Rested Sentiment

[Malachii]

It echoed down the cityway passage for mere seconds before swallowed within the storm pushing forward across the Entertainment zone of Omni-1.

No-one else would have heard it, no implant could even heighten ones senses to detect the slightest whisper of the uttered word "... peace?" The end of a sentence spoken out to judgement.

It had been two years of becoming one with what had been taught...

... no.

What had been fed throughout his internal training, his development. Arriving amongst a crowd that numbered in their thousands, dripped through efficiently into Rubi-Ka and the company. Things are different now then what they were, is that not always the way of existence? Pushing on onto pages that are not quite completely written if not at all. Of course most would not remember their creation or recreation. Older members of Rubi-Ka would not recollect the machines that changed their bodies, the devices that constantly forced energy through unconstructed bodies... the beginning. Currently, people arrive from beyond this process, recreating their lives after processed through the orbiting station.

Rain followed wind. The notum storm now finding new pastures beyond the Entertainment zone and the creator of his own finality, for now, still seemed unsure as to what do to. At a total loss of how to allow himself to discover the answer to the incoming wave upon wave of questions he could hear screaming to himself, pleading for haste to pull through this situation he found himself kneeling before.

What must he do?

Take to what is to be done. Fatal choices were to be forced into reality now. Again. As always.

The Daemon Squad Specialist kept his stance taunt, aggressive toward any motive in objection to an incoming future to become part of countless histories. Feeling it uprise within, Gabriel had heard it before it was repeated a second time. Finality now flavoured the words.

"Please... " The objective yet again searching for a means to an end, to escape what was to become. "Please, there must be another way... Wait! Take a step toward showing that there can be peace?"

Gabriel could simply stare ahead at the kneeling figure, keeping himself to the shadows away from clear sight. Reclaim residual effects were not always effective on removing all previous uninsured experiences from individuals."I will... offer you your peace. Consider yourself saved."

Standing slowly, the objective nodded slowly. Heavy eyebrows knotting as eyes searched the darkness, another question sliding across the inside of his mind to his mouth to be spoken. Second thoughts slashed across what he suddenly considered a risky move. He instead began to move away from what had threatened him. Away from what now saved him from erasing what he stored within himself, now he could continue his mission.

Once again, across the district, the sound of energy being released into the air errupted. The storm swept again as if it had returned for something forgotten. The rain increased and soon soaked into the body of a man who lay dead across a cityway passage. Pinned to his clothing near to the fatal entry wound around the lapel of a smouldering shirt collar, a dark winged figure.


- Malachii, member of the Society of Salvation. Visit us at: http://pub199.ezboard.com/bnewsociety

[Tussa]

[Can I just say...WOW! I have no idea where you're going with this, but please write more.]

[_______________Lunya]

((erm, i would reply IC, but my character is currently.... dead. *cough* so, i would like to say... hon, i am not quite sure what you're talking about or where you're going with this, but your words are amazing as always... and i sure hope you tell me what they mean. *grin* nice job, very very impressive as usual. please keep it up. ))

ps: ((you didn't see me, my character is dead))

[Stefano-Kyren]

In Rubi-Ka's most popular nightclub, down the hallway and to the left was the famous Glass Dance Floor in there was many party goers and ravers of all access levels dancing, talking, drinking but just in the hallway was one man a Opifex with black long hair and sleek blue shades his name...Stefano.

I was standing in the hallway hearing echos of music and the chatter of party people, I was waiting for someone to arrive, a partner if you will. Out of nowhere I heard a whisper

"Over here.. behind you"

I turned around to see nothing...just the door and a light, then suddenly a short man appeared out of thin air with a sniper rifle in his hand

"There you are! Shouldn't sneak up on me like that." I exclaimed..rather loudly

"Shhh! Talk in whispers we don't want unescessary attention"

"Right, now you get her downstairs to the bar I will be waiting there"

"Okay, make sure you are there contacted her now"

The Agent disapeared in thin air like all Agents do. I walked down into the bottom floor of the Glass Dance Floor looking up to see people dancing.

I said to myself "One of these days that thing will fall.." then I made sure my helmet was on..for a disguise..I wasn't paranoid Really! Anyway! I continued to the bar and slapped on my Concealment Device..the bartender was off duty.oor on a lunch break. My Comm rang

" She's on her way and I'm following her stay hidden"

"Roger that"

After a minute or two I saw her walking down the ramp..alone..but not really with my partner following her. She approached the bar and looked around, I had my concealment device on...after a minute she spoke

"Hello? Anyone here?"

Almost simotaniuosly me and my partner appeared out of thin air, he spoke..

"Greetings...Sensuality It is an honur to be around someone so..popular"

"Hello.. and why thank you.. I guess I really am popular"

She turned around and saw me, she had seen me before and said excentricly

"Hey Stef!"

"Hello"

She turned back to my partner and he spoke

"You are popular with both sides correct?"

"Yes that correct"

"And you have affiliations with the Clans correct?"

"Well, I was born Clan then joined Omni-Tek so I have Clan family"

"Is it true that one time when Clans attacked a Omni City you attacked like a human shield to protect the Clans saying your Miss Omni-Tek and your above the law?"

"NO! That is definnatly not true! I used to be Clan but not anymore"

My partner shot a grin and I draw out my prized possession my sword called the Stygian Desolater taken fro, the corpse of Aztur the Immortal. At the sight of my sword she backed off towards the wall, I followed her but only my partners eyes followed her. She was obviously scared

"Stefano what are you doing!? Please put that away!"

I eyed out of the corner my eye my partner loading his gun with a single bullet then aiming for Sensuality, I swung my sword making a gash in her arm but she was only wounded, my partner lifted his gun then Sensuality started screaming

"HELP! Somebody! HELP ME!"

Nobody could hear her because of the loud music but..I saw her hit a button on her comm device. I backed off and my partner took the shot and hit her in the chest, she collapsed against the wall dying he disapeared into thin air as did I but not in time for a anotheer Agent to appear he saw me but not my partner he was from Xtronica Entertainment...Sensuality obviously sent out of emergency signal over her Guild Comm Channel. I ran for it and hid in the hallway having quick Opifex speed I got away and observed from afar. I saw the Agent named Eeos run to Sensuality and another woman as well I heard them yell

"Who did this!? We need help! Please!"

I saw Sensuality die right there and the others watch after the events I needed a drink my partner was nowhere to be seen. I sat down at the upstairs bar and got a XXX Plumbo Beer Can after about 10 minutes I saw Sensuality run up the ramp to the couchs followed by about 3 Men with guns and another woman I contacted my partner

"Bodyguards...about 3"

"I know..I am right on top of them finishing off this job"

I watched from afar seeing them talk..to my surpised other people were laughing about the murder..she just cursed back them and continued to sob

"Stefano..its done..I used the poisen on her and the effects are kicking in very well"

"Okay good..meet me in the hallway"

I walked down the ramp and saw my partner once again we talked in whispers

"That was a job well done right?" I said

"Yes, we killed her and got her on her toes for more"

"Well..you should get some rest we still got more to do...Malachii"

Malachii laighed then disapeared I walked back into the Glass Dance Floor to see Sensuality rather sick.. surronded by her corrupted members of Xtronica Entertainement she was throwing up all over then they screamed

"Quickly!! Get her to Omni-Med! Hurry!"

Then someone saw me...it was a Atrox Trader he approached saying

"What did you do to her!? I will kill you for this!"

He didnt relize my sword was already in his chest..then he fell onto the floor. After all the fun I walked to through the hallway on my way out until I heard a voice of someone I didn't know

"You a cold man aren't ya? Like someone else I know..."

[Malachii]

Do you feel it?

Savour it, breathe it in through tightened jaws, gritted teeth. Suck up the air, filter the sensations.

Can you feel it?

Yes... yes you can.

Keep at it now. Why stop? Do not stop. Never stop. Motion is what keeps you safe. Keep moving. Keep going.

Feeling it searing comfort into your veins now?

Runs thicker than water. Precious that it is.
No more now. Replicated over and over... over and over.

Oh you can take more.

Bring more, take more. Plead away to escape the numbness that threatens to take this away.

Kill it now.

Kill it...

Keep taking. Give no more. Give no more, for tears shall pour from ducts bled raw... mark it down to shadowed sound.

Feel the fear. Feel the bitter savouring pain.

The hooded shape heaves shoulders violently, breathing hard with mind intent on controlling itself from losing all control, all automotive biomechanics. Forehead rested slowly against the jagged rock wall, eyes intensely focused upon things that do not exist. Things that he ignores. Tensing his neck to tilt his head to a slight angle he focuses on a single point beyond the surface before him, beyond a point any mind would fail to create and he spins that paradox into his brain until the voices become angry, frustrated that each other voice has it's opinions out there over theirs... and so he hears them scream over screaming.

Before moving back one step from what he faces he lowers his shredded fists away from the wall, congealing, sticky matter clinging to both skin and stone until both arms rest alongside his body which suddenly calms in radical movement. Gabriel holds a final stare at the nonexistent with a tightened brow... then walks away into the city, pulling on his armoured gloves. Two pools of his own blood on either side of his boot and what covered and drips from the wall now left to starve. The flow contained for now.

He has much work to do.

So much unfinished business to start, to find, to seek him out... to use him.

Within... he can hear the echo's of his own howls above the many as he fades away into the city crowds of Omni-1.

"...use me! USE ME!"

[Malachii]

"Guy... we have dates to keep. We have work to do. You know where to begin but a fine tuning is required. Meet at the usual place, the usual time and we can set about the next part of what must be done. A title will be taken and apologies will be made."

Settling back against the darkness of the public access terminal corridor, Gabriel held his eyes to the screen as the message was sent and the trace route disc filtered through the connections to fan out the signal to delay and segment the message to a calculated set of terminals that would be accessed succesfully by the other party to piece together and understand what was sent.

Placing a single finger upon the nose rim of his sunglasses he presses them further toward his face. Checking that his location was not compromised within seconds the figure of Gabriel disappears and is away.

[Lurai]

A click was heard faintly, as Han smiled to the now stopped Gabe.

"Going somewhere comrade?" he smiled, the PNG Tactical Revolver held eye level, hammer back, finger on trigger. "In a rush to be somewhere?"

The gun wasn't loaded, but this wasn't the six shooter he was accustomed to, and since the loader wasn't visible, it was hard to tell. If Gabe reacted, he had no problem going back to reclaim. He had been there five times today, and it made no difference to him.

A moment passed, and Han became quickly uncomfortable in the heavy, hot air. Something dark passed through his mind, a fleeting scream of pain, an image of agony. Moments became Hours, and when it had faded, no one had moved. It was just he jesting with Gabe, but whether thats how it seemed was up to him. Han's mind left quickly to the thought, and he became quickly destracted.

[Malachii]

Before he chanced himself away to the darkened areas of the city, usually his means to pass through unnoticed, Dericad must have somehow happened across his location and Gabriel would have to make certain that if a next time was due, it would be safe guarded.

The dull click gave away the weight of what was held in the desk workers hands. Satisfied that the revolver was potentially a prank, competence had arisen long before. Using his agile body and heightened senses, Dericad would have found the metal barrell end firmly placed between his lips.

... Of course this wasn't to occur.

"Enjoying your walk out from the grid?" Motioning a finger to press behind his ear a strand of hair. Slow breath pushed through Gabriel's nostrils, head tilting slightly with his eyes cast over the rim of the rounded, dark sunglasses. "Or are you trailing the spook?"
Blinking once through a moments confusion, Dericad's own special brewed caffiene, induced brief twitch that rippled across his left cheek. Revolver lowered ever so slightly although still pointing to the back of Gabriel's neck and Gabriel seemed to be making no move at all against this mock hostile action. Dericad shrugged.
"Not at all Gabe, not at all. On the trailing reference. Just showing interest and curiosity as to what you get up to. That... is all."
Taking a few focused steps forward, Gabriel smiled to himself. "And you do this by such a dangerous method of interest."
"You're a dangerous man Gabe, I've seen your file. April has placed me in charge of keeping the files in order and..."
"... I wouldn't continue."
Dericad looked bewildered at the sudden interruption which quickly faded with a quick nod. "Yes, you're right. Too much information."
"Rather, information that isn't important for me to know."
Dust picked up between the two men with a sudden, strong gust. Gabriel had kept his figure poised for any hostile actions that the desk jockey could show, as the wind swept Gabriel's long coat out across his left side, Dericad could see that Gabriel's leg muscles were tensed for sudden movement. Picking up one corner of his mouth into a half smile, Dericad nodded and lowered the revolver back into a holster, strapped neatly within the suit he wore.
"You should not believe everything you... should not read." The voice trailed away with the dying wind, Dericad wiped desert sand from his eye and Gabriel was gone. No hope finding him now with the agents honed skills on concealing his whereabouts or direction. Casting a glance over his immediate area and to a raised platform of construction piping he concluded that Gabriel was no longer in the area. Perhaps. Picking up his breifcase and giving it a quick brush with the sleeve of his suit, Dericad fancied himself another coffee.
"Heck, didn't want to get my new suit dirty anyway..."

[Lurai]

Dericad chuckled. Malachii was a favorite, and he loved screwing with his head. April sent me to watch him, bull****. He chuckled and called after the quickly fading Gabe.

"GABE! Have some coffee eh?!" he called, laughing all the while. He turned on his heel, only to hear a small pop burst, and a white hot pain seared through his chest. His eyes went wide as he dropped, the padding hardly helping. A high powered energy beam shot from a high velocity rifle tore a hole straight through suit, Omni-Pol, and flesh as he colapsed to the floor spasming in agony. A bit of blood escaped his mouth, as he choked and sputtered for air.

[Stefano-Kyren]

It was one of the most terrible rainstorms in Rubi-Ka.. RK News ssent out a flood warning for citizens in the Omni-1 region but that didn't stop me... I kept pushing on through the streets of Omni-1 Entertainment District. It seemed dead.. not a living soul too be found except for the usual bums and woman looking for attention.. I didn't bother to even look at scum such as them.. people wouldn't expect me to be out on this day, most everyone thinks I am very optimistic about life, love, the future, and other things... but I am not..a mere shield from everyone else it started about...20 years ago..

"Captian!" a voice echoed throughout the hallway

"What do you want Lt. Kenley!?"

That was me...Lt. Kenley

"S..Sir! Orders from the General say to go out and inspect the opposing forces with Squadrom A in 200 Hours!"

"Okay Thank you Lt. Kenley, Dismissed!"

I saluted and walked back to my post... 20 Years ago there was a Militia Base in Mort..now known as the ruins where Cyborgs wander and Sentinels made camp.. my old base. Now back to the past..

"Hey! Stef!"

A familier voice rang out from down the hall

"Hey! Garry how's it going? Finish Advanced Gun Comabt 101 yet?"

The big Atrox smiled at me

"Yeah...don't know why they are putting me throught it..I am an Enforcer Profession I don't use guns"

"You have to be trained in all combat to be in this base"

The Atrox laughed then gave me a punch, me being a Opifex sent me flying back..of course it was a freindly punch but...Atroxs a big people

"Yeah..well..I must be going back to training"

"Okay Seeyou Garry"

We both went down opposite halls..then out of nowhere there was a massive explosion I thought must be Clanners again but...no..it was Cyborgs more advance in every way.. failed expirments by scientists at Omni-Med to make Soldiers faster, stronger, wiser, and better in every way, but it corrupted there minds and they snapped killing everything... walking Hell the way I'd put it

"ALERT! All combat personal outside immediatly for orders I repeat All combat personal outside immediatly for orders"

"Oh ****!" I yelled out loud

I ran as fast as I could outdoors on my way out I was handed a gun and basic Omni Armor, we were trained to suit up in armor in under 2 Minutes and load our guns in half a minute. I ran outside to see my leader and superior Commander Tompson 1st Brigade

"Everyone! Cyborgs are hitting us hard I want you to kill them on sight! Find there leader! And kill him first one to bring me there head will be rewarded! Long live the company! Dismissed!"

I ran out into the frontline, I saw Garry a few yards back smashing a Cyborg. One Cyborg took a shot at me but missed so I took a couple shots at him with my Assualt Rifle, he went down fast. About half a mile down I saw him...General Fredrickson..second in command of the Cyborgs he used to work for us but he was one of the experiments.. he was too powerful any normal Soldier to take down.. he used a sword belive it or not no gun..his sword was giant.., black handle with a red blade stained from blood of thousands he called it the Desolater. Being an Engineer Specialist I sent in some Wardroids for Fredrickson to keep him busy while I fended off some Cyborgs

"Everyone give them hell!!" screamed a Soldier

"You humans shall never prevail against us! Your are to weak and insucfiant for this planet!" Yelled Fredrickson while fending off my last Wardroid

Being my usual wise-ass self I fliped off Fredrickson..stuff like that could get a man Court Marshalled. The second he saw me he charged...just as he was going to kill me with one blow..Garry came to block him

"Run! Run! Kenley!"

I listend and ran fighting away Cyborgs from the two in a swordlock then out of nowhere...a shell...a type of nuke..or maybe C4?.. blew up our two buildings and anyone around them I was lucky enough to be out of the area but..not so lucky for Garry...and Fredrickson..I walked up to Fredricksons corpse and took his sword..a momento for Garry at reclaim...Cyborgs don't go to reclaim I laughed..a couple Soldiers survived as well, we suspected a Kamikaze Cyborg who had done this.

I checked every Reclaim Terminale and tryed to look up Garry's ID...nothing...a Perma Kill Bomb had been set off..thats when I went into denial..Garry...my freinds...my comrades...my home...gone!

Back to reality

I continued walking..seeing the Rompa bar in sight..that was my life from then on..**** happend..Serter...my best freind..executed even though he was inncocent...his fiance and another one of my freinds...gone..out of nowhere...Lunya's death...only ray of sunshine was Society of Salvation..and Sensuality's murder..yeah.

I looked up at the opposite roof across from Rompa's and headed up there..only to greet the cold rainy air..and another voice of my partner Malachii

"About time you made it...nothing yet" he whispered