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Post by zed57 on Dec 11, 2006 3:06:23 GMT -5
Robb nods, "Sounds like fun, Let's go."
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Post by Evangeline on Dec 11, 2006 3:09:31 GMT -5
"But you DIDN'T kill him. You did regain control." Slick told Kamui. "That means you can do it. You can manage yourself. You just have to work at it." He kissed her lightly.
Cesare looked up at the helicopter buzzing about, with a tide of loathing welling up inside him... it was a great temptation to try to zap that thing right out of the air, but it would attract too much attention, and at least one of those Apache girls was healthy enough to move and make his and Luke's day very miserable.
Ondine came up to Slaytor. "Mike would like to come with you, if that's OK." She turned to Darcy. "Sit tight. We'll find out what's going on with her."
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Post by ebonyviper on Dec 11, 2006 3:31:16 GMT -5
Boost also came forward, "I'm coming too. She's my sister."
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Ebony just stayed where she was for the time being. The ache was still there. Maybe just ten minutes of rest and she'll continue on.
They've hurt me, she thought, I've had too many people tell me that they care and then they turn around and hurt me. Just can't take it anymore.
She started to cry again.
(((((OOC: I'm getting a little sleepy...)))))
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Post by ebonyviper on Dec 11, 2006 3:45:52 GMT -5
(((((OOC: Double post. I can't stay awake any longer so I'm going to sleep now. Puppeting now allowed. I'll see everyone tomorrow. Goodnight.)))))
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Post by ChibiJaime on Dec 11, 2006 3:49:49 GMT -5
David frowned when he felt his tanks grind. He'd need to head back to town soon and touch down to top off. He hadn't found anything of substance yet... it was annoying. He wanted to help, but... well, honestly, what was there he could do but run relays like this?
...it wouldn't hurt to get one more closer peek...
With that thought, he moved in again, eyes skimming the area around him.
Clara smiled, rumbling her engine gently before heading out and up the way, squinting a little bit in the morning sun. "Ay, why did I have to pick white?" She chuckled. "Have to love that desert sun..."
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Post by Evangeline on Dec 11, 2006 3:52:33 GMT -5
Cesare had finally had enough. He lashed out, releasing his monofilament wires, hoping to leave a mark on that damned helo, but not to bring him down... just to enlighten him a bit about minding his own business!
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Post by zed57 on Dec 11, 2006 4:00:42 GMT -5
Slaytor nods "does anybody know where she might have gone?"
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Robb chuckles and he gives Clara a light bump, then pulls up besides her. "I think it's a good color."
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Post by ChibiJaime on Dec 11, 2006 4:05:56 GMT -5
David yelped, drawing back sharply. The strike had nailed him along his right side, all but destroying one of his mic pods and leaving a nasty lash just beneath his eye. He hissed, then spat in the direction the strike had come from, drawing back to a distance he knew he'd be safe... much higher than before.
The strike stung something fierce and it burned with the wind from his blades whipping the dust and sand about it. He marks the location with another quick scan before heading back to town. He'd heard the guy had an electrified antenna, but nothing that could reach that far. Frowning, he touched down, wincing at the burning sensation the jar of landing gave him.
"Do you?" She peered down at her own hood. "Papá has always said, white works good on everyone." She looked over at Robb, bumping his side lightly, grinning. "You should talk to him sometime about painting..."
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Post by zed57 on Dec 11, 2006 4:16:29 GMT -5
Robb smiles, "Well I do have an appointment with him for a repaint..." He rolls over and gives Clara a kiss on the fender, "The only problem with white is it shows dirt and scratches too well."
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Post by Evangeline on Dec 11, 2006 4:17:46 GMT -5
Veronica sat up as David came down, and noticed the ugly weal across one side of his face. "David, what happened?"
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Post by ChibiJaime on Dec 11, 2006 4:20:11 GMT -5
"Hm, I don't mind it so much," the Corvette commented, giving Robb a nuzzle in return for the kiss. "I'm from a family of artists. Getting dirty is one of the things we're best at."
David wrinkled his nose up somewhat, sneezing a bit. "A rather nasty run-in with a fellow whose antenna reached a bit further than I expected." He squinted, shuddering at the burning sensation. "One of my mic pods is completely destroyed... I'm only lucky he missed my eye."
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Post by Evangeline on Dec 11, 2006 4:23:17 GMT -5
"You could've been half-blinded!" Veronica grimaced. "And that cut doesn't look very good."
Sonya happened to be going by, and noticed David coming back looking a little worse for wear. "Where did this happen?" she asked as she examined the cut on his face.
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Post by ChibiJaime on Dec 11, 2006 4:28:22 GMT -5
David frowned a bit, shifting to take a bit of the weight off the skid nearest the injury as he recited the coordinates to the closest he could. "I was having a look around, following the scents... and then he does this! I was being careless, I know, but... he reached me when I was still at a decent altitude. This does not bode well."
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Post by Evangeline on Dec 11, 2006 4:38:17 GMT -5
Sonya took out her first aid kit and applied some ointment to David's wound. "They're probably looking for another hiding place by now, but at least we know where they were and they can't use that hole again." She then applied a bandage to the helo's cheek. "Kamui had a fight with him earlier, so he's like a cornered animal right now."
It was then that Darcy came over again. "Sonya, Ebony's taken off again. She's in another bad mood, apparently."
Sonya sighed. "It never rains, but it pours..."
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Post by ChibiJaime on Dec 11, 2006 4:42:04 GMT -5
"Pity I didn't know that before-hand," the young helo sighed, wincing at the feel of the ointment. "Mmh." Sighing, he glanced at Veronica. "I'm sorry I worried you. I was hoping I would find something useful. Apparently, all I discovered is that I tear as easily as anyone else."
Then he blinked, glancing at Darcy as she spoke. "...Ebony. Didn't that girl go missing once or twice before? You know, perhaps counseling of some kind is in order... I would suggest my mother, but I don't know what sort of good a helicopter therapist would be for a tuner..."
((And I am exhausted. I just realized it's almost five in the morning! I'mma go to bed... please feel free to puppet.))
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