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Posted by danleroi22 on May 26, 2008 12:12:21 GMT -6
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Waiting around for the rumors to become reality was not an easy thing to do. Zeke's patience was running thin and his heartrate was high. He needed to do something for Evie, he just had to. The raid would come soon enough... but could he will himself to wait? He tried to tell himself he could.
Tonight was just like every other night, he pulled his chair close to the screen and clicked on the blue 'e' brining the internet up for his conveniece. After a few google seraches, which incidentally brought up nothing, he checked out the blogs he frequented.
Bingo.
There in front of him was the news he had been waiting for. The headline read, "Mutants Attempt Break Out" and the text read:
---Earlier today a force consisting of mutants and possibly even humans airdropped into the center of the New York so-called mutant concentration camp. The mutants were heavily armed and obviously have intent to free their mutant brethren within the camp. They dropped in before they were even noticed and began dispatching so-called "Stalkers" with their high-tech weaponary. Some witnesses even claimed that they were using their abilities against the Stalkers as well.
Meanwhile, it seems that the brunt of the air attack was a diversion from the true threat. A group of lightly armed but heavily armored vehicles have rolled up to the camps and it seems that the breakout is fully underway. Reports of explosions and other noises of war echo accross each witness' story. Nothing further is known at the moment. Stay tuned.---
Zeke stared at the report and took in every intimate detail. His palms began to sweat and hit head started to hurt. This was really it. This was the moment when the mutants would take back what was rightfully theirs: themselves.
Zeke clicked the black 'x' in the top right of his screen and swiveled his chair around with the customary 'eeeuurrrrrr' coming from its metal. His stood to his feet and the chair kept swiveling for a second before coming to rest in a position facing back towards the computer.
Zeke walked to the closet and entered, the white light blinding him for a second, then as his eyes adjusted he spotted what he was looking for. His weapons. He walked out of the room, Almost forgot to suit up... and headed for the closet. He took out his teal and black vest and slipped it over his shoulders, it would protect him from any bullets or shrapnel. Then his slipped his black button-up back on and secured a belt over his pants. Nice. I look good.
The belt held a holster on his right and left hips and had a strap leading all the way from around his right shoulder back to his belt. Lined along the strap were attachments built in to secure his stars.
He walked back to the closet and pulled out the Eagle, securing it to right holster, then he dropped spare belts in his left holster, which was specifically designed by him to hold the cartridges in place. Next he pulled out his stars and attached them to strap. He walked out of the room and the door closed with a whoosh as the light in the closet shut off.
He engaged his security system and headed for the door, not looking back. As he reached the door, he passed a mirror. He took one last look.
An Israeli man with a bulging black-shirted chest and black pants stared back. It had a black belt with gun holster and large gun, with a black strap leading to his right shoulder, while lining the strap were scores of black ninja stars with teal trim. He took a dramatic moment to put on some fingertip-less gloves and black glasses. Perfect. Then for effect he let some yellow sulfur escape from his gloved hand. It trickled out of the gaps at his finger tips and headed up towards the cieling.
Before walking out the door, Zeke grabbed two twenty-ounce water bottles sitting beside the door and attached them to the back of his strap like an arrow quiver.
All ready... here we go. And one final random throught as he headed toward the battle. Hey, I wonder if I could control liquid sulfur too...?
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May 26, 2008 12:12:48 GMT -6
danleroi22
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