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Post by marauder on Apr 8, 2009 20:43:59 GMT -5
Before Hawk can even take five steps, she might begin to feel a bit dizzy. This is followed by tunnel-vision, and then a weird numb feeling in her whole body. This entire process would then normally be followed by Hawk falling unconcious.
Cutlass catches her before she can hit the ground.
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Post by Miss Twix on Apr 8, 2009 20:46:30 GMT -5
<yeah so hawk's out pretty much but cutlass better be careful 'cause her body's working on waking her up and it'll burn though da knock out thing to get hawk back to normal>
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Post by marauder on Apr 8, 2009 20:51:51 GMT -5
Cutlass mutters under his breath. "Subject has developed great immunity to serum 1-3362. Serum did not work as quickly as anticipated." Cutlass picks Hawk up, and immediately climbs one of the two buildings, and heads for the western end of the city.
By the time Hawk wakes up, they should be in an abandoned, but not empty, warehouse, and Hawk should be tied to a chair. She'll see Cutlass standing right in front of her in his gas-mask-helmet-thing. "Subject has woken up. Subject will now be injected with Serum 1-4253. Subject will comply, or desperate measures may be enacted. Does Subject comprehend these instructions?"
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Post by Miss Twix on Apr 8, 2009 20:54:21 GMT -5
o.o <hawk's a little groggy when she wakes up but that lasts like 5 seconds really> what?? no!! don't injected me with anythin'!! where da hell am i?? who da hell are you!? <she's royality and she's getting royally pissed>
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Post by marauder on Apr 8, 2009 20:56:42 GMT -5
"Subject WILL comply, or desperate measures WILL be enacted. Subject is in no position to complain. Subject is alive." Cutlass seems fairly insistent that Hawk shut up and do as she is told. He then removes his helmet, revealing his relatively innocent-looking 14-year-old face.
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Post by Miss Twix on Apr 8, 2009 20:59:15 GMT -5
you're a...<ok she figures she doesn't wanna say kid 'cause he might freak out at that> look...er...uhm...whatever your name is...what do you want?? maybe i can help without gettin' injected with anythin' ok??
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Post by marauder on Apr 8, 2009 21:02:12 GMT -5
"Negative. Injection is surest way to confirm compliance. Designation is Cutlass Four. Classified. Cutlass Four is unsure of your DNA structure." Cutlass turns and presses his fingertips to Hawk's neck again. He injects her with a bigger dose than normal, to ensure that the effects remain active for as long as normal for a human being with an average dose.
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Post by Miss Twix on Apr 8, 2009 21:03:46 GMT -5
your name's cutlass for?? <ahh no more time for questions 'cause she's got hit with more stuff now BOO> ugh...you tryin' to knock me out again??
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Post by marauder on Apr 8, 2009 21:06:59 GMT -5
"Negative." After a few moments Hawk may feel a bit numb again, especially around the neck, but after another moment, she might begin to feel something akin to the feeling one feels when they are infatuated with someone.
Cutlass uses this one for interrogations. "Subject will inform Cutlass Four of all of Subject's affiliations, location of place of residence, purposes for deployment, and unit strength, as well as species, and unique biological capabilities."
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Post by Miss Twix on Apr 8, 2009 21:10:22 GMT -5
er...<hawk kinda looked at him 'cause she didn't know a lot of what he was asking> uhm...i'm stayin' at a hotel right now...er since we're travelin' and stuff...i'm an aldrian and i can heal?? i dunno what else you're talkin' about?? <he should probably use the word friends>
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Post by marauder on Apr 8, 2009 21:13:37 GMT -5
"Aldrian..." He picks up a nearby PDA on a table, and pushes some buttons. "Aldrian. Nowhere in database. Likely genetic derivation....Your unit...Squad? Comrades? Address of 'hotel?'" He begins to struggle with 'civvie talk.' "Why...you...leave...hotel?"
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Post by Miss Twix on Apr 8, 2009 21:15:43 GMT -5
uh...i dont have a squad...oh you mean my friends?? well there's just isaac, nick, eris, kat, rose and afr uhm...they might know da hotel address i dunno it....o.O uh...i left to go shoppin'...get some new skirts and stuff ^^
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Post by marauder on Apr 8, 2009 21:17:32 GMT -5
Cutlass tilts his head to one side. "'Friends?' 'Shopping?'...'Friends'...are...Aldrians?"
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Post by Miss Twix on Apr 8, 2009 21:19:49 GMT -5
o.O uhm...yeah my friends...da people i hang with...er...shoppin'...goin' to get new things...<this guy was werid> oh...no my friends aren't aldrians...
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Post by marauder on Apr 8, 2009 21:21:01 GMT -5
"'Hang?' Execution of selves is contradictory to mission completion." He looks thoroughly confused now.
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Post by Miss Twix on Apr 8, 2009 21:22:53 GMT -5
er...no...not hang like kill...uhm...da people i live with and uhm...work with?? i guess oh god you're worse than isaac
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Post by marauder on Apr 8, 2009 21:24:29 GMT -5
"Isaac is...mate?" Cutlass looks MORE confused now. What was Isaac, and why was the Subject mentioning it?
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Post by Miss Twix on Apr 8, 2009 21:26:02 GMT -5
no...no....uhm...isaac used to be my bodyguard...he's...like you i guess...<errr awkward> nick's my mate?? <why the hell was she telling him all this>
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Post by marauder on Apr 8, 2009 21:28:40 GMT -5
Cutlass immediately picks up his little voice recorder. "Note: Aldrians may mate for the duration of natural life span, possess innate healing abilities. Typical female is relatively easy to subdue. If species has survived this long, then Aldrian males are obviously dangerous." He sets the recorder down again. "Subject will provide details on 'friends' and their locations."
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Post by Miss Twix on Apr 8, 2009 21:31:29 GMT -5
o.o er...well dat's not true 'bout aldrians but...whatever?? <uh oh her body's getting used to those injections> uhm...my friends are all at da hotel with me...and well there's not really alotta things to say 'bout 'em
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