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Post by Laylei on May 14, 2011 14:09:31 GMT -5
Saint Claude's complex was quiet.
The complex looked like a walled off city as it sat peacefully in the dead of the night. The complex consisted off various buildings ranging from one to ten stories, and they all hummed to life yet no light escaped the buildings. The paved walk-ways of the complex zig-zagged and crossed each other dizzily.
The setting had a grungy feeling to it, but it was still more or less obviously technologically advanced.
As the combatants arrived the only entrance to the city would be left ajar, in which they'd be free to walk in. Once both participants were in, the doors would shut and look, impossible to re-open.
And then the game would begin, but not without a few words from our sponsor.
But for now, Go.
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Hecate
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That Paranoid Lady
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Post by Hecate on May 14, 2011 23:37:39 GMT -5
Brook Nolan
Cautious, Brook entered the walled city, one hand settled over the pistol in its holster. Pausing briefly, she checked that she hadn't forgotten anything-cellphone, chalk, random scraps of paper, knife; all where she expected them to be.
"Good; at the very least I won't go down without a bang." Smirking at her own joke, she moved further into the city, taking in the unfamiliar environment, making note of cover and possible routes of escape-just like they taught her back in basic training.
Seeing that she wasn't immediately in danger, she pulled out her pistol and twirled it around her index finger. What I really wanna know is why the hell I agreed to this thing in the first place..maybe the money has something to do with it..maybe.
Upon hearing the entrance behind her swing shut, the lock clicking into place, forced there by unseen hands. Gulping, she steeled herself for the eventual fight to come.
"No turning back now."
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