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originally posted in:The New Dojo
3/29/2017 11:36:27 PM
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"Uh. Whoops. Very bad way of putting that. Hmm. A-ha!"
Reaching into his pocket, Steel drew a very small vial. Smelling salts.
"Uhhh. Ananke, get me a holo-screen. Nineteen seventeen doctor. Make it Aussie."
A very small drone crawled out of Steel's pocket. Flinging into the air, it projected a holographic imaging of an Australian combat medic over his clothing. Now perfectly disguised, he held the salts under Marcus's nose.
"There we go, that's a right lad." The man performed the accent almost perfectly.
English
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He wakes up, looking to the medic. "Mate, had the weirdest dream; said that I was on another damn planet in the future; and that the Allied Powers sent me as a test subject; case the old Germans, Ottos...Austrian-Hungarians...thank goodness it was all a damn dream." He responds, not noticing the disguise.
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"Well, lad... About that. The ship we were going home on... She's bloody wrecked. About a year ago. You got right knocked cold the whole time. Damn lucky I mana-" Steel stopped mid-sentence. "Bloody hell, no sense in lying. You weren't dreaming. Found you about five minutes ago, all Topsy-turvey over something about Africa. Then a branch gave you a good knockout. Far as I know, Command has no bloody clue where we are."
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"Damn it...where are we, mate? There a town nearby we could stay in? 'Cause I'm not staying out there to get pecked on by them wolves." Marcus had said, breathing a little bit, slowly standing up.
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"Well. There's this bloody massive ruckus off to the west. Suppose it might be people. Didn't want to get too close 'fore you snapped out of it."
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"Alright, mate; if they're hostile, we hide. If they aren't, we might as well stay there for the time being." He says, making sure his Luger was fully reloaded. "Let's go." He walked in the wrong direction to the Dojo.
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"Lad, the other way."
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"Oh, yeah; must've hit that branch pretty hard." He had said, moving in the other direction.
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As they walked towards the Dojo, Ananke hit a tree. The hologram dissapeared from Steel, seemingly without you noticing. "So, why'd you join the war?" He asked, still feigning an accent.
