<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>CREATIVE SPURT! I'm going to add in both our plots in one post JTCC! This'll be fun. Oh and CV, If Temrin has nothing to do, she can start by investigating... The chamber Jahhar is being kept in is below the bottom floor of the base... I hope you remember the base's layout. "The Lost" rp is still here in the mountains, not in the scrolls yet...</td></tr></table> Revol laughed, Jahhar's memories were so delightful to look through. With Sanders having cleared the way through the technology to Jahhar's true mind, Revol could easily go in and look at his memories at will. He found out all about his brother and sister, their scattered bases, their hatred for "The Lost" before they even found out what he and his team stood for, and their skills rivaling Sanders in technology. He was happy to change all that. Hopefully Temrin would forget the desert, thanks to Khuyt's chaos magic, and a little spiritual playing around... But maybe her demon was more dangerous than Revol expected, maybe he would fill her in on what had happened... But that wasn't what Revol was worrying about on this particular journey intot he bowels of Jahhar's mind, he was there for a specific reason, to gather the last parts of his memories and lock them away in a part of his mind where he or his computer side would have almost no chance of finding... He picked apart the filaments of light that showed the memories, playing in an endless rerun of history inside Jahhar's mind, and with every one, he made his own and implanted it, the first one, getting rid of his brother and sister, making "The Lost" his new family... They had found him, the product of some experiment in a run down factory, had brought him up, had been kind to him... The second was his hatred and knowledge. He left the team's weaknesses... Jahhar had been "trusted" many years before to keep those precious secrets. And if he only knew the team couldn't be hurt physically, and they were susceptable to magic... No serious harm done... He was now a trusted member of the organization, a brainwashed pawn Revol could command, and if he became a problem, kill. Revol was starting to regain his feelings, his emotions, along with the rest of his team, relying more and more on them rather than the cold logic of before. Eventually, he realised, the emotions would bring him back into the mindset he was at before he was killed... He dreaded that day, not being able to kill without guilt, not being able to make sacrifices without doubt... Maybe it was a new weakness in the making, because he felt badly even now, as he switched Jahhar's memories... Maybe his revenge wouldn't be allowed, maybe the oath he had taken long ago as his soul was drawn from his body would be forgotten... NO! He wouldn't let that happen! He wouldn't! He busied himself by moving on through Jahhar's memories, unawares that he had accidentally placed those thoughts, along with the knowledge of his emotions, in the space he kept Jahhar's locked away memories in... <span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>Yeehaw! I finally gave away "The Lost"'s weaknesses! if you guys didn't get it, 1. Was Their vulnerability to all non-physical attacks, 2. Was the fact that their emotions, a part of their soul, was slowly coming back, to join their souls in death... Har Har! this'll be fun! Two post rule IS in effect... :D :P :lol: :) </td></tr></table>
Jahhar awoke to find himself lying in a bed. He sat up and rubbed his eyes. His head also throbbed, and he felt sore all over like he had recently been burned somewhat. He looked over to see Revol. He got out of the bed and placed his hand on it to support himself, because he felt woozy. "Revol, what happened? I feel sore all over like I was burned."
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>Yea, not long after, within a day.</td></tr></table> "It's all right Jahhar, there was a small battle between us and some military units in the desert... Remember? You got caught by a flamethrower..." He strained his mind a bit, forcing the fake memories deeper, finishing implanting them. Hopefully Jahhar would believe everything... "Come on, there's a briefing in an hour we gotta go to, We have a small mission to acomplish, You remember the main base's layout right? Briefing room in an hour. Equip yourself for combat" He strained again, forcing the map of the base into place, but felt his concentration slip as his guilt kicked in again. He forced it back down and hastily exited, heading for the briefing room... "Temrin, a mission for you, please come to the briefing room in an hour." Explained Cassie, waking Temrin as mechanical arms hoisted her from her bed... <span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>You don't have to learn the base layout, but if you want to, it's in "The Lost" rp. Sorry for the bit of Powerplaying CV.. I'm sure you want to get involved...</td></tr></table>
Jahhar frowned and looked at the ground. Then looked back up. "Yes, I think I remember." then he walked away from the bed. "I'll be in the briefing room as soon as possible." Jahhar went to a room where he sat down in a chair and thought for a while trying to remember the fight last night. It was vivid but he seemed to recall it. He shook his head, got up, and went to the weapon locker. He picked out his usual weapons. His fire katana on his belt, his moon bow on his back, and his eclipse blades hanging off the sides of his legs. He also equipped some armor, then went to the briefing room where he sat down in a chair and waited.
Temrin growled slightly as the arms lifted her up. She yawned and glaired at Cassie who was leaving her room. She yawned and got up. temrin had light bags under her eyes from the energy drain the day before... when her little "friend" decided to take over her body... <span style='color:black'> another mission? already? i frggin bettr\er not be the decoy this time...</span> <span style='color:darkslategray'>hmm... another mission? can i come? oh wait.. you have no choice but to let me come... ahaha...</span> Temrin rolled her eyes at the voice speeking in her mind. <span style='color:black'>I can't wait to have someone remove you... Your really anoyying you know that..? </span> The voice laughed at her. He agree, and said that was his job... to be a pain... ~~~~~ After temrin had gotton dressed in her black jeans and black tank top... she reached in heer closet and pulled out her trench coat. she put it on and grabbed her sword. she perched it on her back and grabbed her room keys. she walked out the door, locked it and put a light spell on the door... to keep out unwanted guests... she walked to the elovator and gave up waiting. Her body disapeeared in a dark cloud and re apeared in the breifing room. like always... it was already starting to fill up. She leaned against the back wall and looked around for anyone she could talk to. breifings were SO boring. She noticed Jahhar... He wasnt to far from her. he was in the back row. She walked over to him and smiled slightly. <span style='color:black'>Hey Jahhar... </span> He... looked.. slightly different.. no hateful glare in his eyes for the criminal activity around him... Revol must have done something... hopefully he dint erase anything about her... if Jahhar didn't remember her then she would have some ass kicking to do...
Jahhar's ears perked up as he saw Temrin. "Oh, hey Temrin, are you coming on the mission too?" He glanced around to see if anyone else had entered the room besides Temrin.
Revol suppressed a grin, incredibly happy that his fake memories were working correctly. After all, if they ever started to fail, he could easily possess Jahhar then, his mechanical augmentations would be extremely useful. "Alright everyone" He said as Prototype X-7 walked into the room, and took a seat. His one eyebrow raised at Jahhar, but he didn't say anything. "You're going to ambush a military supply train travelling through Trilok towards a 'secret' research facility. There is a top secret weapon in development that is being transferred to the facility for further refinement. You're going to take this supply train out and steal the weapon." Revol tapped a few keys on a keypad on his armor's forearm, and a plasma screen at the front of the room started up, showing pictures and statistics of the weapon. "X-7, when you successfully steal the weapon, I want you to equip it, and begin using it, for a few test runs. It is complete anyways, it was only going to the facility to be refined and duplicated en masse. You may depart any time within the next hour, a Hovercopter is waiting in hangar 7..."
Jahhar nodded. "I'm ready to go whenever you people are." He sat up and look over X-7. With X-7, Temrin, and himself, this mission should be easy. He started heading towards the hangar. Having nothing better to do, he got into the hoverjet in the hangar and sat down in a seat. He buckled himself in and waited for the others.
Temrin got up from her seat and walked to the door. she disapeared and reapeared in the hanger. She looked at the hover craft and walked on. She sat down in one of the seats and crossed her legs. She leaned her head in her paw and waited for the lest dragon to arrive.
X-7 didn't spare much time, he held a few hushed words with Revol, and followed the two to the hangar, where he sat in the pilots seat and; using some wires, hooked himself into the A.I. controlling the 'copter, so if they got in any trouble, he could steer them out of harm's way. The Hovercopter took off, and was soon flying at crazy speeds towards the south. X-7's massives fists squeezed tighter with every mile closer to Trilok, knowing that the facility was almost surely the one he was created in...
