[Plotland]
Cath: @Takanuva: Maybe!
—Takanuva hears the sound of snapping wood and looks back at the crates he saw as he boarded. Something has smashed its way out of one of the crates, and it does not seem happy—
@Edea: Edea...What is in these crates?
—He pulls his light staff from his back and slowly starts building power, should the worst come.—-
edited 4th Mar '17 1:33:48 PM by LightningLancer
'If you fall seven times, stand up eight.' The cry of the Undead.-Being in another one of the APCs, Six merely checks his weapons-
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."-Following the mechanical behemoth's obvious attempt to free itself from being imprisoned by a cube of wood is a woman garbed in fanciful clothing slightly marred by coal stains, escaping gracefully...by basically spilling out of the box onto the floor of the APC and landing her face-
-Giving a groan as she rubs her head before pushing her goggles over her eyes out of habit, the woman mutters "By Morrow, this was the fifth worst place to suddenly wake up in..." before she stands up and looks around-
Woman: Goodness, we've really fallen out of sorts this time, Stubbs...well, looks like at least your cortex wasn't jostled out of place, so that's one less thing to worry about. Where the hell are we, anyways?
edited 4th Mar '17 1:39:11 PM by Raidouthe21st
We Are Our Avatars Forever (Now on Discord by invitation, PM)-Stubbs merely looks at his female companion, then looks around as if attempting to actually follow that order-
—Unsure of their intentions, Takanuva cautiously approaches the new arrivals. The machine named Stubbs seems occupied by scanning the surrounding area, so he instead focuses on the woman—
@Woman: Hey! Excuse me but, who are you and what are your intentions?
'If you fall seven times, stand up eight.' The cry of the Undead.Fen:-takes a look at Stubbs and Omar-
If you guys wanna join in you're a little late. Don't if you'll get paid.
PM box is Closed, Indefinitely Friend Code: 3368-4181-6850-Lisa sees Stubbs and the woman-
Lisa: ...Eh...? Where'd you two come from?
-Stubbs immediately focuses on Takanuva when he approaches-
-The woman looks at the weirdos now addressing them...and praying that they don't stupidly act in a manner that would piss off the warjack attempting to map out where it is, she turns around mutters to herself as if thinking-
Woman: Okay, they at least speak Cygnaran...might be somewhere closer to the borders judging by the strange look of that one...okay, I think I can make this work.
-She turns back around and gives about the most polite smile she can-
Woman: Why, sir, obviously we are here to do the thing you had just mentioned. Payment won't be an issue at all, my good sirs, I understand time is of essence.
edited 4th Mar '17 2:08:22 PM by Raidouthe21st
We Are Our Avatars Forever (Now on Discord by invitation, PM)(For now, Black Hole is listening to the others talk to Stubbs and the woman. No need to interfere, right?)
—Takanuva looks at the woman, then at the overbearing machine of kill-crush-death, and decides to take the woman at her word. With slow movements, he returns his light staff to his back, keeping an eye on the machine.—
@Woman: I see. Could you perhaps ask your..."Stubbs" friend to relax? If you wouldn't mind also telling us your name? I am Takanuva, Toa of Light.
'If you fall seven times, stand up eight.' The cry of the Undead.Roy: @Woman "Well, if your helping us, I'll be delighted."
"Though, why declining payment?"
edited 4th Mar '17 1:56:41 PM by MrKirb
Woman: My apologies sir. My friend here is a warjack. "Relaxing" is not inscribed on his runeplates, you see. My name is Mercuria. It is a pleasure to meet you all.
And I...er...am a humanitarian, yes. I've no problem with taking a pay cut for such an untimely arrival.
-Considering how her voice is carrying, this is clearly not a woman used to lying to other people. Or even speaking to them in general. About as "threatening" as a pile of cotton-
We Are Our Avatars Forever (Now on Discord by invitation, PM)—Takanuva gives Mercuria a skeptical look, but shrugs accepting her story for now.—
@Mercuria: A pleasure meeting you Mercuria. I suppose you could ask your friend to...stand down, instead? A fight before we set off for our mission would be...problematic to say the least.
'If you fall seven times, stand up eight.' The cry of the Undead.Mercuria: Oh, but of course!
Take five, Stubbs, these people seem to be friendly enough.
We Are Our Avatars Forever (Now on Discord by invitation, PM)-Stubbs lowers its weapons, accepting the order for now-
Fen:Well Miss Humanitarian how about you have a seat and I'll explain what we're doing.
PM box is Closed, Indefinitely Friend Code: 3368-4181-6850Mercuria: Very well then.
-She sits down, making sure her coat is in order before listening-
We Are Our Avatars Forever (Now on Discord by invitation, PM)Lisa: Well, nice to meet you. Call me Lisa.
Roy: "Name's Roy Spades."
Fen:-puts her around Mercuria's shoulder and points at the boxes- See those boxes there? Full of high end explosives.
We're basically staging a terroist attack.
PM box is Closed, Indefinitely Friend Code: 3368-4181-6850-Mercuria looks at the boxes, then at Fen-
Mercuria: Alright. I will presume your main means of achieving this is through the large-scale destruction of a building of high symbolic or economic nature?
edited 4th Mar '17 2:25:12 PM by Raidouthe21st
We Are Our Avatars Forever (Now on Discord by invitation, PM)APCs take a sudden turn before regaining speed again. The massive building of grey metal can now be seen towering at the horizon, the one that you need to raze to the ground. The one that houses enough destructive force to threaten the outside world.
Lisa: This oughta be interesting. -gets in the APC-