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#2010-10-24 05:19:34, as written by barney_fife

Michael Samuelle approached Ilse from a dark shadow in the corner of the bar. He was silent as he seemed to walk towards the woman for a moment, dark sunglasses obscuring his face for a moment as he moved to sit down. "Ilse Klein... Otto Staub won't be harming you any more." He said quietly as he moved to sit down.

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#2010-10-24 05:26:40, as written by barney_fife

Michael Samuelle smiled as he removed his sunglasses. "Who I am is not important, I'm here on behalf of a friend, who is unavailable at the moment." He said calmly. "Otto won't be bothering you because he was arrested a week ago, he's being detained in the base." He said as he ordered a drink to be placed before him. "Our mutual friend will garner a conviction and he'll be sent to Hadante."

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#2010-10-24 05:43:26, as written by barney_fife

Michael Samuelle nodded. "Perhaps." He said as he inspected his surroundings. "Kaiser won't be a problem... as for Otto.. he was arrested for talking about the wrong things in this bar, which is bugged.. it allowed our... mutual friend to jump in and apprehend him."

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#2010-10-24 05:56:45, as written by barney_fife

Michael Samuelle nodded. "Which is why I'll be protecting you." He then slid her an envelope, it had a planet shaped logo on the cover. And it read 'Intersun Liners' and if she opened it, inside would be a signed LDA Visa, 1,000 cubits, and a one way ticket from WCS (Wing City Spaceport) to CAP (Caprica City Spaceport) "Take this and go." he said quietly.

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#2010-10-24 06:07:30, as written by barney_fife

Michael Samuelle shook his head. "I can only protect you, I cannot fight a war for you... you can present a second set to Izumi.. but as for his Invictus.. I can't bring them all it would strain other echelons of our government. If they get visas and have money.. they can rent out a hotel and lay low until we wrap up the rest of Otto's gang."

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#2010-10-24 06:17:02, as written by barney_fife

Michael Samuelle remained neutral for a moment. "You don't know me because I do not exist, you understand." He said flatly as he shifted in his seat. "I know you through our mutual friend." He then saw one of the men eying them, all Ilse would notice was a sudden tingling sensation, not even a flash of light and the man would have a fine bloody mist emanate from his chest, and fall backwards. "If you want i'll stick around."

The setting changes from Gambit's Bar to The Arena

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#2010-11-05 07:34:29, as written by barney_fife

Michael Samuelle fades in from the shadows, clad in a black trench and dark sunglasses. Eyes glancing around as he kept his hands at his sides, once the shadows melted around him and faded away he took a step forward, the man making his way across the Arena floor before he took position in a corner of the Arena. Standing silently, he waited for something to happen.

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#2010-11-05 07:52:20, as written by barney_fife

Michael Samuelle remained quiet as the blob was launched towards him, tucking himself in a roll along his ledge on a craggy cliff, he would duck and barely miss the blob as it sailed over him, then he withdrew a small white ceramic cased weapon, fitting a large device over the barrel, it made an audible 'pop' and a line was hurled up towards a nearby crag, in a fluid motion, he clasped a carabiner on his belt and was pulled up abruptly. "Damnit..." The Blob was assigned as a threat, and he had to deal with it, so he swung on the line and quickly disconnected it from his weapon, sailing through the air he fired a second line towards the ledge where the Blob was residing. He was going to bring himself in close to deliver a blow.

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#2010-11-05 07:52:42, as written by barney_fife

Michael Samuelle /msg Patch Spiderman.. spiderman..

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#2010-11-05 08:15:38, as written by barney_fife

Michael Samuelle didn't actually fire anything at the incoming blob, as he was firing lines into the crag to escape, and so he pulled himself up towards the larger main blob by reeling in the lines and then throwing himself over and to the right of the blob, detaching the whole grappling assembly from the barrel of his weapon, he slung himself over the top and turned. Firing three shots into the blob, these weren't bullets, rather charged-particle beams, which flashed a bright red as bolts streaked towards the blob. All while small bullet blobs seared past him, three striking the man and knocking him down a few meters away.

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#2010-11-05 08:25:33, as written by barney_fife

Michael Samuelle All Aschen weapons are Directed-Energy there's no physical bullet.

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#2010-11-05 08:51:22, as written by barney_fife

Michael Samuelle was on the ground from the previous 'bullets' that struck his body armor, of course it hurt a little bit but he was largely unhurt, ducking and rolling to avoid the larger baseball sized bullets, he saw that his weapon was ineffective. So the man upped the ante and in his roll he withdrew a small cylinder shaped device and hurled it towards the blob, knowing exactly what the blob was going to do, so once the cylinder was absorbed, it detonated in a slurry of plasma and thermite, which burned at 3,000 degrees for several seconds, and the explosive force from blooming plasma added insult to injury, Michael hoped this would spray blob in all directions, before he followed up with two disruptor shots, red bolts towards Kento.

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#2010-11-05 09:09:17, as written by barney_fife

Michael Samuelle disappears into shadow.

The setting changes from The Arena to Dead End

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#2010-11-10 05:32:40, as written by barney_fife

There would be a long silence as the Agents said nothing, but rather they looked to the door as several men in cloaks and hats walked in, each of them wearing orange colored robes. "Special Agent Hanley... let us handle him." The lead man said, placing a hand upon her shoulder, these men were whom conditioned Fatin, the Kobollian Inquisition, men whom made torture and humiliation an art. "Special Agent Hanley, whom are the divine guiding hands in this universe?"

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#2010-11-10 05:37:41, as written by barney_fife

The Robe clad man nodded in sheer satisfaction. "So say we all." He said then he ran an iron claw along Yamin's neck. "The Infidels perish in the fiery chasm of tartarus, the unholy are cast from the avernakis... the heathens cower beneath the treads of the just.... so say we all." He said as the cold metal claw pulled away.

"This man... is your enemy, Lisette... This man represents evil, forged in the fiery depths by Hades himself."

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#2010-11-10 05:46:04, as written by barney_fife

The robed figure nodded. "Caelum videri esset. Et terra rus ad sidera tollere voltus. Ex Kobol, discent omnes..." He said as he ran the iron claw along the back of the man's neck.

"Tell me... whom do you follow... a man is not without his god?" The man said, getting in Yamin's face. "Those who are filled with pride, and whom refuse to bow down... shall be laid low and made unto dust..."

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#2010-11-10 05:54:06, as written by barney_fife

The Inquisitor nodded and stroked his chin. "Count Iblis... the Jealous god... cast aside by the gods... That woman is not Fatin Farah, that identity is a demon that has been cast unto oblivion... and you too... shall be counted as those who will face oblivion." He said with a toothy grin. Then he leaned back. "Do you hunger? Thirst?" He then took an apple from a nearby basket. "Do you want salvation? Or will you burn in eternal damnation?" He then grabbed the man by the back of the neck, the two other inquisitors grabbing him and tearing the back of his shirt off with a metal hook, while the lead withdrew a leather cat o'nine and brought one swift stroke upon Yamin's back. "One lash for each Lord almighty!"

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#2010-11-10 06:01:29, as written by barney_fife

The Inquisitor continued to beat the man and then after the lashings were finished, he stood upon his feet. "For the nature of your crimes you will be considered dead, a ward of the Inquisition until you repent for your sins." He said as he crossed his arms over his chest. "You have accomplices... who are they?" He asked, taking a step forward. "They will repent... who are they!?" He shouted, before bringing the metal hook across Yamin's face.

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