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Re: Ultimate Organization (IC)

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Memories slowly emerged as she arrived at the hospital. She couldn't remember what had happened before she came, but when her life with the UO began, those memories were crystal clear. They weren't always happy ones but they were dear nonetheless. Fighting, living, existing beside her friends had given her a reason to continue- a flame to hold onto when the world seemed dark. Now, it was like a spark.

They had been told, they had been warned, and yet they still insisted on fighting so she could live. The spark flickered. The staff was like a flurry around her, checking machines and equipment, waiting for the doctor that would supposedly save her.

Wait, supposedly?

A trickle of strength began to flow and the spark began to grow. Maybe the letter wouldn't be necessary. To laugh, to cry, to exist- hadn't that been enough of a reason to fight even in the face of certain death? Death may be granted but it didn't have to be now. She was part of the UO after all! Bellatrix sat up slowly, getting a few worried glances as she smiled sheepishly. The doctor had arrived it seem.

"Carpe Diem," she muttered to herself, "Carpe Diem..."

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Re: Ultimate Organization (IC)

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The world seemed more at peace after the bomb disturbance. Sage sat atop an old crumbling building, apparently it was some sort of hotel at one time. He had finished writing his recent experiences down in the Tablet and set it aside. A swift chill rushed about him as the breeze tossed his dreaded hair. He was good at this... being at peace. One of the things he could honestly say he had mastered was learning to fit in with his surroundings. Not by people standards, but by the ways of the planet.

Space was endless and cold. Sage seemed slightly better groomed but just as raggedy as normal. He stared out the port hole of the ship he was on. An expedition model, meant for short quick trips. There were few others on the vessel and even fewer whom he actually knew. The planet before him was small. In fact, it wasn't considered a planet at all. It was more of a traveling moon. One day, it might drift into the orbit of a larger world but for now, it floated peacefully by itself. Sage watched as the two men on the moon jumped about and placed different tech gadgets on it. They were measuring the energy level of the world, seeing how dominant the power was. They leaped about like large white rabbits in there suits. Poking here and there until they were finally pulled back in. One of the men, a soldier by the name of Marcus Briggot took off his helmet and approached the old man.

"Nothing new to report to ya. The place is as dormant as any other rock. I guess it will remain that way for a long time."

Sage gave his a polite smile and said,

"Thank you my boy." The old man continued staring out the window. He took out his book and marked the location of the planet. He would have to come back one day. Best make it easy for him to find it.


Sage snapped from his day dream and stood up. He had been on the roof for days it seemed. It was time to move on and he knew where he was needed next.
FIGHT THE GOOD FIGHT!!!
"Truth be told... I couldn't lay a finger on the man."

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Re: Ultimate Organization (IC)

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The soldier still had his gun trained on Kamachi. "Those are our VR Simulators. U.P.A property. Need permission to access 'em. and I'm pretty sure you don't have an permission."

The other soldier, who seemed to be quite a bit calmer than his counterpart said, "So, let me get this straight...You let your,uh, kid get drunk and then you punch him to throw up the alcohol in his system?" Taking another look at the two Kamachi's, the soldier noticed their wings. "Hmm..." he said to himself, as he watched the four. "What business do you have here?" he asked after a minute of pondering.

***

Donald took a minute to look at his patients condition, before beginning to proceed with the operation. Walking towards Bellatrix quickly, he calmly said, "Bellatrix, is it? Everything's going to be fine. We're going to put some anesthetic in to help you relax while we operate. It seems you've contracted a D.N.A sickness."

The doctor paused for a second as one of his assistants walked towards him and said, "What little records we have on her state she's a Utopian, and you know how the deal with them...and-"

"I'm aware of that, but you overlook the fact that we've cured Utopians of their little "problem" before", not to mention she's a little to young to die from Utopian Old Age," Donald explained, knowing his assistant was referring to the Utopians notoriously short lifespans. Most Utopians don't live past their thirties due to a genetic virus instilled upon all of their children from birth. No one exactly knows why. Utopians were weird that way. Bellatrix's case seemed t be an advanced version of the Virus, however. While this wasn't uncurable, Donald was interested in it.

"Also, we her D.N.A isn't...normal," the assistant said. "It's far to unbalanced for a normal human. She doesn't have any modifications that we know of, it just seems that-"

"Her chemical makeup is deteriorating," Donald nodded. "Hmm, she's a Utopian clone. How unfortunate that someone would give you such a short life to live. Don't worry, though. Once we're done operating, you'll be able to live a normal human life." Donald then placed a device over Bellatrix's face and allowed the anesthetic to run through her system.

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Re: Ultimate Organization (IC)

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"We're part of the Ultimate Organization. Heard of them?" Kamachi told a partial lie, as they couldn't really be a part of it if they had only known the people for less than a day, but he figured that it would boost their status if he said it.
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Re: Ultimate Organization (IC)

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The soldier brandishing his gun, cocked his head to the side, before looking at the other. After a moment he said, "That's fine and all, but since you're with the Ultimate Organization, why don't we let General Colinhad handle this when he gives you all the mission briefing, eh?"

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Re: Ultimate Organization (IC)

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A surge of panic rose in her but as the anesthetic ran its course, her body relaxed and everything went fuzzy. Her breathing was shallow but it became a little deeper as her eyes slowly closed. She could hear someone singing as she slipped into unconsciousness. A familiar voice. It was melodic and soothing. She was right there with that golden hair and aqua eyes with her hand out and holding Bella's. Warm and distant. Right there...

"Row, row, row your boat gently down the stream... Merrily, merrily, merrily, life is but a dream... Come on Bells, you know this song. Remember when we used to sing it together when we were kids? It used to describe our lives so perfectly! But of course now, you really do have a good life. The perfect one for you. Enjoy my life well Bell. God knows you deserved it more than me..."

The singing turned to laughter and Bella knew she was in good hands. The doctor would take care of her and she would live. But for now, she had to rest. A smile was brought to Bella's lips as she slipped completely into dream world. Soon enough, she was knocked out cold and ready for surgery.

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Re: Ultimate Organization (IC)

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Wing watched the Doctor from the door way, arms folded over his chest. He wasn't leaving her side, and would intervene if they tried to do anything fishy. After all, they were still the UPA, not all had been forgiven.

He watched as everything seemed to happen in slow motion, Aero silently by his side, hands folded in front of her.

"She's a clone...but she's still human...idiots..." He whispered under his breath. "Clones always contract genetic disease early, because they age much quicker internally." He shook his head, wishing there was something he could do.

Of course there was something he could do, but he'd never give her that burden just so she could pull through this. It wouldn't be fair to her. He couldn't bring himself to create a phoenix the way the Emperor told him was possible, Rune and Darius flashed in his mind, causing him to cringe in pain. Aero, seeing this placed a comforting hand on his arm. He smiled warmly, and held her hand their with his own, the two stood and watched as Bella slipped in to unconsciousness.

"You better come okay?" He shouted to her. "We'll be right here waiting." He hoped she had heard him, as he was gently pushed outside as the nurse closed the door.

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Re: Ultimate Organization (IC)

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"Who? Sorry, this is our first day of being part of the UO." Well, that didn't go entirely smooth.

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Xane and Mellodia watched as Wing walked out of the door as the nurse closed it. Xane leaned against the wall, with Mellodia resting her head on his shoulders. They would wait outside the door, and wait...and wait until they were sure their friend would be okay. The doctors were working quickly. Only time would tell when they'd finally be done.

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The soldier breathed a heavy sigh, "General Colinhad. Our commanding officer. He's supposed to be meeting your group to discuss the situation with the Tian Ren and the other gangs."

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Re: Ultimate Organization (IC)

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"Gangs, huh? I was with a gang once...didn't go so well. I had to kill the leader and most of the members. Anyway, so where are we supposed to do?"

While Kamachi was saying that, Chad was walking over to the simulators. "Heh...are these simulators? I can use them?"

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"Well, the Tian Ren aren't a simple gang anymore," the soldier said. "They're forming alliances with all of the other gangs. But, you'll find out more about that in the briefing like I said." The soldier then turned his head to look at Chad. "No, you can't use them," he frowned. "You're still not authorized. At least not yet anyway. If you're new members of the Ultimate Organization, like you say, then we might let you have a run in the simulator later down the line."

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Re: Ultimate Organization (IC)

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"Eh, whatever" said Chad, assuming a bored look on his face and in his stance. "It's probably way crappier than the ones I made. So, when is this 'briefing' anyway?"

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Re: Ultimate Organization (IC)

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The more easily agitated soldier frowned at Chad's comment, muttering, "Huh. Doubt it..." under his breath, as his calmer comrade shot him a look before explaining the situation.

"Once your friend Bellatrix is all healed up, General Colinhad will have you all gathered into the meeting room for the briefing," the calm soldier said. "Now, if you don't mind, will have to ask you to leave the VR room for now." The soldiers then returned to their posts and took a moment to salute the new UO members.

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Chad chuckled at their solute. "Heh, whatever...come on fishes."

Once they were outside the room, Kama sat at the doors, looking at the art, while Kama said "who is Bellatrix?"

"Be damned if I know" replied Chad. "Lets walk back to where the other people are."

Kamachi led the pack up the stairs to the main level. Then, right when his head poked up over the last stair, he saw a fox. He immediately lunged at it with no hesitation, his claws out, ready to strike and kill. Finally! Some real food! No live animals on here...what load of bullshit.

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Re: Ultimate Organization (IC)

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The blue fox was waiting patiently and quietly, unsure of what to do at this point. Should he wander around, looking for things to do? Maybe help out in some way or another? As he was still deciding, Ris' ears suddenly swiveled back behind him, his furry tail lashing out as he nearly instinctively crouched down. Placing a hand on the ground for support, the Arctic vulpine twisted his torso, swiftly launching the bottom of his foot towards Kamachi's chest.

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Re: Ultimate Organization (IC)

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Heh, he's a feisty one Kamachi thought as the blue food was about to kick him in the chest. Kamachi swung his weight to the left of the food, landing behind him as he was still in the air. Quickly, he turned around and shot his signature move, Lightning Bolt, at the fox with his finger.

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(OOC: As I'm unsure, I'm going to treat it as normal electricity XD Forgive me if I'm wrong.)

'Suck...'

Ris tried to get out of the way, jumping back onto his feet, but the bolt connected with his left shoulder. As a result, he was sent spinning through the air backwards, soon landing with a thud on the ground. Groaning, the fox sat up, his fur sticking up slightly from the sudden electrical jolt.

"Tough guy, eh?" he muttered, getting back onto his feet, a little shakily at first, and examining his shoulder for a moment. The fur surrounding it was blackened, and not very surprisingly, the corresponding arm didn't seem to want to cooperate for a while. "Fine." Whoever this guy was, even though he did seem vaguely familiar, Ris wasn't going to back down over a little bit of lightning and the temporary loss of an arm.

Spreading his feet further apart, his right side towards Kamachi, the vulpine raised his clenched fist to chest-height. His blue eyes began to narrow as his tail occasionally flicked back and forth behind him. "Come on, what else've ya got?"

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"A lot, actually" Kamachi said as he pulled out a knife, aiming for the food's head. If he could make this as clean as possible, good. If he couldn't, just as well.

"Speed slice!" Kamachi said as he brought the knife down towards the food.

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Ris leapt backwards out of his opponent's reach, hunched over with his good hand near the ground as he slid backwards, eventually skidding to a stop. Giving his head a brisk shake, a smirk crossed his muzzle and his blue eyes flashed with mischief.

"I'm not gonna lie, that wasn't bad...But I've seen better. I've gotta ask, though--What's your motivation for suddenly attacking an innocent vulpine like me?" Although the fox sincerely wanted to know, it was obvious by his voice that he didn't feel very concerned about the situation he was in.

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Re: Ultimate Organization (IC)

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"Heh, isn't it obvious? I'm hungry. The food I ate earlier was crap."

Kamachi took his knife, ignited it on fire, and threw it towards the blue food.

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