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'''Centurian Embassy''' | |||
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Light assails your eyes, and a dull ache your head. For a moment disorientation is total, and you wonder if your ship crash-landed somewhere. Then memory makes its belated arrival in your mind. | Light assails your eyes, and a dull ache your head. For a moment disorientation is total, and you wonder if your ship crash-landed somewhere. Then memory makes its belated arrival in your mind. | ||
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Next to the clock you see a glass of water, and beside that a couple of green capsules lying on a piece of paper. You pull the paper towards you, sending the pills rolling away to rest against the clock’s base unit. The words ‘Stop slacking, captain!’ are written on it, in a fist you recognize as Talia’s. | Next to the clock you see a glass of water, and beside that a couple of green capsules lying on a piece of paper. You pull the paper towards you, sending the pills rolling away to rest against the clock’s base unit. The words ‘Stop slacking, captain!’ are written on it, in a fist you recognize as Talia’s. | ||
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Later, your head cleared by the glorious wonders of chemistry, you enter the lounge you and your companions have annexed for the duration of your stay at the embassy. | Later, your head cleared by the glorious wonders of chemistry, you enter the lounge you and your companions have annexed for the duration of your stay at the embassy. | ||
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“I’ll be at the embassy all day, surrounded by some of the empire’s best guardsmen. Take the others with you. I’ll be quite safe.” | “I’ll be at the embassy all day, surrounded by some of the empire’s best guardsmen. Take the others with you. I’ll be quite safe.” | ||
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As the result of a well-intentioned but somewhat absurd attempt to represent the multicultural flavor of the UHW’s member states, the park in question is a strange mishmash of different aesthetics. Trees and flowers which nature hadn’t seen fit to place on the same continent, or sometimes even the same planet, are arranged side by side, among a forced marriage of lampposts and decorative ornamentations in a variety of different styles. | As the result of a well-intentioned but somewhat absurd attempt to represent the multicultural flavor of the UHW’s member states, the park in question is a strange mishmash of different aesthetics. Trees and flowers which nature hadn’t seen fit to place on the same continent, or sometimes even the same planet, are arranged side by side, among a forced marriage of lampposts and decorative ornamentations in a variety of different styles. | ||
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“I can get you inside their embassy,” Kweeg replies. “You just have to follow the plan constructed by my infinitely superior intellect…” | “I can get you inside their embassy,” Kweeg replies. “You just have to follow the plan constructed by my infinitely superior intellect…” | ||
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'''Remote Control''' | |||
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“We’re in place,” you say into the communicator. | “We’re in place,” you say into the communicator. | ||
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“Good work,” you say. Then you issue your instructions, guiding Telemachus and his hijacked vehicle on their path of destruction. | “Good work,” you say. Then you issue your instructions, guiding Telemachus and his hijacked vehicle on their path of destruction. | ||
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'''Infiltration''' | |||
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A section of wall explodes in a shower of white rubble. The Sentinel faces it for a moment longer, as though admiring its handiwork. Then it lumbers off in a different direction, blasting at other parts of the embassy, firing streams of bullets at the soldiers charging towards it. | A section of wall explodes in a shower of white rubble. The Sentinel faces it for a moment longer, as though admiring its handiwork. Then it lumbers off in a different direction, blasting at other parts of the embassy, firing streams of bullets at the soldiers charging towards it. | ||
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The four of you sprint from the trees, making for the wall and its new improvised entrance. If Telemachus can keep them occupied, this might just work… | The four of you sprint from the trees, making for the wall and its new improvised entrance. If Telemachus can keep them occupied, this might just work… | ||
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'''Just Act Casual...''' | |||
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You slip through the gap, entering the courtyard around the embassy’s main building. | You slip through the gap, entering the courtyard around the embassy’s main building. | ||
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You can’t afford a fight, not here. You have to talk your way out of this… | You can’t afford a fight, not here. You have to talk your way out of this… | ||
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'''Data Diving''' | |||
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“Why aren’t you out there defending the embassy?” the Centurian asks. | “Why aren’t you out there defending the embassy?” the Centurian asks. | ||
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“You need to hurry!” comes Telemachus’ voice. “There aren’t many Sentinels left for me to grab!” | “You need to hurry!” comes Telemachus’ voice. “There aren’t many Sentinels left for me to grab!” | ||
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'''Centurian Sentinel''' | |||
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“Found anything yet?” you ask, glancing over your shoulder. | “Found anything yet?” you ask, glancing over your shoulder. | ||
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There’s a piercing screech, the sound of metal scraping against metal, as the slender part of the Sentinel’s leg finally gives way beneath your fire. The machine lurches, as though trying to maintain its balance. Then it collapses, the damaged limb buckling beneath it. The crash echoes across the courtyard, followed a moment later by the repeated hissing of laser fire as Centurian guards converge on it – brave now that its weapons are useless. | There’s a piercing screech, the sound of metal scraping against metal, as the slender part of the Sentinel’s leg finally gives way beneath your fire. The machine lurches, as though trying to maintain its balance. Then it collapses, the damaged limb buckling beneath it. The crash echoes across the courtyard, followed a moment later by the repeated hissing of laser fire as Centurian guards converge on it – brave now that its weapons are useless. | ||
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