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Topic Started: Jul 19 2012, 07:09 PM (681 Views)
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There is a muted breath from behind Orpheus, and Terumi smiles, the pale fabric of his cheeks stretching to reveal inky, protean depths behind. "Sure." he says. "Captain Xenos. Turn around, would'ja?"

Behind Orpheus, the Phantom stands, silent and empty, worse even than the naked metal of Ignis. She moves like oil, spilling slow, disjointedly towards him, slipping away from the eye, and beneath the thorned hat is a null space, a bleak, dank ocean, and everything that every crept and crawled inside Orpheus's heart falls into that horrid depth forever.

"Listen carefully." Terumi rasps. "I have orders, Xenos."
Class. Dig it up, dust it off, hang that shit crooked on an ear. My halo's a land mine rind, amigo.

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Orpheus' blood runs cold at the mention of Phantom.

'No...dear god, anything but this, anything!'

But to his utter horror, when he turns around as Terumi ordered, she is there.

He feels despair. Total despair while staring at the spaceless void that is the Phantom's "face".

He knows what is coming. He knows that in but a few seconds, Orpheus Xenos will be nothing more than a mindless shell, a puppet just like the very being that will put him in such a state. The man behind the mask will be gone.

All that shall remain is a mirror that speaks death for the reflected.

His head hangs low, unable to look directly at the Phantom lest the terror of his situation get the best of him.

"...And what are these orders...Monster." He says, shamelessly.

Under the mirror, he smiles sadly.

'Rust...Desmond...Nu...all of you...please...

Get me out of here.'
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"Feeling brave, are we, Captain?" Relius answered for Terumi. "You need not fret, we're not punishing you just yet. All we're doing here is offering you a choice."

He leaned forward in his chair, fingers crossed together and held in front of his chin, making him look somehow even more sinister.

"Phantom here will give a significant boost to your abilities. Speed, strength, wit, all of those things. I could do the same but my methods take slightly longer and the walls need repainting afterwards. Your powers with Catoptr have been less than effective as of late, Xenos, yet we're prepared to take another chance on you, mainly because you have had the most experience with Hetfield and the rest of them. Your choice should be obvious by now."

Relius' smirk reaches peak smugness.

"Either Phantom boosts your capabilities to a substantial level. Or I will."
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"Teh." He responds. "You know what my answer is."

He swallows and forces what he knows are his final words before losing himself.

"...I'll take my chances with the Phantom."
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Phantom reaches up and her hand slides right through Orpheus's mask like water. And then pulls him into it.

For a single terrifying moment Orpheus is floating in a world of glass, stuck inside that thin flake of glass - and then he falls out the other side, and everything is wrong, reflected, splintered and shadow - he has stepped through the looking glass darkly.

Phantom inclines her head, and there is the impression of a mouth for a moment, and it is the cracked, plump lips of a drowned corpse.
Class. Dig it up, dust it off, hang that shit crooked on an ear. My halo's a land mine rind, amigo.

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He feels...Wrong.

There is no other word to describe how Orpheus feels. He can feel that something just isn't right with him.

A part of him his horrified.

A part of him doesn't give a shit.

Ah, the beauty of Contradiction.

"...Now that that's through..." He drones, voice almost fully devoid of emotion, and every word spoken slowly as though he wishes to emphasize each one of them. He glances over and Terumi, and copies him. The face that meets the man is impassive, apathetic, somewhat lifeless and at attention at the same time.

"...May I have the orders you discussed...Captain?"
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Terumi is smiling again, his hair drifted low again. In fact, he snatches his hat up and, after carefully combing fingers through his hair, settles it atop his noggin. "There's a new addition to the rabble bothering the NOL. My sources inform me he is one Albus Scaslivy. And, in fact, he has a sister. In my department."

He inclines his head. "Pay her a visit. Incapacitate her, and copy her. Use her voice to contact Albus, and set up a meeting where she can pass blueprints of another NOL branch, or . . . anything else he might be interested in."

Terumi leans back in his chair. "If he bites, let me know. I'll make myself acquainted with him."

The flash of teeth, and a choking laugh.
Class. Dig it up, dust it off, hang that shit crooked on an ear. My halo's a land mine rind, amigo.

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"And if I may add a...secondary objective." Colonel Relius Clover interjected. "When the time is right, I'll be placing you under a certain Major in our group. Your orders will be to keep him in line and make sure he does his duty, Xenos. Family connections are always such a... troublesome thing."

He pushed forward a file on his desk the name HETFIELD, DEAN emblazoned across it. A bald man dressed in an N.O.L uniform wielding the Halford adorned the front.

"Let him know that if anything were to happen that would, say, swing the balance in the rebels' favour? His wife will be forced to re-enter the Intelligence department once again. And Captain Hazama here, as you can no doubt tell, is feeling rather testy during this period."

He grinned again.

"Understood?"
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Orpheus shifts so that he no longer copies Terumi. "Very clear." He says in the same dull drone.

He takes the file from the desk, and with not another sound besides his footsteps, leaves the room.
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