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5/31/2016 4:00:45 AM
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Monica nods. She goes into the room Ryker is in, he sits on the edge of a bed, staring at the ground. Monica sits next to him.
"She didn't mean any of that you know."
"Did she? Did she really? I don't know, I'm starting to loose understanding of what's a joke and what's serious."
He stands.
"Uncle Ry come on..."
He sighs.
"I just... All I want is a little respect. All I want is just to be recognized. It may sound egotistical but... I just feel like I'm not equal. I feel like I'm leaser emotionally and in other people's eyes."
She looks at him.
"Ellie is always more collected... More calm... Organized. And every time I look at her... In her eyes all I see is contempt, in her words malice. I feel hated... By my own wife."
He laughs dryly.
Monica hugs him.
"I love you Uncle Ry, even if Aunt Ellie doesn't, but she does. She's just stressed... And she's working, so just remember that. She loves you more than you know."
Ryker sighs.
"Thank you Monica... I assume she sent you to come and get me..."
Ryker stands, and begins walking back to the office, eventually arriving, sitting down.
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"Alright. That's done. You never told me where you were studying, you know."
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"I am... Computer Science and Defense... And weapons training and martial arts... I'm really busy." She says.
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"I see. Interesting. By what you told me of him, your father insisted that he make you learn to defend yourself, didn't he?"
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"Yeah... My family is like that." She says with a smile.
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"Well, it's better than a family that doesn't care, right?" He smiles at her, hugging her tightly. "I love you, baby."
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"I love you to honey." She says with a smile, hugging him back.
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His tattoos glow faintly, dimly, calmly.
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She rests her head against them.
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He kisses her head, smiling. "Wanna fuсk?"
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[b][i]Next Morning...[/i][/b] Ryker awakes in his bed. Slowly getting up and getting dressed he remembers this was the day of the op.
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Most of the battalion had already moved out and positioned themselves onto the trap. Only Eleanor was still at the base, with a Leman Russ Eliminator and a few troops.
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He went and found her. "Good morning honey..." He says groggily. "Is there coffee here?"
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[i]"There you are. There's still some tea left from this morning. You can take that on the road. Make it quick, we're leaving in twenty."[/i]
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He nods, getting some. Being married to a British woman had made him appreciate tea, so he had grown on it. He walked back out with it. "Did you sleep well?"
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[i]"Sleep? I haven't slept in three bloody weeks. Although after this ordeal, I'm goving myself a proper nap."[/i]
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He laughs. "You deserve it honey." He kisses her on the cheek. "I love you."
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He kisses her helmet, which made for a funny scene. He heard her chuckle, which was an extremely rare thing when she was into her work mindset. [i]"I love you too, you silly bird."[/i] The Leman Russ tank rolls out from a ferrocrete hangar, and stops in front of them. She climbs on top of it.
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He watches it go, he would depart very shortly after. Quickly finishing his tea and checking his systems he follows them, not far behind.
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She helps him up onto the tank, where more soldiers were seated as well.
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"So this is it." He says. "I've got a plan.. To kill him for good."
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Edited by Shadlezz: 6/2/2016 4:17:04 AM[i]"[b]We've[/b] got a plan. I've already told you this. Follow the plan, and no stupid heroics. Got it?"[/i]
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"Eleanor... He's impervious to all harm without that ring. It died with Phoenix on Harbingers ship. Your soldiers won't be able to do anything, if only make him more agitated." He says. "And no, no heroics I know. I'm just going to seal him and his powers inside his own little pocket dimension."
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"How exactly do you plan on doing this? And trust me, the weapons will hurt. Very much so."
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Edited by cyberattaq: 6/2/2016 4:24:34 AM"Simple. Transdimensional nuclear warhead made custom by me. I just contain the blast with my powers and then boom, he's gone." Ryker smiles. "It sounds dangerous but trust me I've practiced it a ton."
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[i]"And what's the science behind that? Blowing up a nuke in his face will kill him?"[/i] She rolls her eyes underneath her helmet. [i]"Christ almighty... it's not that I don't trust you with a nuke, it's that I don't trust you with a nuke. If you fuсk up, EVERYONE in the room dies. [b][u]EV. ER. Y. ONE."[/u][/b][/i]
