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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2006 3:01 am
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2006 6:03 am
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2006 6:21 am
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2006 12:05 pm
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Saerenna sighed, and said sarcastically, "Well, you're a big help. You at least have visual memory, right, so we'll just have to go through this the slow way." She picked a file on the computer, and typed a password. "This is a summary of the JENOVA project, from beginning to...well, now." She explained. "Download it or whatever however you can." She said, moving aside from the computer, sitting on a chair, and resting her chin in her hands. Well...at least she knew she had a lot of firepower available to her, judging by the gun it had pulled out earlier. "So...what exactly can you do anyway?" she asked him... it...Slayer 1, whatever.
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2006 12:43 pm
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It scanned the screen, scrolling down far quicker than a human could have read and memorized the information. "The Key Might Be In The Lab I Was Built In. I Am A Self Mobilizing Combat Suit. I Contain 34 Materia Slots, Plus Built In Weaponry, In Addition To My Two Main Weapons, The Mako Cannon You Saw Earlier, Similar In Function To The Junon Cannon, But On A Much Smaller Scale." It reached behind it's back and retrieved it's second weapon, crossed undernead the cannon. It was a sword, as long as a SOLDIER's Buster Sword, but a little thinner. "This Is A Plasma Blade, Capable Of Incinerating Matter On A Molecular Level." It said before returning the weapon to it's fastened position on it's back. "I Am Also Designed To Reconfigure To Allow A Medium Sized Person To 'Wear' Me As A Suit Of Mechanized Armor." As it finished it regarded her, watching her reactions to it's relation of it's abilities.
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2006 2:53 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 28, 2006 4:46 am
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Posted: Tue Feb 28, 2006 5:58 am
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Saerenna thought about that for a moment, and then nodded. It would be helpful to not only find the key, but possibly learn more about Slayer 1 and it's origins. Also, the lure of a lab that she hadn't seen yet (the famed Professor Gast's nonetheless) was still quite tempting, even if she wasn't a scientist anymore. "Alright, we'll check it out. Are you finished here?" She asked, then decided she should call the President for confirmation. Picking up her phone, and pushing the most easilly accessable number, (which just so happened to be the President's. Not that it was coincidental, though) she explained, "Sir? Slayer 1 here says he left some sort of key in Professor Gast's old lab near Kalm that will undoubtedly be useful. Permission to go there and search for it?"
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Posted: Thu Mar 02, 2006 12:20 pm
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Posted: Thu Mar 02, 2006 2:53 pm
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Posted: Thu Mar 02, 2006 7:01 pm
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Ermak Lorde Kadaj's eyes widened slightly at the summon, and threw his hands before his face surrounding himself with JENOVA's power. The fire surged over him leaving him gasping. He was not incapacitated in the least however. And watched with a smirk as DMM and Zaber fled. "Things are going well Loz." His gaze then shifted to Sabel, "Nee-chan,... things did not go as planned eh? Perhaps you should have listened, but I knew you would not. Your failure was anticipated." He walked over and laid a hand on her head, "And you can redeem yourself in Mother's eyes." He assured, his eyes glowing strangely. Sabel took her reprimand with a quiet nod. "Of course," Raising her face to meet Kadaj's glittering mako gaze with her own. "I shall do whatever Mother and Her Chosen One command." The further emphasis added to the word would likely have been overlooked by most, but would send the other a decent barb.
OOC: Sabel knows that Kadaj isn't all secure about his relationship to 'Mother'. Sabel is influenced slightly more than the others, and was present, for a short time, during the first reunion to feel Sephiroth's will. If Hojo hadn't sealed her in a stasis, she likely would have been one of the first in line to jump off the cliff or be smote by Sephiroth.
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Posted: Fri Mar 03, 2006 12:52 am
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Posted: Fri Mar 03, 2006 6:51 am
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Saerenna blinked as she watched Slayer 1's transformation, and just continued to stare for a moment. So it was wearable. Still, she was nervous about taking it up on it's silent offer, after all, this robot just came from out of nowhere and took the opportunity to demand what it wanted.... Well, there was no getting farther in understanding this robot if she didn't make an attemt, so she hesitantly stepped forward, and after examining it a bit more, stepped inside of it and asked, "Like this?" She touched what seemed to be some sort of restraining device, and started looking for what to attach it to. Still, the feeling of being inside a body at least capable of automated thought was rather unnerving.
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Posted: Sat Mar 04, 2006 1:08 am
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Posted: Sun Mar 05, 2006 4:52 pm
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savanacat In a bar, with no distinguishing features save that it appeared a bit run down, a young lady slumped onto a bar stool and quietly ordered a drink. Her dark brown hair with red highlights looked rather tangled as it fell down around her face. Likewise, all of her outfit looked very worn out. She sat back on the stool and drank down the beer in one quick gulp. She then scanned the room nonchalantly, apparently quite at ease in a bar such as this one. Only one of the customers caught her eye, and it was a face of someone very familiar. At this point, a bit of Dahry's poise fell away and she seemed just slightly nervous. She looked away and drank down her second beer in slower sips, gazing raptly at the glass in her hand and she continued to do this for several cups of beer. At the point where it appeared the other-she didn't know who, just that it was a familiar face-seemed to be obivious to her, she again relaxed and proceeded to drink with her usual ferver. The young man seemed to glance right past Dahry, allowing her a moment or two of relief. However the next time she looked up, the man was sliding onto the stool beside her. He took a long slow sip from his own glass before turning to her with a mocking grin. Leaning in close to her he whispered softly into her ear. "That is simply THE worst disguise I have EVER seen."
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