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originally posted in:The Roleplay League
11/25/2015 1:55:12 PM
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Lake suddenly stopped. They were in a canyon of sorts. He looked around. He had definitely heard something, or maybe it was his imagination? He didn't have anymore doubts however, as a wire rifle discharged and nearly shot him in the head of he didn't step out of the way in time. As if on cue, a group of Fallen sprung on them from all directions.
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R; "Zen you fixed that helmet yet cos I could really do with it back. " Z:" working on it." R:" Lake, don't suppose these are friends of yours?
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" No. Unless you count wanting to rip our throats out as friendship." He reached for his hand cannon and a firefight broke out.
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R:" Superb!" Her voice laced with sarcasm. She draws her cannon and puts herself back to back with Lake, firing off a couple of shots, first one hits a vandal in the shoulder the second one takes its head.
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Lake emptied out his entire clip into the Fallen in front of him. One severely pissed off captain charged at him. He grabbed for his knife and ran at the captain. Sliding right underneath the captain, Lake lunged up and stabbed him in the neck, and watched as the life drained out of him. He pulled the knife out, and threw it at a vandal, hitting him in the eye. He picked up the captains wire rifle and shot two more vandals. One dreg tried to stab him, but he blocked with the wire rifle and pushed the dreg back. He got behind it and snapped it's neck.
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Whilst Lake deals with anything that gets too close, Romii continues to try and prevent any more getting within striking range. Another two shots drops another Vandal, a Hail Mary grenade, it lucks out and sticks to a Dreg , who freaks out and runs to its 2 friends before realising too late what it's done, that's another 2 down and one badly wounded. A sniper shot grazes her face. R:" ssht" she hisses as she feels her cheek open up and the blood start running down her neck and under her armour.
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Lake finished off the last few stragglers on his side. He turned around and saw Romii struggling on her side. Using the wire rifle, he shot down the sniper, and placed two shots on a captain, bringing it down. He threw the wire rifle down, reloaded his hand cannon and started shooting at the remaining Fallen.
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Dropping another Vandal with more shots, she makes her way towards the place her grenade landed. As she gets closer she can hear the wounded dreg gasping through his re breather, it's a horrible rasping, gurgling sound. As she approaches it is laying on the ground propped up on one elbow. When it see's her it starts digging its heels into the ground and tries to push itself away from her. Once she is close enough she crouches down so she is eye level with it, it's still hissing at her till she daws her piece at which it seems to calm down, it's looking dead at her. R:" it's okay" She pulls the hammer back and places the gun level with its forehead , the dreg leans into the barrel as she pulls the trigger. Then the hiss of ether and a whisp of white and it's gone.
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And just like that, it grew quiet. Lake would not get caught off guard just yet though. He looked around silently for about a minute. Finally he relaxed and put his gun back in its holster. He turned towards Romii. " You alright?"
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She stands up and applies pressure to the wound, R: " fine, I hate head wounds they bleed like fk." She removes the pressure and forcefully winces, immediately it starts bleeding again. R:" damn it,where's that vodka, give me 2 mins while I stitch this up." She finds some place to sit.
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Lake nodded. He started scavenging off the Fallen bodies.
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True to her word, in 2 min she is done. She now has a neat row of 5 stitches along her left cheekbone. Putting her stuff away she stands. R:" I'm good." R:" Zen anytime with that helmet please." Z:" Sorry Ro, the imaging is fried your gonna need a new one."
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" Good. We're not too far from the first hideout." He started walking again.
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Once again she falls in behind Lake. She briefly considers asking what his story is before deciding that it would probably be the shortest conversation ever.
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Lake seemed to have read her mind. " You want to know about me?"
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Edited by ChancingIt13: 11/25/2015 6:35:29 PMR:" Of course I'm curious , I'd make a lousy hunter if I want , but I'm not interested in dragging it from you kicking and screaming. Your a private person I get it."
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Lake didn't say anything at first. He was trying to figure out how to word it. ".... I was born and raised in the city. Into a family of beggars. Dad was a alcoholic and mom turned to prostitution to put food on the table. I started stealing to help out. There was this Hunter, he had a really nice looking gun. I figured I could sell it for money, so long as I got my hands on it. I tried to, but he caught me. Instead of turning me in or scolding me, he took me under his care. Taught me everything about how to be a Guardian. After I became a full fledged Guardian I started doing bounties and sending the money to my parents. Everything was good for a year. Then my dad died because of his drinking habits. My mom was gunned down three months later. The rest..... Well, I continued doing bounties and fighting the good fight. Then I met the Warlock and the other one. We ran a few missions here and there. And the rest...... Is not important."
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She listen without interruptions, nodding occasionally if he said something that particularly resonated with her. Once he's finished she smiles gently R:" Thanks for taking the time.
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" That didn't come free of charge. It's your turn."
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R:" Let me get something clear, I am not being difficult I just don't know anything. But I will tell you what I do know. According to Tower records I have been a senior serving Guardian for 15 years. I ran as a liaison between the Eliskni Out at the dead zone . Three years ago I fell off the map, completely vanished. For 2 years there is nothing, even Zen is blank during that period. Then 1 year ago a couple of guardians found me living alongside some house-less Eliskni back at the dead zone . They took me to the Tower, my appearance seemed to upset some of the higher ups but no one will explain anything.
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Lake nodded. " Well you'll know more once your memory comes back."
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R:" I'll be honest the more time passes the more afraid I am to find out" Her eyes drop and she just rates toward the ground for a bit.
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" Why? Afraid you did something you didn't like?"
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R:" Afraid? Yeah I guess so? Afraid that the truth is going to reveal betrayal." Her voice is quiet and subdued. Only looking up at him when once as she spoke.
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" Betrayal......" He stopped talking. The first hideout was right in front of them. It was a cave that's entrance was hidden with shrubbery. He parted it aside to reveal the interior. The place wasn't very large, but it was secluded and well lit. There were rugs all over the floor and primitive furniture. Lake strolled pass this towards a curtain at the end of the room. Pulling it aside revealed a narrow tunnel that led somewhere. It was tall enough to stand in but only wide enough for one person to walk in. " This tunnel leads to where the Warlock kept his workshop. This tunnel always had a problem with water leaking into it, and since this place has been abandoned for quite a while, I'm sure it's flooded. It's narrow for about five minutes and then it opens up into a much larger area. No doubt where it flooded. Ready?"
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Romii looks around and is suitably impressed. R:"This is a nice place, won't ask how he kept it from the scavengers. Is it worth checking through there if it's flooded out?"
