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Post by lordtovel on Sept 19, 2011 21:02:05 GMT -5
"That is interesting. Should I go and assist them? Or do you have need of my talents here?" EX-37 was relieved that someone was watching C'celus, though less so when he found that someone was with him but wasn't any longer.
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Post by Faolannus on Sept 20, 2011 21:58:28 GMT -5
"No, let Eastern Wind prove himself." Cayden said waving him off. "He has been in the Sraith for a couple years now, he should have this chance." He stopped at a supply locker and opened it. "Hey we need to look into the upkeep of some of these uniforms."
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Post by lordtovel on Sept 21, 2011 15:28:22 GMT -5
EX-37 looked through the uniforms and noticed some tuxedos. "you know... I heard there was a really nice ball and dinner in Excelsior City where some unsavory types will be meeting up." EX-37 pulled out a tuxedo that looked about his size. "You thinking what I'm thinking?"
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Post by Faolannus on Sept 22, 2011 14:21:38 GMT -5
"If I can find the one tuxedo in the satellite that fits me I'm all game for it." He said with a grin. Fighting was fun but sometimes it was best just to go and collect intell the old fashion way. "I'll have to go to my chambers to change and find my glasses. Same old facade, the Scottish Professor and..." He trailed off waiting for suit to say his persona.
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Post by lordtovel on Sept 22, 2011 15:11:27 GMT -5
"And his favorite nephew." Suit enjoyed his work. and yet he also knew something else; there was likely to be a few people around from the Ouroboros Foundation there. He wanted answers, like why they hadn't sent anyone in so long...
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Post by Faolannus on Sept 22, 2011 21:34:45 GMT -5
"Sounds good." He said walking off towards his room.
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Post by lordtovel on Sept 23, 2011 12:33:54 GMT -5
The layout was set up so that the ballroom dance floor was surrounded by tables and a second floor was overlooking the dance floor. The life of the party seemed to be missing. There were a few people dancing in the ball area, but most of the action was actually happening at the dinner tables. Business plans being arranged, deals being struck, careers and futures being put on the line... "And some damn good cuisine, Uncle." EX-37 laughed. He was enjoying himself, though they had to pick a corner where they wouldn't be looked at so much; EX-37 had unnatural eyes after all. He had this strange feeling throbbing in his skull since they had gotten there, but he didn't let it bother him. He scanned the crowd carefully, pretending that he was reacting to his 'uncle' Cayden's grand gesture and jolly story. The wind was knocked from him when he accidentally met gaze with a woman on the other side of the ballroom floor. He gripped the table he was sitting at. It started to creak...
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Post by Faolannus on Oct 7, 2011 13:41:01 GMT -5
Cayden walked into the simulator room. "Run simulation xfomor-3, It's time to get back into the swing of ancient things." He cracked his knuckles as a giant hideous beast appeared. It appeared to be a giant human but it only had one arm and one of its eyes were closed with an ivory ring weight the eyelid down. "Balor...fomorian...It's been a while, but if lugh can beat you then so can I." He lifted a blind fold to his eyes and waited.
A battle of great proportions ensued for nearly an entire day. The Satellite itself creaked with worry as the two ancient gods made a wake of destruction inside the training area. Inside Balor had the upper hand with one available eye to fight with he was able to fend off most of Cayden's attacks. With one strong sweeping of his arm Balor launched Cayden back and the blindfold fell off.
As his eyes began adjusting to the light he saw Balor reaching for the ivory ring. Leaping high towards the giant he thrusts his fist through the slowly opening evil eye. A rather loud and disgusting pop sounded through the training area. As he took his arm out of the eye socket, fist covered in goop, he grinned. "That takes care of that problem." He spun around and backhanded the monster slamming him into the ground knocked out cold. "End program." The monster and everything else digitized away and Cayden stood there clean with a few bruises.
As he walked out of the training area, White Fire met him. "Sir, are you okay. You were in there all day. The ship went through five emergency alarms, and a part of the hull was compromised."
Cayden smiled and placed a comforting hand on his shoulder. "Don't worry it's all over. I was just getting back to the strength I was at centuries ago."
"What...But...how much more powerful can you be. By far you are one of the strongest on the ship."
"There are somethings you have yet to see. Like when a god actually flexes his muscles or when a Tuathai de Dannan uses their battle form."
As he walked away, a mixed look of curiosity and foreboding fear fell over White Fire.
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