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warforged2014-04-09 07:37 pm
trampledintheprocess) wrote in warforged2014-04-09 07:37 pm
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Who: Agent Washington and open
What: New arrival to the Bronze Sanctum
Where: The Bronze Sanctum for the first option(Locked to the Bronze flight) and open in the second
When: April 9th, after arriving
Warnings: Uh, none so far. Will add if needed
A. Bronze sanctum
This was... Nothing Washington ever would have expected to have happen. Especially not after having woke up in recovery with the Dakotas waiting. There'd been chaos, and the next thing he knew, he was here, his head won't stop hurting, and the back of his neck is still recovering from the implantation and removal. The problem? He's having a little trouble focusing on things since arriving. Between what's left in his head from the AI and the shock... He probably shouldn't be surprised. He shook his head, trying to clear it. He's spending way too much time in his own thoughts.
B. Outside the sanctum (Silverglen Retreat area)
After he'd had a little recovery time, he finally did get curious enough that he wanted to see what was outside. And as comfortable as he should be in his new home? The Bronze Sanctum was nothing like what he was used to.
It was a change, the forested area. What was extra odd was he was starting to notice some odd things as he looked around. Tracks that he probably wouldn't have noticed before. After a bit, he shrugged it off, starting to look around the outskirts of the village. v He's a bit on edge regardless. Things don't feel right here.
What: New arrival to the Bronze Sanctum
Where: The Bronze Sanctum for the first option(Locked to the Bronze flight) and open in the second
When: April 9th, after arriving
Warnings: Uh, none so far. Will add if needed
A. Bronze sanctum
This was... Nothing Washington ever would have expected to have happen. Especially not after having woke up in recovery with the Dakotas waiting. There'd been chaos, and the next thing he knew, he was here, his head won't stop hurting, and the back of his neck is still recovering from the implantation and removal. The problem? He's having a little trouble focusing on things since arriving. Between what's left in his head from the AI and the shock... He probably shouldn't be surprised. He shook his head, trying to clear it. He's spending way too much time in his own thoughts.
B. Outside the sanctum (Silverglen Retreat area)
After he'd had a little recovery time, he finally did get curious enough that he wanted to see what was outside. And as comfortable as he should be in his new home? The Bronze Sanctum was nothing like what he was used to.
It was a change, the forested area. What was extra odd was he was starting to notice some odd things as he looked around. Tracks that he probably wouldn't have noticed before. After a bit, he shrugged it off, starting to look around the outskirts of the village. v He's a bit on edge regardless. Things don't feel right here.
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The apple paused. "Could be worth discussing with your flight's dragonmage. This world does...things, to the people brought to it. There are actually people here who use magic." It's like out of a storybook - except more of a cautionary fable than a rewritten brothers grimm tale. "Though I have a feeling there's a different reason for me being unable to use guns right now."
He'd clearly been in some form of pain when she'd found him, too - but that he had still been pain after the extraction of his AI earned a concerned glance, brows furrowing further. Carolina could understand the pain from the loss of her own AI, but Wash should have been fine.. "Yeah," she said after a minute. "You heard she went after Wyoming, right?" She didn't notice how her voice had gone abruptly flat, betraying the surge of anger that fed the headache that inhabited the empty space two AI used to live. "Tried to take his AI." The apple, forgotten, became subject to the pressure of clenching fingers.
"She got-- York on her side, too. He was helping her." She can't even hide her bitterness on that one. "And, Maine too, I think." At least, that's how the pieces seemed to fall, as best she could tell when thinking back on everything she remembered.
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Washington tilted his head at that. "Why couldn't it be the same thing? It gave me capability to use weapons I shouldn't know how to. Why couldn't it take away abilities from you? It could have taken from me without me realizing it yet. I'll still ask. Lanadormi seemed to be the type to be more than willing to answer questions. " He paused. "I think she is worried about me."
Washington paused at that. "I had to hear the twins bickering about that. North doesn't believe it. But why would York and Maine?" Letting out a pained noise as his mind goes back to things. There's an answer to something in his head.
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For a moment, her right hand lifted, apple still clutched in her left palm while fingers strayed under her ponytail, pressing against the mesh and kevlar of the undersuit collar. Why why why. A question she didn't have all the answers to, save the one the Director had given her - that the actions of those who'd deserted seemed to back up. "They wanted.. They wanted the AI. If you had one, they gave you a choice - go with them, or they'd take it from you." She sat stiffly. "I didn't get to find out what they wanted them for."
If nothing else, she certainly believed enough of what she was saying to think it was true - and her bias towards Texas aside, Carolina had never been one to lie to her team. Even if it was only a team of Washington (and raptor) right now.
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He's uneasy at that, but he trusted Carolina, even if his confidence in the project had been shaken. "It doesn't make sense, boss, but I'm willing to trust you on that. I have no way of getting further information as it is."