' Her usually meaninglessly bored expression was replaced with a look more of determination, and a small shred of alarm.





@Umbra Regalia @Everyone else in that one room
 
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dante looked towards the new man who had entered the room. he was slightly surprised by his presence. he seemed to be wearing some sort of metal casing was it...armour?. he vaguely recalled hearing the word. he slowly moved from behind revnior and walked up to the man. he could feel the peculiar gaze of the man looking at him. it didn't bother him much because he was used to it by now. he slowly examined the mans so called 'armour'. he had never seen such a thing before only heard of it from the doctors that told him stories which were few. the doctors would often get in trouble if they were caught speaking to him. but he did not know why and could not ask. held a note up to the man just to be sure it read: 'is this armour?' nut as he was doing so someone else came in it seemed some one had decided to escape for some reason.


@Umbra Regalia


@SSgt Goodrich


@Noivian
 
Spazzycat101 said:
They weren't torturing Asilia because she half-reaper... it was because she had a mind to have them all slaughtered. Leah had half a mind to voice her opinion, but kept silent. Her glare became almost hateful as the two left the room, but as soon as they did she started off down the hall. Someone, someone, a squad leader maybe? Find someone, someone at least.
Leah came skidding to a stop as soon as she saw what was almost a crowd of people gathered into one office. Through the people, she was able to see the shadow weaver, Revnoir, from earlier. She took a moment to push somewhat rudely past a few people, and managed to shout a few words.



'The reaper-girl is gone! The metal weaver took her.' Her usually meaninglessly bored expression was replaced with a look more of determination, and a small shred of alarm.





@Umbra Regalia @Everyone else in that one room
Revnoir signalled for the armored man to wait just a moment, and stood up. "The Metal Weaver. Is it the guy with the odd fascination for playing with his gun?" Revnoir didn't look angry so much as he looked peeved at the mere thought of James. Damn, punching that guy had been satisfying, and he wanted to do it a million times more. Now that he helped the girl escape, he had a proper reason to.


(Heads up everyone, I won't be on for the majority of the day. I'm a bit busy and technically am not supposed to be on here unless finishing homework online or something... ;-; Sometimes I wish I weren't a teenager...)
 
Leah nodded.


'The one that claimed to be a field medic, yes. That guy.' She was getting a small bit impatient... but better to wait then go off after two weavers with no aid. Her irritation at both the escapees and Revnoir's unhurried pace might have shown in her clenched jaw and balled fist, but Leah didn't move. She only waited, waited for something to happen.
 
Spazzycat101 said:
Leah nodded.
'The one that claimed to be a field medic, yes. That guy.' She was getting a small bit impatient... but better to wait then go off after two weavers with no aid. Her irritation at both the escapees and Revnoir's unhurried pace might have shown in her clenched jaw and balled fist, but Leah didn't move. She only waited, waited for something to happen.
"Rogue, track the Medic." Revnoir said immediately, turning to look at his computer as it lit up with coordinates and a map. The AI had done as he had asked. "The girl should be weak, and the Medic isn't very strong. Whoever wants to go can. This'll be all your first independent mission here at the main base." Revnoir looked back at the group with a smirk on his face. "Don't tell me we've got to choose names from a hat."
 
"A-a hunt in base?" Mila stuttered, surprised. Could she really handle this? "I'll do my best, sir!" she gives a small salute, before hesitating. "Do we know where they are or no?"
 
Cam barged into the office, a small moment late when he muttered in a calm, yet pissed tone, "That douche-bag James took Asilia... Or whatever her name is."
 
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(No way you would have heard that man. She said that after tey were way away from the bace.) Asilia had began to doze off. In James's arms. Could he realy keep her safe?
 
Goodrich smirked at the assignment. A traitor was always fun to deal with, considering that most over-watching personnel tend to overlook any 'extra' bruises on the criminal. Stephen looked at the other individuals in the room motioned to the door.


He looked at the girl who asked where they were and he laughed loudly. He had no meant to originally, but the thought made him laugh.



"It is a hunt! If we knew where they were, it would merely be an arrest, understand?"



It was then that Stephen turned his back to Revnoir, facing the door and beginning to walk out. He spoke as he exited.



"There is no time to waste, we should go."



@Everyone
 

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