May 19: RED

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May 19: RED

Postby Ivan Petrenko » Thu Feb 17, 2011 8:57 pm

Sergei, in a training suit, stood in the Danger Room as a snowy Russian village appeared before him. Several military vehicles sat in town, and the soldiers they had carried had turned it into a makeshift base. He breathed out and began to sneak towards the nearest house.

A soldier exited the back. As soon as both the door had closed and the soldier had walked out of view of the door's small window, the white-haired mutant ambushed the soldier with a knockout blow before dragging him into the brush. He shifted enough to bend the barrel of the soldier's rifle, de-shifted, and sneaked inside.
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Re: May 19: RED

Postby Ivan Petrenko » Sat Feb 19, 2011 6:27 pm

Once inside, he ducked into a room. There were documents on the desk and began to search through them for clues to where the villagers were being help. Among them was a map, which upon study revealed they were being held in a large building near the center of town. He put the map back down and made his way back into the hall.

He stopped and sniffed the air as unseen golden tendrils lowered behind him, trailing silently for his neck. At the last moment, Sergei evaded and turned to face his foe. A rather pretty blond man in a long green coat lowered from the ceiling, his extremely long hair having held him in position like a spider's legs.

"So the program gave me you did it?"

"Of course, busenfreund," the German-accented man smirked with a predatory gaze dripping with sarcasm as whips of hair extended from his sleeves. "It vill be a shame to ruin such a pretty face... second to mine of course."

A moment later, a half-form Sergei was tossed out the front door. He was followed by the blond, walking on tentacular legs of animated hair. As Sergei lunged at the man, he was grabbed around the neck by the tendrils and raised up.

"My my, somevone has let themselves go..." the man smirked as Sergei struggled.

As Sergei would pass out and couldn't free himself, the safety protocols kicked in. "Simulation terminated," the computer chimed before the program de-rezzed and Sergei hit the ground.

<"God damnit!"> he cursed in Russian.
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