06-09-2015, 05:56 PM
To punch the smug son of a bitch in the face or not. That was the question. Between the four guards that stood behind the corporate fucker and the seven or so other contestants who may or may not stop me, my chances didn't look good that I would get away with a crack across the jaw. It was an awkward couple of minutes, where I stood side by side with the people whom moments ago I tried to, and in most cases succeed, kill. We mostly silently agreed to stand around in awkward silence and try not to look each other in the eye, and I was okay with taking my doo-dad and never coming back. I eventually settled on a single finger salute.
"Oh, none of that" The asshat responded "You knew what you were getting into when you signed the paper" That only made me want to shove his overpriced suit down his throat, but he was technically right.
I didn't waste a lot of time when I looked over the artifacts. Most of them were clothing, or some other strange accessory and the book I was 90% sure was made from human flesh. I didn't need that kind of bad voodoo I my head. I examined the last item of interest, the dagger. I was never a fan of knifes. The UAC didn't like the idea of an angry marine with something that could punch through a space station's component and I preferred the greater control of using my fists. But I was a pretty good looking weapon, all things considered, and I picked it up without much thought over the other artifacts.
"Right, fuck ya'll, I'm out of here" I spun a clean 180 and marched out of the room. One guard took to my side as he lead me to the teleporter, hopefully back to the beach of the Vastly Deep. I couldn't believe I'd miss it, but the idea of falling under an umbrella on the beach sounded like a nice get away. As I was about to jump through the pillar of energy back to the normal grind, I was stopped when I heard the familiar sound of high heels on tile. I turned around and saw the lady who had been there when I woke up. She nearly tripped a few times, but she managed to get a duffle bag into my hands before the guard got pushy.
"Your things...sir" she has out of breath and had trouble when she tried to lift the bag into my hands. I easy took it, and when I looked inside everything was there. Broken helmet and all"
"Heh. Finally something good. Thank you" I then left Dante's Abyss and all its trouble behind me.
"Oh, none of that" The asshat responded "You knew what you were getting into when you signed the paper" That only made me want to shove his overpriced suit down his throat, but he was technically right.
I didn't waste a lot of time when I looked over the artifacts. Most of them were clothing, or some other strange accessory and the book I was 90% sure was made from human flesh. I didn't need that kind of bad voodoo I my head. I examined the last item of interest, the dagger. I was never a fan of knifes. The UAC didn't like the idea of an angry marine with something that could punch through a space station's component and I preferred the greater control of using my fists. But I was a pretty good looking weapon, all things considered, and I picked it up without much thought over the other artifacts.
"Right, fuck ya'll, I'm out of here" I spun a clean 180 and marched out of the room. One guard took to my side as he lead me to the teleporter, hopefully back to the beach of the Vastly Deep. I couldn't believe I'd miss it, but the idea of falling under an umbrella on the beach sounded like a nice get away. As I was about to jump through the pillar of energy back to the normal grind, I was stopped when I heard the familiar sound of high heels on tile. I turned around and saw the lady who had been there when I woke up. She nearly tripped a few times, but she managed to get a duffle bag into my hands before the guard got pushy.
"Your things...sir" she has out of breath and had trouble when she tried to lift the bag into my hands. I easy took it, and when I looked inside everything was there. Broken helmet and all"
"Heh. Finally something good. Thank you" I then left Dante's Abyss and all its trouble behind me.
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