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Nov 4, 2015 23:54:14 GMT 10 |
Post by Deleted on Nov 4, 2015 23:54:14 GMT 10
It reflected badly on Xia-Yu to have been captured by the UNSC but the thing was she had let them capture her. The cyborg needed access to a certain UNSC base on the planet, mainly due to being able to discover certain UNSC communication codes there, and the only way she could have managed to get herself in would had been via getting herself captured. When captured and escorted to the brig Xia-Yu had acted out the role of a prisoner refusing to let herself get captured. She had struggled, kicked and fought against her captors all part of a cleverly constructed ploy to lull the security into thinking they'd captured her. When it came to having her equipment removed, her guns and armour, Xia-Yu continued struggling even then but eventually she was forced to concede defeat and in an odd display of co-operative behaviour the AWOL even talked her captors through how to safely remove her armour without damaging it. Stupidly enough the marines responsible for removing her armour actually followed her instructions through to the letter safely removing her armour without damaging it. Xia-Yu realised the reason for that was probably because they wanted the armour intact and undamaged to have a science team somewhere study and reverse engineer it but that didn't really matter. She'd have escaped captivity, reclaimed her armour, killed her captors, gotten the codes and then escaped before the UNSC had a chance at reverse engineering her armour.
Xia-Yu had spent a few hours sitting in her cell feeling an intense pain in her chest. This pain was the all too familiar sensation of regret as it finally dawned upon the AWOL. She knew why she'd picked this base as her target. It had been one of the locations she trained at all those years ago and she even recognised the faces of a few of the staff but luckily enough nobody recognised her which made sense as her face's physically appearance had been drastically changed by her synthetic components. Eventually the guards returned and Xia-Yu was forcibly escorted out of her cell, through the gun metal grey corridors of the base and into what she easily knew was an interrogation room. The AWOL was forced into a chair at a table and had her hands cuffed to it which was not surprising however luckily Xia-Yu had planned for that eventuality. Little did the guards know in the depths of her clothing she had hidden a few lock picks away which were useless on electronic locks but stupidly the UNSC still employed traditional hand cuffs on human captives. The AWOL sat expectantly in her chair her back straight as she began to hum patiently. It was fortunate that none of the guards stationed here had any way to know of just how far Xia-Yu's cybernetic augmentations went.
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Nov 5, 2015 0:12:02 GMT 10 |
Post by PyreWolf11 on Nov 5, 2015 0:12:02 GMT 10
| [attr="class","bmsk"]I want this to happen. "My my I have never been one for interrogation rooms."Angel had the door halfway open when he had started talking."Always so cramped, oh and the people watching over you. My, its just very unsettling. You may leave now."Angel moved to the center of the room, and signaled for the guards to leave."Teto are we alone?""No one's watching." "Good, now what should I call you? It seems that the UNSC just call you an AWOL or my next target, but that seems a bit impersonal doesn't it. But while we are talking about the UNSC I might as well congratulate you on the fact of how much you've managed to piss them off. They really don't like you. But then again that would be something we have in common."
Angel moved again looking at the two way mirror. then moving to lean on a wall. |
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Nov 5, 2015 4:01:24 GMT 10 |
Post by Deleted on Nov 5, 2015 4:01:24 GMT 10
Xia-Yu sat patiently inside the interrogation room merely wasting time. Her plan of success hinged on the human guards growing complacent and thinking they had defeated her. It was likely that none of the guards here were the type to grow complacent but with long tours of duty humans often grew lazy, irresponsible and predictable so the odds were in her favor already. Xia-Yu heard the door open behind her and waited patiently for whom she assumed was the interrogator to arrive and sit down. When Xia-Yu saw that her interrogator was a Spartan no less she mentally groaned to herself well aware that a Spartan can and indeed would throw a monkey wrench into her plans. Xia-Yu stared blankly at the Spartan as he talked asking for her name which was just so funny. Despite the fact she rarely laughed the AWOL found it very amusing that the Spartan asked for her name as if she'd just give it out. "My name is my name." She danced around the question making it pretty clear that Xia-Yu wasn't going to be giving her name out any time soon; in fact the only way the UNSC could find our her identity would be if they took a sample of her DNA and doing that would require the UNSC to cut her open and remove a sample of her insides via surgery. The reason for that was because Xia-Yu had synthetic blood, skin and no finger prints what so ever. "Of course they do not like me." Xia-Yu was planning a very easy game for her making it very clear she wasn't going to reveal any personal information regarding her identity. She wouldn't reveal her name, where she was from, her career or anything that could be used to trace her down except her appearance but that was something she could easily remedy by killing people. Once upon a time Xia-Yu would naively reveal that Mike wasn't the first Spartan she'd met but that would be something the UNSC could use to track her so she kept that tidbit of information to herself.
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Nov 5, 2015 12:34:31 GMT 10 |
Post by PyreWolf11 on Nov 5, 2015 12:34:31 GMT 10
| [attr="class","bmsk"]I want this to happen. "Well then, so this is how its going to be. Well its a good thing I'm not UNSC then."Angel moved down to the empty seat, pulled it away from the table and sat in it. "Now lets get down to business Xia-Yu."Oh you two are on a first name basis now?" "Now as it would be there isn't any thing on this base that is important to ether the UNSC or ONI so why would it be that someone of your... Expertise try to infiltrate this base, let alone get captured. So it begs the question. What are you doing here?" |
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Nov 5, 2015 22:35:34 GMT 10 |
Post by Deleted on Nov 5, 2015 22:35:34 GMT 10
Not UNSC? If he wasn't UNSC then he could be possibly work for to get access to this military base? Pondering that question only one answer reached Xia-Yu and she realised that Mike here must have been working for some sort of intelligence agency and that was very bad news. Xia-Yu didn't know how this Spartan learned her name but it must have been one of the people she told he name to and believe me that was a very short list. The AWOL was incredibly angry that this dog of ONI had the nerve to dirty her name with his tongue. "Do not sully that name with your tongue.." In the first display of any real emotion the AWOL scowled at Mike with an anger so intense it would make paint melt. It might seem irrational, which it was, for Xia-Yu to get incredibly angry about having a member of Oni using her name but you have to realise the UNSC, and Oni by extension, were responsible for what had happened to her. Obviously Mike was curious as to why Xia-Yu had allowed herself to get captured and why she'd "failed" to infiltrate the base and obviously he would not be finding out. Xia-Yu remained silent refusing to answer Mike's question regarding why she was here. See if she foolishly revealed her reason for being here then Mike could easily arrange for heightened security around her objective. "Would you mind detaching the hand cuffs from the table?" It was a stupid question to ask and Xia-Yu had the feeling an answer would be no but the thing was her goal was to waste time and get herself sent back to her cell and unlike Mike she could probably afford to wait a very long time.
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Nov 6, 2015 0:00:27 GMT 10 |
Post by PyreWolf11 on Nov 6, 2015 0:00:27 GMT 10
| [attr="class","bmsk"]I want this to happen. "Hand cuffs? I didn't realize that you were in a pair. Now see I don't have the key but."Angel moved from the seat and removed his sidearm."Here let me get that for you."Angel pulled the trigger and shot the link to the hand cuffs.
"That's one way to do it." Angel put the gun back to his leg and sat back down.
"The door is still unlocked too if you want to leave, I'm not going to stop you."
With Angel already sitting down he feet up on the table and put his attention to his datapad.
"As I said, I'm not UNSC, in fact they consider me an 'AWOL' aswell. So for all I care you can leave, officially I'm not here so no skin of my shoulder. But if you do stay you could always try and help me with some paperwork, owning a warship brings a lot of paperwork." |
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Nov 6, 2015 3:45:33 GMT 10 |
Post by Deleted on Nov 6, 2015 3:45:33 GMT 10
When Mike stood up and removed the gun from his side Xia-Yu tensed up naturally. She didn't feel comfortable being unarmed in a cramp room with a Spartan who just so happened to have a gun at his side. Fortunately when Mike fired and shoot her handcuffs apart Xia-Yu relaxed and stared blankly at Mike indeed grateful for the fact he freed her from the handcuffs but that still didn't change the fact he was a Spartan and all Spartans either worked for the UNSC or had worked for the UNSC at some point. In a surprising display of agility Xia-Yu wrapped her legs around the chair she was sitting on, did a handstand on the table then bent her back to slam the chair into Mike's head. All of this happened in a blink of an eye and were Mike a normal human he'd struggle to even see it happen yet alone react but fortunately he was not a normal human. Xia-Yu let go of the chair and hopped back standing on the table scowling at Mike. There was nothing but venom and pure hatred in her eyes all of which was directed purely at Mike. "I do not care if you're AWOL or not. All Spartans have at some point assisted either the UNSC or Oni and that makes you the most vile type of creature ever imaginable." It was very clear that Xia-Yu's hatred for the UNSC and anything related to them went beyond rational thought but the reason for that was because she felt very little in the way of emotion. Anger, bitterness, melancholy and regret were pretty much the only emotions Xia-Yu was able to feel any more; the reasons for that were both mental and physical. For starters she suffered from brain damage and while the Insurrection had managed to repair some of the damage with cybernetic augmentation they had failed to repair all of it. Secondly considering her past, the loss and betrayals she's been through would you be surprised that Xia-Yu had emotional issues? Nobody sane would.
Still squatting on the table Xia-Yu was taken aback by Mike's nonchalant attitude about her leaving. It was a trick it had to be. No way was Mike serious about the door being unlocked and his own lack of concern whether she left or not. No way he could possibly be telling the truth especially considering he worked with or for ONI. ONI agents were always a bunch of liars but perhaps there was a way to test if Mike was telling the truth of not. "So you really do not care if I leave or not hm? Even if I were to..let's say leave and murder everybody I meet? Alright. If that's true...prove it. Get me all of the items that were confiscated from me upon arrival and maybe I'll assist you with your paper work." Bringing Xia-Yu her armour would actually assist Mike in getting this paper work done as having additional limbs and hands would in fact make filling out numerous different sheets of paper easy. "Oh and if I discover any of your soldiers have damaged or stolen the necklace I was wearing upon arrival then I will hunt those soldiers down and take a blood payment." Xiayu hopped off the table landing next to Mike then picked the chair up. She realigned the chair on the ground and sat on it scowling at Mike her legs and arms crossed. Xia-Yu's body language was, understandably, very closed off with her limbs folded and held close to her body; it was part of her naive sub-consciousness that folding her limbs and closing off her body would in fact offer some form of protection but alas that was a falsehood if she ever saw one. Of course that didn't mean folding her limbs didn't at least make her feel secure even though she was well away that she was not especially considering the presence of the Spartan.
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Nov 6, 2015 11:58:31 GMT 10 |
Post by PyreWolf11 on Nov 6, 2015 11:58:31 GMT 10
| [attr="class","bmsk"]I want this to happen. "Hmm? Here I'll let you in on something. I don't take orders from you." Angel pulled out his gun again. "Oh and if you don't believe me when I say its unlocked."Angel shot the door handle."I'd say I was telling the truth. Sixth door on the left, Storage room B is where your armour is being kept. I'd say you'd have maybe two minutes before they come to check on why I've fired my gun. Make use of that time. Oh and their not my men so kill them if you want, as I said before I'm not UNSC and officially I'm not here.""Section V doesn't have any feud with you, so we're not going to intervene with what you do. It's sort of a "don't hit us and we wont hit back" situation." "You've got less then a minute and a half now. Better make haste." |
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Nov 6, 2015 13:03:33 GMT 10 |
Post by Deleted on Nov 6, 2015 13:03:33 GMT 10
While it was true that Xia-Yu had no authority over Mike she'd thought the Spartan would at least see the value in a rapport of trust between himself and Xia-Yu if only so the female AWOL could manipulate that to her advantage. Oh well it didn't really matter if she managed to get Mike to do things for her or not. Watching silently as the Spartan fired his gun at the door Xia-Yu didn't need telling twice. She jumped out of the chair and walked right out of the room. Equipping her armour took more than a little while and so by the time she walked out of the room where her property had been stored Xia-Yu found herself faced with numerous armed guards. The AWOL sighed to herself and threw herself at the four guards. Moments latter those four guards would be dead lying in the hallway with knife wounds and broken necks marking their forms. In any normal situation, despite how subjective the term normal was, Xia-Yu would just take her leave and complete her objective then get out of here but she was curious about Mike. Wearing her armour now Xia-Yu walked back into the interrogative room and sat back down upon her chair. "So care to indulge me why exactly you're being so nonchalant about this?[/color]" If Mike really did work for Oni then wouldn't he behave in a vastly different manner than this? Questions upon questions mounted up as Xia-Yu curiously wondered why Mike was acting in the way he was.
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Nov 6, 2015 14:51:43 GMT 10 |
Post by PyreWolf11 on Nov 6, 2015 14:51:43 GMT 10
| [attr="class","bmsk"]I want this to happen. Angel drew his gun again and shot just to the side of the AWOL's head, hitting the guard that was aiming a pistol at her. "As I said, I'm considered as an AWOL too, but I work to keep others inline, that one behind you was an ex-ODST who didn't like us Spartan II's much, he was responsible for the death of one of my teammates. By feeding intell to remnant." "There's a unmarked Pelican in hanger bay two if you want it. nothing special so." Angel stood up and put away his datapad.
"Anyway it seems I am needed back on my ship, take the pelican if you wish. I don't really care if you do or don't. Oh and yes I do have another reason why I'm here, so if I was you, I'd leave as soon as possible, I hear that MAC rounds are quiet destructive."
Angel walked pass the AWOL, while Teto's image stayed behind.
"I hope for your sake that you understand what he just said." Teto's image then faded away as Angel moved out of transmitting range. |
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Nov 7, 2015 4:44:03 GMT 10 |
Post by Deleted on Nov 7, 2015 4:44:03 GMT 10
Another bullet flew out of the barrel of Mike's weapon burring itself inside of a guard that had been pointing a gun at Xia-Yu's head. The AWOL was surprised that alarms hadn't been sounded yet but then again this was a small base with what was essentially a skeleton force assigned to it so she shrugged it off. In all honesty Xia-Yu didn't really care much about Mike's job of keeping AWOLS in line and the fact he revealed that soldier he just shot was an ODST AWOL raised so many questions. Xia-Yu decided that she was just going to go complete her mission and so began walking out of the interrogation room. It was a good thing she decided to leave as from Mike and his A.I friend she acquired some rather concerning information. Apparently Mike was going to blast this base into a crater with a MAC cannon, for some strange reason, which would put Xia-Yu in a tight spot. Taking the Spartan's advice Xia-Yu ran through the base, broke into the radio room, got the decryption keys she wanted and then ran all the way to hanger. She had cut it very close but Xia-Yu managed to get into the Pelican, start the engines up and fly a safe enough distance away from the base to avoid being blasted sky high by a Mac round. The AWOL had been cutting that little mission of hers very close but she luckily enough managed to complete her objective and even got a Pelican for herself out of it; it was nothing special but she had the money and contacts to trick the Pelican out if she really wanted to or she might just sell it. It didn't really matter as right now Xia-Yu needed to find a way off world before the UNSC showed up in force to investigate the sudden destruction of a small scale, but still active, communication relay.
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Nov 7, 2015 10:19:55 GMT 10 |
Post by PyreWolf11 on Nov 7, 2015 10:19:55 GMT 10
| [attr="class","bmsk"]Title Of Thread Angel walked on to the bridge of the HailFire, as he walked pass all his bridge officers they all seemed to stop what they were doing for the few seconds he walked pass them and then go back to what they were dong.
"Targeting solution ready. MAC charged to 100% ready to fire at your command." "Fire."Even from the bridge you could hear the MAC fire, Angel watch as the round left the ship and fell down in to Earths gravity. the devastation of the ground would be tremendous."Teto tell me we got what we were looking for.""Its hard to say, the BioScan I did proved little results, but I know how to make it better for when we next meet. And you are one of the few people who have seen her armour and survived so that's be a plus. But as far as we know her skin is very different to what it should be, the scan didn't penetrate enough for any other results." "Good, and the pelican?""Its gone, I could activate the remote detonation if you wanted, or i could track it." "That will be all Teto, my guess is that we'll be seeing that AWOL again. Very soon." |
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