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Post by Michael Westen on Jul 13, 2011 3:05:13 GMT
Michael had to wonder if this guy had the skills necessary to be in the Hunt Squadron; sure he made the organisation but is he that much of a threat that his been flagged by the CIA? Probably the only reason the CIA is interested in him is the suit and the Precious, other than that he very well under the radar, Michael sighed and continued to follow Owen.
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Post by Owen Trager on Jul 13, 2011 3:08:43 GMT
Owen led Michael to the castle entrance. He kept his eyes open for anything, but found nothing out of order; nothing to indicate a trap.
He flipped his Morpher open, scanning the area, "Doesn't appear to be anything wrong here."
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Post by Michael Westen on Jul 13, 2011 3:13:59 GMT
Michael nodded as he scanned the area, "I agree...but its still best to keep our eyes open" Michael said, "you never know if the technology isn't working as it should."
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Post by Owen Trager on Jul 13, 2011 3:18:03 GMT
"Good point," he replied, "Though I'd think if a Precious was causing a problem, the Morphers would pick up on the signal of the Precious itself, signaling the disturbance as the action of a Precious."
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Post by Michael Westen on Jul 13, 2011 3:20:32 GMT
"I guess so...you're the boss you make the choices" Michael said as they stepped into the castle itself.
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Post by Owen Trager on Jul 13, 2011 3:23:34 GMT
The castle was completely empty. There were few furnishings, little of anything.
He looked at his Morpher, "It looks like the object is on the second floor. Let's go." He ran off ahead, keeping cautious, looking around, then up the staircase.
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Post by Michael Westen on Jul 13, 2011 3:26:12 GMT
Michael was sorely reminded of a haunted castle as he walked through it, it was quiet, eerie and freezing cold, not something that most people would care to walk into yet alone even attempt to go deeper into the castle. He was alert to the slightest sign of danger and he could react in an instant.
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Post by Owen Trager on Jul 13, 2011 3:29:50 GMT
As they moved through the stairwell, static filled the air. His Morpher was going off, detecting something.
Then a rapid flash, and the appearance of footsoldiers, all of them electrical in appearance, yellowish in color, with flickering energy around their bodies, with black lightning patterns across their bodies.
"Well, let's take care of this," Owen said, lifting his Morpher.
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Post by Michael Westen on Jul 14, 2011 1:03:41 GMT
"Yeah...lets do this" Michael said as he brought out his morpher and yelled, "Red Access!" and transformed into Hunter Red, bringing his javelin about he took a combat stance and got ready for battle.
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Post by Owen Trager on Jul 14, 2011 1:05:32 GMT
He lifted his arm, activating his Morpher, "Silver Access!" He flashed into his silver suit, "The shining silver hunter! Hunter Silver!"
He drew his spear weapon up, rushing into the battle, cutting about three down. As they dropped, electricity rippled through his spear, stopping him where he stood.
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Post by Michael Westen on Jul 14, 2011 1:44:37 GMT
When facing multiple enemies its best to take down the guy that's giving the orders, if you can't hear him yelling, then at least take out the guy that looks like his the boss. If you take him out then you'll have a better chance of breaking their morale and making them flee.
Michael spun his javelin and charged into the battle spearing one and throwing it into his comrade before cutting another one down, electricity rippled through but he managed to spun around to dodge it, then he threw his javelin at the guy Michael thought was the head honcho hoping that it would hit its mark.
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Post by Owen Trager on Jul 14, 2011 1:49:15 GMT
The javelin struck, taking it down. It reduced into electricity again, showing that it was nothing more than another of the grunts.
He drew his Survi-Blaster, "Looks like we're best off shooting," he said, opening fire, taking them down from a distance.
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Post by Michael Westen on Jul 14, 2011 23:05:57 GMT
Michael nodded and took out his Survi-Blaster shooting at them.
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Post by Owen Trager on Jul 15, 2011 14:20:29 GMT
The grunts were killed in moments, allowing them passage to the higher levels.
"Well, they know we're here. Lightning elemental; haven't seen one of them before. We should be exceedingly careful."
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Post by Michael Westen on Jul 16, 2011 22:43:40 GMT
"Right" Michael agreed using a combat-stance for his gun, "you lead the way, I'll back you up."
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