Remnants of the Earth
SPACE STATIONS => The Libra => Topic started by: ARAD V1.0 on March 14, 2016, 02:40:30 pm
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Segunda sighed slowly. With a bump from his shoulder, he toppled another drunkard that got in his way. He wasn't here on a pleasure trip, gods above no. He was here on an invitation. The rugged mercenary was here for a contract. Capture someone alive. It was quite rar someone asked him that.
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Addie was daydreaming, kneeling in the little patch of earth she'd been assigned to when she showed up for work that morning. Her hand hovered over a tomato plant, trying to decide whether or not to pluck the fruit off the vine.
She was quite absorbed in her thoughts, staring rather dazedly at one particularly ripe tomato, and wondering if it would have grown any differently somewhere else. Maybe not in an artificial greenhouse.
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"Here?" Segunda asked himself as he stood infront of some kind of greenhouse. Normally, he wouldn't be allowed acess since he didn't work there. But someone had asked for a meeting there. And so, he walked inside the thing with a sigh.
A man subtly waved him over. Most likely, that was the man looking for him. He followed his gesture and walked over, hands pocketed.
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Broken out of her reverie by the pneumatic sound of the greenhouse door sliding open, Addie glanced up and watched with unabashed curiosity as a stranger entered.
Then she realized she was staring and ducked her eyes, returning to her task. She patted the soil around the tomato vines, subtly sensing for moisture and nutrients.
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Segunda glanced at the girl staring at him, estimating she was still quite young. Not worth the hassle. With a dry huff, he looked away again and brushed past several people. He seemed to have a constant frown or scowl on his face.
He always did look quite pissed off.
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Gathering a few tomatoes and tucking them into the basket under her arm, Addie stood and started to make her way to the back door of the greenhouse that led into the main atrium, ducking her eyes as she tried to skirt around the stranger.
He didn't look like the kind of guy she wanted to draw attention from.
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Segunda stopped in his tracks an arched an eyebrow as Addie slipped past him. Acting quite suspicious. "Oi." He only said as he looked at Addie. "You're following me?"
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The girl froze, snapping wide eyes up to look at him. "What-? Um, n-no, sir!" she stammered out, backing up a step. "I was just- picking tomatoes- a-and I had to- and- I'm sorry!"
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He turned around to face her with quite the menacing glare. "You sure?"
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"Yes!" Addie squeaked. "Yes, I'm sure. I j-just need to get by...tomatoes...I'm sorry, sir!"
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Segunda couldn't help but chuckle softly. "On your way then," he answered.gruffly, turning around as he decided she wasn't worth the hassle. He still had a contact to meet.
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"Y-yes, sir." Addie ducked her eyes and hurried away through the back door of the greenhouse, breathing a quiet sigh of relief when there was a layer of enforced glass between her and the strange man.
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That was.. Relativly easy. Seemed like the small girl wasn't stalking him. Wich honestly surprised a paranoid mind like his.
With a soft sigh, he turned around again and headed to the main office.
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Taking deep breaths to calm herself, Addie made her way to the room where she was meant to meet with her supervisor, the basket of tomatoes tucked under one arm.
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A corporate assassination. Well. That was something he didn't quite get often. Let alone that the target was in the same corporation as the contractor. The reasoning however, was solid.
The big boss wanted to siphon all income to a seperate and unknown bank account, cut all wages and just dissappear. But, to divert attention from himself, he needed to eliminate someone in the company as bloody as possible. Preference on someone who had incriminating evidence against the commander in chief.
Segunda walked back down the stairs again, he had a thirty minute timeframe where the power would be cut. Thirty minutes were plenty.
He knocked on the door, before entering, being met with Addie and her supervisor, "leave." He said with a cold and harsh tone towards Addie. She didn't need to see this.
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Addie jumped. This guy again? Oh come on, what were the odds?
"What is the meaning of this?" Joel, the man she reported to, demanded.
The girl looked back and forth between them, unsure what to do.
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"I repeat, little girl, you want to leave. Now." Segunda snarled towards Addie, becoming really threatening about now.
His head whipped around to Joel. "And you sit your ass back down!"
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Addie yelped and started to turn, dropping her basket. But Joel's hand snapped out and grabbed her arm. He jerked her in front of him, glaring at the stranger.
Wait a second- he was using her as a shield?!
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Segunda took a deep sigh. "Close your eyes, girl."
Then he looked at Joel. His eyes gaining a wicked glint to the cold look he had. A mster of telekinesis and gravity. A meatshield wouldn't work for obvious reasons.
Within the blink of an eye, Segunda exerted enough pressure on Joel's neck to completely crush it.
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Addie couldn't do anything, frozen with shock and fear. Then she heard the cracking sound of Joel's spine being crushed and his grip on her fell away.
A small, fearful whimper escaped her and she dropped to her knees, scooting away from the body and shivering.
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Setunda looked at Addie and sighed, before looking at Joel's corpse. "Bastard," he murmured under his breath, before walking over to Addie and kneeling down next to her, putting an arm on her shoulder. "Security's going to be here," he started. Not sure on how he could even console the girl. "Tell them everything you know, don't lie." He sighed. Well. Back to Deespace Purgatory it is, Segunxa thought bitterly. He gave her shoulder a soft squeeze. "Sorry."
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"Wh- wha-?"
Addie stared up at him, utterly lost and terrified, as tears started to fill her eyes. "You- you're not going to k-kill me?" she whispered.
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"I'm not," thr gruff man answered with a ghost of a smile. "Put your hands in the air!" Was called from outside the room.
Segunda let out a soft sigh. Already? "It's going to get rough for a second," he whispered to Addie, before turning around. A shockwave rippling forward, toppling the security agents and knocked them against the wall.
Segunda descended from the stairs, walking through the ravage he had just caused.
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With a soft cry Addie collapsed back to the ground and covered her ears, shivering as the shockwave blasted out. She was motionless, clueless as to what to do.
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And like that, Segunda managed to walk out the front door, dissappearing into the crowd.
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Too terrified to really think rationally, Addie ran, slipping through the back of the building to come out into "open" air and make for home as quickly as she could.
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That could've gone better. Segunda let out a soft snort. He couldn't help but think of the girl in the office. He knew she was too young to be seeing these kind of things. The telekinesist let out a soft sigh, pocketing his hands. He felt sorry for the girl, but all he was doing was getting by. Using what he was taught, killing people with his mind. Doing other's dirty jobs.
He just hoped the girl wasn't scarred for the rest of her life.
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It felt like the normally relatively short walk home took Addie ages to complete. She burst through the front door, panting, and nearly collapsed to the floor as she leaned back against the doorframe and let her head rest back.
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Segunda pulled a cigarette from the pack and put it in his mouth, sighing as he lit it. He blew the smoke through his nose as he walked.
Only to stop in his tracks. Frozen as fate once more had it that he and Addie crossed paths.
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Addie's eyes went wide as she saw the stranger out in the street. She squeaked and bolted full into the house, slamming the door behind her in fear.
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Segunda sighed softly. That would only spell trouble. He wasn't a well liked man and he met with the teenager on two ocassions.
He decided to stick around, to see if rival bounty hunters came to chzck out the prospect.
He would do so for several days, if it wasn't for a squad of rough looking, armoured men to knock rather insistently on her door during the evening two days later. Segunda arched an eyebrow, and lowered the hamburger, part of the rich diet of fastfood he had been sustaining himself with the past days.
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Addie was home alone- not unusual, her mother worked odd hours- and she sighed when she heard the knock on the door, calling a soft, "Coming."
She opened the door a crack, saw the flash of a sidearm, squeaked, and slammed it closed again. Eyes wide, she pressed her back to the door, panting.
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As she slammed the dopr shut, a steel clad fist was driven through, whizzing right next to her head, before pulling back. The assailant leaned forward and forced his fingers into the hole he made, pulling it open further and pressing his face inside. "Heeeeeeere's Jimmy!" He called out, before stepping back and aiming to kick the door down.
Segunda discarded his burger over his shoulder and cracked his knuckles. This'd hardly make him break a sweat.
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Addie screamed and ran, bolting through the tiny house to the back door and fumbling desperately the with the series of locks.
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One of the mercenaries, presumably named Jimmy, immediately chased her down, aiming to pull her away from the door. "C'mon, girlie," he said as he aimed to drag her towards the nearest seat. "We just want to talk."
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"N-n-no! Let me go, let me go!"
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Jimmy threw her into the sofa, two others in similar armour sitting down besides her and holding her in place. The first mercenary grabbed a chair and pulled it up infront of the sofa, sitting down on it. "So, lass, we can do this the easy way, or the hard way." He started, snorting softly and giving a lecherous grin to his fellow squadmates.
"We'll be taking the easy way," Segunda's voice came from the busted down door. "You're looking for me, here I am. Let the girl go."
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Addie started crying. She couldn't stop it, sobbing desperately as she shrank back into the chair and just prayed for help.
Then a new voice came.
Huh.
That almost never actually worked.
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"Well, butter my ass up, it's actually him." The mercenary whistled, getting to his feet as he threw down the chair to the ground. "Be nice for a change and cooperate? We all wanna go home here." He said, pulling up some cuffs from his belt, before nodding at the girl. "Except her. But if you resist, she'll be killed in her home."
At that, one of the masked men pulled a pistol and pushed it against against her skull, glancing towards Segunda.
The man sighed, extending his hands to be cuffed. "Let's just get this over with."