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Saving the World...Again
((Oh, okay.))"Come James, let's search for that imposter."
((What work are we doing?))
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James closed his eyes for a moment, then opened them. "Okay, it should be reasonably safe to open the door now." So he did.
((People on the other side should be kinda covered in earth....))
Marina saw a few people spitting and blinking back red dirt in blindness. She tip-toed past and waited for James in Perkn's office, not far from the entrance. "What do you suppose we do now?" She questioned softly.
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"Well, maybe we can look for footprints in the dirt."((This is hard, I don't know where Perkn is!))
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"Hm," James muttered. He concentrated. Has this man been here, trod on you? he asked the ground.
Yes. He walked here, then went there, it answered.
James sighed and opened his eyes. "I think I can track him," he said. Ground, lead me on the path he followed, he added silently.
This way, the ground replied. James started walking.
((What is Mary Sue-ish?))Marina followed James. "Maybe he drank water." Marina followed James and his ground path, and concentrated on the scent of water. As long as there was a trace of it all along the ground's path, they were trailing a live person. "We'd better walk fast to catch up," Marina suggested through a veil of chestnut-hued hair.
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"Good point," James said, an idea occurring to him. "Okay, Marina, you're going to have to stay calm and not freak out about what's going to happen now. Take a very deep breath." Suddenly they both disappeared underground, James latching onto Marina's hand. They sped through the earth faster than any person could walk.
Marina gulped in air and closed her eyes. She thought about how upset Raven would be if she found out about this. Then she sputtered through the dirt, "P-th-th-ear!"((Do you understand Marina?))
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((she said "Here!" but she's spitting dirt. James should stop first, before he asks what she said.))
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Marina coughed out dirt and lifted her finger. Perkn was ten feet in front of them, still moving, and with his back turned.
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"Wha--? Who--?" Perkn sputtered.
Marina was silent. She figured James was going to force Perkn to hand over the remote.
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"You! I thought I had [names whatever he did that I'm too lazy to look up]!"
"Fortunately, I escaped," James said, crossing his arms. "You and your people have not treated my friends kindly, Perkn. Where's the remote that turns off the chip in Thomas's arm?" James almost lost control of his emotions as he said this but just kept them in check.
"What remote?" Perkn asked, attempting to sustain an oblivious appearance.
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Marina helped to search Perkn's many coat pockets, and found that his jacket was about as unorganized as her backpack."Who are you?" asked Perkn, at the sight of a girl with long straight hair littered with clumps of mud.
Marina looked coldly into Perkn's face with her hazel green eyes, "I'm Marina." She gave him a stern look to let him know that if he didn't give them the remote, things would not turn out well for him.
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((Should it work?))
((No, I don't think so. I think a manual search is best. Umm... inside coat pocket? Should James or Marina find it?))
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"It's not in here," James said, letting his hand fall.
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Raven gasped and then sat up, opening her eyes to see a sudden rush of color. "Aagh!" She cried, covering her eyes with her hands. Wha--what the h*ll was that!?
((Yes, I'm giving her back her eyesight.))
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"Raven? What's the matter?" Thomas asked worriedly. Crap, I'm sounding like James.
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James glared at Perkn's suddenly smirking face. Fed up, he snatched up something from the pile and held it to Perkn's head. A gun.
"Where's the remote?" James asked again, his expression hard.
"You'll kill me to find out?" Perkn laughed, but there was undercurrent of uneasiness.
James thumbed back the safety catch and put a finger on the trigger. "Yes. If I have to."
"James," Marina protested halfheartedly. "Do we have to?..."
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Raven groaned a bit, trying to get that stinging sensation out of her head. "My....my eyes...."
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"Maybe. Depends on whether or not he tells us where the remote is." James's eyes never left Perkn's.
"If you kill me, I won't be able to tell you where the remote is," Perkn said with fake confidence.
"Actually, I don't need you to tell me where it is. There's metal in the remote. I could call that metal to me and it would come, wherever it is. I don't need to make you tell me where it is. It's just easier. For me, at least."
"You're bluffing," Perkn said desperately.
"Am I? Either way, I'll get the remote. It's just that one way, you aren't alive to see it." James's eyes held Perkn's. Very slowly, his finger tightened on the trigger.
"Okay! Don't shoot me! I'll tell you where it is." Perkn's eyes filled with tears. "Just don't kill me, don't kill me, don't kill me..."
"Where is it, then?" James didn't move.
"In the... in the filing cabinet. Top drawer." Perkn's eyes shifted uneasily.
"You better not be lying," James warned. "Marina, check it out."
((Whoa. Sorry for the flood, everyone.))
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"No, but thanks, Slaty," Thomas said, looking up. "I really appreciate the offer, though."
Marina backed away slowly as James continued to hold the gun to Perkn's head. She walked to the filing cabinet and reached for the top drawer. She grabbed the handle and pulled.Returning, she spoke softy. "The key. Give me the key Perkn; you know that drawer is locked."
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"Shut up," James said, a little absently. He reached a hand toward the pile of Perkn's stuff and a key shot out. "Try this one, Marina."
"Thank you, James."Marina returned to the filing cabinet. She inserted the key and turned it. Softly, tumblers clicked. Without removing the key, Marina pulled the handle. Inside the drawer rested two remotes. She picked up both and returned the James and Perkn with them and the key.
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Suddenly Perkn cackled. "And you'll never know! You'll have to leave here to see if your friend regains his power and once you're gone, I'll -"
James hit Perkn on the head with the gun and the man's eyes rolled up into his head. His head slumped; he was unconscious. "He should sleep for a while," James muttered, ripping of another strip of cloth from his shirt and stuffing it in Perkn's mouth. "And when he wakes up, he can't call for help."
"I think one of them is." Marina paused. "Let's go find Thomas."
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"All right. Up for some more tunneling?"
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((anyway, he's not sexy, he's cute.))
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I know, but still....HA!!))
((And WHY is James missing shirt?))Marina hesitated. Gulping, she responded, "I guess." She's trying to sound calm, but she's looking at her shoes.
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Actually, he's just missing a sleeve from his t-shirt. That's all. He used to have a button-up, but all that's been used as bandages.))
"All right. This shouldn't take long." James grabbed Marina around the waist and they disappeared under the ground.
Brown dirt whirred past Marina and James. Marina felt dizzy and did not move until they were above the surface.
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Marina's head spun, but, seeing a blurry version of Thomas, she managed to pull out her remote, both her and James were carrying one.
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"The door on the right, I know," James said. "Um..." He gave Thomas a sideways look.
His friend instantly understood. "Slaty, please stand back and let James and my associates work. We will tell you when you are needed. Guard Ms. Raven here from harm, and make sure she doesn't do anything strenuous. Like try to fight," he added, giving Raven a look.
((The robot thinks Marina is Dr. Pontae, one of Perkn's head scientists.))