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Post by Servos Matche on Dec 22, 2010 19:39:24 GMT -5
Servos sighed. The motorcycle he had procured in that abandoned town had run out of fuel long ago and he'd been walking for miles. It was hot, the ground was rocky, and his coolant system was probably in need of some repairs. His legs were making a strange noise as he walked and it was starting to get on his nerves a bit.
After hours of walking, he came across some sort of town. Things were moving and he could see smoke. This meant people! It'd been too long since he saw people. He started running into the town, but the noise started to get worse, so he just walked the rest of the way.
The sound of people put a smile on his face as he walked about the town. People would turn their heads and stare at him, as his legs were making noises now. but he didn't care about the faces the made. At least at first. As more and more people turned and gave him strange looks, the more uncomfortable he felt. He wished his legs would shut up as he slouched down and tried to be as anonymous as he could.
He walked into an alley as things started to get more uncomfortable for him. He sat down and started to doze. He'd not gone to sleep-mode since he reactivated. No one would notice a guy sleeping in an alleyway... right? Wrong. Servos hadn't been asleep for ten minutes when he awoke to someone poking him and commanding him to get up.
"Wake up! Hey, guy, wake the hell up!"
He grumbled and opened an eye. A group of three young men stood in front of him each holding pipes. Obviously some kind of gang. "Empty your pockets and give us everything you have." The lad in the center commanded.
Servos just stared for a second. "Really? You're trying to mug me?"
Yeah. Did I stutter? Hand over your cash or we'll beat it out of you."
"I haven't been in this town even half an hour. He muttered. "I don't have anything on me worth taking. And I really don't want to fight. Is there any way we can resolve this without injuries?"
"'fraid not, guy." The center man swung directly at Servos head, making a nice 'Thwack!' noise as it hit. This was one of the many times he wished that there was more metal than flesh there or that the nerves didn't work cause this still hurt. The other two men started to take part in the pummeling, but didn't do as much damage as they were hitting steel parts. They must've been enjoying themselves because they didn't notice the clanging noise when they hit his cybernetic parts.
Slowly they were working on his last nerve. Suddenly, He reached up with lightning speed, stopping a swing from the center man. It made a louder clanging sound as there were no clothes stopping from hitting metal. The pole had already bent from the sudden stop, but now, as Servos squeezed it, it was pinched off. The other two man froze with wide eyes as the piece of pipe hit the ground.
"I told you, I have nothing of value on me. I don't wish to harm you, but if you don't stop and leave soon I will fight." He growled. All three hooligans took a step back before running full speed out of the alley.
Servos sighed and spat out blood at the three as they fled. He noticed at the ground where they stood some coins that must have fallen out of one of their pockets. Lucky me, he thought, they left me some money for their trouble.
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Post by Cissnei on Dec 22, 2010 20:13:36 GMT -5
    ...Forgotten Turk..."Wings symbolize freedom for those who have none."Cissnei sighed as she fingered the ring on her right hand. She still hadn’t gotten over the fact that Reno had asked her on a date and now he was her boyfriend. Having hardly any time for off time, the Turks made the best out of the little chances they got. She shook her head to clear her mind of those thoughts. That was then, this was now. Now she had to focus and not start thinking about anything distracting. And thinking about Reno was definitely distracting. Trying to settle herself down into the mission at hand was proving to be harder then it normally was though. Her first mission being sent on alone since rejoining the Turks, President Shinra had made it clear that he wanted to see her go at a mission alone.
Stupid man, she had been doing missions before he had even been interested in the ShinRa Company. His father had been the president back then. She had to admit though; the new president Shinra did things much differently. She had been a little bit nervous about this mission, but once she had left those feelings had abated. So she stood there in the street corner, wondering where to go next. She was all business, from her chestnut hair all the way down to her black shoes.
She had made some headway as regards to the portals that had been seen. What she didn’t know was that Reno had been on his own personal mission to learn about the portals, although he had done it off duty, as somewhat of a favor to Zack Fair. After hearing about one of these portals, Rufus Shinra had sent her here to find out more about it.
So here she was. She had yet to find anyone who had seen a swirling mass of any kind. Dead end. So she was going to have to scrounge deeper. Good thing she was good at doing just that. But she also needed to make a call, and that was the reason she entered the alleyway, not seeing the sleeping man all the way down at the other end. As she flipped open her cell phone she suddenly heard a noise. Closing her phone while trying not to make a sound, she turned towards the noise and narrowed her eyes to peer into the darkness of the alleyway.
When she heard what the kid said her eyebrow raised. Just another kid trying to mug a guy. But not this time. She may not be in the job that made her seem the most heroic, but she did have the biggest conscious of all her fellow Turks. She couldn’t let anyone get injured if she could help it and there was no cause. However something made her stay rooted to the spot. The sound of a fist hitting flesh made her cringe, but what happened next she couldn’t really explain. The sound of hitting continued, but it didn’t sound right. She couldn’t quite place the sound, but it defiantly wasn’t flesh hitting flesh. She was just about to step out when the voice of the man spoke and the teenagers stopped. She herself froze as if she couldn’t force her legs to move.
The teenagers rushed past her, stumbling over themselves in their rush to get away. She narrowed her eyes. If she hadn’t heard him trying to talk them out of it she would be pulling out her gun, but since he had tried to leave them be she decided with much thinking to move towards him. Stepping out closer to him she remained as non violent as she could possibly look. “Are you alright Sir?” She asked softly as she kicked herself for going towards him. Her and her soft heart, she should have just made an aboutface and left. It wasn’t any of her business.
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Post by Servos Matche on Dec 22, 2010 20:50:19 GMT -5
"I've been better. Course, I've also been worse." Servos stood up, using the wall for some support. His legs continued their whining sound as they moved. He chuckled and smiled wide as he pushed off the wall. "Though it almost feels good just to feel something again." He thought for a second before asking. "Say... Do you know what the date is today? I can't remember for the life of me."
He stretched his neck and rubbed his head. Those hits were starting to hurt a bit more in the form of a slight headache. "You know, I take back what I said about feeling. I'd rather not anymore. It's annoying."
"Oh! I'm sorry. I'm Servos. I just walked into this town." Servos just seemed to blab on a bit. He'd not talked to anyone in quite a long time and now it was as if he was catching up.
He adjusted his coat and cleaned his bleeding lip with his coat sleeve. As he adjusted, more unpainted steel from around his wrists hit the sunlight.
He stayed silent for quite a while, thinking about if he should ask. He'd been feeling the need to search ever since he was reactivated. Maybe if he asked someone, they could help. No... it was highly unlikely that some random person would hold the answers to his question. It was probably more likely that they'd just run away. But still... they might know of someone from Shinra. It was more likely they could help. True... So then... I'll do it.
Say, miss. I was wondering. Do you know where I could find someone from Shinra? I need help that they could probably give." Once again wiped blood from his lip. He smiled wide and chuckled again. That sounded extremely random. She probably think I'm crazy... or that I have a concussion. Well... that's a very likely thing. I was just beaten up a bit. Maybe I should get that checked out... wait, I'm a cyborg. They'd just freak out. Bad idea.
He clasped his hands behind his back. They made a metal on metal sound as they did. A clacking sound was made as the shotgun and the sword on his back hit each other.
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Post by Cissnei on Dec 22, 2010 22:25:53 GMT -5
...Forgotten Turk..."Wings symbolize freedom for those who have none." Cissnei stood right there, although she furrowed her brow at the sound that seemed to be coming from the man in front of her. What was making that noise? She glanced at his legs where the noise seemed to be coming from. But the legs with pants over them gave her no clues as to what the sound was. It was definitely mechanical though. Did he have some device that was making that sound? Shrugging a bit, she focused on his face as she looked up at him. “Do you need some help? I would be happy to assist you.” She said solemnly. Oh yes, compassionate Cissnei, she should learn from the other Turks and just leave things that were not her business alone. So bad she couldn’t do that.
When he said that it felt good to feel something again she did take a step back. He liked to be able to feel? Was that some sort of joke? Cissnei didn’t like jokes that ended up turning out to be real. She hadn’t yet responded to his crack about feeling. Hoping that he was kidding, she shook herself out of her stupor, “It’s December 22nd 2001.” She said with a puzzled look on her face. Yet wasn’t it normal to forget the date? Everyone did it every once in awhile. So she just shrugged it off.
When he went on about taking back about feeling she felt her mouth go dry. Swallowing once, she tried to shrug off what he had said, but the whirring noise only made it seem odder. “Its…annoying to feel? I would think the opposite. Isn’t the pain worth it to feel the good things? But then again I wasn't the one that got hit in the face...” She looked toward his face as he introduced himself. She smiled then, “My name is Cissnei, its nice to meet you Servos.” He seemed to enjoy talking a lot, which she didn’t mind since she was quite by nature. Hearing someone else do the talking was nice, and she found herself relaxing against her better judgment.
She noticed his bleeding lip and took a step closer, her compassion outweighing her concern that she did not know the man. “Are you really ok? I can get a doctor if you need…” She trailed off when the sun hit his hand. That’s when she took a step back. Leave it to her to start talking to someone that had…were his hands metal?! That’s when she really started freaking out, although on the outside she remained calm and in control of herself. She opened her mouth to ask about it as her gaze remained riveted on his hands.
He distracted her when he asked if she knew anyone from ShinRa. “Actually I do know quite a few people from ShinRa. I myself am a…worker for ShinRa, maybe I can help you?” In her mind she wasn’t thinking about ShinRa. She had heard of cyborgs, but had never actually seen one; they were just legends weren’t they? But hadn’t Hojo created some weird things? And he was asking about ShinRa…the pieces fit together. She tried to calm her thinking down. There was probably a perfect solution to this…like…maybe he was like Barret, the guy with the gunarm. That was a possibility…? She couldn’t resist it anymore, “Are you…is your hand metal?” She finally burst out, and then noticed his hands going behind his back. This might be a good time to turn around and run…but something made her stay. She was no coward, if he killed her, so be it.
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Post by Servos Matche on Dec 22, 2010 23:19:10 GMT -5
"Its 2001? My, I have been out for so long. Its a pleasure to meet you Cissnei." Servos' greeting smile was short-lived.
His eyes went wide as she mentioned his hands. Oh crap. She's freaking out. Oh crap... Don't freak out. Don't freak out." He tried to calm her down.
"I was looking for ShinRa because... well, you won't believe me." he laughed a little nervously, "I was part of a cyberization experiment held by ShinRa. I'm a cyborg. About 88% total conversion to be exact. Most of my body is machine. I reactivated about 5 days ago. My memory has been damaged but I'm looking for something... maybe someone... I don't know..." He sighed and pulled back his left sleeve. His robotic arm showing completely up to the elbow. "ShinRa might be the only group of people who can help. Can you? Is it possible?" He took a step forward towards the Turk. He definately looked desperate. And he was.
If he couldn't get help, he wouldn't last through a year in his condition. At most, he could use his own schematics for self-repair. He waited patiently for an answer. If she ran, so be it. He wouldn't run after her, he couldn't run after her.
"I... I beg you!"
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Post by Cissnei on Dec 23, 2010 9:09:39 GMT -5
...Forgotten Turk..."Wings symbolize freedom for those who have none."
So he had noticed the fact that she was freaking out? Apparently she hadn’t been as subtle as she would have liked about the fact that she was freaking out. Taking a deep breath she tried to think of him only as a man. Taking a deep breath she spoke, her voice just a tiny bit higher then normal. “Who’s freaking out? I’m not freaking out.” But of course she was. "Ok ok, I'll admit I am...was freaking out, but I'm good now, I'll stop." Pulling herself together, Cissnei tried to reason with herself. Finally she got her freaking out under control and just watched him as he explained exactly what he was. 88% cyborg, dear god it was real then. She stared at him as he explained. Once he was done she put a hand on her forehead and tried to persuade herself that she as dreaming. “This isn’t real…” she whispered to herself. But looking at his hands again she had to face facts. This was definitely real.
“Leave it to me to get sent on one little mission and end up talking to a cyborg.” She muttered to herself. Looking down at the ground, scuffing her shoe against the dirt as she mulled over what he had just told her. She caught a look at his arm when he lifted his sleeve up.
She could just leave. She SHOULD just leave. This was insane, and besides it wasn’t her problem! And another problem, though he had stated that she wouldn’t believe him she did believe him. If she could imagine this as just some big prank she would, but the look in his eyes and his voice as he begged her to help him wouldn’t allow her to think that.
Heaving a tremendous sigh Cissnei’s tender heart finally won out over her good judgment. She groaned inwardly, she was going to have to start being meaner when it came to situations like these. Maybe she could go to Sephiroth for mean lessons; he had enough meanness to spare.
Closing her eyes for a second she didn’t know she was talking until she had said it. “I will help, or at least try to.” Had those words really come from her mouth? Darn it, she shouldn’t be doing this, ohh the president was going to kill her. PAY DOCKS!! She thought in her mind, as Reno had told her always happened to him. And…holy mother of Sephiroth, Tseng was going to kill her as well. Although maybe not? She could only hope he wouldn’t kill her, she had too much to live for, or that she wanted to live for anyway. Trying to contain her thoughts, Cissnei looked at him, “Ok first things first, since you said you were asleep for a long time, exactly how long has it been? And what is it exactly you want me to help with?” It was like a Cloud Strife all over again, only this time…a metal Cloud? But anyway he had said he was looking for something. Oh why did she have to get herself into these kinds of situations?!
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Post by Servos Matche on Dec 23, 2010 11:48:13 GMT -5
He waited silently as she thought about what he'd just shown her. A smile returned to his face as she agreed to help. Servos would have jumped for joy if he could.
"I've been offline since 1964. So..." He did a quick bit of math in his head, "I've been asleep for around 33 years. I'm far overdue for maintenance." He pointed to his legs as he moved them and they made noise.
"My conversion was being done by ShinRa. So I figure that maybe they have the schematics on a backup file. Everyone else... other cyborgs... and the scientists... there was nothing but skeletons there. Something happened that forced an emergency evacuation of the entire facility." He shuttered at the grisly memory of the cave. He reached back and touched the shotgun. Some scientist's final gift.
"Then there's whatever I'm searching for. The file must have been damaged too much, but still functional. I have to find it, but I'm not sure what it is." He didn't know what as going on, but she seemed very reluctant. ShinRa wasn't a nice company, but it wasn't like the executed their employees, right? He gave a worried look as the thought about what all had changed while he was gone. Just from the looks of this one town he'd say a lot.
"If its any consolation, you just recovered lost ShinRa technology. I think you'll be praised for this. And despite the noise, I am still a competent fighter and I'm also a mechanic. I am in your debt for this." He bowed courteously. Whatever was needed of him, he'd help out.
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Notes: I'm going to start this now. It looks like fun!
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Post by Cissnei on Dec 23, 2010 17:11:37 GMT -5
...Forgotten Turk..."Wings symbolize freedom for those who have none."
Her brain just screamed 1964!!! He had been asleep for 37 years. He had been offline for way longer then she had even been alive. Wow, talk about finding something new and strange every day. Doing the math herself she realized exactly who would have been alive and kicking back then. Hojo…this screamed something he would come up with to do for a project. She wasn’t sure if he would remember, but it was worth a shot, right? “I know you said you’re memory was hazy, but you wouldn’t happen to know if a Professor Hojo worked on you?” That would make a lot of sense, most of his projects were labeled top secret. Cissnei had access to every aspect of ShinRa, every file and every experiment, but she had never really looked into the files and experiments that had taken place that far before she was born. Of course she knew about Sephiroth, Angeal and Genesis, but other then that, not much from before the 1970s, at least not that she could remember off the top of her head.
She glanced at his legs then, putting a hand under her chin, “I was wondering what was making that noise. My mind never went to cyborg though.” She said with a little laugh. She really shouldn’t be surprised at this. How many times had she been there when weird things had come her way? She couldn’t even count, and besides, Hojo had come up with such crazy inventions and mutations over the years she shouldn’t be surprised at anything she found. Tapping the side of her face with her fingers she thought exactly how she should go about this.
She felt pity that he had to witness that, seeing death all around you, even if it was bones was nothing anyone wanted to see, especially someone that wasn’t used to it, although she wasn’t sure if he was used to death or not. Still, she had seen death since a very young age systematically and it still affected her sometimes. Thankfully she didn’t have nightmares like she had when she had been younger. She couldn’t remember her family’s death, but nightmares had haunted her when she had been younger. That might be the reason why she was quiet. The years at the orphanage before she had been taken in by ShinRa had been the worst years of her life.
Back to the situation at hand. “So you’re not sure what your searching for? Sounds like we’re going to have to dig.” She said softly, her brain ticking with ideas on what they had to do. “I’m a Turk…” She started out, wondering what his reaction to that might be, “So I have access to all the files that ShinRa has. I’m not sure how many files are still there from that many years ago.” She warned, not wanting to give him false hopes that they would even find what he was looking for. She was a bit worried, although for more reasons then just the fact that she might get in trouble by Tseng and Rufus. She could handle that, and it wouldn’t be severe, she was really worried about Servos.
“Servos…I have to warn you. I’m not sure what ShinRa was like when you were here, but I’m not sure how the president or the scientists are going to react to you.” She started out, raising her crimson eyes to look at him. “There are no scientists around from when you were here, they were all replaced, and they are all too pompous for their own good. I don’t know what will happen if I waltz in there with you and tell them that you were an experiment from ShinRa back in 1964. It might be nothing, or they might just want to take you apart piece by piece to see exactly how you function…” Enough said, they might want to shut him down and take him apart, and what was she supposed to do THEN? It wasn’t like she could just let that happen, but at the same time, she worked FOR ShinRa, and so their will was her own.
He bowed and she smiled, a gentleman? Weren’t many of those left, he obviously held a little flair, as he had just shown with the bow. She waved off his telling her that he was in her debt. “Don’t be telling me that yet, I haven’t, after all, done anything as of yet that actually helps you.” She said with a sheepish smile on her face, “Its your call though I guess, we could do this thing undercover, or we can just go ahead and walk into ShinRa, it’s a risk, but its your choice.”
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Post by Servos Matche on Dec 23, 2010 23:09:24 GMT -5
Immediately, Servos excalimed, "That's the guy who shut me off! I was due for upgrades and he was the man in charge of the operation. Do you know him?" He asked earnestly. If Hojo was still around, he could be continued and finished. Or at least, if the man had no desire to complete, let him download his own schematics so he could repair and upgrade himself.
He had to chuckle at that. It seemed despite his malfunction and worn-out disguise, he could still blend in to society... mostly. He again looked down at his flesh paint job. It was chipping, peeling, and just being worn away. But at the same time as his pity at the loss of concealment, he was glad. He was proud of his cyberization. Becoming something greater than human was a privilege.
He arched an eyebrow in half-disbelief when she called herself a Turk. The Turks he knew of were mysterious and probably were more machine than him. This girl not only wasn't a cold-blooded cutthroat like what he knew, she even had a conscience and compassion. Ironic that the 88% converted cyborg was fully believing something not quite so wild.
She was right. There was nearly 40 years of time between him and now. That could take another 40 just to find his obscurely small project. And the research and development field wasn't a narrow one at all. There were more than just the cyberization project in that facility, though he couldn't remember what they were.
It was true. Nothing would be remaining from the old ShinRa he knew and apparently these new guys wouldn't bat an eye. They could just kill him and rip him apart to see why he lived and the others died. In fact that was more likely. But there was still a chance that he could get the help he needed.
"I understand that risk, but I need to know why I need to find whatever it is I'm searching for. If it comes down to it, I have do have a way of getting out of a deteriorating situation."
He thought about what she'd said though, and tried to re-imagine a strategy that didn't result in someone dying.
"Maybe there is a better way of finding files pertaining to my project. Though I think I'll need help."
She tried to turn down his offer of service, but he shook his head and insisted.
"You're the only living thing that hasn't tried to either kill me or take something from me. I at least want to thank you for not running away screaming. I offer my services as a soldier and/or mechanic."
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Post by Cissnei on Dec 24, 2010 12:35:40 GMT -5
...Forgotten Turk..."Wings symbolize freedom for those who have none." Now they were getting somewhere! She now knew who was behind the experimentation that had to do with Servos. Not much, but it was something. And knowing Hojo’s way of working would help with this. “Yes…well I knew him.” She said slowly, it was going to complicate things that Hojo was gone. She sighed then, “It was good riddance to most people, but Hojo is no longer with ShinRa…or alive for all we know, which might make this harder to find out as well.” Oh why oh why? “I didn’t mind him dying; he left a trail of bodies and destruction wherever he went. For your sake though, I wish he was still here so he could help you find what you're looking for.” Mind went back to everything bad he had ever done, Sephiroth, Genesis, Angeal, Vincent, Lucrecia, Aerith, Red XIII, Zack, Cloud, the list seemed to be endless.
“However his old lab is still somewhat intact, so we might want to go there to see if we can find something.” That was back in the old ShinRa building, which had been mostly destroyed when Sephiroth had tried to destroy the world that first time. Midgar had been leveled, but the old buildings were there, and she herself had seen his old laboratory. A place she had never liked, but to help out someone she would go back there.
Looking back she realized that the only person she might have ever hated was Hojo. His cackle had always served to make her shudder and want to run away and hide. He was always like a villain directly coming from a nightmare, but she had put up with him because it was her job. Besides he was a genius even if he was unstable, insane and twisted; an asset to ShinRa.
She straitened her shoulders and set her jaw when she told him that she was a Turk. The youngest member to ever join the Turks, she knew her stuff and was excellent at what she did. It was only to her advantage that no one thought she could fight. She raised her hand and realized that she was still holding her shuriken. Had she really been holding it this entire time? Well no matter, she waited for him to tell her that he didn’t believe she was a Turk, but surprisingly it didn’t come. She wasn’t like Elena, if someone told Elena that she looked like a wimp she’d probably try to prove herself. Cissnei didn’t really get a long with her, but she made a valiant effort.
“Ok so first we might want to check his old lab, but if that doesn’t result in anything I suppose I can go into ShinRa alone to check out the files…or of course you could come with me if you so choose.” Crossing her arms she tried to picture exactly what people would say if she walked in with a cyborg guy. She imagined the looks, Rude would look like he always did, expressionless; Reno would probably freak out, Tseng? Tseng would shake his head and Elena? Probably would swipe him so that she could get Tseng to notice her. Yup, they were an odd bunch, but they were HER odd bunch.
When he mentioned that she had been the only person not to try to kill him her all her objections fell flat. How was she supposed to convince him that she couldn’t accept his help? She gave him a sad smile, now that made everything come into perspective. She wasn’t exactly the public’s favorite person, but at least not everyone tried to kill her. “Ok then, I can’t argue with that. Anytime I want someone taken out that I ‘can’t touch’ I’ll call you alright?” She asked with a little laugh, she was only partially joking after all. “Shall we go?”
Oh yup, Rufus was gonna’ kill her since she hadn’t made any headway with the portals. Maybe she could tell him she had another lead? That might keep him happy for awhile until she helped Servos find what he needed. If she couldn’t find anything she would call up Reno and have him help her out. He couldn’t say no to her. The Turks weren’t monsters, and they were far more loyal to each other then to the president. So if push came to shove they would all drop everything to come fish her out of a bad situation or help her with something. That could be to her advantage since they wouldn’t tell the president about this.
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Post by Servos Matche on Dec 26, 2010 0:45:10 GMT -5
"Oh..." And that was all he could say to that. The man in charge of his conversion was not only dead, but apparently caused more death than just from his experiment. It might have been more convenient for him of Hojo was alive, but more people would be dead in his place. Maybe it was better this way. His head and shoulders drooped at the thought of his own selfishness at this. Putting what he wanted ahead of others' lives was despicable.
Cissnei's idea of checking the remains of his lab was a capital notion. His head snapped right back up and a smile again was on his face. "If the computers are still intact, I can link straight into them! We'd be in and out in approximately 10 minutes if the lab is in moderate shape." He could have cheered at such news.
"If it comes down to it, I'll wait outside the building somewhere and only come in if it gets too dicey in there and you need some mechanically enhanced muscle." He nodded at the first option he was presented in plan b.
When she talked about 'taking people out that she 'can't touch,'' he thought for a second. He did just pledge himself, but would that mean he would have to possibly kill someone who deserves life? He couldn't go back on what he said. I was proud of being reliable and he wasn't going to mess that up.
"If it comes to it, I'm your cyborg."
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Post by Cissnei on Dec 26, 2010 18:18:39 GMT -5
...Forgotten Turk..."Wings symbolize freedom for those who have none." Sensing his disappointment Cissnei sighed, “I’m sorry I couldn’t tell you where he is and that he’s alive. I know it must be disappointing…” She couldn’t really feel sorry for the fact that Hojo was gone, but for his sake she could feel sorry that one giant lead was gone. Lifting her hand she once again put it under chin and thought about the current situation.
She was glad that he might be able to find what he was looking for might be able to be found in the old lab. He obviously brightened, “Well then lets go, my helicopter is parked around the block.” Biting her bottom lip Cissnei wondered exactly what they would find, if she remembered right most of Hojo’s stuff had been taken over to the new ShinRa building. Still, a lot of the hardware was still where it had been filed on the computers. “I hope we find computers that are actually able to be run.” It would really bomb if they didn’t, because then they would have to go to the new ShinRa. She didn’t really want to do that, but she would anyway. She had failed to keep Zack and Cloud safe, she wasn’t failing Servos now. She refused.
The look on his face after she said that he should take out people showed just how he felt about that. Laying a hand on his arm, she almost drew back when she remembered that it was metal. Taking a deep breath she wouldn’t do that, she was no coward. “Don’t worry Servos, I was mostly kidding.” She said with a smile, “But I’ll be sure to call you when I need a mechanic.”
With that she gestured toward the street and started walking toward where the Shinra helicopter was. She really wondered what they were going to find when they went to the lab. Would they find the mysterious object that Servos was looking for? Would anything be there or would it just be rubble? She herself hadn’t been there in a long time, so hopefully it was in as good of shape as she remembered, or else they were going to have a major problem. She tried to block out the fact that she was going into the place she hated. Hojo’s old lab was like a nightmare. She really did hate it there.
Ridding her brain of the thoughts were easier said then done. She really did want to help; if she were Servos she would want someone to help her. That and that only probably kept her helping him. Just thinking about being awakened in a world where you knew virtually nothing was scary to her. With a sigh she turned her head to make sure he was following her. Darn her and her tender heart. If she had just walked away she would be on a mission that was relatively easy. But there was no turning back, and she was forced to admit that she wouldn't have just walked away...she couldn't have.
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Post by Servos Matche on Dec 28, 2010 2:12:42 GMT -5
Servos started to move with her to her helicopter, but then he realized something. What was a Turk doing out here? She had to be on some kind of mission, right?
"Say, Cissnei. You're a Turk, right? Then what were you doing out here? The last thing I'd want to do is take away from anything important. Its not like the data is going to go anywhere... well, at least anywhere that can't be found." He stopped as he spoke.
His legs continued to whine as he adjusted his stance. "Besides, I could help with that, too. You never know." Again his hands went behind his back as he began to rock back and forth on his feet.
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Post by Cissnei on Dec 30, 2010 14:40:07 GMT -5
...Forgotten Turk..."Wings symbolize freedom for those who have none." Cissnei stopped before opening up the door to the chopper and looked at Servos as he raised an objection. A hand on the door handle, she contemplated telling him exactly what she was up to. Would it hurt anything? He should probably be alerted anyway. “Of course I’m on a mission, Turks don’t just walk around with nothing to do.” She gave him a lopsided smile, “we’re sneaky that way.”
With that she sighed, “I was sent here to research and learn more about the portals that have appeared around Gaia lately.” She sighed, how was she supposed to bring him up to date with everything that happened? She should probably just give him the key to the file room and let him go it that way. “President Shinra heard that there might be a portal here in this town, but so far no one I have asked about it knows anything.” She sighed, “Although I haven’t been here long, I hit a dead end, but there are a few more people that just might know something…that is, if I can make them talk.”
The smile on her face was somewhat sad, “Although I’m fairly good at making people talk…” Sighing a bit, she waved it off, “I have a lot more time to figure it out, but how about this? After we find what you’re looking for you can help me. Deal?”
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Post by Servos Matche on Jan 4, 2011 13:52:22 GMT -5
"You said you already might get in trouble for helping me. The last thing I'd want to happen is more trouble for people who aid me. Two people can cover more ground than one and it would be a waste of fuel if we left now and then came back." Servos insisted.
His arguement was sound, at least to him. So what if his legs made noise, at most people might just think he as a replacement leg. Other than that, he would appear normal to everyone as long as he didn't expose any metal parts.
At gave a smile of assurance and continued to just stay in that spot. "Besides if you come back with that info AND long since missing ShinRa property, you might actually get a raise or a promotion."
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