Session Start: Sat Jul 12 00:38:14 2003
Session Ident: #taw
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<Ire> Time Chart: September 23rd.
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<Ire> Location: Above the Rainforest Branch of Janus Operations. In a Shuttle.
* Ire adjusts a headset on his head, looking down at the darkness of the rainforest. He's wearing a red and black outfit, provided by Junior. In the pilot seat sits Jerry, eating a donut.
* Icebrand is kicked back, sleeping while he can
<Ire> GM: *the shuttle they are in is one of the cargo shuttles stolen. The Mercenaries, earlier dispatched, have not been seen since Ire and Fuse called it quits for the meantime.*
<Ire> GM: *below them, the rainforest is one dark mass of shadows. The lights from the Janus Base are up ahead, but so far it doesn't seem as if Janus has detected their shuttle in approach*
* Ire adjusts the headset, talking into it. He seems to be discussing something with Jake back at Altros. He pauses a moment, his words deadened by the roar of the wind blowing by.
<Ire> GM: *another shuttle comes flying in towards the Janus Branch from another direction. Ire looks up, squinting his eyes. He grabs some binoculars and zooms in on the name on the side of the shuttle. He hisses, turning to look back at the others in the shuttle
<Ire> Mega City is here.
* Junior scrosses his legs, sitting on the shuttle.
<Dahok> NRP: Jr. should really come down inside the shuttle.
<Icebrand> *opens an eye* <Well, you knew they were coming eventually.>
<Stark> NRP: I think you need to die. Not ON the shuttle.
<Stark> Indeed.
* Ire turns the binoculars towards the base itself, zooming in. He spots two Janus officals dragging Dahok out of one of the buildings
<Ire> They're pulling Dahok out to hand over to the Mega City officals. We're going to have to go in now. *turns to Jerry* Head right into the thick of them. Everyone, get ready. We'll only get one shot at this.
<Dahok> NRP: But you said on...
<Ire> GM: *the Mega City shuttle hovers over the base and begins to lower itself downward onto a landing near Dahok and the Janus officals. It touches down, kicking up sand and dust into the air*
<Stark> NRP: That has two meanings, you can ride on a bus, or you can ride ON a bus. God.
* Icebrand raises a gun and cocks the hammer
<Junior> Don't have too much time to do it, either.
<Dahok> NRP: *smiles*
<Ire> Jerry: Aye aye. *pushes the shuttle's controls forward. The cargo shuttle dips into a deep, diagonal arc towards the base. The base, towers, ground - everything comes rushing up at an incredible speed*
* Ire slides forward, gripping the door of the shuttle to keep from falling out. He glares at Jerry.
<Junior> Wooo! This is what I'm talking about! *holds on*
* Icebrand rolls his eyes
<Ire> GM: *the towers' guards, calmly standing guard, turn to look at the shuttle flying straight at them. Their eyes widen and they stand there, momentarily, before rushing to the gun turrents. They hop in and begin to prep them, aiming the guns at the shuttle. They begin to open fire at the shuttle, the plasma shots streaking just a little overhead of the shuttle as it streaks downward*
<Ire> GM: *the two officals holding onto Dahok look up, their eyes widening as they take involuntary steps back, dragging Dahok with them, as the shuttle flies down and then suddenly stops in a horizontal hover. Ire turns to the team and waves his hand the door of the shuttle*
<Ire> Retrieve Dahok.
<Silouette> ...that include me?
* Icebrand cocks the hammer on his other gun, changing to half-falcon form
<Ire> ... Your choice. But you need to decide your loyality here and now. You get off, you join Janus for good. You stay on, you're with us. For good. Do you understand?
* Junior looks at Sil.
<Ire> GM: *the gun turrents on the tower quickly begin to re-aim their weaponary, turning their guns back at the shuttle. They open fire with their plasma shots, hitting the sides of the shuttle and scorching the sides of the hull*
<Stark> ...
<Icebrand> <Well, if we're goin', let's get movin'!>
<Silouette> .........
<Ire> GM: *dozens of Janus troops begin to run out of the various buildings, holding their laser rifles. They all kneel down and begin to open fire on the sides of the shuttle, tearing holes in the hull. The windshield cracks and shatters, showering Jerry in glass*
<Ire> Jerry: AIEEE.
<Icebrand> <Tch, fine, I'll take the initiative. Somebody cover me!>
<Junior> We only get one approach with this shuttle, and not a single more.
* Icebrand moves to the door
* Ire kicks down a ladder from the shuttle. The rope ladder swings down and hits the ground, blowing back and forth in the wind. He then takes aim with his rifle and begins to fire at the gun turrents.
<Ire> GM: *the officals holding Dahok begin to drag him away from the fighting, heading back towards the Janus buildings. Dahok seems to be unconscious, though the firing is slowly waking him up...*
* Icebrand dives out and opens fire on the guards, using his wings to dart about in an attempt to avoid fire
* Stark eyes the rope ladder.
<Ire> GM: *the Janus troops begin to fire more holes through the hull of the shuttle. Smoke rises out of the engines as they take a hit. Several of the Janus troops now focus on Icebrand, firing wild arrays of shots at him*
* Junior stands next to Ire, taking shots at the turrets.
<Icebrand> <Some COVER here!> *continues firing at Dahok's guards*
<Ire> GM: *a Lieutenant figure steps of the building. He looks up at the shuttle, staring at Silouette. He cups his hands, shouting out orders for her to subdue the Alt team immediately*
* Dahok slowly opens his eyes, taking this time to regain his senses and bearings
<Ire> GM: *the guards holding Dahok take a shot in the arms, dropping Dahok face first into the dirt. They stumble back and onto the ground. The other ground troops continue to fire away at Icebrand, considering him the primary focus now. The air fills with red laser beams flying at him in various patterns to nail him out of the air*
<Ire> GM: *the gun turrents, though, continue to focus on the shuttle. As Ire and Junior destroy and blow up one of the three, which takes out the entire tower in a blaze of flames after the ammuniation packs are hit, the other two hit the shuttle from other angles, tearing out whole sections*
<Icebrand> <Hey, roomie, get up!> *is forced to stop firing in order to focus on dodging*
* Dahok slams face first into the dirt
* Dahok slowly push's himself up to his knees and shakes his head
<Ire> Lieutenant: SETSUNA! TAKE THEM OUT. THIS AN ORDER.
* Junior pauses firing, pressing a button which drops the depleted cell from his pistol, sending it acreening down onto the head of a soldier.
* Ire flips on top of the shuttle, aiming at one of the other gun turrents. He begins to take aim and fire again, ignoring the gun turrents tearing away sections of the roof around him.
* Icebrand darts low to the ground, diving for Dahok
* Junior slams a fresh pack into the gun, firing once more, he takes the now available room and widens his firing arc of attack.
* Dahok push's himself up the rest of the way and stands upright, turning around towards the shuttle
<Ire> GM: *the soldiers continue to fire at Icebrand, trying to hit him. Still. They're aim begins to improve drastically as they do so*
<Silouette> ...I've done my dues. If it's not enough, you can take this life back. *opens fire on the soldiers*
<Icebrand> <Oh, come on! I'm not the only target here! Go for the shuttle, Dahok!>
* Dahok shakes his head as Icebrands voice pops in his head
<Ire> GM: *the soldiers are mowed down by Silouette, not having been paying attention. The firing on Icebrand slowly begins to decrease as they have now focused on the shuttle, once again. They open fire on Silouette, trying to blast her back into hell*
* Junior looks over his shoulder to Sil. "Good choice."
* Dahok see's a group of soldiers and faces his hand at them, the ground suddenly rumbles below them
* Ire is hit in the arm by the gun turrent, chunks of skin and blood flying through the air from his arm. He hisses, instinct to grab it. He ignores, still firing. His accuracy decreases, though
* Stark idly tosses a voodoo doll out of the shuttle.
* Silouette keeps undercover, aiming at the soldiers after IB and Dahok
<Ire> GM: *the soldiers ignoret he rumbling, focusing their firing on the shuttle. Their blasts tearing away various pieces of the shuttle. The shuttle, by now, is smoking heavily and is looking like swiss cheese. It's ready to crash any second*
* Dahok several fines pop up and around the soldiers caging them in, he then begins walking towards the shuttle, still feeling the effects of the traq used on him
* Icebrand swings upward, preparing to give Dahok cover fire
<Ire> GM: *the two remaining gun turrents blow up one of the two engines on the shuttle, rocking their entire shuttle as a section of it just blows up, fire errupting around those inside the shuttle*
* Dahok waves his other hand at one of the towers and several viens begin to work themselves from the ground and around and through the tower wall, slowly eating away at it's structural supports
* Ire stumbles back on the roof from the explosion, falling onto his back. He rolls along the roof as the fire sweeps up the left side of the shuttle, blackening the hull.
<Ire> GM: *the gun towers seem to be to resist the vines easily and are unphased. They continue to fire at the shuttle, blowing away the cockpit area now. Jerry screetches in fear as random controls are blown away*
<Silouette> ...I think this ride has reached it's life expectancy...
<Icebrand> <Warren, get out of here! I can get Dahok out!> .oO{I hope...}
* Junior slips onto the roof of the shuttle.
<Ire> ...they're taking too long...!
* Ire gets to his knees.
<Junior> I'll get him.
<Dahok> Damnt...*turns and begins to sprint stumble towards the shuttle
* Icebrand growls, and dives for Dahok, preparing to grab him under the arms and airlift him to the shuttle
* Ire swings himself into the shuttle, looking at Jerry.
<Ire> Go. Now.
<Icebrand> <Hang on, roomie!>
<Junior> Maybe I won't have to... Get on!
* Junior flips back in.
<Ire> Jerry: Jesus H. Christ. *he grabs the remaining controls, lifting the shuttle up into the air. Underneath the shuttle, the rope ladder swings back and forth in the wind*
<Ire> GM: *the gun turrents both stop firing as they begin to re-take their aim at the now moving target. This will only last mere seconds though*
* Icebrand grabs Dahok and flies for the shuttle
* Silouette pulls up the ladder... too much drag.
<Icebrand> You don't take tranquilizers well, do you? *snickers*
<Dahok> Huh?!
<Ire> GM: *the shuttle whines and groans, the fire from the left engine still burning the left side of the shuttle. Holes literally line the entire walls on all sides and the windshield is gone. The controls spark and the life in this withered bird seems to be seeping away, quickly, as the fire spreads*
<Ire> Jerry: *pushes forward on the controls, flying away from the base. The gun turrents lock again and open fire, shots flyign at Icebrand and the shuttle*
<Junior> This ship isn't going go make it back!
<Ire> ...no it isn't.
* Icebrand dives through the door to the shuttle, sending both himself and Dahok skidding across the floor
<Icebrand> <Go!>
<Ire> Jerry: We'll have to try and land this baby in an open area. Namely: The capital city.
* Dahok slams against the opposite wall
<Silouette> .....oh, the locals will love this.
<Icebrand> <Less talk, more go!>
<Icebrand> <The locals will have to live with it.>
<Ire> GM: *soon they are out of range of the gun turrents. Silence steps in, except for the crackling sounds the fire is making on the left side of the shuttle. Smoke begins to fill the room. Ire ducks low to avoid it*
* Icebrand ducks low as well after coughing briefly
<Icebrand> <That went well, I'd say.> *coughs again*
<Ire> GM: *the controls spark some more, threatening to catch on fire themselves. Jerry begins to make various whining sounds that only a fat man can make*
<Dahok> Where...am I?
<Junior> Well, I need s stiff drink after that one.
<Ire> GM: *suddenly, the shuttle drops several feet in altitude, shaking forward as it does so. It begins to tilt to the left*
<Icebrand> <...How much farther, Jerry? We don't exactly have a lot of time.>
<Ire> Jerry: Just a few more. Hang on....
<Silouette> ......
<Junior> I think we're going to crash.
* Ire hangs out the right side of the shuttle, to avoid the smoke and fire. He looks out, spotting what looks to be the torches of the city.
<Ire> GM: *the shuttle begins to drop more in altitude. Below them the rain forest begins to lessen then it vanishes entirely from sight as they are now over open land. Off to the east is the spacesport and up to the north is the Brahnk Temple. Southward is the marketplace and westward is the Capital Building itself. However, with the current direction of the shuttle -- they seem to be heading right for the Brahnk Temple*
<Stark> Jerry, do you know where this shuttle is headed?
<Silouette> ...you might want to not aim for the primary buildings in the area if you don't want to be lynched...
<Ire> Jerry: I'm just trying to keep us up in the air.
* Ire narrows his eyes
<Stark> ... Just checking.
<Ire> The Brahnk Temple. Perfect. We're heading right for enemy territory.
<Junior> Bring the altitude down.
<Junior> I'd rather jump out of another shuttle than get that close to those guys again.
<Ire> GM: *the shuttle drops several more feet, then pitches forward. Just ahead of them, coming up fast, is the Brahnk Temple and all it's glory. The shuttle smacks right into the ground, bounces once, then rises again, the under side torn and scratched up. It lowers, slowly, and smacks along the ground once more, sliding forward. It does a quick spin and comes to a stop, the cockpit facing towards the marketplace*
<Ire> GM: *about 50 meters behind them is the Brahnk Temple. Despite their landing, no one seems alerted to them.*
* Icebrand digs his talons into the floor, managing to stay put somehow
* Ire swings out the right side, but holds onto the door. He smacks into the shuttle wall with his feet, which were prepared for the sudden stop. He swings back in as the shuttle spins and comes to a stop.
<Ire> We need to get off this thing before it blows up.
* Junior jumps out of the shuttle, followed by stark.
* Dahok push's himself up and stumbles out of the shuttle
<Junior> Let's not wait for that to happen.
<Ire> Jerry: *unbuckles himself, grabs the donut he was eating, then rushes out of the shuttle as fast as his blubbering body can go*
* Ire hops off the shuttle and moves away from the shuttle.
* Icebrand dives out as well
* Icebrand spreads his wings and flies as far away from the shuttle as possible
* Ire turns and reaches out, grabbing Dahok by his clothing, however scarce it is, and lifts him up.
<Ire> We must talk, Fyro.
<Ire> GM: *the shuttle casually burns, smoke rising from it*
* Icebrand lands and folds his wings
* Dahok puts up little resistance, mainly because of the tranquilizers still running through his body
* Silouette keeps with the others
<Icebrand> <Yeah, did I miss something?>
<Junior> You two talk, we need to head for the Altros before the monks show up.
<Dahok> Talk?
<Ire> We'll never make it to Altros in time. And I'm not leaving until I have my answers.
* Junior turns to look at Ire.
* Ire narrows his eyes at Fyro, then sets him down, looking at him.
<Ire> I've been looking more closely into what I have about you, Fyro, since your capture.
* Icebrand crosses his arms and looks around nervously
<Ire> GM: *other than the fire and smoke from the shuttle, the rest of the city looks peacefully asleep*
* Ire turns to the others.
<Ire> If you wish to run for Altros, it's a 3 day journey. You should arrive by the time it's repaired.
<Junior> And what about you? What are you going to do?
<Ire> Question our Brahnk wonder here.
<Icebrand> <You can question while running, you know.>
* Dahok rubs his face as he tries to clear his head
<Ire> Stark, do you have something to clear his head faster?
* Stark walks over to Dahok.
* Stark reaches into his voodoo pouch...
* Silouette sits and listens... wondering if they would trust her on her own
* Stark slaps Dahok "Mojo!", then holds a smaller, open pouch under his nose.
<Ire> ... *looks at Stark, raising an eyebrow* You did the slap for fun, didn't you?
* Dahok shakes his head from the slap
* Stark just looks at Ire.
* Ire turns to Fyro, crossing his arms.
<Ire> Tell us, Fyro. Why did you leave the Brahnk Temple? ... Exactly. And truthfully.
<Dahok> You know why I left.
<Ire> I somehow doubt that's the full story. Tell me more.
<Dahok> I left because of differences with the Prime Priestess.
<Ire> So, you just decided to up and leave your village, travel thousands of miles - which costs a lot of money for a washed out monk - to the Mega City police department?
* Ire circles Fyro slowly as he talks. He's acting like he's talking to a suspect.
<Dahok> Seemed like a good place to start my life over.
<Ire> Don't lie to me.
<Dahok> I don't know what your talking about.
* Ire stops in front of Dahok. He actually semes ... angry. His fist tighten.
<Ire> Is there NO ONE on this team who is TRUSTWORTHY?
<Dahok> You have no idea what it's like to be put in my position.
* Junior looks on.
* Icebrand crosses his arms
<Icebrand> Why do I feel out of place all of a sudden...?
<Ire> HOW did you get to Mega City?
<Dahok> I flew on a shuttle. I made some connections and got a ride over there.
* Junior glances at Ice
* Ire bends down, his breathing hard. He looks at Dahok.
<Ire> And the price of your connections?
<Silouette> ...a team made of people who only joined to spy on the team? that would be poetic irony...
* Junior looks at Sil for a moment.
<Dahok> Keep an eye on the MegaCity goverment to make sure they try anything that would threaten the Rainforest Zone
<Ire> ...
* Ire walks over to the shuttle, standing in dangerous proximity.
<Silouette> ...Ire...
<Icebrand> *glances back at Junior* *to Junior* <Apparently I'm the only guy on this team without some kind of secret.> *shrugs*
* Ire turns back, arms crossed.
<Dahok> I was promised freedom from this damnedable Bad Mojo
<Ire> I'm tired of the hidden agendas and lies and spies. Silouette is exactly right.
* Ire spreads his arms, looking at Dahok.
<Junior> I wouldn't think you do, you say everything that's on your mind in your sleep. *glances at Ice*
<Ire> GM: *the shuttle sparks. It's about ready to go at any moment*
<Junior> Once that thing blows, we have maybe 4 minutes before they get here.
<Ire> The Brahnk Monks are trying to execute us as traitors, Fyro. What is your clever answer to that? *leans against the shuttle*
<Silouette> ...Ire... if you don't get your butt to a safe distance, I'll make sure you doing get a nice rest... I didn't just turn on my employer and creator for nothing......
<Dahok> I have no idea. I thought that the government had no connections with the Branhks Temple.
<Ire> I want the truth, Setsuna. And I want to hear it from Fyro. He's got only a handful of minutes to give it to me.
<Icebrand> ...Grr.
<Ire> The government? Who brought them into this, Fyro? Something you know about the government>?
<Junior> ...
<Silouette> ...how about you get the truth while not resting on a timebomb?
<Stark> Time is off the essence, Warren, we need to move soon.
<Icebrand> <I'm with Sil. Let's get the "truth" on the way back to the Altros.>
* Ire waves his hand in dismal. He stares at Dahok.
<Dahok> I don't know who it is, they communicated with me in the dark.
* Ire takes a few steps forward as a reward.
<Dahok> Told me he had pull in the Brahnk's Temple and could get this curse lifted away.
<Ire> So he sent you to Mega City.
* Dahok nods
<Ire> Did he choose the unit for you?
<Dahok> Handed me a folder with tickets in it and which unit I was enlisted under. It happened to be yours.
* Ire walks the rest of the way from the shuttle, just as it explodes in a firey display. The boom echos throughout the trees.
<Ire> GM: *pieces of the shuttle rain down. An amazed Jerry sits on his fat lard ass as the pieces fall down*
<Silouette> ......
<Icebrand> <...That settles it. We leave, now.>
<Ire> I'm going to learn who is controlling the Brahnk Monks. They obviously have some agenda that involves our elimination.
<Junior> Whenever you all are ready.
* Ire turns to look at the Brahnk Temple. Obviously the shuttle was his inventation.
<Dahok> I think we need to head to the shuttle now...
<Silouette> ...which shuttle?
<Ire> I want to know why some shady offical in the Rainforest Government would send you to a unit devoted to finding Slasher. And then, when we arrive, attempt to eliminate us.
<Dahok> NRP: Err I meant ship
<Ire> GM: *as if on cue, Brahnk Monks begin to run out of the temple. There's at least a dozen or so rushing their way*
<Stark> Especially considering how little we've actually accomplished to that goal.
* Icebrand lays his hands on his guns
* Ire draws his handguns, spinning them. The dozen monks stop 10 feet away, holding their hands up in the air, as if preparing for a fight. One of them is Dahok's buddy*
<Icebrand> <I'll take that as a "go for it."> *draws his own guns and mimics Ire exactly*
* Junior pulls out his sabre, eyeing the monks.
<Ire> Dahok's Friend: Surrender. You are wanted criminals.
* Silouette glares with her patented, evil undead glare
<Icebrand> <You surrender. We're armed and pissed off.>
<Ire> I'm tired of being a pawn in the game. We're changing the rules. You will reveal who is ordering you all.
<Dahok> Ja'Kra: *steps through the line of monks, obviously by the clothes he's wearing, he's one of the Prime Priests
<Dahok> Ja'Kra: By order of the Goverment Officials, you are placed underarrest for theft, terroristic activities and sabotage.
<Junior> So much for separation of church and state...
<Ire> Government Officals, eh? Everyone, our goal is the Capital Building. We will bring it down.
<Silouette> *looks at the others* Were you busy while I was out of town...?
<Dahok> Ja'Kra: Brother Dahok, please place these criminals under arrest.
* Ire gives Dahok a sidelong glance.
* Dahok looks over at Ire
<Junior> NRP: *Junior looks at his feet.
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<Ire> NRP: Dammit.
<Silouette> NRP: Powerful feet
<Silouette> NRP: Maybe it was a Monty Python foot?
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<Junior> Don't fuck with a Hianule. *holsters it*
<Junior> Somehow, I don't think I was supposed to kill *everyone*.
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<Silouette> NRP: We're still missing people from the split
<Junior> Damnit, of all people we get CAL back before anyone who matters.
<Dahok> Dude, shut up.
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<Junior> Only because you asked nicely.
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<Ire> Now or never, Fyro. Decide your loyalities.
<Dahok> I'm sorry...*raise's his hands and vines pop out of the ground and wrap around his hands, pulling them down
<Silouette> NRP: Er... define 'his'?
<Dahok> NRP: sorry, Ire
<Junior> Don't do it, Dahok.
* Ire feels his arm's tugged down.
<Junior> These are the same people that caused you to run off in the first place.
<Dahok> *quickly waves his hands and vines pop out of the ground underneath everytone else, instantly entagling around their arms tugging them down
<Ire> Your last chance is now gone, Fyro.
<Silouette> .....we risked our lives to save this guy?
<Dahok> He changed the deal on me. I had no choice.
* Junior looks at Dahok, getting pulled down.
<Junior> There's always a choice.
* Icebrand fights the vines
<Dahok> I belive I made the correct one Jr.
<Icebrand> <...That does it! You're toast, roomie!>
* Ire strains, silently talking into his headset.
<Junior> To each his own, then.
* Dahok walks over to Ire and punche's him in the gut, placing his head next to Ire's
* Ire spits on the ground, issuing a countermand order into the headset.
<Ire> ...Everyone. We cannot win. Surrender.
* Dahok steps back from Ire
* Ire drops to one knee.
* Junior looks at Ire.
* Icebrand snarls angrily
* Silouette looks to Ire, then does a sighless sigh
* Ire feels his face tense up, almost blacking out. Obviously his ribs were taken out of place again.
<Junior> NRP: In other words she just looks at Ire? :P
<Dahok> Ja'Kra, he'll want to interrigate them himself before we get rid of them.
* Ire 's mouth fills up with blood, which drips from between his lips. He fiercely fights for consciousness.
<Dahok> Ja'Kra: I'll send word to him that we have them in custody. *turns and walks off to the temple*
<Junior> There won't be any interogations if he dies here. *looks at Ire, down to one knee from Dahok's vines.*
* Dahok motions to one of the Monks
<Dahok> Monk: *walks over to Ire and press's his palms against Ire's chest, his hands glowing a dull green as he slowly begins to repair Ire's ribs*
<Ire> GM: *the various monks begin to walk away as they assume Dahok is in control. A total of five remain behind, including the one healing Ire*
* Silouette watches the vines, surprised a little that it's the first plant life that could tolerate being near her.
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<Dahok> Ja'Kra: *returns another man beside him, a clean cut man in a business suit*
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<Dahok> Ja'Kra: Right over here Sir.
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<Ire> GM: *the clean cut business man walks over, looking very pompous. He stares at them all, rubbing his hands together* Very good, Priest Ja'Kra.
<Junior> Fat white guy, figures...
<Dahok> Ja'Kra: *stands there, his hands behind his back*
<Ire> GM: *the man stands before them, a curt smile touching his lips* So this is the famous Alternate Unit who was assigned to find the President Slasher. Kind of sad that you gave us all this trouble.
<Kim[AWAY]> ......
* Ire forces his head to rise to look at the man, his vision clearing from the healing.
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<Silouette> ......
<Icebrand> <The plot thickens. Or something.> *has finally given up struggling*
<Dahok> Ja'Kra: *nods to Dahok then turns and walks*
<Ire> GM: *this man, to anyone who is up to date in Rainforest Politics, is the Advisor to the President of the Zone. And he seems to be in control of the situation*
<Ire> Advisor: Well, this seems to the majority of them. We'll find the rest of the rats and sink them later. President Long will be most pleased that these troublemakers of his have been dealt with. *he turns to Dahok* Execute them.
<Dahok> I did my part, now you need to fulfill your end of the bargain.
<Ire> Advisor: *scoffs* My end of the bargain? Do you really think I would keep my end of the bargain? The President has a nice parting gift for you: You may keep your life.
<Dahok> *nods to him* Thank you...
<Dahok> *raise's his hands up and the fines begin to squirm around*
<Ire> NRP: I'm being fined! NOOO
<Stark> Politicians don't know no voodoo... tch.
<Dahok> NRP: Vine..
<Silouette> .oO(...he's taunting the guy holding the chains...? He didn't get into politics through intelligence... )
<Icebrand> <Double negative, Stark... urk!>
<Dahok> There's one problem sir...
<Ire> Advisor: And what's that?
<Dahok> *drops his hands and the vines drop from around everyone's arms* I lied too.
* Ire strains and suddenly breaks free of the vines holding him as they begin to squirm around. He stands there, arms raised into the air.
* Junior dashes forward, slicing at the ground infront of the advisor.
* Icebrand springs to his feet, guns immediately leveled
<Dahok> *darts to the side, side kicking a monk right in the jaw catching him off guard*
<Ire> GM: *the advisor does a take back, stumbling back as the ground is sliced in front of him. He falls onto his ass, his eyes widening in fear. He motions at the five remaining monks* Take them OU--
* Silouette quickly shoots a shuriken to catch the advisor in the leg so he can't run.
* Ire pistol whips a monk in the head.
* Junior spins his sabre over the fat-man.
<Junior> Call them off.
<Dahok> *drops his leg and darts low uppercutting another monk in the gut*
<Ire> Advisor: *Grabs his leg, howling in pain.*
* Icebrand aims his guns as the advisor
<Icebrand> <And if he misses, I won't. Do as he says.>
* Ire kicks another in the head, sending him falling back.
<Junior> A sabre will cut through their plantslike butter. You can't stop me if I 'slip'. Call the monks off.
<Ire> GM: *all five monks lay on the ground, unconscious*
<Junior> ....
<Dahok> They're out Jr.
* Silouette approaches the fallen advisor.
* Dahok walks over to the Advisor
<Ire> Advisor: *stares at Junior in fear. A wet mark appears on his pants*
<Icebrand> <Tch, can't you people do anything without fighting?> *laughs*
<Junior> And here's I'm trying to be intimidating. Oh well. *puts his sabre away*
* Ire approaches the Advisor.
* Dahok grabs the Advisor by the tie and lifts him off the ground
<Ire> Advisor: *gags*
<Dahok> How's it feel to have the table's turned back on ya?
<Ire> Jerry: *eats a donut*
* Stark eats a donut with Jerry.
<Ire> ... His boss is President Long, isn't it?
<Dahok> That's waht he said.
<Ire> ...Then Long is behind all of this. We're going to take out Long.
* Ire walks past Long towards the Capital Building.
<Ire> (er, advisor)
<Junior> Bobo: *walks out from behind Ire* Boh.
<Ire> Yes, Bobo. We're going to blow up shit.
<Junior> <Bobo> *dances*
<Silouette> .....the capital building?
<Ire> Yes, Silouette.
* Dahok let's his grip go letting the advisor fall to his feet
* Icebrand flies after Ire
<Junior> That's biting off a bit much, don't you think?
<Ire> Advisor: *Scrambles away*
<Icebrand> *to Ire* <Finally, I like your plan.>
* Junior grabs the Advisor by the collar.
<Junior> You're coming with us, chunky.
<Ire> Advisor: GAAACK
* Dahok begins walking towards the others
* Junior glances at Jerry "No offense."
<Ire> Jerry: *smacks*
<Ire> *on a donut*
<Stark> Cream filled?
<Ire> GM: *as they slowly walks towards the Capital Building, the ten story building looms in front of them. It seems to be a normal, peaceful looking Mega City styled building*
<Ire> Jerry: Yes.
<Stark> Tch. *gets up and follows the others*
* Silouette keeps pace, but isn't very talkative.
* Ire stands there, looking up at the building. A single light is on the tenth floor, in the very center.
<Icebrand> <So much for the Rainforest Zone's neutrality.>
* Ire glances at the others.
<Ire> I don't know about you, but I'm tired of dropping through hoops. I'm going to strike back at the people trying to use us.
<Icebrand> <And I'm too pissed off to do anything else. Let's kick some ass.>
<Dahok> NRP: Shit. I just lost my mouse again.
<Junior> I'll help you anyway I can.
<Silouette> *shrugs* ...just a tool anyways. Why not...
<Dahok> NRP: BRB
* Stark glances at Sil
<Ire> GM: *as he says this, laser gun turrents begin to pop up all over the building. Tons of Rainforest soldiers pop up on the roof, aiming their weapons at the group. Some run out of the front foor, crouching low and aiming their weapons. Some even bust out various weapons and aim their weapons, too. The team is horribly outnumbered*
<Ire> ...
*** Dahok has quit IRC (Read error: Connection reset by peer)
<Icebrand> <...Ok, that's bad.>
* Junior flicks on his sabre. "No one say any annoying one-liners, please."
* Ire touches his headset, speaking into it. Suddenly, above them, a the moon's light begins to vanish as the darkness grows even darker, a shadow looming across the ground. Within moments, the moon's light is totally gone around them. They are in total pitch black.
<Silouette> ......... *ninja oneliner*
<Ire> GM: *the soldiers begin to pause, looking all around. They stare up, seeing a huge shape floating above them. It's a floating aerial battleship. It's the Altros. Finished ahead of schedule, much to Ire's claims.*
<Ire> *Despite, not much
<Icebrand> *to team* <The cavalry's here... way to go, bossman.>
<Ire> GM: *suddenly the laser cannons on the Altros swivel to face the building. In a brilliant display of a lightshow, the lasers begin to rain down on the building, blowing huge chunks out of it. The gun turrents explode easily as the building rocks. The soldiers flee for their life even as areas around them explode.
<Junior> So that's what it looks like airborn... Where did you all get that, again?
<Ire> A prize from Mega City.
<Junior> I want me one of them. *looks up*
*** Dahok has joined #taw
<Silouette> .....and I thought we were having a bad day.
<Ire> GM: *within moments, the Altros has stopped firing. Smoking ruins floats up from the building. No one contests their approaching now as they all cower off in the woods. The Altros shimmers, then vanishes from sight, like it was never there*
<Ire> I'm always in control of a situation.
* Ire approaches the Capital Building.
<Junior> Bobo: *lands, his guns smoking*
<Icebrand> <So you say.> *smirks*
* Dahok walks upto IRe
<Dahok> Sorry about that back there.
<Ire> ....
<Icebrand> <You should've been an actor, jackass.>
<Ire> We may all have had different reasons for joining...*glances at each of them* but the fact remains we all walk the same path now.
* Icebrand walks after the two
* Dahok nods
* Silouette heads after them
<Icebrand> <Whatever. I've been dragged along since the beginning, why stop now?>
* Ire steps up to the door, touching it. It slides open. Inside is a deserted lobby. Cracks run all along the walls as some of the support structures were taken out by the Altros.
* Ire walks into the lobby, heading for the stairs.
<Dahok> Well we have tried to get rid of you but you just keep following us Ice.
* Icebrand walks in as well, following Ire
* Dahok follows behind Ire
* Junior follows Ire, along with Bobo and Stark.
<Icebrand> <That's a hell of a way to talk to the guy that saved your ass, roomie.> *sticks his tongue out*
<Junior> NRP: IB's a good guy! He just needs better dubbing.
<Silouette> ....heh... Ice, the lost puppy...
<Ire> GM: *as they walk up the stairs, spider-web cracks run along it in various places. The walls also seem to be cracking and pieces of the ceiling drop, but never in any dangerous sizes. It seems this building has been severely damaged*
* Icebrand just grumbles
<Dahok> I don't think we'll get a hold of Long, he's probably high-tailed it by now.
<Ire> Then we move.
* Ire runs up the stairs.
* Dahok begins sprinting
* Silouette shakes her head and starts running
* Icebrand lifts off and flies up the stairs
<Ire> GM: *outside, the sound of thumping can be heard. The rain fall has begun, something the rainforest is famous for. In just moments, it's like a flood falling from the sky. The various broken windows they pass show it clearly, the wind even blowing some in onto the stairs*
<Stark> Well, it is the rain forest.
<Ire> GM: *they reach the tenth floor. The door leading to Long's office has fallen off it's hinges*
<Dahok> *kicks the door off it's hinges sending it sliding across the floor*
<Ire> GM: *inside Long's office is a clean cut, organized room. On the walls are various trophies and what not. There is nice velvet carpet along the floor and a huge oak desk sits near the cracked windows. A chair is turned away from the group.
<TAW> Voice: So you've come.
<Silouette> NRP: Voice> This is the end of the line... Gadget.
<Dahok> SO YOU'RE THE ONE PULLING THE STRINGS!
<TAW> Voice: I am Mydic Isreal Long.
*** TAW is now known as Mydic_Isreal_Long
<Stark> NRP: <Delivery boy>It'll be 26.54, plus the delivery fee.
<Mydic_Isreal_Long> GM: *his voice eminates from the chair*
<Icebrand> <Tch, no need to overreact.> *cocks the hammers on his gun as he says so*
<Mydic_Isreal_Long> And yes, I've been controlling your actions all this way, Dahok Fyro.
* Ire draws his handguns.
<Dahok> So you didn't send me to to spy on the MegaCity Government...
<Mydic_Isreal_Long> No. I sent you so I can learn if this unit would learn the truth. I couldn't afford that - neither could the others.
<Mydic_Isreal_Long> But, you became useless once you were pulled off the case. So I forgot about you.
<Ire> ...
* Junior holds up his pistol, training it on the chair.
<Mydic_Isreal_Long> GM: *the back of the chair doesn't waver*
<Ire> What others?!
* Mydic_Isreal_Long gives a long, drawn out sigh
* Silouette looks to the rest of the unit.
<Mydic_Isreal_Long> What a worthless bunch. If you cannot figure out the players in the game, how do you expect to change your roles?
* Ire trains his weapon at the back of the chair
<Ire> Turn around.
<Mydic_Isreal_Long> GM: *the chair slowly turns around. Sitting there is the shape of a man, tightly wound in vines, serving as an armor and clothing. His face is even hidden, with just enough room for breathing through his mouth.
* Mydic_Isreal_Long stands, spreading his vine covered arms.
<Mydic_Isreal_Long> I will bury you all where you stand. To the soil you will return.
<Dahok> How the hell do you know the way of the Brahnks?!
<Silouette> .....been there, done that?
<Ire> Boss Battle: Mydc Isreal Long
<Junior> NRP: I WILL KILL MY DICK!
<Mydic_Isreal_Long> Manipulating the simulator is quite simple, young Fyro.
<Mydic_Isreal_Long> After all, our power draws from it.
<Ire> ... Take him down. Try to keep him alive so we can learn what he's babbling about.
* Mydic_Isreal_Long throws out his hand. Some vines shoot out, wrapping around Ire's arm. He jerks back, slamming Ire into the oak desk head first.
* Icebrand fires at the vines grabbing at Ire
* Dahok reache's his hands out and tries to control the vines around Long's body
<Junior> You use the simulator, I use the real thing. *holds out his hand to Mydic and fires a blast*
* Ire jerks his other hand at IB, sending two vines flying at him. They attempt to wrap around his throat.
* Ire grunts as the vines take the blunt of the blast.
<Icebrand> <Sometimes I wonder if we can do anything without a fight breaking out. Then common sense sets in.> *ignites a saber and slashes at the vines*
<Ire> GM: *Dahok fails. Long is too strong*
<Ire> NRP: Mydic did all that.
* Silouette throws a trio of shurikens at Long's vine armour
<Junior> NRP: Long is The One.
* Ire stands, blood running down the side of his head.
<Mydic_Isreal_Long> Ha ha ha ha.
* Mydic_Isreal_Long lets the shurikens stab into the vines uselessly.
<Junior> NRP: Or is it Dahok? Dias, get him killed so he can come back stronger!
<Icebrand> <You ok, bossman?> *fires at Long with his remaining gun*
<Dahok> Grrr....*sprints forward and leaps up, doing a flying kick aimed at Long's neck*
<Ire> Fine.
* Mydic_Isreal_Long is kicked, being knocked back over the desk.
<Mydic_Isreal_Long> This world was never his to rule. IT WAS OURS!
* Mydic_Isreal_Long stands up and begins to cause vines to shoot down at the ceiling, directly above everyone's head. They go for a brain impale.
<Junior> Bobo: *shoots Mydic with his ray gun from the side, and throws things off the wall at him*
* Ire looks up, blinking, then rolls to the side, his arm being scratched by the vine.
<Icebrand> ...<GAH!>
* Junior spins his sabre, slicing the vines.
* Mydic_Isreal_Long is knocked back by the ray gun.
* Icebrand dives aside, swinging his saber around to slice at the vine
* Stark jabs at them with his staff.
* Mydic_Isreal_Long forms a vine sword. He twirls it once, then leaps at Junior, slashing in an horizontal arc at his chest.
* Icebrand continues his momentum and throws himself at Long, bringing his saber down vertically in an attempt to slash at his armor
<Junior> <Bobo> Boh! Bobo boo booh! *destroys paintings*
* Mydic_Isreal_Long leans back, stopping his attack on Junior, to parry IB.
* Junior slashes at the vine sword with his beam sabre.
* Mydic_Isreal_Long steps back, panting, then parries Junior's attack.
* Icebrand smirks and fires at Long, point blank
* Mydic_Isreal_Long is knocked back against the wall.
* Silouette lungues at Mydic from the side, trying to stab him between the vines
* Junior slashes at the sword.
* Mydic_Isreal_Long kicks off the wall and sails towards IB. He slashes at his throat.
* Icebrand drops flat against the floor and fires straight up
* Mydic_Isreal_Long is shot over Sil's attack.
* Mydic_Isreal_Long lands on his back. He rolls to his feet.
<Icebrand> <Sorry Sil!> *flips to his feet*
* Ire fires at shot into Long's back.
<Mydic_Isreal_Long> Ungh.
* Dahok slides his feet apart, and holds his hands in his fighting position, the air around his arms begins to waver
* Junior holds his sabre ready, holding a tight fencing stance.
* Mydic_Isreal_Long leaps at IB, slashing in a downward arc. However, it's a feint, as he cuts his attack short to send a horizontal slash at Junior's face.
* Icebrand goes to parry, but his slash meets air as Long changes position
* Ire runs over, panting.
* Junior parries with his sabre.
* Dahok a blaze of fire erupts around his arms and he begins to advance towards Long
* Junior follows up with a quick jab.
* Icebrand throws himself off balance with the "parry" and stumbles back
* Mydic_Isreal_Long steps back, regaining his balance. He leaps up and spins at Icebrand, his sword swinging his blade at his chest.
* Icebrand , off-balance, tries to parry the slash
* Junior shoots Mydic with his pistol from the side while he's airborne.
* Silouette goes for Mydic again with her sword, from behind this time. She's wondering if his vines will react to her hand like the real ones.
* Mydic_Isreal_Long is parried and kocked off.
* Mydic_Isreal_Long is shot.
* Dahok leaps up into the air and comes swinging downwards at Long's armor, in an attempt to ignite it on fire
<Icebrand> <Tch, I'm off my game today...>
<Junior> You're really sloppy, Mydic.
* Mydic_Isreal_Long leaps back away from Dahok. Blood trails follow.
* Junior resumes his fencing stance.
* Mydic_Isreal_Long lands on his feet. He's obviously breathing hard as he holds his side.
* Mydic_Isreal_Long also leapt away from Sil.
<Junior> <Bobo> *kicks Mydic in the shin*
* Dahok spins around, throwing his fully extended arm around towards Long shoulder
<Icebrand> <Ready to surrender yet?> *tries to look threatening and fails miserably*
* Mydic_Isreal_Long is unphased. He merely swings his sword in an upward arc at Bobo.
<Junior> <Bobo> *eeps and runs away*
* Mydic_Isreal_Long is out of range of Dahok, having leapt away.
* Ire charges his gnu.
* Junior aims at Mydic, holdins his sabre one-handed.
* Silouette throws a trio of shuriken's, hoping to get them between the vines, since vibroblades don't seem to cut through them.
* Dahok dash's forward, throwing a blazing firearm at Long's chest
<Alicia> NRP: Wow, Ire can charge up animals!
<Silouette> NRP: *falls over laughing at the mental picture*
<Junior> NRP: GNU! GO! *a yak-thing forms infront of Ire and rams him*
* Mydic_Isreal_Long grunts in pain from the shurikens. He holds his side, then ducks the punch by Dahok, barely. He twists his sword and jabs in an upward motion at Dahok's chest as he extends himself.
<Icebrand> I thought the point was to not kill him. *sighs and fires at Long*
<Junior> No one listens.
* Mydic_Isreal_Long is shot, stumbling back. He falls onto his back.
* Ire takes aim.
* Junior holds his sabre at Mydic's neck.
<Silouette> .....you'd be surprised about the ammount of damage you can do without a person dying...
* Dahok twists his body around the blade, missing getting stabbed but getting cut
<Junior> Usually when you're on your back, you're beaten.
<Icebrand> <If he's not ready to give up NOW...> *levels his gun* <...he is now.> *again fails at trying to look and sound threatening*
* Mydic_Isreal_Long sends his sword swinging out to parry Junior's blade off.
<Ire> Give up, Long.
* Junior swings hard at the Sword, bearing his teeth slightly.
* Dahok walks upto Long, holding his chest
* Mydic_Isreal_Long rolls away.
* Junior puts away his sabre, taking aim.
<Ire> GM: *suddenly, the building shakes. Muffled sounds below are heard*
<Mydic_Isreal_Long> ...ha ha....ha..
* Junior looks at Ire.
* Dahok runs upto Long and kicks into his ribs
<Ire> ...?
* Ire glances around.
* Mydic_Isreal_Long is kicked, the vines taking most of the damage for him.
<Junior> I don't think we'll be able to take him alive. I think he's making vines destroy the building.
* Mydic_Isreal_Long twists his sword, stabbing forward at Dahok's gut.
<Ire> Agreed.
<Junior> Shall we?
* Dahok slams his hands together against the blade and holds it from entering into his gut
* Junior pulls the hammer back, charging his gun.
<Ire> GM: *as if on cue,.. not vines, but a metal sheet runs up the windows, blocking their escape*
<Mydic_Isreal_Long> Wrong...*wheeze* the building is sealing off...floor by floor...
* Dahok struggles, trying to not only hold the blade back but to twist it
<Icebrand> <...Good call, Junior.>
<Mydic_Isreal_Long> You'll be trapped in here as it's destroyed.
* Mydic_Isreal_Long lets the blade go, it turning into normal vines.
<Ire> ....To the roof.
<Icebrand> <Nothing's indestructable.>
<Junior> What about Mydic?
* Dahok let's the vines drop to the ground
* Ire nods back at the stairway.
<Icebrand> <He isn't either.>
<Icebrand> <Oh, wait, you weren't talking to me...>
<Dahok> I'll return the favor Long..
<Ire> He'll die here in his own trap. If we fight him any longer, we'll be trapped.
* Junior puts away his gun.
* Dahok begins to back off
* Junior starts off, followed by the other two.
<Ire> GM: *another muffled clunk. Another floor below them has been sealed*
<Icebrand> <Then let's get going.>
* Ire heads for the stairs.
* Mydic_Isreal_Long falls to his knees.
* Mydic_Isreal_Long wheezes.
<Icebrand> <See you, Long.> *heads after Ire*
<Ire> GM: *floor 8 seals up under them*
* Silouette shoots Mydic for good measure on the way out
* Dahok turns and sprints outwards
* Dahok and upwards
* Ire runs up the stairs, emerging on the roof. The rain falls down on him, instantly soaking him. He stumbles forward, visibility almost zill in the blinding rainfall*
* Mydic_Isreal_Long falls over.
* Mydic_Isreal_Long is now dead.
* Stark looks to Ire.
*** Mydic_Isreal_Long is now known as TAW
<Ire> GM: *floor 9 seals*
* Stark is soaked, watching Ire emerge.
* Silouette moves as fast as she can, hoping to pass any of the others if she can
* Junior slides out behind Ire.
* Icebrand keeps pace with the others
* Ire touches his headset, shouting orders into it, which are muted over the rainfall*
* Icebrand flies out behind Ire - and is instantly too wet to fly any more, and crashes into the roof
<Ire> GM: *floor ten begins to seal in front of Dahok*
* Icebrand reverts as he hits the roof
* Dahok begins to run full force towards the door seal
* Junior waves his sabre around, using the iridescant green glow as a beacon in the rain.
<Icebrand> <So much for that... move it, roomie!>
* Silouette dives past Dahok, through the seal
<Ire> GM: *it's half-way closed as Sil dives through*
* Dahok leaps in an attempt to get past the seal
<Ire> GM: *Dahok slides through as it closes*
<Ire> GM: *the building suddenly begins to shake as the self-destruct goes into effect*
* Stark stands in the rain.
* Dahok hits the floor and rolls, flipping huimself up and runs up the stairs to the roof
<Ire> GM: *suddenly, the rain stops falling on them, though it's falling everywhere else*
<Icebrand> <Uh, Warren? I hope you have everything "under control..." Yep.>
* Junior flicks off his sabre.
<Silouette> ....lower, sooner, would be nice.
* Dahok reaches the roof
<Ire> GM: *Altros flickers into view above them, the rain pelting around it's side. It begins to lower downward, the ramp to the hanger opening up*
* Junior gestures to Sil "Ladies first."
* Dahok sprints towards the ramp
<Ire> GM: *suddenly the building makes a loud grinding sound as if the insides of it are exploding against the metal seals. The building shudders in death throes*
<Junior> Bobo: *thanks Junior and hobbles on*
* Silouette heads inside as soon as it's close enough
<Icebrand> <That's our cue, guys.>
* Ire runs up the ramp into the Altros.
* Icebrand charges up behind Ire
<Silouette> NRP: Ladies first, and Dahok then Bobo get on before Sil... Should I even ask?
* Junior jumps onto the ramp, climbing on.
<Ire> GM: *the ramp begins to close up now. The inside of the hanger is quiet, as no one is currently in it but them*
* Dahok leaps onto the ramp
<Icebrand> <...Who's flying this heap, anyway?>
* Ire pushes back his wet, black hair. He sighs.
<Ire> Jake.
<Junior> More-over, where's Jerry?
<Ire> Jerry: *steps out from behind a mech, eating donuts* Jake picked me up earlier.
<Silouette> ...where do you keep getting those?
<Ire> Jerry: Top-secret.
* Dahok lies on the ramp, breathing heavy
<Junior> Why don't you top-secret us up some cream horns?
* Ire crosses his arms, looking very serious, which isn't hard, despite the fact he's soaked. He looks at everyone.
* Junior turns to Ire.
<Ire> You've all been wondering what we were going to do once the Altros was repaired.
<Junior> More like what can't you do with this thing. *whistles* I had no idea.
* Silouette nods to Ire
<Ire> I'm going to finish our original mission object. *turns to look at them all* I'm going to learn the truth about President Slasher. Long and the six other world leaders all came to power the moment Slasher vanished in the shuttle explosion. And just now Long tried to kill us for the sake of the "others".
<Ire> I think he means the other six leaders. I'm going to question every last one of them until we learn the truth about what happened.
<Junior> A conspiracy.
* Ire grunts, finishing his "speech". He turns and walks off in the direction of the stairs.
* Junior follows Ire.
* Ire moves up to the first floor, entering the bridge. He looks at Jake, who's still bandaged up. Jake casually waves from the pilot's seat.
<Junior> Hey, Ire...
* Ire turns to look at Junior
<Ire> What?
<Junior> Earlier, when you asked if anyone on your team was trustworthy.
<Ire> ...
<Ire> Yeah?
* Junior looks out the front viewport.
<Junior> Can they trust you?
<Ire> ....
* Junior turns and looks at him.
* Ire seems to have a twitch in his lips, his normal emotionless face working with some inner conflict.
<Junior> Well, I trust you, but I've been spending a lot of time around you lately. I don't know the specifics about what happened before I came here, and I don't pretend to.
<Ire> I'm a sleeper agent for the 5th Column.
* Icebrand thinks heavily, staring at a random wall after hearing Ire's "speech"
<Junior> The 5th Column? That group that cloned Ayn and is lead by that guy with the glasses and looks like he has leprecy?
<Ire> ....... Yes.
<Junior> But you're here now.
<Ire> I am.
<Junior> That's what matters.
* Ire nods.
<Junior> You're part of your team, too, if no one is trustworthy, that includes you.
<Icebrand> ...I don't belong here... *lets his head hit the wall*
<Ire> Indeed.
* Ire looks to the side, his arms crossed.
<Junior> I don't mean to preach to you, I'm just speaking from experience. You should get to know them better.
<Ire> .... We're all on the same path for now. When we finish our common goal, we'll go our seperate ways.
* Ire says this in a matter of factly way.
<Junior> You're right, the same path. Make what you can of the present, because, in the end, that's all that matters. Not the past, and definently not the future.
<Ire> ...
<Junior> You have the airship, you have your team and even a goal. Find out your motive, and the motives of everyone else. Hiding up here playing captain isn't going to do that.
<Icebrand> Unie... tch, where did I go wrong...
* Junior looks at Ire.
<Ire> My motive is to finish Tikal's last request...
<Junior> And what's Icebrand's? Silouette's?
<Ire> ... I do not know why the follow me.
<Junior> Then how can you trust them?
<Ire> ....
* Ire looks to the side.
<Ire> Why do you come along? For the adventure?
* Icebrand shoves his hands in his jacket pockets and heads upstairs
* Junior nods. "And for Ayn, I want to know what she plans to do once New Parnel is fully founded."
<Junior> Which is my first mission.
<Ire> I see.
<Ire> Jake: Hmmm...Why am I here..*ponders*
<Junior> You're here because I didn't kill you for torching me!
<Icebrand> What the hell am I doing here...
<Ire> Jake: Eep.
* Silouette sits down by the sensors, having walked onto the bridge. She doesn't say anything.
* Junior turns back to Ire.
* Ire shakes his sopping wet clothes, thinking
<Ire> Jake: I think I'm here because you guys are a lot of fun.
<Junior> I'll leave you to that, Ire. I'll be on the observation deck.
* Ire nods.
* Junior walks over to the ladder, pulling himself up.
<Ire> ... Jake, we have everyone. Lets leave this zone.
* Icebrand walks onto the bridge, being oddly silent and distant
<Ire> Jake: Alright. Destination?
<Ire> ... the Grasslands. It's the only other real neutral area.
* Ire pauses to look at IB, then walks off the bridge.
* Icebrand doesn't look up at Ire, staring at the floor
* Silouette just watches the sensors...
<Ire> S.e.s.s.i.o.n E.n.d.s
Session Close: Sat Jul 12 03:22:05 2003