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Post by Fell on Jan 27, 2021 7:33:33 GMT -8
Rebel sent a text, asking Drake to meet her across the city, in the worst neighborhood of Palisade. She gave him an address of where to meet her, but no context.
The buildings were rundown, most had bars on the windows, and some of the cars were missing wheels completely. It was the kind of area the cops intentionally ignored, where most people wouldn't call them to begin with. The address would lead Drake to a little trailer house in a park, its porch in disarray.
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Post by Drake on Jan 27, 2021 8:12:28 GMT -8
Drake got out of his car at the location he was instructed and upon seeing the state of affairs decided it was against his best interest to leave the car unguarded so he would summon his bone Warrior to guard the car as he went up to the trailer and knocked on the door.
Spirit Warriors: Drake can manipulate soul energy to take the shape of Ancient Warrior's. These Spirit creations can be infused with an element of Drake's choice. This changes the ability set and personality of the Spirit! (Fully Upgraded: These Spirits can be out freely during Non-combat situations)
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Post by Fell on Jan 27, 2021 8:39:03 GMT -8
There was some random noise from inside the trailer before, suddenly, a larger woman answered. Her hair was piled atop her head in a messy sort of bun, and her clothes were ragged and a bit torn. "What?" She demanded, before looking over his shoulder. She caught sight of the bone warrior defending his car and gave a shake of her head, clicking her tongue.
"Oh. You're one of those. She's in her room. Through the living room, down the hall, take a left. Its the door on the left."
With that, she turned around, leaving the sliding door open to let Drake in as she walked back to the tiny kitchen.
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Post by Drake on Jan 27, 2021 9:47:39 GMT -8
The woman would speak before Drake could say a word and when she finally moved out of the way he just shrugged and walked to Rebel's room if the door was closed he would knock on it, if it was open he would knock on the frame.
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Post by Fell on Jan 27, 2021 11:55:41 GMT -8
There was no door.
Rebel was sitting on a bed, her legs crossed, wearing fluffy shorts and a tank top. Her legs and arms were both covered in a light criss crossing of scars, none as deep as the one on her face.
She definitely looked her age in that moment.
"Ah! Shit. Hey, Drake. I didn't think you'd get here so quick." She quickly started moving the books and notebooks off her bed, making a place for him to sit down. "Come on in."
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Post by Drake on Jan 27, 2021 12:49:30 GMT -8
Drake noted the scars she had. She had been through more than she said, which he could understand he wasn't really one to share the details of his own past.
"Sorry, you said to come over. I assumed it was urgent."
He would look around for a moment just taking the place in.
"So that woman, your... mother?"
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Post by Fell on Jan 27, 2021 16:05:14 GMT -8
"Not even close. She's a friend of a friend, and basically my landlady. One of the only people around here that would rent to me, considering I'm basically a wanted fugitive."
Rebel managed to clear a spot off on her bed. There was nowhere else to sit, aside from the floor, but the carpet was stained in weird places. Books upon books were scattered all around the room, and there was a TV on a stand across the room, where she could watch it from her bed. Tucked off in one corner was a desk, covered in notebooks and pens, but no chair.
She scooted up to the headboard to give him enough room to comfortably sit down, without being too close to her. "I heard about the attack on the apartments... I was worried about you, and that kid." Ironic, coming from somebody who looked younger than WR.
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Post by Drake on Jan 27, 2021 16:18:38 GMT -8
Drake would take the seat and nod.
"The twins, yeah. It was... frustrating. Luckily only fake injuries were received."
He would say as he stretch out his aching elbow.
"WR and I are mostly pissed... though I'm worried. I think one of the others from the apartment might be thinking about accepting their offer."
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Post by Fell on Jan 27, 2021 16:28:36 GMT -8
"I don't know if I would call them 'fake' injuries," Rebel said, making little air quotes with her fingers. She started searching through her notes. "I mean, fake INJURIES, sure. But, like... Have you ever heard the rumor that if you die in your dream, you die in real life? Thats because your brain actually thinks you died."
She grabbed ahold of one of the books, holding it up in success before flipping through the pages. "Dragon, right? The girl? I think she can basically make your brain THINK you're injured. So for all intents and purposes, you're... you know. Injured. I've seen her kill people with her power."
When Rebel finally paused for a breath, the rest of what he said started to catch up to her. She paused in her search, glancing up to him. Her eyes flashed. "And as for the other person. We can't stop them from recruiting more people. Its going to happen."
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Post by Drake on Jan 27, 2021 17:36:48 GMT -8
"Shes a damned idiot if she actually believes in their promise for power."
He would say rolling his eyes, then he would go back to what she had just said.
"Wait... So, if I KNOW it's not real, then she can't make me feel pain? Or at the very least not kill me? I was able to push past the pain of her breaking my elbow, but that's because I've experienced worse pain."
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Post by Fell on Jan 27, 2021 18:07:29 GMT -8
"That's just a theory," Rebel murmured softly, giving a shrug of her shoulders. "I know that pushing through the pain alone is easy, if you know that it's just an illusion of some kind. Once her brother gets in on it, though, it's a totally different story. It doesn't matter if you KNOW it's an illusion, if your brain registers a cut being made, and the pain of the cut being made... then it's definitely real, at least as far as your brain is concerned."
She leaned back against the headboard of her bed. "Alone, they'd probably be pretty easy to take down. Together, though, they're unstoppable. It's all psychology."
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Post by Drake on Jan 27, 2021 18:10:20 GMT -8
"Then, I guess I'll just have to destroy them like I did this time."
He would say fully confident he could.
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Post by Fell on Jan 27, 2021 18:13:22 GMT -8
Rebel snickered and gave a slight shake of her head. "If they trap you in an illusion, you're just destroying an illusionary version of them. That's how they stay so safe, all of the time. How they've lived this long. They make sure that the them that you see if just an illusion."
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Post by Drake on Jan 27, 2021 18:18:22 GMT -8
"Yeah, well, I broke out once I can do it again."
He would say with a defiant nod.
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Post by Fell on Jan 27, 2021 18:25:10 GMT -8
She held up both of her hands in surrender.
"Okay. I hope like fuck you can. Dunno how we're going to beat them, otherwise."
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