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Sergey_Smirnov Trans Terminus Homo from Everywhere and Nowhere (With a german accent) Since: Aug, 2015 Relationship Status: Consider his love an honor
Trans Terminus Homo
#6451: Oct 8th 2016 at 10:34:48 AM

Troperia, Lounge

Mireille quickly got the noodles from the stove so Kyerine could also help with that without the danger of accidentaly frying the stove in the process. Soon enough with her help there were two portions of the noodles together with sauce and meat. Mireille gave Kyerine a pat on the shoulder. "Good~ Now Kyerine, everything is done, all that is left would be to eat." She brought the plates to a table, pointing towards a stool and helping Kyerine on it if he would have problems. After Kyerine would have sat down she'd sit down herself with a smile.

"One may feel fear in the face of danger so long as one banishes fear when danger actually arrives"
AqueousBunnies Since: Jan, 2015 Relationship Status: Having tea with Cthulhu
#6452: Oct 8th 2016 at 11:42:33 AM

Troperia

Hangar

Mitch grabs Blake's arm, attempting to absorb some of his excess energy. "I got you. Just keep it under control." He looks quite desperate, and not just because Blake is threatening to blow up the hangar.

He spots the fuel tank, as well as several other flammable or explosive objects nearby. "Shit." Using his free hand, he makes several motions to push them away from the two of them.

Arboretum

Preparing for Tor to come in his direction, Dominic sets up a few stasis traps along the entrances that will activate if someone gets close and imprison them in a force bubble.

Alexander

Food Court

"Fucking hell, why does everything have to go wrong like this..." Peter grumbles to himself as he starts to pick up everyone's ordered -but uneaten- food for later on.

"Yes, I saw what happened with the blue shapeshifter and everything. Is he a friend of yours?" The woman asks in a somewhat formal tone, helping Peter with gathering the food without being asked.

"I want him to be... I mean, Mitch definitely likes him, but after just now, I don't really know what he even sees in him." The food shrinks as it nears Peter's bag, before being stored away. "You'd think a 179-year old would know that kind of stuff, and not storm out everytime he gets mad."

The woman lets out a small laugh. "I'm sure you'll work things out. Do you need any more help?"

"Uh, no, thanks. I appreciate it, though. You seem like a really nice woman."

"I'm just helping someone in need. In that case, I guess I'll be on my way." The woman walks away.

Commercial District - Alley

After going out of sight of the crowd and putting some more distance for good measure, the woman turns to an alley where no one is looking. She taps her earpiece, calling another person in a heavily encrypted line.

"I've established contact with the Savato host and placed the tracker." She says quietly.

A distorted voice answers from the other end of the call. "Excellent work. Maintain your cover and leave the station, then return to your base. Make sure to stay out of range of any telepaths. If he's here, of all places, chances are there are Insight agents with him."

"Will do. Anything else you need me to do before I leave?"

"Identify some of the other crew members of the Troperia if you can, but it is not necessary at this time - keeping your cover remains your highest priority." There's a short pause before the person continues. "It's nice to finally be able to tie that loose end..." They say partly to themself.

"What's the progress with our other plans, if I may ask?"

"The mercenaries are moving the cargo as we speak. It should not be long until we can truly begin. I look forward to your safe return."

"I will." The woman ends the call and resumes her unassuming demeanor, then walks away.

edited 8th Oct '16 2:11:43 PM by AqueousBunnies

Afterwards the cake is an alternative fact from Dead End: Paranormal Park Since: Apr, 2016 Relationship Status: He makes me feel like I have a heart
the cake is an alternative fact
#6453: Oct 8th 2016 at 10:06:37 PM

Alexander

Docking Area

The figure holds a hand to its head, seemingly in pain. It lifts its head, covered by the hood of a long black coat, and looks around the docks. After spotting its target, it quickly gets up and sprints past Rakiri, in the direction of the Troperia.

The figure makes it there just in time to miss Silas stepping back into the airlock. It curses under its breath, but nonetheless runs up to the airlock, standing cautiously just outside it.

With its right hand, the figure takes out a small knife from one of its coat's many, many pockets. It then lifts its left hand and..... Knocks on the door.

edited 9th Oct '16 12:18:47 AM by Afterwards

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ParadoxialStratagem The Eccentric Electric from On Melancholy Hill Since: Nov, 2013 Relationship Status: Hiding
The Eccentric Electric
#6454: Oct 9th 2016 at 12:17:11 AM

Troperia Lounge:

Torvahk couldn't help but lightly smile at the compliment. He would cautiously sample his finished product after he finished washing the dishes and his talon-hands. Surprisingly enough they weren't nearly as bad as Torvahk thought they'd be. <Tekki: "This is not that different from the usual fish we cook on my homeworld. It's kind of...less fatty."> Torvahk couldn't help but comment, even though he was really at a loss for words before consuming another part of his third.

Living The Fever Dream
darkdestinysoul Since: Mar, 2015
#6455: Oct 9th 2016 at 10:34:59 AM

the Troperia

Longue

Kyerine doesn't really need any help with getting up onto the stool, just works his way up though help isn't unappreciated. He just seems super excited. "I bet it tastes really really realy nice!" He responds to Mirelle as he gets himself comfortable sitting at the table, foot infront of him.

He doesn't start eating however, just watching Mirelle with a smile. Waiting till she starts before choosing to do so himself.


<Tekki:"Well, do you like it? Different isn't the best at explaining if you are enjoying it."> Michael responds eating himself, happily. Giving a small smile and wave over at the other table politely as he is there.

If Torvohk is paying close attention to Michael there is this odd glint in the back of his eye and faintly under his skin. Its very faint and very hard to notice but sitting so close and under perhaps the correct lighting its possible, if he is paying attention,

Hangar

Mitch as he grabs hold feels the overwhelming force of energy leaking out, all of Matthew's wavelength not Blake's. Additionally Blake was hot, really hot like it felt like putting your hand on a recently used stove. The lightning still sparking out but at most striking his ship which does very little to its reinforced hull.

Mitch can attempt to absorb some of the energy, or otherwise dissipate it if he thinks he is strong enough or has somewhere to direct it.

Blake seems barely strong enough to move. Actually the fact he is even conscious and alive with this much power overloading is impressive. "J-Just l-let me go. O-or hook me up... My.. Ships core..." He responds looking over to a cable hanging out of the cockpit.

The various explosive elements kept away for now but the force pulling them only feels to be increasing, despite Blake's efforts to keep it under control.

edited 9th Oct '16 10:36:45 AM by darkdestinysoul

"After time adrift among open stars, along tides of light and through shoals of dust, I will return to where I began."
BaronGreen Everyday's great at your Junes from USA Since: Jan, 2015 Relationship Status: Star-crossed
Everyday's great at your Junes
#6456: Oct 9th 2016 at 7:59:08 PM

Troperia

Arboretum

Tor leaps out of the staircase once he reaches the top, and out into the observation room, skidding again before stopping in the entryway of the arboretum. He takes a moment to look around, taking in all of the nature around him, and takes a deep inhale of the air.

He walks forward, not seeming to notice or really care about Dom's presence there, and steps into a patch of grass and flowers beneath the shade of two trees. He seems to survey the area and then suddenly...he drops and rolls onto his back, folding his paws as he seems to be rubbing himself against the grass to scratch himself, purring rather noticeably as he does so.


Alexander

Food Court

Amos glances up, moving his hands to his head as he turns to look over at the approaching Russell and Chris. "...I...y-yeah, I'm here..." he answers. He flinches slightly as Chris touches him, more out of instinct than being afraid, but he doesn't react violently. He actually kinda reaches out and hugs him in return, and it helps him feel a little better. "I...ughh...why did I do that...I didn't even want to, My body just...ugh..." he mutters, clearly saddened and frustrated.


Docks

Rakiri kinda just watches as the person rushes past him and over to the bay doors of the ship. "That...isn't that...?" he gets up and jumps down from the shipping crates, heading over to follow. "Hey! You're...that human. From back on Amada, right? Friends with that...Arif guy?"

Old habits die hard, especially when no one else lets them die either.
Sergey_Smirnov Trans Terminus Homo from Everywhere and Nowhere (With a german accent) Since: Aug, 2015 Relationship Status: Consider his love an honor
Trans Terminus Homo
#6457: Oct 9th 2016 at 8:10:10 PM

Troperia, Lounge

Mireille gave a smile as Kyerine sat down. "I hope so~" She looked at the food, already enjoying the smell of the freshly made meat together with the noodles and pesto. Seeing Kyerine wait she giggled, ruffling his hair "Aww, you can start to eat, don't worry. I want to see how you like it~" She looked at him with a smile.

"One may feel fear in the face of danger so long as one banishes fear when danger actually arrives"
ParadoxialStratagem The Eccentric Electric from On Melancholy Hill Since: Nov, 2013 Relationship Status: Hiding
The Eccentric Electric
#6458: Oct 9th 2016 at 8:52:01 PM

Troperia Lounge/Kitchen:

<Tekii: "This is new food to me, I'm not sure whether I like it or not yet." Torvahk began before trying another one of his home made fish sticks, this one more pleasant than the last one as he added, "It will take some time for me to get used to your food, since I have not tried any of it before." While Torvahk didn't exactly know what was going on with Michael, he couldn't help but sense that something was off. Maybe it was because his species' sense of smell was capable of recognizing more scents than say a human's, but while he was bombarded by the unfamiliarity behind scents of alien species he still wasn't quite familiar with, something he thought he could recognize seemed to mask itself. Torvahk suspected that it was a similar release of pheramones one would experience through a combination of fear and...something else that kept shifting between anger and malice.

"Is everything alright?"> Torvahk would ask Michael, unsure of whether there was any validity with his suspicions.

edited 9th Oct '16 10:02:17 PM by ParadoxialStratagem

Living The Fever Dream
AqueousBunnies Since: Jan, 2015 Relationship Status: Having tea with Cthulhu
#6459: Oct 9th 2016 at 9:29:20 PM

Troperia

Arboretum

Not expecting Tor to just start playing around in the grass, Dominic shrugs and deactivates the traps before cautiously approaching Tor, keeping him at arm's length for now. "Tor, can you answer me?"

Hangar

"This feels like Matthew when he was... Blake, what the hell did you do?" Mitch asks, though he doesn't expect an answer at this time. The heat doesn't bother him, but he does grunt in an effort to absorb and contain more of the overload inside his own body while at the same time keeping all the vulnerable objects at bay. Hearing Blake's suggestion, he piggybacks him and walks to the entrance of his ship.

Blake would likely hear Mitch's voice in his head... except he's not moving his mouth. Don't lose control again... Not again... He doesn't seem to realize his broadcasting his thoughts.

Alexander

Food Court

Peter takes out a glob of water and shapes it into an ice tray, then puts his rice bowl on top of it, levitating in front of him. He eats while catching up to Chris, Amos and Russell.

edited 9th Oct '16 9:29:31 PM by AqueousBunnies

Afterwards the cake is an alternative fact from Dead End: Paranormal Park Since: Apr, 2016 Relationship Status: He makes me feel like I have a heart
the cake is an alternative fact
#6460: Oct 9th 2016 at 9:47:20 PM

Alexander Station

Docking Area

The figure stops, quickly hiding the knife back in his pocket. He then makes sure his hood is safely covering his face. Not sure how that guy managed to recognize him with the hood on. Speaking of which... The Armada.... All he remembers from then is some shenanigan involving a guy in a box.

... Ah, shit. Knife is back out - wait, no, this one's bigger.

"You again."

she magnificent my bastard till i complete on her monster
darkdestinysoul Since: Mar, 2015
#6461: Oct 10th 2016 at 12:12:43 AM

Alexander station

Food Court

Russell, wobbles closer nearly bumping into them both using a hand to lean against the wall though he was looking a bit pale right now. "Its not your fault!" He lets out, before putting a hand to the side of his head and blinking a few times.

"He shouldn't have done that! He-" Russell blinks again, having some trouble concentrating. "You were just defending yourself from that perv!" he continues, understanding of what Amos did, even if he didn't agree with the violence. Despite Russell's disoriented state, his voice conveyed a decent tone of empathy and understanding on the topic, that he did actually understand at a deeper level Amos actions right now. Like something of his own came to mind on the topic.

the Troperia

Arboretum

Matthew bursts onto the top floor, the telekinesis bursting him up there at high speed despite him not realizing he was using it. Luckily Dominic deactivated the trap so he doesn't trigger it as he comes to a stop looking at Toraq.

Just stopping and staring at him. "What in the verse..." He just lets out, his posture and pose awkward, like an instinctive defensive battle pose but not his normal battle stance, weaker and less confident for one but also less aggressive. Matthew's nose bleeding a decent bit, as well as a little bit from his mouth he rubs off onto his finger confused. Not knowing the reason he is bleeding is not managing his psionic flow correctly, or that he has such powers.

Lounge

Kyerine nuzzled Mirielle's hand as his hair is ruffled. "But Kyerine wants Dr Mireille to eat as well." He responds, winding up a small amount of noddles and gesturing it towards her and frowning a tiny bit. Then reluctantly starting to eat himself...
Well, he does peak up afterwards. "Mmmmnnnn this is good!"

Michael pauses with some confusion. <Tekki:"Y-Yeah, everything okay for me. Is something the matter?"> He responds concerned, pausing his eating. The strange distortions fading, as Michael begins to worry.

Hangar

Blake continues to spark, the aura pulsing around him as he is brought closer to his ship. Once he is lose enough he reaches out he grabs onto the cable, barely able to but still managing to adjust its connector and then reaching out and after three or four attempts, slotting it into the dashboard. A hand leaning inside and grabbing onto a metal rod inside.

A huge shock wave of energy released but seems to be directed inside of the ship, the sound of its reactor going alive echoes in a huge whooshing sound. The lights and dashboard sparking and glowing.

The unstable aura collapsing as all the excess energy is absorbed. "Don't worry... I-I won't lose... anymore control... J-Just, I-I... Okay then... Note to self.... Matt... His psi limit... Has grown even more since the last time we did tests..." He pants out while still being piggy backed by Mitch, the heat around him starting to cool. Leaving his bare skin and burnt rag of a towel.

edited 10th Oct '16 12:26:55 AM by darkdestinysoul

"After time adrift among open stars, along tides of light and through shoals of dust, I will return to where I began."
BaronGreen Everyday's great at your Junes from USA Since: Jan, 2015 Relationship Status: Star-crossed
Everyday's great at your Junes
#6462: Oct 10th 2016 at 3:41:24 AM

Alexander

Docking Bay - Outside the Troperia

Rakiri looks at the knife, then back at Brah. "Before you even get started with that, I work on this ship, so. Along with all those other people you met back on the spaceport." He answers. "We're just a big, fuckhuge family, we are." He finishes, folding his arms, looking bothered, but not at Brah.

Giving Chris and Daydre I a chance to post first.

edited 10th Oct '16 3:41:45 AM by BaronGreen

Old habits die hard, especially when no one else lets them die either.
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the cake is an alternative fact
#6463: Oct 10th 2016 at 7:30:23 AM

Alexander Station

Docking Bay - outside the Troperia

The figure keeps his grip steady. He has no reason to believe this guy. And yet.... For some reason, he does. He doesn't know the full story. Perhaps Rakiri has changed since then. Perhaps the crew has.

He puts the knife away.

"How long has it been since then?" he inquires.

edited 10th Oct '16 7:33:36 AM by Afterwards

she magnificent my bastard till i complete on her monster
ParadoxialStratagem The Eccentric Electric from On Melancholy Hill Since: Nov, 2013 Relationship Status: Hiding
The Eccentric Electric
#6464: Oct 10th 2016 at 9:04:21 AM

Troperia Lounge:

<Tekii: "Something doesn't seem right here. Problem is, I don't know what it is." > Torvahk replied, still feeling the need to be on the defensive even though he was also focusing on finishing the rest of his food.

Living The Fever Dream
BaronGreen Everyday's great at your Junes from USA Since: Jan, 2015 Relationship Status: Star-crossed
Everyday's great at your Junes
#6465: Oct 10th 2016 at 9:24:54 AM

Alexander

Docking Bay - Outside the Troperia

"Well...it's hard to say specifically, with space travel. Time's not really much of a constant but...maybe a month, few months? It's been a while." Rakiri answers with a shrug, giving his best guess. "...What happened with you, anyway? I thought you were workin' here way back then."

Old habits die hard, especially when no one else lets them die either.
Sergey_Smirnov Trans Terminus Homo from Everywhere and Nowhere (With a german accent) Since: Aug, 2015 Relationship Status: Consider his love an honor
Trans Terminus Homo
#6466: Oct 10th 2016 at 9:29:46 AM

Alexander Station, Docking Area

After... quite a few shenanigans Sha'Koro and by extension Aicha had returned here, as he loooked around the docking area hee saw a hooded figure disuccsing with somebody else. He went there "Hello." Aicha also gave a wave "Hiya~"

Troperia, Lounge

Seeing that it obviously tasted good for Kyerine made Mireille smile "I just wanted you to have the honor of the first bite considering you helped me so much making it." She started to eat too now, and yes... they had done it right she could taste as much. The mixing of the different spices was more or less perfect, and the flavor of the sauce fit perfectly to the noodles. The meat too was on point. If Kyerine were to look now he'd see that Mireille was quite enjoying the meal.

"One may feel fear in the face of danger so long as one banishes fear when danger actually arrives"
Afterwards the cake is an alternative fact from Dead End: Paranormal Park Since: Apr, 2016 Relationship Status: He makes me feel like I have a heart
the cake is an alternative fact
#6467: Oct 10th 2016 at 9:51:58 AM

Alexander

Docking Bay - outside the Troperia

The figure thinks for a moment. How did he find out that information? Well, no matter.

"I... was supposed to. However, before the ship could take off, I got a little... Sidetracked."

Spotting two strangers approaching, the figure pulls out his blade and assumes a defensive stance. However, seeing as they do not pose a threat, he relaxes again and sheaths the knife.

"..... Greetings."

she magnificent my bastard till i complete on her monster
darkdestinysoul Since: Mar, 2015
#6468: Oct 10th 2016 at 10:13:24 AM

the Troperia

Lounge

<Tekki:"..Okay then... Well if I can help, just ask."> Michael responds to Torvahk kinda worried but going back to eating.

Kyerine is eating away quickly, like really quickly he is very very hungry. He hadn't actually ate prosperously in quite a long time. He is almost eating quick enough to make you question where does such a small body contain all of that food. He just had this big smile as he did, humming though he did seem rev leaved and more excited seeing Mireille eat. Nodding to what was said.

"After time adrift among open stars, along tides of light and through shoals of dust, I will return to where I began."
Sergey_Smirnov Trans Terminus Homo from Everywhere and Nowhere (With a german accent) Since: Aug, 2015 Relationship Status: Consider his love an honor
Trans Terminus Homo
#6469: Oct 10th 2016 at 10:52:51 AM

Alexander Station, Docking Area

Sha'Koro nodded to the two, they both would notice that Aicha was on her normal spot on the platform on his shoulder.

Troperia, Lounge

Mireille also gladly ate more... while a bit slower she also was quite hungry considering she hadn't eaten as well. She chuckled as she saw how fast Kyerine was eating. "I take it that you like the food we made?"

"One may feel fear in the face of danger so long as one banishes fear when danger actually arrives"
MrJikoui Since: Jan, 2015 Relationship Status: I'd need a PowerPoint presentation
#6470: Oct 10th 2016 at 5:34:00 PM

Troperia - Med Bay

David just stares, dumbfounded, at the empty space in front of him.

"Er...Michiyuki, do you have any idea what happened there?"

...

...

"...Michiyuki?"

Somewhere

From within Caska's mainframe, Michiyuki is also taken by surprise. Despite this, she is ready, and starts encrypting herself deeper and deeper into the bot, where she hopes nothing will be able to find her. And she watches.

Alexander - Restricted Access

"What kind of butcher tales has Tom been telling you? Or you, for that matter?" asks Brindle from the sideline, "You'd think I was Franklin Victorson." Other than this, he says little else as he works alongside Denise. Kijo glares but continues to listen as Ragnos speaks.

"I am the latest in what you would likely think is a long line of Echireans to be put to this project, though I have to say that there was no real torture or anything involved. Maybe Tom feels differently because he was born human, rather than...well, born again as himself. Either way, I suppose the beginning is where I need to start then."

Ragnos pauses, like he's trying to remember something distant. Much more distant than his body might suggest.

"Before now, I was on Kirina when...when the war ended. So were you," he nods to Kijo, "...though I didn't know that until recently. I was lucky enough not to get afflicted with the Leeching right away - gave me time to gather up some of the other survivors and get the hell away from that planet. It was...some time before we found Alexander. By then there was only a handful of us left, including myself and your friend here. He was hit with it the hardest by the end - couldn't even remember his own name, just kept...mumbling about a family and the war. Brindle offered us a solution, though we knew from the very beginning it was risky. He'd only been able to test it on a few Echireans up to that point and the results were...less than stellar. Some were born fully human anyway, if a little static-proof. Some weren't born at all. And some..."

"The failures..."

"...yes. How did you put it? Chimeric?" Ragnos asks Lex, "That would be about right. Genetic splicing is hard to manage on your own species, let alone between yours and an alien one. But we went into it willingly...those of us alive." At this, Ragnos turns to Kijo fully, and glares him down. The effect would almost be silly, if his eyes didn't burn bright green like they do.

"Even you, though you were hardly alive by the time it truly came to be your turn. You were suffering hallucinations at that point, and it came down to a single decision - save you, or end you."

"That was my choice to make."

"I know. And I'm sorry."

edited 10th Oct '16 5:34:55 PM by MrJikoui

BaronGreen Everyday's great at your Junes from USA Since: Jan, 2015 Relationship Status: Star-crossed
Everyday's great at your Junes
#6471: Oct 10th 2016 at 6:02:20 PM

Alexander

Docking Bay - Outside the Troperia

Rakiri glances over at Sha'koro and Aicha. "Uh...hi. Where the he'll have you two been?" He asks, giving both Sha'koro and Aicha an incredulous look.

He looks back to the hatch door, and punches in the entrance code to open it up. "If you wanna go in, there ya go." He says to Brah.

Old habits die hard, especially when no one else lets them die either.
AqueousBunnies Since: Jan, 2015 Relationship Status: Having tea with Cthulhu
#6472: Oct 10th 2016 at 6:43:32 PM

Alexander

Restricted Access

Izzie stays silent for a moment, processing this information and what she thinks of GRAHAM and Brindle.

"I see." Val's voice suddenly rings from beside Izzie, who takes a half-step back in surprise. He deactivates his invisibility, revealing himself. "When did you-"

"I followed you here, just behind you. I wanted to see what he would do and say without the presence of a second Echirean, one unaffiliated with your group." He says directly to Brindle, then shifts his eyes to Ragnos. "Or... third, it seems." He approaches him and takes out his hand to shake, while showing off his electrical signature - a gesture Ragnos should recognize. "Allow me to introduce myself. I'm Ranekhi, though I was named Lukayn at birth. I'm quite like you, as you can see - though my fusion was natural rather than the result of an experiment. We'd probably have much to talk about, if we meet again."

He then turns back to Brindle. "...It seems we were wrong about you. At least, partially. You're not unlike the leaders of the Promethean project in Hestia, I would say. Your methods and demeanor aside, you saved at least a few of my brethren. So... thank you." He says sincerely, albeit somewhat begrudgingly.

Troperia

Hangar

Blake would get brief flashes of some of Mitch's memories. They're rather hard to make out, but are still clear enough to see what's going on. He remembers being filled with overwhelming rage, while relentlessly attacking everything in sight, no matter which side the people are on.

Mitch sighs in relief, doing the same as Blake to defuse the excess energy. He checks him for any signs of injuries. "Ok, what did you do exactly? Try to absorb as much energy as Matthew can handle and increase your psionics to his level?"

Daydre That's just how it is on this bitch of an earth from in my house Since: Jun, 2014 Relationship Status: You cannot grasp the true form
That's just how it is on this bitch of an earth
#6473: Oct 10th 2016 at 6:58:49 PM

Arboretum

Aur catches up to Matthew and Tor once they've stopped. He seems out of breath.

This would've gone a lot faster if you used your powers, probably.

... Aur glowers mentally at Vincent.

we will survive.
BaronGreen Everyday's great at your Junes from USA Since: Jan, 2015 Relationship Status: Star-crossed
Everyday's great at your Junes
#6474: Oct 10th 2016 at 7:11:25 PM

Troperia

Arboretum

Tor keeps rolling around in the grass, before rolling back onto his front, laying with his large arms resting under his head. His tail wags slowly behind him and he continues to purr contentedly.

"I can answer you, yes." Tor answers, his voice sounding a bit deeper and more feral, while looking at Dom. "Hello." He says with a slight smile.

Old habits die hard, especially when no one else lets them die either.
NagisaStick I think I can... from the inside out, folded outside Since: Feb, 2015 Relationship Status: Baby don't hurt me!
I think I can...
#6475: Oct 10th 2016 at 7:15:37 PM

Portal Stream

Caska was too bewildered to think. What. Why did this... mysterious figure kidnap her? How did he display abilities of a supernatural level? And where was she going? The mysterious figure had a build of an average 16-year-old, messy black hair, and wore a black jacket. He was muttering something along the lines of "Can't stay for too long. They should be opening a portal soon." while sitting alongside her. Why did he do so when she was his supposed hostage?

In panic, she began to type an email.

From: caska@8luck.org

To: David Johnson, Thomas Johnson, TROPERIA, Gregory Blackwell-Brandt and 30+ other people

Dear all,

I will be very brief, for I am in a dire situation. I am currently stuck in god-knows-where and am kidnapped. Whenever you spot a tear in space, inform others and send help.

Thank you, Caska.

She sent it. Even though she had no means of Internet.

"Just wrote an email?" Yup, that guy again. She could fully see his face now. His face was rather average, with few exceptions here and there. Not very large nose, medium-sized eyes filled with purple, and somewhat pale skin. His shirt had a very abstract pattern to it- blotches of paint, as well as an hexagonal pattern that ended halfway through out the clothing. The kidnapper had a strange taste of fashion, to put it. Caska just scooted away from his kidnapper.

"Can't blame you. It gets really lonely out here. But I'm PRETTY sure that using wireless communications here messes some things up. Like displacement of time and space. Pretty freaky, huh?"

Oh god, she hoped she didn't have to hear him for hours. Caska tried to blocked her aural sensors.

edited 10th Oct '16 7:23:46 PM by NagisaStick

Rero.

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