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Posted: Mon Apr 06, 2009 5:42 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 06, 2009 5:49 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 06, 2009 6:05 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 06, 2009 7:29 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 06, 2009 7:41 pm
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Nerius mused silently as he watched the spectacle in the room across the alley.
"An odd assortment of targets," he said calmly, rising to his feet with a gentle, liquid motion, straightening his legs, back, and neck in a wave. "But targets nonetheless. HQ, it's Nerius." He called with an unseen transponder behind the lapel of his coat.
"Go ahead, Nerius," the monotone male voice responded instantly.
"The large one presents the only major hindrance, that I see," Nerius reported. "Though they all seem very capable... From what I've seen, the mercenary seems to have an endless supply of weaponry. All assortments, sir. Definitely an issue to be considered. The machine seems to be working with a bit of metal... or rather... absorbing it. Did you get that schematic I requested?"
"I'll transfer the known data into your memory core, but it's not much. That thing is... an enigma. As is the monster," the voice was annoyed, impatient.
"I understand, sir."
"Is she in there?" The voice was more urgent.
"Oh, yes. Ashoc is there. She's... she's smiling. That can't mean anything good," he responded. That feeling... was that... no... He didn't feel. Just another job. Another assignment.
"You know what you have to do then?" Again, monotone and disinterested.
"I understand, sir. I'll report back when I have the girl. Nerius out."
He pressed gently at the spot on his lapel and turned to the door. Then, he closed his eyes, took in a breath, and evaporated. His skin, organs, bones, and muscles all broke down simultaneously into a nearly invisible gaseous state that filled the room. In several seconds, all that could be said of his existence in that place was a slight musty odor.
Silently, Nerius' consciousness led the gas through the cracks in the door frame and out of the building.
He would wait for them outside.
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Posted: Mon Apr 06, 2009 8:18 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 06, 2009 8:52 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 07, 2009 5:36 am
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Posted: Tue Apr 07, 2009 12:08 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 07, 2009 3:40 pm
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