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Project: Olympus
"I suppose this is where I'd say that ultimately it isn't your call, Doc. But hopefully we'll fare well enough that Artemis won't have to make that sacrifice," Taylor said simply. "Especially if we're all practical about this. We shouldn't need desperate heroics to pull this off."

Project: Olympus
"What do you think you've Shanghai'd us for, Doc? Since, y'know, it looks like Gauge and me are the closest thing to 'conventional' you ended up getting," Taylor said. Few people really accused him of being slow. "...Yeah. I've already got a last resort planned, let's just hope we won't need it."

The Nightmare Crisis
Taylor backed off somewhat. Like, to the nearest fire escape, which he hopped onto. "Yeah, this could be overkill..."

Project: Olympus
Taylor's gaze darted from Dr. Iven over to Artemis, then back to the doctor. "I think I get it. They asked for a super soldier, but you didn't... quite deliver, did you?" Part of Taylor prayed that nobody would ask how he'd come to that conclusion, because if he explained... he'd be sharing the one incident he had never confided to anybody since arriving in this plane so long ago (for him, anyway), not even to his closest comrades.

Project: Olympus
Taylor glanced at Nano. "What's chipped this guy's chip? And besides, the resources at the Doc's disposal, chances are he could find out pretty quickly," he said. Glancing over to Albino, he then said, "I think that's what this 'mission' revolves around. Even chances: It's either something of the Doc's that we need to protect, or something that someone else is working on that he'll want us to shut down." At that, Taylor flicked the orange rock out of his pocket, and in a flash of light it had become a dark green rifle, which Taylor then deposited into a collapsible holster on his jacket. "Better."

Vacation Getaway
Sparks began to come out of the rock Taylor was tossing, but at that exact moment he closed his fist around it. "Oh, no you don't, Lucien. I don't need you to get me in any more trouble." At that, he shoved the rock into his pocket and walked away.

Project: Olympus
"Well, that's a relief," Taylor piped. "'Cause I'm not sure I got this across, but: Having someone read your mind is not fun." He then looked over towards the others who were arriving. "Hey, what took you all?"

Vacation Getaway
Taylor looked Taboo in the eyes, though he heard X's taunting. "Come on," he said in a low voice, "Can't I at least just wing him? Lucien's stark bored and this guy. Is just. Asking for it."

Vacation Getaway
"Oh, come on. It's not like I was actually gonna torch him," Taylor said. "But even if I was, he was literally asking for it." Sighing, he went back to absently tossing his little rock into the air.

Project: Olympus
(Probably should.)

"Well, now I've got your assurance on that... fire away," Taylor said, putting his still-smoking hand in his pocket, toying with the orange stone that lay there.

Vacation Getaway
Taylor, all of a sudden, couldn't hold his angered glare and started laughing out loud. "Holy crap! You can't be this idiotic! You'd really like it if I just flash-burned you right here and now? In the immortal words of Bugs Bunny... 'What a maroon!'"

Project: Olympus
"If it's really necessary for you to delve into my mind... Just don't push too deep, and we can pretend I never had to warn you. There are simply memories I don't want unearthed, incidents that I don't want to relive... and trust me, if you're in my mind should that happen, you'll understand why all too well," Taylor said simply. "Just take my word on this, please."

Vacation Getaway
Taylor audibly ground his teeth. "My name is Taylor," he said in a dangerous tone. "Get out of my face, please, or I'll be tempted to burn it off."

Project: Olympus
Taylor could sense Iven's intrusion into his mind. "Go no further, telepath, if you value your sanity. This is the only warning you'll get," he said in a dangerous tone. Flames began to gather around his right hand as he clenched it into a fist.

Vacation Getaway
"Meh. I like my jacket," Taylor said, before seeing X fly over and land on the ship. At the landing, he just shook his head. I'm tempted to just shoot this wannabe...

Project: Olympus
(*Facepalm*)

"Not. What I. Meant. Doctor," Taylor said haltingly, through clenched teeth. "I mean, why in all the nine hells have us slog through a damned sewer and all that?" Taylor, frankly, felt now that Doctor Iven was going out of his way to irritate him. It was beginning to grind his last few nerves, and when the last one snapped... he'd probably end up torching the place regardless.

Project: Olympus
(I swear, if the doc's reading Taylor's mind already... Well this is something that ought to be discussed over PM.)

"So yeah. He's ticked 'cause you took 'im from his home and cooped him up here. Shoving him around with te-ke (he's pronouncing it "TAY-kay") probably doesn't make him happy either." Taylor found himself grinding his teeth. After he'd managed to calm himself down somewhat, he said, "So. What the hell is the purpose of all this rigmarole?"

Vacation Getaway
"Looks like that girl left... You that drowsy, mate?" The human asked the raccoon. "Well, anyway, the name's Taylor," he introduced himself, pocketing the rock. "And you are...?"

Vacation Getaway
Leaning against the railing near the aforementioned raccoon, a human in a black bomber jacket glanced over to his right side. "Oh, hey, fella.You get lucky too, I see?" He asked, smirking. Waiting for an answer, he dug out an orange rock and tossed it absently into the air.

That's MY Chaos Emerald!
Actually, Rouge gets hit by a giant metal boomerang thrown by this obese giant... Said giant's lackeys take the emerald to the giant as he catches the boomerang. "Heh heh. Which would you prefer: Pleasure before death, or just death without pleasure?"

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