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3/12/2016 10:57:30 PM
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[b]the rave music continues, but any noise regarding people has stopped.[/b]
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*a barely visible figure in a black cloak walks into the room, scanning it for signs of life
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[b]there is only one, standing in the middle of the room, although there are many heat signatures all around the room, surrounding him. The room is filled with lasers as multiple police drones fire at him from all directions, being sure to not hurt their companions[/b]
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Edited by SilverPulse620: 3/12/2016 11:06:56 PM*he dodges the shots, blasting them to atoms with his shademorph Lightning. He then turns to the humanoid "That was supposed to kill me? Who do you think I am?"-Phoenix
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"A traitor..."
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*he seems to raise his eyebrow underneath his hood and visor "You think I would..? I may have taken the Shadowed One's offer of a job, but I have no intention of killing Silver. You are gravely mistaken."-Phoenix *he draws his darksaber, and activates it "On the other hand, I barely know you."-Phoenix
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[b]he draws his Kukri, reinforced with mandalorian iron.[/b] "Then don't try to pull anything, and shit won't go down."
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"Mandalorian metal? I fought Mandalorians before. None of them lasted long against me."-Phoenix *he blasts Wheatley with his shademorph Lightning
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[b]he jumps into a vent before it could have hit him[/b] "Then you haven't fought many who knew what they were doing." [b]wheatley drops from on top of him, smashing the AI in his helmet[/b]
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*he follows the energy signature, his darksaber ready
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Edited by Cosmic: 3/13/2016 12:15:41 AM[b]pheonix apparently wasn't able to detect him falling from the air and smashing the back of his helmet, giving him time to sever his hand holding his sword[/b] [spoiler]thanks for idling m80 ^-^[/spoiler]
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*he creates a pulse of shademorph energy, blasting Wheatley back. He grins "You know, there is something I know that you don't."-Phoenix
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"That may be so, but I refuse to let you harm silver, my predecessors died protecting those they cared for, I intend to do the same." [b]he falls off of him, Doing a quick flip backward, into a. Combat stance[/b]
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"Oh, you will like this secret. I am not left handed."-Phoenix *he grabs his darksaber, puts it away, and pulls out his void edge
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"Hehe. I am. Good luck finding a prosthetic surgeon in the deep reaches of space. He flips a table for cover and chucks a grenade behind you, shooting at you with the AK-47 he modified especially to fight him"
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*he dodges the grenade and the bullets break on contact with his armor. Wheatley sees Phoenix's hand start to regenerate, along with his armor "An AK? Pathetic. That weapon is archaic."-Phoenix
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"Oh is it?" [b]he clicks a small button the side and loads another magazine with a dark red marking/b] "You'll find any force ability to be ineffective."
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"Not a force user. You misunderstand my powers."-Phoenix *he disappears in front of Wheatley, who feels his arm sustain a long and deep cut
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[b]he deals with it, being subject to far worse. He swings himself around and scans for any possible best signatures with the augments implanted in his mask.[/b]
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*he finds very little around him, a strange energy emitting from the cut in his arm, slowly seeping deeper into his blood
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[b]he applied pressure to the wound and searches for pheonix, performing another scan[/b]
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*he picks up almost nothing, a small signature heading very quickly towards...the bridge
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[b]he rushes out of the room, attempting to get to the bridge before he does[/b]
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[spoiler]The next post will be in a little bit. It will be the battle just outside the bridge.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]ill make it[/spoiler]
