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Captain Americat
"Don't frown, someone could be falling in love with your smile." - Teen Wolf
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Post by Captain Americat on Jan 2, 2018 21:24:08 GMT -5
(It was good, thanks! i'll have to reply soon!)
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Post by Tals on Jan 3, 2018 0:06:07 GMT -5
Hey!! Howre you!! Like- you okay and all??) (yes I’m okay! Lots happening! Back to school, busy summer job I had to devote to! But I recently got myself a pet snake, and this coming semester till not be nearly as crazy!) Oh that sounds like fun! Im glad youre doin alright though! Dont worry about if you missed anything deary, I totally understand. @ Cap: take your time!
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Post by 𝓼𝓲𝓵𝓿 on Jan 3, 2018 13:23:20 GMT -5
(I might actually get on my laptop a little later today if you wanna update me on everything?? I’d love to jump back in!)
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Post by Tals on Jan 3, 2018 14:00:26 GMT -5
I cant give a full detailed description rn, as class is starting. But i will asap!) Edit: 𝓼𝓲𝓵𝓿Alright; So this is where it kind of begins: Alyona, Borya and Rei have been kidnapped by Bon-hwa's mechas. These simple minded robots have succeeded in bringing them back to the white house where the trio have been interrogated and tried to get information removed from them. Red Skull was unsuccessful, but he did manage to make the Aliyev siblings weak. Very weak. Natasha and Clint discovered they were missing and a battle took place from the three to fend off any unwanted kidnappings. So, they rushed to Steve (by the way Logan [the Wolverine] is there) and with Bucky, Steve and Logan the five had Maria Hill send in SHIELD agents. They met May and Daisy, where they were taken up to the main 'helicarier' and they met Coulson once again. Then, they met a pilot named Grey and Daisy accompanied them. So now theyre on their way to the white house, Skull is speaking to Steve and the group via 'skype' or face time or whatever, and things bout to go down.
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Post by Πιghtωιηg on Jan 3, 2018 16:50:44 GMT -5
(you keep chatting and getting my hopes up)
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Post by Tals on Jan 3, 2018 19:59:30 GMT -5
haha sarry Night~
but that's alright Rain! Howre you doin?)
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Post by Tals on Jan 4, 2018 0:12:50 GMT -5
It could be worse tbh ~
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#f0a9e4
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Captain Americat
"Don't frown, someone could be falling in love with your smile." - Teen Wolf
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Post by Captain Americat on Jan 4, 2018 21:31:58 GMT -5
Logan:
Logan continued to hold on for dear life as the pilot brought the jet towards the ground. His fingers were digging into the seat and he was sure that by the end of this he was going to have permanent indents on his chest from the straps holding him down. He glared towards the pilot and swore under his breath; Grey was most definitely having way too much fun with this. He already felt his stomach growing weak, but he forced himself not to think about it. Instead, he thought about Alyona and he listened to her voice as she spoke over the screen. He could no longer see the screen because of it's angle, but he heard the way she mentioned his name and he had to tell himself to focus on staying calm, for his claws were already sliding out. "Oh, you just wait 'til we meet, Skull. I hear you're a nasty man," he muttered under his breath.
Cap:
Steve was used to rough air travels, but that didn't stop him from holding onto the straps and praying for a safe landing. Still, he had complete faith in their pilot - he had to - and this faith allowed him to sit a little bit easier. However, upon seeing the Red Skull's face on Alyona's screen, his face twisted in anger and he gripped his seat with such ferocity that he heard a crack. He then let out a breath, allowing himself a moment to calm down so as not to seem like the Red Skull was getting under his skin, and stared directly into his enemy's eyes. "Leave her alone, Skull," he breathed out. "Remember who the real enemy is. Your fight is with me. It always has been. You don't need to bring the people I care about into it."
Bucky:
He wished that he could reach into the screen, save Alyona, and then smash the Skull's teeth in, but obviously that wasn't possible. Instead, he was forced to watch the Red Skull tormenting his friend while he could do not a thing about it. Upon hearing his name, he let out a growl and clenched his fists. "No thanks to you, Skull," he said. "And it doesn't matter if you find us. All you need to know is that we're coming to get you and that you better watch out. Because, I swear it, Skull, you're not going to make it out of this one. Steve'll make sure of it. And so will I. And you know what we're capable of."
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Post by Tals on Jan 5, 2018 0:19:14 GMT -5
Skull’s ear twitched, listening to Logan’s threat. “I hope you’re as much of a challenge as she poses you to be. Fighting a kitten would be a waste of my time,” he snarkily remarked. However, he shut up when he heard Steve’s words. He seemed to look on with a sense of... enjoyment? His gaze shifted over the screen, chuckling to himself before he finally mused about, “When have I ever not left your loved ones out of this? So why would I stop with her?”
He frowned heavily at Bucky’s tone, his eyes darkening considerably. “Should I remind you that you still could be part of mind control?”
Alyona and Natasha panicked on opposite ends. Alyona, mostly writhing in her seat and saying something in Russian while Natasha fumbled with the screen.
Laughter bubbled up from Skull, turning the screen and showing a very pouty Aliyev girl. “Look at that- I got her to panic over such a trivial thing,” he inhaled as his attention turned back to Bucky. “Oh I know what you both are capable of, but that also means I know where to get it where it hurts.”
“Dumpkopf,” Alyona whispered, but just loud enough that had Clint snickering in the background beside Natasha.
“Was? Was did you call me?” Skull suddenly questioned.
Alyona smiled, looking to the camera as best as possible. “Steve is right, you should just leave me out of this- it would make your pain a bit more bareable than what he would really deliver you.”
Skull inhaled softly, looking to Steve then and growling out, “She’ll be awaiting your rival. I can’t promise a fully functioning woman however.”
Natasha would shout at the pilot if she could, but she was focused on the words that Skull was putting out. There was always intent to his actions, and from the reactions he was receiving, Nat figured out pretty quick what he was doing. If Skull could make them so mad, they would respond with anger more than their smarts.
“Hm.. Alyona is right, you really are daft,” she casually remarked.
Skull went wide eyed for a brief second before he pressed a boot closer to her chair. “But am I really? Im not the team that is coming into hostile territory.”
“And I’m not the man touching a young lady who’s protected by three angry men.”
Silence filled the air, and a little giggle escaped Alyona’s vocals. Slowly, his hand gripped a nearby item. “Perhaps, you are right. But we won’t know until you all make it here alive.”
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Post by Πιghtωιηg on Jan 5, 2018 12:27:01 GMT -5
The jet passed through Mach 1, then continued to accelerate. It continued accelerating as a red warning light illuminated. Grey spoke over the intercom "We just passed that point we were discussing earlier, and at this rate, we're going a mile every 4 seconds at this point. Also, if you thought the ride was bad already, you're really going to hate this next part." He flicked a switch, and the shielding turned off. They could already detect the jet, and it took a lot of power to stay invisible, then dropped even lower, cruising just 20 feet over the surface of the Potomac. "Better watch out for boats", he said to Daisy. "Yeah, maybe do that," she nervously replied.
Far above, two F-35s stopped orbiting over the city and dove as they were vectored to intercept this target.
A warning buzzer went off in the cockpit. "We're getting pinged. Anybody holding anything back there, you are highly advised to put it up." A quick glance at the mirror told him what the problem was. Two F-35s, closing in from behind. Hopefully, the pilots weren't as good as he was. A fighter can almost always shoot down a transport, unless there's a large skill difference. Luckily, he was the best. On the other hand, every fighter pilot thinks that they're the best. A high-pitched beeping alerted Grey to a new problem. One of the Lightning IIs had fired a missile. He clicked a button on the stick to raffle off flares and chaff, which would hopefully distract it, then pulled the throttles back to a lower setting to present a less inviting target for an infrared seeker head. Grey pulled the stick back to the left, and the jet barrel rolled, trading airspeed for better maneuverability. The fighters were closing fast, which is what he'd hoped for. The Quinjet leveled for a moment as it approached the National Mall. "Daisy, as soon as I do this, use the cannon." Daisy had barely opened her mouth to say, "What?" before he engaged the wing fans, snapped the stick to the front left, and jammed the right rudder pedal to the stop. This probably felt much like an uncontrolled tumble to the passengers, who undoubtedly thought they were about to smack in to the river and die. As the nose of the jet spun around, Daisy clicked a button on her stick, and the hatch under their feet opened. The M61 Vulcan popped out, and she quickly squeezed the trigger. The leading jet burst into flames as the pilot ejected. The Quinjet continued to spin around, ending its turn upside down. Grey snapped the stick to the right, and it flipped right side up as the enemy pilot used his own gun. He weaved evasively. "All right. Talk to me, Goose." "Are you seriously quoting Top Gun right now?" "Of course. It matches the soundtrack, and it's Top Gun, you uncultured swine. Now watch closely, because I'm going to hit the brakes, and he'll fly right by." He turned to look at Daisy as he pulled the stick back, popped the spoilers out, and squeezed as much lift as possible out of the fans. As the F-35 flashed by, he toggled off an AIM-9 Sidewinder, and the heat-seeking missile flew after it. "That should keep him occupied for a few more seconds. He turned the jet towards the White House and punched it. After a few seconds, Grey dumped the remaining fuel and shut off the engines, hoping to avoid a fire after landing. As he crossed Constitution Avenue, he deployed full flaps. As he reached the South Lawn, he set the massive jet down in the grass, and it skidded towards the front of the building. The ground had slowed it down some, and it plowed through the wall at 30 miles an hour before coming to a stop in the entrance hall. Huginn and Muninn squawked unhappily from the rear, and Daisy let out a light groan. Grey quickly unstrapped from his safety harness and scrambled out of the cockpit, stopping only to grab his rifle. Daisy followed close behind, and as soon as everybody was back in the cabin, she raised her hand and blew the front of the jet off. "All right, everybody out. Let's find this bad case of sunburn."
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Post by Πιghtωιηg on Jan 7, 2018 10:47:17 GMT -5
(I spent an entire study hall writing that. reply.)
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Post by Tals on Jan 7, 2018 15:29:43 GMT -5
Hun ive written replies while my teacher is lecturing that- in of itself is pretty hard.
I understand tho. —
The very way the whole entire White House shook caused Skull to nearly drop the camera he was holding. His head snapped to the side, eyes shifting to the side. He muttered something in German, listening to Daisy and Grey as they spoke off the other end.
“We’re in the right end of the house-!” Alyona called out to them as she looked at the device before the broadcast shut off. It ended as fast as it started it seemed, and Natasha was on her feet and running past Grey and Daisy. Clint was hot on her heels, bow in hand and his other reaching for his arrows.
“Thanks guys! Im ready to apply sun lotion to his face!” Clint chirped to Daisy, boots thumping across the ramp and down across the rubble. Bots started filling thhe room, Natasha quick to land on them and use her tasers as Clint fired off arrows to keep them at bay
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Post by Πιghtωιηg on Jan 7, 2018 17:28:29 GMT -5
(I had APUSH to do but instead I spent 45 minutes doing that and panicked during lunch.)
“Great. The ‘right’ end,” Grey muttered, rummaging through the weapons lockers in back. “Well, I sure hope she knows which direction we came in through.” He paused. “Ah. Perfect.” Grey dropped his rifle, letting it dangle from its strap, and extracted a shotgun from the assortment of weapons, then grabbed a box of shells, stuffing them in his pocket.
Daisy put her hands up and concentrated. A slight buzzing sound began, then loudened to a shriek, before fully half of the bots of the room flew apart, and several more were rendered inactive by flying pieces. She let out a gasp, and gripped her arms as intense pins-and-needles sensation ran through them. Probably shouldn’t have put so much effort into that when we just got here, she thought.
Grey ran out through the gaping hole in the front of the fuselage, stuffing shells into the slot. He took a moment to pat the nose of the jet. “You did an excellent job,” he whispered. “Sorry we had to wreck you.” Having paid his respects to the now pitiful sight, he pumped the action on the shotgun and lined up the sights on a bot. Pulling the trigger, the shotgun responded with a resounding boom, and the bot fell to the ground with a massive hole in its innards.
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#f0a9e4
Name Colour
Captain Americat
"Don't frown, someone could be falling in love with your smile." - Teen Wolf
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Post by Captain Americat on Jan 7, 2018 19:33:02 GMT -5
(^^" I'll respond at some point probably tomorrow. How do you like APUSH, Coulson?)
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Post by Πιghtωιηg on Jan 7, 2018 20:49:31 GMT -5
(For clarification, are these drones or humanoid bots?) (I like it more than I would have normal history. My problem with school is that none of my classes progress quickly enough to keep me interested because they don’t want other students to get lost, which is completely understandable, but still annoying. Except French. French is a bane upon my existence and I am more often than not completely lost. Generally, I put in just enough effort to maintain a B in most of my classes, so I figured I might as well do that in an AP, but this year I’ve actually done much better. I’m taking 4 APs and a college calculus course and I only have two Bs, APUSH and French.)
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#f0a9e4
Name Colour
Captain Americat
"Don't frown, someone could be falling in love with your smile." - Teen Wolf
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Post by Captain Americat on Jan 8, 2018 10:12:10 GMT -5
Logan:
Logan chuckled. Ha, you just wait and see, Skull. You just wait and see. But it was even more amusing because Logan had no idea what this Skull guy was supposed to look like, so he didn't know who he was fighting either. As much as Skull was in the dark, so was Logan. Neither one of them really had any idea of who was shooting off threats. Logan just hoped that this man-villain-alien-whatever was not as bad as he sounded. I mean, he'd gone up against Steve and the Winter Soldier over there... and, well, those guys were pretty tough. If the same stuff that was coursing through their veins was coursing through his, he knew it wasn't going to be an easy battle. Still, he was ready. He'd fought in more wars than any of them.
Oh, God. But he'd never been in a jet like this. He held onto the seat for his dear life, probably screaming, until the jet landed on the ground. He felt the hair on his arms rising and he just sat there a good minute before unstrapping and standing up on shaking legs. "You're the worst pilot ever," he said to Grey. "But, uh, thanks for getting us in here alive." He then followed after the others after regaining his bearings, already smelling the evil in the air. He could faintly pick up Alyona's scent as well. His hands were fists at his sides, claws ever so slightly inching out.
Cap:
Steve let out another low growl in his throat, but he remained steady eye-contact with the Skull. Regardless of what he said, Steve wasn't going to let him take anymore of the people he cared about. Peggy. Howard. Bucky. The Howling Commandos. The list went on of people that the Red Skull had either killed or taken away from him indirectly when he'd gone down in the ice. "Skull, don't forget we know what you're capable as well. You may be a heartless man, but even heartless men have weakness."
The jet then took them all the way in and when they'd landed, Steve ran off the plane and followed the others. He caught up to Natasha. "Skull knows we're here, so there's not much we can do about staying undetected. Let's just find our friends and get out of here. I am not having any one die today. If it gets too rough, take Alyona out of here and I'll deal with the Skull alone."
Bucky:
Bucky froze at the Skull's words. It had crossed his mind that he could still be manipulated, but he had only been thinking of saving his friends that he forced the thought away. He tried to tell himself that he was cured and that the Red Skull wouldn't remember - But, now, as the Skull mentioned it, he felt the blood in his veins roaring and his heart beginning to beat faster than humanly possible. He cast a glance over at Steve and the others. If the Skull was bringing it up, clearly he had thought of using Bucky against his friends. But Bucky wouldn't let it happen again. He saw the others getting nervous over this fact and he silently cursed himself for being such a monster. They said they weren't scared of him, but they were. He could see it in their eyes... because all it took were a few words and he'd turn on them when the order was given.
Nervously, he pushed the coms deeper into his ears, hoping that they'd take a little bit of the outside noise away. He wasn't going to turn into the Winter Soldier. He wasn't. Following after the others, he looked at Steve. "Pal, I'm not leaving you to fight the Red Skull alone. You know it's both of our fight. Just like old times."
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#f0a9e4
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Captain Americat
"Don't frown, someone could be falling in love with your smile." - Teen Wolf
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Post by Captain Americat on Jan 8, 2018 10:15:06 GMT -5
(Ahh, did you get to choose the language you wanted to study? I did Spanish, but I wish I could have done multiple languages xD And, wow. That's a lot of AP classes. My school didn't even offer four in one year, so the most I ever took was 3 at a time, haha.)
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Post by Πιghtωιηg on Jan 8, 2018 11:15:09 GMT -5
Grey gave a disdainful snort "Patently false, you oversized tabby. It took about 90% of my skill to pull that off without doing anything exceedingly unsafe," he said, taking a shot at another bot. "If I was much worse, we would have been shot down, slammed into a boat, the Potomac, the White House fence, hit a person, hit the wall going too fast, or a number of other unfortunate events. I'm the best, and I know it." He pumped the action of the shotgun and resumed fighting.
Daisy leaned down and put her hand against the floor, sending a pulse into the building. Mostly she felt packed earth and stones, but off to one side, there was an empty space. "Hey, guys. I found the bunker."
"Well, lead the way, human sonar machine." Grey thumbed the safety off his Sig Sauer and jogged over, shotgun still at the ready.
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Post by Tals on Jan 8, 2018 15:40:50 GMT -5
Grey: if i flew worse we would’ve hit a person //he says as he hits the white house//
Motto ^
Anyways, the bots are like Tony Stark’s suits, and similar o ultron. But what is APUSH?
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Clint spun around, twirling slightly with Natasha and the duo shot a fired charge that somewhat acted as an EMP. Several bots that had blocked their way jolted and powered down, allowing a path for them to continue on. To the assassins, it appeared that Logan already had a scent of Alyona and the two followed suit.
“We aren’t leaving anyone behind Steve,” Natasha stated seriously. “If it takes all of us to take Skull down just as it took all of us for Borya, then that’s what it’ll take.” The hallways were grand, and Natasha was sure she would get lost. Almost every which way the bots came flying at them and sending them in different rivers of areas before they would try and single them off.
Although the bots that tried chasing after them were immediately shut down and their metallic forms were slumped over. Natasha’s ears pricked, Clint readying an arrow as doors twisted and clicked. At the far end of their hallway, soldiers came running through.
“Another wave!” Clint called, jumping up and firing an arrow that scattered shards of metal through the air and bounced off the walls. Natasha gritted her teeth, twisting and turning as they fought their way towards the bunker.
“Skull can’t hide forever,” Natasha muttered to herself.
A low chuckle at the end of the all nearly stopped Clint and Nat. The duo looked ahead, the familiar red head daring to show up in familiar black clothing. His hands were clasped onto something he opted to bring up, and his smirk grew farther up his face.
“You wanted her, so have her,” he mused, sort of sliding her frail frame across the carpeted floor. A small streak of red followed, the silvery white locks tinged the same warm color. “I hope there aren’t any objections.” His smirk revealed the pearly whites of his teeth, his eyes halflidded then and a sense of euphoric feeling overwhelmed him. Perhaps it was because his enemies were there before him; maybe it was because he actually destroyed everything that Steve ever loved and known. "If there is any, please take it up with my men."
To Alyona though- her whole body hurt. There were several lacerations that were fresh, and her head swam with the spinning world as she attempted to roll over onto the plush carpet that would sponge her back. She could hear voices- they were recognizable and so close. Her eyes crossed for a second, minty gaze now readjusting as she groaned softly and moved to lay on her back. Her nose wrinkled, a fresh cut starting at the lobe of her ear traveling over her jaw and at the middle of her throat was present; thankfully the wound wasn't too deep. But it was enough that she could see the miscoloring on the carpet.
Nostrils flared, she saw Skull's boots and trench coat before she turned her head to look at the group that was there. Her mind flickered to the bots scattered on the floor before looking at her friends. The one who risked everything to get her and Borya outta here while taking down Skull in the process. The instilled fear of Skull knowing the code words- Alyona has to stay conscious to counter these code words. Her lips pressed to a thin line, numbly propping herself up and a glare settling up at the man who had harmed her and her brother.
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Post by Πιghtωιηg on Jan 8, 2018 15:53:50 GMT -5
(AP US History) (Hey. That was INTENTIONAL) (I’ll reply later)
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Post by Πιghtωιηg on Jan 9, 2018 17:26:22 GMT -5
Grey fired his last round from the shotgun. As the bot teetered, he grabbed the gun by the barrel and swung it like a baseball bat, knocking the head clean off. Dropping the shotgun, he brought up his rifle. “Does anybody else find it strange that we have encountered zero secret service agents yet? Shouldn’t we have run into somebody by now?” The words had barely left his mouth when the soldiers arrived. “Okay, first I would like to state that I didn’t jinx us, because those aren’t secret service,” he said, squeezing the trigger and quickly dropping two of them. “Secondly: Seriously, where are they?” He stopped firing as the Skull came through the door, dumping whoever that was on the ground. “Okay... is his usual MO to just give enemies what they want? Also, can I shoot him? The ICER probably won’t work because of his metabolism, but it’s worth a shot.” Next to him, Daisy had unsheathed her own weapon and had it pointed at the center of the crimson head.
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Post by Tals on Jan 10, 2018 11:00:14 GMT -5
Skull snorter at Grey’s words, his brown orbs shifting to look at the pilot. “She brought me what I wanted. Its not the entire outlaw crew, but its a majority to hinder the rebellion that threatens to stop Hydra,” he inhaled softly, his gaze lazily settling on Daisy. “How adorable, two agents of a hidden SHIELD wanting to stop me. I can understand the.. Black Widow and Hawkeye... but you two?” He laughed, his casual air sending a jitter down the two assassin’s spines.
“You brought them to me, now didn’t you? You’re just as your brother said, pathetic.”
Alyona scrunched her nose, glaring heatedly up at him. “You know nothing of what my brother says of me,” she snapped right back.
“It wouldn’t matter now would it? He is dead.”
A bitter silence formed between the two until Skull raised his hands and snapped his fingers. The bots came alive once again, encasing around the group with the soldiers who trained their weapons on them. “I have what I want, you have what you want. Why don’t we compromise and say that you gave yourselves up in the act of your simple mindedness to save someone?”
Natasha sent a look to Grey. The assassin had silently asked him if the possibility that he could use his crows to distract him. The slight brow raise, the flick of her gaze back towards their plane... surely he would understand, right? Clint meanwhile was readying his bow, arrow training off to the side to fire an arrow that could scatter shards once again.
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Post by Πιghtωιηg on Jan 10, 2018 16:46:50 GMT -5
(I keep forgetting about the ravens. Come on, me.)
"Hey, we're not pathetic. Quake could take everybody here 1-on-1 except maybe muttonchops if it's a fair fight, and I'm also good at stuff and things." At this point, Grey was very thankful for the visual cueing system in his helmet. A surreptitious button click on one of his bracers brought up the menu, and from there it was easy. A few glances and blinks later, he’d launched an EMP missile from the Zephyr towards their location. Given the amount of time they’d spent fighting, and the missile’s high speed, it was over them in seconds. Coordinating the team’s tech, with the electronic weapon, all of their gear briefly switched off at the time of the pulse, so they were shielded from any of the ill effects. The same could not be said for the bots, which sparked and fell to the ground. “Yeah... that’s going to be a no from me. Huginn, Muninn, sic,” the supremely confident fighter pilot said, switching the selector in his rifle to full auto. As the pair of ebony birds swept in from behind, diving at the faces of the soldiers, he depressed the trigger for a short burst, and sent five rounds into the Skull’s chest. At almost the same instant, Daisy double tapped him in the head, silently praying that the red beast in front of her didn’t have the same resistance to the dendrotoxin as her father had. At this point, the soldiers’ disorientation from the sparking in their ears and the subsequent screeching black creatures attacking them began to lift, and the commander almost had his weapon up and ready to fire before she shot him in the chest.
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Post by Tals on Jan 11, 2018 0:07:54 GMT -5
Those rounds however, wouldn’t make it into Skull’s chest. Who would seriously let themselves be left open that easily? Not the Red Skull. His eyes glinted, a flash of quick silver and the bullet proof plating now visible as the favric was torn away from the ricochet of the bullets. Natasha had to quickly slap Grey’s barrel down, a snarl escaping her mouth.
“Those bullets could hit Alyona,” she warned, however the female in mention had managed to maneuver away from the fight. The soldiers of Skull’s did fight back, but it wasnt with much ferocity and ferver as Steve’s current team could do. But no matter, they would still try to fight. And as for Daisy trying to blow Skull’s mind? Well, the man had already moved away from the area to not get hit from anyone else.
“Way to go bird brain,” Clint growled at Grey. “We had the bad guy and we had to just fire. Look- I know his sunburn is atrocious but cmon!”
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Post by Πιghtωιηg on Jan 11, 2018 8:03:47 GMT -5
"Hey, I saw the shot and I took it!" he said indignantly. "An ICER round doesn't ricochet, it splinters. There was no danger of it hitting Alyona, so I decided it was worth the chance!" He turned away and in a more neutral tone, said "Huginn, Muninn, stalk." Grumbling angrily, he safed the rifle and set it on the ground. The soldiers were closing, and the long barrel would just hinder him. Grey drew a pair of throwing knives from under his bracers, then charged. I really should get some ninja stars one of these days, he mused. As the first soldier attempted to punch him, he slid the knife in between the middle and ring fingers, driving it down through the hand, then wrenching it out as the unfortunate attacker howled in pain, clutching his hand. "Pretty sure he just paraphrased Top Gun," Daisy muttered under her breath, before following Grey into battle herself. He sighed. "Not my intent, and also not helping, Daisy." "Sorry," she replied, in the process of punching a man in the throat.
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#f0a9e4
Name Colour
Captain Americat
"Don't frown, someone could be falling in love with your smile." - Teen Wolf
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Post by Captain Americat on Jan 21, 2018 8:29:12 GMT -5
Logan:
Logan bit back a growl at the remark from Grey; the fight wasn't worth it. But, he did say thank you. You know how hard that was for a man like Logan to say? He only rolled his eyes and pretended that it didn't bother him. Instead, he focused on Daisy. "I've already picked up their scent," he said, following close by her. "You're right. The bunker's close." He didn't mention the amount of blood and death he also smelled, but that was a given; Alyona had been bruised and battered and there was no telling how bad the others were. He ran with them through the hall, hitting bots left and right, claws scraping metal against metal. It was only when he smelled the enemy and then turned to see them that he paused, his heart beating in his chest. Alyona looked so small - and something was wrong. Why was Red Skull just giving in? Unless - this was his plan all along. He kept his claws out, braced to fight.
Cap:
Steve watched the Skull, supressing the urge to punch him right there. He looked back at his team, fists at his side. "He may have given us what we've wanted, but we still need to get out of here - all of us - alive. And we need to find Borya and the others. Even if they're dead. We leave no one behind." He then jumped into the fight. Without his shield, he felt like he didn't have as much of a guard, but he swung his fists back and forth like he'd been trained. He didn't need the shield to be Captain America - he was Captain America. And he was going to find the others.
Bucky:
As the Red Skull entered the hall and caused them all to turn around, Bucky could feel the immense hatred thrumming in his ears. He wanted so much to get rid of the man who'd ruined his life, but then - there was Alyona lying helpless at his feet. Bucky glanced over at Steve, who had begun to fight, and then he ran the small distance that it took for him to get to Alyona. He placed a hand on her shoulder. "We're going to get you out of here," he said. "Do you know where the others are?"
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Post by Tals on Jan 21, 2018 10:01:46 GMT -5
The smaller Russian looked up at Bucky when he approached. Her tiny hand weakly gripped his, nerves rattled then as she mumbled out, “The hallways towards the bunker...” A soldier had lunged towards them, and she snapped out a hand and her palm striked her victim’s throat. She shuddered at the snapping noise that was heard, and she weakly scampered back into Bucky and the others.
“Bon-hwa is awake,” Alyona voiced in warning, Natasha grunting to Grey and Daisy as she managed to take out two different assailants. The soldiers just wouldn’t stop coming through to get them. Clint kept firing off arrows, jumping up on occasion to miss whatever was tossed at his direction and glowering when he saw Skull at the wnd of the other hall.
“Its a trap Steve, we have to leave the other two here,” Clint hissed, his shoulder being knicked.
Alyona gave a noise of distress. “We can’t leave Borya! He’s almost dead!”
“Didn’t you forget almost a year ago he was trying to murder you?”
“Didn’t you forget that Bucky was brainwashed almost the same way?!” Alyona snapped back defensively, causing Clint to squeak in surprise at her sudden mood change. Well, the archer couldn’t be surprised too much. Steve had the same kind of heart for his friends and family. Not giving up hope; she believed Bucky could still get over the Winter Soldier codes. So why can’t they believed Borya changed?
“No time to fight kids,” Natasha called out as she jump kicked someone backwards. “Steve’s orders: no one behind. We’ve defeated more robots with Ultron than people here. Skull is getting into our mind. Just keep him out and focus on fighting.”
“Sorry,” Alyona told Bucky quietly. She hadn’t meant to say that, and her cheeks were very warm with embarrassment. Slowly, she pushed herself up and held at her side. Her shirt was dirtied and had red splotches across it, and it was torn where her hand was covering it. Though, on her side it looked like the red was seeping further out.
“Grey daisy, can you make a path to the other side with your tech?” Natasha asked curiously
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Post by Πιghtωιηg on Jan 21, 2018 14:16:11 GMT -5
“Not with our tech, no, but Daisy can just blow a hole through anything in our way.” “Correct,” she replied, then grabbed the back of a man’s head and smashed her knee into his face. “And the thing currently in the way should be the floor,” she said. “Shortest path is a straight line, so...” “Technically, it’s a wormhole,” Grey muttered, as Daisy brought the floor crashing down into the bunker below them. The two S.H.I.E.L.D. agents landed in a hallway. This was noticeably different from the room above. The walls appeared to be concrete, and Grey would have guessed the floor was as well, although the rubble covering it prevented confirmation of his suspicion. “Come on in! The water’s fine!” he shouted at the gaping hole above. “Be careful, though; the landing might be a little tricky.” Pulling out his Sig Sauer, he proceeded down the hallway with Daisy, towards the faint groaning sound he could hear.
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