Kizu Sensou & Hex
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Post by Kizu Sensou & Hex on Jul 19, 2008 21:18:40 GMT -5
"I'm sorry it's not like you could tell me even if you could remember anything anyway. I was just thinking if I could kind of hot wire your brain to send transmissions to a machine you might be able to communicate again since your Larynx nerves are completely useless. But that would be your choice. Would you want to communicate again is the question? I will get blood from your arm since you are sitting up."
She injects a normal syringe into the joint of his arm and feels so sorry for him. He doesn't remember a thing. She pulls the syringe out and puts the blood in a vial and labels it when a man comes in with two brand new tonfa swords. The swords have double edged, double pointed blades. The black, wire-wrapped handles are pinned to the blades, with gold accents in the pommels and at the attachment points. Kizu smiles widely and claps. She goes up to the man and dismisses him grabbing the swords in her hands. She moves close to the table but leaves room for Markus to get up.
"Markus your new toys are here. You can get off the table. I have enough samples. We can move on to the other tests now."
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Post by Markus Dunstan on Jul 19, 2008 21:57:20 GMT -5
Markus takes the new blades and sends them through a few experimental spins. He whirls them one over the other, then side by side, moving so fast that the blades themselves just become a blur of shining steel.
After finishing a few more practice motions he sheathes them at his side and seems to stand at attention, his hands folded behind his back as he watches Kizu.
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Kizu Sensou & Hex
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Genetech Genetic Engineer
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Post by Kizu Sensou & Hex on Jul 19, 2008 22:20:52 GMT -5
She always becomes mesmerized at this part. Its like when Hex uses his Gunsen. She likes the violent beauty of it. She gathers up the bag with the contents for the next phase of testing and Hex moves in to grab it for her but she pushes him aside shaking her head no. He nods and stands at attention a foot behind her as she motions towards the door.
"Our next test starts now. The reflex tests will be held at the facilitators compund room, level 6-room 147. I will be leaving ahead of you and will be taking a back way to get there. Part of this exercise is for you to get to this location without being captured or severly harmed. No one will come into this room so you will not have to worry about a suprise attack. However foot traffic on this floor is normal. This is an EXERCISE so try not to kill anyone if you can help it. Good luck and see you there. Wait at least 10 minutes before leaving the room. Bye."
She opens the door casually and walks out with Hex following her closely. He writes on a piece of paper and hands it to her. ~He will kill them.~
"That may be true. But the only guards that will attack him are our robotic ones set up between here and our destination. Any flesh and blood are to stay clear of these areas if possible."
Hex nodded and continued to escort her to the training area.
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Post by Markus Dunstan on Jul 21, 2008 21:55:54 GMT -5
Markus unsheathed his Tonfa swords and began to creep along the halls. He head foot steps approaching the area so he ducked into a nearby room. He peered out and saw the reflection of two armed guards walking down the hall in a window ahead of them.
He waited. Each step brought them closer until just the right moment...
Markus darted out and stuck his blade in the first guard, whirling so his victim stood between him and the second one. Sure enough he heard a manala weapon firing, which slammed into the guard he had pinned in place with his blade. Using him as a makeshift shield he moved closer then spun him out of the way, slashing his other tonfa through the neck of the second guard, severing the head. He let both bodies hit the ground as he heard more making their way to his location.
He started in at a run, and rounded a corner to see three more guards. He sprinted, then dropped onto his back, sliding across the floor with both blades stretched out to his side likes wings. He went under one guard, slashing both legs off at the ankle and then went into a roll and brought himself to his feet. He stabbed the short end of his tonfa into one guard who charged him with a baton, but stumbled as a manala shot hit him in the calf.
He opened a slash across the torso of the guard he'd stabbed, then charged the other with both blades whirling at blinding speed. He made two neat cuts across his torso, then a stab to the throat.
After seeing two of the three guards dead, and the other immobilized, Markus made his way out of the wall, and used his tonfa swords to pry open an elevator shaft. It appeared he was below even the first level, in the basement, so he had quite a climb ahead of him.
Sheathing both blades, he hopped in and began scaling the cable, and then leaped to the wall. Spider-like, he scurried to the sixth level, careful to dodge a moving elevator, and once more pried the door open with his blades. He strode to the room Kizu had indicated and walked before her, hands folded behind his back at attention.
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Kizu Sensou & Hex
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Genetech Genetic Engineer
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Post by Kizu Sensou & Hex on Jul 22, 2008 0:30:10 GMT -5
Kizu had not reached the facilitators compound yet. They were closing in on it and Hex was guard point making sure to keep her safe. She was watching on the security camera on her wrist com exactly what was transpiring and was very amazed at Markus' progress. The signatures of the androids faded as their blood spilled forth and the wounded one shut down to conserve himself. She wondered if Markus knew they were not really human.
"Impressive Markus. Now where did you go?"
She and Hex rounded off to the back of the administative department of the fouth floor, going up the stairs to a secret passage hidden behind the ventilation systems. She typed in a code and followed the corridor to an escalator type platform. They rode it to level 6. Kizu typed in her code at the compounds door which when it opened was spacous and was well suited for their next round of tests. Someone could hold a sport inside and have enough room for it.
She posted 4 more guards at the entrance of the compound and also changed the password to the door.
"Come and get me Markus..." She smiled.
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Post by Markus Dunstan on Jul 23, 2008 17:58:30 GMT -5
Markus approached the compound and noted the four silvery haired guards. He knew this wouldn't be quite so easy as he cracked his kneck and began to spin his blades, preparing for a hard fight.
Each guard seemed to carry a staff, weapons obviously ment to beat down and immobilize him, should this fight be to much for him.
The first guard came at him, swinging the staff towards his head. He ducked under it and slashed his assailant across the side, spinning away. One guard struck him in the legs below the ankles, causing him to stumble. Instead of fumbling for his balance, he simply allowed the momentum to carry his legs back and his torso forward. He let go of one blade and balanced before throwing himself forward, completing a full flip. He stabbed his blade into the torso of one guard, then pulled it upwards, dispatching him.
He picked up his second blade and crossed them in an X shape, blocking another staff aimed at his head. He kicked the guard and turned suddenly, slashing a blade through the neck of the guard he'd wounded earlier. He turned to the two remaining guards as the head slid off.
His two remaining opponents charged him simultaneously, side by side. Markus leaped into the air over them, twisting in the air and landing behind them. He stabbed both blades through their chests, then pulled them free and watched them drop to the ground. He walked over to the door and peered at it curiously.
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Kizu Sensou & Hex
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Genetech Genetic Engineer
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Post by Kizu Sensou & Hex on Jul 24, 2008 12:07:57 GMT -5
Kizu had been watching on the screen of the monitor inside of the compound. She looked over at Hex and he nodded walking towards the door.
"When he comes in be ready. It begins as soon as he opens the door. Be careful. He has more years on you. He should know not to kill you. If he starts to get out of hand I will transform and make him stop."
Her eyes already glowing a vibrant yellow and her hair beginning to lengthen. Droplets of acid hang from her tongue.
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Post by John Duddy on Jul 25, 2008 11:52:48 GMT -5
Duddy burst through the door and saw Kizu and Hex standing there. He screamed, "Damn it not again, wheres the freaking bathroom?" Holding his crotchle region he slammed the door and ran trying not to mess his pants.
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Post by Markus Dunstan on Jul 25, 2008 17:42:21 GMT -5
Markus stood and watched as the door began to lift up, revealing Kizu's silent body guard. He tilted his head to regard him, both tonfa blades in his hands, and bloody.
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Kizu Sensou & Hex
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Genetech Genetic Engineer
All memories are just traces of tears.
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Post by Kizu Sensou & Hex on Jul 25, 2008 18:09:33 GMT -5
Hex stood before the door about five feet back from the entrance. His hand slid down pulling an oversized folding fan called a gunsen out of the folds of his uniform. In a quick flick of his wrist it flew open revealing a glittering mettalic fan the edges of which were razor sharp.
Hex put his weight on his right leg gently sliding his left around slightly to the side of him him in a circular motion. He pulled the fan back with his right hand and extended his left hand forward.
He felt no fear. He was protecting Kizu. No fear. He dashed forward towards Markus slashing at his torso not trying to connect. This was just to test him not to hurt him. If Markus believed that or not was a different story. Hex would have to be on his best defensive.
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Post by Markus Dunstan on Jul 25, 2008 18:25:28 GMT -5
Markus spun away from the slashing, his blades whirling curiously. He slashed twice at Hex and then back off, circling around him in an almost predatory way. He kept his blades ready, prepared to move defensively.
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