Realian Strike (An Xenosaga based RP)

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"What about me? And the others I saw?" I asked, barely keeping myself from trying to bash this man's face in. "Will we lose our humanity too?" I asked, before adding "And what gave you the right to expiriment at raising the dead anyway?" Now it was becoming really difficult not to strike this person...
 
"Uh-huh..." I said, the universal word for 'I think I understand, but this is WAY too much for me to take in' in truth, I was planning, but frankly, as far as anyone was concerned, I was dead, so I didn't see myself leading any noble crusades against the UTIC any time soon. "So, now that you know you're sick little expiriment works, what are you going to do with us?" I asked, now actually worried about myself.
 
"Really?" I asked, I couldn't believe my luck. But still, I needed information, since I had none. "But, I'm still very confused as to just what happened, I don't even know what day it was when I died, and could someone shut that thing up?" I explained, the last part an angry reprimand as the alarm continued blaring.
 
Name: Shira
Gender: Female
Age: 13
Realian Type: Cyborg
Appearance: Well,for one thing, hardly any of her is human. Only about 40% of her face was left alone. That side reveals nothing but pale shin, and a sea-green eye. The other half is machine-formed, fitting in with her human half, but instead of having a human eye and white coloring, it's a dark blue with a glowing red eye. her arms are narrow, and seem like an average human-shaped machine, but right at the fore-arm, her right arm is slightly bulkier, allowing her mechanical hand to retract and be replaced with her laser cannon. her body is slim, and definatly female, considering her cyborg mechanics, and so are her legs, though if you flipped her over, they have small, high pressure jets at the bottom, which serve for speed. her hair is a metallic silver, and is only on the human half of her.
Personality: she is normally a calm, collected person, but make her angry, and feel her wrath.
Weapon: the laser cannon on her right arm is very powerful, but can only be fired 5 times before she must rest to regain her energy. This takes a long time and this is why she prefers to use her superior strength to attempt to take out her enemies beore resorting to the cannon. She is not very fast, unfortunatly, but she can keep up if she has reason to.
History: Nobody really knows. Nobody even knows her real name.
Other: she is known to malfunction considerably often, and must be repaired just as frequently. Unfortunatly, she has a tendency to malfunction shortly after using her cannon.
RPing sample: *has been exempted from this*
 
"Orientation: upright.
Status: aware
thought: wha?"

This was a reading I was getting from my metallic eye, though I did know it at the time. I immediatly got another reading as something else occured to the robot part of me.

"Observation: body is laying on bed.
Life forms detected. Scanning. Scanning completed. Life forms identified as Realians."

I swumg myself off the bed,and suddenly noticed a miror nearby. I saw the cyborg, I saw what little was left of me, yet I was silent. Nothing from the robot half but cool confidence. I mentally ordered it to scan it's memory. All I got was a questioning reply. It did not know what was happening, but was not bothered either. I mvoed out of the room, another reading coming from the eye

"Realian in distress. Suggesting moving to assistance."

I agreed, and it gave me what it saw for a moment. They were not far. I moved quickly , and saw them from behind a corhner. Seeing one of the Realian's predicaments, I began to get very, VERY angry...
 
"All right, all right." I said, moving towards the shuttle. Truth be told, I was scared by all of this, though there was no way I'd admit that to anyone. I had noticed the creepy looking girl enter, but I didn't say anything as I entered the craft.
 
"And just WHAT do you think you're doing!" I yelled angrily. On my right arm, I felt slightly diffrent, and my cyborg mind gave me a description of the cannon now on my right arm. I raised it, aiming at the man, using my left arm to support the added weight on my right. "You may be in danger, but hurting a Realian is no way to get them to do what you want!"
 
SORA kept quiet during the conversation of the realian, as Margulis said, and Margulis. Still, she knew nothing about the situation yet is still willing to help out.

Before long, the realian made her way to the shuttle, but SORA didn't do anything about it. If she didn't want to help the girl, then it's fine with her. Margulis was really frightening and it was understandable why the girl just left.

Gathering up all her courage, that is if she even had one to begin with, SORA made her way beside the rather scary looking girl who entered not too long ago.

"She's right!" SORA cried, wondering what she'd do next. She mentally scolded herself. She was unaware of everything happening but she just had to butt in. Great. She quavered slightly, thinking that her actions might lead to something she doesn't want.
 
"SORA, a 100-Series Realian, and Shira, the cyborg. Correct?" Margulis laughed as he noted the cannon on Shira's arm, aimed at him. "Go ahead, take your best shot. That's nothing more then a little toy gun to me."

I had slowly placed my right hand on my right cheek. The place Margulis had hit me. I felt cold, alone, and I felt like death was eminant. I mean, how would I survive the Gnosis attack?

"This 100-Series needs me, no matter how much I hit her." Margulis laughed as he grabbed me by the arm, and dragged me over to the conflict. "Look, she can barely speak!" I had my head bent down, and my eyes were staring at the floor. I didn't want to speak, in fear he'd hurt me again.
 
"she won't talk because you're hurting her!" I said, the cannon on my arm beginning to draw energy from the rest of my body. If I could get him away long enough to help the realian, it should help... "you ever think of the consept of earning her trust? It'd probably work better!"
 
"Trust? She's not even human. She doesn't need to trust me, just follow my orders!" Well, Realians didn't have all the rights of a human, that was for sure. To most, we were just considered merchandaise, nothing more. Something didn't make sense though, what were the Gnosis after at UTIC? I winced as I heard their bloodcurdling cries in the distance, and clung to Margulis' leg, despite the fact that he was completely evil.
 
"100-Series Realian...?" SORA whispered to herself, shocked. So that's what she was; a realian. She smiled softly, despite the situation they were in right now, relieved to at least know what she was.

Shaking her head, she focused on Margulis and the realian once more. She detested how he treated the other girl but she couldn't feel mad, as much as she wanted to.

"Just leave her alone. Look at what you're doing to her!" She cried, pointing at the girl who was cringing in fear.
 
Margulis glanced down at me, still clinging to his leg. "Does that look like someone who wants to leave me?" he commented, before patting me on the back. It was to somewhat of an extent, comforting, though I hated to admit it. "Now are you two leaving before the Gnosis attack, or will you stay here and die?"
 
"I don't want to leave her with you." SORA stated, audaciously yet anxiously.

It was true. She didn't want to leave the girl with Margulis, seeing how he treated her not too long ago. It was a relief to see him patting her head rather than hitting her, but still, she found it her hard to trust him with her.
 
I had steathily exited the shuttle, and was listening to what had gone on. "And if we take her from you, and leave, you get left to die. Sounds fair to me." I said, though I had already brought laser pistols from holsters on my waist, and aiming directly at his head,, pulled the triggers.
 
Margulis blocked the incoming blasts by swinging around, and slashing at them with his sword, not missing a beat. "Why must you interfere? Incompetent fool!" He shouted as he ran at Roberta, his weapon raised. He left me alone, in between Robert, and the other two girls. Who's side was I on? Who was I with? It made no sense!
 
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