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Post by David B. on Apr 16, 2018 16:33:20 GMT -8
Like a cannon, Preston shot off, and within a minute would see five Cabalans rushing toward him. (Wait time reduced due to distance shortening)
They'd turn and follow him back, keeping weapons drawn as, a few blocks away, an explosion erupted out like a water main burst. Then silence. Immon was probably gone, and the task would now fall on Preston, who made it back to Cabal successfully. +1 exp
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Preston Salabim
Cleric
Posts: 327
200x300 Avatar: https://imgur.com/Ozvg4W8.jpeg
OOC Name: Rylander
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Post by Preston Salabim on Apr 16, 2018 16:35:30 GMT -8
It was a somber retreat back through Cabal's gates as he made his way to the commander's offices.
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Post by David B. on Apr 16, 2018 16:36:22 GMT -8
He would find David sitting behind the desk, signing some paperwork.
"Mr. Salabim- I understand you called for some reinforcements. Is everything alright?"
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Preston Salabim
Cleric
Posts: 327
200x300 Avatar: https://imgur.com/Ozvg4W8.jpeg
OOC Name: Rylander
250x350 Avatar: https://imgur.com/nzw9qh3.jpeg
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Post by Preston Salabim on Apr 16, 2018 16:39:16 GMT -8
"Mr. Immon Juncture is likely dead. We encountered the man that lead the attack on Cabal yesterday. And we discovered where they will be holding up, he held off their forces so I could escape to tell you that his men are meeting him in Territory two."
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Post by David B. on Apr 16, 2018 16:41:57 GMT -8
David's brow furrowed. Dead?
"I see."
He'd gesture for him to come in and close the door.
"Where did this happen? And how did you find him?"
David glanced at the shield hovering over Prestons left shoulder but said nothing, letting him speak.
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Preston Salabim
Cleric
Posts: 327
200x300 Avatar: https://imgur.com/Ozvg4W8.jpeg
OOC Name: Rylander
250x350 Avatar: https://imgur.com/nzw9qh3.jpeg
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Post by Preston Salabim on Apr 16, 2018 16:46:24 GMT -8
He would go over the series of events as they happened. From investigating the robot remains to following the gem to the sewers to their confrontation and his escape. He did his best to keep his tone even, and recount the details that were important. But now and then he caught himself fixating on stupid stuff, the way the words hung in the air in the sewer. The smell of burnt flesh as his limb was blown off of him...
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Post by David B. on Apr 16, 2018 16:50:04 GMT -8
David watched him, standing and waking around the desk to the water jug, pouring a cup of scalding hot goodness into a tea bag, which he would stir and bring back over to preston. It would calm his nerves. He leaned against the desk next to Preston and then put a hand on his shoulder.
"You did well."
He'd walk around the desk again, retaking his seat.
"Find another squad to bring with you, and take a day to settle. Calm your nerves. Then, I'll put you in charge of leading the expedition to territory two. Nobody is off limits, but choose well. I want you to head them off and put an end to the threat."
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Preston Salabim
Cleric
Posts: 327
200x300 Avatar: https://imgur.com/Ozvg4W8.jpeg
OOC Name: Rylander
250x350 Avatar: https://imgur.com/nzw9qh3.jpeg
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Post by Preston Salabim on Apr 16, 2018 16:55:04 GMT -8
He would take the cup of tea, just holding it for now, nodding slowly.
"I will think on which squad would be best suited..."
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Post by David B. on Apr 16, 2018 16:57:13 GMT -8
He'd search the young mans eyes. He'd had a very rough few days....perhaps-
"If you are not feeling up to it, I can assign it to another. It's an opportunity many Cabalans would apply for, I think. The chance to put down the ones who killed so many of our brothers and sisters. I understand, though, if you'd rather let someone else handle it...."
One can only take so much, after all.
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Preston Salabim
Cleric
Posts: 327
200x300 Avatar: https://imgur.com/Ozvg4W8.jpeg
OOC Name: Rylander
250x350 Avatar: https://imgur.com/nzw9qh3.jpeg
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Post by Preston Salabim on Apr 16, 2018 17:00:57 GMT -8
"I am fit for assignment."
He was unharmed compared to most from the attack and the last few days. And more than one man had given their life for his. He'd spent his whole life with the knowledge that he was born to do great things. Born to greatness by the fortune of being the son of his parents. It was... unusual to see others outside of his home seeing the same thing in him. It was reaffirming, and unnerving at the same time. But the fact remained that he was expected to become a member of the Council of Mages back home someday. And more than an expectation, it was a life goal that he wanted to achieve.
He came to Cabal to learn things and gain skills that would set him apart from other applicants at home. It would not do to avoid those opportunities, no matter the challenges they may offer. Life was a series of challenges, his duty was to solve their puzzle and unravel them.
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Post by David B. on Apr 16, 2018 17:01:51 GMT -8
He nodded.
"Good. Dismissed."
David would return to his paperwork, letting Preston be on his way.
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Preston Salabim
Cleric
Posts: 327
200x300 Avatar: https://imgur.com/Ozvg4W8.jpeg
OOC Name: Rylander
250x350 Avatar: https://imgur.com/nzw9qh3.jpeg
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Post by Preston Salabim on Apr 16, 2018 17:02:49 GMT -8
He'd nod, setting the cup of tea down, untasted as he left David's office. He'd have to review the available squads now.
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Post by David B. on Apr 16, 2018 17:07:34 GMT -8
/End thread
Assignment passed!
+1 exp, +$200
Bonus Achieved!
Item Gained: Gloves of the Junction House - +2 Speed, +1 Defense: Preston can increase his energy for 5 posts, in an amount equal to 1/2 his current energy. During this time period, he can deal lightning damage equal to his new energy in attack to anything he touches. All held weapons also gain lightning damage. May only be used once per thread.
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