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Instead, the words were heard directly beside Esther.


was this was supposed to be Althea rather than Esther? also which wrist has been grabbed, is it the one with the gantlet?
Howlite


I have everything perfectly under control!” she shouted in response to Marry as she tried to find somewhere to land. She was made a lair a few moments later when one of the reactors could be heard exploding somewhere behind them.

She had been aiming for the ocean, but they overshot that by a few kilometers. So she aimed for a lake, but they missed that too. In the end the ship was aimed to land in a bog. She hoped it would be enough.


The skys above the swamp where lit up as the vessel hurtled towards the ground, like the burning vengeful fist of an angry god it descended, barely missing a rocky formation. It plunged into the mud at a shallow angle, punching through the muck before coming to a stop in the crater it had created, a trail of destruction left in it’s wake. The surrounding area was then showered by burning bits of debris that had broken off of the ship during reentry.


Inside Howlite’s connection to the ship left he rattled about a bit, but more or less intact. She shook her head to clear it, temporarily shut out from her mind the million problems the ship was screaming at her about and raised her tiny arms up in triumph.

”Wooo! Kiss my butt gravity! We are alive!”

It was at this point that she became aware of most of the more local problems with the ship, namely the fact that it was, in places, on fire and also there was a gem embedded in the ceiling requesting a status update. Ah. She went through and systematically shut down all the alarms, got the 2 remaining drones to start putting fires out in the back of the ship and collected her thoughts before reporting:

”Status of the ship: We are basically never getting this thing off the ground again unless we find replacements or components for basically every system. Anti gravity is completely fried, the 2 main reactors melted down, the hull is full of holes, communications, navigation and ftl got cooked along with the reactors. Basicly the only thing we have left is reserve power, which is why the lights are still on and, remarkably, whatever it was was in the cargo hold.”

She finished, then added nonchalantly.

”oh, and I’m fine too.”


The two gentlemen made excellent stretcher bearers all things considered, and with how awful the weather and climb where getting she was glad it was them and not some of the less sturdy or more apathetic of their comrades. It seemed as if the weather was doing its very best to make them miserable, for as soon as Tzi managed to lighten the mood, a simple joke that she could nonetheless not help but laugh softly at, the wind doubled its efforts as if in spite of his efforts.

She was glad for her suit, for though it sometimes could be stuffy it was invaluable in this climate. The only problem was having to periodicly clean the lenses of snow, but that was preferable to it getting in her eyes or freezing to death. She was more worried about the weather's effects on Wagnil, she had done her best with his uniform but there were still holes where the shots had hit him, leaving him partially exposed to the elements. Hopefully the speedier arrival at Orello would be worth the cold and she dare not stop to sew them shut lest they be left behind. The bandages would have to do for keeping him free of frostbite.

It was a little way into their traipsing through the worsening weather that there came a shriek from up the line. Tzi was understandably concerned and agitated while Leon thought they heard something about ghosts, which was propostorose, ghosts weren't real. Right? Hopefully he was right about it just being nerves but...

“Maybe someone slipped. I am going to go check, just incase anyone got hurt. Keep up ze good work you two, I’ll be back in just a tick”

She activated her gauntlet and began to channel it, a soft blue light acting as an improvised lantern to light her way and letting the others behind know she was still ok. It was partially to ease their worries that she had gone, it would not do to have them mess up their sofar excellent carrying because they were busy worrying about what had happened to the others.

She and her glowing fist emerged from the snow near Esther and Gradon, slightly lighting up the area. She frowned a little as she saw the girl clinging to the man’s arm, her complexion white as a sheet, though that might be a result of the cold. A pretty good candidate for the source of the noise at any rate, Althea had not taken the heiress as someone used to stressful situations, so her jumping at shadows was not surprising. However, she was worried that perhaps she was holding onto him because she had sprained her ankle or something, so she called to the two:

“I heard a shriek, is everything alright? Do you require aid?”
You don't want to know.


See, that is exactly how you make someone more curios
though you didn't give your opinion on the things mentioned XD


oh oops. my bad.

I think 2 would be good as a starting point, that then gradually traditions into 1 as players traipse about and encounter each other. Lets us all get use to writing/invested in our chars and lets us flesh out the world a bit in the process. also being apart gives an incentive to travel to meet the other players, which brings the whole mad max bit of the setting to the forefront rather quickly. That bit should be fun, because car combat is cool.
I am confused. Is Althea for filling @Mega Birb's bird fetish? The injokes, they confuzle me.
is it time to accidentally burn down the city? how about we use comedic demons to do it? ok cool. here we go then.

also alias suggestions would be helpful.


fallout equestrian is an amazing fic. count me in.
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