Sandra [To Mirya]: "Then let's go."
-She jumps into the air and activates her striker units.
◊ She hovers a few metres off the ground with her Battle Rifle in hand.-
In the Tavern
—The Bartender doesn't seem phased by the headbutt. In fact, he's looking pretty pissed. And, is his skin starting to rip? Oh shit his skin is starting to rip. And there's scales beneath them. And his neck is elongating, his body rippling with muscle now—
@Ges: Big mistake Automaton.
—The Bartender isn't looking so small anymore. In fact, he's looking pretty inhuman now
◊. And he grabs a hand around Ges's head and smashes it into the wooden counter—
—-
With Mirya
—Mirya looks at Sandra's...lack of trousers—
@Sandra: Doesn't that feel cold for you? Not including the innumerable amount of men who I'm sure would call you a whore? And, how do you manage to float above the ground like that? Is it those things attached to your legs?
@Ling: I can try, but I've tried in the past. Maybe with your company they'll let us pass, but I harbor doubts.
—-
The Fire
—Oliver and Sniper-chan can hear the footsteps getting closer—
"Come on out if you're there!"
—-
At the Chant
@Albert: It is how we pay tribute to our god, Midgard. Now leave if you know what's good for you.
—-
In the Alley
—The Siren nods at Mercuria's statement that they'd be better off somewhere else—
@Others: I'd suggest we find somewhere out of this accursed town. We're not really safe here at all.
@Six: Check their backs. I can guarantee you'll find a tattoo of a snake on their backs, if I'm right, and I'm pretty sure their actions just sealed my suspicions. After that, I'll explain why I'm making such a strange request.
@Others: Oh, and I'm Scylla, by the by.
'If you fall seven times, stand up eight.' The cry of the Undead.Sandra [to Mirya]: "To answer your questions in order; One: no, I have an energy field around me that protects me from the cold. Two: shut the fuck up; do you think I fucking care? Three: Yes, these things allow me to float. And fly."
-She flips the safety off her rifle and frowns immensely-
Sandra [to Mirya]: "Now I don't know what kind of things they taught you when you were little, but calling a woman a whore is a grave insult where I'm from. I don't quite really care since I couldn't give two shits about what you have to say, but I'm still wondering if your thinly veiled antagonism is just for show or if you genuinely hate us."
-She lowers herself until she is barely floating above the ground. The brunette is staring down at Mirya-
Sandra [to Mirya]: "Now if you have any more things to say to me, you come right here and you say it in my face. You got that?"
"We dream of better worlds, so that one day we may surpass them."Oliver: [So, uh... Sniper-chan, right?]
[What's the play? Do we book it or kick their asses?]
-Six flips over one of the bodies, still as confused as when he asked his question—
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."In the Alley
—The body is wearing a shirt, but you can just make out the tip of a snake's head
◊ poking out from under the collar—
Scylla: I was afraid to be right. These are Mambai. The last race of the Serpentine. They took the skin of their victims, likely those townsfolk and wore them as disguises.
—Scylla shudders—
Scylla: It seems their old practices haven't died in the past 4,000 years they've been gone. And yes, it would be best to kill—
—You all see the nearby tavern burst into flames—
—them. Oh Solomon's hoard, this is bad.
In the Town Center
—The entire crowd of worshipers and the preacher fall silent as they see the tavern ignite into a bonfire, with Roy tumbling out and leveling his pistol around him. The crowd goes deathly quiet. They look at Roy. Then at Albert Murder in their eyes.
Preacher: Kill them! Kill the heretics!
—Like a wave of hatred the crowd converge on the duo—
—-
At the Fire
"Hey! I think I found someone!"
—The sounds of footsteps are almost too loud to bear in the moment. Time to make a decision you two!—
—-
In the Burning Tavern
—The Bartender doesn't seem phased by the place being set on fire. In fact, there's a grin of pure, bloodthirsty joy on his face. He lunges at Ges and tries to get him into a full nelson lock, then suplex the robot straight into the ground—
—-
With Mirya
—Mirya is quiet for a moment, then takes a deep breath, and lets it out—
@Sandra: It seems my time around the men has made me forget what it means to be a woman. And to be a stranger. I apologize for calling you a whore. And whatever hostility I have shown you I mean not out of pure malice. I am of Albereich, and we live from birth believing that everyone should be given a chance to prove themselves. It seems I've made a horrible impression, and I have none but myself to blame for that. Perhaps time has made me forget how hard it was to earn my fellow knights' respect, let alone their recognition of my position. I have no illusions that we have started our relations poorly. But, if you will allow, shall we try to amend them?
—She offers Sandra a hand as a gesture of kindness—
—-
'If you fall seven times, stand up eight.' The cry of the Undead.Six: So, effectively, everyone in this town is dead.
-The Spartan draws and checks his Battle Rifle-
Oliver: Fuck it, fight it is!
-Bursts out of the bush and throws a jab at whichever one of the corpse shovellers was unfortunate enough to get in front of him
Alberts: -to Michelle- Pardon me, but did I hear... interrogated?
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."Roy: "Damn! Damn! Damn!"
-*Within a second, he flees from the crowd then quickdraws his hand-cannon of a revolver
then fires warning shots at them to ward them off.*
@group radio <We got trouble people, the town's fully pissed off!!>
edited 12th Sep '17 3:06:45 PM by MrKirb
-When oliver throws a punch, sniper-chan fires off multiple canisters from its side before a grapple fires out of its back at the highest structure in reach, rapidly pulling like a spider-
Suzu: I am sure some one would like.....
-And then the argument with Sandra starts and Suzu steps to the side as shogun-chan steps foward and metalicly gurgles as a weigh in-
With Mirya
—Mirya just nods at Sandra's acceptance, but before she can lead Sandra towards the camp, she hears Shogun-chan's gurgles. She definitely is confused by the sounds—
@Sandra: Do you understand him?
—-
With Michelle
@Alberts: Yeah, at least that's what they said. But I'm pretty damn suspecting it was for something else. We've had Mirya and another try to check on their condition, but they're pretty tightly guarded. And it's all kinds of weird to me. Stuff just ain't right with that captain, if you ask me.
—-
At the Fire
—Albert jabs straight into a stomach of dark green scales, and if he looks up he sees another man serpent
◊, similar in bulk to the one fighting Ges at the moment.
@Oliver: Found You.
—He grabs for Oliver's neck and attempts to smash him into the ground, but Sniper-chan's canisters knock the wind out of him from the velocity they're traveling. He loosens his grip around Oliver's neck—
—-
With Ges
—The Bartender Serpent doesn't seem to care to answer the question, and instead reaches over with its head and bites into the thrusters top half, ruining the stabilization system. Looks like the two are going for a crash landing—
@Ges: I don't honestly care. I just want a good fight.
—-
With the crowd
The blasts from Roy's gun causes the crowd to scatter, and even hit some
—-
In the Alley
—Scylla looks over to Six, ignoring the death Lovisia is committing right behind her—
@Six: I'd suggest a retreat is in order. Even with your group's considerable strength, I doubt you can defeat an entire town of Mambai. An entire battalion of centaurs couldn't, and they were among the best my home had to offer, at least by our records. Gather your friends and run. Your colonists know of me, I've been trying to help them before you arrived. They trust me. I can cover your escape with my powers. If, you trust me.
edited 12th Sep '17 3:51:25 PM by LightningLancer
'If you fall seven times, stand up eight.' The cry of the Undead.Alberts: Do you know where they are? I have half a mind to check on them myself.
Oliver: OH, FUCK!
-Noticing the canister landing directly next to him and the lizardman, which is spraying some weird sort of black, oily fog, Oliver connects the dots and decides he doesn't want to be incinerated-
-The plucky robot tries to grasp the lizardman's fingers and wrench them free of his neck. Though his fingers may be small compared to this man-serpent, being a robot imbues him with strength beyond his size. Provided he succeeds, the robot books it - getting the hell away from whatever that cylinder is, his metal blade legs propelling him forth at high speed-
Six: I've killed things scarier and more numerous than a bunch of suspiciously heavy people. These folk going to be any threat to anyone around them if we leave them alone?
edited 12th Sep '17 3:47:35 PM by SpartyMcFly
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."

@Chanter Albert: "Alright. Last question for you, why are you hissing?"
edited 12th Sep '17 1:51:40 PM by Nemtsol
Will make dad jokes for friends.