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Post by Lupus on Jul 14, 2016 23:03:33 GMT -8
Koll knocks on the door sparactically "Doctor Malikov... The spy has me cornered!!! Let me in before he..." "You think you can get away so easily? Ill take your other leg now" "Noooooooo. Please dont... I have a wife and a kid...." "Well.. You should have stayed at that dead end job at the Gulag" Koll fires a bullet at the ground to sell the play
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Post by DekuNut on Jul 14, 2016 23:23:14 GMT -8
The door does not budge, "You will not get in like that, American pig," he says, "Now leave me to my work. I have much to do."
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Post by Lupus on Jul 14, 2016 23:34:26 GMT -8
"Give me back my friend and ill leave quietly. Say no and none of us leave alive. Ive bested 20 of your finest. Wjat more do you need to prove i can kill you with a thought?" Koll start heating the door. Then stops. Obsidian when it cracks at a high velocity is shrapnel city
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Post by DekuNut on Jul 14, 2016 23:39:30 GMT -8
"First of all," he begins, "Those were not my finest. They were simply there. They can handle most people, but you... you are not most people," he slices into his current patient and begins poking around, "Second, that door is what I expect to keep you from getting in. And third?" he places the tool back on his shelf, "If your friend was ever my captive, he is long gone now."
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Post by Lupus on Jul 14, 2016 23:44:47 GMT -8
"Peter... This is the Compound of one Radion Malikov, yes?" Koll starts working on the hinges
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Post by DekuNut on Jul 14, 2016 23:49:13 GMT -8
The doctor nods, though he knows his guest will be unable to see it, "It is indeed, comrade. And I assume you are here for Subject-237? He's the only other man to have come as far as you have into my security."
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Post by Lupus on Jul 14, 2016 23:52:40 GMT -8
"Is that decimal or octal number system? Or base 12? But yes. I am here for my friend. The Boar. Peter Fugemort." One of the hinges gives way as Koll decides to get a running start at the door
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Post by DekuNut on Jul 14, 2016 23:55:27 GMT -8
"So that's his name," he nods again, "The name makes sense for him. The Boar. Now tell me, my young friend," he picks up a syrringe, "What would your name be?" he injects it into the subject.
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Post by Lupus on Jul 15, 2016 0:02:19 GMT -8
"My name is Kollyvander Gallelyn. I am called Steel or Hagane. You would probably call me стали or Koll. I am not leaving without either him or your head wretched from your shoulders
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Post by DekuNut on Jul 15, 2016 0:05:11 GMT -8
The doctor laughs, "Well, стали," he says, "I doubt you'll be leaving here at all," he presses a button on his console and the door slowly raises. Koll sees the elderly man standing in the middle of the room, surrounded by corpses on gurneys. He wheels an empty one in front of him, "This one is yours, Comrade."
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Post by Lupus on Jul 15, 2016 0:13:11 GMT -8
"Let me make a phonecall" Koll dials a number 1-865-690-7272 Brrrrrr BOOM The C4 starts going off in sequence as Koll grapples his hand to Malikov's necks and removes his windpipe "Mission Accompished. Forgive me, Raven" The roof falls on top of them all. And the Stonr of Balance shines
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Post by DekuNut on Jul 15, 2016 1:19:15 GMT -8
Days later, a group of highly-trained soldiers approached the bunker. Satisfied that no occupants were alive, they entered the rubble. They ignored the bodies of the soldiers, instead approaching the secret stairwell to the lab. They entered and saw the carnage around them. The bodies of the failed test subjects were mangled and destroyed, along with their creator. Only one specimen appeared to be useable - a recent success that the doctor had spoken of but days before. The soldiers retrieved his carcass, which had been preserved in the cold, and left the building. The soldiers not carrying the specimen saluted their commanding officer as he approaches the bunker. He enters and picks up a small, normal looking stone. Flipping it over in his hand, he puts it in his pocket, "Time to go."
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