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Jules, Tʜᴇ ᴡᴇɪɢʜᴛ ᴏғ ᴄᴏɴғᴏʀᴍɪᴛʏ ɴᴏ ʟᴏɴɢᴇʀ ʟɪᴇs ᴜᴘᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ Cɪᴛʏ.
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Cinder waited in silence. She was sitting against a wall with her head in her hands. 'This Better work' she thought. 'Or I am so dead.'
((I am going to wait for the reply from Groază on the Private Meeting Room before replying here.))
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Jules, Tʜᴇ ᴡᴇɪɢʜᴛ ᴏғ ᴄᴏɴғᴏʀᴍɪᴛʏ ɴᴏ ʟᴏɴɢᴇʀ ʟɪᴇs ᴜᴘᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ Cɪᴛʏ.
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Jules, Tʜᴇ ᴡᴇɪɢʜᴛ ᴏғ ᴄᴏɴғᴏʀᴍɪᴛʏ ɴᴏ ʟᴏɴɢᴇʀ ʟɪᴇs ᴜᴘᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ Cɪᴛʏ.
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((Also, can you play the officer because I am awful at doing two part RP's/RPing with myself...)
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Jules, Tʜᴇ ᴡᴇɪɢʜᴛ ᴏғ ᴄᴏɴғᴏʀᴍɪᴛʏ ɴᴏ ʟᴏɴɢᴇʀ ʟɪᴇs ᴜᴘᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ Cɪᴛʏ.
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Jules, Tʜᴇ ᴡᴇɪɢʜᴛ ᴏғ ᴄᴏɴғᴏʀᴍɪᴛʏ ɴᴏ ʟᴏɴɢᴇʀ ʟɪᴇs ᴜᴘᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ Cɪᴛʏ.
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((Okay. I was just going to say whoever needs him in their post controls him for that post.))
Devon Nyx stalked into the interrogation chamber. She sighed and sat on the table located in the center of the room and folded her hands in her lap.
The officer looked like her was about to protest her location but remained silent.
"Your name is Cinder Nightman," Devon Nyx stated.
Devon Nyx stalked into the interrogation chamber. She sighed and sat on the table located in the center of the room and folded her hands in her lap.
The officer looked like her was about to protest her location but remained silent.
"Your name is Cinder Nightman," Devon Nyx stated.
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Jules, Tʜᴇ ᴡᴇɪɢʜᴛ ᴏғ ᴄᴏɴғᴏʀᴍɪᴛʏ ɴᴏ ʟᴏɴɢᴇʀ ʟɪᴇs ᴜᴘᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ Cɪᴛʏ.
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Jules, Tʜᴇ ᴡᴇɪɢʜᴛ ᴏғ ᴄᴏɴғᴏʀᴍɪᴛʏ ɴᴏ ʟᴏɴɢᴇʀ ʟɪᴇs ᴜᴘᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ Cɪᴛʏ.
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"And strangely enough," Devon Nyx commented, "I don't give a fuck." Devon Nyx sighed and tapped her nails on the table. "And you are the tech person for the Resistance? And if we finish that, then the fun part may commence." She smirked.
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Jules, Tʜᴇ ᴡᴇɪɢʜᴛ ᴏғ ᴄᴏɴғᴏʀᴍɪᴛʏ ɴᴏ ʟᴏɴɢᴇʀ ʟɪᴇs ᴜᴘᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ Cɪᴛʏ.
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"I don't need to answer anything. You have files on us all, you should know this crap already," she smirked.

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Jules, Tʜᴇ ᴡᴇɪɢʜᴛ ᴏғ ᴄᴏɴғᴏʀᴍɪᴛʏ ɴᴏ ʟᴏɴɢᴇʀ ʟɪᴇs ᴜᴘᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ Cɪᴛʏ.
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Jules, Tʜᴇ ᴡᴇɪɢʜᴛ ᴏғ ᴄᴏɴғᴏʀᴍɪᴛʏ ɴᴏ ʟᴏɴɢᴇʀ ʟɪᴇs ᴜᴘᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ Cɪᴛʏ.
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((Not sure))
"He's a hacker. And I'm the one who invents devices to hurt others and writes most of the propaganda." She smiled and licked her teeth. She pulled something out of her own pocket and held it up for Cinder to see. "Do you know what this is?"
"He's a hacker. And I'm the one who invents devices to hurt others and writes most of the propaganda." She smiled and licked her teeth. She pulled something out of her own pocket and held it up for Cinder to see. "Do you know what this is?"

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Jules, Tʜᴇ ᴡᴇɪɢʜᴛ ᴏғ ᴄᴏɴғᴏʀᴍɪᴛʏ ɴᴏ ʟᴏɴɢᴇʀ ʟɪᴇs ᴜᴘᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ Cɪᴛʏ.
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"And this device is untested, but it will be able to disable limbs. Yours, specifically. Which of us scares you more?" She ran a thumb over her device and stepped closer.
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Jules, Tʜᴇ ᴡᴇɪɢʜᴛ ᴏғ ᴄᴏɴғᴏʀᴍɪᴛʏ ɴᴏ ʟᴏɴɢᴇʀ ʟɪᴇs ᴜᴘᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ Cɪᴛʏ.
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Cinder stood up and started to slowly back towards another wall. She was terrified, but didn't show it. "You people a sick!" She reached for her gun, but realized she didn't have it anymore, they had taken it early on.

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Jules, Tʜᴇ ᴡᴇɪɢʜᴛ ᴏғ ᴄᴏɴғᴏʀᴍɪᴛʏ ɴᴏ ʟᴏɴɢᴇʀ ʟɪᴇs ᴜᴘᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ Cɪᴛʏ.
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"You don't want to do this," Cinder argued. "Blow up that Tech Room, you'll have a war. "Harm me in any way? You'll have a war. And you don't want that," she said quickly.
"Oh, we're going to do both. I'm just checking which one of us is more terrifying to her." Devon Nyx laughed, rolling her eyes. "Losing her tech and her ability to mover her fingers? It would utterly devastate her."
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Jules, Tʜᴇ ᴡᴇɪɢʜᴛ ᴏғ ᴄᴏɴғᴏʀᴍɪᴛʏ ɴᴏ ʟᴏɴɢᴇʀ ʟɪᴇs ᴜᴘᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ Cɪᴛʏ.
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She shook her head. Cinder could do nothing to change these peoples minds, they were insane. She suddenly had an idea. Cinder crumbled to the floor, and lie there. She hoped that they would think she'd passed out.

"You are either faking and thus an idiot to think we'd believe it, or you are the most pathetic human I have ever laid eyes upon. My bets are on the former," Devon Nyx said, sniffing. "And, Nightman, if you escape, it opens the window perfectly for me to off both of your real spies."
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Jules, Tʜᴇ ᴡᴇɪɢʜᴛ ᴏғ ᴄᴏɴғᴏʀᴍɪᴛʏ ɴᴏ ʟᴏɴɢᴇʀ ʟɪᴇs ᴜᴘᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ Cɪᴛʏ.
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The stone floor was cold against her arms. They had taken her coat and sweatshirt, leaving her in her t-shirt and jeans. She stayed down.

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Jules, Tʜᴇ ᴡᴇɪɢʜᴛ ᴏғ ᴄᴏɴғᴏʀᴍɪᴛʏ ɴᴏ ʟᴏɴɢᴇʀ ʟɪᴇs ᴜᴘᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ Cɪᴛʏ.
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After a few seconds, Cinder couldn't stand it. "Fine I'll talk!" She stood up. "Just don't do anything to the others."
"And why am I pressing the button?" Devon Nyx asked, looking at Marik. She held up her own device and smiled. "And no worries, Nightman, by the time this is done, you won't remember the others."
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Jules, Tʜᴇ ᴡᴇɪɢʜᴛ ᴏғ ᴄᴏɴғᴏʀᴍɪᴛʏ ɴᴏ ʟᴏɴɢᴇʀ ʟɪᴇs ᴜᴘᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ Cɪᴛʏ.
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"Before you do anything, tell me this. Innocent people will be killed, there will be a war. Why aren't you doing anything to prevent it?" She asked
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Jules, Tʜᴇ ᴡᴇɪɢʜᴛ ᴏғ ᴄᴏɴғᴏʀᴍɪᴛʏ ɴᴏ ʟᴏɴɢᴇʀ ʟɪᴇs ᴜᴘᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ Cɪᴛʏ.
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Jules, Tʜᴇ ᴡᴇɪɢʜᴛ ᴏғ ᴄᴏɴғᴏʀᴍɪᴛʏ ɴᴏ ʟᴏɴɢᴇʀ ʟɪᴇs ᴜᴘᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ Cɪᴛʏ.
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"No! I'm talking about the citizens! You can't put them into this, they haven't done anything!" She shouted walking towards marik

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Jules, Tʜᴇ ᴡᴇɪɢʜᴛ ᴏғ ᴄᴏɴғᴏʀᴍɪᴛʏ ɴᴏ ʟᴏɴɢᴇʀ ʟɪᴇs ᴜᴘᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ Cɪᴛʏ.
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Jules, Tʜᴇ ᴡᴇɪɢʜᴛ ᴏғ ᴄᴏɴғᴏʀᴍɪᴛʏ ɴᴏ ʟᴏɴɢᴇʀ ʟɪᴇs ᴜᴘᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ Cɪᴛʏ.
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((Sorry. . . .had to dead-head some bushes))
Devon Nyx looked at Marik and then at Cinder. Without any sort of hesitation, she changed the setting on her own device and pressed the button. It disabled Cinder's legs so that she could not make an attempt to advance or kick Sev. "Like you and your friends? Innocents have been killed by your Resistance too. Most of those loyal to the Council have family killed by the Resistance. Morally, you are our equal. Strategically, you are vastly inferior."
Devon Nyx looked at Marik and then at Cinder. Without any sort of hesitation, she changed the setting on her own device and pressed the button. It disabled Cinder's legs so that she could not make an attempt to advance or kick Sev. "Like you and your friends? Innocents have been killed by your Resistance too. Most of those loyal to the Council have family killed by the Resistance. Morally, you are our equal. Strategically, you are vastly inferior."
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Jules, Tʜᴇ ᴡᴇɪɢʜᴛ ᴏғ ᴄᴏɴғᴏʀᴍɪᴛʏ ɴᴏ ʟᴏɴɢᴇʀ ʟɪᴇs ᴜᴘᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ Cɪᴛʏ.
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Jules, Tʜᴇ ᴡᴇɪɢʜᴛ ᴏғ ᴄᴏɴғᴏʀᴍɪᴛʏ ɴᴏ ʟᴏɴɢᴇʀ ʟɪᴇs ᴜᴘᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ Cɪᴛʏ.
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Jules, Tʜᴇ ᴡᴇɪɢʜᴛ ᴏғ ᴄᴏɴғᴏʀᴍɪᴛʏ ɴᴏ ʟᴏɴɢᴇʀ ʟɪᴇs ᴜᴘᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ Cɪᴛʏ.
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Jules, Tʜᴇ ᴡᴇɪɢʜᴛ ᴏғ ᴄᴏɴғᴏʀᴍɪᴛʏ ɴᴏ ʟᴏɴɢᴇʀ ʟɪᴇs ᴜᴘᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ Cɪᴛʏ.
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