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Post by Christi on Feb 9, 2009 20:35:34 GMT -5
Alexa stared off at the taxi as it sped away, the driver having been fairly quick to empty the trunk of her bags and high-tail it out of there. She couldn’t blame him though, if she had a choice she wouldn’t be here either, but with her parents gone and Wily being the only living relative she had left, she had no choice in the matter until she reached the legal age. Considering she was fifteen, that was only a few years off. She drew up the hood on the sweater she wore before shouldering her two duffle bags, feeling a slight chill despite the warm temperature as she start towards the entrance to the fortress, unable to shake the latent feeling of doom that hung over her shoulders.
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Post by Zaku on Feb 9, 2009 20:51:26 GMT -5
The fortress is shaped like a skull and looms before her. It is very intimidating to the observer. But Alexa spots a welcome mat with printed flowers on it, by the front door oddly enough.
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Post by Christi on Feb 9, 2009 20:53:17 GMT -5
Alexa sweat-dropped slightly. She'd known that her uncle would be insane, but this was a bit much. She gave a sigh, setting her bags down a moment and looking to see if there were a doorbell at all.
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Post by Zaku on Feb 9, 2009 20:56:41 GMT -5
There is one.
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Post by Christi on Feb 9, 2009 20:57:24 GMT -5
Alexa sighed before hitting the doorbell button, dreading what wait before her.
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Post by Zaku on Feb 9, 2009 21:02:37 GMT -5
The door opens a minute later. But no one is there. She hears a chirping sound come from her feet. It appears to be a small met hat robot.
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Post by Christi on Feb 9, 2009 21:03:50 GMT -5
"...Uh...okay then..."Alexa said, staring down at it as she sweat-dropped.
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Post by Zaku on Feb 9, 2009 21:07:29 GMT -5
It chirps at her inquisitively.
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Post by Christi on Feb 9, 2009 21:08:59 GMT -5
"Ah... I really don't know if you can understand me, but I'm Alexa... uncle Wily should be expecting me, I think... knowing what he's like he's probably completely forgotten," Alexa said, giving a sigh.
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Post by Zaku on Feb 9, 2009 21:13:43 GMT -5
It chirps at her happily before backing into the fortress.
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Post by Christi on Feb 9, 2009 21:14:42 GMT -5
Alexa gathered up her bags, heading inside with a slight glance around.
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Post by Zaku on Feb 9, 2009 21:18:54 GMT -5
The Met Hat hops up a few steps leading to it's stool. It seems he is the only one who answers the door. A long hall leads to a single door up ahead.
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Post by Christi on Feb 9, 2009 21:20:51 GMT -5
Thinking it a bit odd that a Met Hat would be in charge of answering the door, Alexa shook her head and headed down the hall for the door.
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Post by Zaku on Feb 9, 2009 21:23:42 GMT -5
Traveling through the fortress she finds most of it to be a death trap. Spikes and robot enemies everywhere. After an hour she finally finds the door to the living quarters and labs.
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Post by Christi on Feb 9, 2009 21:26:46 GMT -5
Alexa made her way through the door, winded and a mess after navigating her way through it all, her tempers flared because of it.
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