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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 9:02 am
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 1:56 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 3:50 pm
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Randomly Gone Insane Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 5:23 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 10:09 pm
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After hours of driving, the car came to a stop at a dislocated area. Seeing how the White House, and other governmental buildings of the past, were obvious areas the US government had to move itself from its old home and go out into the unknown. So far, it worked to keep important members alive.
"We walk." The leading man stepped out of the car, grabbing the spy roughly by her arm and dragging her out from it, only to put her directly in front of him so his rifle barrel now rested right in the small of her back. The other man moved around the car, taking the lead.
"Seeing how you can't be trusted, we're going to have to blind you ma'am." He turned around and tied a black blindfold around the woman's eyes. "Azm," he called as he was busy tying the knot for her blindfold. "Though you are trusted, your memory... If it falls into enemy hands, we have a problem. Are you capable of wiping out parts of your memory?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 10:41 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 10:50 pm
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Randomly Gone Insane Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 10:53 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 11:03 pm
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At the bottom was a long and narrow tunnel, where six other soldiers waited to greet any visitors, either with salutes or bullets. Azm's entrance was alarming, and caused the men to raise their weapons. Had it not been for his uniform, something not normally worn by androids, he would have undoubtedly been shot.
After the spy reached the bottom, the two escorting soldiers came down as well, after shutting the trap door and then locking it, and their presence got the others to lower their weapons down from Azm.
"You will be taken to our holding cells. Until we have further notice, you're new home will be whatever empty cell we have for you." He firmly grabbed her shoulder and began to push her forward, down the tunnel and to a metal door which had numerous devices alongside it. Each device was a separate way to identify someone, with their hand prints, eyes, facial structure, signature, and even a small dose of blood, and the soldier went through every one. Naturally, he passed, and the heavy, metal door slowly swung open, to which he proceeded to escort the spy away.
"Azm, you will be meeting with the president." The second soldier looked at him with some pity. "He would like a full report of everything that's happened within the past few days from you."
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 11:53 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2012 12:03 am
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2012 1:07 am
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2012 10:38 am
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As Azm entered the door slowly closed behind him and there was a loud thunk as a lock was set.
The whole back wall of the room was not actually a standard wall, but a screen, which at the time of Azm's entry was showing a map of the continental United States. The map was split nearly in half, with the western side colored red, as it was under android control, and the eastern half remained white. Between the two areas and close around the borders, were areas of pink which represented battles of control and territory between the two sides. All other battles were marked with small drawings of an explosion, which were colored or red or blue, depending on who won the battle.
Roughly at the center of the room was a desk, surrounded by a large group of men and women who were all focused on the screen, quietly discussing plans and issues that faced the country.
"Sir," one voice was pleading, "we know how important she is, but the country must come first. We can't afford-"
"Maybe you don't understand." The voice of the president growled. "This is my daughter, my family. And Geminoid knows it."
"And we know it too, Mr. President." Another voice pitched into the argument. "And if you make an full scale attacks just to rescue her, you'll play right into Geminoid's hands."
"I don't care! He has my daughter, and I will not let him have the upper hand!" He barked, standing up from what his chair behind the desk. Unlike those around him, who were standing at an average height, the President rose up at seven feet, towering over his company easily.
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2012 12:40 pm
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