[The Broken City] | Cyberpunk Roleplay IC [A/C]
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				Title: <strong>[The Broken City] | Cyberpunk Roleplay IC [A/C]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Inferior Rabbit</strong> on <strong>24-02-2016, 05:55:16</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Ancient History</strong></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">OOC (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=244881.0)</span></div><br><div align="center">(http://i1066.photobucket.com/albums/u416/InferiorRabbit/Broken%20City%20Banner.png)</div><br><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Detailed History (https://docs.google.com/document/d/1xtZkzPgTIDCC8rJGOId0UFs-gyy_S1lrupwt0_8Luss/edit?usp=sharing)</span></div><br><div align="center">The year is 2110, eighty years since the people of the old World have migrated to the colossal Mega-Cities, shutting their walls against the filth of the outside world. For those who were old enough to remember the Great Migration, it was an extraordinary change, and almost nostalgic for some. When they entered these cities, they had nothing but the clothes on their back, and what little they could take in with them. It had been a new start, in a city that was like it’s own country, and was so expansive that it almost seemed like it could be; a sovereign nation. The City was pristine, and the nanomachines that flitted throughout the air made an artificial atmosphere for the city, producing the cleanest air they’ve ever breathed. Within these walls, a dying species found hope, for another tomorrow. Now though, things were different. Corruption and disorder has always found it’s way into any society, and the people living under NASHO’s banner were no different. <br><br>Lower-class districts within the cities became a haven for scum, housing drug-dealers, gangs, prostitutes, and many other sorts of riff-raff, that society would rather have exiled to the outside world, rather than in their clean little bubble. Politicians weren’t much better though. Regents were not above bribery, and often were in the pocket of the local crimelord, essentially letting them do as they wish, so long as there was a slice of the pie saved for them. In short, America has returned to the days of the Wild West.<br><br>Nanomachines were a blessing, but they could also be used as a tool for destruction. It took only a brave hacker to take control of swarms, and use them to do their bidding. The nature of the little robots made them dangerous too. They could eat through anything, compress and harden to the point that they were three times stronger than steel, and even move like a speeding bullet. Hackers were in high demand, in the criminal underworld, as there was no shortage of crimes that could be done with the little robots. Everyone understand the unspoken rule of the cities they inhabit. If you control the nanomachines, you control the city.<br><br>Then of course, there’s the escalation of <strong>Psychos</strong> appearing within the last thirty years. These mysterious beings seemingly appear from the air itself, differing in appearance, ability, and even personality with each one. They are all unique in their own way, similar only in that the swarm seems to plant itself around the nervous system of a human, and replace the rest of the body with its machines. Their appearance always incites panic, and it is always handled swiftly and carefully by the members of their local police department. The City that is most affected by these Psychos however, is the most populated one in the NASHO union; The Ohio Sector. <br><br>Since Ohio became the capital of NASHO, it has experienced the most change within the past 65 years, between the steady rise of Psychos, and the renovations it’s experienced with the arrival of the Head Council. Business is booming, both legal and illegal. It’s seedier elements seek to gain a foothold of the city, using hackers and money to control Ohio’s very way of life. The only people that can be trusted to combat these crimes and calamities involving nanobots is the <strong>Psycho Squad</strong>. <br><br>In a ravaged world ruled by merchants, thugs, and hackers, where do you fit in? Will you join the Psycho Squad, and help maintain the delicate balance of society? Will you be a part of the deterioration? It’s your call. Whatever happens, life is about to change in the Broken City.<br></div><br><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>The Story Itself</strong></span></span></div><br><div align="center">(http://i1066.photobucket.com/albums/u416/InferiorRabbit/cyberpunk%20banner123.png)</div><br><div align="center">This has been a story that I've always wanted to share with the internet, and now I finally can. Broken City is heavily inspired by the tabletop game Cyberpunk, and draws inspirations with many different sources of media. This game has stats, however <strong>this is still going to be a free-form roleplay.</strong><br><br>This story is definitely not for the faint of heart, in terms of darker themes, and is a very adult RP. It explores themes including(but not limited to) drug use, the ethics of technology, and morality. The game will follow the Psycho Squad, and their day-to-day struggle with the city that they call a home. Periods will be marked by missions, as the Psycho Squad tries to keep the streets safe from cybercrime. </div><br><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>The Psycho Squad</strong></span></span></div><br><div align="center">(http://i1066.photobucket.com/albums/u416/InferiorRabbit/Psycho.png)</div><br><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">In-Depth Information</span> (https://docs.google.com/document/d/1VIecgEU74kpBnd2qLM8uCyUlOkk5NLMOcCSofuJtbOE/edit?usp=sharing)</div><br><div align="center">Primarily, this story is going to follow the exploits and interactions of the Psycho Squad, an elite unit created to fight cyber-terrorism and, more importantly, the Psychos. These guys are the best of the best, and are crucial members of law enforcement, due to their specialized training that allows them to deal problems concerning nanomachines. They get paid the big bucks, but that's because they have the most dangerous job in the city, and that's going toe-to-toe with Psychos and many other terrors, so that normal citizens like you and me don't ever have to. <br><br>Not all characters have to be members of the Psycho Squad of course. There is plenty of room for normal officers in the OHSPD, as well as normal citizens, and even members of certain gangs that like to cause trouble within the city. <br></div><br><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>The Stats</strong></span></span></div><br><div align="center">(http://i1066.photobucket.com/albums/u416/InferiorRabbit/cyberpunk123424.png)</div><br><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Stats and Gameplay</span> (https://docs.google.com/document/d/1jj2D2Z1BEXNKiv0AEk3N2SfVF1MVlnQos5tWs6cG4e0/edit?usp=sharing)</div><br><div align="center">The dreaded stats here are not that bad, I promise. They're simply there to help represent your character's specialties, and what they are capable of doing. This RP is Freeform, and I want to emphasize that. Please read the above-document, so that you know the information needed to create your character.</div><br><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>The Rules</strong></span></span></div><br><div align="center">1.) Follow the site's ToS and rules concerning this thread.<br>2.) No god-modding. The main point of this story is that you cannot take on enemies alone, as you're more than likely to get yourself killed. Hell, it's considered suicide to engage a Psycho with no less than a squad of five experienced operatives.<br>3.) Tag people in your posts, and include your location so that people know who and where they are. Other than that, feel free to include whatever when you post.<br>4.) All sexual content is to posted in a separate thread, so that we don't have the absurdity of a lady getting gangbanged in the middle scene where a family just lost their daughter. You get the idea.<br>5.) Feel free to have multiple characters. As long as you can keep up with posting them, I have no issue with you posting them. <br>6.) If you have a question, go ahead and send Inferior Rabbit a message, or post it in the OOC. The OOC is open to any chatter, even if your application isn't in yet.<br>7.) Ideally, it would take a week for everyone to get their post in, but I know that can be unrealistic. It should take someone no more than two weeks to post. If you are going to be gone a while, please let me know and I'll put your character on the shelf for a bit. <br>.) All rules are subject to change at any time by me, or at the request/warning of any moderator/staff.</div><br><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>The Psychos</strong></span></span></div><br><div align="center">Psychos are some of the most dangerous beings ever created. There is little known about these swarms, save for the fact that they are born from rogue swarms that occupy and take over a human host. When a brain is combined with an intelligent nanobot, the swarm slowly begins to meld with the organic body, and eat away at the body until nothing but the central nervous system is left.<br><br>These psychos are self-aware, and have varying degrees of intelligence. Some have the mind of a toddler, while others can be twice as intelligent as the average human. One thing they share is that their appearance is based on the host they occupy, mimicking them almost perfectly. The typical sign that a human has been “possessed” is the extremely pale skin, that borders on a greyish tone. This is because nanomachines aren’t made to be able to camoflauge themselves, and aren’t equipped to adjust their shades and colors.<br><br>When a Psycho is stressed, or in an aggressive state, their appearance can change drastically. The Psycho will typically defend itself with it’s own nanomachines, which will deconstruct from their part of the body, and attack anyone it pleases. The bots have a number of abilities, both defensive and offensive. They have a range of powers, including the abilities to harden in response to physical trauma, to manipulate the environment around them, and even compress and expel gas to shoot themselves like bullets. <br><br>They only have one real weakness, as far as anyone can tell. Irreparable damage to the brain seems to shut them down fairly quickly, as the nanobots rely on the power of the brain to amplify the commanding machine’s orders. This is easier said than done however. Between a wild Psycho’s erratic movements, and the protection surrounding the brain, only armor-piercing bullets can get to it, due to their magnetic traits. </div><br><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>The Character Sheets</strong></span></span></div><br><div align="center">Here are the character sheets. They're to be posted in the OOC thread to be approved by me. Once they're approved, you're golden!<br><br>Get creative with these though. I'd love it if you all collaborated, and got along well enough to balance out the team, and create roles that all of you are happy with.</div><br><div class="codeheader">Code: <a href="javascript:void(0);" onclick="return smfSelectText(this);" class="codeoperation">[Select]</a></div><pre style="margin: 0; padding: 0;"><code class="bbc_code">[center][size=12pt][b]Name Here[b][/size][/center]<br><br>[floatright][img padding=10]Character Image Here. Feel free to use any style you like, whether it be anime, realistic, or real people.[/img][/floatright]<br><br>[b]Current Occupation:[/b] What does your character do for a living? If they're a part of the Psycho Squad, what's their role?<br><br>[b]Home City Information:[/b] Describe what city you are from. What was growing up there like? Is it a nice place?<br><br>[b]Appearance/Style Description:[/b] What sort of clothing does your character prefer on and off the job? When on the job, remember that the Psycho Squad wears a patch at all time. Make the placement of the patch unique if you like. <br><br>[b]Sexuality:[/b] Who does your character dig? <br><br>[B]Age:[/b] Obvious<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>[b]Personality:[/b] Important. This decides how people view you in whatever environment you're in. Not everyone is perfect, try and include some sort of flaw. For instance, Dmitri's surviving the explosion has made him very prone to emotional spikes, lashing out at others.<br><br>[b]Background:[/b] What's your history? What has led you up to this particular moment in time? <br><br>[b]Primary Weapon:[/b] If you have one. Include the weapon type, how it's used, and a picture if you like.<br><br>[b]Sidearm:[/b] What does your character resort too when they need a weapon quick?<br><br>[b]Transportation:[/b] Main way of getting around.<br><br>[b]Identifying Attributes:[/b] Things that people would be able to recognize you by. Trademark glasses, tattoos, scars, you name it.<br><br>[b]Equipment:[/b] Two or three things you always keep on you, to help in an operation.<br><br>[img]Flavor image[/img]<br><br>[b]Stats[/b] Make sure you've read the stats page! All Stats start at 1, and you have 18 points to distribute between the six of them. Leave your experience alone, as everyone starts at 1. <br><br>[i]Physicality[/i] - 1<br>[i]Intelligence[/i] - 1<br>[i]Technology[/i] - 1 <br>[i]Health[/i] - 1<br>[i]Agility[/i] - 1<br>[i]Gunplay[/i] - 1<br>[i][u]Experience[/u][/i] - 1x<br><br>[b]Special Skills:[/b] What sets you apart from the pack? Your medical knowledge? Sharpshooting? Agility? It's up to you.<br><br>[b]Strengths:[/b] This can be anything, related or not related to your character's fighting abilities. My recommendation would be to pick 2 things that make you a capable fighter, and 2 things that make you a strong character.<br><br>[b]Weaknesses:[/b] This can be anything. Similar as strengths, perhaps try two combat weaknesses, and two character flaws.</code></pre><br><hr><br><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>FAQ and Terms</strong></span></span></div><br><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Key Terms (https://docs.google.com/document/d/1I2Hw-4hZUenXAwp9gQ9VgBtxlqXGApzh0TFbFXsoXuM/edit?usp=sharing)</span><br><br><div align="center">Feel free to ask any questions, but before you do, check the Docs that are beneath a few headers, like the one above. They will probably have the info you need. </div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [The Broken City] | Cyberpunk Roleplay IC [A/C]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wispyr</strong> on <strong>10-03-2016, 02:55:54</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://pthumb.lisimg.com/image/9402185/280full.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Rae Integra Bellemoore (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=245148.msg12117826#msg12117826)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Medical Lab<br><strong>Time &amp; Date:</strong> April 1, 2110; 10am<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Nicky<br><strong>Mentioning:</strong> -<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black skirt (http://images.express.com/is/image/expressfashion/new_93_773_6828_058_f75?cache=on&amp;wid=1280&amp;fmt=jpeg&amp;qlt=70%2C1&amp;resmode=sharp2&amp;op_usm=1%2C1%2C5%2C0&amp;fit=fit%2C1), Maroon blouse (https://img1.etsystatic.com/000/0/6768006/il_570xN.340499837.jpg), Miniboots (http://g01.a.alicdn.com/kf/HTB1dBg.HVXXXXXdXpXXq6xXFXXXD/Women-s-Concealed-Wedge-High-Top-SneakersTrainers-Fashion-high-heel-sneakers-Women-s-Formal-Wedge-Hidden.jpg), Super braid (http://img.allw.mn/content/hair/2012/01/1_simple-braid.jpg)<br><hr>Rae gracefully dragged the pen over the line on the data pad, signing her name – and what she assumed to be part of her soul – away. It was some release form, the big wigs up stairs wanted to send her some biologicals collected from a recent scene and have her analyze them. It wasn't really much of a big deal, and would help a whole lot when once the team was in place.<br><br>Speaking of the team being in place... Rae looked at the three files sitting on her desk. The interviews were later today, and she still needed to get those files reviewed and signed off on and turned over to Peter. “Oracle,” she called; she had taken the liberty of integrating her system into the main system in locations where it was important... anywhere she worked, the staging room and a couple of other key locations. “catalog and compile service records and medical histories for the squad interviewees. Thank you.” The system began, silently in the back ground, doing what she had requested.<br><br>With that underway, Rae pushed out of her chair and to her feet. She flipped the heavy braid of hair over her shoulder and snatched another data pad off of her desk. She had an appointment today... right now, actually, with Nicky. She turned her gaze to the door, expecting the woman to walk in right as she was thinking about it... But she didn't. Rae made a little face, sticking her tongue out at the door and blowing.<br><br>Just as quickly as that was over she turned her attention down to the pad in her hand. This was a maintenance check up on the womans cybernetics. Grinning she started humming a little tune to herself, only to have it followed by song, definitely loud enough to be heard by anyone who came into the lab; “She took me to her castle, and I just couldn't believe my eyes,”<br><br>Rae opened a storage bin and started setting the tools that she was going to need onto moving tray so that she'd have them handy, “She had so many devices, everything that money could buy!” She belted – Rae was not a professional singer, though her voice was pleasant enough it was clearly not trained - “She said 'sign your name on the dotted line', the lights went out and Nikki started to grind,”<br><br>The last little bit was sung in tune with self amused giggles that filtered into the air as soon as she let the last lyric out.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [The Broken City] | Cyberpunk Roleplay IC [A/C]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>11-03-2016, 22:53:00</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/b4/d0/f2/b4d0f2640b719f5faae2d663244d0637.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Nicole "Nicky" Cross (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=245148.msg12128987#msg12128987)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Medical Lab<br><strong>Time &amp; Date:</strong> April 1, 2110; 10am<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Rae Integra Bellemoore<br><strong>Mentioning:</strong> -<br><strong>Wearing:</strong>this (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=193144003)<br><br>Nicky woke slowly, the sound of her breath and the rapidly increasing heartbeat. Her mind more than awake even as she resisted the need to move. The shot that seemed to give her some form of peace had worn off, and the sensations that wouldn't even register to a normal person had her shivering beneath the sheets. Goosebumps rose up and began to trail over her pale skin as her nipples began to harden with nothing more than the light brushing of the sheets she covered herself in brushing against them. <br><br>The soft peaks first brought pleasure, more pleasure than she would ever normally feel. But it was short lived; the pleasure soon began to turn to pain as her nipples hardened in response to the gentle touch. A normal person wouldn't have even woke up, but Nicky soon found herself gasping as the sharp pinch of pain rushed across her chest. She had to move, her nerve blocker was on the nightstand next to her. But she needed to sit up to reach it, again a simple move for someone else. But Nicky gasped as the mix of shocking pleasure and sharp pain crashed through her tense body. Every muscle ached in a way Nicky knew all too well, and she knew only one way to stop it. <br><br>Quickly she reached to her injector and brought the sharp needle to her neck. The short lived pain that came with the quick stab of the needle was gone without a second thought as she once again became numb to the world around her. The tension and pain that had begun to spread through her body was nothing more than a pressure she was now able to ignore. The tingle that signaled relief soon faded as well, <strong>"Good as new.' </strong>she said softly before pushing to her feet and walking straight to the shower. <br><br>The morning passed quickly enough after that, she showered, dressed, and drank down her morning breakfast nutrient shake before heading towards her morning check in with Rae the team medic and engineer. <br><br>Nicky hated being poked at like a pet project, but at least Rae was doing it to help her remain in one piece. So it was at least getting poked at for a reason she could appropriate. The morning ride on her bike helped clear her head, the wind rushing over her body nothing more than a passing reminder of what she could feel. It was probably why she always broke the speed allowances; she couldn't feel how fast she was going after all. Thankfully her status on the squad kept most officers from giving her grief about it. It made her trip to Rae's lab rather short. <br><br>Soon Nicky found herself parking her bike and securing it with the on-board security and walking towards Rae's front door. The sound of music, or more so singing filtered through the air. It wasn't unfamiliar, and Nicky almost snickered as she hit the bell to signal her arrival. Only entering once Nicky called out and said it was alright,<strong> "Good morning Dr. Bellemore, I'm guessing it is a good one for you?</strong>" Nicky asked as she entered the medical lab.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [The Broken City] | Cyberpunk Roleplay IC [A/C]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wispyr</strong> on <strong>12-03-2016, 09:49:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://pthumb.lisimg.com/image/9402185/280full.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Rae Integra Bellemoore (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=245148.msg12117826#msg12117826)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Medical Lab<br><strong>Time &amp; Date:</strong> April 1, 2110; 10am<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Nicky<br><strong>Mentioning:</strong> -<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black skirt (http://images.express.com/is/image/expressfashion/new_93_773_6828_058_f75?cache=on&amp;wid=1280&amp;fmt=jpeg&amp;qlt=70%2C1&amp;resmode=sharp2&amp;op_usm=1%2C1%2C5%2C0&amp;fit=fit%2C1), Maroon blouse (https://img1.etsystatic.com/000/0/6768006/il_570xN.340499837.jpg), Miniboots (http://g01.a.alicdn.com/kf/HTB1dBg.HVXXXXXdXpXXq6xXFXXXD/Women-s-Concealed-Wedge-High-Top-SneakersTrainers-Fashion-high-heel-sneakers-Women-s-Formal-Wedge-Hidden.jpg), Super braid (http://img.allw.mn/content/hair/2012/01/1_simple-braid.jpg)<br><hr>Doctor Bellemoore.<br><br>It almost hadn't been enough to catch her attention since it was something so rarely used. It was really the combination of her last name, and the sound of boots clicking against the ground – and a voice that wasn't her own – that gathered her attention more than the name. “H-huh?” She questioned, looking back at Nicky. “Doc.. O.. Oh! Me!” She snickered, nodding and motioning for her to come on in. The room was prepared for their little morning activity. “Rae is fine, Nicky.” She pointed out; hadn't she told the blond that before? Maybe. Who knew. It didn't much matter at this point, but being called a doctor... well it made her feel older then she really was. And it was always so formal. It was a title she preferred to hold for official business, and even then only when absolutely needed.<br><br>“It's been a very quiet morning actually,” She commented, patting the table, off center of the room. “I was just getting ready for you actually. Well come on, have a seat and lets get the basic stuff out of the way shall we?”<br><br>Unfortunately for Nicky, Rae wasn't about to pass up an opportunity for a routine check up. Sure it was mandated that every member of the squad had to do it routinely, but if Rae had you she was going to check up on everything just to be sure. It just didn't add enough time to the appointments to justify not doing them. She pulled out two small devices and secured them to the sides of Nicky's head, one on each temple and turned them on – they started transmitting basic data to the pad she had assigned them too, taking her vitals and recording other basic information for Rae to take a look at and put into the file. “How about you Nicky? How are you feeling today... And since the last time you were in here.”<br><br>“Oh!” She exclaimed, suddenly, grinning. “Did you hear about the new interviews? Three of them. Peter's supposed to be meeting with them this afternoon. Isn't that exciting? Do you know anything about them?” She questioned, rapid fire, giddy with the prospect of the squad finally starting to fill out – it had, admittedly, be a little more boring then what she had anticipated when she signed on.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [The Broken City] | Cyberpunk Roleplay IC [A/C]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>13-03-2016, 19:59:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/b4/d0/f2/b4d0f2640b719f5faae2d663244d0637.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Nicole "Nicky" Cross (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=245148.msg12128987#msg12128987)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Medical Lab<br><strong>Time &amp; Date:</strong> April 1, 2110; 10am<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Rae Integra Bellemoore<br><strong>Mentioning:</strong> -<br><strong>Wearing:</strong>this (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=193144003)<br><br>Nicky paused as Rae corrected the way she had addressed her. It wasn't the first time either, but old habits die hard they always say. And Nicky had the idea of proper respect and drilled into her head since entering training. And addressing someone properly was part of that. But she also understood the need to have an identity beyond a title, even more so than most would really ever know. <strong>"Right, Rae...I always forget that, sorry." </strong>Nicky apologized and moved to take her seat on the examination table. <br><br><strong>"Slow, well your morning will probably become more active once get back into more active duty."</strong> she explained, wondering if the idea of it was something Rae looked forward to or dreaded. It was something that Nicky still didn't really know about Rae, why was she here? So young and yet ready to possibly die, or in some cases wishes you had. Even more so Nicky wondered how she could seem so positive all of the time still. <br><br>Rae certainly had a vibrant energy around her most day, even when those around her didn't reflect it, <strong>"The same as always, really, though my right arm may need some adjustments. After the last repair it seems to have a delayed reaction time."</strong> Nicky wiggled her fingers of her right hand, leaned back as Rae placed the devices in her temples. <strong>"Beyond that, nothing....as always."</strong> she shrugged and closed her eyes as the computer began to do its work. <br><br><strong>"Yes I heard, I've already looked into what data has been released about them. Most of them seem to be trouble in the making.</strong>" she spoke honestly not really having a filter to keep back what was really floating about her mind. <strong>"I'll get more excited when it seems like these one's will actually stick it out, or at least live long enough to do so."</strong> Nicky kept her breathing calm and recalled some of the data she had read about the possible new team mates.<strong> "Most of them have had sketchy pasts at best, but have some training in regards to dealing with what is on the streets. Not sure if they're ready for what we do yet though. Thankfully that isn't my call."</strong> Nicky admitted knowing she wasn't the easy of people to get to know or get along with. That and her idea of an interview for this squad would probably run off or kill most of the applicants. 
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