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Post by Talon on May 30, 2009 21:54:19 GMT -5
Nocturn's dropship rapidly accelerated towards the massive, reflective black blot of space before them. The ship then turned around and drifted backwards into a port on the lower-left of the ship, the entire dropship resounding with a loud 'KA-CHUNK' as its landing gear engaged. There were several beeps issued from a light at the top of the dropship's hatch, then said hatch slowly opened. The Veritech Nocturn ushered them out ot the vehicle, arms folded and a smirk in his voice as he gestured to the massive docking bay, where dozens of ships and hundreds of bots scurried about,
"Ladies, welcome to Tenkyanon, the new Machinima..."
A voice echoed over some intercom in the bay,
"Visitors are to report to Lab 1-52 via Elevator number 4 immedeatly. Repeat, visitors must report to Lab 1-52 via Elevator number 4 immedeatly."
"Ohp, thats us. C'mon!" Nocturn barked happily, taking the girl's lead as they headed for the other end of the bay.
They then entered a large elevator, several beeps issuing as the massive double-plated doors slid shut. For about half a minute, they rode in silence as the bay could be seen through the thick windows in said elevator rapidly shrinking away before dissapearing completely against a wall of black. Nocturn looked out the window opposite of the entrance bay, staring out into the starry void beyond. Finally, the elevator stopped, and the doors slid open with several clicks and a whir of sudden, stale air. Nocturn then led them down the long, windowed hallway, eventually stopping at another pair of doors. The doors clicked open with another wave of stale air, and Nocturn saluted, stepping to the side.
"It's you two and Boss from here on-in. I'll be waiting here to escort you back down to the bay when you're ready."
The two were then lightly pushed into the octagonal room beyond, where the floor and ceiling were composed of small, hexagonal, fluroescent white 'tiles', the center bearing a steel-gray metal pillar. The walls were nothing but seven more doors, each labeled with a large, black number, leading from 50-57.
"Good afternoon, ladies. How're you doing today?" A single droid's voice echoed over unseen speakers.
"Alright ladies, this is just part of the routine. We hate to trouble you with it, but you're going to have to be decontaminated before you can head to the lab sector... absolute cleanliness is required. We hope you understand."
The bot 'cleared its voice' as two 'circles' of the tiles shot up, forming a wall around the pair of half-dragons. The walls were glowing with the same intensity as the rest of the room, but gave a more definite sense of solidity.
"Well, now we're going to ask you to strip down for the ultra-flash treatment. Please close your eyes and mouth when you're done disrobing, or medical problems may occur." The voice droned, slightly hesistant.
A hole opened up in the floor before them in each circle, the voice adding,
"Please deposit all clothing into the holes. New clothes will be assigned shortly after the decontamination process."
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Post by Azure_Ghidorah on May 30, 2009 23:34:10 GMT -5
Myrr grit her teeth at the request.
'Xe, I'm going to kill you when we get back, and then maybe again if i feel like it...' she thought. The half dragon heard Xeno gulp in her mind, scared of how the light half of the duo might decide to kill the hybrid as both did as requested.
"They better make this fast." Myrr muttered before closing her eyes and mouth, Xeno quickly following.
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Post by Talon on May 31, 2009 0:22:00 GMT -5
"Thank you, ladies. This'll only take a moment." The voice replied.
The walls around the two seemed to get twice as bright for a moment, then there was an extremely bright, hot flash of violet light. A short stinging sensation ran over their bodies, hardly notable as it died away as quickly as it was there. There seemed to be a fine dust on their frames after the event.
"Alright then, proceeding with the second phase."
A quick blast of hot water from all directions removed the 'dust', the water draining into the holes.
"Second phase complete, heading onto the third phase..."
The two were showered again, but this time it was a foul, chemical-smelling fluid that lasted several seconds longer.
"Almost done..."
Another spray of hot water hit them once more from all angles, then a wave of hot air followed, quickly drying the half-dragons. Each hole in the floor closed, then another opened, and elevated out with what appeared to be clothes exactly like the ones the Myrr's had entered in, only slightly lighter in color.
"Alright, just get dressed and you're finished here." The droid echoed with a slight cheery tone.
After they'd complied, the walls lowered, and the door labeled '52' opened up, leading into a much dimmer hallway, lit only by neon blue-white light-strips on either side of the floor.
"Just head on in, and we'll do the rest. Have a nice day!" The bot chimed.
As they did so, the floor automatically moved forward under them, the door sliding shut behind them as they went, making the hall even darker. A full 30 seconds passed, the only noise being the small whirring of the floor beneath them. Finally, they reached the end, where another door opened, leading them into a room appearing a dim blue in color, lit by phosphorescent lights of the same color, lining the ceiling of the large, circular room. The walls were lined by steel tables, all of them with neatly-arranged parts all lined out on them. The center bore a familiar angular machine, humming to itself, surrounded by a circle of mechanical arms hanging from the ceiling as it stood before another humanoid object.
"Ahh, about time you two showed up! But no matter, for the suit is done!" The droid barked without looking at them.
He finally whirled toward them, gesturing to said suit, held up by several arms. It was slightly bulkier than Myrr's suit, and the shoulder weapons were replaced by two rectangular 'boxes', and the right forearm was in the shape of Xeno's Phazon Cannon, and the left had most of the hand exposed; other than that, it looked just like Myrr's. The color was unknown due to the light in the room.
"Alright, not only will this suit help control your Phazon problem, Xeno, but it's also equipped with some rather fancy tech, if I do say so myself. Yours is a bit more armored than Myrr's, and has the same abilities (save the barrier and weapons), figuring you're more of the brawler than she, no offense. It has an upgraded version of your Phaze Blaster (but it can be converted into a normal arm-piece as well), a cloaking system that'll hide you and your heat signature for a minute at a time. Also, for the hell of it, I threw in some missile packs; each holds 8 at a time."
The bot then nabbed something off of a nearby table, and grabbed Xeno by the arm, pulling her closer.
"And....!"
He plucked Xeno's old PED out with a plier-like device, then hit her in the same spot with a needle-like device. There was a 'snick!' noise, and the bot withdrew the device, nodding.
"There's your new PED, which is designed to work in-tandem with your suit."
He then held up Xeno's old PED, a tiny little thing with faded coloration and several exposed areas revealing the circuitry underneath.
"Old one was almost worn out; had you gone another week, it would've went kaput. The new one, however, keeps your Phazon completely in-check, and is five times as acid-proof, as well as electrical-proof, so you won't need to worry about it shorting out if you're hit with lightning or something." He explained.
He folded his arms, then added,
"Oh, and I didn't know what color to paint it, so I set up a system that'll let you change the coloration as you wish. Just open the template on the helm's main screen, and pick the color scheme vocally."
His tail swayed, and he went to work on what appeared to be one of his Strike Fins, held up by some sort of anti-gravity beam.
"Myrr, I can upgrade yours anytime soon if you wish, just contact myself, my troops, or Lora; but in the meantime, any questions?"
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Post by Azure_Ghidorah on May 31, 2009 18:04:16 GMT -5
"First, thanks for going out of your way to build this for Xe, we both really appreciate that." Myrr said, giving a slight smile to the droid.
"Yeah... thanks..." Xeno added, seeing as her light half already summed up what she was going to say.
"And second, no offense taken, she is more up close and personal." the half dragon continued.
Xeno grinned and bowed slightly to the droid, "Again, thanks! And no questions really. As soon as we get the suit, we'll just get out of your way."
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Post by Talon on May 31, 2009 18:30:14 GMT -5
O'Malley gave a slight wave of his hand, back to the two as he replied,
"Bah, t'was nothing! If anything, I should thank you, Xeno... I'm running out of projects as of late, and this entertained me for at least a little while. Oh, and Myrr, keep my suit-upgrade offer in mind..."
He then turned around and grabbed the suit, pressing a panel on the neck-section of the suit. The suit abruptly pulled into itself until it resembled but the torso piece with the shoulders & forearms mounted on the back, the legs having pulled up into the waist until the knees were touching the lower-stomach portion of the chestplate. The helmet pulled in halfway into the upper torso as well.
"Makes it easier to carry." O'Malley mused, twirling the new Strike Fin about.
With that, he waved the lab door open, waving them off.
"Be sure to test it out as soon as you can!" He barked.
With that, he began work on some sort of narrow, rectangular rifle of sorts, back turned to the two half-dragons once more. All that remained now was the trip back down to the launch bay.
"Don't worry about all the procedures now, it's only for people entering. Just head on down to the elevator, and someone will lead you back down to the ship." He muttered to them.
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Post by Azure_Ghidorah on May 31, 2009 19:33:36 GMT -5
"Thank god..." Myrr hissed below everybodies hearing range, understandably hating the procedures as both of the went back the way they came, Xeno's PED suit in hand. It was an uneventful trip, seeing as there wasn't really anything of interest, and stood by the elevator, Myrr sighing to herself while waiting for the person O'Malley said would come.
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Post by Talon on May 31, 2009 19:46:17 GMT -5
The elevator was heard rumbling up towards them, and the doors slid open to reveal Nocturn leaning against the wall, arms folded.
"Well, I assume everything went well..."
As they were brought in, the doors slid shut behind them, and they traveled back down to the bay in silence, Nocturn staring out the space-side window as they went. Eventually, the elevator stopped, and the three made their way back down to the dropship, some commotion going on at the left-most end of the bay. Nocturn sighed, glaring in its direction, but simply led the girls back to the dropship, where it'd been waiting the entire time. The trio stepped on board, the ship took off, and the 20 minute flight back to Earth had started.
"We'll just drop you two back off where we found ya, is that alright?" The pilot asked.
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Post by Azure_Ghidorah on May 31, 2009 20:18:04 GMT -5
"Works for us" the Myrrs replied in sync. Myrr sighed to herself, staring out a window, while Xeno took to a calm silence, not really having much to talk about. The two stayed that way, until they returned back to the river and disembarked from the ship.
[End Thread, I assume]
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