End of the line
Einar paused, he too remembered what He thought would be his own death. Two Rubric marines blasting him at close to point blank with their warp fire bolter shells as he cut into their demented master.
But he decided not too mention that, figuring it may not go over to well if he reinforced the idea.
Exuberance Crater
The horse planted hooves onto ground as Naomi stopped and stared at the wreckage.
Two sets of footprints. One robotic.
Leading directly away from the epicenter of the Exuberance crash site.
Naomi: ...Oh man. Oh-ho-ho-ho man.
I understand why people murder now, because I really feel like doing that.
LET'S GET 'EM, BOYS!
Naomi reared her hoverhorse and blasted off, roaring along and following the evidence that two people had sabotaged the Exuberance.
Two things were clear. She was pissed off to all hell, and probably not taking this well either.
End of the Line
B312: ...I don't know if I'm dead or alive.
Best to try and stay alive, then.
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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: -to Quartz- Sage.
Following the Trail
Naomi: -to Auron- I was perfectly depressed right up until I figured some dumb motherfuckers sabotaged my spaceship!
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."Near the Shack
Naomi slowed down as she approached the shack. Her anger had simmered; now it was purpose. She decided she didn't want to wake up whoever might be living in there, so she pulled back on the reigns to reduce speed, taking in the shack and any vital details that might be surrounding it.
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."By the time Naomi reached the Moofalo strewn about, she had slowed to a trot, the hover engines on her horse disengaging. She looked around with contempt at the spoils of the pretty boy's conquests.
Naomi: Looks like we're here.
"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: Depends on what you believe.
After a moment the Spartan went to sit down at Einar's table.
The Love Shack
Naomi dismounted her horse and drew her particle carbine, a curious job, painted as white as her spacesuit.
◊ The weapon whined as she powered it up.
Naomi: Full battery, all parts have passed POST... if things go bad, well... I think I'll be ready.
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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."Auron: -nods, dismounting as well, his sword already off of his back and resting on his shoulder- "Of course I'm ready."
-He raises an eyebrow at the weapons some of the others are carrying, then shrugs it off. Better to find out about the tech later, he figured.-
-He begins walking forward, his one eye scanning the surroundings.-
Be kind.

Asagi: ...Well, this is already foreboding. And I'm not sure if it's in the fun way or the bad way...
-Turns her horse and moves it forward to investigate-
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