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Thread: Deus Ex Machina (BlisteredBlood x darkangel76)

Once he heard the man concede, Deadman slowly got up with his arm cannon still aimed down at the man before he gestured with his head as he spoke. Understand this is a one time offer when I say this to you, sir. You are to never show your face around my and this person ever again. If you do return, I will revoke your right to live. The cyborg said to him coldly as he heard one of his other comrades scurry off into the cold night air. On your feet. He demanded again as he reached down for the would-be attacker and used an enforcing grip with his unoccupied hand to pick him up with and then began to shove him out roughly as well. Now go. Go and never return. Deadman barked out again, his voice as cold and as unforgiving as the temperature outside before turning back inside and then moved back to Mara again, listening to her tell him that it wasn't safe here, wherever this place was, anyway. I am blatantly aware of this Mara, but I'm not even sure where we even are. I think once we are out into the open, I should be able to get a better reading. He added as his arms crossed over his metallic chest, aiming his eyes squarely at her.
Thread: Deus Ex Machina (BlisteredBlood x darkangel76)

Once more, Deadman gave her a steely eyed look. Granted, it would be a little risky if the two of them were to go out the front way, for there was no telling if there were enemy transport units that were still out there. However, he also knew that he wouldn't be able to utilize his long range map function if the two of them were to remain in here for much longer, too. So what was he to do, he wondered as he lifted a hand under his chin, resting in in between the crook of his thumb and pointer fingers, itching it pensively. After a little thought, Deadman soon looked up at her as he lowered his hand back down from his chin and placed it back into the crook of his other arm and aimed his eyes back at her with his head leaned down a bit, perhaps doing nothing to lessen the intimidating look in his eyes. Fair enough. He said after a moment. We shall do this your way, but remember that my long range scanning systems are not going to be of any use to me here. We still need to be in an open area where I can be of more service. Deadman added as he pointed at her.
Thread: Deus Ex Machina (BlisteredBlood x darkangel76)

Mara felt a wave of relief wash over her when Deadman agreed with her logic. She mumbled a small bit of thanks to the grandfather she never knew for creating something that could understand and began to head toward another door that seemed to lead toward the back of the building. She knew it was dark outside. Dark and cold and the smell of snow had definitely been in the air. She wondered if that would impede any of his scanners he claimed he could use to assist them in their getaway. This way, Mara whispered as she stalked down the long corridor that seemed to go on endlessly. After several minutes, they finally reached the end. She looked over at Deadman and gave him a curt nod. Ill go first and make sure no ones out there. When I give you the signal, follow me. Swallowing lightly, Mara let her hand find the handle of her gunblade. Gripping it tighter than normal, she slowly, carefully edged her way out into the back loading docks. The place seemed deserted, but with the darkness surrounding them, it was difficult to tell if they were truly alone. Glancing up, she saw the moon overhead and from out of the sky, snow was now falling. Instinctually, she pulled her scarf up about her mouth and nose and began a sweep of the area. From what she could tell, no one was about. Turning her body, she signaled for Deadman to follow. She hoped that his scanners could work out where they were, to do a final check of the area for any potential threats. Do you think you can do a reading here? Mara asked. Locate any heat signatures or anything of that nature? She hoped so. Regardless, they needed to head toward the river. She had a transport waiting there, one that would take them to a safer place where they could plan their next move.
Thread: Deus Ex Machina (BlisteredBlood x darkangel76)

As he watched her move ahead of him, Deadman would soon begin to follow suit, keeping a bit of a distance from Mara initally. There was something about all of this that was still bothering him a great deal, and one of those things were when that man had told him that the came with them, that he would be shown the true nature of his capabilities. Just what did he mean by all of that, he wondered as he continued to walk behind Mara with his hands clenched into fists for now and his head held down low as he continued to walk with a thoughtful expression on his face. Furthermore, the fact that he was simply reawakened by this woman not more than at least 20 minutes ago. Soon enough though, he was soon met with a hard blast of frigid air as the two eventually came up to the back exit and Mara opened the door, but not before telling him to stay put until he was signaled to come out after her. Honestly, just who does this woman take him for? A child? He was more than capable to handle himself, thank you very much! It honestly irked him a great deal, but then again he figured he might as well follow directions for right now if the two of them were to be able to get out of this area. As he came out when signaled, Deadman had already put his hand up to the side of his helmet, fiddling around with it it for a moment as his long range scanning radar became active. By this time, a full visor came down over both eyes this time around, looking at the various details that were now being sent through his neural interface. It would take a little bit of triangulation, but after blowing up the map to get a better lock on their current location, it turned out that they were nowhere near what he had thought originally. Rather, it seemed as though they were in some part of Russia. It wasn't clear as to what, but he would figure it out sooner or later. Another press to a button on his helmet soon followed, releasing an ultrasonic sonar ping that expanded outward from his location, easily reaching 500 miles within moments. Apparently, there were still some heat signatures out there, but it was too early to tell in order to get a proper lock on what was out there still. He would focus on these heat signatures, narrowing his eyes at them quizzically as a lock began to form on them. It's hard to tell at this point, but there is something out there. I'm picking up at least two clusters of heat signals at least 200 yards to the northwest. He answered before the full visor tucked under his helmet again then looked to her.
Thread: Deus Ex Machina (BlisteredBlood x darkangel76)

Mara could sense that Deadman wasnt overly fond of her. If a cyborg could indeed feel, and she had a weird feeling this one somehow could, as humans did, shed go so far as to say he disliked her very much. She tried to think about how or why hed feel this way, but she was coming up blank. She honestly didnt think shed done anything to offend him. However, the fact that she thought she might have? It was enough for her to trust gut. It was typically spot on in such situations and given that, she had no other choice but go with it. Mara had no idea about anything when it came to the field of cybernetics. For all she knew there were unwritten and secret rules that werent meant to be broken and shed found a way to break the biggest and worst of them. The thought of that made her wince, was something she didnt like the idea of dwelling on. As her eyes lingered on Deadman for a moment longer than necessary, she decided it was his shred of humanity, the one he thought was lost and couldnt recall, that made him act as he was toward her. The thought of that gave her hope, but it also meant she needed to find a way to counter these negative affects she was seeming to have on him. The last thing she wanted was a lethal cyborg annoyed with her. More than likely theyre reconnaissance teams, Mara began. Her heart rate sped up as her nerves kicked into high gear. Though it wasnt the fear of what had happened or could happen with those spies. No. She was worried that shed somehow find a way to piss off the man standing next to her. Those men we dealt with might have been the initial scouts meant to do a generalized sweep so that they could report their findings and give the ok for them to move on in, she then said, half to herself and half to Deadman. Licking her lips, Mara suddenly wondered if part of the reason why Deadman was annoyed with her was because she was perhaps stepping on his ego. From what she knew of his past life, hed been a soldier. Of course he knew these things. Oh she felt so stupid. Blushing a little, Mara looked up into Deadmans eyes and gave him a look of worry. Im sure you know this, she began. But keep an eye on them. Well need to know if they start moving in or not. My guess is that they will and sooner than later. Mara was sure that her words would somehow get under the skin, or in Deadmans case, his metal casings, of the man standing before her. Given her current track record, they always seemed to. That said, why would this moment be any different? She doubted it would be, but she still held onto the hope that he could tell she wasnt meaning to insult him. Was that hope in vain? She didnt know, time would only tell. Regardless, she wouldnt be able to truly concentrate on such things until they were both safe, out of harms way. Not until they were both on her transport located on the river. Still blushing, Mara added, We do have a problem though. Taking a deep breath, she tried to calm herself down. That cluster you said is northwest of here? Its directly blocking our path to our ship.
Thread: Deus Ex Machina (BlisteredBlood x darkangel76)

It wasn't so much that Deadman outright hated her, but it was more or less annoying that she was basically leading him around when he was the one that should be directing traffic, possibly even protecting her from any and all threats that were heading his way. At least, that was what the cybernetics were saying, anyway. Besides, who was she in accordance to him, aside from being the person who released him from his tomb? When she began to speak of the cluster of heat signatures were possibly recon teams, Deadman simply nodded his head once at Mara as he once again reached a hand up to the side of his helmet once more as the full visor came down over both eyes once again, his scanners now having picked up movement from the both of them. It seemed as though they had begun their movements, but they were heading due southeast, heading in their direction. This made him narrow his eyes at this knowledge curiously for a little while before he gave a bit of a small grumble under his breath as he kept the visor down for now as he glanced towards Mara. Then if we are to head for your ship which is where you said it is, then I suggest we move around them so as to not to be spotted by the enemy. It looks to me on my scanners that there's at least anywhere between 30 to 50 smaller targets within the cluster that I can clearly see. He informed her. I can plot a safer route for us to travel in, but you need to be beside me at all costs and are not break off from me. There's no telling who they are or what their intentions are. With that, Deadman would then slide his visor back up into his helmet once again as he looked towards the northwest. The best route that I can logically decide on is a trek due east and keep going that way for 300 yards, He began, holding his hand out in that direction he mentioned. Then we hook around and then travel north. He concluded, holding his hand out facing north before looking back at Mara, noticing the blush on her face but didn't inquire about it.
Thread: Deus Ex Machina (BlisteredBlood x darkangel76)

Mara nodded at Deadmans response. She could tell that his inner soldier, coupled with the inner workings of his cybernetic circuitry, was starting to kick into full gear. She had to admit that it was an amazing thing to witness. It was apparent that not only did her grandfather and his colleague outdo themselves as far as their work was concerned, but it was also very clear that the base man theyd had to work with had to have been top notch back in his day. As she looked at him, she wondered if hed ever recall his previous time, a time long forgotten over the decades as wars raged on and rebel groups began to rise. Deadman had suggested they move around the cluster, a decision that was very logical. They had no choice but to do so given that they were trapped between the warehouse and the enemy recon group. And since they needed to head closer to the river, if at all possible, a route heading east made sense. Mara was very glad that Deadman had such accurate scanners at that very moment. Since he was able to pinpoint the heat signatures and even able to resolve the number of sources of the readout, he was able to efficiently determine how far they needed to head without being caught yet without extraneous travel. No human wouldve been able to achieve such a thing without a contact to a mission control or some other group that had satellite access. Mara stared at the hand that Deadman reached out for her to take. He said she needed to stay close, that she wasnt to let go of him no matter what happened. It was a big step into trusting this cybernetic work of art. She wondered if he realized that or if he just didnt care one way or the other. Take a few breaths, her cheeks still burning, she placed her smaller hand in his. Her heart pounding, she was surprised at how warm it was given that it was made of metal and the air was so frigid. She wondered if he had some sort of make up that allowed his cybernetic body to regulate his temperature or if she was just hoping for him to be human enough that it was merely causing her mind playing tricks on her. Whichever was the case, she relished the warmth it gave her as they had to travel through the bitter cold of night. The snow was falling harder now and the moon was bright. Mara hoped that she and Deadman could make it to their ship without detection. Once on board their getaway vehicle, shed order the man guarding it back to his alternate post. She didnt want anyone else with them once they were on board. It was too risky. The EUS resistance did indeed have their contacts in the SER, her ships guard being one of them. But this matter was one of great importance, not just for her nation but for her own personal agenda as well. Once alone, the two of them could then determine the best course of action together. And maybe just maybe she could help him jog his memory. If he even truly had one.
Thread: Deus Ex Machina (BlisteredBlood x darkangel76)

Mara held tightly onto Deadmans hand, it astounded her as to how warm it felt all things considered and it strangely threw her off guard. Trying not to dwell on it and deciding that it was the genius of both her grandfather and her colleague to make him seem more human than cyborg, at least in this instance, she turned her thoughts to the situation at hand. The weather was getting worse by the second, the temperature dropping as they moved closer to the water. The wind howling, the snow falling and blowing all about them. Clutching tightly onto Deadmans hand, Mara could feel her body shivering, the mini trembles getting harder and more noticeable with every step she took. She couldnt feel her legs any longer, they merely moved out of instinct and familiarity since the two of them had been walking for several yards. Just when Mara felt her hands going numb despite the heat she could swear she felt emanating off the man that held it, Deadman stopped. Shaking and quivering as the cold seeped into her bones making her want to collapse, she was suddenly picked up and placed onto his back. Curious? Mara thought to herself, wondering what exactly Deadman was doing. But it all too soon became clear. Deadman was sheltering Mara from the harshness of the elements, trying to make it easier on her. Her fragile human body couldnt withstand much more of the cold, especially given that time was of the essence and she was slowing down bit by bit as theyd been forging on ahead. She was glad he didnt say anything and just reacted. Shed have been more embarrassed than she already was, feeling to be more of a burden. Keeping quiet, she kept her body as still as she could as she remained on his back, his long blond hair covering her body and keeping her warm. Mara held onto Deadman tightly, afraid to let go and become separated from him. That just wasnt an outcome that was acceptable. She had no idea where the others, the enemies, were. But she knew they had to be close, trying to hone in on their location so as to cut them off in their alternate route around them. More than once she wanted to ask him what he knew and could see. But it was apparent that he was already adjusting and adapting to things as he learned them, so she decided not to interrupt his thoughts. At least not yet. Suddenly, Mara noticed that Deadman was changing his direction yet again and this caused her to start to worry. Whats wrong? she rasped out, her throat a bit dry from the wind and the cold. You changed direction again. Are we in danger? She honestly feared the worst, but strangely being on the back of not just any cyborg, but one her grandfather had played a major role in creating, helped ease that fear somewhat. She trusted that the man shed never met wouldnt have created anything less than astounding. How far off course are we? Can we still get to the ship?
Thread: Deus Ex Machina (BlisteredBlood x darkangel76)

Deadman had honestly not gone more than another five more yards when he heard Mara speak to him from over his shoulder, making the crimson clad cybernetic male look back at her curiously when she asked him about why he changed direction. His answer was simple, really. Not quite Mara, but there was something that began to attract my attention when one group within that cluster I was monitoring began to break away from the rest of the pack. My guess is that they're attempting to widen their search area to cover more ground, so I had to change my heading so that we were facing more towards the south when I received a Line Of Sight advisory. Granted, the weather might be beneficial, but something about that advisory told me it was a better idea for me to move in this direction. Deadman explained. As for how off course we are, I'd say not more than five yards off course. Possibly more if that cluster headed our way doesn't change directions. Not to worry though, I believe that we will be able to get to your ship so we can be on our way to wherever you reside in. He answered with a nod as he continued to travel in the same direction. By this time, Deadman began to notice that the same LOS advisory was starting inform him that something was coming in on them from the left. Looking in that direction when he began to pick up on something that had a long range detection module of some sort or another, Deadman narrowed his eyes at this for a moment before he began to pick up the pace as quick as he could and his grip on Mara began to increase slightly as he started to run. Alright Mara, this is the part where I hope you still hang onto me, because this ride of yours is about to get a little bit bumpy! I think I've been LOS'ed by one of those recon squads! Deadman informed her with a great deal of urgency in his voice.
Thread: The Office [StarlightKitten and Mr. D]

I just love my job. he thought, and couldn't help to laugh a quiet laugh as he double checked the numbers in the file he had on his brand new oak desk. It was his first day behind it, and he felt assured that it would be a good one. Charles had just been promoted as manager of the banks East Asia fund. He had no real passion for his job - he saw it more as an opportunity to earn large amounts of money and feel better then old ex girlfriends when he met them at high school reunion parties. Thats why he had put so much effort into getting this promotion. Well, at least that was half of the truth. The other half was named Daisy. When he first met her he had felt like a nervous schoolboy looking at the beauty of the class. Instantly, he had loved her. Unfortunately, she had turned out to be a teas - even though he never worked up the guts to ask, by just the tone of her voice she made it clear that she would never date a lowlife like him. That rejection had distorted his feelings for her. To protect himself from the feeling of failure, he had turned his love into hate, despising her more than any other living creature. It was hard for him to admit it, but half of the reason he had wanted this job so badly was that he didn't won her to have it. And now, as it turned out, he would not only have the her promotion, he would have her as well. Wearing his black Armani suit, with a blue tie that had cost him more then some make in a week, he smiled at the numbers in front of him. He let a hand run through his short black hair, his cold blue eyes fixed on the file he was reading. That little thief he said to himself. He got up and walked out from his office, out to the small cubicles where his subordinates worked. Yesterday, they had been his colleagues, now they were not. With a bright smile on his face, he walked up to Daisys desk. I want to see you in my office , miss Worwick. he said, emphasizing the word office, just to underline the fact that he had one when she had not. And bring some coffee. Sugar, no milk. Without even awaiting her response, he walked away, back to his office.