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Post by Stitchpunk1 on Apr 17, 2011 19:23:13 GMT -5
It was getting late in the day on the Normandy. One man walked passed the others heading out for the night shift. Entering the conference room the table sunk into the floor and the man stepped in the middle. "You wanted to see me sir?"
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Post by ginchimera on Apr 17, 2011 22:50:02 GMT -5
It was a dark room, lit mostly by a large, glowing planet seen just outside the window," Yes. I'm glad you came. There's been some... Trouble."
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Post by Stitchpunk1 on Apr 17, 2011 22:59:08 GMT -5
"What sort of trouble?"
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Post by ginchimera on Apr 19, 2011 12:21:11 GMT -5
" Geth trouble. Many of the outer colonies have been attacked, but their ship is no where to be found. I need you and your team to head out there and find out just where they're coming from. This WILL be a dangerous mission. If you need them, I've sent you a few dossiers on suitable individuals for your mission."
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Post by Stitchpunk1 on Apr 19, 2011 13:25:51 GMT -5
"I don't think they will be necessary sir."
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Post by ginchimera on Apr 19, 2011 18:15:14 GMT -5
" If you're sure."
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Post by Stitchpunk1 on Apr 19, 2011 18:28:18 GMT -5
"I believe the crew will be able to handle it."
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Post by ginchimera on Apr 20, 2011 16:57:36 GMT -5
" Alright. Dimissed then."
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Post by Stitchpunk1 on Apr 20, 2011 19:58:03 GMT -5
He left to go put the coordinates in.
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Post by ginchimera on Apr 20, 2011 22:38:59 GMT -5
~ A few hours later ~
The Elusive Man waited patiently, staring out at the planet in the window.
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Post by Stitchpunk1 on Apr 20, 2011 23:03:31 GMT -5
Soon a hologram appeared behind him, the same man before looked down as he stood there.
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Post by ginchimera on Apr 21, 2011 23:35:43 GMT -5
The Elusive man turned his chair toward him," I heard what happened out there, 1. Are you alright?"
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Post by Stitchpunk1 on Apr 21, 2011 23:43:32 GMT -5
"Yes sir." He hid his hand where he had been grazed by a bullet.
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Post by ginchimera on Apr 21, 2011 23:47:02 GMT -5
He frowned a little," Well, as long as you're alright... Are you going to take my advice?"
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Post by Stitchpunk1 on Apr 21, 2011 23:48:43 GMT -5
He sighed, "It seems I have no choice."
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