originally posted in:The New Dojo
[b]Introductions[/b]
A series of loud mechanical footsteps could be heard outside Dojoville. They slowly grew louder, indicating that whatever it was, it was getting closer. Soon, it revealed itself to be a Titan, Atlas model.
Its cyan blue optical clusters scanned through the buildings and crowds, but it was obviously manned by a pilot, judging by how it occasionally bumped into something that it didn't mean to
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[b]Soon after the Titan had entered the village, it was stopped on one of many streets. Standing outside the Titan's chassis, and several feet away were five Militia grunts being led by a pilot, who waved for the pilot of the Atlas Titan to exit [/b]
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it opened, and the pilot sat on the open flap. He wore what looked like old militia gear, but from the looks of him and his titan, they were simply hired hands. "Yeah, what?"
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"Nice Atlas Titan... How'd you get here, Pilot?" https://imgur.com/xQTp19X [b]The man in the front stated talking first, eyeing the pilot inside the chassis [/b]
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"Nonya." he said, shrugging the Titan spoke up [i]"Identify."[/i]
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"Who are you? What's your regiment? And where the hell are the others? [b]The man In front asked, ignoring the Titan [/b]
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"Who are you? What's your regiment? And where the hell are the others? [b]The man In front asked, ignoring the Titan [/b]
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The pilot shrugged again "I just grabbed this gear from Angel City." the Titan repeated [i]Identify[/i]
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"Pilot Marker, Fourth Fleet. Serving under Seargent Pilot Jack Cooper, and Admiral Ryan Summers."
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"That rifleman or someshit? huh." He laughed "I'm William Smith, this is AL-8922" The titan responded [i]"Hello"[/i]
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"Yeah that Rifleman that saved the entirety of the Militia almost. Good to meet ya, William." [b]Marker extended a hand to shake [/b]
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He shook it, getting off his Titan "So, lemme guess, you want me to join?"
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"No. Not really, I was just passing through with these guys when we saw the Titan. Thought we'd check it out." [b]He gestured to the four grunts, who had moved along, entering a café [/b]
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"hmph. The hell's the Militia doing here?"
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"It's a key location, considering we have a strong number of allies here. The Alliance, Geth, Turians, hell even a mercenary crew."
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"Apex Predators? how the hell did you convince Blisk to help?"
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"Not them. Another Merc crew, non Titan pilots."
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"Gotcha" he sighed, and the Titan's optical cluster tilted at the pilots
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"That's all really. Try not to cause too much trouble, alright?"
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"I won't be the one starting any fights."
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"Good. Hope to see you around, Pilot."