- Joined
- Jan 27, 2011
Exodus was running like a madman, howling and jumping all over the place as he tried to find a way. It wasn't until he felt something pierce his back and narrowly miss his heart that he stopped. Whatever hit him seemed to bring him back to reality; it wasn't long before he dropped to the ground, gasping like a fish out of water. "W...what just hit me? Where am I?" Exodus thought to himself. He then felt two large presences over him; one reached down to apparently check his pulse as he felt two thick fingers on his neck. "Damn it, he's still alive. We better radio this in, he won't be happy."
The researcher smiled secretly; now he had direct access to Harbinger. Even though he put on the image that she no longer cared for Exodus, the researcher had a nagging feeling in his gut that it was the exact opposite. If she ever asked where Exodus was, he'd just tell her that he got shipped out because he completed his officer training.
"Hehe, Harbinger, now there's nothing that can't make you mine." he thought before saying aloud, "Excellent shot, Harbinger. You don't know how much of a headache you just saved me. Now let's get t...." but then he was cut off by another call, "Oh what now? Hello?" "Sir, he's still alive. What do you want us to do?" "What? How? No way in hell Exodus survived that shot! Just take him down to the lower levels, I'll deal with him in a second!" He then hung up and went to turn the microphone back on, only to realize he never turned it off in the first place. He sat there in surprised, horrified realization that Harbinger had heard everything he just said.
The researcher smiled secretly; now he had direct access to Harbinger. Even though he put on the image that she no longer cared for Exodus, the researcher had a nagging feeling in his gut that it was the exact opposite. If she ever asked where Exodus was, he'd just tell her that he got shipped out because he completed his officer training.
"Hehe, Harbinger, now there's nothing that can't make you mine." he thought before saying aloud, "Excellent shot, Harbinger. You don't know how much of a headache you just saved me. Now let's get t...." but then he was cut off by another call, "Oh what now? Hello?" "Sir, he's still alive. What do you want us to do?" "What? How? No way in hell Exodus survived that shot! Just take him down to the lower levels, I'll deal with him in a second!" He then hung up and went to turn the microphone back on, only to realize he never turned it off in the first place. He sat there in surprised, horrified realization that Harbinger had heard everything he just said.