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[ryexe-blog]

 @wrenchdog​ entered.

    へ the rabbit-clad younger leaned back, propping their legs up on a nearby crate. an emoticon flashed onto their rather bright mask. 

‘ glad to know i’m not the only freak with a mask. ‘, they stated bluntly through a distorted voice-changer, though they tilted their head slightly. ‘ dedsec must have a mask fetish, no? ‘

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@hearthacked

“What the... Whoa! Fuckin’ whoa!”

Rebecca noticed her screen going haywire and flicker while her coding was becoming visible and scrolling upwards. As it started to go even more crazy, she smirked and frantically tried to counter-hack.

“No one catches me off-guard, asshole!”

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@chxxrslove

“Gotta say... I don’t think I’ve met anyone who is that fast.”

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@thedevilsbartender

The warehouse was empty, or at least it was supposed to be looking like that as Rebecca stared up from her perch to notice someone was lurking around down below.

She watched in silence, wondering who the man was and if she was going to have to get feisty tonight. 

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@completelyhypnotic

Rebecca had been really focused on her work. The Shock Blade was an astonishing achievement of hers, albeit it wasn’t really her design but she had been able to get it work in the first few tries.

As she held it up and started to strap it on her wrist, she felt like she was being watched and it wasn’t the sort that came from her drones. Her eyes stared at the wall that was behind her workbench, but her focus was on the presence that was behind her.

Turning around and flicking her wrist to let the hidden blade slip out, she demanded, “Got a death wish, buddy?”

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@innorninepatris

“Please, oh please tell me you are here to end my misery...”

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@thefryebrother

Pushing herself up from the floor, she realized that she wasn’t inside the Vault but from the looks of her surroundings, she was still in London... or at least a version of it. Everything looked like they did when the Initiate was surfing through the memories of those Frye Twins.

As she moved to push herself up from the ground, Rebecca was quickly reminded of her earlier predicament as a burning came erupted from her side. 

“...fuck,” she whispered, the hand that moved to touch where the pain was moved up to let her see that there was blood. “God... fuck...”

Rolling to lay on her back, she successfully sat up and scooted over to a wall that she could use as a crutch for the time being. She needed to get out of here. No matter where she was, the night sky would easily conceal the dangers of the city.

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@emxte

“Whoa! How do you make your mask do that?!”