| Subject: Re: I got bored so I'm doing a future RPG |
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Cephis Rand
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Date Posted: 19:33:55 10/07/02 Mon
In reply to:
Mage o' War
's message, "Re: I got bored so I'm doing a future RPG" on 15:01:56 10/07/02 Mon
>Marcius let out a smirk.
>
>"First off, Lans...we're going no where near the
>center of the Empire. That's...galaxies away, as you
>should well know. I'm was stationed out here
>for...covert reasons. And yes, it could get worse.
>They do not know who you are. I'd be in your best
>interests if it remained that way." Marcius stated,
>staring at the other prince. "And if I were to slay
>them, I would say it. No, I'm too tired. Shields are
>easier for me to produce than massive firestorms and
>tornados."
>
>Marcius turned on his heels and walked back towards
>the opening of the dropship. Once there, he started to
>prepare casting a spell. Over the intercom, the
>dropship pilot started the count down.
OOC: Felt like maiming myself a little...I'm not making him a cripple or anything, nor any implants. Just having the living hell beaten out of him. M'kay?
A brief shock that ran throughout the ship announced the burners cutting in to stop the descent. The ramp began to lower itself onto the ground, and Cephis broke into a dead run down it. To hesitate was death. To distract oneself with pointless things was to give oneself to the reaper. No mistakes could be made.
As he reached the end of the ramp, Cephis put on an extra burst of speed and lept off, rolling under several cutting beams of crackling yellow death as he hit the ground.
[i] C'mon, you bastard, get those damned shields up! [e] his mind screamed.
Seeing a person out in the open, two rebel soldiers drew steel and rushed him, thinking the lone man a easy kill. Having no time for it, Cephis dispatched them with a quick burst from his arm cannon, and was away for the cover of the rocks before the bodies even hit the earth.
He spotted them: the sad remains of an Imperial group huddled behind a stone barrier, trading shots with the rebels. It was clear that the barrier was close to collapsing, and Cephis doubted that the soldiers would last long without the stones.
He threw himself into the crude bunker and brought his blade up in a quick parry, deflecting the near-fatal swing of a guard.
"Stop it, you damned fools, I'm from the prince's dropship!" he yelled, then slammed the pommel of his sword into the offending guard's gut, causing him to double over.
"I've been sent to get your sorry asses back to the ship. Now MOVE IT, I'll cover you." he spat, then propped himself onto the crumbling stone and growled as his arm cannon spat forth a stream of silvery death onto the hidden rebel soldiers, rewarding him with several screams.
"NOW!" he screamed at the shocked troops, and kicked at them. As one, they seemed to come to their senses and broke from the covering, darting between the feeble stone coverings that dotted the landscape between the bunker and the dropship.
Blast after blast slammed into the fort, sending cascades of stone pouring down all around Cephis. At least the prince was holding his end up, he noted, as the fire from a mounted cannon slammed into an invisible wall several feet from it, frying its operators in the backwash.
The last few of the soldiers were boarding the dropship. It was time. Firing one last burst from the cannon, this time into the earth between the two foes to send up a cloud of dirt, he darted from the structure and made a mad dash for the ship.
As he neared the ramp, Cephis was knocked in his shoulder by what seemed to be a thunderbolt and spun around. A wave of darkness passed across his eyes as he turned his head to stare at the burn mark.
"Damnit...not like this..." he snarled, and pulled himself to his feet, using the cannon as a brace. Just a few more feet, and he was out. Just a few more feet.
Five feet from the entrance, another blast caught him in the back. Cephis choked on the smell of his own cooking flesh as he pulled himself onto the ramp, using his elbows to pull his unresponcive lower body along.
Before he blacked out, he cloud see the ramp begin to rise, and felt the ship take off. His world filled with the peace of darkness, and he knew no more.
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