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<Snipped quote by Mass City>
You mean there's not actually any bacon?
You tease.
@RaijinslayerIan
"Better men, women, and even children have tried and failed, I promise you. I'm universally despised in seven countries, and have a fan club in 5 of them as well. Okay that's a lie, it's only a small one, but they always send me fan mail, which would be great except for the fact that nobody should no my home address. I've moved every time I've gotten mail from them, and every time, the house ends up getting bombed or raided. Yo don't make many friends in the mercenary business, especially with my personality and refusal to kill the people I fight." Ian stretched out with a small grunt before he turned around and began walking in one direction, halting, then turning around to the reverse direction and continuing to march. "As for company, I say you can never have enough. So yes, I'd love some. Let's see if we can find some more, hmm. Maybe we can find someone who has an idea of where we are, though I kinda doubt that. We'll see, I guess."
Eli picked the girl up sat her on his shoulders. She might be a bit old for it and Eli more than likely enjoyed it more. Still there an undeniable feeling of happiness for both of them.@AcerRo
"Legion, this angle of the morning is Aiko. Aiko is the one that told me that we were in a dream and is by and large responsible for waking us from our dreams." Eli said with a smile. "Promises her I'd get her back home safe and sound. As for her misfortune, she's a memory leach, see all your memories with less than a simple touch."
Eli looked up and spoke to Aiko. "Baby Sister I'm sure you already know him but this Shitdick, First of his Name, the Mighty King of Assholes and the Maker of Sticky Pages in the Sears catalog. Though I'm not sure of his real name. He can make duplicates of himself."
Eli looked back to Nate. "So any ideas on what's going on here. Prison or transport was my first guess. Beyond that I'm stumped."
@NarcissisticPotatoThe Queen Bee
Just as it seemed that Elijah, Damien, Nate and Aiko were just about to begin organising and working out what was going on, a heavy creak came from the direction of one of the walls. The tiling of the wall suddenly began to break into smaller pieces of tile, all scattering away from the opening that was beginning to form in the wall. With the buzz of excited electric and a final shudder, the tiles formed together again and what used to be a wall was now a doorway.
It would have been a perfect opportunity to escape if it wasn't for the fact that a dark figure took up the doorway. The light of the room illuminated a breathtakingly beautiful face graced by a body that most supermodels would die for. Sucking the life essence from people had its upsides, after all. Moving forward, she stopped and crossed her arms, raising an eyebrow in disbelief. Long black hair flowed half way down her back and overall, she looked... perfect. Too perfect, in fact. Painfully perfect.
"I would have expected a little better defenders for the Seed but I suppose I can't complain." Her words were delicately overbearing. Like she was smothering them with every quick twist of her lips. Stepping forward, the light illuminated the veins of silvery flowing metal that lined her clothing as she defined the etchings of a seductive smile upon her lips. "Normally I would stay around to play with men of your stature but I have a job, boys, and you lot are just an afterthought compared to that little sweet-cheek." Aiko suddenly found herself on the receiving end of the stare that seemed predatory yet oh-so-inviting. The look was almost motherly.
"I would request that you skip the heroics but I guess that is simply futile." Letting a disappointed sigh escape her lips, she stepped forward and waved her hand lazily, as if the action itself didn't require her utmost attention. From the walls and her clothing, the strange metallic liquid clumped together to form the same blades that had slaughtered Max Velocity. "Step back, little one."
She knew that she shouldn't waste their Meta blood so her blades returned to their floating liquid form and suddenly lashed out at Nate, his clones and Damien. The metal wrapped around their arms and legs like tendrils before gaining some sort of magnetism and dragging them to one of the nearby walls. The only one not targeted was Elijah Craigh - she wanted to kill any form of rebellion growing in him.
Without the protection of her metal, she appeared almost foolish approaching the Pyromancer but the man wasn't harmful to her. "You're a strange one, Elijah Craigh." She murmured softly, her steps slow as she edged closer to him. When she actually reached him, she could see the hesitation in his eyes. "Such raw, untapped power. You would make for a delicious mate but alas, work life and personal life must remain very apart." Her words seemed to paralyze him and allow her to reach up and pluck Aiko from his shoulders like a rare fruit.
Once Aiko was safely behind her and not moving, she turned back to Elijah. Cutting out any air resistance and applying a massive amount of force to her arm, her fist suddenly pummelled forward, landing dead-set in his stomach and sending him rocketing back against the wall. There was no heroic battle or even a small rebellion. One of the strongest Metas out of all of them was reduced to a crumbling mess with a single punch. It was becoming very certain who their primary enemy was now. "I hope, for your safety gentlemen, that you do not exhaust your use. I've always wanted to sleep with myself, after all." That one was a directly referring to Legion and a little hint to her powers as she winked at the pinned up man.
"Come, little one, we have much planning." She giggled gently and gently took Aiko's hand. As she moved to leave, she could hear Elijah somehow recovering behind her and staggering to his feet. She knew what would follow. She knew that men like him forgot their intelligence when it came to protecting something precious. "Close your eyes, little one, you will not like this."
Just as she warned Aiko, a small sliver of the liquid metal grouped together into a blade and drove itself into the oncoming form of Elijah Craigh. She turned her head to the side a little and regarded him from the corner of her vision before sighing and dropping Aiko's hand. Turning her body completely, she took a step closer to Elijah who looked almost shocked. Stepping up onto her tippy toes, she delicately wrapped her fingers around the back of his neck and pulled his head forward. With a gentle kiss, the blade drew itself from Elijah's staggering body and morphed back into her clothing. "Another time, Elijah Craigh?" There was a challenge in that tone of hers as she dragged a sole digit along his rather large wound.
Extracting the gathered blood, she raised it to her lips and delicately sucked while holding eye contact. His wound itself began to burn like Hellfire but it also began to seal over as she turned and left, Aiko in-hand.
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Ian
Ian suddenly felt inexplicably dizzy as he heard something crash onto the beach, causing him to fall to his knees as a rush of images enters his head. Wait, why the hell am I at a beach, the last thing I remember is getting drunk of my ass in Germany, then passing out in an alley. While I expected to be in a lot of places after that, a beach wasn't one of them. And why do I have such a splitting headache? He groaned as he fell to the floor, shutting his eyes as his head began to pulse with pain before he felt a chill run through his bones, followed by an odd feeling of wetness. Opening his eyes, he found himself in some kind of tube, floating in a vat of liquid. He had a mask over his mouth that was allowing him to breathe while he was in it, and was wearing a type of weird clothes, a black and green onesie of some sort by the look of it. They weren't quite skin-tight, but they also weren't baggy either, and to be honest, Ian though it was a rather cool looking outfit.
After taking a few minutes to pull at the material and try moving around in it, he decided that it was time to stop playing around and time to get out of his admittedly comfortable test-tube, pod . . thingy. After searching around a little, he found and pulled a latch that caused the door of the pod to open, dropping him on to the floor in a small heap. Getting himself up to his feet, he did a quick, high-speed back and forth to get the gunk off of him, before looking around to see a thousand such pods all around him, as well as people waking up and getting out of them. Having nothing better to do, Ian began walking around, helping out anybody who was having trouble getting out, slapping those who were having trouble coping with the fact that they had been abducted, or just giving a fine hello to those were just going with the flow like he was. He didn't find to many of those.
As he was walking around, he saw a familiar blue angel walking out from a row of pods with a determined saunter in her gait as she walked around, obviously looking for someone. "Why hey there, Snow Angel, glad to see you weren't just a program in the matrix, that would've sucked. Hey, have you seen my cousin, Alto, the lolicon guy, or perhaps the girl who I dressed in a sticky note bikini, Sefia." Ian couldn't help but chuckle a little thinking back to that moment while he walked over to Chiller, even if it wasn't real it had been one of the funniest things he had done in a while. "Anyway, since we've obviously been abducted by something or someone with a hard-on for metas, I assume they'll both be here, somewhere."
@Mass City Are we all naked in reality, wearing some sort of alien coveralls, or did they just stuff us in tubes with all of our current apparell?