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#382
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Suzerain of Sheol
Desolation Denizen
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As Dante enters the Armory, he is ushered through a dark corridor and into the arsenal proper. The room is well-lit, a high-ceiling warehouse lined with rows of steel shelving. There are armaments of every kind: pistols, rifles, RPGs, knives, swords, stun batons, riot shields, and more. There must be hundreds of crates of ammunition. In the rear, several military vehicles is lined against the wall, along with heavier, non-man-portable weapons. Along the right wall is a smaller, walled depot with a heavily fortified door, presumably where the special weapon reserves are held.
Also within the chamber are many soldiers of the town, frantically donning body armor and arming themselves. The Artificer's depot is open, and what look to be grenades and Reciprocity Generators are being distributed by a man in a lab coat, though he seems annoyed at the quantities that are being requisition.
As Dante is led in, the soldiers look up, many with loaded weapons in hand. Behind him, the doorman speaks up. "This one had a Doomsday Code. Don't know where he got it, but procedure's procedure. Just gotta get him checked out through the Network, then he can have whatever he wants.
The man activates the MDI on his wrist and begins questioning Dante on his personal information.
Cold silence has a tendency
to atrophy any sense of compassion
between supposed lovers.
Between supposed brothers.
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Posted 07-14-2011, 04:14 PM
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