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Post by Lady Kuri on Jul 22, 2010 21:48:55 GMT -5
"One last question." She said watching him die for what was probably the second time.
"How do you know all this?" She asked.
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Post by Lord Eshmon on Jul 22, 2010 21:58:19 GMT -5
"I've been, where it is from....I followed it to this ship.....and I've been trapped here.....since...but I've followed you....and....tried to help" His limbs shake violently.
"Hurry....deal with it in the lab....I'll continue to offer my assistance however I can...." A shaking hand reaches into the long coat pocket and hands you a digital Id card before a stream of ash erupts from the body letting it fall to the ground, slightly scorched, now devoud of any life yet again.
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Post by Lady Kuri on Jul 22, 2010 22:09:06 GMT -5
She grabbed the card, and darted from the room. She had to figure out how to deactivate the terminal. She raced through the black pillars, knowing now what to expect.
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Post by Lord Eshmon on Jul 22, 2010 22:13:22 GMT -5
There was a breif momment momment where a chilling wind blows past you towards the side of the room closest to the door leading from the room with the bodies, and the soft whisper passes barely by your ear soundly something like the word 'pigeon' or 'hidden'
"Aduitory Anomoly detected.....investigating..." The low computerized voice says.
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Post by Lady Kuri on Jul 22, 2010 23:07:31 GMT -5
She kept sprinting. "You couldn't be a little bit more specific?" She snapped before ducking behind one of the large pillars of data. She tried to determine from which direction the voice was coming, then preceded to sneak forward, away from the patrolling robot and toward the door from which she came.
Hidden, was most likely what he had said. Now she just needed to know what was hidden. Well the best way to figure that out was this new spell. She had figured it did something along those lines. It found things hidden, like the ID badge in the dead man's pocket. Hopefully this time it would come up with something even more useful.
"Farro." She breathed, as quietly as was possible. She barely even moved her lips for the sound to come out.
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Post by Lord Eshmon on Jul 23, 2010 18:45:12 GMT -5
The rolling of wheels begins to slow as it gets louder behind you. The fog travels lazily acrost the floor to the wall, and traveled along the thin cracks in the endges of a wall panel, scuffmarks along the floor close to the wall indicated that something had been moved quite often along here.
"Search results...negative.....resuming patrol." The voice mechanical echos behind you.
A small amount of light suddenly flickers through the gracks and then goes dead, and you hear what sounds like voices on the other side.
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Post by Lady Kuri on Jul 23, 2010 20:18:11 GMT -5
She slunk over to the wall, pressed her ear against it and then pushed her fingers against the thin cracks around the edges of the wall.
She glanced back a few times, to check that the robot was really headed away from her.
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Post by Lord Eshmon on Jul 23, 2010 20:30:19 GMT -5
The shadow of the mechanical being traces acrost the floor to the towers slowly acrost the other side of the room before moving from your line of sight. The voices from the other side get slightly louder.
"The room is clear sir..."A younger higher toned voice say.
"Search sqauds two, and three respond.....any sign it yet?"A older gruffer voice says.
You hear the static of a radio but can't make out what the voices on the other side are saying.
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Post by Lady Kuri on Jul 23, 2010 20:44:08 GMT -5
She was afraid to make too much noise, she glanced at the robot off in the corner. It was perhaps better to wait to get their attention until she determined if they were friend or foe. She listened harder, the voices sounded familiar but human voices could be misleading in that way. She positioned herself so that she wouldn't be in the robots sight.
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Post by Lord Eshmon on Jul 23, 2010 21:05:55 GMT -5
The gruffer voice returns.
"Pack it up, we're moving to the testing centers." The sound of movment follows shortly after the words, the sounds of heavy footfalls on metal and ceramic flooring. Soon all sounds from the room fade, and the light from the crack in the panel fade.
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Post by Lady Kuri on Jul 23, 2010 21:12:30 GMT -5
She pulled the knife from its sheath, and wedged it in the crack. Trying to get more leverage she shifted her weight so that the hook on the end of the knife would catch and pull the panel out far enough for it to come completely loose.
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Post by Lord Eshmon on Jul 23, 2010 21:19:14 GMT -5
The panel slide from the wall revealing a small hollowed out compartment where a section of ventalation had been removed. It was obvious that somone had spend a great amount of time in here judging from the candy, and food ration wrappers on the floor. A grate blocked passage into the next room but it wasn't heavy duty enough to stand up to a boot, not to mention you notice the bolds that where suposed to be holding it to the wall had been cut down on one side giving it the illusion of being secured from the other side.
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Post by Lady Kuri on Jul 26, 2010 9:46:44 GMT -5
She slid the panel back into place. She grinned, glad that it had been easier to enter than she thought at first.
Stella felt that the floor was sticky as she attempted to look out the grate. The candy wrappers that littered the floor stuck themselves to her hand, making her furiously shake them off. Who has been up here? She wondered to herself.
Getting onto her back, she swung her boot into the grate knocking it out of the way so she could jump out of the ventilation duct.
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Post by Lord Eshmon on Jul 26, 2010 15:12:41 GMT -5
The grate lead out under a desk and into a ransacked room, desks and file cabnets tipped over the insides spead acrost the floor. A small lump sat under some papers near the desk hiding the vent. The door acrost the room was tightly closed, no other signs of life seemed to be within the room.
As the grate falls away a small doll falls from its hiding place somewhere above you, it was simple, made of rough cloth, and thick yarn for hair, the dolls possessed a aura of innocence to it as its small black bead eyes stared back at you from the floor.
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Post by Lady Kuri on Jul 26, 2010 17:02:47 GMT -5
She glanced at the door then looked down at he doll and scooped it up in her hands. She used to have a doll like the one in her hands, it brought back memories. She picked it up by its yarn hair and set it back where she thought it might have fell from.
She climbed up onto her knees, then her feet and looked around the room.
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