| On a Train Going Anywhere; (Blitz/Cimi) | |
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| Topic Started: Feb 15 2016, 06:31 AM (109 Views) | |
| Umbraflamma | Feb 15 2016, 06:31 AM Post #1 |
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0400 Hours 04/6/007/3 New Eden's Cross Station New Eden, HAF held territory in the eastern CSE Union area ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The smoke of the charged exhaust added to the already persistent smog of New Eden. The air was choking n a way, smelling strongly of ozone, those not attuned to it would find the concentrations of Aether in the air to be irritating to the extreme, as teh ozone burned their lungs (Aether pollution as some would call it). the urge to cough would rise in many people. The Train station was in the dead center of town, using large rotating plates to orient the trains on the directions and tracks needed for their destinations. The dark of the night was broken by the bright artificial lights that cut through the gloom, glinting off the black metal flooring. The sounds of airships low over head gave off their very unique whine, signaling their nature as belonging to harbinger's air security teams. all in all even from a distance, at night the lights could be seen from miles around, earning much disdain from the locals. New eden itself was established smack dab in the middle of land disputed by two city states. Both claimed the land, but never made a move on it fear reprisal from the other. when harbinger moved in they lacked the force or ability to challenge them. And so new eden spawned from the ground like an artificial tumor, it's massive unnatural towers dwarfing the forests and nature around them. And so this is where it begins. "Hey, i hope you weren't waiting long..." called a voice. his two ghostly green eyes shined out of the gloom long before his face was visible. The eyes were unnerving, as if they were looking through you. Extremely long blonde hair and a face that could only be described as pretty were revealed by a passing searchlight. The man stood at 6'2 and had a compact build. He had a huge blade slung across his back that simply looked comical, but he bore the uniform of a SCION First Class, and the rifle slung across his shoulder was all business. He was a member of the elite of the Elite. "Hey there, you seem kinda uptight, i had some trouble getting my bike on board. The name is SFC Nibel, but you can call me Blitz." he had a good natured smile, even in the face of the naturally terrifying aura that Dark Knights exuded by virtue of being. "You are the merc i was supposed to be meeting right...?" |
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| Umbraflamma | Mar 3 2016, 07:10 PM Post #21 |
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They recieved the food and got started. "Yeah, the path of the SCION was something i knew i wanted. there are cost's but..." as he said that the waitress came back with a mix of fear and excitement. "Thank you." he said with a smile and also recieved an extra napkin with something penned on it. With a smile he pocketed it and dug in. Blitz ate fast, like he was in a military chow hall. he managed to finish effectively double rations in the time most soldiers did one. IT was then that the alert siren came on as the sounds of boots hitting the roof were heard, something was happening. |
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