Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20160327210255/@comment-26104528-20161216013447

(Arg, this took way too long, but it's finally here!)

As Lucina rocketed towards the main city, she came across the scene of Margrit's airships surrounding the dying Kraken. The intercepted communications said they were aware of both the derelict dreadnought and the invisible Inua, but not of her own ship just yet. Best keep it that way. She flipped on her own subway communicator to call up Rasch.

"Director, here's a freebie for you. Mistralin ships have one of those wrecks surrounded. Same wreck with your people on them."

"I'm very well aware of that, Mrs. P. They've got the skyport locked down as well, I'm parked out by one of the inns now." the Honey Badger replied. He sat in the back of an unmarked silver SUV with tinted out windows.

"Well, if you'd like to buy me breakfast, I can pick them up. They're not too far out of my way, less talking to Mistralin officials..."

Rasch pondered; while the last official he had spoken to was fairly cooperative, he wasn't sure if this one was. "...Steak and Eggs at most."

"Make it a Chicken fried Steak, and we'll call it a deal." the Banshee continued to negotiate. "Just a small upgrade..."

"Very well, here are the scroll codes for Agent Vivacas, Agent Jade, and Agent Senjenadam. Now, get flying." As soon as Rasch was certain he was no longer on the line, he entered into a stream of incoherent grumbling about back-and-forth negotiating.

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"And take him there we will." Rainier replied to the dust caster as his blade took the captain's mangled arm off, cauterizing the wound along the way.

"Quickly! Give him your coat and keep him warm. The shock will cause his body to enter rapid hypothermia which may kill him." he said as he stuffed the man into Osiris's hands. "Loretta, how's our ride?"

"It's almost here..." Loretta started, but then remembered that Arthur and Nickelae had boarded a while ago. With all thier sketchiness earlier and the fact that they were now alone, maybe their conversations would be a little more interesting...She got out her scroll and called up the Inua's CATSAI controls.

"Cat, get me into the flight recorder." after a few seconds, several datafiles popped up on Loretta's scroll. Most of this would be useful for rescue workers and analysts to determine why an aircraft crashed, but what Loretta really wanted was the cabin audio logs. Opening those up...

"'' "... So, you just gonna sit there? Or are you going to promise me that after you calm down you'll help me check these communication logs?"''

'''Humans and faunus usually lie. But when it comes to computers, you just need to search the right places for the right answers."'' "

Dear Diary...Jackpot... Loretta beamed from ear to ear and strutted back towards the others.

"Well, how is it?" Rainier asked as he followed alongside the crocodile.

"Hmmm...Let's just say, there's a really good opera about the King and Kid. Let's not interupt." she glibly replied, making a copy of the recordings for her own scroll.

"So how do you propose we leave then?" the archer asked. As if on cue, he got a subway call from Lucina.

"Agent Vivacas? My callsign is Banshee, I gave you and your people a pickup earlier and now your boss wants me to do so again. Unless you want to sit in a Mistralin prison for a few weeks, get yourselves to starboard bulkhead #54. Your first 3 minutes are free; don't keep me waiting."

"Understood. Do you have an infirmary? We have a prisoner but he's not looking good." Rainier replied as he started moving faster. Lucina must have followed the smoke and signs of new fighting to park as close as she could.

"Yes, in the back of the cargo hold. I'll unlock it now. Be advised, I'm cloaked and the lights are off. Hopefully you know a faunus or this'll be interesting."

"We do, and appreciated. Loretta, take the lead." With that, Rainier hung up and tapped Cormac on the shoulder to get him to follow.

It was dim, but Loretta could see the shape of a cargo door hanging open into a fuselage against the rest of the sky, like something out of a surreal art piece. Hopping on, she pulled Rainier up and the two waited for the others to come along.