-Six holds a hand up-
Six: There are people here. Downstairs.
I remember a few of the trenchers talking about how they'd been ordered to perform a clean sweep of the area because they thought they'd be losing. So be ready.
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."Lab 32
-Well Six assuming your being cautious-
-You would probably stop at the stair-case's entrance to the sub-basement-
-We got some good news and some bad news-
-Good news-
-This is the jackpot, the place is fucking filled with servers-
-The bad news..... past the doorway you can make out 3 shapes-
-The first and biggest shape, is a set of power armor
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-A fairly big one, cracked open right now-
-Unpiloted-
-Next to the right, is a young woman
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-Standing at barely 5 feet tall, you would guess that she is the armor's pilot based on her size alone...-
-Especially given that due to the last shape being a 7 foot tall robot man kneeling beside her-
-looking something like this but black and green
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-And he defiantly would not fit-
-Some gentle music plays from the armor while they seem to be having this discussion
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Woman: .... What do you mean it isn't here?
Man: Exactly as I said Hashimoto-sama.... the data you are looking for isn't here either.
Woman Hashimoto-sama: Please don't tell me this one is a failure as well Nakajima-kun.....
edited 13th Nov '17 12:09:11 PM by Imca
-Omar and Momonga are also standing point, since Omar is putting together a few...surprises (read:explosives made from materials in the field), now that he's out of the rain-
-Momonga is staring out at the dragon while everyone is getting their stuff together-
-Zack, however, did follow behind Six, and since he's shorter than the behemoth of the walking armor and the pantsless lady, he doesn't really get what the whispering is about-
We Are Our Avatars Forever (Now on Discord by invitation, PM)-The two people continue talking, not having noticed you guys yet.-
Nakajima-kun: Not exactly Hashimoto-sama, while it is true that it isn't here I have managed to decipher where it is
Hashimoto: And that would be?
Nakajima: Shipyard 19 ma'am, the precursors were preparing to send there findings into the heavens

-Six moves towards the stairs-
-Cautiously, mind-
-Who knows what dead robots will drop in front of him and reactivate?-
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."