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REPORT 001 :: CONSCRIPTION // ACTION
[There is a girl in a delicate sundress advancing through the snow with her head down, stopping behind every tree big enough to cover her position, to look at the area around her. She shivers, and her hair had collected frost that had stuck on her blond hair, but her eyes continuously scan every tree in the environment with distrust and paranoia, ignoring the environment around her, as if she was being hunted.
Those that have spent time in the military would recognize her movements resembled that of a soldier. A weaponless soldier without protective armor or equipment, but a soldier nonetheless.
More specifically, a SPARTAN-II. And a Spartan was never weaponless.
Her breathing condenses with the frigid air around her, but she ignores it. This girl continues advancing through the forest, but she abruptly stops mid-way, looking at something in the snow, for a long moment uncaring of the alien woods that held her. She slowly bends down, and picks it up.
She mutters to herself.]
I've seen this before... I left this back there.
Those that have spent time in the military would recognize her movements resembled that of a soldier. A weaponless soldier without protective armor or equipment, but a soldier nonetheless.
More specifically, a SPARTAN-II. And a Spartan was never weaponless.
Her breathing condenses with the frigid air around her, but she ignores it. This girl continues advancing through the forest, but she abruptly stops mid-way, looking at something in the snow, for a long moment uncaring of the alien woods that held her. She slowly bends down, and picks it up.
She mutters to herself.]
I've seen this before... I left this back there.
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But you don't have any form of technology. [A slispace drive, for instance.] And it's done only to on a few select elements. It's just impossible.
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[Heck, even Sora knew stop magic, and learning it wasn't too hard.]
I don't know how to explain it; it's just something I picked up recently.
[And, hm. He'll go ahead and do another quick practice spell, this time blizzard magic!]
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How do you 'pick up' breaking the laws of physics!?
[THIS SORT OF MAGIC IS NOT COMMON IN HER WORLD.]
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The same way you learn anything else. Someone's teaching me.
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I don't think could imitate what a billion-credit Translight Engine can pull off.
...How can you learn it?
[It is power she envies, yes.]
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It's not something I can really explain.
[Though, now he is curious.]
So what's a Translight Engine?
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[Why wouldn't he know? Then again, she's no longer in Harvest.]
FTL Mechanism. It's used by starships for FTL travel. Faster Than Light. They use particle accelerators to punch a hole from space to slipspace, and allow us interstellar travel.
It's the greatest invention in my world, but even the greatest minds think of them as black box tech.
...Hence why I asked.
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[Just a faster, high-tech version of the Gummi.]
Anyway, technology doesn't have a lot to do with magic. It's just an ability people can pick up with enough training.
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[She sighs, annoyed.]
It's just... [She wants to say it's impossible, but she was breathing.] It doesn't exist in my world. I've never seen anything like that, until this place.
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[Heh.]
Might want to get used to it. People here come from different worlds with their own rules.
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[The possibility astonishes her.]
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[He could tell stories about some of the experiments.]
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[But, Daisy notices this person said what they pull.]
I was told a little about the experiments here -the one in October-, but... what do they do?
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[Riku dismisses his sword, which vanishes in a cloud of darkness. After that, he crosses his arms and shuts his eyes.]
Sometimes they'll change your appearance or mess with your mind. They can screw with your memories, change your personality, and even turn you into a different species. Sometimes, though, they'll do something to the enclosure. Make it flood, bring in an amusement park... To tell you the truth, they're pretty unpredictable.
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Ever heard of a sheath!?
[She sighs.]
But wouldn't that require subjecting every person here to surgical treatment? And the geophysical preparations for floods or... [She doesn't believe she's saying this.] Amusement parks?
[She holds her arms. The thought of going through an operating table a second time to have her whole being changed, and having everything of her changed, especially her species, terrifies her more than everything else. The Elites she had strangled herself come to mind.]
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Yeah. Last year they brought in an amusement park as a "reward". One of the few times they didn't have some ulterior motive.
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But they're our captors. Why would they do that? It doesn't make sense. And... not to mention to erect one takes months.
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[The Spartan had heard of unexpected opponents before, but this takes the prize.]
Is there the chance they're messing with us, even with those rewards?
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Chief Petty Officer SPARTAN-023. United Nations Space Command. Naval Special Warfare.