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Googlie
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Commanding Officer, CRYPTEIA
Apr 1999
time: 21:37
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Hmm - just like we all had in the Spartan Chronicles
quote:
Avishnu Testing Range
Anastasia cradled the lifeless body in her arms, and wondered what to do with it. In all her planning this was one that she hadn’t foreseen.
She reached down with her fingers to wipe the blood from his face, and noticed for the first time the pendant that he wore, spilled out from under the hood when she had pulled it off.
She looked at it.
One side had an embedded microchip that she assumed held the bio-details of Allardyce.
The reverse simply had an etched commlink frequency.
On an impulse, she pulled out her commlink and dialed.
“Ossenton here,” came the voice. Anastasia recognized the Sparta Command surgeon’s face.
“Kendra – It’s Anastasia here.”
“Anastasia. How nice. How is Googlie? Does he want to talk to me?”
Anastasia’s self control snapped, and she sobbed into the commlink:
“Oh, Kendra, he’s dead. Cut down with a shredder.”
“Back up, Anastasia. How did he die? You mentioned a shredder. Where was he hit?”
“Through the chest. He was wearing a very light camouflage suit that gave him no protection at all.”
“Anastasia. This is important. Is his head intact?”
“Yes. Why?”
“Anastasia. Where exactly are you right now?”
“Just north of Temple of Sol, in Peacekeeping territory.”
“Anastasia. You’ve got to get him to a Spartan biolab as quickly as possible. I understand from Slats Miller that his commlink alert was picked up earlier and they’ve dispatched a helo for him. Now Anastasia, has he his microchip?”
“You mean this dogtag thing?”
“That’s it. Now reach behind his left ear – there’s a small ridge like a bone spur. Press on it. Done it?”
“Yes, what now?”
“Good. Now peel back the small flap of synthskin, and expose the node receptor, then insert the chip. Remove the cord of the “dogtag” as you call it. It really is a fine filament thread. Insert one end into the exposed chip and the other into the commlink you are holding. This will relay his stasis condition to me.”
“Stasis condition? You mean he’s not dead?”
“Well, clinically he is dead, but like in cryosleep.”
Anastasia inserted the chip and connected the leads.
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A continent away Kendra looked at her console as the data scrolled:
…program activating…..numerous integrity breaches detected…..releasing analgesic blockers…….releasing coagulents…….commencing shut down…..disengaging neural synapses…….releasing endomorphines………………..
….override detected……..manual override………………
Stazi, I love you
…….program refresh……continuing shut down……depowering implants…..switching off optical augmentation…..switching off aural augmentation…..compressing memory files……suspending aortal pacemaker…..switching off optic overrides…..closing neural links…..powering down musclature enhancers…..commencing countdown to stasis……releasing pulmonary serratins…..cycling off….stasis commencing…..flatlining……reverting to safe mode…..awaiting activation…………………… ………………………………………..
Kendra sank back. “Good,” she thought. “Salvageable.”
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Last edited by Googlie on 27-07-2004 at 19:20
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26-07-2004 05:29
I'm really impressed. Must be quite tough. 
) but now I'm back in line.
after a another tought, how about Hammer Of Thor? Vikings used miniature hammers as necklases(which looked like a T upside down). this thing came to my mind when watching Command Nexus SP-moovie.
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