08-31-2016, 09:07 AM
Marcus looked over at the Captain for a second, his false eyes studying the man before slightly tapping his fingers along the seat.
On the other hand, he had wondered about if he himself really could stop Skynet from causing anymore damage to the Omniverse without help. He knew he had ripped the chip out from his head but he felt more like a team.
He had confidence in the mission, but he wondered what was really going on. They embarked on a mission with little knowledge about the client themselves. They could be walking into a trap for all he knew.
The terminator squeezed his fist and looked down. Skynet was out there still and he was up here. Skynet could get to him here, what about the plane? It could be choatic.
He’d take the blame if Skynet somehow was responsible for more.
As the Captain heard the words “Flight Path Complete: Arrival Imminent.”, he ran to the jump point and Marcus followed soon after.
After the landing, and trudging through muddy waters, The terminator was muddied for the time being.
It was times like these Marcus wanted his old “resistance” coat back that he slipped off a dead resistance fighter.
Marcus closed his eyes and summoned a exact copy of the trench coat he wore a while back.
It appeared on him and Marcus caught up with the stealthier Captain America. The peddlers tried to sell their wares, but Marcus wasn’t all that hungry if he could eat. He saw Captain America stop and finally found the mystery man in question.
The blue hat with the feather. There was their client.
Marcus eyed the man and crossed his arms, eyeing Captain America trusting him to do the talking so far.
On the other hand, he had wondered about if he himself really could stop Skynet from causing anymore damage to the Omniverse without help. He knew he had ripped the chip out from his head but he felt more like a team.
He had confidence in the mission, but he wondered what was really going on. They embarked on a mission with little knowledge about the client themselves. They could be walking into a trap for all he knew.
The terminator squeezed his fist and looked down. Skynet was out there still and he was up here. Skynet could get to him here, what about the plane? It could be choatic.
He’d take the blame if Skynet somehow was responsible for more.
As the Captain heard the words “Flight Path Complete: Arrival Imminent.”, he ran to the jump point and Marcus followed soon after.
After the landing, and trudging through muddy waters, The terminator was muddied for the time being.
It was times like these Marcus wanted his old “resistance” coat back that he slipped off a dead resistance fighter.
Marcus closed his eyes and summoned a exact copy of the trench coat he wore a while back.
It appeared on him and Marcus caught up with the stealthier Captain America. The peddlers tried to sell their wares, but Marcus wasn’t all that hungry if he could eat. He saw Captain America stop and finally found the mystery man in question.
The blue hat with the feather. There was their client.
Marcus eyed the man and crossed his arms, eyeing Captain America trusting him to do the talking so far.
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