Vulkan 707

The Room

*John frowns at Horus, but runs over shooting the robots back.*
*The robot sends a barrage of attacks at Horus, then tries to retaliate against Johns attack.*
*John back paves.*

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*Leader frowns at lasers being blocked, and gets reports of the loss of two of his men. He pulls out a purple grenade from his pocket, and clicks the primer.*
Leader: Back the fuck off thing... Or there will be hell to pay..
*He says with confidence.*

The Room

*Robot gets on his robot laser forearms tron off, and it powers down immediately.*
Robot: {Pending review cancelled} {New objective!} -Kill unknown life form.-
*He brings his are maul around, and begins to throw electrified punches at Horus.*

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*John pulls out his quad barrel again, and jumps out the window.*
*He runs over to one of the downed soldiers, and shoots him in his sternum.*
*The quad barrel fires spread shot beam of red, and white which eviscerates the downed soldier.*

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*Leader brings his gun around, and tries to fire again at Lecter.*
*Lecters pistol does little damage to his armor.*

The Room

*John frown at the voice, and looks around.*
John: Real easy to say...
*He puts his quad barrel on his back, and draw his two trusty pistols.*
John: See what I can do...
*He jumps up, and fire a salvo of green bolts at the two black armored soldiers who scream in agony as the bolts punch through their chest.*

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Robot: {Threat level -yellow-}
*The robot turns towards the room, and opens up with it's huge laser arms towards John's location.*
*The hail of laser easily chews through the wall, and John is forced to move.*

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*The leader growls at being shot, but the 9mm rounds barely dent his armor. *
*He keeps scanning for Lecter gun at the ready.*
Leader: Human my ass...

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*Jillian sleeping like a baby.*

The Room

*Leader shrugs.*
Leader: I'm shaking in my boots.
*The leader aims, and fires a condensed purple laser bolt at Lecter's chest.*

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*Robot doesn't respond just keeps watching Horus. From the treeline come the black armored me, who have their guns out, and primed.*
*One stands twenty yards away from the barbarians, while the other walks up to stand behind the robot.*

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*John puts on his helm, walks into the mainroom, and would've done a spit take if he was drinking any form of liquid.*
*He jumps to the floor, and army crawls to one of the windows.*
John: Ohhhhh man... they are fucked.

The Room

*The leader brings his gun up to his shoulder, and aims at Lecter.*
Leader: What are you implying?

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*John sighs, and keeps looking around.*
John: Soldiers?
*He pulls out his quad barrel gun, and pulls a slide on the underside of the gun back.
*Lights turn on across the gun, and it makes a quiet humming sound.*

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*Large four armed robot, probably close to Horus's height turns to finally regard him.*
*His lower two arms suddenly hum to life as the menacing laser forearms powered up.*
Robot: ++Processing++ {Unknown life form} [Corporate interest?] /////Pending/////
*Strange lights begin to blink all over the robot.*

The Room

*The leader nods.*
Leader: We plan to kill him, and then some.
*He grins under his helm, and tilts his head.
Leader: Why do you ask? Do you care for him?

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*John frowns, and looks around the empty bar.*
John: Er... was something in my drink?
*Looks at his scotch glass, and frowns.*
John: Hmmm... what danger then?

The Room

*Leader keeps frowning under his helm, and decides to ask another question.*
Leader: Are you human?

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*John is sitting in the bar being silent, he watches his cigar burn down, and sighs at it's passing.*
John: Goodbye cigar, your tobacco smoke gave me little to no relief.

The Room

*The leader tilts his head.*
Leader: Devils? What do you mean?
*He ignores Karma, though notes her teleport.*

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*Other troops still heading to room.*

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*Large four armed robot peers through windows, and blatantly scans people.*

The Room

Leader: Expand on that.
*The armored leader frowns under his helm.*
Leader: We are part of the Baduum DNI division. Classified information was stolen by a traitor of the state, we are here to retrieve.
*He looks over at Karma.*
Leader: That is irrelevant.

The Room

*The armored figures single eye lens stares at Lecter for a long moment, before turning towards his men, and jerks his head towards the room. They quickly stomp off, while the 'leader' turns to face Lecter again.*
leader: What is your classification? ... What are you?
*Still has his rifle in his hands, but makes no hostile gestures or anything.*

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*John still sleeping.*

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*Jillian cleaning her magnum on the couch.*