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 Posted: Thu May 16, 2013 1:50 pm
The large manor isolated from the rest of the buildings and houses in New York. The front of the manor has a large fountain and contains Damien's parking lot and garage. The parking lot for visitors of course. It contains a large dining room connected to a large kitchen, bearing great resemblance to that of a gourmet restaurant. It also houses a large armory containing various knight armors wielding finely crafted claymores, and along the walls are various firearms and other blades. Despite refraining from using firearms, he enjoys collecting them. Inside the armory is a lever disguised as a candelabra that activates a facial recognition scan in order to open the secret door to an elevator leading down to "The Pit" where Cobra operates from when not in the Justice HQ.
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Posted: Sat May 18, 2013 5:25 pm
~Damien Scott~ 
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Damien sat on his couch watching the news to check what the weather was like outside so he didn't have to get his suit wet. Marvin walked over handing him a glass of water before he returned to dusting the fine china mounted over the fireplace. Giving him a smile and taking the glass he took a sip before placing on the coaster on the coffee table in front of him. In the middle of the forecast, a breaking news alert took over the screen. A bank robbery was being held. As the story went on, they confirmed police out on front and then the camera zoomed in on one of the robbers holding a hostage. Turning off the TV, Damien stood up and quickly walked over to the armory. Pulling the candelabra lever, the door scanned him as the elevator door opened up, with Marvin following behind.
"Sir, I suggest you take the jet. With the streets blocked off and all the major entrances covered by the criminals, you can access the ventilation shaft from the higher levels of the building without alerting them of your presence."
"Took the words right out of my mouth. Don't worry, I have been doing this for a long time. Punks like these are easier to take care of than the common house fly."
As the elevator doors opened up, he walked out towards the armor containers. Placing his hand on the fingerprint scanner, the container opened up as he began to suit up. As he put on the armor, the helmet materialized from the collar. With everything properly calibrated, he hopped into the jet and took off to the bank.
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[exit]
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