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The Awakening of BRS: Guardians of the Dark Stone [An Black Rock Shooter RP]


Blace

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9 came to a screeching halt in his runner. Seemed the fight was over before he was able to get back. He shrugged a bit, seeing as he had had his fun. He dismissed the runner and walked quietly behind 10 and 04, looking to the one sitting on the pile of bodies. His eyes blinked under his helmet at her, as he recognized her instantly. "The one from the park right?" He asked, in his rather, well to some would see it as intimidating tone. Once he looked up to where 10 and 4 were going, keeping sure they hadn't gotten too far out of eye range, his attention returned to the girl on the pile, waiting for her to speak.
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GB1 was aout to stand to continue her way upstairs but heard footsteps coming her way. Her AI informed her of White Flash's approach so she waited for him to pass. He told her that the mission - whatever that was - was oer. So there was no reason to continu to the roof. "Ah, thank you. Saves me from using any more energy." She smiled towards White Flash as he continued walking. As she was standing up another prototype joined her. She recognized him as Black Twister, the 9th protoype made.

GB1 smiled at him, "Yes I was the one at the park. You see I enjoy parks. Makes me feel more human. I suppose we should evacuate the building since whatever was going on is over. No need for us to be here right." GB1 offered another smile and waited for him. She enjoyed cnversing with the other prototypes, though sne most of th kept to themselves she rarely got the chance.
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He nodded slowly to show he understood. "Seems I did not make it back in time..." He shrugged as he exhaled through the vents in his helmet, looking up at the building, then back to GB1. If he could have shown her a smile he might have, but then again there wasn't much to smile about these days, what with the world being taken over by these Vandread and everything like that. He cracked his neck slowly as he looked to the direction that everyone was going in. "Seems we need to head out...." He nodded to himself as he started off, looking back to see if GB1 was following.
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After a few stretches to get the kinks frm her back, GB1 placed her chakrums is the holsters on her right side and quickly fcell in step with Black Twister. She had to admit it was much nicr walking through this place with some company, besides yourself anyway.
"I suppose its bck to the original assignment. Protect the site of the original's resting place." She mused folding her hands behind her head. She didn't like doing that stupid mission. GB1 has some resentment for th original. She hated that she was created simply for that purpose. GB1 wanted a better purpose in her life. She sighed. Its not like she had a choice. "So how have you been?"
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He looked to her from under his helmet. "Surviving." He looked forward as they walked, rather interesting to have company while traveling. "Seem's it is what we are supposed to do....survive." He chuckled a bit. It was not a very assuring laugh, more so forced than genuine. He stretched a bit as his back cracked, followed by his shoulders, making the disks on his back rattle a bit, as did the three batons on his person. He dropped his arms as he looked up to the sky, trying to remember life before this destruction. He paused for a second, looking around slowly, a small sound, almost a growl rumbled his throat as he scanned the area, looking at everything as if sensing something there.
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