USH'S MATRIX GAME 2006 FIRST ASSIGNMENT- 'The Museum'

Mirage makes her way to the Wonders of the Ancient Deep gallery.

Balder will position himself in the middle of the corridor, leaning against the wall and scanning the crowd.

Sipping daintily at a cup of Cappuccino, clad in his worn Motorcycle Leather, Boots and Mohawk. Barb draws looks from the few people about.

"Rather rude, Staring like that." He says smiling, before taking another drink of the Coffee.

As he enters the Air exhibit, Azrael gestures to the others that he'll cover the entrance while they look around.

He'll sit in the chair by the door if there's nobody there (there's always a chair by the door in museums), looking over the crowd and checking out the exhibit itself, though mainly with a strategic eye.

Cloud will be positioned so both his swords are hidden below his trenchcoat (which I can imagine would be pretty hard to do) watching the traffic go by.

"Nope," Melis replies to Burn. "Far from. I used to serve on the Novalis. Obviously not your first."

Originally posted by Storm
Mirage makes her way to the Wonders of the Ancient Deep gallery.

Sirin follows likewise.

"This is my first time on a mission," Sirin says, trying to start conversation as they wander into the room. "Who thought I'd be going to a Museum..."

Heph stretches himself.

"We should put ourselves at different spots in the room, I think?" Heph says, asking Captain Dallas. "Spades there, me there, and you here. Or something."

Ares lights a cigarette and takes a puff.

"So, come here often?" Ares asks San with a corny grin.

Mors keeps watch.

"First mission, isn't it?" he says, folding his arms in the chilly air and standing beside Hawk. "Christmas spirit in the air, snow falling from the sky, just brilliant. And all fake. Makes you wonder what your family is doing right now, though, doesn't it?"

Two rather well-dressed gentlemen just sat down in the same cafe as the two of you out there.

And three maintenance vans are pulling in around the back of the museum.

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Inside, the schoolchildren are looking around the exhibits of extinct species. There are some genuine ("genuine"😉 fossils here, which the teacher is trying to pull the kids' attention towards. Most of them are more attracted to the impressive Tyrannosaurus skeleton, or the woolly mammoth in the corner.

"None of these species exist any more," explains the teacher. "They were alive once, but will never be again."

"How do we know what they looked like, then?" asks a girl

"Well, these fossils are the actual remains of ancient creatures. The skeletons are the best guess we can make from the evidence we have found."

Originally posted by Newjak
Berserker turns to Helios
"That exhibit looks cool let's check it out."

"Alright."

Helios had never been one for educational learning, but he had to admit, he found this exhibit interesting and did not hesitate when answering Berserker.

"Alright thats what I like to hear"

Berserker Slaps him on the back as they has towards it. He makes a quick glimpse back though to make sure he maintians visual with Azreal.

"So how long you'v been fightin the good fight Helios?"

"I actually can't say I have yet. I'm a new recruit."

"Well then this should be quite exciting for you huh?"

"Definitely."

As he said this a smile came to Helios' face. He was cocky, and his head was filled with the thoughts of the glory of his first mission.

Berserker could see the young kid excted he only hoped that it wouldn't cause any problems later on.

"So what do you think of tis exhibit pretty sweet huh?"

"Hell yes, even if it's fake."

Originally posted by Captain REX
Ares lights a cigarette and takes a puff.

"So, come here often?" Ares asks San with a corny grin.

"Hah...so how long do you expect it'll take for something to go wrong?"

I suppose we're just waiting by the exit. Hopefully Gun-boy here won't attract us any attention 😛

Originally posted by Fire
"Hmm, looks dangerous I always thought they were smaller..."

"Hmm, only ever seen one on TV, back when I was a Coppertop... Fair few years back now..." The tower of-a-man dwarfed his companion, he was dressed in an over-sized trenchcoat that only just wrapped around his shoulders, he pulled his large brimmed fedora-styled hat to wipe the sweat from his brow; this was his first mission in years and he was a little more than rusty since after he left the Osiris.

The weight of his two sidearms was comfortable alongside the ridiculous amount of spare ammo, he silently hoped that he wouldn't need to use the weaponry, but this was the Matrix... He found himself looking over his own shoulder, expecting to see that Smith-charactered Agent there, ready to tear his limbs off!

His last encounter with the program was the reason he left active duty, he had lasted three minutes before backup slowed the rampaging Agent down so he could escape, it then took six whole months for him to recover...

(A bit of a back-story for the Veteran, what do you think? 🙂 )