Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20170312033542/@comment-26104528-20171101174057

Ingraham knocked on the door to Kurai's room and took a deep breath to calm himself; he still had his issues with Kurai's thinking but he also knew he hadn't been down Kurai's exact road. Having your workplace torched, while tragic, was probably not as tragic as having your hometown torched. He wasn't in the mood to play misery poker though, not right now at least. (According to most veterans of the Eliminator Program, Misery Poker was best played over a round of beers and with something like Seinfeld's theme playing in the background to keep your sanity.)

"Hey buddy, you ready to go?" he asked, leaning in.

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Now that everyone was onboard, the Adjutant's engines spun back up and they took off from Eagalis. Ingraham still had business down in Sahale so he elected to stay behind. From his seat at the comms station, Fritz waved goodbye to his friend as they slowly gained altitude.

The cyborg settled back down to finalize thier route to Tenth's ruins and thought back on Osiris's concerns. As he typed away on the old airship's typewriter-style keyboard, his mind was already working on what he'd have to request from Coronado to ensure safety.

Ok, Honara's probably visiting that Wolfe guy but so long as she's on the continent, she can still contact the 'coon...

Hitting 'enter', the outline for the flight appeared on the holographic globe next to Lucina. She couldn't help but notice a detour to Anozira...

"Stahlfritz?"

"I wanted to pick up Stella before all this. Figured she'd be a good person for Kurai and Osiris to talk to about this stuff."

"Wise." the Banshee replied as she got to a safe altitude and revved the engines to a higher speed to save time.

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30 minutes later...

Estellia was sitting on her suitcase in the middle of the desert behind the upper-level housing district of Flagg Main. She had a gallon jug of water in one hand and an umbrella in the other for shade. Boredly dragging her foot in the sand, everything around her started growing dark and the low humming sound of G-Engines filled the air around her. She smiled and got up as the Adjutant landed a few meters in front of her. Fritz was waiting for her at the forward door.

"Hey Fritz." she gave him a very tight hug.

"Hey Stella." he gave her a small kiss on the lips. Not wanting to look like faging jackasses about thier relationship (well, not more than they already did.) Fritz took her bags to bring them upstairs.

"Hey Friends!" she called out to them as she strode up. She easily recognized Kurai and Gretel but the cream-haired girl was new.

"...Osiris, right?" she asked.

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Geuda sat across from Everest and the family along with the rest of his squad who were keeping watch all round the vehicle.

"Wow. Easiest extraction ever." Talos mused as he fiddled with the holster for his plasma pistol. "No shooting, no shouting, why'd we even team up with those Twilight folks?"

"Aaand just like that, we're all screwed." Bison snapped back to the young pig. "Never tempt Murphy, kid. Thought you'd learn by now."

"Hey, I'm just acknowlegding the good luck." he shrugged. "Sometimes, you do roll the hard six."

"Gentlemen, either of you feel that?" Maren wondered as that same digging feeling in her aura came back. That same feeling she'd get everytime a sniper drew a bead on her position, someone ran back to get a bigger gun, or someone booted up a horrifically overpowered semblance.

Bison and Talos looked at each other and with a nod, agreed to continue their debate another time as they drew thier weapons, clicked off the safeties, and made a perimeter with a gun in each direction.

"I'm callin' up Wolfe." Cordelia pulled out one of her burner scrolls while keeping her other arm aimed skywards.

''Wolfe? This is Cordelia Willardson, I'm with your pal Pan. We might have a situation near your manor...''

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Beverly and Honara nodded at the guard as they made thier way towards town hall. Meanwhile at the recruiting booth, a jackrabbit faunus had just set up one of thier demonstration displays, a fully-functional early-warning system small enough to be concealed inside a sedan when it started going off and pinging the Jaguar and Rattlesnake.

Both the women looked at each other, mentally sighed, and hustled down the way.

"Wolfe, it's me, Beverly. I'll meet you halfway to your manor." she threw her helmet on and it clicked and hissed into place while Honara broke off to make a beeline for the van with her own equipment in it.