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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Nov 11, 2016 16:36:58 GMT -5
OOC Sorry its short;
IC Zephri and Azie could really do nothing but watch as their sister let out another scream of pain as she was dragged off again, and although they were certainly both clearly worried for the girl, Zephri was also a bit annoyed, why? Because if his sister just listened to him for once in her life, this wouldn't have happened, maybe it would finally teach her a lesson and she could realize that if anyone should lead the three, it should be him not her.
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Post by Smokey Feather on Nov 11, 2016 18:51:34 GMT -5
The serpentine horse snarled, fangs glinting. It then turned away to trot off, as if Maisy didn't matter. And so the girl was safe, for now. Quicker than a blink, it was gone. Shimmered out of view.
When the misshapen hummer pulled up, a ginger-haired male poked his head out of the side, not the driver, looking at the alien run off. A bandana was tied over the left side of his face, his right side holding a hazel colored eye. Looking at Aquarius, he explained "We got held up by some aliens. Went picking around for supplies before you called in. We didn't even get a look!" The guy, whom everyone called "Meep", went out on searches only if there was something they hadn't seen yet or in a while. And it was just that. Meep was informed that a place had been found that had not only good loot, but abandoned alien weaponry. Oh, what he loved to do with those. He was an... inventor. Responsible for all remaking and designs of any weapons and tech Aquarius' group had. Looking as Maisy was reeled in, he questioned "Is age the only one? I don't see any other aliens besides that one just now either." If there were others, they had some room, as the group didn't load anything into the vehicle that day.
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Post by BB-8 on Nov 11, 2016 20:00:23 GMT -5
Milo, the driver, bounced out of her seat. It looked like she was going to make a move to hug Aquarius, but she had learned a long time go that wasn't the greatest idea. "Three of them total. Oh, and you might want to cuff them first. I don't think they'll be very happy about my... methods." Aquarius shrugged. Milo nodded in response, dashing off in search of the others she had spoken of, who really weren't that far behind. Once she had come upon the two others, she beamed and waved excitedly. "Hello there!" She was awful chipper for living in this hell.
"Hey, we took out a total of nine," A muffled voice sounded from the hummer. A heavil armed leg was kicked into the air, Alfie using the leverage to sit up straight. Look, wearing this massive set of armor that he did- some sort of amalgamation of a mech and an exoskeleton -was a trial and it was much easier to lay down than sit up. He didn't bother to try and move any pieces other than the helmet, which showed the disparity between the size of the machine and the person inside. "We didn't see anything out of the ordinary, just your usual slaver activity. Team's all good too." There had been two pieces to this outing. Those who were to help Meep out with supplies and whatnot, and those who would be armed and make sure the nearby areas were secured and clear of slavers. It was important to keep their territory safe, even if they could only expand that little by little. Alfie, the only user they had for their two sets of armor, had been assigned to the latter group.
Aquarius only nodded, filing away the information. She looked to Meep as she unclipped a pair of cuffs from her waist, rising an eyebrow. "And how'd your group do? Find anything useful?"
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Post by Smokey Feather on Nov 11, 2016 23:34:58 GMT -5
"I got a small sample of some of their ship metal, a little crash site north of here," Meep told Aquarius "The freaks caught us before we could get anything bigger. I think it could be used as repair plating for the trash vehicles we have." If the actual soldiers could get him bigger samples, then Meep would actually get a look at the material. The little "nerd" grinned at the thought of making more things. Looking around, he said "Let's get going. When's the soonest you'll be able to get a group out again? I want to get a looksie at the metals."
He was able to fight and such, use weapons and bear armor. However, Meep had always been more of a passive aggressive person. Liked to get at others in a indirect way. "What about you?" Meep asked curiously "Did you find any spoils? Looked like you were in quite the chase a second ago. I almost wanted to see you take down that ugly horse thing. I'm never one to pass on such a scene."
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Post by Starberry on Nov 12, 2016 12:59:44 GMT -5
(Ooh, Could I join?
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Post by BB-8 on Nov 12, 2016 13:52:17 GMT -5
Yo yo good morning ppl
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Nov 12, 2016 13:53:24 GMT -5
OOC Okay so I am here, I'm just trying to get together the willpower to write a post to match all y'alls. I usually manage like...one, average sized paragraph.
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Post by BB-8 on Nov 12, 2016 14:21:18 GMT -5
It's chill Man U don't have to type a lot
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Nov 12, 2016 14:29:35 GMT -5
OOC I feel like I should type a lot though.
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Post by BB-8 on Nov 12, 2016 14:31:14 GMT -5
Tbh just more than a sentence is all I need
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Nov 12, 2016 14:54:14 GMT -5
OOC Okay.
IC Zephri glared at this person who walked over, he had his brother standing behind him to protect him in case these people were just as big of a threat as those aliens are. "Who are you?" He asked as he looked around for Maisy and Azie sort of just stood there, rocking back and forth on his heels as he simply sort of waited. He didn't really like strangers...they were well...strangers, and he didn't know them, it brought out his shy side.
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Post by BB-8 on Nov 12, 2016 15:55:54 GMT -5
Aquarius gave a single-shouldered shrug and weak shake of her head. "Depends. Might be able to get one out later tonight, if reconnaissance reports low activity. We're running low on things and having a bunch of broken s--- is not helping. We need that scrap." She turned back around, moving over and crouching down beside Maisy. "Sorry, honey," she muttered in a vague tone of sarcasm, "Don't need anyone going crazy on the ride home." Snapping the cuffs around the girl's hands, she released the cable and scooped Maisy into her arms. She doubted the girl was going to be walking anywhere with that arrow lodged in her leg, and it wasn't going to be coming out until they got back. So, she figured this was the easiest option. The rebel clambered up into the hummer, sitting near the front and placing Maisy gently beside. "Try not to bleed out, would you?"
Milo raised the cuffs she was carrying. "Don't worry these are just a precaution. But uh, we're here to help! We've got some place you'll be safe. Food, water, heat, medics, weapons- we just need you to wear these before we take you because, well, never know if someone is a crazy murderer, right?"
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Nov 12, 2016 16:05:47 GMT -5
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IC Maisy grumbled slightly. "Makes perfect sense," she drawled out dryly as she was placed down and let out a small sigh. "I'll try to keep the bleeding to a minimum," she added out in the same sarcastic tone from before, however after looking over at her, she dropped the sarcasm down to a minimum for the time and took off her mask, the Jinx three kept them on when outside the base for many reasons, and that's because they had a lot of uses, however she figured she could take it off for now. "That was pretty cool what you did there...make sure to grab everything the aliens had with them, you can scrap it and use it for better things later," she added out.
Zephri instantly shook his head, taking a step back, Azie falling in line. "No way, we already have a place to stay...just give us our sister back and we'll be on our way," he explained, still refusing to trust them in the slightest. He just wanted Maisy returned and that was it.
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Post by Starberry on Nov 15, 2016 16:24:59 GMT -5
Could I join this?))
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