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@Styxx Acheron@HeroicSociopath
So yeah.... About that bike.
Hey at least we have a common enemy now right?
I don't think we should kill them all, maybe a few, but deffinatly run away together.
Where is our ship? It would make a good eventual escape.
So yeah.... About that bike.
Hey at least we have a common enemy now right?
I don't think we should kill them all, maybe a few, but deffinatly run away together.
Where is our ship? It would make a good eventual escape.
Anya watched as some new strange guy tried to steal Valentine's bike. Valentine clearly wasn't having a good day and it made Anya feel just the slightest bit guilty for the way she treated him, but still, she didn't let that change the fact that she was going to be the one to steal that lovely bike.
Arm back in place Anya snatched up her suitcase and ran outside. Noting a beautiful red head at the bar with some sort of sensor beeping away on her arm as she exited. As soon as she stepped foot outside she realised what caused that beeping.
They had found her! With a complete disregard for property or life, the large vehicle came thundering madly down the street. Taking a clear path right through Marco and Valentine. Anya didn't stop moving as she exited the building instead breaking into a run as she launched herself at the distracted duo on the bike.
She couldn't save the bike but hopefully her momentum would be enough to just get the guys out of the way.
In a matter of minutes six vengeful, ex-military, heavily armed, private operatives would flood from the vehicle. They are operating in radio silence. One remained in the vehicle and is tracking Anya with thermal imaging. These guys meant business.
@Styxx Acheron Haha, nah no one else has mentioned it yet.
Yea I'm looking forward to seeing how you explain it to the other guys.
Yea I'm looking forward to seeing how you explain it to the other guys.
@Antarctic Termite
What's the plans for your new monkey character?
What's the plans for your new monkey character?
@Dusksong Ahh, I'll post tomorrow.
The explosion was the remaining rubble blocking the cave.
It's just Azerus and his Rhyhorn, along with the Casulties mechanic and his Metang.
There may be a battle about to begin, also poachers/Casulties on the way.
The explosion was the remaining rubble blocking the cave.
It's just Azerus and his Rhyhorn, along with the Casulties mechanic and his Metang.
There may be a battle about to begin, also poachers/Casulties on the way.
@HeroicSociopath
You just ran away from three other members!?
And a scene of potential domestic violence...
You just ran away from three other members!?
And a scene of potential domestic violence...
A pouting smile curled upon Anya's lips as she looked right at the man as he ranted. (Although she couldn't see, void of focus she stared at him the way the blind look to someone.)
Mid conversations she feigns a yawn and lays back down, impatiently rolling her eyes. "Sarah." She interrupts from the bed when he mentions names. Not that it mattered. It was then another voice spoke directly to her in her ear. Sigint.
After speaking the man not-so-gently pulled her from the bed and began leading her downstairs by her wrist. Anya didn't fight it. There was a light at the end of the stairwell, apparently the bar had a separate power supply.
Sigint was still there, "Phew" she said with an unexplained smile.
Suddenly, as soon as entering the fully lit bar Anya froze as a look of concern flooded her face. Those around her couldn't hear Sigint's voice in her ear, so they didn't understand when she suddenly said.
"Is it the guys from earlier? Get the hell out of there!"
Snapping back to her current position, with the attention of a few patrons now on her, Anya makes a scene by over-exaggerating the dramatic snap of her wrist as she frees it from the mans grip. She stumbles a few steps for dramatic flair and puts on a face of worry as she looks back at the angry Irishman. The only thing she didn't have to fake was the constant twinge of pain running from her shoulder.
"Just gimme my clothes back!" she loudly demands in a shaky voice. Pointing to the suitcase with her good arm. Suddenly having lost all the confidence and attitude from earlier.
"Look, I'm leaving. I, I just want to go now. Keep your money, you can't just throw women around. You dislocated my arm!"
Anya was good, tears even began to roll down from her eyes. Her voice wavered with distress. Sure this was a rough neighbourhood but there was still always someone ready and willing to jump to a pretty girls aid and usually at least one other who was drunk or violent enough just waiting for any excuse to fight someone.
@Styxx Acheron@HeroicSociopath@SIGINT@Ashevelendar
Mid conversations she feigns a yawn and lays back down, impatiently rolling her eyes. "Sarah." She interrupts from the bed when he mentions names. Not that it mattered. It was then another voice spoke directly to her in her ear. Sigint.
After speaking the man not-so-gently pulled her from the bed and began leading her downstairs by her wrist. Anya didn't fight it. There was a light at the end of the stairwell, apparently the bar had a separate power supply.
Sigint was still there, "Phew" she said with an unexplained smile.
Suddenly, as soon as entering the fully lit bar Anya froze as a look of concern flooded her face. Those around her couldn't hear Sigint's voice in her ear, so they didn't understand when she suddenly said.
"Is it the guys from earlier? Get the hell out of there!"
Snapping back to her current position, with the attention of a few patrons now on her, Anya makes a scene by over-exaggerating the dramatic snap of her wrist as she frees it from the mans grip. She stumbles a few steps for dramatic flair and puts on a face of worry as she looks back at the angry Irishman. The only thing she didn't have to fake was the constant twinge of pain running from her shoulder.
"Just gimme my clothes back!" she loudly demands in a shaky voice. Pointing to the suitcase with her good arm. Suddenly having lost all the confidence and attitude from earlier.
"Look, I'm leaving. I, I just want to go now. Keep your money, you can't just throw women around. You dislocated my arm!"
Anya was good, tears even began to roll down from her eyes. Her voice wavered with distress. Sure this was a rough neighbourhood but there was still always someone ready and willing to jump to a pretty girls aid and usually at least one other who was drunk or violent enough just waiting for any excuse to fight someone.
@Styxx Acheron@HeroicSociopath@SIGINT@Ashevelendar
Look! A High end mercenary faction, above all the squabbling of dirty lowly pirates :p
Please check out my new faction!
See what happens when @Styxx Acheron takes too long to reply, you get friendly rivals ;)
Now I have to stop recruiting for Love bomb and start recruiting for this.
It's alright, Anya isn't going anywhere!
Please check out my new faction!
See what happens when @Styxx Acheron takes too long to reply, you get friendly rivals ;)
Now I have to stop recruiting for Love bomb and start recruiting for this.
It's alright, Anya isn't going anywhere!
@Leotamer
I see no reason that when he isn't busy or needed on the ship that he can't retreat into the bar for a bit.
Maybe it's in his programming to keep active?
Best of both worlds.
I see no reason that when he isn't busy or needed on the ship that he can't retreat into the bar for a bit.
Maybe it's in his programming to keep active?
Best of both worlds.
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