Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-32663439-20150711194841/@comment-29458028-20150720070720

This was easy enough to counter, as Fionn just said "Feim"

By becoming ethereal, physical forces and heat wouldn't affect him. He could keep this up a whole day. Fionn sat down on the floor, while ethereal, and started to chant in dragon language.

(Well, Fionn did cost a few years worth of company money...)

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One of the men fell, blood trailing from his helmet. The leader radioed in again "they are conterfighting, send in the calvary!"

Immediately, the whine of engines could be heard, before missiles started raining down on Whiterun. They didn't use high explosive - they were using chemical warheads.

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Aldrich called in the mission control and said "you know what? We don't need to rescue Fionn. The second prototype has awakened. No ... kill him."

"What!? Sir! 1 billion septims go down the drain!"

"Better than 1 billion septims turning against us once he recovers his memories."

"But sir! The hours of training! The combat simulations! The lives that were lost to make him!"

"DO IT!" screamed Aldrich, crushing the phone, as red circuits flared under his skin.

Aldrich turned to a shadowy man, sayin "is Alduin's vessel ready? Fionn was the first vessel, but since they caught him ... we have to use plan B."

"Yes, plan B is ready ... but Fionn is the only match. Are you sure you don't want to extract Fionn?"

"His circuits are designed for adaptation. If we lost contact, we cannot re- establish it. We have to write him off..."

(Svana!!!)