There was a couple minutes of nothing happening; Silvester held his arm out with his thumb up again, and glanced over his shoulder at Lothric like he was expecting the royal brother to do something, but then seemed to sigh when Lothric didn't get it.
After those couple minutes, some kind of bulky ship was passing by slowly; it certainly looked meant for hauling cargo, even if it wasn't terribly large, relatively speaking. Silvester and Calvin both waved their arms at it, and with completely silent flashes of light the retro thrusters fired a few times. After about another minute, a door on the side swung open, and a humanoid figure wearing an OSFA suit waved back at them. They certainly looked about the size of a normal person, and from the way the suit was skintight it was also evident that it was probably a woman, though something was... Weird, about her head. It looked a bit too large for the OSFA helmet, and maybe disfigured in some way? One thing that would also catch attention though was the suit's pattern; it was pink and there was that same green symbol of the hand giving a thumbs up.
Calvin and Silvester didn't seem concerned about the woman's strange head, and glanced at each other, it being clear from their expressions and arm motions that they were communicating with each other about who should go first. They seemed to settle on Silvester, who turned to Lothric and Lorian to give them a hand gesture to wait, then turned around to face the ship. Carefully, he positioned himself, braced, then pushed off with his legs, slowly floating out towards the ship. He managed to land close enough to grab a handle just outside the door frame, and swung himself around before motioning for someone to follow. Calvin went next, his aim fairly similar though he missed grabbing a handle, forcing Silvester to quickly reach out and grab him before he floated away.
Once they were both on safely, the looked over towards the two royal brothers and beckoned for them to follow. The two Fanboys then prepared themselves to help catch if Lothric and Lorian's aim was off.
Most of the people inside gave quick 'no' answers and shook their heads. One man spoke up with, "I have a phone, but would that even work?"
"Uh, I have, other things I should, um..." Kelsey trailed off. Her body was starting to shake a little, and she placed her hands on the sides of her head as her widened eyes started to form tears.
"Ma'am, do please try to calm down. It's just cakes; nothing bad's going to happen in here, I won't let it" Miss Tairee said in a concerned tone.
"Y-yeah, cakes, I don't..." Kelsey muttered, though she did seem to calm down a little, and slowly turned to look at the tea party setup across the room. With that handled at least for the moment it seemed, Miss Tairee looked at Viola and her further requests.
"In the interest of remaining professional, I would prefer to wait for her confirmation, yes" Miss Tairee answered Viola, and typed a bit on her computer, looking at something. "And do you mean the closest equivalent in your universe? I do believe you're already familiar with it. Would you still like a book on hermits from her universe and one on witches from yours anyway?" she asked in return. Miss Tairee's words seemed to fly right over Kelsey's head, distracted as she was currently, since she made no response to the potentially implied allegations that statement had contained.
"Oh yes, Chineese takeout. Far more important than things like hospitals" one of the militia members who had been in the garbage chute earlier said with complete sarcasm towards Rick. "You know there's plenty of food places around the city if you just look? Why don't you take your booze and bugger off to find one? Isn't that what you wanted?" he then asked the drunken scientist in a more annoyed tone.
Meanwhile, Dave gave Seiga a clear, 'are you serious?' expression when she just walked up and took supplies from his medical bag right out of his hands, without even asking. He made a small grunt of a noise when she at least then sat down and prepared to actually use them to help, rather than say, suddenly run off with them. He moved over and sat down on the other side of Cole, staring at the unconscious spirit's face for a few moments as he prepared a few things. "Hey, I remember this kid. Can't handle his alcohol a damn bit; somebody want to find some? I could save on anesthetic" Dave suggested, taking some kind of scanner device and running it back and forth along the length of Cole's body a couple times. After looking at the little screen and frowning, Dave then held a hand over Cole's chest, which started emitting a faint, light blue glow from the palm.
"... He needs those bullets out, some healing spells, some meditation with an herbal bath, then a full course meal. Damn you guys were right about this kid being in bad condition, but here I thought you just meant the bullet wounds" Dave said at length, then looked at Seiga. "Can you get those bullets out? I'm gonna check the other patients" the troll asked of her, starting to stand up again.
As that was going on, Rex's nanites worked their way into Eve, after they removed the OSFA suit so it wouldn't be in the way. Quite quickly, Rex would discover that no, not all nanites are the same; his nanites and her nanites had been made in entirely separate universes, via different technological methods, and while admittedly had a similar outcome in effects, had extremely different direct applications.
Though honestly the most immediate concern was how her nanites noticed his nanites, and immediately took to trying to fight them off; like a colony of ants fending off invaders, but several times of magnitude in numbers and smaller size. This actually started to worsen her condition, as with her nanites rushing to fend off these sudden invaders, they had less attention going to keeping her wounds stable and regenerating.
edited 4th Nov '16 11:57:42 PM by FirockFinion
You are reading this.There was so much going on, Jack didn't know what to do. Cole was hurt badly, and then some people had brought in an injured young girl. Ben seemed to know her, and seemed understandably worried. Ignoring the sickening feeling in his gut when he looked at the two injured, Jack made his way over to one of the men who had brought the girl in. His face was hard and resolute, his tone cold. Almost literally, as the temperature around him seemed to drop slightly. He pointed at Eve. "Who did this to her? Why?"
The militia men removed Eve's spacesuit and Ben winced back, seeing the wounds on Eve's body. "Wha— what happened? I... I don't know, Jack," he admitted. As soon as Rex started to use his own nanites to try and help Eve, Ben could see immediately they were doing more harm than good. "Stop it!" Ben shouted, pained, and trying to shove Rex away from her. "You're hurting her! Stop it!!" Ben winced, looking even more distraught. "Doctor sir, you've gotta come over here and help my friend," Ben tried to tell Dave, staying by Eve's side.
"Don't worry, you'll make it, I won't let anything else happen to you," Ben assured the unconscious Eve, knowing now that using Upgrade to try and help her was out of the question.
edited 5th Nov '16 12:08:00 AM by AllHailThrall
I can still hail the Horde even though the company has shamed us. Strength and Honor even if Blizzard has neither.Viola I Library I Uh Oh
For just a very brief moment, I sneak a peek at Kelsey; the only one present within the room. Given that she doesn't appear to notice anything amiss, I inwardly sigh a relief and shot a look to Miss Tairee. "No need for that. I simply want the one about hermits from her universe, yes. That will be all," I said quickly, not willing to risk explaining further even if the other one does seem distracted.
As much as I want to remind her of our promise, I have to bite my own tongue for now. If she even cares about out prior deal anyway, or if she doesn't really see me being a credible threat, which is entirely possible; damn her.
The militia man looked to Jack, giving a small frown as he recalled the incident. "She was having a disagreement with a member of the anti-humans, because of the thing's plan to resolve the situation in the store" the militia member relayed to Jack.
"Which we did not condone" the ogre's left head suddenly cut in. "Yeah, we were trying to stop him too" the right head added.
"She slapped the thing's face, and it took exception to that. With some kind of energy gun" the militia man continued after the interruption, motioning to the wounds in Eve's stomach.
"And just what's going on with this one anyway?" Dave asked, moving over and raising an eyebrow after Ben's insistent pleading.
"The shapeshifting guy here said something about nanites" the militia member relayed to the doctor.
"Nanites? Hmm, nanites are tricky... But that does certainly explain how she's still alive" Dave thought out loud, using that same scanner tool on Eve just like he had on Cole. He looked at the readout with a fairly laid back expression. "... Well if you'll just stop messing with her, she should remain perfectly stable on her own. Don't worry kid, she'll be fine; but I should attend to people who might actually die if they're not treated, and I'll get to her last" the troll diagnosed, and turned away, starting to move towards the woman who had her knees shot out.
"Very well then" Miss Tairee said, typing on her computer. After a bit, a book flew out of the fifth floor into the open space above the central desks, and came down to deposit itself neatly on Miss Tairee's desk in front of Viola. The book seemed to be in some kind of ancient Asian text, which Viola would be able to understand regardless; the title was a bit esoteric and overly long, but prominently included 'immortality' among other things.
Kelsey meanwhile had taken a few tentative steps towards the tea party. Her expression, which was constantly slightly changing, made it clear that some internal conflict of different emotions in turmoil was going on inside her.
You are reading this.Jack looked shocked at the militia man's words, like he couldn't tell whether to start laughing or get angrier. But when the ogre drew his attention though, and admitted he was a part of this 'anti-human' group, Jack's face turned ugly. He put his hands up, almost mockingly. "Wait, you're telling me you're part of a group who calls themselves the anti-humans and has members who are willing to shoot young children because they just hit them?! Oh yeah, I'm sure a group with a name like that is extremely trustworthy."
As he spoke, Jack's tone got progressively colder and angrier, as he almost spat the words out, and the air around him turned downright icy. Suddenly his staff was up and pointed at the ogre, glowing a bright blue, as Jack coldly stared him down. "Why should I believe a word you're saying, and not just freeze you where you stand right now?"
edited 5th Nov '16 2:33:52 AM by Alleydodger
Viola I Library I Second Daily Tea Party is a-GO!
Muttering a small "Thank you," to the librarian(her actions towards me notwithstanding, though I'll definitely remember it), I grabbed the book with the overly fancy, ancient text and proceed to the table, where my first guest of today is still unsure whether or not to join.
I've never seen someone being quite distressed to join a tea party like her. I expected people to either help themselves to the seats or respectably reject or ignore the invitation altogether from yesterday. Getting myself seated and pulling another seat open besides me in case if she finally decides to join in, I looked towards Kelsey who's still pretty hesitant. "You're making a big deal out of joining a simple tea party. Is there something the matter?" I asked, curious.
Then, I looked back towards Miss Tairee, who is likely working on her device again as per usual... Against my better judgement, I decided to extend my invitation to her as well. She'll most likely reject my offer anyway, so why worry?
"And how about you, Miss Tairee? The table could certainly use room for one more, and it's certainly much more comfortable than dreadfully working on that device all day long,"
edited 5th Nov '16 2:58:03 AM by JustSomeGuy732
Balcony -> Ship
Well, they didn't have to wait too long. Something akin to a vessel appeared soon. Well, Lothric was willing to believe it was a vessel even if it looked nothing like any ship he could ever see.
How it prowled through the dark of space was a mystery to him too, but it was not a time to deliberate on this. It seemed that the woman who went out to meet them belonged to the same group as the other two. A good sign, even if there was something odd about her head.
There was no need for them to jump like they did however. Frankly, Lorian wasn't good with jumps these days, but they had ways of getting by.
Lothric tapped his brother's head lightly and made a gesture towards the bridge. Met with a silent nod the two began shimmering in a pale white light... before a column appeared where they previously were. Indeed, were. It seemed the brothers could teleport.
That they did, finding themselves on the bridge, accompanied by the same column of pale light signifying their appearance. If one were to look closer, it seemed that it had feathers in it too.
Lothric waved a hand at Calvin to try and tell all was good.
Space ship
Well, at least that had worked somewhat. She had managed to get a reaction out of him, even if it was a mostly dreadfully sad one. But what he was saying ...
Almost all of it was really not flattering and painted him in a not really positive way. She was not sure of how to feel about most of it. But in the end, it didn't really matter. Having experienced what she had, she would never give up or abandon someone in such a desperate situation, when they needed her the most, specially someone who had become so precious to her. No, she had to keep pressing on and help him towards recovery, no matter what or how long it took.
"I ... I really can't fault you for almost any of that. I mean, wanting to keep me safe here if everything went wrong? As capable as I, as much everyone, including Fate, made sure I was ... If things got really bad, no doubt they would want to shield me from as much of it as they could. And much as I would want to be by their side, I couldn't fault them."
She tentatively pressed a little closer to him, draping her arm along his shoulders, while continuing, "And about not really wanting to get involved in any of this stuff ... Considering everything you have been through, I can't really blame you for that either. I mean, if my life had keep going like it was back ... Then ... If I kept only being seen as a tool at best, as something horribly destructive and dangerous at worst ... would I have felt so inclined towards doing things like this, saving people, fighting for justice? I can't help but doubt. And yet, you still did those things and they still counted, however you meant them. I mean, something as relatively simple as asking for a way for us to communicate way back then ... A day like would have been much harder without something like that. And I'm sure all those people we saved a few days ago appreciated it, regardless of why you may have done it."
For the next bit, she looked really thoughful and pensieve for a while, before continuing, "I'm sure of how to feel about ... On one hand, I would be glad if making you keeping pressing forward helped even one bit but ... I never really meant to force you it any of this, in any way and I'm sorry if ever felt like it."
"And I really can't fault for ending up feeling like that towards me either. I mean, I already told that I feel that at least part of the reason why I felt so close to Fate almost immediately was because I was so alone back then ... It may feel wrong, but it is probably actually normal, to want so much to feel close to someone after losing everything ... " Onco again she looked thoughful, before brightening a bit and flashing him another warm smile, continuing, "As for what he would think ... I obviously never actually knew him and only have what you told to go on, but ... If he was anything like you said, if he was like that even faced with his killer ... I'm sure he wouldn't give up on you either, that he would have done his best to help and that even this would have changed how he felt about you ... And as for, it will be like that too. Having lived what I did, I refuse to be like those people, to leave someone when they need me the most, just because it got really tough. I would rather be like Fate and be there every step of the way, to pick up the pieces, in this case I guess bonepieces and do my best to fix it."
Sans just listened to Caro talk, not showing much reaction at first, but slowly his usual smile began to resurface and the tears began stopping. He even let out a small chuckle at Caro's little joke at the end of her speech.
"... yeah, that sounds just like him..."
He paused for a moment before pulling Caro into a tight hug for a bit, taking this opportunity to take a deep breath and regain his composure. As he hugged her, he also ruffled her hair a little bit for a little fun.
"thanks, caro. i don't know what i'd be doing if it wasn't for your help," he told her, now back to her usual laidback, casual tone of voice, although he still spoke with utmost sincerity
He then let go of her and smiled as her like always. Just like that, he was now back to normal, almost as if he had never been upset in the first place.
"you're not forcing me to do anything, don't worry. it was my choice to stay by your side, it just happens that you can't go five minutes without getting involved in the newest crisis." He shrugged. "but i don't regret it. maybe saying you've been pushing me forward makes it sound a little more forceful than it really is, it's more like you've been leading me, guiding me a little bit so i can do something good with the little time i have left."
He then grabbed Caro's hand, as if to make a point.
"so... just keep leading the way. no matter where you're going, i'll be following behind you every step of the way, because i think i know well enough to trust your judgement. i mean, if i had listened to you instead of the militia we wouldn't be having this talk right now, for better or for worse." He winked at her. "and even if you start going the wrong way, i'll be here to pull you back a little if need be." He then pulled her a bit towards him to give her a more literal example. "y'know, knock some sanse into you every now and then." He chuckled.
Restaurant
Gon got curious about what Garrett meant by "psychic kid."
"I'm talking about that boy, Cole... Were you around back when he became all black and monstrous, because of something the demon did? I'm kind of... worried that he may be in danger again now."
edited 5th Nov '16 11:22:19 AM by Korodzik
"What?" Rick raised his hands defensively as the militia man snapped at him. "It was just a hypothetical thing, i-i-it's all I'm saying." He took another shot and looked down at Eve's damaged form, whom Rex was tending to a few yards away.
"Okay, *urp* okay, look, i-if I help... you know, nanomachine girl, whatever her name is, then will you get off my back?"
Trying to guide Eve's nanites wasn't as easy as Rex expected since her nanomachines were actively keeping him from controlling them. Rex had been in similar situations before, where EVOs fought against his curing abilities off. Because of that, he decided to insist and bypass their programming but that wasn't helping at all.
"Her nanites... They are not letting me help her"
He decided to stop trying since it seemed to be making things worse. Sadly, his nanites weren't the right tool for the job. At least, according to the doctor, she would survive for now but she still had to wait for him to be done with Cole.
"Sorry, Ben. There is nothing I can do"
Meanwhile, Jack felt that the ogre wasn't telling the whole story and didn't buy the explanation that only one of their members had been responsible. Rex had only heard bits and pieces of what they had said but he got the gist of it.
"Frosty is right. You guys have a lot to explain here"
edited 5th Nov '16 3:57:38 PM by DeisTheAlcano
Now, considering she's had less experience with bullet wounds than other kinds, considering guns weren't exactly common until comparatively recently...say, a little over a hundred years. However, they were certainly easier to deal with than arrow or stab wounds. It was a manner of figuring out what could be left in.
"Yoshika, I need you to go find the hardest liquor you can get. He'll need it when he wakes up." This was something that Yoshika had a good idea of what liquor is, but not necessarily any properties liquor might have. For all she knew, alcohol was a liquid (that's why they call it liquor you know) and not a solid. She stood up next to Seiga and looked around at the aisles, trying to read the signs and seeing if any of them read "frozen alcohol".
Without further ado, Seiga took off the boy's tunic and started doing as many dangerous and complicated medical procedures that any human mind could imagine, to make him stop bleeding everywhere.
edited 5th Nov '16 4:12:26 PM by wikkit
"But you've gotta!" Ben insisted. When Rex too insisted there was nothing he could do, Ben winced again, took a few steps back, and then was about to run to try and bring Dave back, he stopped when the militia man answered that it was the anti-humans who had done it. His brow furrowed, and his fists clenched.
"They did what?!" he exclaimed. "Where's the guy who did this to her, two-headed dude?! I gotta bring him in for this!" he exclaimed to the ogre angrily, tears welling up in his eyes.
edited 5th Nov '16 4:18:47 PM by AllHailThrall
I can still hail the Horde even though the company has shamed us. Strength and Honor even if Blizzard has neither.It was lucky that Plague Knight had chosen to pass the baby plant child off to Wander, because if he hadn't, the orange alien would have probably made a break for it anyways. His resistance to anything tiny and small was nonexistent.
"Eeeeee!-" Wander could hardly contain his excitement until the sapling was placed into his hands. He immediately started to cradle and rock it, telling it in a soft voice that was absolutely bursting with paternal adoration, "Hey there, li'l fella, the name's Wander! Don't be scared! Aren't you just the cutest bucket of beans I've ever seen?"
Sylvia chose to ignore him in favor of more pressing concerns. "What's 'the Ruckus?'" she asked, crossing her arms.
edited 5th Nov '16 4:49:51 PM by Syrika
Currently writing something. Currently procrastinating."Were you not listening? I said we were trying to stop him too! Helped kill him to put a stop to his fighting!" the ogre's left head growled angrily at Jack and Rex. "And I'll gladly defend myself if you want to start a fight, too!" the right head added in, just as angry; the ogre was tensing up and placed a hand on his holstered, large revolver.
"If any of you start a fight, I will end it!" the militia man yelled, drawing his pistol and keeping it aimed at the floor.note
Dave was trying to ignore the yelling as he checked on the civilian woman, though his expression was rather frustrated and he rolled his eyes.
Meanwhile, the militia member who was scolding Rick looked at him a bit incredulously, though not as angrily. "Aren't you a bit too drunk to be doing anything with people in dangerous conditions?" the militia member asked the old scientist. The yelling over by Eve was getting attention from some of the other militia members and civilians; Samson in particular took a few steps that direction, getting his phaser ready again as he raised an eyebrow, wondering just what was going on.
On the militia's walkie talkies, Wells had gotten tired of waiting for a response from Rachel and started directing the rest of the militia who were out and about to rendezvous at the prison.
Outside, about a third of the ships the civilians had brought were already flying off. By contrast, only a handful of ships were arriving, the occupants looking mainly confused or concerned, save for one that started to unload Wells, a few other militia members, and Silanea. They promptly pushed off the ship one at a time, to gather next to one of the airlocks and prepare to enter with the next cycle.
"C-cakes, it..." Kelsey muttered, seemingly unable to finish whatever thought she had started.note She carefully stepped forward and slowly grabbed the lid on one of the platters, lifting it up; underneath was muffins. More quickly now, she moved to the next one: Small sandwiches. This left the last one, which she grabbed and hesitated for a moment before lifting the lid up so quickly she nearly tossed it away; underneath was little slices of cake, which were not abnormal in any way. (Other than some of them having rather unexpected ingredients, as again was the norm of large varieties of food Miss Tairee made without specification.) After seeing them, Kelsey sighed with relief and seemed to calm down considerably, though her hands were still shaking a bit. She sat down on the closest couch to the tea party table, but made no verbal response to Viola's invitation or any further move just yet, besides breathing a bit heavily.
Meanwhile, Miss Tairee looked up, looking slightly taken aback, and raising one eyebrow. "dreadfully working? Goodness, I resent that" Miss Tairee said, then looked over towards the tea party. She opened her mouth for a moment, and it looked from her mostly-professionally-neutral expression that she was certainly about to say 'no thank you', but she paused as she looked at Kelsey for a moment, her mouth closing again. "... I suppose as long as I have no other duties to attend, it couldn't hurt" the librarian stated simply after a brief pause to think, then stood up from her chair and made her way over there around the random array of furniture that permeated the lobby.
There was about a half minute wait in the bridge before Calvin, Silvester, and the new person showed up there; they had been a bit perplexed about what just happened to the two royal brothers, and didn't immediately realized they'd just teleported directly on board.
Now that they were up close, and especially as the woman removed her OSFA suit, it became more clear why her head had looked so strange. She was actually wearing some kind of rubber horse head mask underneath the OSFA helmet. Now her regular clothing was revealed: Sneakers, blue jeans, and a white t-shirt with the Fanboy's symbol on both the short sleeves. "Oh cool, we're all good then!" the woman said in an enthusiastic tone, giving a thumbs up. "... Hey, you two seem familiar" she added after a short pause of staring at Lothric and Lorian through her mask.
"This is Melanie; we just call her Mel" Calvin said to the two, motioning to the woman.
"Um... I, guess?" the man said, sounding just a little confused as he looked at his phone. "That's weird. I know I didn't have one when I got here" he mumbled to himself.
edited 5th Nov '16 5:00:25 PM by FirockFinion
You are reading this.On-Board
...why was this woman wearing such a bizarre mask on her head?
"Greetings, M'Lady." Lothric spoke with a nod as he undid his suit, then did the same to his own as he shuffled off his brother's shoulders and onto the floor. "My name is Lothric. This is my brother Lorian." He motioned towards the elder sibling.
"Pray tell, why do you wear such a strange mask?"
Viola I Library I Seating Oneself
That was a surprise. I half-expected the librarian to say 'no' but there you go. This is fine too, I guess. Who knows, maybe I could learn something by engaging in small talks with her; provided I don't play along with her pace like just now.
Kelsey, on the other hand, surveyed through the snacks available; shaking as though expecting something is about to jump out to her right this second. Now, what does cake have something to do with her condition? What could ever be the problem? For but a moment, she got my attention.
"... If you don't mind me asking, what exactly seems to be the problem with her?" I asked Miss Tairee just as I prepared my tea for the day and helping myself to a slice of cheesecake, before suddenly remembering about my first day here. "Does it have something to do with the demon?"
Rick fixed his eyes at the militia member for a few seconds, his stare somewhere between the mixture of pity and derision that one might give an Olympic swimmer who was curious about whether or not water was wet.
There was a pause before Rick took another shot from his flask and wiped a bit of dried vomit from his chin. "Th-th*urp* that's my secret, buddy," he announced, grabbing some gizmo out of his labcoat pocket and wiping it on his sleeve, "...I'm always drunk."
Morty munched nervously on his bag of chips as he watched his grandfather stroll over to where Rex was trying to tend to Eve - then looked over to the militia member before he could get any ideas.
"J-just let him do whatever h-he wants to do," he suggested, trying ont . "I-iiiiiit's easer for everyone involved. Really."
There was a pause as Morty watched Rick take a shot from his flask and shove his bag of booze on a nearby shelf as he examined the situation. "H-hookay," he announced after shining a light into Eve's eyes and generally noting the damage with the look of someone who had seen it all, "look, t-th-your problem here is that if *urp* we gotta get *urp* your nanites,-" he pointed to Rex as he spoke, "we gotta hook yourself up to some kind of... some kind of - some kind of cloaking device - we gotta *urp* we gotta make her nanites think that your nanites are just - you know, part of the hive or whatever you wanna call it."
Huh... ohhhhh... but if-*urp* if only there was someone here who could interface with machinery and, I dunno, upgrade stuff, you know? Just sayin'." Rick stood up, and walked over to the wall freezer on the lowest setting, pulling out a screwdriver and started unscrewing a nearby motor.
"S-seriously," said Morty to the milita man, fearing the worst, "j-just let him do it."
edited 5th Nov '16 5:50:18 PM by Locoman
"No, Rick," Ben stated bluntly, glaring at the scientist. "I'm not letting you attach anything to her, and I'm not gonna do anything that's gonna get her hurt or killed!" He winced back a little though when the ogre threatened to end any fight that he started. He took a few steps back and stood nearby one of the food aisles. "If you wanna do that, Rick, you're on your own. I'm not helping you with that. And don't think this gets you off the hook for stealing a spaceship, shooting innocent bystanders, and plowing your ship into an asteroid field!" Ben told Rick, making sure to emphasize what Rick had done on the spaceship so that the militia could hear him.
With that done, Ben sat back and watched, grabbing a bag of chips from the nearby aisle, opening it, and eating. He hadn't eaten for a very long time, so this was a welcome turn of events. "Why don't we just take her to Miss Tairee? She should be able to patch Eve up. Though we need to make sure she stays safe. I'll accompany the ship back to the library. I need to regroup with the City Knights anyway. Thomas, you still here?" he asked.
edited 5th Nov '16 6:01:15 PM by AllHailThrall
I can still hail the Horde even though the company has shamed us. Strength and Honor even if Blizzard has neither."They are a group of violent thugs who fashion themselves as anarchists under the collective thrall of a powerful demon in service of an evil God," Plague Knight explained to Sylvia. "They have been causing trouble throughout the City ever since last week, but we believed them to be dormant ever since their leader was destroyed. Now the demon has been fully resurrected, and his minion now in possession of explosives that may be extremely powerful, could be used to hurt countless innocent people, and most importantly, MINE!!!" he suddenly yelled out the last word, the final fact being more important than innocent civilians getting hurt.
DAMMIT MARK, STOP HITTING HELPY!!

PK's Lab
X tensed as he heard clay explosives. "Explosives, we need to get going after them soon, or else people will be seriously hurt."