Our avatars are in a room together

"By all means."

"I'm gonna need a new power source since your friend stole mine...probably gonna need some scrap metal to rebuild the frame..."

Outside

(@Allen) Good one. He must've been sore over a recent defeat.

(@Ovi) What was he planning?

"If I knew that I wouldn't be wondering where he was, doofus!"

'Assignment'...

-he thinks for a moment-

You don't happen to know a Samantha, do you?

I have a feeling I met one of your squadmates just yesterday.

-he covers his eyes with his arm, shielding himself from the blast a little- No! My pizza...

Who could have done this... and why...

-he looks back up at the hole to the upstairs room- ... More importantly, why was blood dripping from up there...

-he tries to measure up the hole with his eyes, see whether it'd be big enough for him to take the shortcut, or if he'd have to take a long way round-

... I think I know a good one. But do you mind if I can ask for something in return?

-allen continues to struggle-

"What is it?"

(oh no, it's a really tiny hole, literally the size of a leak and— GOOD LORD you are being shot at through the windows from outside)

A way to track down the other rocks. I mean, it's only fair right? You could always build another.

edited 18th Nov '17 7:58:58 PM by Lilqueendaisy

…!!

(Loud gasp, possibly audible from Misha's room.)

…

…

I see.

…

I do too.

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Tell me about your

..........

inferiors. How do you deal with them? Do you enjoy telling them what to do?

"Thanks."

Eires walked in and took a seat.

"Michael. What do you want to know?"

"Sam? We're not squadmates, she's my sister."

"A Chaos Emerald radar? For you? Well I'd need an Emerald to actually make a radar for them!"

Oh I can be merciless if I wanna be.

"Anything I may be able to use to play that idiot like a fiddle. He's got enough sin on him to make for a decent side project, enough to get a good commission at least."

edited 18th Nov '17 8:02:01 PM by Randomman5

Ah, but they also make good power sources right?

I bring you one so you can rebuild your friend, and you make me a radar.

-SCREAMING UNDER HIS HAND-

-he dodges out the way, and rolls up below the window for cover- Right- I should have known... Atlantis's hands are everywhere these days...

-he takes out his hand-cannons, and starts to go over how much ammo he has- What to do about a sniper though...

Ahhhh, I didn't want to assume.

I'd assume however that she probably hasn't mentioned me to you yet.

After all, we only met yesterday.

My name's Jack.

-he offers a handshake-

.................

How merciless...?

(judging by sound alone, that's not a sniper)

(that sounds like a goddamn musket line)

(and they're shooting at your point of cover, intent on just blowing that shit away and getting to you)

I've been compared to at least one infamous dictator over the past year.

"...Deal."

edited 18th Nov '17 8:06:41 PM by Randomman5

Outside

'(@Ovi) Damn. I thought you'd know since you two worked together.

-not sure exactly what to do facing such heavy fire, he fires a few shots at the ceiling where the blood was coming from-

-to collapse it and form a hole big enough for him to escape through since he didn't imagine that he could really move anywhere else from his position-

Using outdated weapons to toy with me, I bet...

Good, I'll get to that as soon as possible.

-allen escapes his grasp and is—oh jebus that's a lot of no no words he using on his friend-

"Like a fiddle? How funny do you think you're being, anyway...?"

"Akane. And no, I haven't seen her since yesterday."

She returned the handshake, and it was as strong as one might think.

"Hilarious. But in all seriousness, this would really help out. I'm working fine on my own but any edge I can get would be great...and I can tell you're not exactly the good captain's biggest fan."

"Fantastic. It's refreshing when people can work together despite varying viewpoints and...IQ's."

edited 18th Nov '17 8:13:15 PM by Randomman5

"Well, I am!"

(the gunfire doesn't relent one bit)

Wahahaha! Are you REALLY that desperate for aim, whelp?

(that voice - presumably the commander sounds both like a young girl and a menacing destroyer)

(the hole widens enough that area collapses)

(and through it, onto the kitchen floor, falls the body of Lansie Liang)

(...well, both halves of that body, at least)

You're an author. And what is an author, if not a constantly racing mind?

edited 18th Nov '17 8:13:23 PM by foxmccloud4387

I see.

...God...

If you had a devoted and faithful subordinate, would that gratify you?

WHO EVEN ARE YOU...! -he called out from behind his cover, looking at the corpse-

-he doesn't know this person-

Rest in peace... -he nevertheless had to move on, leaping up through the hole he made, to find new cover in the room above-

A pleasure to meet you then, Akane.

-returns the shake, pleasantly surprised at the gentleness-

You had quite a bit of praise from Sam, in kindness.

Always good to meet such people, I find.

-he smiles genuinely-