by Brnin8r » Mon Feb 01, 2010 7:55 am
Nora nodded, "I've been on perimeter defense since I can remember." she gazed around more for another moment before putting her finger to her lips as she exited the single archway. She exited onto a scaffold-esque catwalk where she was immediately stopped. From the outside, all Jack could hear was, "State your designation." Nora replied as robot as ever, "North 31, Perimeter Defense Sector 31." The reply: "State your reasoning." Nora seemed to stall for a moment, "Maintenance." Another moment of silence before the next statement, "Follow." Nora looked back to Jack and ushered him to follow.
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The motorcycle zoomed down the streets as the tiny cameras observed her. Abandoning the intersection, she eventually wound her way through the dark labyrinth to a police station. What's different about it though is that it seems heavily guarded with barricades...as if someone had defended against whatever had taken the city.
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Damian shrugged, "Do you know how many people are usually stationed at a National Guard base? About double that. While Max is ingenious...he's still a robot. I imagine he found the old roster and placed two robots for every human. And we might be able to find a way in...depends on how creative we are."
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