Stables
Auron: "Hmph! So we go!"
-Auron spurs his own horse onwards, heading for the south as well.-
-He's more than a little surprised when his horse turns into a hovercraft speeding across the sands, but he's learned to at least attempt to take these things in stride by this point.-
edited 1st Aug '16 3:37:08 PM by Chilifro
Be kind.Naomi: "Hey! They're getting away!"
Naomi spurred her robot horse, and it responded by accelerating to a gallop... then its legs folded in and it blasted across the landscape after Minerva, having become a hoverhorse.
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"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."End of the Line
B312 traced the massive man as he made his way over to one of the empty seats at the saloon. For a moment the Spartan debated following him, his gaze tracking towards Eires, who merely shrugged at him.
After a moment of staring, B312 slowly raised and lowered his shoulders - an awkward shrug, but a shrug nonetheless.
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"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."Hastur sat backwards, looking at the horizon they were leaving behind with a huge grin on his face. Nova, along with everyone down on the earth, could realize at this point that The King In Yellow wasn't so much afraid to do harm to a horse as he was itching to ride this awesome winged shantak-thing.
Agitated, Hastur has spread his hands and laughed, his voice being almost muffled by wind, and then tried to wave to riders below... and almost fell down, managing to relocate the center of his mass in the last moment.
edited 1st Aug '16 3:38:13 PM by TheRiddleOfCards
End of the Line
At the question, B312 paused to think. What was his name? He knew his designation. But his name...
The Spartan was silent for a quarter of a minute. Slowly, tentatively, he responded.
B312: "SPARTAN-B-three-one-two reporting, sir."
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."Eires was glad that the man in front of her had shrugged back. If nothing else, it was a simple and unifying affirmation of the situation. She lost herself in thought for a moment, then proceeded to let out a small laugh at the absurdity of it all.
She offered a handshake to the spartan.
Eires @B312: "Eires Nada. Looks like we're all stuck in this together."
[forum cryptid: it/it's]End of the Line
After another second's pause, B312 grasped Eires's hand and shook. He didn't seem to use much more force than was necessary.
B312: "Pleasure, Ms. Eires."
Nowhere
The massive group of horse riders would quickly notice something on the horizon.
Black smoke.
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"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."Nowhere
After a few seconds it became easy to see a debris trail. Pieces of white and black composites, plastics, some steel. Jostled rocks, the clear path of a vehicle falling.
Finally, the crashed Exuberance
◊ came into view. The spacecraft had seen better days - one wing was missing. Smoke rose from both its thrusters as well as the location just behind them. The metal was dented, dusted, and in some cases torn open, and the entire craft was still smoking from the heat of re-entry.
But alive Exuberance was.
Naomi: YEAAAAAAAA-HAHAHAHAAAAAAA! IN YOUR FACE, ISAAC NEWTON!
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."

Asagi: Hiya!
-And with that the bumbling would-be heroine drives her horse forward...or at least, manages to hold onto the reigns without falling off-
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